What You Think Can't Hurt You Does

Plot: The worst is all there is for everyone.

And dealing with the worst was what they never wanted to do.

Rated: M (Violence, rape, sexual situations)

Pairing(so far): Pythor/Cole, Kai/Cole(kinda)

There will be 7 parts. One for each main character.

Cole, Jay, Zane, Kai, Lloyd, Sensei Wu, and Nya.

I do not own Ninjago.

Enjoy.

PART 1/7. COLE : DEFEAT/HUMILIATION

It felt scaly and cold.

The long appendage slithered into the leg of my pants and razor sharp nails scratched at my hips while my pants were yanked down.

There was low laughter, but a dark blindfold stopped me from seeing anything I could hear people in the background yelling, but didn't know what they were saying. One of them sounded like Jay.

I tried to squirm and get away, but my blurred my made me move slower and more hands pinned me down. "Let go."

Fear crept up my spine as that slithering thing started sliding up my now bare thigh. I gasped and tried to yank my leg away, but it was pinned and claws dug into my skin. I hissed in pain.

My boxers were pulled off and my shirt was ripped open.

I cried out for whoever it was doing this to stop and started fidgeting again. It was obvious I was about to be violated. It was hard to deal with that. So I tried to fight against it.

That didn't work out.

A hand clasped onto my neck tightly and cut off my breathing as a punishment. I gasped out and tried everything to get it off, which wasn't very much.

At this point my knees were bent then shoved to the side to touch the hard, cold ground.

It was painful.

I arched up and tried to cry out, failing but hoarsely whispering for them to stop. There was laughter around me and someone in the distance screamed something.

I could feel myself fading then the hand let go, the life rushing back into me with a gasp of air. I was honestly disappointed.

It would have been better if they had killed me.

I felt the scaly thing run along my limp cock and I gasped, refusing to let that happen. "Don't touch me!"

Some low voice mumbled, "How feisssty..."

I thought it sounded like a snake and I was probably right.

Suddenly, I felt something leaning in close to me and hot, gross breath ran over my lips.

I turned away and tried to avoid anything from touching me, but teeth sunk deeply into my neck. There was only some venom given to me. It made me dizzy. It hurt, though. Those sharp, long teeth buried into my neck and I could feel the blood leaking down my skin.

I cried out in horror and sobbed, trying to stop it.

The teeth slid from my neck and that hurt worse than the initial bite.

I tried to get out of the grip of what I assumed to be snakes, but then that long appendage shoved inside of my ass and I screamed in pain, my voice cracking.

I wished that I could be anywhere else, but here.

It pushed deeper into me and tried to make me moan, but I just yelled for them to stop and refused to stop squirming.

Claws dug into my wrists and drew blood.

My thighs were scratched up too and another set of teeth sunk into my chest without venom.

My face was grabbed and slammed against the floor, my cheek pressed harshly against the cold rock. I was facing the direction of the screaming. It was still hard to make out.

My head hurt and my throat was beginning to sting and go numb from all the screaming I was doing.

Along with the long tail, something else shoved into me and it was all a little too much. I felt like my body was tearing in half.

The worst part, the most embarrassing part, was that I was getting hard without my consent. No matter how much I tried to deny it and refuse the rapists of pleasuring me, I couldn't.

It hurt like a bitch.

Everything hurt. Claws, teeth, and scaly hands touched and held me down.

I couldn't hardly take anymore of this.

Something wrapped around my dick and started pumping.

I tried to scream, but something shoved into my mouth and wiggled a bit, almost choking me.

The blindfold was ripped off my face and the bright light, though probably dim to others, made me cringe and close my eyes again.

There was yelling again and my face was pushed hard against the rock again.

"Cole!"

My eyes opened slowly, tears stringing at them.

Someone had pretty much screamed my name...

Then I saw them.

All of them. Standing far away, caged up and staring at me.

I swear my whole world ended.

I was so ashamed and never had been more in my life.

Everyone of the ninjas was staring and crying out for me... While I was sexually assaulted by snakes.

"Fun, isssn't it, Cole?"

The appendage left my mouth.

"No i-it's not. Just let me g-go..."

I didn't want to look, but I knew Pythor was the one inside me.

There was laughter again and someone kicked me in the ribs.

My head was slammed back against the ground again and my vision went dark for awhile.

When my haze cleared, Pythor was moving away from me. Apparently they were done.

I was let go and quickly yanked on my clothing, hugging my knees and trying to hold my shirt together. I didn't dare look at the other's.

I felt so much shame and disgust with myself.

I needed to scrub off my skin in a searing hot shower.

The next thing I knew, someone lightly touched my shoulder and I flinched away.

I didn't think I had the strength to fight them off again.

"Cole... We fended them off... Are you okay?"

I didn't give Kai a response because I wasn't okay. I wasn't even close to okay.

And I really didn't want them around right now.

I was just so fucking ashamed.

No one would ever look at me the same again.

Kai helped me stand up, though and turned his golden weapon into the Blade Cycle. I was put on the seat with him in front of me. He told me to wrap my arms around him.

I didn't.

Everything hurt as Kai drove back to their ship. I heard everyone riding behind us. There wasn't any communication.

Kai had to help me off the motorcycle and walked with me to the bathroom.

It was like he read my mind.

"Do you... Do you need any help?"

I just shook my head and gave him a soft, hardly hearable "Thank you," before shutting the door and moving to nervously look in the mirror.

I cringed at what I saw.

There was a bruise on the side of my face, scratches, and deep teeth marks in my neck. The claw scratches were deep and down my chest, side, arms and neck. They dipped below my pant line and I had to look away.

I was disgusting.

My hands fumbled to lock the bathroom door and I got off my clothes, trembling at the memories of them being ripped off.

I silently started a bath and made sure it was scorching hot.

The cuts were stinging. I had to clean them...

When the tub was full, I turned off the faucet and dipped my feet in the hot water, slowly sliding down and whimpering at the pain in my body.

I sat on bottom of the tub and winced, hugging my knees again and sliding down so I was up to my ears in the hot water.

The clear water started to stain a bit pink with the blood that seeped from my wounds slowly.

I thought that dying in this water would be so much better than facing reality.

Next is Jay.

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