The Burying 

Warning: nonconsensual sex scene ahead

Faith was walking along the cemetery. It was completely silent, only crickets were heard. The two cowboy men saw her.

"Hey baby, where you going?"

Faith looked at him. They were looking at her and smiling maliciously. They were just some punks to her. She ignored them.

"Missy, you know it's dangerous to go out at this time of night." The cowboy got up and followed her.

Faith tried to ignore him.

"So, what brings you here at this time of night? Visiting a dead friend?"

They kept walking.

"Visiting a dead boyfriend, perhaps?" he said. "Maybe you need a new one."

Faith kept walking and he stopped. The other cowboy joined him. "She ignored you completely, dude."

"We'll see about that." said Joe.

"We gonna bury her too?" asked Dorlan.

"Why not? It's extra money." replied Joe.

"That'd be such a waste. She's got one fine biatch."

"Then let's have a little fun with her before we bury her, shall we?"

"Heh, let's do it." said Dorlan.

Faith made it to the exit. But Dorlan was standing there. "Going somewhere, baby?"

"Excuse me." she said coldly.

"You're excused."

Joe threw a rope at her and it went around her neck. He pulled the rope back, and she fell backwards. "UGH!" Faith groaned as he dragged her backwards.

"I got you now, you little bitch!" said Joe.

"No…stop!!" she said.

Dorlan started kicking her, and she groaned in pain.

"Stop it. Don't kill her yet." said Joe.

"No. I'm just roughing her up for ya."

"You'll get your turn after I'm done. Go away." said Joe.

"Fine." Then Dorlan looked at Faith. "You're mine, bitch." He walked away.

"No…please…"

"I hate it when hoes ignore me. I hate that shit! You know that?"

"I'm s-sorry…Please don't hurt me."

"Oh, it's gonna hurt alright, baby." said Joe.

He kneeled on top of her. He slapped her senseless. Smack. Smack.

"Uhh! Uhhh!"

He kissed her lips. He kissed her neck and face all over, and went down to her shoulders. His hands ripped up her sweater as he violated her with his lips.

Faith's fingers grabbed the dirt tightly. Her legs struggled in vain. He ripped open her sweater, revealing the middle of her upper body. Her bra was revealed. He kissed her breasts and the areas around it.

He tore her clothes piece by piece. Faith screamed and pleaded for mercy. Trrrrr. She could barely move, after all that slapping. He ripped apart her pink sweater. The sleeves came off. Trrrr. He took off the sweater and smelled it. Then he threw it aside.

"No...please..."

He grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. Then he grabbed her thigh. He shoved his hand up her skirt. Faith moaned. He ran his hand down her leg. He took off her shoes, and threw them aside. Then he turned her sideways, so her back can be accessible. He violently pulled off her bra, and threw it in the pile of clothes. And then he pulled the panties from under her skirt, dragging all the way down her legs. He held the silky panties and smelled it. He dangled it in front of her and then tossed it aside. Then he ripped of her skirt. Everything came off at last.

He kissed her lips, then her neck, and her shoulders.

"Don't be too rough on her, save some for me. Remember, we have to keep her a virgin." said Dorlan.

"Yeah, yeah, just leave us alone." Joe replied, and he continued to ravage her. Faith groaned and tears streamed down her face. Her fingers grabbed the dirt.

Faith was crying silently. She was naked, lying face down on the dirt.

Joe fixed his shirt as Dorlan arrived. "Well, that took long enough? Are you finally done?"

Faith started to crawl forward, desperately hoping to escape.

"Not by a long shot, dude." said Joe.

"I don't give a shit - it's my turn!" said Dorlan.

She kept crawling slowly.

"Where do you think you're going, baby?" He stepped on her hand, and she cried out. "Papa is gonna get some sugar tonight! Who's your daddy?"

He kicked her, flipping her over. Then he bent down, grabbed her chin and kissed her lips.

Tears stream down her face. Joe went to get the coffin. Faith's screams echoed throughout the silent graveyard, but no one heard it besides the cowboys.

After an unknown amount of time, both men were done with her.

The cowboy sighed in relaxation. "That was great. This bitch is good." He fixed his pants.

"Tell me about it." said the shorter man.

Faith struggled and squirmed while lying on the ground. She was naked, tied up by one long piece of pink cloth. Her panties were shoved into her mouth. She could barely move any part of her body, except her head. The pink cloths were tied up tightly, so it was almost impossible to break through. She was tied up from her breasts all the way down to her ankles. They covered up her privates, but most of her skin is revealed.

She moaned and squirmed, turning left and right. Tears drip down her eyes. She was naked and humiliated. The two cowboys are done with her, and they tied her up like this. Joe was preparing the coffin. Dorlan was digging a big hole on the ground.

Joe stared at Faith maliciously. "Well, baby, I'm afraid this has to end. We'd love to play around some more, but we gotta bury you." He blew her a kiss, then smiled naughtily, showing his gold teeth.

Dorlan stared at her. "She's one feisty bitch, ain't she?"

She was embarrassed and helpless. Tears came from her eyes. She wanted to beg for mercy, but she couldn't speak with her panties in her mouth.

"Alright, let's get her inside."

They carried her into the coffin. Faith was crying and pleading for mercy.

Joe looked at her face. "Sweet dreams, baby."

Faith moaned louder. Once the coffin closes, it would be over. The end. No more. The end of her life.

Faith did not want to die yet. She was still young and vibrant. She still had her whole life ahead of her. She really didn't want to die. Suddenly, her whole life flashed before her eyes. Many images flashed through her head. There were lots of fond memories she shared with her family and friends. There was so much she still wanted to do. Falling in love, getting married, having kids. Living a happy life. But none of that will happen soon...

I don't want to die! she thought sadly to herself. A princess can't just die like that! It would be a humiliating and painful death. Her last moments...buried alive inside a coffin, naked. That is not how she wanted to die.

Joe shut the coffin. Creeek. Thud.

Now there was only darkness. Complete darkness. She breathed harder. She heard her own breath loud and clear. Faith started to cry and sob. Endless sobbing and moaning. The tears kept on coming and coming.

There were sounds of digging. Thud. Thud. The two bastards were burying the coffin. After shoveling for a few minutes, they were done. Then they left the cemetery.

There was silence in the coffin. Silence and darkness. Faith could see nothing. She had no room to move. There were only a few inches on her left and right - only enough to nudge. She was confined to a rectangular box of death. There's only minimal room for movement.

Faith wanted to escape - desperately. But she can't. How can she possibly escape in her situation? She was tied up - her arms and legs were unmovable. She could only squirm and toss and turn. But not turn completely. She could lift her knees, bend her legs slightly, but that's about it. She could lift her head up, but she'll bump into the coffin and get hurt.

She kicked and kicked - but the knots won't come lose. It was too tight. Her wrists were tied up good, her hands were under her back. She struggled and struggled, but nothing came losoe. Those bastards want her dead. Buried dead.

No one knows I am, she thought sadly, as more tears came. No one can save me. If only someone knows, then he'll save me and rescue me. Anyone. And I'll be on the surface again, alive. I'll do all the things I wanted to do. Oh, where are you, Sakume?

It would be a sad, sad death for her. She realized that eventually she'll run out of air and suffocate to death. It will be a slow and painful death. A lonely death. She cried.

Panting for breath. Panting. Faith realized that closing her eyes and not closing her eyes was the same thing. The same darkness. It was an eerie feeling. A scary feeling. So her whole life has been leading up to this huh? To die, buried alive. It's not even an honorable death. To die buried alive, and naked, after being taken advantage of by two dirty men. To die, with her panties jammed into her mouth, something that should not be in her mouth, not in a million years. And her mouth was getting sore. She didn't know how much more pain she could take.

After a while, she got tired of thrashing about. To die a lonely death like this…it is the end of her sad life. A sad death to end a sad life. Might as well let it be. Maybe in her next life she'll be a butterfly and won't be harassed anymore. It was so dark, might as well sleep. Sleep…

Going to headquarters, Sakume found some new papers on his desk. "What's this?"

Saito came in. "There's a new case. We think its related to the vampire case. Three people have been reported missing this week."

"Missing? Kidnapped?" asked Sakume.

"Probably. We do not have the details."

"Alright. But why is it related to the vampire case?"

"Because it happened during the same time. These things don't happen often in our time, detective."

"I know." Sakume flipped through the files. "But it's so different. Mr. Tatekawa and Ms. Murai were murdered. We found their bodies. For these three people, they are missing. We do not know if they are dead or alive."

Saito said, "Our theory is that it's the vampire's doing - he kidnaps people to have their blood."

"So why did he leave behind the first two victims?"

"Maybe he forgot about them, and now he's being more careful. But ummm...these three people, they were reported being seen around town, and they started disappearing at night time. We think that the vampire is having people kidnapping people for him."

"What? This is a ridiculous theory."

"That's the only logical conclusion we can come up with."

"Fine." Sakume said. "I'll look through the files and see what I can do."

So he spent time looking through the files of the various missing people.

(Hmm, come to think of it, Faith hasn't returned lately. Could she be...) he thought. "No way!" he suddenly shouted out. (Could she have been kidnapped too? Just like these victims?) he thought.

Now that he thinks about it, Faith's place is near Ryojin Cemetary, the cemetery where the first two victims were killed. Could she really be missing? She hasn't returned since she left. Now this case is getting personal.

He decided to check his intuition. He went to the shrine that Faith lives in. "Faith?" he yelled. "Faith?" No answer. He searched every single room, and all the hidden places. Nothing. Not a soul.

So it's confirmed. The kidnappers got her too. Sakume swore that if they hurt her, they'd have hell to pay. He clenched his sword tightly.