"What If's" In Fandoms

Hurt (Gotham)

Warning mention of Rape and also Penguin will be a girl and Fish Mooney is a guy.

She knew it was dangerous.

Working for a man who wanted power.

Not caring who he hurt.

She wanted to be like him.

Feared and respected.

But all she got was a job as a umbrella girl.

One that all the henchmen of Fish looked at.

As if she was a piece of meat.

Although she knew none of them would touch her because...

Well she didn't know she just felt that she wasn't pretty enough for them.

Who would want to touch a pale, thin looking woman that didn't have the right amount of curves on her?

No one that's who.

Well that's what she thought.

She knew she was in trouble when Mr.Mooney started to say how he trusted her as if she was his own daughter.

Oh how she wished he killed her right there and then.

Instead of beating her to death with the bat he took her to his office.

She was in too much pain from her leg to think clearly on what was happening.

She just thought that he was genna kill her in his office to not make a mess in the club's floor.

But no.

It was worse.

From what her mother told her.

Her first time had to be with someone she loved.

And who loved her back.

Not taken by a man who was angry with her.

Not to a man that despised her at the moment.

Not with a man that was never going to be gentle.

And certainly not a dangerous man such as....

Fish Mooney.

He had ripped her knee length skirt when roughly slamming her on his desk.

Her mind was a bit foggy but she remembered.

She remembered when he ripped off her white cotton panties, the white meaning her purity.

She remembered when he unzipped his pants.

And she mostly remembers the pain.

The pain from the harsh and strong thrusts, the rhythm he had made to punish her.

The pain of having her innocence taken away by a dangerous man who mostly wanted her dead.

She even felt everything as if she can still remember it.

The feel of one of his hands holding both her wrists above her head.

Feel the small trickle of blood sliding down her pale legs.

The harsh grip he had on her hips as he thrusted into her.

The hard and tight hand that held her mouth from making noises.

She wanted to scream.

Shout.

Do something as long as it could have helped her from the pain that she felt.

But all she could do was cry.

Her tears sliding down pale flushed cheeks.

Ignored by the dangerous man beneath her who was making her head dizzy.

And making her lower half feel on fire.

Hurting her badly that more fresh blood slid down her leg.

He had taken away her innocence.

The one thing she wished to protect.

And now that she's standing near the edge of peer.

With a gun aimed at her by Jim Gordon.

Only wearing her dirty dress shirt, torn jacket, and a pair of panties that now don't seem to represent the thing she once had.

And covered in bruises and dried blood.

She figures it out before falling into the water.

The one thing that Fish Mooney kept doing to her...

Was hurt her.

I'm a monster for hurting my poor baby on this *curls up and whimpers* but since I roleplayed with someone with Gotham characters and since I made Oswald as a girl and Fish as a guy this came up in my dark mind so ta-da!

Comment

Vote

And follow

I take requests