THE RED DYAD

Resisting the Resistance

Authors Warning: themes of SA and rape, violence. 

This is my very first fic so please vote, like and comment if you like it!

 In the clearing to my left, I find some human beings (finally) dressed in rags and heavily armored.

I change my line of sight from my original safe haven and run towards them, keeping my fingers crossed and hoping and praying they don't mistake me for a robotic target. Although, I am half dressed so I don't see how they could.

I run as fast as my little frozen frost ridden feet will get me and a dark skinned man begins to rush me over to him.

My feet slam into a nearby trunk as I skid behind a bush and attempt to catch my breath.

"Woah , woah, woah, Are you okay?" "What are you doing here"

I look at him, dumbstruck as if he should know I have no intention to be in the middle of this...whatever the hell this is.

"I... have no...idea" I manage to get out in between short, quickened breaths.

"Don't worry, My name is Finn and I'm with the resistance. I got you, just stay behind me and we will get you some help", He breathes out.

The resistance...that doesn't sound familiar at all. Why is he telling me this, as if it is relevant information? Is that supposed to make me trust him more than the cute, clunky robots? Is this some sort of a gang thing?

Finn loads off the rest of his gun, shooting at the white robots and takes my hand, dragging me farther back into the woods. I guess that answers most of my questions.

"Poe!" Finn nearly screeches, completely out of breath from basically handling my entire body through the forest.

I struggle to land on my feet, trying to make it easier for Finn, as he has been literally carrying me this entire way.

"Buddy we are kinda in the middle of a battle here", The man I assume is Poe answers in an unnecessarily sarcastic tone.

Poe and Finn begin to bicker back and forth, swinging their arms around violently in the midst of all of this chaos.

My head is still pounding tremendously, and I haven't been able to get a deep breath in what feels like an hour. I'm terrified someone is going to have to cut my leg off when I have just about had enough.

"Can one of you two help me get the fuck out of here or what? I'm not part of the resistance, or whatever the hell gang this is. I cannot feel my leg and I just want to get the fuck out of here!" I cry.

A stunned two men stare back at me for a few seconds before Poe reaches out his hand, grabbing my arm and pulling me to his side.

"Of course, of course, my apologies madam. I didn't get a good enough look at you. I see you need... help...I will take you somewhere helpful right now"

"Finn, cover for me. You are in charge of my fighter for now. Dont fuck anything up, BB8 will do all of the work", Poe barks at Finn.

I don't even get a chance to say goodbye, before he is pulling me off back towards the woods, his arm gripping so tightly around my arm I am starting to lose circulation.

I see that deeper into the forest there are little tents, I suppose set up for whatever this major battle or whatever ir is that I have stumbled into.

"I am going to make you feel real good...so much better, don't you worry" Poe smirks at me.

A feeling of pure terror fills my gut. Are you kidding me? Now he is going to try to take advantage of me, while I can barely fight back.

"Oh don't look at me that way sweetheart, I am going to make you feel better and heal you before I pleasure you, don't you worry."

He throws me into his tent and I land on the very edge of what I think is supposed to be a bed. He ruffles through some old bags before he pulls out a large syringe filled with a mysterious fluid.

He must have seen the terror, shock, and confusion written all over my face, when he assurea me that this is a "Bacta shot" and very expensive to come by in these times. He let me know just how lucky I was to have this available to me.

I know for a fact that I won't be lucky after he administers this Bacta shot. For all I know, it could be drugs or poison to make me more submissive to his perverted ill-wished pleasures.

Within seconds, he is on top of me, squeezing at my bad leg, before I have any time to process what is going on. I feel a hard substance hit repeatedly into my leg, something I have never felt before, and I know it is not right.

A ridiculously sharp shot of pain spreads all through my body and into my bones, before it is nearly immediately gone, as I realize he has administered said Bacta shot.

Almost all feeling has returned to my leg, although it is still quite a bit sore.

I look up with some relief, only to meet Poes piercing raging eyes, when my happiness dissipates. I realize what is about to happen - or what he thinks is about to happen.

My health has been restored and there is no way this pervert is taking advantage of any part of me.

My eyes dart down to where he is still holding the Bacta shot. As quickly as I can, I go to grab the shot and stab him right in the cheek. The needle is not very sharp and this doesn't obviously cause him very much pain. but it has at least stalled me for a few minutes, so I can run the hell out of this perverted dungeon.

As soon as I hear him scream, I swing my legs from around him and dart as fast as I can out of the tent. Before I can exit, I spot a shiny knife sitting on top of this dusty leather jacket and I grab it immediately.

If there is one Poe here that I met within only five minutes of this crazy simulation, there must be many more Poes. awaiting i n the same camp.

I can only take a few more steps before I hear this ear piercingly screech, and turn around to see Poe removing the needle from right under his eye. I guess I got a way better shot than I had expected to.

He begins to march towards me, and with my bad leg I realize all that I can do is fight. There is no outrunning him- especially not after the gift of adrenaline I just gave him with that awful shot to his eye.

"You fucking whore you will pay for this" he screams at me. "I fucking healed you and now this is what Iget?"

I turn back around and steady myself, pulling out that knife and preparing to stab him as many times as I possibly can.

"All i wanted was a little thank you. You think you could have done that for me. Just one little, tiny thank you." Poe breathed.

"Look at you, you are practically begging for cock with your little mini whore skirt all scrunched up and ripped. You couldn't let papa take a little spin? Even after he healed you, little girl?" Poe exclaimed.

"Fuck you, you demented pervert!" I screamed back at him.

He lunges towards me with his fist and I duck down in just enough time for him to only grace the very top of my head. I flip my head up to face him and swing my knife blindly towards his face, when he grabs my wrist and attempts to hold me down .

He slowly and painfully begins to bend my wrist backwards in the most unnatural position, when I spot an even bigger dagger on his right hip. I swallow all I can and I lunge for it.

Once in my grasp I stab him right in the stomach and twist the knife before pulling out.

An ear piercing scream is heard from all of the camp as I look down on his crying face and spit on it. I take my dirty, icy, shoe and I step right down on his face, putting as much pressure as I want into the eye I previously stabbed with the needle and stare him right in his left eye.

"Is this what you wanted, big boy? Because I think this is more like what I was asking for".

He is unable to speak as he begins to cough up blood and stare back into me with such blank hatred and distaste.

In the far off distance i hear an ear piercing screech.

I quickly turn my head to see who it belongs to.