Violent Fetish

Garnet questioned in a loud authorize tone, her tone she used when placed in royalty. Zidane kept walking, he pretended he didn't notice her. Just leave me alone. I'm an empty vessel now...

The dark and sinister like castle of Pandemonium seemed to go one forever. It was almost forgotten where the entrance was...and it seemed apparent there was no exit. This, Pandemonium, was where Garland created the genome vessels, and gathered souls...also, where his now discovered brother Kuja had grown up. Zidane almost slightly wished he had a memory, fantasizing his past life...but only slightly unsure of what to fantasize about.

"Zidane please! You're not alone! I want to protect you as you have protected me!" Garnet tried to reassure, but was futile. Zidane had now completely tuned her out. She attempted to chase him, flying at him from behind and wrapping her arms around his shoulders to prevent him from leaving. Zidane's reaction was no closer to peaceful, to the sight of a dead animal. Swinging his arms and in the process smashing his elbow into Garnets chest, causing her to fly back. "Just leave me alone!" He screamed as he limped his way from the room. Garnet sat shocked and deeply hurt, emotionally wounded.

Zidane wandered aimlessly through the castle, lost, mentally, emotionally and literally. Pandemonium was so large, he was sure he had passed the same place more than once. He finally came to a window, tinted dark, making Terra look lifeless and artificial. Heh, so this is my home I have longed for... He pressed his face into the glass, staring endlessly at the blue tinted landscape of Terra. BranBul not too far away, he could see endless tall mushroom like trees, they looked like plastic in his opinion. He remembered Garland's words, vaguely.

"Kuja...my brother..." He felt no emotion at the thought. But was a little more then shocked, as shocked as a soulless, emotion empty, genome could be, to the sound of a honey, elegant voice sneak up behind him, the familiar voice of dignity, arrogance, and pride...the voice of none other than Kuja himself. Zidane almost didn't even fathom the thought that it was Kuja, he was more fixed on the thought. Why would Kuja, Kuja of all people, come here? Garland say he hates Terra, especially him, and especially Pandemonium.

"Hahaha, so you have finally come too? You know of your past, and your heritage." He didn't even speak to him in an enemy like tone, the threatening angry, one he used when he felt insulted. Zidane only blinked. Kuja placed a passionate hand on his brother's shoulder. "Ah, an empty vessel he has made you...what a waste, but at the same time I could very simply take advantage of the fact." With that came an evil scheming grin. Zidane really could only comprehend two reasons, neither of them made him the least bit intimidated.

"What do you say? How about before I kill you and your miserable friends..." His voice sounding sultry, and seductive. An intimate touch to the groin made Zidane finally come to realize what his enemy, his brother actually meant. "Please...no," the monotone and unsure voice of Zidane finally stated. Kuja didn't take him seriously at all. He continued his procedure, Zidane only continued to stare blankly into the land of Terra, the village of BranBul, and all the blueness that was slowly fading into an orange hue, with the setting sun. Why is he doing this to me, is he taking advantage of the fact Garland has taken my soul? Will he plan to take my life after? I cannot let him, but he wont listen, it doesn't matter, I guess I'm a piece of meat. Garland told me he was my brother??? Maybe it was a lie. Zidane leaned back, evading Kuja's molesting hand. "Garlan...he says you're my brother?" Zidane asked with a toneless voice, as if no matter what the response would be, he wouldn't care. He now leaned back onto the window, his backside pressing into the glass.

"That is true...What's your point...brother?"

Zidane gave him the only expression he had expressed in the hour. An expression of horror, being disturbed and fearful at the same moment "But...that's not right." Kuja grinned evilly, his beautiful woman like face showing an evil childlike, devious grin.

"You make it seem like you have somewhat of a choice???" Kuja said, his tone threatening and mocking. Zidane thought about this meaning of a second and panic struck him like a bolt of lightning. Instantly trying to run, but all attempts failed miserably, as his body was soon thrown to the floor with a bolt of Thundaga smashed into him. Kuja obviously was the origin of such an attack.

"Ahhhhh!" he screamed in pain. He was paralyzed for few seconds, which allowed Kuja to simply straddle himself on his back, and not allow him to move. "You bastard, I hate you!!!!" Zidane screamed in anger as he squirmed and tossed. Kuja leaned down, his lips gently caressing his jawbone. Responding with a giddy girly tone "And as I hate you, my Brother..."

The blonde genome laid panting and warn out, soon discovering he was unable to escape. "Don't worry Zidane, I am sure you will enjoy this, I know you love me, Hahahahaha..." His laugh was sharp and taunting.

"Fuck you!" Zidane screamed while trying to escape some more.

Kuja became silent, he thought a moment before adding; "Hey, hey, hey, I think you got the wrong idea somewhere, I'm raping you here, that doesn't mean I am going to allow you to ride, mwahahahahahaha!!!" Laughing evilly at his little joke that Zidane did not find funny in the least. "And just incase of more struggle my little soulless genome..." His voice died as he concentrated his MP and cast "Slow" on Zidane, preventing him from any fast escape or attack.

Zidane gave up completely. Not caring in this matter anymore, he laid silently as Kuja stripped his of his pants, simply tossing them aside. Kuja then removed his thong gracefully, exposing his half-erect member. Zidane almost forgot what was happening, when the grasp of his head was in Kuja's power, and that half-hard cock was pointed at his mouth. Zidane only sighed and tried to turn his head to the side. This only was displeasing Kuja, who then dug his fingernails into Zidane's foreskin and pinching him un-mercifully, forcing Zidane to cry out in pain, and comply, opening his mouth and taking the member in quickly.

"Mmm" Kuja groaned from the back of his throat. "Uhhh, oh yes make sure you suck it good and hard with all the saliva your little mouth can produce, that's the only lubricant you will receive. Hahahah." Kuja let out few deep moans when Zidane made his tongue slide up and down the shaft. Kuja had already pushed it past Zidane's gag reflex, which he was struggling not to cough and spew. Zidane's teeth slightly gliding over the member, making the idea of biting Kuja pass through his head. Kuja had already picked up on that thought and pinched his foreskin again. "Don't even think about it, or would you rather I fuck your ass now until you bleed and leave you here dead for our friends to find?" Zidane complied and gave up the thought. His mind has cleared, he couldn't think past this moment, he felt sick and gross. Kuja now withdrawing his penis from his brother's mouth, and positioning it at the entrance of Zidane's ass. With a few seconds of suspense, Zidane bit his lip in fear and screamed out in pain as Kuja quickly and un-mercifully entered his virgin hole.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Zidane screamed out in agony, as Kuja did not even allow him to adjust, only thrusting harder and harder each time. Grunting and enjoying the feeling of Zidane's tightness, and the sound of his hated brother screaming in pain, louder and louder each time, which mainly was driving him wilder and wilder with raging pleasure. Zidane was already bleeding, pre-cum and blood dripping from him. Kuja had came with an exploding burst. He let out a final moan before removing his now smaller limp cock from Zidane and quickly dressing his thong back over his manhood. Zidane laid on the ground in tears, still whimpering in pain and fear. Kuja wiped the sweat from his forehead, fixing his hair and caught his breath. "Aha, now thanks to you I should be able to reach Trance. That was fun, let's do it again one day...oh wait, I'll be killing you very soon, oh well. Tah" he carelessly waved and left Zidane alone in the corridor.