Her Haven

Chapter 1
He was her Haven. He came to her when she needed safety, strength, or comfort. She was only 15 when she first met him, her Haven.
She was in a hazy world of pain. Her body was alive with pain. She felt every slice, every lash, every piercing, and every violation. She was cuffed and chained to a concrete table, her clothing no longer covering her body.
//Flashback//
Her team was on a mission to gather information on a group of missing nins. The mission was supposed to take a few months. Her team leader was out gathering more information while her other two teammates and her were inquiring about the missing nins around the town. They were in a restaurant eating lunch, when they were approached by two of the missing nins. She tried to warn her teammates, but they were dead before she could open her mouth. One of the men grabbed her neck and started to squeeze, then a third man appeared. He said, “We will interrogate this one.” She began to struggle at that point. The man holding her hit her and her world went black. When she awoke, she was tied to a chair. The one who had spoken earlier began to question her. She only told him her name. When she refused to talk, he started to stab her in various places with needles. When she still refused to talk, he untied her from the chair and chained her to the wall. She heard it before she felt it. She bit her lip to keep from crying out, but she still could not help it. She screamed in agony as the whip kept flaying her back. Her interrogator stopped and asked her another question, but she still refused to talk. When she still refused to talk. What remained of her pants was torn from her body. Her interrogator adjusted his pants so that his member was freed. As he approached her from the side so she could see him coming, he watched as fear widened her eye as understanding of what was about to happen dawned on her. He laughed as she struggled with the chains. She was weak and could not escape is grasp. He laughed as he harshly said, “There is only one way you can stop this. Talk!”
“NO!” she screamed. He grabbed her around the waist and took her back to the table. He bent her over the table and shoved her face down. She screamed in pain and denial as he brutally pushed himself into her. He gave an evil laugh as he felt her hymen tear with his intrusion. He began to thrust into her brutally. Suddenly he pulled out of her and thrust into her anus. She screamed again as she felt herself tear from the unnatural intrusion. She moaned in pain every time he thrust into her. To her it seemed like the violation and pain went on for hours, but in reality, it lasted a few minutes. He pulled from her and released his seed onto her bloody back. He pulled her arms up and locked the chain to the table and left.
A new person came in a few moments later. He started to clean her up and bandage her wounds. She felt his warm healing chakra reach into her body and heal the damage that was done by the man that raped her. He spoke softly to her as he cleaned her lesser wounds, and partially healed the more severe damage. She heard him whisper softly in her ear, “I’m sorry for this, there are things they do that I don’t agree with. I am sorry I can not heal everything.” With those final words, he left her. After he left, she briefly entertained the thought that she should just give in and talk, and then she thrust that thought out of her head. She closed her eyes and blissfully let oblivion take her.
She woke from her dreamless sleep a little while later. She knew what woke her; she started shaking in fear. She knew that the man was back, and she knew he had brought someone else with him. She refused to think about what he had done to her. She refused to think about what they might do to her now. She would endure.
// End Flashback//
She would endure! That was what she thought over a week ago. She had gone through many torture sessions followed by healing or at least partial healing. Each time the medic came to her he apologized for not being able to heal her completely. Her body was in agony. They had kept her in some sort of pain constantly. She wanted to give up, she sent up a fervent prayer that death would find and take her soon. She did not want to give in to her enemy, and give up secrets of her village. She closed her eyes and continued to pray for release, either from this life or from her captors. She just wanted her torment to end; she closed her eyes and let blackness claim her as she prayed.

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The first thing she notices was the absence of pain. She slowly opened her eyes and saw leaves; they were different shades of green. Then she felt the sun on different parts of her body, she was warm. She smelled the earth around her, no hint of fear or blood. Then she became aware of the birds; they were chirping and singing. She became aware of the soft grass beneath her body; it was lush and soothing to her skin. She was still naked, but that did not bother her. She slowly sat up and leaned against the tree. The bark did not cut into her skin. She looked around her in amazement. There were flowers all around of every color imaginable. She inhaled deeply and the sweet scent of all the flowers made her close her eyes in happiness. She heard a rustling noise nearby. She opened her eyes and quickly scanned the area. She was astonished to see animals approaching. There were rabbits, a deer, a few squirrels, chipmunks, and a black wolf. The animals did not seem threatening towards each other or her, merely curious.
It was the wolf that caught her attention; it was beautiful and strange at the same time. The wolf was as black as night, and its eyes were as blue as the sky on a clear, sunny day. It approached her slowly. As it approached her, it started to change. It had changed into the most beautiful man she had ever laid her eyes on. He was tall, muscular, and very, very naked. His hair covered him like a long, black, silken cloak. He knelt by her side and took her hand; she was flooded with feelings of comfort and safety. Then he spoke.
“You are safe here”, he said softly. His voice was as gentle as a warm breeze. He pulled her into his arms and held her. She breathed in his scent, and burrowed her head into his shoulder. Finally, she felt relief; relief that she was no longer in pain and relief that she was finally safe. With that feeling of relief came tears, she sobbed her sorrow, pain and loss onto his shoulder as he rocked her and crooned a deep rumbling, comforting sound. As she calmed, he began to whisper comforting words to her, letting her know that she was safe with him. After what seemed like hours, she was finally calm. She spoke.
“Who are you,” she asked.
“I am your Haven,” he said quietly.
“My name is Rengyou,” she whispered.
“You have to return now,” Haven said quietly, “Your friends will rescue you soon.”
“Why do I have to go back,” Rengyou asked, her voice now trembling with fear.
“You do not need me anymore,” he said.
“But I do need you. If I go back I will be in pain and I will have to face what was done to me,” she cried.
“When you return you will feel the pain of what was done to you, but I will be there with you in a way. It is time for you to go now. Your friends are there.” Haven’s voice faded as Rengyou fell into darkness once again.

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Once again, she was in a cell chained to a concrete table. She cried out in agony as she started to feel her body come to life. Rengyou knew she would be safe soon; her friends were coming to save her, that knowledge brought her a measure of hope. That hope, however, did not do anything about her situation at the current time. She was still bound and chained to a cold concrete slab, with blood flowing from multiple places on her body. She knew she had at least two broken ribs, her back she knew was a mess of bloody welts from being whipped, her insides were bruised and torn from the brutal raping, but she would survive. She had been whipped, beaten, raped, cut, stabbed with all manner of sharp tools, thank goodness, they had not gotten to burning her yet. Their methods were designed to break her and make her talk. She had not given in. Haven had given her hope, and she clung to that hope like a lifeline. She noticed two things right away. One was that she was actually alone. Either her tormentor must have left to get more tools, or he joined the fighting. The fighting was the second thing she noticed. She could hear the clash of weapons, the shouts of her comrades, and the painful death cries of her tormentors. Suddenly the door to her cell was blown open. Her comrades had come for her. She tried to sit up when she felt herself being released from the chains, but a hand pushed her back down. She looked into the mismatched eyes of Hatake Kakashi.
“Stay there for a moment, I need to assess your injuries before I move you,” he said.
Rengyou tried to say that she understood, but only a ragged croak came out, so she just hoped he knew that she understood. A few moments later, she felt a something drape over her body. She felt the sharp sting of a needle, and then blessed numbness as the pain medication took affect. She winced when she was lifted on to another person’s back, but the pain medication was already making her drowsy. She passed out again as she felt the person she was on, start to run.
When Rengyou awoke, she knew she was in the hospital, she also knew she was home in Konahagakure. She still felt the twinges of pain from her injuries. Even though she was heavily medicated, she knew she was home. Now she could start the process of recovering. Now she could mourn the loss of her teammates. And she mourned their loss.