Restorin' Justice
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Final Fantasy VIII › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
684
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Restorin' Justice
Title: Restorin’ Justice
Author: Me (Vangel)
Summary: Zell is faced with a new, corrupt Disciplinary Committee. He turns to Seifer to restore order.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Seifer x Zell
Feedback: Review if you’d like. I do this for my own amusement and to propagate the pairing.
Characters: FF8 Cast.
Author Notes: Trying to do the negative stuff as tastefully and respectfully as possible. No flames, yo.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters, names, world, etc. They belong to Square. I’m not making a profit from this.
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Things had been going on like this for a while. Zell was forced to expect this happening when he least expected it. Wherever he was alone, the New Disciplinary Committee would find him and he would be forced to comply with their sick desires. It was rape, every time but Zell couldn’t do anything about it.
This time they caught him in the hallway to the training center. They grabbed him, forced him back into a mechanical storage room and took turns. They left about fifteen minutes ago and Zell still hadn’t picked himself up. He forced himself to move despite the pain in his limbs, shifting enough to check himself. He wasn’t surprised when his fingers came up with spots of blood, this week was going to be very uncomfortable. Using the wall to help keep him stable when he stood up be bit back the wave of nausea and picked up his clothes to get himself in some kind of order. They kept ruining his clothes… Zell wondered if she should start going without underwear if they’ll just rip it apart. Shaking his head he chided himself. He shouldn’t get used to this, if he accommodated for them it’d be sending the message that this was okay. He couldn’t let that happen as long as he had a shred of pride.
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After a shower, some potions and a stiff drink from a hidden stash he never had until this started Zell jammed his door with a screwdriver in the crack where the door slid open and curled up in bed. He knew he wouldn’t sleep. Instead the blonde thought about the current situation.
Since Seifer and his posse left when the Sorceress War started, there had been three new Disciplinary Committees to try to take their place. The first two were overrun quickly, the second was taken out by the brute force by this new DC. This new group just did whatever the hell they wanted. That how Zell came to be a target. They used the universal keys the DC was issued to break into students rooms and in Zell’s they stole his computer. On it was all of Zell’s technical work, his journal and at least 3 gigs of homosexual adult content that no one but Zell knew about. At least until they went though everything on his hard drive. His journal had all of his personal thoughts and opinions, most of it about something he never wanted anyone in the garden to know, his sexual preference.
Of course, the blackmail and the abuse started. Apparently Zell had admired a few of the wrong guys as side notes in his journal and some of the members in the DC wanted revenge on the fag. Yes, it was possible for straight men to assault a gay man and still call it rape; this was nothing but a show of power and sadism. He couldn’t fight back because then he’d release all the information Zell wanted so desperately to keep hidden… and the fact Zell couldn’t fight all of them. Excluding their network of friends there were seven of them, and they had a lot of friends. A few students had gone missing since this DC came into power, including two of the previous set and Zell was more than a little afraid of his life.
One thing was certain, Zell missed Seifer in charge. He never appreciated how well Almasty had done his job until Zell saw how much it could be abused. Zell sat up in bed. He recalled a mission a few months ago when he had run into his former arch-nemesis in Dwelling. Seifer and his friends were trying to pull it together as mercenaries and odd-job men. …Zell didn’t know why but he wanted to run to Seifer with this problem. He was sure he could get Seifer to do it, too.
Author: Me (Vangel)
Summary: Zell is faced with a new, corrupt Disciplinary Committee. He turns to Seifer to restore order.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Seifer x Zell
Feedback: Review if you’d like. I do this for my own amusement and to propagate the pairing.
Characters: FF8 Cast.
Author Notes: Trying to do the negative stuff as tastefully and respectfully as possible. No flames, yo.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters, names, world, etc. They belong to Square. I’m not making a profit from this.
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Things had been going on like this for a while. Zell was forced to expect this happening when he least expected it. Wherever he was alone, the New Disciplinary Committee would find him and he would be forced to comply with their sick desires. It was rape, every time but Zell couldn’t do anything about it.
This time they caught him in the hallway to the training center. They grabbed him, forced him back into a mechanical storage room and took turns. They left about fifteen minutes ago and Zell still hadn’t picked himself up. He forced himself to move despite the pain in his limbs, shifting enough to check himself. He wasn’t surprised when his fingers came up with spots of blood, this week was going to be very uncomfortable. Using the wall to help keep him stable when he stood up be bit back the wave of nausea and picked up his clothes to get himself in some kind of order. They kept ruining his clothes… Zell wondered if she should start going without underwear if they’ll just rip it apart. Shaking his head he chided himself. He shouldn’t get used to this, if he accommodated for them it’d be sending the message that this was okay. He couldn’t let that happen as long as he had a shred of pride.
-----
After a shower, some potions and a stiff drink from a hidden stash he never had until this started Zell jammed his door with a screwdriver in the crack where the door slid open and curled up in bed. He knew he wouldn’t sleep. Instead the blonde thought about the current situation.
Since Seifer and his posse left when the Sorceress War started, there had been three new Disciplinary Committees to try to take their place. The first two were overrun quickly, the second was taken out by the brute force by this new DC. This new group just did whatever the hell they wanted. That how Zell came to be a target. They used the universal keys the DC was issued to break into students rooms and in Zell’s they stole his computer. On it was all of Zell’s technical work, his journal and at least 3 gigs of homosexual adult content that no one but Zell knew about. At least until they went though everything on his hard drive. His journal had all of his personal thoughts and opinions, most of it about something he never wanted anyone in the garden to know, his sexual preference.
Of course, the blackmail and the abuse started. Apparently Zell had admired a few of the wrong guys as side notes in his journal and some of the members in the DC wanted revenge on the fag. Yes, it was possible for straight men to assault a gay man and still call it rape; this was nothing but a show of power and sadism. He couldn’t fight back because then he’d release all the information Zell wanted so desperately to keep hidden… and the fact Zell couldn’t fight all of them. Excluding their network of friends there were seven of them, and they had a lot of friends. A few students had gone missing since this DC came into power, including two of the previous set and Zell was more than a little afraid of his life.
One thing was certain, Zell missed Seifer in charge. He never appreciated how well Almasty had done his job until Zell saw how much it could be abused. Zell sat up in bed. He recalled a mission a few months ago when he had run into his former arch-nemesis in Dwelling. Seifer and his friends were trying to pull it together as mercenaries and odd-job men. …Zell didn’t know why but he wanted to run to Seifer with this problem. He was sure he could get Seifer to do it, too.