Taio Dojo

Amber stepped out into the pleasantly cool evening air, slipping her bag over her shoulder, her short golden hair stirring in the faint breeze that came off the river, smiling to herself. Right now, life was good. She'd just finished her shift at the Riverlight, a popular bar on the river front where her exotic eyes that were her namesake, as well as her sassy smile, made her a hit with the customers. Tonight, she had dressed in a pair of tight red leather pants and a white shirt with the top two buttons artfully undone, as well as a pair of black high-heeled boots that gave her an extra inch of height. In truth, she enjoyed the attention, mixing a little light flirtation with the cocktails and spirits that she served. Sure, the hours were long and anti-social, but the pay more than made up for that. As she strolled along the street, she glanced at the lights of the Riverview Hotel, reflected in the waters of the Yang. The River Yang had always been the centre of Heliopolis as the main trading route in and out of the city. Now, mag-trains and other modern means of transport had replaced that, but the river still held great significance. It was the cultural heart of the city, home to the best hotels, restaurants and bars, as well as cruise boats, each of which charged a premium to their customers. She watches the lights for a few seconds more, before forcing herself to continue walking. It was past midnight and she needed to get home for some sleep before her next shift. Reluctantly, she left the river front behind and headed down the side street that would take her home, stifling a yawn with one hand. They street was dark and deserted, but she had walked it many times and it was quicker than walking along the better lit roads. She knew that the Police warned against it, but she would be home in less than a minute. What could happen? Without warning, an arm snaked around her neck and she was dragged backwards into an alley, with a hand clamped over her mouth. She kicked and struggled desperately, but her attacker was too strong, throwing her to the floor with enough force to knock the wind out of her.

Before she could recover, he was on top of her, his weight pinning her to the ground and she felt his hot breath on the back of her neck. She struggled, desperately trying to push him off, her heart hammering in terror as she felt his hands fumbling with her belt and pulling her trousers roughly down, the cold night air cutting her like a knife.

            'Please...' She whimpered as she heard his zipper go and the full terror hit her.

He's going to rape me. Oh, God...

            'Please, don't...NO!' She screamed as she felt him nudge her legs apart with his knees and then...

Risa slung her sports bag over her shoulder as she left the college, smiling to herself. While she loved her job, the woman's self-defence classes that she taught were the most satisfying part of it. As an instructor for the Martial Arts Authority, she taught classes for colleges, business and other official organisations, such as the Police Department or Ambulance Service. With so many Martial Arts groups and schools around the world, as well as the popularity of the tournaments that they hosted contributing to many countries’ economies, the MAA's authority had grown so much that they now wielded a great deal of political power on a global level. People joked that they were almost becoming the first world government, which was closer to the truth than they...

Risa stopped in her tracks as she saw heard the moan of pain and turned to see a woman sitting against the wall of the alley, her knees hugged tightly to her chest. Carefully, she stepped closer, but the woman didn't look up, just hugging herself tighter.

            'Hey, are you okay?' She asked, kneeling down next to her and the woman looked up at her with empty eyes that Risa had seen before.

She's in shock

Risa realised, checking her quickly for any obvious injuries and ice settled into her stomach when she saw that her trousers were unbuttoned.