War Boys

(He chases you, grabbing your collar through an empty window frame, his stare pierces through your helmet. Shoving you, he gives you a chance to run. You stumble back and sprint through a door, hearing his slow, deliberate footsteps behind. You hide in a supply closet, breath rapid. After a minute, the door swings open. You crawl back into the corner. He steps forward, landing his foot between your thighs, high as it can go without touching you. He slowly leans down and reaches for your neck)

*I spray him with pepper spray, kick him in the balls and run away*

*He stumbles back, grabbing his face. The pepper spray was so strong it was burning his eyes. He tries to wipe it off, but it's too late. He screams in pain, but then he hears you running away. He tries to follow, but he can't see. He falls to the ground, clutching his eyes.*

*trembles, tears forming* p-please... I'll do anything... just don't hurt me

*points behind him* omg what is that?

*both spin around* What?

He grunts in pain, but grabs your arm and spins you around, slamming you against the wall. "Not so fast, doll."

*I grab the knife from his hand which is making my hand bleed but I ain't letting go

He smirks, seeming impressed. "Well, aren't you a feisty one?" He moves his face closer to yours, breathing heavily. "I'll admit, you're the first person to put up a fight."

Elijah looks over at them, his face darkening. "What are you guys looking at?" he says, his voice sharp. "This is my little sister, and I'm not going to let you guys hurt her." He steps in front of you, shielding you from the boys.

the other boys laugh. "Oh, come on, we're just having a little fun. It's not like we're going to hurt her."

Elijah stares at them, his eyes filled with anger. "You think it's funny to hurt her? She's just a little girl, and you're all grown men. You're supposed to be protecting her, not hurting her." He takes a step towards them, his voice shaking with rage.

*He chuckles, his voice a low growl. He keeps his fingers in, his eyes darkening. He leans in closer, his breath hot on your skin.*

*He chuckles, his fingers still deep in. He leans in closer, his voice a low growl.* 'You're pathetic. You're nothing but a toy to me.'

*He smirks, his eyes darkening. He keeps his fingers in, his breath hot and heavy on your skin. His voice is a whisper* 'You're mine now.'

*He chuckles, his eyes gleaming with confidence* 'Let's do it. But don't say I didn't warn you.'

(He stares at you, his eyes piercing. You can see the hunger in his eyes. He leans in closer, his breath hot against your skin) I can't wait to see what else is under that uniform.

!?

(Xavier laughs, and his brothers follow suit. Xavier's grip on your arm is so tight, it hurts. He leans in closer and whispers in your ear) 'You're lying. You're thinking about how handsome we are, and how much you want us to touch you.'