The trio waited patiently as the woman in front of them read a report. She then looked at them and signaled them to come forward. She pulled out a match, lit it, and burned the papers.

“Name, rank, and unit or specialty.” She said.

“Essar, Embry. Medical Specialist. 444th Squadron.”

“Just Tykal. Marksman and sapper. 444th Squadron.”

“Arun, Azura. Major. 508th Tactical Battalion.”

“Shit! I can’t believe they sent you here ma’am.”

“Neither did I.” Replied Azura.

“What’s your mission?”

“Cause stir and civil unrest in Zul-Aman so that we can pull our more veteran troops securing that border to fight against Dol-Sur.”

“They only sent the three of you?”

“There were more of us, but... A zabrak took down most of our support, and we lost two members of our squad. We also lost one of our members just outside Lieutenant Onyx Albion leader of 444th Squadron.”

“Dead?”

“Don’t know. Possibly captured.”

“Shit. Does he know the details of the mission?”

“Yes.”

“No other choice then. We’ll have to assassinate him. Make sure the enemy doesn’t know.”

Embry was about to interject but Azura immediately cut her off. “If possible I would like to rescue him.”

The plumber looked at her. “There is a log book that the prison guards keep. Burn it. We can’t let them know we’re here. Also set the prisoners free. That’ll lead them on a wild goose chase.”

“Got it. You guys have any gear I can borrow?”

“I also have an enemy uniform. Follow me.”

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Onyx looked down at the shackles around his wrists. They were quite heavy, and uncomfortable it felt like we was wearing bricks around his writs. He heard footsteps nearing his cell until he saw a soldier standing behind the bars.

“Do you have a name?”

Onyx didn’t answer. Any information he gave, even if it was a lie, could be used against him in some way.

“That’s fine I preferred the hard way anyways.” The soldier opened the cell and pulled out a baton. “Now for the last time what is your name?”

Onyx didn’t answer and braced himself for the beating that was coming. The soldier raised the baton and struck Onyx’s arm. Onyx grit his teeth and fought hard against the urge to scream.

“You! Are! One! Insolent! Little! Bitch!” Yelled the soldier as he proceeded to beat Onyx.

The soldier turned Onyx with his foot. He looked down on him and placed his foot on Onyx’s neck. “Just one little turn and SNAP! Just like that! Now tell me your name.”

Onyx spit blood on the soldier’s leg. The soldier growled and rather than snap Onyx’s neck he stomped his foot on his face knocking him out.

Onyx woke up to a throbbing sensation on his head. His whole body ached, and his stomach growled. He saw that they hadn’t placed a food tray in his cell, probably due to the fact that he resisted interrogation. Truth be told the training he received then was probably a lot harsher than now.

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The instructor stabbed Onyx and twisted the blade inside of him. “Talk!”

“GYAH!” Onyx screamed at the top of his lungs.

The instructor punched him in the jaw. “Recruit Albion why did you scream?” Asked the other instructor holding a clipboard writing down notes, and grading Onyx’s performance.

Tears ran down Onyx’s face. “It hurts so much. I can’t. Please make it stop.”

“What do you think?”

The man with the clipboard looked at the other that pulled his knife out of Onyx. “Keep going. Castrate him if need be. We can’t afford any failures. Director Kilbourne expects many great things from this batch of legionnaires.”

“I think I have a better idea.” The instructor reached for a metal hot poker inside the stove. “Now then Albion this here will let us know if you are an asset or a liability.”

Onyx braced himself as the searing poker neared his flesh.

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A metal creaking woke Onyx from his stupor. He saw the same soldier again, but this time he brought a friend with him.

“Is this her?”

They had not confirmed that he was a boy.

“Yep, she’s the one that killed our guys.”

“She’s so young. Has she transformed?”

“No.”

The man took a few steps forward closing the gap between them. Onyx looked up at him waiting for the next round of torture.

“Well I do have my own ways of making you talk. Take her to the room!”

Onyx was dragged to a room with a strapped bed. Onyx was pushed to the floor where he fell flat on his face. He tried to get up, but he felt a boot pressing against his back.

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“How many of you are there?”

Onyx didn’t say a word.

The interrogator pressed his boot on Onyx’s back. Onyx could feel his spine and ribs being crushed by the pressure, and yet he still suppressed the screams.

“Which tribe are you from? Bloodhoofs? Broken Beaks? Sanguine Claws?”

Onyx moved his hands slightly, but the interrogator placed his other boot over one of his hands. The interrogator stomped his foot on Onyx’s hand.

“GYAH!” Onyx howled in pain.

“So it would seem that she does have a mouth. Good. Now then what was your mission?”

Onyx raised his middle finger with his free hand.

“On the chair right now. We’re going to drown the bitch.”

Both men carried Onyx to the chair and restrained his limbs. The interrogator pulled on a lever and the chair moved at an angle making Onyx face upwards. The other soldier grabbed a towel and put it over Onyx’s face. At this point Onyx couldn’t see anything, but he could still hear them shuffling about. Then he heard water, perhaps a bucket, being brought near him.

Suddenly Onyx felt water rush down his nostrils and throat. He closed his mouth and tried to hold his breath, but the water coming in from his nose prevented him from doing so. He felt like he was drowning. Then the towel came off, and Onyx was given a brief respite.

“What are Dawon’s plans? We know he rescued Cairne at Fort Revasan, and Akama escaped from our prison in Renoa. How big is his army?”

Yet Onyx persisted and didn’t say a word. The towel came over his face again, and Onyx knew what would soon follow. This time he thought he would swallow some of the water to lessen its effect on him. That was easier said than done. The towel made it impossible, and with the water also rushing through his nose it made it that much harder to fight back.

Onyx could feel a burning sensation in his eyes. The water was probably contaminated. If only he hadn’t dropped the pill in the alleyway. Finally the water stopped as the last few droplets poured onto the towel.

“Doesn’t seem like she’s gonna talk.”

“Tough little bitch that she is... There is one more thing that we could do.”

The other soldier smiled. “There is that, but first lets break her arms and legs. Let’s make sure the bitch can’t fight back.”

Both men grabbed some clubs from the rack and started beating Onyx with them. He screamed in agony as they broke his arms and legs. He pulled on the restraints, but that only made them hit him harder. Onyx felt like he was about to pass out from the massive pain. His eyes burned and his head felt like it was about to be split open. The men undid Onyx’s restraints and stripped him naked.

“No fucking way! This bitch has a cock and balls!”

“And yet ‘he’ still looks like a she. You still wanna do this?”

“We still have to get information don’t we? I’ll grab one of the studded batons.”

“Anything you want to say before we get started?”

Onyx didn’t say anything. He just wanted for the soldiers to finish with him, and kill him.

“In that case...” The soldier removed the lower part of his armor, and dropped his trousers.“Don’t even think of biting it.”

He grabbed Onyx by his cheeks and tried to force his mouth open. It was, however, useless as all Onyx wanted to do was cry. Onyx felt every inch of the soldier’s penis inside his mouth. It was an awful taste, bitter, but most of all shame. The soldier then grabbed Onyx’s head and forced his penis down his entire throat. Onyx gagged and almost felt like throwing up as the man’s pubic hairs reached inside his nostrils, and the man’s testicles hit his chin. He then felt something prodding him from behind. He couldn’t turn around to see what it was, although he probably wouldn’t have wanted to see it anyways. It felt like a rod with bumps prodding his anus. Then it was suddenly pushed up as far deep as it could reach. More tears ran down Onyx’s cheeks as the soldiers continued to rape him. It was then that Onyx decided to do something he thought he would never do he began to lick the man’s penis.

“Guess we broke the little bastard huh?”

“You’re telling me. Kid definitely knows how to work the tongue, but could still use more practice. Hey why don’t you lick and suck my balls for a change?”

Onyx did as the soldier ordered. He could feel the rod coming in and out of him. He felt something trickle out of his anus. It was most likely blood from the rod’s forced entry. Onyx sucked one of the man’s testicles as the rod suddenly began to twist. He placed a hand on the man’s shaft and stroked his penis.

“Put it in your mouth again, and don’t waste a fucking drop.” He ordered.

Onyx complied. The soldier pulled Onyx’s hair as he forced his way down his throat. He could feel the man’s penis throbbing. He was close to finishing. Onyx tasted some of the sperm that made its way down his throat. However, the man was quick to pull out and shoot the rest of his seed all over his face.

“Now that look definitely suits you. Too bad you killed those men, otherwise you would have been a great whore. You done with his ass?”

“Yep all yours.”

“Good.”

Onyx was broken by this point. He felt the man push his penis inside his anus. He let out a noise that came out as a gag than anything else. The man wrapped his hands around his neck as he penetrated Onyx.

“Asshole’s definitely tight on this one.”

The burning sensation in Onyx’s eyes returned. Followed by whispers in his head.

“You’re pathetic! You’re weak! You deserve to get raped!” Said the whispers.

Onyx started to sob. He could feel the man quicken his pace as he felt his penis throbbing inside of him. Then he felt a hot liquid coursing through his anus.

“Aw man that was a great fuck! Put him back on his cell I definitely want to continue this tomorrow.”

“Rip and tear!” Was the last thing he heard before everything faded to black.

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Azura managed to sneak into the prison thanks to the enemy uniform. She made her way towards the holding cells hoping to find Onyx still unharmed. She couldn’t find anything aside from the usual prison rabble.

“You looking for something?” Asked one of the guards.

“Yeah... I heard that there was a kid that killed some of our guys last night.”

“Oh yeah she’s being interrogated right now.”

“They’re still at it?” She asked feigning signs of knowledge.

“Yeah. Crazy bitch hasn’t said a word. Although by now I would imagine that they are taking turns with her. Pretty little thing if you ask me.”

Azura held in her anger at the soldier’s remarks, if what he said was true then she had no time to waste.

“They do say that every bitch needs to be house broken.”

“Indeed they do.”

Azura nodded and walked towards where the interrogation chambers might be. She continued walking until she heard a tiny splash. Azura looked down and saw a puddle of blood coming from behind the door. Azura took a deep breath and opened the door slowly preparing for the worst. She saw limbs thrown across the room, entrails laid about on the floor. The soldiers here were torn to pieces. She then saw Onyx crouched by the corner completely covered in blood. He had his arms wrapped around his legs, and was completely naked. Azura slowly walked towards him.

“Hey Onyx are you okay? What happened?” She whispered to him.

“Azura parents are supposed to protect their children right?” He asked in a monotone voice.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t get here sooner, but...”

“So then if children were to continuously suffer then it is a parent’s job to end that suffering right?” Onyx didn’t even let her finish.

“Yes, but Onyx I...”

“Azura will you kill me?” He asked as he turned to meet her eyes.

“Onyx what are you saying?”

“They... the things they did to me...” Onyx’s voice began to crack. “No child should have to go through that. So please as my mom... Kill me.”

“Onyx were you...” Azura began fearing the answer.

“He... mouth... my face... then... in me...” Onyx couldn’t even form any sentences.

Tears began to run down Azura’s cheeks. If only she had chosen to go immediately after Onyx instead of heading into the sewers then...

“Please...” Onyx begged.

Azura put her hand on the pistol’s handle. It would be quick, and clean. But could she really do it? Could she really be the one to pull the trigger?

“I’m sorry Onyx I... I can’t.” Azura was almost about to breakdown, but she fought back.

Onyx crawled to her. “Azura I’m asking as your son.”

“And as my son you know why I can’t do this.”

“Then give me a black pill.”

“I don’t have any on me.” She lied.

She walked towards him, and embraced him. “It’s going to be alright Onyx.”

“It’s not okay Azura! None of this is okay!”

“I know.”