Devin!

[WARNING: This chapter contains some violence and an attempted r-a-p-e scene. If you are uncomfortable reading such, you have been warned.]

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Angeal was struggling as she was being dragged away towards an unfamiliar alley near the fountain. It led to an abandoned building, but people paid no attention to it much since it was not being used.

'Oh no... please... let me go.'

Angeal was already crying as she attempted to free herself from their hold. When she had managed to free one of her hands, she slapped the guy wearing a bonnet hard on his right cheek, making him scoff.

"You dare hurt me, bitch!?"

Angeal received a hard slap on her face, making her cheek scarlet red. She no longer had the courage to fight back so she weakly stood as she was being dragged inside the abandoned building.

The moment the door opened, she was harshly thrown at the side as the long haired guy opened her university bag and checked her things. The one with the bonnet however, got rope at the side then proceeded to tie Angeal's wrists and feet.

'No, please... someone rescue me...'

The girl felt desperate as she let her tears escape. She felt so hopeless... to the extent that she wanted to give up on her life.

She was so weak... she didn't even have a voice.

How can she let them know that she is in such position?

"Hey, hey, dude! Look! The girl has some pocket money! She is rich!"

The girl's eyes turned sadder when the two guys aggressively opened the wallet her grandfather gave her. Her heart broke more when she saw them keep her hard-earned money inside their pockets, making the girl's blood boil.

'How could they!'

As the girl struggled, making her lie on the cold floor, the two men approached her slowly, their eyes reflecting hunger.

"Should we play with her now? We don't even have to gag her up with something to shut her up," the long haired guy said then he grabbed Angeal by her arm aggressively, making her wince.

"Let's fire her up before having fun," the guy wearing a bonnet said as he unzipped Angeal's black hoodie jacket, revealing her tank top.

'No... stop!'

Feeling desperate, Angeal spat on the two boys, making them stop touching her. Disgusted by what she did, the long haired guy gave another slap on Angeal's face, making her lie on the cold floor again.

'Please... someone... save me...'

The girl now felt hopeless... she felt that indeed no one could save her. The thought that she wasn't even gagged just for her to shut up felt painful to her because it had reminded her of what she never had in the first place.

A voice.

'If only I was born with a voice... I would've shouted for rescue. If only I was born with a voice, I would've... I—'

When Angeal felt someone's hand on her waist, she was pulled out of her thoughts. With her strength, she wriggled herself, trying her best to avoid them touching her but to no avail, with two boys starting to toy with her, she couldn't escape.

'No! Please! Stop!'

The girl wanted to scream... she wanted to scream out loud—at the top of her lungs!

She wanted to be heard—she wanted to be rescued!

"She's starting to become desperate and feisty," the long haired guy commented as he removed the rope from her ankles.

'!!!'

The moment she realized that she was freed, she kicked both of the guys and tried her best to stand up even though her wrists were still in a bind.

With the help of adrenaline, she was able to push herself up but alas, it was in vain.

"Come back here, you bitch!"

The guy with the bonnet grabbed her long blonde hair, making Angeal wince silently and cry in pain. If she had a voice, she would've cried out loud for a long time already.

Angeal was pulled in the arms of the man who grabbed her. The moment her body hit his, she felt a hard object touch her back. It was obvious that the man was already turned on.

'No! Get away from me!'

"You can't escape... such a lucky day today... she can't even speak! How exciting!"

For the first time in the girl's life, she now regretted being mute. She regretted not having a voice. Being in this situation and being constantly told that good thing she didn't have a voice... made her feel bad of being born without one.

With this thought in mind, Angeal couldn't help but cry silently. The other guy in front of her started unzipping his pants, making the girl shook her head furiously, desperate for her escape.

'No, no! Get away from me!'

The man holding the girl hostage started laughing as he slowly licked Angeal's neck, making her shiver. The girl started struggling from his hold, but the more she did so, he would just tighten his hold on her.

'Stop it! Get away from me!'

The girl collected her strength then with all her might, she did a head butt on the guy behind her with the back of her head, making his nose bleed profusely.

"Argh!"

The moment she was released, she ran away going to the side, also avoiding the guy in front of her.

"Damn! This girl!"

The two guys started chasing her. Feeling the rush of her blood, the girl ran as fast as she could in the vast abandoned building as she looked everywhere for an exit.

'Where? Where?!'

As the girl's attention was focused on looking for an alternative exit as she ran away from them, she tripped on the floor, making the two guys catch up to her.

"Ha! You can no longer run away from us!"

Feeling angry for making his nose bleed, the man aggressively took off the bind on her arms, making the girl instinctively shove him but she wasn't strong enough to push him away.

"Don't you dare," the long haired man threatened as he removed her hoodie then threw it on the side.

Feeling bare, Angeal instinctively covered her breasts even though she was wearing a peach tank top inside. Forcefully, the guy wearing a bonnet pulled both of her legs, making her come closer to him.

'No! Please... just stop!'

The guy held her up as the other guy eyed her hungrily. He gave her a smug grin then approached her as he easily tore Angeal's tank top, revealing the girl only wearing her bra.

'Someone... just rescue me please...'

The girl was crying as she was being held captive by the guy wearing a bonnet. His tongue was exploring her neck, as he bent down to lick her shoulder. On the other hand, the other guy approached her as he put his hand on her waist, making the girl stiffen her body.

'No... stop!'

As the hand of the long haired guy traveled to Angeal's black bra, the girl cried out in her thoughts, feeling desperate and scared than ever.

'Devin!'

Just at the same moment, the door opened wide, making the moonlight pass through the gap. The two boys instinctively stopped to look at the person who dared interrupt them.

With a glimmer of hope, Angeal saw whom she thought of at the last minute.

It was him... the Soul Eater.

"Who the hell are—"

In just a blink of an eye, Devin appeared in front of the three, surprising the two men.

"What the—!!"

Devin grabbed the guy wearing a bonnet by the shirt then threw him mercilessly on the side. Seeing how he treated his friend, the long haired guy suddenly felt fear when his eyes met his.

'What is he!?'

Running away, Devin appeared right in front of the door, blocking the path of the guy for him not to escape.

"You think I would let this go," the Soul Eater said condescendingly as he walked slowly towards his first target. "I wouldn't mind... eating your soul by force."

Hearing this, the man backed away, making himself fall on the ground on his ass.

"P-please... I beg you, forgive me."

The Soul Eater raised his eyebrow, feeling ever so annoyed than usual.

Seeing Angeal in such a situation, her eyes reflecting fear—her eyes even making rivulets of tears running down her cheeks, he felt his heart ache and at the same time, it made him so angry.

Burning rage hissed through his body like deathly poison, as if screeching a demanded release in the form of unwanted violence. It was like a volcano erupting; fury sweeping him off like ferocious waves. The wrath consumed his thoughts for a second, engulfing his moralities and destroying the principles in which he held.

Devin didn't want Angeal being treated this way.

The Soul Eater knelt in front of the guy and when he grabbed him by the collar, he forcefully opened his mouth with his thumb, his index finger leading his soul out of his body then led it towards his mouth.

The other guy at the side widened his eyes as he saw what was unraveling in front of him.

'What the hell is he doing!?'

The moment he consumed his soul, he threw his body at the side like trash then he looked at the other guy then gave him an evil smirk.

"It's your turn, boy."

Seeing him approach him like a lion approaching its prey, the guy shook his head furiously, his tears escaping from his eyes.

"I'm so sorry... please... no... I—"

Surprising the man, Devin appeared right in front of his eyes in a second. He quickly opened his mouth forcefully, as his index finger led his soul again towards his mouth, eating his second fill for the day.

There was one thing that Devin enjoyed as he ate the souls of people forcefully: it is extraordinarily delicious.

But it came with the price of his lifespan lessening.

Satisfied that they were now dead, Devin looked at Angeal at the side who was completely in a daze as she watched him. Seeing how her eyes still looked sad, Devin's icy wall melted, as he walked up to her in long strides.

The moment he was beside her, he removed his coat then wrapped it around Angeal, making her remember that she was rescued by Devin.

Their master.

"Are you okay," he asked, worry evident in his voice. It made the girl look up to him, meeting his eyes and the moment it did... she let herself cry.

Devin pulled her into his arms as the girl cried on his chest silently like a child. The Soul Eater's eyebrows furrowed as he felt his heart breaking into pieces. He then realized that he didn't want to see Angeal this way; he didn't want Angeal to feel this way ever again.

The Soul Eater embraced her tightly, his chin resting on her head as he caressed her back with his hand, comforting her.

'I won't let anyone hurt you like this... ever.'