Colonial Eve Baird worked for NATO counterterrorism and is based in New York. It's a beautiful day outside and she's taking a walk around the city. She passes by some houses and as she comes to the corner of the sidewalk, there's a high pitched scream. "HELP!!!!" Eve stops and listens. "No! Daddy, stop it! PLEASE!?!" A feminine voice screams.
The colonial luckily always carries her gun with her and pulls it out of her back pocket ready for anything. Hearing more of the screams for help, she slowly makes her way towards the bedroom window facing the front yard to investigate. *This can't be good. I hope she's not a little kid.* She thinks worryingly.
Theres a sudden movement of long red hair whipping forward as the screaming girl is thrown onto her bed. The man that follows has just pulled his pants off and quickly pins the girl down and tears her panties off of her from under her skirt. "NOOO!!!!"
"You've defied me for the last time, Cassandra! This is the punishment you deserve!" The man yells as he climbs on top and hovers over her about to force himself to penetrate the girl.
At this point, Eve has heard and seen enough. She quickly calls for backup then breaks the window before forcibly pulling the man off of the girl before he could penetrate her. The redhead on the bed is clearly a teenager in her mid to late teens. She's scared and crying and can't help, but watch this moment unfold.
The colonial quickly subdues the man and handcuffs him with his hands behind his back. He tries to fight, but Eve doesn't budge. The young girl on the bed just watches in fear and awe. The blonde points the gun at the man and glares. "This is your warning. Don't make me shoot you." She tells him.
Eve looks at the scared girl. "What's your name, Sweetie? How old are you?"
The redhead hiccups from the tears then answers meekly. "Cass...Cassandra Ki...Killian. I'm seventeen."
"Name's Colonial Eve Baird. NATO counterterrorism. I have some backup on the way here. I just happened to hear your screams for help. So I stopped to investigate. When I saw the kind of trouble you were in, I immediately took action. Who is this man?"
"M...my father. Mark Killian." She replied still meek.
"Has he hurt you before, Cassandra?"
She nods her head. "Both him AND my mother. I can't get away."
Eve nods. "Don't worry about that now. You're safe now. Grab yourself a bag of clothes and some other essentials. I'm taking you with me."
The girl nods in understanding and quickly puts on a new pair of panties then gathers a bag of said items. "Colonial Baird!" A voice calls from the hallway.
"In here, Hawkins!" She calls through the bedroom door.
The door swings open and Hawkins notices the position the colonial put the man in. "You ok?"
"I'm fine. Take him. Name's Mark Killian. He and his wife have been abusing their daughter Cassandra Killian for an unknown amount of time. I only just kept him from raping her. Happened to be taking a walk through the neighborhood when I heard the girl scream. I stopped to investigate then immediately called for backup and infiltrated through the window and subdued him quickly. I always carry my gun and handcuffs for emergencies such as this."
Hawkins nods in understanding and hauls the man up as the girl walks back into the room with her bag full. "You Cassandra Killian?" Hawkins asked the still scared girl.
She nods and Eve puts her gun away before grabbing the girl's arm gently and guiding her out the door. "Take them to Rockwell. I'm taking Miss Killian to the hospital for some tests then taking her home with me."
The black man nods. "Yes, Colonial. Understood." He replied.
Cassandra slightly whimpered at Eve's touch and the blonde looked at her concerned. "Did I hurt you?"
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FanfictionWhat if Eve found Cassandra being abused by her birth parents? Cassandra is 17 and works at the hospital. But when home, her parents abuse her and use her. Eve just happens to pass the house as Cassandra screams for help. So the colonial stops to in...
