The Revenge of the Pred Issue 0 - The Sacrifice It had been a week since Mina ran away from home. All of 15 years old, the petite girl ran away from her home 100 miles away and head to the city. That was two weeks ago. The raven-haired teenager was not about to go home, but she had to flee the city, at least at night, after she was nearly raped in an alley when she was looking for food. Fortunately for her, right outside the city limits there was an abandoned house. Sure, there was no running water or electricity, but it got her out of the elements during the night hours, freeing her to search for food during the day. As she slipped back into the house late that Thursday night, she looked down at her dirty tank top that clung to her petite, trim features. Her denim shorts got torn when she escaped the would-be rapist last week, the back pocket getting torn off. "Be it ever so humble," she muttered to herself as she made her way up into the top floor bedroom. The windows were boarded up, but she was sure she could find a way out in a pinch if she had to. But, why would she? She never made a fire, so there was no threat of that. And no one knew she was in here. It was obvious the place had been empty for years. As she laid down on the old mattress, she felt safe as she fell asleep. She couldn't have known how long it was later when she was awoken from her sleep. Voices. Downstairs. She quickly jumped out of bed and snuck down stairs as quietly as she could. She got to the main room and, to her horror, found that room was where the voices were coming from. She couldn't get out of the house without going through there. She peaked through the crack in the door. The large table in the middle of the room was surrounded by cloaked figures - two on each side. Slowly, the men began to chant, a language Mina didn't recognize. The door across from her creaked open and she saw two more men carry something into the room, wrapped in a sheet. "Oh my god!" Her mind screamed at her. "That's a body!" Her eyes shot open wide as she watched the men continue to chant while the two newcomers laid the body on the table. The young teen shook with fear as she watched the scene out of a horror film. Mina would have been even more terrified if she knew the complete truth. Unbeknownst to her, a third newcomer had been exploring the house right before she came down. The muscular man slowly crept up behind the transfixed teen, looking up the backside of her body the whole way across the room. Her long black hair, tipped in blue, draped down her back and was tied in a ponytail. Her slender back curved as she trembled at the door. The top of her denim shorts sagged slightly, exposing the top of her blue thong and gave the approaching man a glimpse of the top of her asscrack. "Little young for my tastes, but still pretty damn hot," he thought to himself as he noticed he could see part of her ass through the tear in the shorts. "The bosses will know how to handle this. No way they want a witness." The man stepped behind behind Mina and put his gun to the back of her head. "Enjoying the show, little thang." Mina's eyes shot open wide as she felt the barrel of the gun against the back of her head. She spun around and found herself face-to-face with the much-larger man holding the gun. "Please, don't hurt me." Panic filled her eyes as she looked up into the man's eyes. "Just let me go. I won't say a word." She started to step around the man. The larger man shook his head. "I don't think so." He pushed her back against the doorframe and got his first good look at the front of her. Her eyes grew even wider, realizing she was trapped. Her breasts heaved under her blue tank top. He thought to himself that her tits looked huge compared to her thinner waist. Part of him wanted to have a little fun with her, but he knew his bosses wouldn't like that. "My bosses will know exactly what to do with you." He turned her around and pushed her through the door. Mina squeaked as she was pushed into the room and lost her footing, falling to the floor. All the men in the room turned to see what was going on as the body under the sheet began to move. "What is the meaning of this intrusion?" one of them demanded. Mina tried to scoot back along the floor, only to run into the man that pushed her into the room. The man grabbed her by her ponytail. "It seems we have a squatter in the house, boss." He pulled Mina to her feet as the body under the cloth sat up. Mina screamed as she saw this. The man who spoke walked over to her and smiled, chuckling. "It appears we do, indeed." He laughed and ran his hand along her cheek. "Unfortunate...for her." He looked over and smiled evily, seeing the man under the cloth stand and the cloth fall away. The tall, built man was dressed in jeans and a dark shirt, reminding Mina of the prison movie she had seen right before she ran away from home. "I think we have our sacrifice, gentlemen." The man smiled and stepped to the side. Mina began to panic, seeing the man she thought was dead walk towards her slowly. "You see, our friend here was killed for getting too rough with women. Specifically, ones about your age, my dear." Mina began to scream. "What the fuck?! Leave me alone!" The man who found her had let her go and she tried to escape, only to be forced back into the center of the room where the resurrected man was waiting. "You won't get away with this, you sick..." Her words were halted as the man slapped her hard across her face, knocking her to the ground. The leader began to speak, smiling as the silent man grabbed Mina's stunned body and dropped her onto the table. "Welcome back, Pred." He smiled as the Pred looked at him. "Consider this little morsel...'practice' for your mission." The Pred smiled and looked down at Mina's motionless body on the table. Her head was turned to the left, her eyes closed, as blood came from her busted lip. His eyes trailing down, he wasted little time following his orders. His cold hands slid onto her tank top then ripped the fabric open, exposing her brad-clad breasts, as well as her flat stomach, highlighted by a navel piercing. The villain's smile grew wider as he gazed down at the nearly topless 15-year-old laying there unconscious. Her c-cup breasts moved slowly up and down under the dirty black lace bra. He slowly ran his cold hands down her cheek then onto the tops of her young breasts. He looked to the leader of the group, who only nodded in approval. As though to make the enjoyment last, the Pred slowly pulled the cups of Mina's bra in separate directions, the sound of the fabric tearing echoed in the room as the young girl's breasts were bared to the villain and his audience. The Pred stared down at the now topless teen's breasts. The firm mounds of flesh sat slightly top the sides of her chest after being freed from her bra. In the cold air of the room caused her dark pink nipples to harden, standing out on the tops of her breasts. As the Pred's hands slowly slid up under Mina's breasts, the teen began to stir. Her eyes opened slowly then shot open. "Oh gawd! What the fuck?!" She started to scream and her arms went to cover her bare chest, but a pair of the robed men grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her arms out to the side, forming a "T" with her body. "Let me go you sick fucks!" Mina tried to struggle, but it was no use. The Pred's hands were cold on the teen's bare breasts and she started to cry, her anger giving way to fear. The leader of the group began to laugh. "Quite the mouth on her, gentlemen." He smiled and nodded to the Pred again. "I think our newly resurrected friend knows what to do about that." Silently, the Pred smiled at the young girl, who tried vainly to break free of the two men holding her. The surreal villain reached up and grabbed Mina by her cheeks, squeezing so hard she screamed as much as she could in the position. While holding her face with one hand, the Pred's other hand ran down along her flat stomach, briefly playing with her navel ring before grabbing the top of her denim shorts. The only clothes Mina had to her name were worn already, so the Pred's powerful arms were able to rip them even easier than they had the bra which laid open like curtains on the table where Mina was held down. "No!" Mina screamed as her mind flashed back to her earlier encounter with the creep in the alley. That night she was lucky and escaped him with only her shorts torn and a good scare. As her arms tired from struggling, it was obvious her luck had run out. She was going to be raped and she was helpless to stop it. The Pred continued to methodically enjoy his "practice" for his mission. His eyes looked down at Mina's newly revealed panties. The thong's sheer fabric was so thin it was practically see-thru as it clung to her crotch, outling her young slit that hid underneath. The Pred wasted little time, ripping the panties from her body, baring her lower body before him. It had been a week since she ran away from home, so Mina's black pubic hair lightly covered her mound. Her young slit looked practically untouched as the Pred released Mina's face and reached for his own pants, lowering them and revealing his large, 10-inch cock. "Looks like he's up to his old tricks." One of the men laughed. Mina tried to kick, but it was of no use. "Let me go you freak." As she tried to kick, the Pred caught her legs before she could even move and spread her legs wide, her pussy flowering open as she was pulled towards the villain's large erection. She closed her eyes tight as she felt the cold tip touch her vagina. "No..." She moaned as she felt the tip press into her. "Please...AH!" Mina's mouth dropped open in a scream as the Pred thrusted into her. As the much-larger man began to pump in and out of her, the helpless teen began to cry harder. "Ow...fuck...stop...please..." The two men holding Mina's wrists released her and her arms fell limply onto the table as the pace of her rape increased. The Pred's left hand slid up Mina's body and groped her breast as he continued to thrust into her. Slowly, her crying turned to grunts as the man's 10-inch cock felt like it was tearing her insides apart. By the time the Pred thrust deepest into her, Mina's head had lulled to the side, what left of her spirit as broken as her virginity. She closed her eyes as she saw some of the men with their hands on their own cocks, jacking off at the site of her rape. The Pred thrust deep into Mina's now gaping pussy, causing her to cry out, but in a weak, wounded animal sort of way. He held his dick deep inside the young teen as he started to cum inside her, filling her insides with his cold seed. As he came, he pulled out, shooting the remainder of his wad onto her stomach and up onto the bottom of her slowly rising and falling breast. Mina's body stopped moving, ravaged by the rape. The broken teen laid there, barely moving, her legs splayed wide as the Pred's cum dripped from her pussy. She cried, thinking that this was probably just the beginning of what was going to happen to her. As the Pred pulled his pants back up and stepped away, one of the other men spoke up. "That's all well and good, boss," he smiled as he looked down at Mina, who seemed to figure he was about to rape her as she curled into the fetile position, her round, bare ass sticking out. He walked over to the head man. "Don't you think that if he does this to them, they will come back for revenge at some point?" The lead man smiled and walked to the table where Mina was laying, running his hand along her bare ass. He slowly spread her cheeks and looked into her light brown asshole, as well as the back of her raped pussy. "Well, I thought about having a little more fun with our little friend here." He grabbed Mina's hair and pulled her into a seated position at the edge of the table. "But, I guess a full demonstation is in order, gentlemen." He pulled Mina from the table and slung her staggering body towards the Pred. "Finish her." Mina, fully naked and raped in front of a room of strange men spun around as she staggered back towards her rapist. "Please, I won't tell anyone." The Pred spun her around as she begged. "I just want to go ho-" Her words are cut off as the Pred's hand grasped her slender throat. Her mouth shot open to scream, but nothing came out as the villain began to crush her throat. The evil smile spread across his face as he lifted her off the floor, her feet kicking fiercly as he did. Her smaller hands grabbed at his forearm, but had no effect. The site of the teen's stuggle amused the leader of the group of men that watched her fight futilely for her life. "Struggle all you want, girl, it will do no good." He laughed as her struggles started to slow down. The scene before the men offered several viewpoints to Mina's final moments, each with a different view of the nude teens body as the life was chocked from it. The men behind the Pred could see Mina's tearstreamed face, her eyes full of fear as her mouth gasped for breath that it would not get. The men to the side could see her arms slowly cease fighting and drop to her sides, allowing a view of c-cup breasts jiggling as the teen began to slip away. From behind, as Mina's legs slowed their kicking, her round ass jiggled slightly, then stopped as the fight left her legs. As her appendages stopped their frantic struggle, it was only a matter of seconds before Mina's head slumped forward as her life ended. Her hair draped over her features in death. The Pred laughed as her felt Mina's death rattle, then simply tossed her limp, lifeless body back onto the table where she had been raped only minutes earlier. Her body hit with a thud. The leader of the group walked over, checking for a pulse and not finding one. "This gentlemen..." The man ran his hands along Mina's lifeless features, her eyes glazed in a death stare, her mouth agape. "Is what our friend here will do to all the heroines of our city." He laughed. "And, with my position in the city, no one will stop this from happening." He ran his hand along Mina's lifeless breasts, which laid limp on the sides of her chest. "One by one, they will fall. The police won't help. In fact..." He smiled evilly. "There are enough of us here with the force that if they try, their attempts will be misdirected." He smiled at the Pred. "And, since I am in charge of this AND the police, our days of being infested with heroines are numbered." Laughter filled the room. Three days later, at a landfill on the other side of the city, Mina's body was found, still nude, dumped like garbage. As the police loaded her body into an ambulance, two of the city's resident heroines spoke with the chief and the patrolman who found the body. "Such a young kid," Rainbow Woman, the senior of the city's costumed crimefighters, told the chief as she watched Mina's body being taken away. Her short red hair curled down to her neckline. Now in her 40s, Rainbow Woman's costume was more conservative than in her younger days. Colorful leggings ran up from her boots to her one-piece blue outfit, matching the pair of elbow-length gloves that she wore as well. The only skin showing was her shoulders, a loop at the top of her top and a fabric chain around her neck kept the top in place. "Let us know if you learn anything." The chief nodded. "I fear she's just another runaway, but we will do what we can." As Rainbow Woman turned and walked away with her partner, the chief smiled, both knowing that nothing would be done about Mina and at the aged crimefighters still nice ass, showcased nicely in her spandex outfit. He looked at the two other officers and smiled evilly. "I hope the redhead gets it real good," one of the officers smirked. The chief smiled. "They will all get theirs, don't worry." Rainbow Woman talked with her younger partner, Pink Angel, as they headed towards their transportation. "That girl couldn't be much younger than me," Pink Angel said. Pink Angel, the 16-year-old partner, was not the youngest of the city's costumed crimefighters, but not by much. She wore knee-high boots. Her tanned thighs were partly covered by the skirt, which was sewn into her pink leotard. Unlike her mentor, Pink Angel's top looked as much like a swimsuit as a crimefighter's outfit. A pair of spaghetti straps ran up to her shoulders like a one-piece and the tanned tops of her breasts were visible. Like her mentor, she wore a domino mask to hide her face. Her long blonde hair flowed down to her shoulders. "I hope they catch the perv that did that to her." Rainbow Woman nodded. "Sadly, if she was a runaway, the chances are slim." She looked at her partner. "They know we will help them if we can, and I am glad they are on our side." She sighed, thinking that the young girl was about the same age as her daughter.