I invited Brandon over for a reason, I was raped.

“Brandon. I need you. I need your help in Kingdom Come. Dragoon5 raped me last night. His friends wore me down first. They depleted me then they left me alone, barely alive. D5 stood over me and told me the horrible things he was doing to me before his Platinum Cudgel smashed my skull.”

A thin whine came from under Brandon’s hoodie. He was shaking, trembling. I couldn’t see anything but his hands; they were invisibly working his Ideazon ZGP-1000 Fang. In his mind, he was obliterating everyone involved in my attack.

“Brandon, it’s O.K. I’m not leaving the game. You know I have money, I can buy anything you want to equip yourself, and me too. I want you to teach me to fight like you. Let’s team up. I’ll be your maiden, Vervain Blue. I’m begging you, Sir Dreadnought. Will you please be my knight in shining armor?”

His shy shake slowing, Brandon raised his naked hand to wipe away an angry string of snot. “Yes m’ Lady. We shall both regain your honor.”