Chapter 19 - Deflowered?

"What have you done with Dash?" He demanded in a stern voice, looking up at them with bandaged eyes. "Where's Dash?" Kurai squirmed from the rope that as tied around his hands. The voices snickered until one brushed his hand along Kurai's cheek, but he quickly retaliated and bit into the hand, immediately feeling the salty tang of blood as it traveled past his ivory teeth and trickled down his throat. "Gah! Get this bastard off of me!" The person snarled, and Kurai received a few slugs to the head until he finally let go and groaned inwardly. "Now, shall we see what's under this pair of pants here..." Another chuckled. "Wait." He said. "First, tell me what you did with Dash. You didn't hurt him, right?" He asked. They remained silent, but eventually one snorted. "Why do you care? He's the one who set you up for this ya know." One of the voices snickered. Kurai shook his head. "Your lying! Dash's my friend! He would never do that!" The male snarled, his nonchalant voice rising a little. "Now, tell me the truth." The voice sighed once more. "I didn't want to do this, but, boys, put your masks on." The sound of shuffling alerted Kurai that they were doing as what was ordered, and then suddenly he felt the cloth being removed from over his eyes. Kurai's eyes widened at the sight. "Surprise!" The voice chimed.

"D-Dash...?" Kurai whispered. The blonde smiled, raising his hands up. "Yup, it's me. I didn't want to do this because...well, I don't wanna get told on and suspended. But, now that I think about it, we'll do something so horrible to you, you won't be able to tell anyone our little event today." The jockey smirked, a wide grin crossing his face as he suddenly took out a pocket knife and sliced his skin a few times until cutting his school pants and sliding them off. "S-Stop!" He spat as he was about to kick Dash, but the jockey caught his foot and twisted it. "O-Ow!" The dark blue-haired teen flinched and looked up at Dash. "L-Let me go!" He demanded. Dash smirked and then ripped off the rest of his clothing. "Now, smile!" The jokey chimed when suddenly the others all took out their phones and started taking his pictures. Sheer horror crossed his face as Dash came closer with his pocket knife.

Chili, Cress, and Cilan sighed as they sat in the dining room, twirling their spoon in their tea. "I'm not in the mood to have tea right now..." Cress sighed, shoving the tea away. "Me neither." Chili groaned and glanced away from the tea. Suddenly, Chili's phone vibrated. "Hold on, I got a text." The red head sighed and looked at it and read it.

Hey, Chili, did u get this pic yet? It's of that childhood friend of urs. Idk if this is fake or real, but everyone's getting it. I hope u know ur friend is a real man whore if it's real. <.< Ttyl!
~ Chelsea

Chili then clicked on the attached file and immediately began trembling, eyes widening until he dropped his phone. "Chili, what's wrong?" Their phones suddenly went off and they checked their texts. "Oh my God!" Cress placed his hand over his mouth as he scrolled through the various photos and stood. "W-We have to go to the school!"

Dash smirked at the cut up and bruised student. "Time for the real fun part, breaking you." He smirked. The teen's eyes were wide with fear for the first time in his life. "I'm gonna break your bones, Kurai." The jockey snickered until grasping his arm and twisting it. "O-Ow! No! Stop!" He wailed, only to here the snap of a bone breaking and the sensation of pure agony. Kurai screamed in pure agony. "I-It hurts!" The others smirked. "This is awesome!" They chimed. Kurai was screaming in pain, but he let no tears shed. "I want to see you cry, Kurai, or else your torture will go on until you die." Kurai cringed, looking up with wide, fearful eyes. The jockey suddenly unzipped his pants and snickered. The dark blue-haired boy crawled away, but was suddenly pinned down. "Make sure you guys get a bunch of pictures of this!" He smirked and then pushed the head against Kurai's entrance. "S-Stop!" Kurai screamed as he struggled. "Stop moving or i'll slit your throat open!"

The triplets could now hear Kurai's screams and stiffened at the sound. As they reached the door, they pulled on the handle, but it was locked. "Step back." Cilan murmured, Chili and Cress quickly moved back as Cilan kicked the door down, and the other two joined him. "Kurai!" They cried as they looked at the men with black masks, Dash, and Kurai, who was breaking down. "S-Shit! It's the gym leaders!" They snarled until opening the window and jumping out, Dash quickly following behind. Right now, the triplets didn't care about them right now, all they cared about was Kurai, who was trembling in a corner. "Kurai!" They screamed again as they walked towards the male. "Stay away!" Kurai yelled, pushing against the corner more. "Don't touch me! You humans are filthy! Filthy! Filthy! Filthy! I should've never gotten involved with you!" The Dark Articuno screamed. "I wanna die...shoot me...please..." He whispered as he held his broken arm. Right now, Kurai was in a feeble state of mind. He had trusted Dash with all his heart, not suspecting a thing since he had been so kind to him in the beginning. But now, he knew that any human would betray another. The teen picked up the pocket knife that Dash had left behind and placed it to his throat. "Kurai! Don't!" Cress ordered until tackling the mentally unstable Dark Articuno. Kurai quickly managed to cut Cress across the cheek, but he managed to slap the pocket knife out of his hands and hold him close. "Let me go! You humans are filthy! I don't want your filth rubbing off onto me! You'll soil me!"