I'll warn everyone before you open this; this post is slightly disturbing and makes me want to cry for Emma

[hider=What Happens in the Underground] "...We'd actually be doin' the boss a favor..."

The voice woke Emma, who was highly disappointed that her hands were still bound and that she was stuck in a cold cell. A favor? What could he have possibly meant by- Emma's heart dropped as she saw two men - Raiders - approach the doors. She sat up from the corner of the cell and set her eyes in a cold stare. One of them grinned impishly through the bars. He had long, blond hair that poked at his shoulders. "Hey there sweetheart." As Emma pushed herself back against the corner with her boots, smiled again. "No, don't worry... We ain't gonna hurt a pretty little thing like you." He opened the cell with a ring of keys and entered while his buddy stood guard. "Just - uh - wanna get to know ya better." He came uncomfortably close to Emma and dropped into a crouch.

"G-get away from me..." Emma stammered, her shaky voice surprising her. The man dropped his hand down to touch her arm, and he caressed her arm slowly. Emma couldn't help the fugitive tear that coursed her cheek as he touched her. 

"Now, now, darling; No need to cry." He gripped her chin with his fingers and came close to hers. "My name is Hex... maybe I can put a spell on you?" He said quietly and pulled her face to his and kissed her lips. Emma pulled back forcibly, knocking her head against the wall painfully. She violently spit between sobs, trying to get the wretched taste out of her mouth. He tasted horrible and Emma thought she would rather eat molding bread than taste that again. "Oh, c'mon now... Wasn't that bad, was it?" Emma lifted her head and tried to yell for help, but he quickly put a large hand over her mouth. Tears continued to stream from Emma's eyes, and Hex slowly put a hand under her soccer jersey and gripped her stomach. Emma screamed into his hand and slid herself from his hands. Hex held onto her jeans, pulling the waistband a few inches from her waist. Emma tightened her legs, and before he could do anything, the other raider whispered to his friend. "Someone's coming hex!" Hex's eyes widened momentarily. He gave here one last kiss that lasted a few seconds bolting out and leaving the cell door open. 

Emma lay on the ground, sobbing violently. She prayed to God that it was Bex and not Tyler. The old man seemed to show sympathy for her, and sympathy was better that the feeling hex would've given her. She lay, sobbing uncontrollably with her jeans undone and her shirt pulled to the top of her stomach, waiting for the man to come. [/hider]