Knife

By Sadeh

Disclaimer: I don't own National Treasure, Riley Poole (I wish), Ian Howe (I also wish), Ben Gates, ect., blah de da. Touchstone/Disney owns it.

Warnings: Slash (shouldn't be a problem, sadly is, intolerant bastards), rape, sadism. Rating: I'd say a very high R.

Pairings: Biiiig love triangle-square-thing. Ben-Riley-Ian-Some Abigail (but in the future I'm chuckin' her)

Summary: Riley is upset with Ben for finding Abigail and marrying her. They get in a small fight, Riley runs off and finds himself alone in a dark corner with... dun dun dun. Ian, who then rapes him to get back at Ben for betraying him.

Information: This fiction is slightly A.U.ish. There is no treasure, Riley, Ian and Abigail all don't know each other (Ian knows Riley only from information he receives, by the way), and Ian and Ben have always been feuding with each other since Ben just dumped Ian and began to hang with Riley. They're NOT rich, still live in an apartment.

(I should be doing my other fiction right now, but I feel more for National Treasure slash at the moment.)
Anyway, let's start!

I watched him stand there staring at me, her in his strong grip. I could feel my eyes burn with tears, but before I let them escape my eyes, I turned around and started to walk away. I ignored the questions thrown at me, and when I heard footsteps and demanding voices I started to run. He didn't run after me at all. I could imagine it in my head- him just standing there, retreating back to his beloved Abigail. I was once special in his life. I was once loved more than her. It confused me as to how in the world she ever got his affection. And mostly why I couldn't get his as much as she had gotten it. My mind wandered, he told me he had loved me many times before. The soft whispers in the middle of the night... the warm embraces and the soft flutter of his breath as he blew on the back of my neck with an affectionate gesture. The way he would kiss me. It made me feel special, one of a kind. I felt butterflies gracefully leaping from my stomach into my heart, beating their wings with the speed of a hummingbird. And sometimes he'd go further.

"Well, well. What do we have here, boys?" I heard a dark voice call out. My mind snapped back into the storm that they had called reality. I noticed my surroundings, the run-down neighborhood was deserted and the street lamps aglow like dim stars. I saw his face, an arrogant sneer and lightly tanned skin. His hair was messy slightly, a platinum blonde. "Little boys like yourself shouldn't be wandering in these parts"

I jumped at the vicious tone in his voice, and backed up against a wall. I saw his smirk turn into a sort of sadistic grin, but quickly turned into a sort of frown. He began to walk towards me, and I noticed the two men beside him all dressed in black and one with a camera behind them. It felt like too much of a movie.

I began to run, no, gallop just about. I felt my heart rise into my throat, nearing my mouth soon enough. I felt kind of sick. Never run right after you eat.

However, the two men were faster. They tackled me quickly, my glasses flew out into the street where the lens cracked. I gasped as my arms flew out and my chin jammed against the hard concrete. The two got to their feet, grabbing my arms and lifting me over to the man, where he simply stood looking me up and down with a glare.

"Ah, Riley Poole. I've heard much about you. You were Benjamin Gates plaything..." He stated, putting his hand on his chin and rubbing it in thought. I gulped, Ben's plaything? Where the fuck had he heard that? "Well, now. I got a good way to repay Ben for all the stupid and backstabbing, tretcherous things he's done to me."

And as he finished those words, he pointed to the alleyway just next to us, where his bodyguards dragged me into the shadows. A quick spring of electricity ran through my head and I began to struggle, kicking and wildly as I could. This just got me into more trouble as the bodyguards pressed me to the wall, I felt the side of my cheek be scraped as it stung lightly. "Now now Riley. Be a good boy and I might only do this once." He whispered maliciously into my ear, and then pressed his body against me. My eyes widened as he forced his mouth onto mine. I wouldn't let my mouth open up for him. I swear I wouldn't, but the quick and snake-like bite on my lip caused me to quickly gasp in surprise. He took the oppourtunity. While he was busy stuffing his tongue down my throat, I felt his hands begin to slowly unzipper the dark blue hoodie jacket I was wearing, the bodyguards (who were still holding my arms and legs down) helped take it off the rest of the way. He then stuck his hand up my black t-shirt, touching my chest lightly. I shivered at the sudden touch, goosebumps popping up my ony arm. He snickered slightly at the sudden reaction, pinching my nipple with his fingernails.

"Ehh..." I said, a little weirded out. Things were happening too fast. My brain started working all of the sudden. "AIE! SOMEONE! I'M BEING RA-"
I felt the slam of a fist just about shatter by ribcage. It caused me to just about tip over forewards, my head bumping into the man's chest. Apparently this had just given him a great idea, as he suddenly smirked darkly and put a hand on my head, forcing me to stay with my back slouched over.

"Listen, I'm giving you warning once and once only. Dare you take a bite or try and escape and I'll beat you." He muttered into my ear and he unzippered his pants, pulling them down to his knees. The felt the bodyguards suddenly force me down onto my knees, I felt tears slowly drip down my cheeks. "Go on now, pull them down"

I felt the bodyguards let go of my hands for a second, they shook ferociously as I slowly took ahold of the elastic of his black boxers. I waited a second or two before pulling them down, I looked at the large erection before me and quickly shut my eyes. I started to cry a bit more this time, I felt like such a cry baby.

"Alright now, get working." I heard the cruel voice from the man standing before me. He laughed wickedly at his words, his bodyguards snickering as well. I slowly put my mouth around his hard memeber, a little paralyzed. I began to suck at it, hearing him moan lightly as he slowly raked his fingers in my dark brown hair. I felt really bad, like my heart was about to explode from all events swirling in my head. "Oh... now don't be afraid to play rough, or I just might have to be bad to you..."

I felt sick at his words, as I felt more tears begin to pour down my face. I slowly sucked at him, letting my tongue poke at the tip of his member just to get him to stop commenting on how poor a job I was doing, and the smacks I would receive every time he told me to do something and I wouldn't. I began to suck a little harder, letting my tongue swirl around the base of his cock. Suddenly he came, and I nearly gagged at the fluid that now was in my mouth.

"Swallow it all." I heard him tell my darkly, his hand now had a fistful of my hair as he gave me a little tug. I swallowed it quickly, trying to put my head down so he couldn't see the tears that began pouring fro my eyes like waterfalls. I must've been too late, as I heard him comment.

"Oh, poor ickle Riley traumatized?" He said with a baby voice. I never felt more embarressed in my life than now. I felt the two bodyguards lift me up and begin to haul me out of the alleyway, I began to panic slightly. Where were we going? My question was answered fast, because soon a large van pulled up and the door opened quickly. I was thrown inside, almost like a sack of potatoes. I rubbed my back, watching as the body guards slowly got in after me, the man sat next to me, grabbing my arm and dragging me onto his lap. He began to nibble at my neck and ear. "Riley, if you just let this me fun, it can be." He whispered huskily into my ear. How would this be fun for me? Getting dragged into an alleyway where they forced me to suck off this man who apparently knew Ben and then, now, dragged me into this van? "Maybe you can even forget about Ben, I heard how he betrayed you for that girl... Abigail was her name?" I nodded grimly, feeling him nip my ear like a pirahna. "I was betrayed by Ben too. We're better off without him, just the two of us... we can make him sorry."

I shivered at the thought of making Ben suffer. I loved him a lot, I didn't want him to be hurt. Even if he loved Abigail over me... I couldn't let him we hurt by me. I shook my head quickly. I felt a fist go at my head suddenly, and I saw black as I grabbed at my head. As soon as I looked back, I felt around fist go right at my face this time. I was just about to hit back when the two body guards rached over and grabbed my wrists, tying them with rope. Another blow, this time to my stomach, over and over.

Then I felt the car slow down as one of the bodyguards grabbed me again, hauling me to the beat up shack in the middle of a deserted, broken down town. The houses were horrible and burnt up. I saw maybe someone peer out through a hole in one of the houses, his eyes gleaming darkly as he watched. I figured him to be a criminal, along with any other people hiding amongst the houses and shrubs. I heard as the van drove off, speeding quickly as if it didn't want to be there so long. I was dragged into a random house, no one currently around it. The inside was just as horrible as the outside, black and charred. Dirty furniture lined up in what looked like a living space. Trash littered the place, old papers, food wrappers, even some old condoms.

I was thrown on the couch, where they almost bound my ankles together. I suddenly began ti scream out for help as soon as the man climbed atop of me, straddling my waist.
"Yell all you want, Riley, but the only people who are gonna come are little perverts wishing to watch and join in." He hissed to me, beginning to lick my ear lobe. I felt like crying again, feeling my eyes get watery. He began planting kisses on my cheeks and face.

I was then flipped over suddenly, almost violently. I felt my shirt being taken off, my back exposed to the cold air. Suddenly a warm hand traced up my spine, giving me dark chills. As soon as the hand reached my neck, it began to claw down my back like a cat on window blinds. He followed up again and traced the scratch marks with more. I felt small droplets of blood form, but nothing more. I then felt a tongue lightly dip at the marks, licking all the blood off and irritating the scratches more. There was a pause, as I hear a soft cling of metal being unsheathed. The picture of a knife suddenly popped into my mind. I suddenly felt the tip of the blade press against the middle of my shoulder blades, then slowly it was dragged down until it stopped at my waist. I felt his hands on my back this time, spreading the blood all along my back. He then put the blade down again, this time dragging it on the left of the cut, he spread around the blood again so my whole back was dark red and sticky. I began to shake, whether from the loss of blood or just being scared, I didn't really know. I suddenly felt my pants being lowered, and I closed my eyes. I didn't want to be here any more. I started thinking about when Ben and I were inlove, before Abigail came along. I was interrupted from my thoughts when I felt something slip inside me, my eyes widened as I fell from the cloud nine I was dreaming on. I felt him thrust in harder, and it hurt like hell since he didn't use any lubricant or anything. I felt another hard thrust, and some blood trickle down my thighs. He started to snicker sadistically as I started to sob.

"Please... stop it." I said softly, feeling even worse than before. He let out a loud laugh. "If you make this fun for me, I just might stop early..." he hissed into my ear. "I want you to moan my name. Ian"
I nodded, sobbing a little harder now, wanting nothing more than to just get back home and relax. "Ian..." I moaned softly, feeling his cock just being thrust into me hard again. "Good, louder now." He said with a grunt, as I felt him release inside of me. This time I moaned a little louder, it sounded almost scratchy and raspy. I just hoped he wouldn't think it sounded as fake as it was. "Ian!" Ian slowly pulled out of me and stood up, zippering his pants quickly and nodding towards the bodyguards. "Go find his clothes, let him dress, and then dump him outside Ben's door and leave. Oh, and to make sure he knows what's going on"

I was suddenly flipped back onto my back, feeling a strong pain surge from the cuts up to my brain. He pulled the knife out again, licking the old blood off before he put it to my chest and carefully carved his name there. "Perfect, now Riley... be a good boy and tell Ben what happened. Don't make me give him the video we just made." He said softly to me, heaving me up and walking out the doors.
I felt like just throwing up at the idea of telling Ben what had just happened...

Cliffhanger, or a dead end?
First naughty fanfiction.
Review it please! What would you suggest for later chapters? Ben-Riley Riley-Ian? What would you guys like to see? Any methods on getting rid of Abigail would be loved to bits too.
Thank you.