Match Eighteen: Judas:
Szu came home late from tutoring that night. She didn't know that the events to follow would kick the gate to the Wasteland. Days earlier, she met a predator. They only met once that day.
"Excuse me," he said on the first day they met. "Do you know how to get to this address?" He handed the girl a sheet of paper. Szu and her friends read over the sheet.
"I know where it is," she said. The girl gave him the information needed. However, he kept his eyes on her the whole time. He would just have to have her.
"Was that helpful?" Szu asked at last.
"Yeah, yeah," he said. "Thank you, so much." They bowed and parted ways. That wouldn't be the end of it, however.
Tonight, Szu put the key into the lock. He watched her even now. Ever since that, he watched her in his obsession. He timed everything down to their second encounter. Up to this point, no day felt right to him. Szu was never really alone. Tonight, her parents weren't home and her friends didn't accompany her. He licked his lips as he watched her open the door from inside.
Szu reached over to turn on the living room light. Before her fingers touched the switch, a heavy hand grabbed her onto her wrist. Another hand covered her mouth as she forced to the ground. Her eyes darted around in panic.
Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!
She couldn't see her assailant's face. "Please let me go!" she begged. "I can give you money, if you want." The big hand smacked her across her face. He growled something to her, but fear kept her from understanding what he was saying or who was saying it. Szu whimpered as the assailant ripped open her blouse.
"Please let me go," she pleaded. "I won't tell anyone, I promise." His hand covered her mouth as he ripped off her pantyhose's. He pushed apart her thighs and broke her. Thrust after thrust tore her up inside. Tears began streaming down her cheeks.
Please… Mama… Help me! Someone… Anyone… Help…
Her broke her and ended it with a kiss. Szu lay there with wide, empty eyes and crushed soul. He smirked as his obsession was fulfilled.
"Good night," he hissed. Szu didn't move a muscle as she heard him walk out the door. The tears didn't seem and to know how to stop as the Wasteland became open to not just her, but to all of the nations of the world.
She reached over for her purse and pulled out her cell phone. Szu could only dial the one number she thought of at the time.