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Renshu felt an overwhelming fear, that chilled him to the bone. He had come here for the first time. His grandfather who was his only haven was nowhere to be found. He had never dreamed, not even in the wildest of nightmares, that Fate had this in store for him.
He was just the ten-year-old son of the Sect Leader of the Li Sect, Li Shing, who was now being taken somewhere, bundled up in a stinking sack.

'Yuck, this sack is so smelly and dirty,' he thought, wrinkling up his nose in disgust. He had dozed off, for how long he didn't know, after screaming his lungs sore. He had gotten a few punches which had bruised the side of his lips. He winced in pain.
Renshu didn't scream anymore, after waking up.

' They hit me hard.'

' Maybe, if I am a good boy, they will let me go back to Grandpa. Then I will go home, and never come here again.'

' Anyhow, there's no point in screaming myself hoarse. There's no one to hear me cry for help anyway.'

' Where am I being taken? I can't see anything from here. There is not even a slit in the cloth.'

"OUCH!!!" he cried, as the sack containing him was dumped on the ground. He hissed in pain. The mouth of the sack opened, and he scrambled out.

Imagine the horror that hit him like a mace, when he saw that there were not one, not two, but three men standing in front of him, with malicious grins plastered on their faces.

Renshu opened his mouth to scream, but before he could even find his voice, he was hauled off.
"WHO ARE YOU?! WHERE- ARE- YOU- TAKING- ME?!?!" he yelled.

"Shut up, rascal."

His eyes widened at the vulgar language. "LET ME GO, YOU INFESTED TURNIPS!! TAKE ME BACK TO MY GRANDPA!!! LET ME GO!!! LEAVE ME RIGHT NOW!!"

The three men guffawed.
"Oh my, Little Boy is shouting at us! I'm so scared."
"He wants his Grandpa! Grandpa will punish us, huh?"
"Grandpa, where are you? Please come and save me, these people are taking me away!"
"Don't you worry, boy, we will take good care of you, really good care of you."
The three rogues teased and burst out laughing.

Renshu desperately tried to free himself from the strong clutches. He kicked and thrashed around in vain. His unsuccessful struggle made them sneer at him.

How could a ten-year-old boy be of any match to three grown-ass thugs in terms of strength?

The three hefty rogues dragged a squirming and writhing Renshu, down a deserted alley which was dark even during the day. One couldn't help but imagine how hair raising it must be at nightfall.
They easily overpowered him and jeered. Renshu broke down into frightened sobs, not knowing what was going to happen to him.

' I want Mom.'

The thugs, to him, were vultures, exceedingly eager vultures, waiting for their prey to turn into a carcass and their meal.

His tearful eyes almost popped out of his sockets when he felt grimy hands tear his clothes apart, revealing his soft, milky skin. His lips contorted into a scream, "NO!!! LEAVE ME!!! LET ME GO!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!! PLEASE LEAVE ME!!!"
He was about to scream some more, but all that came out was a shrill, muffled, "MMMMPH MMMM-MMMMM-MMMMPH!!! MMMMMNNNNPPHHH!!! MMMPH MMMPH!!!" He had been gagged, the gag made out of filthy rags.
His wrists were pinned down quickly, and bound together with the shredded remains of his robes, so tightly that he felt bruises. His fingers began to go numb out of the smarting pain, and it wouldn't be long before they became cold due to the stoppage of blood circulation.

The gag was suddenly replaced by bitter intoxicating liquor that burned its way down his throat, reducing Renshu's shriek to a shrill muffled gurgle. He choked and wheezed on the horrible taste and stench.

His eyes, which were puffed up from crying, kept shedding tears, even as the liquor coursed through his blood and he felt his limbs go numb. He felt the chilly damp air raise goosebumps on his skin and came to the dreadful realisation that he was naked.

His vision was hazy with tears, darkened. His entire body felt like lead, and he could do nothing other than shifting his legs in a slurred manner. He miserably failed to keep the prying hands and eyes from raking his legs and fondling his modesty, like a child playing with a toy of sudden interest.

'Mom... Dad... Please take me ho-'

"MMMMMNNNNPPHHH!!!! MMMH MMM..."

"MMMMM-MMMMMNNNNPPHHH!!"

"Oh fuck..."

"Yeah, oh man.."

Pain.
Ripping him apart.
Tearing him open over and over again.

His eyes shot open and clenched closed at the repeated foreign agonizing intrusions on his backside. Helpless tears rolled down and disappeared into his hairline.

' I want Mom, I want Dad... Please take me home...'

' I will always be a good boy, promise... Why are you punishing me like this?... What kind of punishment is this?...'

' Please someone... Anyone... Please.. take them away...'

" MMMMH MMNN MMMMH," Renshu sobbed. ' Please let me go... Please... I will never ask for extra candy again...'

"MMMMMNNNNPPHHH MMMMM-MMMMMNNNNPPHHH MMMMMNNNNPPHHH MMMMM-MMMMMNNNNPPHHH!!!!!!!"

There was not a soul to lend ears to his pitiful pleas. No one ever came there, who would even suspect? Who would think of looking there?
No one.
No one.

There was no one to save him.

The bastards pounded him over and over again, till he lost count of how many times he felt his life being torn out of him.
' Please don't... Let me go... Please... Mom... Dad... Please take me home... Please take me home....'

"MMMMMNNN... MMMMH MMMMMNNNNPPHHH!!! MMMM..."

The ripping pain kept eating him; it was all too murderous and merciless.

Renshu felt like his whole body would fall to pieces. He couldn't fathom anything anymore.
His voice had gone hoarse and was now as broken as his body from all the screaming, which, of course, no one had time to listen to.

His petite body was littered with bleeding cuts, black and blue bruises, red and purple blood clots, and scratches made by fingernails. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his whole body shook out of the pain that the scoundrels took turns to inflict upon him, without any kind of preparations, without any mercy. It almost seemed like this was done purely out of killing intent.

' Grandpa... Please find me... I am going to die... I want to play my qin to the new music score that I learnt... Please take me home...'

Silence, brute moans and grunts of those beasts, and faint noise indicating that the market was nearby were the only replies to the sobs that he heaved.

In broad daylight, in a dark alley, he was being ruthlessly gang-raped, amidst the hustle and bustle of an utterly normal every day.
His being was shattered by the animalistic greed and lust of three bloody scoundrels, who had taken really good advantage of the crowded market.
They had pulled him down there, to rip him out, tear his body, and taint it with their rotten ejaculations and excruciating pain.
They had pulled him down there, to smash his soul and then patch it up with agony.
Fear.
Pain.
DESPAIR.

' Please let me go....' Renshu silently begged his whole body hurting, due to being eaten on a hard, stone-cold floor.
He struggled against the bonds on his wrists, the pain in his butt lash in tidal waves over him, slowly killing him.
His bruises and cuts throbbed.
The skin of his bound wrists scraped against the binds, as he struggled to free his hands, the friction drawing blood which painted the cloth red.

' Please let me go....'

"Mmm... NGHH..."
"Oh yeah... I'm c-close..."

' I want to hear Dad play his flute again... Nuoyan... I want to go home... I won't ask for candy anymore...'

"Ah... Shit... Oh my God!!"

' Promise.'

"Mmh..."

His warm tears flowed like unending rivulets down the sides of his face.
His sobs shook his body to the very core.

' I will be a good boy... Promise...'

Darkness came as his messiah. Renshu leaned into its soothing touch, as slowly, he felt his body go numb... Numb, even to the pain.
He opened his eyes for the last time and looked at the sky and the walls around him. His eyes began to droop.

' Grandpa... Mom... Dad... Someone... Anyone... Please help me... Please... Take me away from here... I don't want to...'

Salty drops oozed out for the last time, before those beautiful hazel orbs closed, with a silent plea.

' Ren doesn't want to die... Ren wants to go home.'

Well, this is the third update... Now I am gonna rant.
The school in which I studied has been involved in rescue activities especially of sex trafficking. My friend's dad works there so I came to know of this case of a nine years old boy who was trafficked to the southern part of my country. He was sold off as a prostitute.
They desperately tried to rescue him, but they always met with dead ends because before they reached, the boy was sold off. We came to know that he was sold off to different people at slave auctions each week. And at last, one day, the rescue people found the dead body of the kid. He was raped multiple times or gang-raped and then murdered.

I was so angry that I started crying... What the fuck, like he's just a kid... How sick can people be?!?! I couldn't eat dinner and bawled my eyes out the whole night.
Rape is sinful enough, and now paedophilia?!?! How more sick can these assholes be? And these people call lesbian, gays, bisexuals, transgenders, pansexuals, mentally sick. If this is mentally sick, then they are psychopaths.
You know what, I feel like stabbing them with my knives and chopping off their filthy dicks and killing them. But killing them a million times will never suffice for those unfortunate individuals, sadly.

I have written this, not because I support rape as a dark theme, this is just to vent out my anger and anguish... I know of know another way other than words.

Thank you for listening to my rant.

Also, thank you very much for reading and voting and commenting... You all make me smile...

Hope I am living up to your expectations.
I will update real soon again...
Lots of love,
Erus555.