DISCLAIMER : Rape, violence, language.

AMBER BROWN.

Was there any will left to live? Any atempts left to be made? Amber could feel herself lipping. her wrld had been up-turned five days earlier and only now was she losing footing. Amber's reckoning was upon her. Though body be broken and bruised, it was her ind that was crushed.

William grabbed her right arm so crudely, clearly sensing her weakened mental state. A true opportunistic preditor. He dragged her towards the table, spitting venomous words her mind little absorbed. She had turned herself into a shell. Empty, this was her last line of defense.

The sprinklers were still on, somehow. Was illiam some kind of supernatural entity? She was in a world where nothing made sense. The cold metal electrified her back. She was completely soaked to the bone and countless shivers found their way down her spine. Her hair fell back over the table. She felt his cld hands probe her body, reaching her supple breasts and his firm member pressing on he stomack. She regreed, in that moment, having taken DR. Shepherd up on his offer.

William made quick work removing her skirt. Every effort  she had made earlier to foil his evil intent only seeemed to fuel him and weaken her so why bother? He had positioned himself prime and ready to enter her, to defile her. ike they did s many times befre, the ir eyes still battled defiantly. H e had never trly scared her, not on a fundamental level and her eyes more than screamed that. She didn't turn away. Then she caught a faulter right in those devil blue eyes. 

'That's right! Hes's a paraffiliac!' she thought to herself.  She couldn't show any sighns of pain, easy enough...damn!'

''I've never seen you this quiet'' William said with a grin.

''What? Am I ruining the mood?'' she bounced back, similar smile on her cut mouth.

With a flare of anger, he moved his groin from her and there was her opening. Her innapropriately timed humour had come to her rescue, take that psychology 101. She turned to see her stilletto, still sat on the steel wet table. she grasped it tight and swang for William's head.  a shattering scream left his head as the heel of her pointed shoe sunk into the inner reaches of his ear.

The damage was clearly done because he fell  down a  hundread dollar shoe sticking out of the side of his head. She stepped down to the floor pool and slipped quickly into his grey sweatpants and her bloody soaking and tattered whiite blouse. Endless red ooze soaked down the side of William's head and just then, the steel dor beeped open. The sound of relief. She had definitely lived those moments in that room for what seemed like an eternity. 

She ran out into the hall, swarming orderlies and what she'd  assume were Lee's taskforce flew past her. She saw John and jumped into his arms.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Sorry that took so long but, updates from now on. Also I had to do some rewrites that's why this chapter is sooo short but no worries, the rest are standard length, mostly.

Missed you and see you at the next one.... Which is cong later today.