Their Embrace (AOT fanfic)

Chapter 9

Seriously dark themes!

-Flashback (age 9-12)-

Once Kenny had deemed the girl no longer teachable by his standards, she was moved into a new training regiment. From the ages of 9-12 Chrysanthe studied. She learned everything taught in schools, even going beyond. She was proficient in human anatomy, wound tending, mechanics, and physics. Her weakest subjects were literature, and physcology. She wasn't able to connect with authors, and every time she tried to assess herself she failed. Chrysanthe hated psychologists.

'I literally have no reason to ever want to connect with another human being.'

-Flashback (13-16)-
     "Torture has been used throughout history for the purpose of obtaining information in interrogation." Achilles motioned for Chrysanthe to follow him into the room on the right. She had only been on the left side of the training area, forbidden to go into any of the rooms on the right. Achilles opened the door they had been standing by. A man sat in the middle of the room, tied to a wooden chair. Dried blood was crusted on the side of his face.

     "Chrysanthe, I want you to meet Glen. He is an up and coming man among the people. A kind merchant, if you will. Do you want to know what he did? Glen here runs a sex trafficing ring for children. Even going as far to put his own children into the ring. Anything for money, right?" Achilles looked at the man. The man, now known as Glen, was sitting there seething. The gag is his mouth restrained his tongue, the rope on his ankles and wrists restricting his movements as well.

Chrysanthe was frozen. Achilles had walked his way while talking to behind the man. He used his hands to untie the gag. The man opened his mouth, popping his jaw.

     "The kid you brought along with you could make us both a lot of money, you know? I know you're a businessman yourself, so why don't we talk this out?" His eyes raked up and down the girl's body whilst speaking. Chrysanthe was frozen, her small body trembling. No one has ever spoken about her like this, without punishment that is. Achilles was always the first to step in and do something.

     "Really? I had never considered that option. Why don't you explain how this would, should it happen, work." Achilles spoke from behind the man, his eyes staring straight into Chrysanthe's pale, red orbs. The girl's eyes conveyed confusion, fear, and a spark. Something that Achilles was hoping would truly disappear sooner, rather than later.

     "Alright, whatever floats your boat. Once you get me out of these restraints, I would take you straight to the warehouse. We would need to clean your body, and get an accurate assessment. I'd need sizes of everything. Since you're so fit for your age, we'll probably leave you naked for everyone to see. Chain you up, then auction you off. The highest bidders will go in order. In the master bedroom is where you'll be taken to after, chained to the bed, then fucked. Hopefully the highest is gentle, but most guys that age like it rough. That enough detail for you Achilles?" Glen's voice was nonchalant, bored. He knew exactly what every child went through.

     "No. Give better detail. At the end that is." Glen sighed, turning his head back to the girl. Her eyes were void, dull. Shivers crawled up the man's spine, but he continued.

     "Whatever man. Normally, since I am going to assume you're a virgin, it's very painful. The highest bidder gets first dibs. Since you're a virgin, they tend to not take it slowly. You'll feel tight to them, the cries from you would egg them on. After he's done it's free for all, so it's more than likely someone will try to take your ass while your pussy is already filled. No one normally dies, but it's happened sometimes. The best part though is watching the ent-" He voice was suddenly cut off.

Chrysanthe's heart was pumping too fast, her adrenaline spiking. Glen was fucking sick, He was very sick in the head. He needed to leave this world. Any human emotion had been blocked off by a wall, the spark of humanity long gone. She leapt from her frozen position, hands wrapping around the man's throat.