Name: Akiko Slade
Age: 20
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120lbs

Akiko Slade has always been a good girl. She's does her best to keep her grades up. She was sent to Hathian in attempts to hide from her horrible past. . .

Akiko was ecstatic when she got her acceptance letter. The University of California Berkeley! She heard that they had excellent Science courses there, and Science was her favorite. And she was more than happy to move out of her home in Long Beach to attend the university that was more prestigious that Cal State Long Beach there at home. Her first few weeks there were great. She had made a few friends, kept to her studies and stayed to herself, knowing that less partying would mean more rest and more time to spend on her studies. The Homecoming game was coming up and her roommate, Angela asked her to come to the after party with her. Angela was basically a cookie cutter person. She looked just like the other cheerleaders there. Big breasts, blond and wore makeup like her life depended on it. Her head was full of fluff and guys, it was a miracle she even knew how to tie her own shoes, let alone go to her classes.

"No, Angie, I can't. I have things I need to finish. I have a test coming up. I don't want to blow all my studying on partying." She protested, but she was right, she wasn't a party person and she loved her school work. Angela hopped on the desk next to Akiko.

"Aki, come on you never get out." She made a fake pouting face.

Akiko sat her book down on the desk with a huff. She knew Angela could be very adamant and would not shut up about the party unless she gave in.

"I guess, but if I fail Biology, I'm coming after you." She warned, only half joking. Angela clapped with excited like the stupid cheerleader she was.

"Oh great! We'll have so much fun!"

Akiko wasn't done though. "If I DO go to this party, this means you leave me be the rest of the year? No more party requests?" She had her eyebrow raised in query.

Angela frowned and sighed but nodded. "Yeah." Her disappointement was short lived because she was all bubbly again. "I promise this will be so much fun! Jordan will be there, and his buddies, I am sure that we can get a date for you." She continued to gush on more about the football players and Akiko tuned her out as she picked up her book, Molecular Cell Biology, and continued to read.

The rest of the week went in a blur. The Bears won thier Homecoming game and eveyone around school was buzzing with excitement, thoughts and plans of campus parties flowing through thier one track minds.

She was reading once again when Angela burst through the door, throwing her book bag on her bed. "Come on. its time for a makeover!"

Akiko groaned and closed her book. "Oh, Yay." She replied with much sarcasm. This was going to be a long night.

Angela began wrenching all sorts of clothes out her closet and throwing them at Akiko. "I am sure one of these outfits will make you look Fabu!"." She exclaimed cheerfully. So an hour or so later, both girls emerged from the room. Angela was wearing a blue mini dress that was so tight around her plastic breasts she was sure the seems were silently screaming. Angela had given her a pink off the shoulder blouse and a jean skirt. Akiko looked down at herself and sighed. "I can't believe I'm doing this, Angie." She muttered as she tried to walk int he heels she donned.

"Oh hush, you'll have a great time!" She muttered and drug Akiko down to her shiny new Eclipse that her parents had gotten her for her 20th birthday.

They could hear the loud music coming from the house as the drove down the street. Parking was a bitch as the street was packed with party goers. Lots of people were out on the lawn partying as well as inside.

A few hours passed and Akiko drank so many things she'd never had before, thanks to Angela. She quickly got inebriated, but she had some sense left though and knew to refused the Jello shots that were going around and the keg stand.

She moved to what seemed like the less crowded room of the Frat house and sat down on the couch. She watched the others dance and talk, mingling with their friends and felt like a total outcast. She knew it wasn't a good idea to go to the party. Angela has immediately cast her off once they were through the door and went to hang out with her cheerleader friends, only coming to her to introduce a new drink.

Jordan saw her sitting on the couch alone and flopped down next to her, her small form bouncing a bit on the ragged couch from his massive weight.

"Akiko right?" He asked, his words slurred.

She looked up at him and nodded, then groaned, covering her head. Nodding was definitely a bad thing to do. She wasn't too bad off but she was feeling the alcohol take it's affect. She covered her mouth as she unexpectedtly burped, then giggled.

He laughed as well then faked a stretch as he draped his arm around her shoulder. It was heavy on her small shoulders and she voiced her discomfort.

"Ugh, can. . can you move?" She said, doing her best to try and wiggle from under him. He immediately showed his disapproval.

"Awww, don't be like that now. We just won the playoffs! It's time to celebrate!" He looked up and called out "Go bears!" The room erupted in noise.She smiled and raised her half full cup of Long Island Iced Tea in cheer with the rest of the room.

"So," He moved closer to her, forcing her against the corner of the couch. "You're pretty cute, how come I've never seen you around before?" He trailed his hand down her cheek clumbsily, trying to be affectionate, or flirty, whatever, he was failing at both. His close proximity to her made her realize how much he reeked of booze.

"I. . Uhm. . " she paused and frowned, trying to decide if she should stay or move. She eyed the room, looking for her Angela. "It's because I don't get out much." Her eyes darted around the room nervously until she spotted Angela. But Angela was busy. It seemed like she was trying to retrieve the gum from some guy's mouth under the stairs.

When Akiko looked back at Jordan, she saw that he was still looking at her, his green eyes roaming over her petite frame, the look in his eyes was of a lion looking and a tasty piece of meat. He looked around and then began to tug at the collar of his shirt. "It's hot in here Akiko, lets go for a walk."

Before Akiko had a chance to agree or object to his comment, he stood up and grabbed her small hand, dragging her to her feet, then quickly out the door.

The fresh air was like candy to her and she inhaled a deep breath and smiled, enjoying it. The air did feel good to skin, compared to the stuffy atmosphere of the Frat house.

Jordan drug her to a large black truck and leaned against it, more than likely his. "So, you having fun?" He asked, his large paw of a hand still holding hers.

"Uh, I guess so." She commented looking around, still wary. She looked at the cup in her hand, most of it's contents had spilled during the trip out here. She wondered if she should litter the lawn with the cup and its contents like everyone else had, or just hold it.

He let go of her hand and smiled at her before he walked to the back of the truck. "Come over here." he called to her, a sly grin on his face. He waited for her to comply and when she did he picked her up and sat her down on the pen door of the truck bed. He then sat up next to her. He leaned back on his hands, closed his eyes and a breeze blew through his tousled black hair. She looked at him then, cradling the cup in her hand as if it were some sacred item.

He wasn't bad looking at all. His chiseled features, his dark hair. He seemed like a nice guy. Maybe Angela was right. Coming to the party wasn't such a bad idea after all. And Jordan did seem to like her. They sat there quiet for a bit, she looked back towards the house longingly and he calculated his next moves.

"Angela was right, you are pretty cute." he commented suddenly, opening his green eyes and looking over at her. He sat back up then and ran his fingers through her Ebony hair.

She smiled awkwardly, not sure what to say. "Thanks." She was no good at this, having not received compliments before. She did her best not to shy away from his touch. She nervously brushed the hair he had mused up with his touch behind her ear. "I. I should be getting back inside maybe." She suggested. "Angela might be looking for me." She could only hope. He shook his head.

"No, I am sure she's fine." He looked behind him to a makeshift bed made of blankets in back of the truck bed. She followed his gaze and swallowed. Why hadn't she noticed this before?

"Lets have some fun. I'll make sure you enjoy yourself" He said and then moved a bit and reached back for her hand.

"No, I"m fine." She replied, panicked, then looked back to the house.

"Indeed you are." Jordan commented, still reaching for her. He took the cup out of her hands and tossed it onto the lawn. He then turned back to her and leaned in, giving her a sloppy kiss on the corner of her mouth. "Lets have some fun," He said again, still indicating what he wanted to do as he began unbuckling his belt. Akiko swallowed hard, her eyes moving down to the bulge in his pants.

"No, Jordan, I. . ." She paused and gulped a big breath of air. "I think I'm going to go back inside." She began to scoot towards the edge of the door. He frowned, showing his disapproval.

"No, you aren't, doll. I just worked my ass off to help win us this game. I want to blow off some steam." He caressed her cheek. "Besides, you want it, look at what you are wearing." He commented. She opened her mouth to respond but suddenly he was on her.

It happened so fast she didn't have time to react. She screamed as he towered over her, scratching at his face, punching at his broad chest but it was to no avail, his toned body wasn't budging. He did get tired of her feeble attempts to hurt him and took both her wrists by one large hand, holding it above her head. He then pushed up her skirt, ripped off her panties and fondled her roughly. She cried out, shaking her head and his big fingers pierced her virgin flesh.

"No, no. Stop!"

"Shut up, slut. You know you want it." He snarled at her. "Any girl would be happy to be in your place." He said as he pulled out his engorged member and positioned himself between her legs.

"Just relax and enjoy it." He said to her then smiled. "I know I will." Then he forced himself into her. She cried out in pain as he ripped into her with forceful thrusts.

She laid there, sobbing, not being bale to fight, loosing the will to even cry out anymore, letting him do what he wanted to do to her poor body until he was done. This went on for what seemed like hours to her but it was only a mere 20 minutes.

Just as he was finishing she heard voices coming from the house and it was as if the life had came back into her. "Please! Oh God! Some one help me!" She screamed out, tugged her wrists against his iron grip. She prayed that someone heard her cries and her prayers were answered. But not in the way she had wanted.

"What's going on over here?" A deep voice called. Two guys approached the truck and tears fell out Akiko's eyes.

"He's raping me!" She cried out as Jordan continued to grunt away. He pulled out and came on the blanket they laid upon, panting and sweating. He looked up to see the two that had approached, then smiled and waved them over. Akiko knew right then and there that it wasn't a good sign.

"Hey Joe, Wes. Just in time. This little tart was begging to get fucked so I helped her out." He casually said about her as if she were a piece of meat. "There's still a bit of fire left in her if you two want to join." He commented and he withdrew himself from Akiko. The other two guys cheered and climbed up in the truck, already working on getting their pants undone.

"No! Stop! Don't!" She cried out in alarm. "No more, please."

"She's feisty." Jordan continued as he moved away. Wes took her arms as Joe took Jordan's spot.

"She's all bloody!" Joe called out disgusted as he looked down at her bruised and swollen nether regions.

"Of course, I just popped her cherry!" He called as he headed back towards the house. "Have fun guys." That was a good enough reason for Joe because it didn't stop his actions.

Akiko looked up at the two in horror and let out another loud scream.

Wes looked at her and chuckled, sticking his partially erect cock in her mouth to shut her up while Joe forced himself into her and began pumping into her. They both ignored her cries, laughing and teasing her as they used her. This went on for a while, both guys taking turns on her until they had exhausted themselves. "You're Japanese, I'm sure you love Bukkake." Joe commented as he and Wes left a cummy mess all over her body. They laughed, pulled their pants back up and went back to enjoy the party, leaving her there.

Akiko slowly climbed out the truck, her body sore, her spirit broken and made the long walk back to her dorm. She felt so dirty and used. She immediately took a shower in scalding hot water, scrubbing her self until she almost bled, trying to get rid of the dirtiness she felt.

Sad thing is, this erased all DNA evidence of the three who raped her. She stayed in the sower, crying, balled up into a ball at the bottom of the stall, letting the scalding water pelt her and make her skin even redder than her scrubbing had caused.

When she finally got the will to get out of the shower. She headed abck to her room. Angela was there, done partying, which meant she had spent more time in the shower than she thought she had.

"Angie?" She asked, approaching her roommate's bed, cautiously.

Angela looked up at her with half lidded eyes. It looked like a traveling circus had stopped by and redid her makeup for her. "I should have totally passed on the Keg Stand." She commented and smiled a crooked smile before grabbing her head. "I'm so gonna feel this tomorrow. You have fun? I see you left early with Jordan." The sound of his name made her cringe.

"Uhm, no. . ." she paused and wrapped the towel around her more securely. "He, he raped me Angela." She watched her friend, hoping to get some advice, some comfort.

"Yeah, Jordan's nice." She said in a drunken stupor. And before Akiko could say anything else, Angela had passed out.

The next morning when Angela was capable of speech, Akiko told her again, hoping it would sink in this time. Angela summed the story up as a lie that Akiko had fabricated for attention.

Angela looked thoughtful for a moment then she laughed. "Good one Aki. Jordan's a saint. He wouldn't do that, neither would his friends. They have their rep to watch out for. Why would they rape you and ruin their football career?"

So the days passed by, with people whispering and talking behind her back. Rumors soon began to follow, the guys saying she was all over them, acting like a drunk slut and she began to receive obsene notes from random guys, asking her to do them next. With all this going on it became hard for her to focus and her grades began to fail.

She sat alone one day, in her dorm, crying as she rocked herself into a ball, something she often did. Not even Angela spoke to her like she used to. Having basically ignored her entire existance, even though they shared a room.

Akiko sat there, looking at the letter opener on the desk. The one her mother had given her. It was sharp enough right? And if it wasn't, it would still do, she would MAKE it work.

She jumped up from her bed and grabbed the sharpened piece of metal. She sat down against her bed and looked at it. She bit her lower lip and pressed the cool metal against her pale wrists. She then pressed, until it hurt, until she saw the bead of read appear on her skin. She bit her lip even harder as she drug the opener along the line of the blue vein, showing through her porcelain skin.

She did the same with her other wrist, although with a shaky hand. She laid her head back against the edge of the bed, her wrists bleeding her out slowly. Yes, this is the way it should be, she thought as she slowly began to lose consciousness. No more talking behind her back, no more rumors, no more stares. . .

Angela came in shortly after, having finished with her classes for the day.

"Oh my God! Aki!" She cried out rushing to her side. She saw all the blood and began to panic, grabbing the sheets from Akiko's bed trying to block the blood flow with them. When she saw it wasn't doing anything she grabbed her cell and dialed 9-1-1.

Akiko was hospitalized for a bit in the insane asylum after that. She was there for months it seemed. Sitting alone in a small padded room of white with nothing but a white gown on. She had lots of time to think while she was inside there. I mean, she had nothing but time there. It was there that she decided what she must do. The only way to get over what was done to her. After she was finally released from the Asylum, her mother and father asked her what she wanted to do. She knew she didn't want to face the hurt, the pain, the rumors, everything that had ruined life at Berkeley. She didn't want to give up on her college education, but she knew she couldn't continue it there. She decided it was time to move on.

She went back to the school, packed her things, and left what she didn't want behind. She didn't even leave a note for Angela, some friend she had become. She was the one who ruined everything for her.

Her parents were sad to see her go, but they understood her need to leave. They gave her some money and she caught a bus out. She ended up in Hathian, Louisiana. Far away from the horrors that haunted her.

It was there that she was looking to start over and settled in quite nice, blending in with the others and being seemingly invisible.She made it through her first few years fine. But, something happened. Something has woken the demons. She now craves what was so brutally taken from her 2 years prior and has turned into a stalker of the night. She finds drunken frat boys or any unsuspecting guy and rapes them, using their bodies to satisfy her carnal pleasures. Doing to them what was done to her against her will.

She wears a blond wig and sunglasses to hide her identity. And once she's done with them, she leaves them with a cookie, her signature. She goes day by day as the perfect school girl, and lives each night as the predator she secretly has become.