WARNING: this one gets a lil' rough!

Aleena's been captured by the demon Dios! This co write shows what happens as he has her in his possession. It's a bit graphic, though and the language is rough at times.

It pushes the teen rating a bit, but is quite enjoyable despite or maybe because of that.

 
slight language

Aleena awoke slowly to the distinct sensation of floating. It was comforting, it meant that she was safely nestled aboard the Silverymoon, a sleek and small elven starship that she could use to quickly get about known space. Slipping through nodes in non-linear space, the craft could quickly take her almost anywhere in the galaxy. The elf’s groggy mind noticed that awaking was a new sensation. Elves do not sleep, they meditate in a process called reverie. In this state, they review the day’s events and commit them to memory. After all, her ship been destroyed recently. How could she be in space?

The elf tried to work her jaw and lick her lips, but something was in her mouth. Something round. She struggled to open her eyes and focus her vision. New sensations poured into Aleena’s waking mind. Ropes criss-crossed her body, binding her seemingly everywhere. Her arms were tied behind her back and someone took extensive pains to bind her forearms together. Her legs were bent double, heels to her bottom, where ropes that wound around her ankles secured them tightly to her arms.

Most alarmingly, she could feel the cool caress of air over her naked skin. Her armored cysuit and helmet were gone. It seemed impossible: the nanite suit would have protected her to the best of its ability even without conscious control. She quickly probed her mind, hoping for the reassuring response of the tiny machines that had accompanied her since she first took to the stars over a hundred years ago. And all she heard was silence. She was alone. Her heart rate jumped. Aleena’s usual confidence was replaced with helpless terror.

She squirmed and struggled as she felt herself lowered upon cold paving stone. Her sunshine-yellow hair, normally tied in a ponytail, splayed out upon the floor beneath her. A flaming being stood nearby and at once she screamed, her cries muffled by her gag. “There’s your prize, demon. Let no one say the all powerful and mighty Jester King is not fair.”

The demon grinned, moving closer to the bound, trembling elf. Fluids still oozed from the demon’s wounds, painfully inflicted by Aleena during their battle. Its muscles flexed as it moved, forcing the reddish skin, in places burning with hellish fire, to undulate. Many times her size already, she cringed as the demon pawed at her exposed breast. The demon chuckled deeply, “You’re mine now, little elf. We shall have such wonderful times together.”

The demon looked around him spotting all the others. His eyes focused on Jester. “You gave me my prize, now let me alone with her. So I can enjoy it. Leave us now.” His voice was deep and stern.

"Don't break her too soon," the Jester King said with an evil cackle before falling back. "I've two princesses to secure. I've little need for your childish little elf."

Dios waited looking around making sure that Jester and all the minions had left. Noticing no other evil souls in the room, Dios shocked the Elf by flashing his hand over his face and becoming more human in form “Help me” he said desperately to the confused elf.

She struggled in her bondage, naked and helpless. She let out a noise, muffled by the ball gag in her mouth. She still felt terrified, but also intrigued. But at present, she was not in a position to be responding to pleas.

He slowly crawled towards her. Taking the gag out of her mouth, he looked down at her realizing what he’d done. “I am sorry Queen, the evil took over. I need your help though. You are Aleena correct?” he questioned as he ran his hand over her face.

The elf nodded in response. “Y-yes.” She glanced furtively around, and seeing no-one, she asked, “Why?“

He continued to caress her face softly, “For you may be able to save me. No one else will believe me. Dash is convinced I’m evil already, but I’m not. The demon is, I want to fight for good, but I need help to overpower the demon within. And the control Jester has over me.” He said with sincerity in his eyes.

“Then let us help each other. Get me untied,” Aleena whispered harshly.

“I can’t, giving you your powers back could cause you to do great harm to me right now,” he said untrusting of the elf. “Why would you want free? They’ll ask question and want to know how you got away. It’s to risky, we must just stay here for now. My beautiful queen.”

Aleena threw a horrified look to the man. “Let me free and I swear I’ll do all in my power to help you.” Aleena wondered why he kept calling her ‘queen,’ and why he mentioned Dash specifically, but those questions would need to wait.

“How will we escape though? I can’t be this way around them or they’ll destroy me.” He looked her feeling as if he were betraying her trust but knowing he had to feel this way. “I am sorry but, I don’t see how I can convince them that you got away.” He worried too much; what reason would Jester even have to care? He didn’t want the girl, only the demon did.

“You can teleport us! I’ve seen you do so twice before.”

“What if I’m called by him? Not to mention I have to touch you to teleport you and I risk becoming the demon again,” he warned.

“A risk you’ll have to take. I can’t help you if you don’t help me.” The elf struggled against the ropes for a show of defiance.

He leaned against her, reaching towards the ropes but stopped. The man looked down and quickly brought his lips to hers. Aleena chose to allow it, not because she wanted it (or had a real choice) -- but she desperately needed his help. Even though the man seemed friendly enough, he readily admitted he was hated by Dash. Their lips met, derailing the elf’s train of though. She gazed at the man and screamed as he returned to his hideous demonic form.

Dios laughed at her. “What’s wrong? Expecting someone else, Elf?” he mocked her as his hands toyed with her breast. “Feel this.” He made a fireball within his hand without any remorse he ran it along her thigh letting the elf scream in pain as he chuckled at her expense.

Aleena screamed terribly. Her flesh burned and skin peeled. The pain was excruciating and tears quickly welled up in her eyes. “Nooo! Stop, please!”

“Give me what I want then,” he said harshly. He had no remorse even for her. A woman he knew he cared for in both forms. Leaning down he pressed his lips to hers again forcing his tongue into her mouth.

Aleena bit the demon’s tongue. She had no idea what he wanted and would be quite like to voice her protest.

The demon pulled away with a growl, “Bitch!” he said before slapping her. “How dare you bite me?!” He was getting angry but he calmed himself down so he wouldn’t lose control of the situation.

“What do you want? Why are you hurting me?” asked the elf. The inevitable answer made her tremble with fear.

“I want you, now,” he said with an evil smile. “Your body and your heart, give it to me and you can be set free,” he told her confident in himself.

Kind of leaves off at that point. We'll pick up on this one in piece that leads directly to the Mission Finale, but for now, we'll jump back to Ozzie and Dash for a few pieces for the rest of their pre Finale stories.