Admitted, this fic isnt very dark yet...but it will be.
-Sel


Okay� this is my third fic and my first attempt at a dark
one. Please forgive me if it is not up to the standards of
the greats on the ffml. Plus, it will be a little lime;
kinda lemon but not much. I just hope you enjoy.

Violated�

Ranma made no attempt to stop her tears. She sat hunched in
the corner of her room, clutching her knees to her chest,
sobbing wildly. Her clothes were in tatters, her shirt hung
from her shoulders, her pants were missing, and her hair was
devoid of its usual pigtail; instead hanging to her waist.

She looked up fearfully on hearing the front door open and
some one enter. She pulled her knees closer to her and
squezed her eyes shut tighter, hoping, praying that this
nightmare would end. She halfheartedly wiped the tears from
her cheeks before her sobs returned.

"Ranma?" Akane called from downstairs. Ranma didn�t even
look up, instead squeezing her eyes even tighter. "Ranma,
are you here?"

Ranma sniffled and made an attempt to stop her tears, lest
Akane hear them. Images of what her family would think ran
through her head and the sobs were renewed two-fold. She
slowly shook her head.

Akane slowly opened each door on her way toward Ranma's room
and finally reaching her destination, peeked in. She
listened carefully and swore she could hear muffled sobs.
Curious, she stepped in to the darkness and looked around.
"Ranma�are you in here?" She questioned.

Finally, tired of waiting, she flicked the light on and
scanned the room. She found Ranma hunched in the corner with
her head in her arms. Her first thought wasn�t very pretty,
but she dispelled it when she realized that Ranma was the
one sobbing. She quickly sat down by the red-head and put
her hand on her shoulder. "Ranma, whats wrong?" Akane asked.
She looked Ranma over and asked, "Ranma! What happened?!"

Ranma pulled away and muttered something unintellegable,
before her body was once again wracked with sobs.

Akane grabbed her by the shoulders and mover Ranma to face
her again. "Ranma, what's wrong?" she asked once again. "I
might be able to help."

Ranma glared at Akane and shrugged out of her grip. "Akane,
I was raped! How would you know anything about that?"