[It was not something he was proud of, that someone had gotten the best of him, grabbed him and knocked him out before he could even realize what was happening. He could not even grab for his tome, which would not have helped him either way- not where he was going.
No, because when he woke up, it was in the caves of somewhere, and he had attempted to resist whatever was happening. He had no powers, though, so once he found that out- he simply used what techniques he knew from the days of training with the Professor, and Ferdinand. Hubert, with his size, was able to punch a guard, toss another over his shoulder, but immediately he was stopped, zapped and attacked. He was beaten so badly, his clothes ripped at and torn, and in the midst of the torment, he a rope had been tied around his neck and he had been dragged to the chambers, with everyone else.
He was in another one than Ruby, not with her, and he had no idea that she had been kidnapped, as well. He had been taken to the hose, beaten for not acting like how a Submissive should- and once Hubert understood the game, a couple days in, he finally got food and a hot shower. How, you ask? Well, they wanted a Submissive, so he had to pretend he had no qualms with going off with a guard, getting on his knees and servicing him. It was not a proud moment for Hubert whatsoever, but now he was used to Duplicity, and the act was simply a means to get what he wanted.
Hubert would have his revenge on those men, he would.
Meanwhile, in another area....
A man had grabbed for Ruby by the back of her neck, a guard, and he yanked her towards another area in the caves. It was just a rounded area for sleeping, cut off by just a tarp. He pushed her so she would have to brace against the cave wall, or else hit her head. There was a bedroll in this area, and he definitely intended to take her to that.
The guard laughed, and then pointed his gun at her.]
Strip.
[The guard had no idea that above the caves, the signal was found, and people were beginning to rush in to save others. But not yet, all they both knew down here was that he had a gun, and he was threatening her unless she did as she was told.]
[She doesn't manage to brace herself well before the back of her head hits the wall, stars erupting in her vision for a moment because of the pain. It takes yet another moment for her to process what's going on, and that's when fear hits her. She'd been refusing thus far, saying that it was part of her contract that she could only do things with her Dominant, and that had gotten them to leave her alone. They practically ignored her, refusing her food and showers because of it.
But now there was a gun pointed at her and she knew — and felt — far to weak to do anything after the past few days. She had nothing to protect herself with and very little strength thanks to the conditions she was dealing with.
She puts her hands up, tentatively, her voice shaking:]
My... my Dominant wouldn't... want that? Can't you put that down? Please.
[But she gets the feeling this guy isn't going to care about that.]
[The guard seemed to grow more irritated when she replied in such a way, and he let out an annoyed sound as he put away his rifle. But, it was because he took out a pistol, and slowly pulled a hunting knife out from it's sheath.
Again he pointed a gun at her, now walking closer, his knife always out pointed at her.]
You think I give a fuck about a contract? Look where you are.
Okay. Okay, I will. Just—you don't need to threaten me.
[Her eyes dart between the guard, and the knife and pistol. She knows she can't fight back, and she doesn't want to die. Not here, not like this. She wants so much more than this. And she knows that if something happened here, given the situation, she'd have no guarantee she'd get the help she needed.
It doesn't take long for her to make her decision, and with shaky hands she starts to pull off her sweater.
But she's moving slowly, her hands shaking and struggling with the task at hand due to the sheer amount of fear coursing through her veins.]
[The guard watched with anticipation, his tongue snaked out to lick at his lips as he watched her. It was then he heard something down the cavern, something loud, shooting, yelling, and he had a feeling something was happening.
She was going too slow!
So the guard now holstered his pistol, his knife in hand, and he walked closer to Ruby.]
Too slow.
[He hissed at her, grabbing at her sweater, the knife dragging from her collar, down, ripping through her clothing, cutting it open. If she tried to struggle, he now grabbed a fistful of her hair, pushing her head back against the wall of the cave, his knife moving underneath the middle of her bra, cutting it open as well. Then, he hooked it inside her skirt, cutting that off and her underwear as well.
It was a blur, a flurry of quick movements as he pushed her against the wall, as he cut off her clothing, and once it was done he took her and threw her down to the ground. He put his knife back in its spot at his belt, and with her on the ground he grabbed at the bulge in his pants.]
I'm gonna fuck you so hard, I want you bleeding on my dick.
[He again hissed it out to her, now pouncing on top of her, yanking her ripped clothing off. He was now pinning her to the ground as he stayed on top of her, her naked form underneath him as he grabbed at her breasts, as he fondled her and laughed.]
[If asked later, Ruby would say that this was the scariest thing that had ever happened in her life... and it's not like scary things were necessarily rare in Duplicity. The guard, indeed, has to grab a fistful of her hair because of the struggle, and there's a yelp as she gets thrown to the ground. The sound of yelling and shooting from the cavern only serves to fuel her fears for the moment, though.
What the hell is going on???
She doesn't have a chance to really focus on it, though, because when she's thrown down, and she hears his words, she starts to try to struggle against him.]
Don't, please, I—I'll do anything else, just—
[It's her begging, trying to find a way out of the situation even as her breasts—also covered in bruises—were roughly fondly. She can't help but cry out in pain and try to push the guard off, even if she knows there's little chance she'll succeed.]
[The guard was laughing as she tried to struggle, as she tried to push him away. He open hand slapped her across her face, and then grabbed for her hands, pinning them on either side of her head.]
No way- I've been watching you for days, you're the cutest Sub here. I wanna fuck you so bad.
[He leaned down to her, tongue out as he licked at her cheek, as he now tried to kiss her, his hard bugle pressing against her as he bucked up and humped her body underneath him, the only barrier was his own clothing.]
Get off of me! Please! I mean it, I'll do anything except that—!
[She squirms under him, trying to get away. It's gross that he thinks she's the cutest Sub. If it had been any other situation, she'd be fine with it, but she doesn't want this and she can't get free and the slap just hurt more with the bruises that she already had. There's no stopping the tears that start to slip down her face from the terror of knowing what's going to happen and not having any ability to stop it.
The sounds of shooting and yelling at getting closer, though. She's not sure she'd be heard yet, but—maybe once it gets a little closer... she's going to bide her time, even if she feels disgusting in the moment.]
[It didn't mean anything to the guard at the moment, her struggles were going unheard, or rather, he didn't care. He liked her struggling, and he brought both her wrists together so he could hold them in his gloved hand.]
I don't care what else you want to do.
[He was undoing his belt with one hand, unzipping himself, and he took his (small) dick out from his pants, and he grabbed it to rub it against her pelvis, making her feel his slick head of his penis.]
Feel that? You'll be screaming in a second.
[And he laughed as he now tried to angle himself, daring to push it inside her.]
[She can feel him pressing against her lips, daring to get closer to her entrance and getting ready to plunge himself in, and she knows it's going to hurt. She's drier than the Sahara and desperately doesn't want this, it's nothing like it was with any of her partners in Duplicity. They always made sure she was taken care of and ready so that it wouldn't hurt, and this guy wasn't keen on doing any of that.
So she keeps trying to wiggle her way out of the way, making the process that much harder for him.
And she screams, loudly, trying to ensure that she's heard amongst the clamor coming their way.]
[The guard seemed to struggle to try to get his dick in her, she was wiggling, moving, fighting, and he was grunting and holding her down as he tried, now getting frustrated.
And then she started to scream, and struggle, and he now gave her another swift punch to the face to try and shut her up.]
Shut up, you slut!
[He was now frantically trying to insert himself into her, since there was yelling down the caverns, shooting, people grunting, chaos- and he had a feeling their time was up for kidnapping.
What happened next might be a blur for Ruby... but for Hubert, it was a nightmare.
He had managed to escape with the other captives as people were coming in to save them, attacking guards, and he was also running through the crowd. He had not seen anyone else he cared for, none of his partners, until he heard Ruby's voice, her screams.
He followed her sound down a cavern, towards a tarped area, and once he pulled back the tarp that's when he saw it. Saw that man on top of a naked Ruby, saw her covered in grime, bruises, and saw him punch her as he tried to insert himself.
The anger that Hubert felt was unfathomable.
He immediately ran over to them, he took that knife out of that man's belt, and he grabbed for his hair to yank his head back. He then sank the knife into his eyesocket, only to drag it across his nose, skewering the other eye, and he sprayed blood from how hard and quick Hubert just blinded him.
Hubert tossed him to the side as he now screamed and grabbed at his face, not knowing what was happening. Only for Hubert to now be standing there, knife in hand dripping with blood, and he was panting as he looked over at the guard.
Hubert was here, her knight, her hero.]
How does it feel- to be penetrated by me?! To be left alone and wriggling in the dark! You disgusting swine!
[The punch manages to stun her for a moment, her movements stilling, but—thankfully, that's when Hubert appears. The moment is a blur, and she won't remember the details later, but—
While Hubert's dealing with the man and giving him what he deserves, Ruby's scrambling back, trying to grab the rags of her clothes to cover herself even though they aren't going to do much of anything anymore.
And she sobs, relief flooding through her because she recognizes that voice, even if all she can do in the moment is curl up in a ball and sob, shivering from pain and adrenaline and panic. She couldn't care less about what happens to the guard now that Hubert has him, and she'll let him do whatever he wants as she tries to put herself back together. She just wants to get to safety, somehow, so that she can scrub the grime and the touch of the creep off of her.
Hubert deserves the enrichment of murder, though.]
[Oh this is indeed enrichment for him, because as the man is writhing around, screaming, he knew that Ruby had scrambled away. He would check on her in a moment, he needed to deal with this man who dared to touch her.
He tried grabbing for his pistol at his holster, but Hubert was upon him, jumping on him, slicing at his wrist so he dropped the gun and he gushed blood from the deep gash.]
You thought to rape my Ruby, and you thought you could get away with it?! Aahh, how I will enjoy slowly killing you!
[The man yelled as he attempted to swipe at Hubert with a fist, only for it to miss in his blind frenzy, and Hubert grabbed his hand, the knife slicing off a finger, only for Hubert to take that appendage and shove it inside the man's mouth.]
Bite down on that, will you? This will hurt.
[He said in such a sickly evil voice, shoving the knife in against the side of his neck, and he pulled the blade across him, slicing open his throat, blood gushing out from the jugular, spraying Hubert as the man yelled and gargled and choked.
And then eventually he was quiet, stilled, and all that was left in the cavern was the sound of Hubert panting, and Ruby crying.
Thus, Hubert stood up from his prey and walked over to Ruby, falling down to his knees in front of her, that knife falling, and with his hands covered in blood he touched for her face.]
[She's still sobbing, barely registering what's happening but at least acknowledging that the guy is dead. Or at least, she assumes now that it's quiet.
But she reaches out for Hubert, grabbing for him and diving into his arms so that she can keep crying. She doesn't care that he's covered in blood. Just that he appeared when she needed him most, again. Her small body is still shivering because of the cold in the caverns and everything else, but she feels safe again.]
Hubert! You—you have the best timing, you know that?
[Hubert immediately grabbed for her, wrapping his arms around her as the shooting continued out in the caverns, the carnage and the chaos. He let her cold, naked body, cry against him, but he was moving back only to grab for his own white shirt, covered in grime and sweat and blood, and he took it off to put it on over her head. His shirt was a long sleeve, firmly white, and was big enough on her it was like a dress.
But, she was covered, and he placed his hands on either side of her face, looking at her. He was more bruised than her, lips split, body bruised and he looked covered in purple bruises as well. He hated how she was also bruised, her black eye, everything. He grit his teeth as he hugged her to his shirtless chest.]
I almost...did not make it.
[His heart clenched at the thought.]
Rescuers came, from above. We are getting out of here. That is the only reason I was able to leave, to hear your screams, to find you.
[She doesn't want to think about what could have almost happened when she was safe, and she relaxes a little once Hubert's shirt was on her, covering her, so that she wouldn't have to try to escape while naked.]
But you did.
[She says simply, her grip on him tightening again... before a hand comes up to touch his face, letting a thumb brush against the bruises lightly. She frowns, wishing she could heal him.]
And now we can get out. Right? They're really rescuing us?
[Hubert seemed to be nodding in her grasp, everything hurt on his body but he did not care- his own feelings and pain did not concern him, the only thing he was thinking about was how badly did they torture his poor Ruby? How much did she suffer? He wanted to kill them all for daring to bring her to tears.
Hubert now scooped her up into his arms, carrying her bridal style, cradling her and holding her against him as he stood up to his full height, holding her in his arms.]
Yes- in the chaos I was able to slip away, that's how I heard you... screaming.
[He held her as he walked, stopping at the corpse so he could quickly kneel down and grab and pick up his pistol. Hubert did not know how to use it, but he could figure it out. Point and pull the trigger.]
Let us go.
[As he held her, as he put the pistol into his pocket on the way out from the tarped area and into the caverns, into where people where yelling and running.]
[He'll notice she's lighter than before, too, due to the lack of food when they had refused to feed her. She clings to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and trying to pull comfort from the fact that Hubert is there, even in the midst of the chaos.]
You're my hero, Hubert. Again.
[And she's forever thankful for it. Thankful for someone who cares. Thankful for the fact that he was the one that turned around to help when he heard her screams, even despite his own injuries.]
Are you going to be okay? You're hurt pretty badly... I can walk if it's too much, too.
[He felt like perhaps this might be a trend, one where he continues to become her savior, her hero, and he had no qualms protecting her- he just hated he had to do it in the first place.
As he held her in his arms and trotted down the hall, he shook his head at her words, refusing to let go of her.]
My wounds are not my concern, they do not bother me- I will not let you go, not during this.
[He could be treated later, he thought, he couldn't afford to set her down and have someone else grab her, even with his face bruised, swollen, his lip and eyebrows busted open and bloody, from when he had been beaten before.]
[She kind of gets it, knowing that he wants to keep her safe. She's a little worried about him all the same, worried about what's going on with him and what exactly happened to him, but she's more than glad to just... cling to him, too. Ruby settles herself in against his chest.]
I don't want to be safe until you are. We need to be safe together. Kalim knows how to heal, maybe we could stop by my place in the Down—?
[Because she fully intends on trying to put Hubert first.]
We can think about it once we're out.
[But there's a giant crowd of people heading in a direction that seemingly is the way out, given how many of them look battered and broken and are trying to escape.]
[Hubert just shook his head, truly not even wanting to deal with himself. He never did think of himself much, he always put others before him, their safety and their concerns- and his priorities regarding his own health were never put into question.]
Dorothea can heal as well. You are staying with me.
[The anger bubbled up and boiled within him, his words sound so harsh between his teeth. He continued to carry her, through the mass of people as they seemed to be running with the crowd.
That was, until there were more gunshots and Hubert hid behind a cave wall, just as several people were shot and killed in front of them, their bodies and blood scattering on the floor.
He glanced down another way, finally setting her down so he could grab the pistol out of his pocket.]
You stay behind me, at all times. [He turned to her as he placed a hand on her cheek.]
I will kill whoever attempts to get in our way.
[He heard some guards chuckling from their handiwork, walking towards them, and Hubert made sure to push her behind him.]
[Well. She can't say she's against staying with Hubert after everything that's happened. Or Ferdinand and Dorothea. It'd be safe, at least, and there'd be blissful silence and darkness for sleep.
But the thoughts of potential peace are interrupted when the group in front of them was mowed down. She's never seen so many people die at once, in such a horrific way, and it ends up as one of the many things to momentarily stun her.
Even though Hubert's pushing her behind him, she would've stayed anyway in an attempt to stay safe. And she knows she's useless in this kind of situation anyway. It doesn't stop her from being terrified, though, and she whispers to him:]
Just be careful. I love you.
[Because she doesn't want to imagine having to do anything without him.]
[Hubert nodded back to her, and then he went to go closer to the corner he was at of the cavern, his back to the wall. He was no stranger to battle, and he was accustomed to the scent of blood and death, and the iron smell of blood was heavy and thick as the scent filled the air.
Hubert peeked around the corner, seeing three more guards, all kicking at the dead bodies they just shot, and laughing. It was then that Hubert realized, those three, were the ones that beat him, the ones that made him get on his knees and suck them off. Oh- how sweet their torment and death would be.
Hubert looked down at the gun, then realizing it really required no other skill than aiming, and he dipped out from behind his cover and aimed at them.
Bang bang bang! He fired off three shots, one hitting the guard in the side of the head, the other getting shot in the neck, but the last one got a shot in only his arm, and he turned immediately once he saw his guards go down.
And he seemed to realize who Hubert was, and raised his rifle up, firing, and it happened so quickly Hubert jumped back behind the corner, but felt something burn and dig into his shoulder. He cried out in pain, a hand going up to where he was hit, and feeling blood pouring from his wound.]
[Ruby tried to stay calm. It was hard, but somehow easy at the same time. Her brain wasn't letting her sit and process it, not yet, even though it'd eventually resurface. She needed to stay functional until she could get out of this situation with Hubert. She was determined.
Hubert's a good shot for someone that hasn't got any experience with a gun, though, Ruby notes, as she watches him take out a couple of the guards—but then he misses, enough to where he gets hurt.
Oh no.
Oh no, now is not the time for that kind of disassociation that she can feel coming on. A loved one getting severely hurt is more than enough to cause her to start shutting down her feelings for the moment, and to feel like she's barely in control of her own body.
She presses her hands against Hubert's shoulder, trying to not panic.]
Hubert! Let me, I'll take care of it, I—
[She doesn't know how to use a gun, but she wants to protect him.]
I'll figure it out! Please! We need to figure out your shoulder—put pressure on it to try to keep it from bleeding too much!?
[She assumes that's how it's handled, at least, even as she pleads for him to hand over the gun.]
[Hubert groaned from the burn of the bullet, and with Ruby running over to him, trying to put pressure on the wound. He shook his head back and forth, trying to push her back against the wall of the cavern, his free hand at her shoulder to keep her there.]
No! No- it's alright, I will be alright. Do not move.
[Because he heard that guard getting closer to their corner, his rifle raised up, "Is that you Hubert? You were so good with your mouth earlier, such a good Sub, ain'tcha? Why don't you come on out?"
The guard fired off some warning bullets, hitting the cavern wall around them, to which Hubert pressed his body to hers against the wall like a shield. He clicked his tongue at the man's words, not wanting Ruby to know what he had to do down here, how he was tortured, and that was one of the things that stung his pride.]
That snake... he will die.
[And Hubert raised the pistol up, moved away from Ruby to kneel and dip around the corner, surprising the guard with his new angle and shot upwards, hitting him right in the face, his brains splattering the cave behind him.
And then his body fell to the ground, and Hubert had successfully killed three more guards. He was breathing heavily from the wound, standing up straight to gesture for Ruby to come.]
The coast is clear, we must hurry out of here! Then we will tend to wounds, alright?!
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No, because when he woke up, it was in the caves of somewhere, and he had attempted to resist whatever was happening. He had no powers, though, so once he found that out- he simply used what techniques he knew from the days of training with the Professor, and Ferdinand. Hubert, with his size, was able to punch a guard, toss another over his shoulder, but immediately he was stopped, zapped and attacked. He was beaten so badly, his clothes ripped at and torn, and in the midst of the torment, he a rope had been tied around his neck and he had been dragged to the chambers, with everyone else.
He was in another one than Ruby, not with her, and he had no idea that she had been kidnapped, as well. He had been taken to the hose, beaten for not acting like how a Submissive should- and once Hubert understood the game, a couple days in, he finally got food and a hot shower. How, you ask? Well, they wanted a Submissive, so he had to pretend he had no qualms with going off with a guard, getting on his knees and servicing him. It was not a proud moment for Hubert whatsoever, but now he was used to Duplicity, and the act was simply a means to get what he wanted.
Hubert would have his revenge on those men, he would.
Meanwhile, in another area....
A man had grabbed for Ruby by the back of her neck, a guard, and he yanked her towards another area in the caves. It was just a rounded area for sleeping, cut off by just a tarp. He pushed her so she would have to brace against the cave wall, or else hit her head. There was a bedroll in this area, and he definitely intended to take her to that.
The guard laughed, and then pointed his gun at her.]
Strip.
[The guard had no idea that above the caves, the signal was found, and people were beginning to rush in to save others. But not yet, all they both knew down here was that he had a gun, and he was threatening her unless she did as she was told.]
I wanna see those tits of yours.
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But now there was a gun pointed at her and she knew — and felt — far to weak to do anything after the past few days. She had nothing to protect herself with and very little strength thanks to the conditions she was dealing with.
She puts her hands up, tentatively, her voice shaking:]
My... my Dominant wouldn't... want that? Can't you put that down? Please.
[But she gets the feeling this guy isn't going to care about that.]
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Again he pointed a gun at her, now walking closer, his knife always out pointed at her.]
You think I give a fuck about a contract? Look where you are.
So. Strip. I won't ask you again.
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[Her eyes dart between the guard, and the knife and pistol. She knows she can't fight back, and she doesn't want to die. Not here, not like this. She wants so much more than this. And she knows that if something happened here, given the situation, she'd have no guarantee she'd get the help she needed.
It doesn't take long for her to make her decision, and with shaky hands she starts to pull off her sweater.
But she's moving slowly, her hands shaking and struggling with the task at hand due to the sheer amount of fear coursing through her veins.]
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She was going too slow!
So the guard now holstered his pistol, his knife in hand, and he walked closer to Ruby.]
Too slow.
[He hissed at her, grabbing at her sweater, the knife dragging from her collar, down, ripping through her clothing, cutting it open. If she tried to struggle, he now grabbed a fistful of her hair, pushing her head back against the wall of the cave, his knife moving underneath the middle of her bra, cutting it open as well. Then, he hooked it inside her skirt, cutting that off and her underwear as well.
It was a blur, a flurry of quick movements as he pushed her against the wall, as he cut off her clothing, and once it was done he took her and threw her down to the ground. He put his knife back in its spot at his belt, and with her on the ground he grabbed at the bulge in his pants.]
I'm gonna fuck you so hard, I want you bleeding on my dick.
[He again hissed it out to her, now pouncing on top of her, yanking her ripped clothing off. He was now pinning her to the ground as he stayed on top of her, her naked form underneath him as he grabbed at her breasts, as he fondled her and laughed.]
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What the hell is going on???
She doesn't have a chance to really focus on it, though, because when she's thrown down, and she hears his words, she starts to try to struggle against him.]
Don't, please, I—I'll do anything else, just—
[It's her begging, trying to find a way out of the situation even as her breasts—also covered in bruises—were roughly fondly. She can't help but cry out in pain and try to push the guard off, even if she knows there's little chance she'll succeed.]
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No way- I've been watching you for days, you're the cutest Sub here. I wanna fuck you so bad.
[He leaned down to her, tongue out as he licked at her cheek, as he now tried to kiss her, his hard bugle pressing against her as he bucked up and humped her body underneath him, the only barrier was his own clothing.]
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[She squirms under him, trying to get away. It's gross that he thinks she's the cutest Sub. If it had been any other situation, she'd be fine with it, but she doesn't want this and she can't get free and the slap just hurt more with the bruises that she already had. There's no stopping the tears that start to slip down her face from the terror of knowing what's going to happen and not having any ability to stop it.
The sounds of shooting and yelling at getting closer, though. She's not sure she'd be heard yet, but—maybe once it gets a little closer... she's going to bide her time, even if she feels disgusting in the moment.]
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I don't care what else you want to do.
[He was undoing his belt with one hand, unzipping himself, and he took his (small) dick out from his pants, and he grabbed it to rub it against her pelvis, making her feel his slick head of his penis.]
Feel that? You'll be screaming in a second.
[And he laughed as he now tried to angle himself, daring to push it inside her.]
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So she keeps trying to wiggle her way out of the way, making the process that much harder for him.
And she screams, loudly, trying to ensure that she's heard amongst the clamor coming their way.]
HELP! SOMEONE GET HIM OFF OF ME! PLEASE!
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And then she started to scream, and struggle, and he now gave her another swift punch to the face to try and shut her up.]
Shut up, you slut!
[He was now frantically trying to insert himself into her, since there was yelling down the caverns, shooting, people grunting, chaos- and he had a feeling their time was up for kidnapping.
What happened next might be a blur for Ruby... but for Hubert, it was a nightmare.
He had managed to escape with the other captives as people were coming in to save them, attacking guards, and he was also running through the crowd. He had not seen anyone else he cared for, none of his partners, until he heard Ruby's voice, her screams.
He followed her sound down a cavern, towards a tarped area, and once he pulled back the tarp that's when he saw it. Saw that man on top of a naked Ruby, saw her covered in grime, bruises, and saw him punch her as he tried to insert himself.
The anger that Hubert felt was unfathomable.
He immediately ran over to them, he took that knife out of that man's belt, and he grabbed for his hair to yank his head back. He then sank the knife into his eyesocket, only to drag it across his nose, skewering the other eye, and he sprayed blood from how hard and quick Hubert just blinded him.
Hubert tossed him to the side as he now screamed and grabbed at his face, not knowing what was happening. Only for Hubert to now be standing there, knife in hand dripping with blood, and he was panting as he looked over at the guard.
Hubert was here, her knight, her hero.]
How does it feel- to be penetrated by me?! To be left alone and wriggling in the dark! You disgusting swine!
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While Hubert's dealing with the man and giving him what he deserves, Ruby's scrambling back, trying to grab the rags of her clothes to cover herself even though they aren't going to do much of anything anymore.
And she sobs, relief flooding through her because she recognizes that voice, even if all she can do in the moment is curl up in a ball and sob, shivering from pain and adrenaline and panic. She couldn't care less about what happens to the guard now that Hubert has him, and she'll let him do whatever he wants as she tries to put herself back together. She just wants to get to safety, somehow, so that she can scrub the grime and the touch of the creep off of her.
Hubert deserves the enrichment of murder, though.]
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He tried grabbing for his pistol at his holster, but Hubert was upon him, jumping on him, slicing at his wrist so he dropped the gun and he gushed blood from the deep gash.]
You thought to rape my Ruby, and you thought you could get away with it?! Aahh, how I will enjoy slowly killing you!
[The man yelled as he attempted to swipe at Hubert with a fist, only for it to miss in his blind frenzy, and Hubert grabbed his hand, the knife slicing off a finger, only for Hubert to take that appendage and shove it inside the man's mouth.]
Bite down on that, will you? This will hurt.
[He said in such a sickly evil voice, shoving the knife in against the side of his neck, and he pulled the blade across him, slicing open his throat, blood gushing out from the jugular, spraying Hubert as the man yelled and gargled and choked.
And then eventually he was quiet, stilled, and all that was left in the cavern was the sound of Hubert panting, and Ruby crying.
Thus, Hubert stood up from his prey and walked over to Ruby, falling down to his knees in front of her, that knife falling, and with his hands covered in blood he touched for her face.]
Ruby, my love...
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But she reaches out for Hubert, grabbing for him and diving into his arms so that she can keep crying. She doesn't care that he's covered in blood. Just that he appeared when she needed him most, again. Her small body is still shivering because of the cold in the caverns and everything else, but she feels safe again.]
Hubert! You—you have the best timing, you know that?
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But, she was covered, and he placed his hands on either side of her face, looking at her. He was more bruised than her, lips split, body bruised and he looked covered in purple bruises as well. He hated how she was also bruised, her black eye, everything. He grit his teeth as he hugged her to his shirtless chest.]
I almost...did not make it.
[His heart clenched at the thought.]
Rescuers came, from above. We are getting out of here. That is the only reason I was able to leave, to hear your screams, to find you.
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But you did.
[She says simply, her grip on him tightening again... before a hand comes up to touch his face, letting a thumb brush against the bruises lightly. She frowns, wishing she could heal him.]
And now we can get out. Right? They're really rescuing us?
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Hubert now scooped her up into his arms, carrying her bridal style, cradling her and holding her against him as he stood up to his full height, holding her in his arms.]
Yes- in the chaos I was able to slip away, that's how I heard you... screaming.
[He held her as he walked, stopping at the corpse so he could quickly kneel down and grab and pick up his pistol. Hubert did not know how to use it, but he could figure it out. Point and pull the trigger.]
Let us go.
[As he held her, as he put the pistol into his pocket on the way out from the tarped area and into the caverns, into where people where yelling and running.]
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You're my hero, Hubert. Again.
[And she's forever thankful for it. Thankful for someone who cares. Thankful for the fact that he was the one that turned around to help when he heard her screams, even despite his own injuries.]
Are you going to be okay? You're hurt pretty badly... I can walk if it's too much, too.
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As he held her in his arms and trotted down the hall, he shook his head at her words, refusing to let go of her.]
My wounds are not my concern, they do not bother me- I will not let you go, not during this.
[He could be treated later, he thought, he couldn't afford to set her down and have someone else grab her, even with his face bruised, swollen, his lip and eyebrows busted open and bloody, from when he had been beaten before.]
Not until you are fully safe and out of here.
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I don't want to be safe until you are. We need to be safe together. Kalim knows how to heal, maybe we could stop by my place in the Down—?
[Because she fully intends on trying to put Hubert first.]
We can think about it once we're out.
[But there's a giant crowd of people heading in a direction that seemingly is the way out, given how many of them look battered and broken and are trying to escape.]
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Dorothea can heal as well. You are staying with me.
[The anger bubbled up and boiled within him, his words sound so harsh between his teeth. He continued to carry her, through the mass of people as they seemed to be running with the crowd.
That was, until there were more gunshots and Hubert hid behind a cave wall, just as several people were shot and killed in front of them, their bodies and blood scattering on the floor.
He glanced down another way, finally setting her down so he could grab the pistol out of his pocket.]
You stay behind me, at all times. [He turned to her as he placed a hand on her cheek.]
I will kill whoever attempts to get in our way.
[He heard some guards chuckling from their handiwork, walking towards them, and Hubert made sure to push her behind him.]
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But the thoughts of potential peace are interrupted when the group in front of them was mowed down. She's never seen so many people die at once, in such a horrific way, and it ends up as one of the many things to momentarily stun her.
Even though Hubert's pushing her behind him, she would've stayed anyway in an attempt to stay safe. And she knows she's useless in this kind of situation anyway. It doesn't stop her from being terrified, though, and she whispers to him:]
Just be careful. I love you.
[Because she doesn't want to imagine having to do anything without him.]
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Hubert peeked around the corner, seeing three more guards, all kicking at the dead bodies they just shot, and laughing. It was then that Hubert realized, those three, were the ones that beat him, the ones that made him get on his knees and suck them off. Oh- how sweet their torment and death would be.
Hubert looked down at the gun, then realizing it really required no other skill than aiming, and he dipped out from behind his cover and aimed at them.
Bang bang bang! He fired off three shots, one hitting the guard in the side of the head, the other getting shot in the neck, but the last one got a shot in only his arm, and he turned immediately once he saw his guards go down.
And he seemed to realize who Hubert was, and raised his rifle up, firing, and it happened so quickly Hubert jumped back behind the corner, but felt something burn and dig into his shoulder. He cried out in pain, a hand going up to where he was hit, and feeling blood pouring from his wound.]
So that is what a 'bullet' feels like....! Ngh-!
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Hubert's a good shot for someone that hasn't got any experience with a gun, though, Ruby notes, as she watches him take out a couple of the guards—but then he misses, enough to where he gets hurt.
Oh no.
Oh no, now is not the time for that kind of disassociation that she can feel coming on. A loved one getting severely hurt is more than enough to cause her to start shutting down her feelings for the moment, and to feel like she's barely in control of her own body.
She presses her hands against Hubert's shoulder, trying to not panic.]
Hubert! Let me, I'll take care of it, I—
[She doesn't know how to use a gun, but she wants to protect him.]
I'll figure it out! Please! We need to figure out your shoulder—put pressure on it to try to keep it from bleeding too much!?
[She assumes that's how it's handled, at least, even as she pleads for him to hand over the gun.]
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No! No- it's alright, I will be alright. Do not move.
[Because he heard that guard getting closer to their corner, his rifle raised up, "Is that you Hubert? You were so good with your mouth earlier, such a good Sub, ain'tcha? Why don't you come on out?"
The guard fired off some warning bullets, hitting the cavern wall around them, to which Hubert pressed his body to hers against the wall like a shield. He clicked his tongue at the man's words, not wanting Ruby to know what he had to do down here, how he was tortured, and that was one of the things that stung his pride.]
That snake... he will die.
[And Hubert raised the pistol up, moved away from Ruby to kneel and dip around the corner, surprising the guard with his new angle and shot upwards, hitting him right in the face, his brains splattering the cave behind him.
And then his body fell to the ground, and Hubert had successfully killed three more guards. He was breathing heavily from the wound, standing up straight to gesture for Ruby to come.]
The coast is clear, we must hurry out of here! Then we will tend to wounds, alright?!
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