Today was the day. Money from paycheck in hand the police girl walked into the mall with authority. It was a beautiful day, and she was wearing a pair of comfortable jeans and her favorite Full Metal Alchemist tanktop. Nothing fancy plus she had purse hanging from her shoulder, and a pair of handcuffs along with her personal Beretta Px4 Storm safely stowed within the contents of the purse just in case of an emergency. Even if she was off duty she still wasn't trusting enough to leave a firearm at home.

Walking to the music store Kat walked over to the anime section and looked through the section for anime she didn't have. She couldn't decide between buying the Wolf's Rain box set or Basilisk DVDs that were seperate. It was a hard decision for her, but while looking she noticed a young man that seemed pretty suspicious, but she turned her gaze back to the anime keeping an eye on the person who she thought was pretty suspicious.

Maybe it was her, but she could tell that the person was going to do something, and she couldn't shake the feeling that he was going to be tougher than he looked. Sighing Kat settled on the Basilisk DVDs and started to slowly head back up to the register to make her purchase.

He felt the eyes... He knew just what was going on. But nah, he wasn't here for anything stupid like movies or books... He was just looking. But... Heh, if this woman was following him... There was a look about her that screamed police. He was bigger, heavier and stronger.

A grin spread across his face as he looked away. If he could lead her some where, she would be sure to put up a fight. And it would be a good one too.

Looking in the mirror where some t-shirts hung, he watched her slightly, as her back was turned to him. She had a nice ass, that was for sure... And she wasn't that bad looking. He could have some fun with her for sure.

But then again, he had felt her eyes. She was watching him and he knew it.

What if... What if he... Yeeah. Perfect.

If she were a good cop, she'd take the bait. She'd never know what he was really thinking. After all, he was just some stupid kid proabably. Right? She wouldn't know what hit her. But what to steal? Not a DVD or something he knew would be tagged. But he couldn't just steal a box of candy. It had to be something nicer.

Ah, there, a watch. Something that wasn't tagged, and it was something that he could sell for a decent price. He already knew the cameras in this place and he picked it up as if he were intending to buy it. But he walked then to the back corner and slipped it in his pocket. She would know what he did. She had been watching him right?

He then made his way out of the store, as planed, the alarm didn't go off. The two over run cashiers would never know what hit them. Surprises. He loved them.

Kat glanced at the kid as she paid for the DVDs, and saw him take a watch. Whoever this kid was he was pretty damn smart. He probably knew the cameras couldn't see into that back corner, and he knew that a watch wouldn't be tagged. He was much bigger than him, but she had the gun and handcuffs.

As he started walking out of the store Kat thanked the cashier, and followed him. She didn't have time to give the cashier a description for the security, he'd be long gone by then. Opening her purse the police girl put her DVDs in it, and clicked off the safety in case she needed to use it. She just hoped that she didn't have to. If he was smart enough to know what he knew he definitely knew that she was watching him, but she didn't think of it.

Perfect... She was indeed following him.

He caught her reflection in a jewelry window as he walked by, she was maybe about thirty feet behind him? Something like that, and closing in a little every second, but she was doing it in such a way that he shouldn't be able to notice.

But of course Maverick prides himself on not getting caught. Only idiots got caught and he wasn't an idiot anymore.

He was walking casualy, as if nothing in the world would make him walk slower or faster. Maverick was leading her towards one of the side entrances, one of the less used ones by those big department stores that long went out of style. He knew there was a room over there, an old, unused room. Maybe security or Janitorial some time ago, but he never knew it to be used for anything, and it was isolated and alone. The walls like the rest of the mall were thick and sturdy, perfect for blocking out screams, and the heavy metal door shut out everything.

How did he know all this? Because he'd done it all before. Well, with stupid giggly girls who thought he was daring and adventurous. They all screamed. And not with pleasure. But no one ever seemed to be any the wiser. It was a great little room.

Kat was slowly gaining on the guy keeping her purse close to her body. Something was wrong. It felt like he was leading her somewhere, maybe it was her, but her gut feelings were usually right. Moving slightly faster the police girl knew that either she got him now or wherever he was leading her, and she'd rather have it on her terms.

She was still pretty far away and she picked up her pace to a brisk walk. No real use sneaking around. Her hand went for her badge in her purse along with the small handgun, but she didn't pull the latter out. She didn't want to start a panic, but she was pretty sure that they were close to where he wanted to lead her.

"Police! Hold it right there!" She yelled as she closed in. Kat pulled out her badge, but kept the gun hidden hoping she didn't need it. She had no idea that he was leading her to an abandoned room.

They were almost there. Yes. Perfect. She was falling right into his trap. Women. So stupid and foolish. Why did they let them be officers? They were weak, stupid, and foolish. She'd be perfect.

Pulling the handle of the heavy door sharply, he yanked it open and slipped inside.

The darkness hid him well as he stood just on the otherside, behind the door, waiting for the woman to follow him into the dark room. She probably had a gun, but he was equal to that more than likely. Once he had her arms, he'd be in control of her and the situation.

Kat shook her head as the guy ran into the dark room. It looked like a dead end, and it would be pretty easy to apprehend him. Stopping she removed the gun from her purse and fished around for a flashlight. Of course there wasn't one, why would she have one in her purse? Sighing she moved to the door jam putting her back against the wall and quickly scanning the darkened room. She couldn't see a thing, and took a cautious step inside. This was where he must've wanted her to go, and she wasn't even waiting for backup, very smart.

The police girl carefully took another step scanning the room for any sign of movement. She really wished that she had a flashlight, but the light from the mall was enough to give her a small sliver through the way she came. Her gun was calmly raised as she stepped again scanning all around her. "Give yourself up sir." She said remembering to be polite as she went to arrest the boy. Kat might've been a lot smaller, but she could handle herself pretty well hand-to-hand.

Three more steps... two more steps... Every step brough her closer to right where Mav wanted her. One...

Give himself up? "Why should I, you fucken whore?" He growled suddenly.

Kicking the door shut, Maverick lashed out at the woman with a vicious back hand. He had seen the gun in her shillouet so he was still being cautious, but if he was judging right, his hand would catch the side of her jaw, sending her much smaller form sprawling.

He was an efficiant predator, he never did anything he didn't have to do, he never used more energy than he had to. If he spent all of his energy to take her down, he wouldn't have enough to really have fun with her.

Kat spun around as she heard the boy's voice, and suddenly she was enveloped in darkness as the door was kicked shut. She blind as a bat as a hand caught her in the jaw, and sent her to the floor, but she was up as soon as she hit the floor pointing her gun in the direction in the of the boy. In a room like this it was a pretty good chance of richochet, and she didn't want to fire recklessly so she kept her finger steady on the trigger letting her eyes adjust to the darkness. "I was hoping you'd take the easy route you bastard!" She said finally being able to see the outline of things in the room.

She backed up until her back was against a wall so he couldn't sneak around her, plus she hoped to hell that she hadn't backed herself into a corner in case she had to dodge. Stupid mistake Kat! She yelled in her mind. This was exactly what he wanted, and she couldn't let her guard down for even a second. He was probably planning on raping her, and most likely killing her, but she wasn't going to let him.

He heard her scampering around and off to his right, he saw her dark outline and grinned.

The moment she backed herself against the wall he charged at her. Pinning her body to the wall with his, Mav pressed himself against her almost eagerly. His nose was at her hair and he took in her scent almost greedily. Grabing her gun hand he chuckled darkly. He pinned the hand against the wall, using his free hand to wander down her side to her hips agressivly.

Her body was strong... Tight... If he could he'd keep her as a little pet... But she was a cop... She'd have to die or she'd go blabbing now wouldn't she?

"You gonna fight me babe? Gonna scream and struggle?" He only laughed again. "Cause that only gets me harder faster. The more you scream, the more I want." His lips kissed against her neck and ear as he growled his words.

It was too late to defend herself. Kat was suddenly rushed by the boy, and she felt her gun arm being pinned to the wall. Shit! Stupid mistakes always got her into trouble like this.

Then she felt him press against her. He was too close to knee, and her gun was useless. Then she felt him smelling her and kissing her aggressively. "You don't want to do this." She said calmly thinking of a way out of the situation. The one she was thinking of was going to be very painful for both of them. "You're asking for the fight of your life." She said turning just enough to whisper in his ear.

He was slightly taller than her, but he was leaning against her bringing their heights closer together. Then suddenly she chomped down as hard as she could on her shoulder. She felt her teeth rip into his flesh, and blood trickled into her mouth, but she didn't care. She was in for the fight of her life, and there was no way she was going to die in some fucking abandoned room in the mall.

"Fucking BITCH!" He snarled as she bit into his shoulder. Why had he taken his jacket off?

His free hand gripped her hair tightly, jerking her head backwards sharply. Glaring at her in the darkness he snarled and knocked her head hard against the cinderblock wall. "You know what, I was gonna be nice and kill you. But now... Now I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to shit without pain for a month. And every time it hurts, you're gonna remember me. Every time you bleed I'll be laughing."

His hand around her gun wrist tightned. "Drop it. Drop it now or I'll break it." He threatened, still holding her tight by the hair so she wouldn't try to pull the same stunt again.

No, he wasn't going to kill her... That would be too easy. He told her just what he was gonna do with her, and he never lied. What was the point.

"I can be nice, or I can be nasty, but I always get what I want."

The smell of the blood, his own blood as he felt it trickle down his shoulder stirred something in him. A rage, a hunger for justice. She made him bleed, and he was going to return the favor.

Kat felt her hair being pulled, but she didn't let go forcing him to take a small chunk of skin with her. Then her head was slammed against the wall and all she could see for a second were stars. If it wasn't for him being pressing her against the wall she would've probably collapsed. Then she felt him squeezing her hand, the one with the gun. She gritted her teeth, and reluctantly dropped the gun. Better to lose the gun than the arm. Then she remembered her free hand.

She listened to him as she slowly moved her hand closer to where their bodies were pressed together. "Gotta do this to feel more like a man?" She asked glaring at his silhouetted face. "Probably pretty small down there huh?" That's right get him pissed off, he's bound to make a mistake and rush things. She'd wait for her chance and make him pay for it.

"Good girl." He whispered into her hair almost affectionatly as he heard the gun clatter to the floor. With a quick, small sweep of his foot, he sent it skittering away from both of them. He was stronger than her, that gun was her only advantage.

Feeling her other hand move now he glared. Unfortunatly this bitch was proving to be a bit of a challenge. But that was okay. He was up for it. Every little struggle against him made his pants tighten. And she would feel it.

"Now babe... You just don't move here. Don't be inchen that hand towards me." He warned gruffly. "Behave and I'll take it easy on ya." He said against her neck, his lips sucking on the skin softly. He could taste her sweat. her anger, her fear.

He laughed though as he began to run his fingers through her hair. It was thick and soft, crushing the strands between his fingers he wanted to press his face into it. He wanted this woman, and he would have her. "You think that's why I'm doing this? You got it all backwards darling. I do this... because it's fun. I do this because there is nothing to my ears quite like the sounds of a woman's screams. And don't make fun of me... Because I assure you that's not the case." There were bigger men then him, but oh well. He was big enough to hurt women in more ways than one, that was all he cared about.

"What's your name babe? I kinda like you... Not many women are quite as fiesty..."

Kat heard him kick the gun away from them into the darkness. Then her hand stopped as he spoke. God damn it. "What if I want to give you a hand job?" She asked sneering though she was sure he couldn't see it. Then he was talking again as his hand crushed her hair. She barely listened and tried to remember where one of those pressure points were.

Remembering where it was she laughed. "I'm sure I've had men bigger than you. Hell I bet that's a twig compared to most." Then from where she was her hand shot up as fast and hard as she could just underneath his armpit into one of the most sensitive pressure points that would cause anyone to have a hard time breathing. She wasn't going to let him do what he wanted to her, and she sure as hell wasn't going to die in here. "FUCK YOU!!!!"

"Hah hah..." He laughed harshly. "Why do I doubt that babe? Why do I doubt that you'd do something that nice for me? Besides, I don't want to be the only one having fun." God he wished there was light in here... To see her face... To see her body naked as she lay helpless before him.

He wanted her now, but she was still being too uncooperative.

"C'mon babe, just give me yer name. I wanna treat ya nice, but you're just not letting me here. I'm sure we can come to some agreement... I'm hungry, and you're the most delicious looken thing I've seen all day, I wanna savor you." Why was he being so unusualy nice? Oh, yeah, to get into her pants. He wanted her and he'd do anything, say anything to get himself in.

He gasped at the sudden pain, pressing his arm close to his body. But he was a hunter and he managed to push the pain away to deal her a vicious back hand, harder than before, to make sure she wasn't going anywhere.

"Now you're being a pain in the ass, bitch..." He growled as he walked over to her on the floor, a sharp kick to her stomach. "I was going to be nice to you. A lot nicer than I am with most women." He snarled as his foot lashed out at her stomach again. "But now I'm having second thoughts." He stood above her and glared down, wondering just what to do with her. He wanted her... But she wouldn't be taken willingly. He tried being nice, tried reasoning with her... But what could he try next... There was nothing to tie her with.... But...

Undoing his blet he grinned. It would have to work for now. Hed done it before after all. He could surely do it again. "Why are you making things so difficult babe?" He said with a sigh, snapping the belt so she knew he had it.


((If the last part's too much powerplay, let me know :) ))

Kat's head was swimming after the vicious backhand. She shook her head to orient herself, but then he kicked her in the gut. Gasping for breath she tried to crawl away from him, but was nailed again. She was too busy worrying about breathing than listening to him. Then as she caught her breath she heard something snap, and knew that he'd taken off his belt to tie her hands together. It was now or never for one last resort. "It wouldn't be fun if I didn't." She said before gathering the energy to sit up and lash out where she thought his groin was. She didn't care if she missed or not, but then she connected with his hip, and her other hand lashed out a little lower now connecting with the family jewels.

She scrambled away just enough so she could kick him away from her. "Still feel like screwing me asshole?" She asked standing up as quickly as she could without loosing her balance, though she was still feeling the effects of the backhand and kicks.

He had just been about to straddle her, bind her hands together when he felt a punch at his hips, then he cried out in pain as the next strike connected to what must have been her intended target.

Gasping and wincing with pain he fell back, gripping the belt in his hand.

He made sure to place himself between her and the door, the one way out, leaning against it to help him recover. Oh, fuck no. She wasn't going to get away now. Not untill she had screamed for him. "You whore... You fucking whore!" He snarled as he leaned against the wall. "I wasn't gonna kill you before, but now I'm gonna strangle you with my bare hands."

Enough talk now. It was time for action, no more games, no more words or threats.

Lungging forward he pinned her against the wall, her back against his chest as he pinned her face first with his body. "You do that again and I'll kill you outright." He breathed heavily in her ear. Even a few minutes later it was paining him to move even slightly. He woudl keep the whore here though until he was recovered.

He would wait. For her, to hear her scream, he would wait.

"Put your hands against the wall. Now."

One second Kat was up ready to make a run for it and the next she was face first against the wall. She couldn't push herself away from the wall, and there was no way in hell she was moving without him letting her. "Oh fuck you." She said in response to him telling her to put her hands on the wall.

Her hands weren't the only weapons she had, and she planned on using everything. She lifted her foot up and stomped on his foot using his shin as a guide. For good measure her foot smashed his foot again this time much harder.

She pushed against him as hard as she could giving herself a little breathing room. Hopefully he'd be the predictable guy and go to push back. She had to find her gun, get the advantage again but she had no clue where it could be.

Maverick clenched his teeth as she stomped on his foot. It hurt yeah, but he had already felt worse. After the shot to the nuts, nothing would really hurt him.

"Gonna have to do better than that babe..." He growled. But that was all he said. No. now his task was to get her undressed and ready for him. His hunger was startign to come back as she pressed back against him, her backside against his front. He was sore, yes, but he wanted her more than he cared about the pain.

Slipping a hand in the space she had created he deftly undid the fastens and the zipper of her pants. The other arms went around her chest, pinning one arm to her side. As soon as he had loosened her pants though, his hand slipped down beniether her underwear. His fingers met hair and went further, and his fingers ventured along the folds of skin before finding his target.

"Seems I'm not the only one who's excited babe." He said as his fingers ventured into the slick crevace.

"I want you... And I'm gonna have you no matter what." Maverick whispered softly as he caressed her. "What do I have to do for ya?" His touch was unusually soft, yet still agressive and possessive. "You want me to let ya go? I'll just come for you again... I'm not gonna stop until I've had my fill of you."

Kat gasped as Maverick undid her pants, and reached down between her legs. She was hoping to he'd push back, but he didn't. Damn it all.

"I won't let you have me you bastard!!" She brought her legs up against the wall and pushed with all her might forcing both of them to fall backwards. She kept rolling on top of him, and kneed her in the head as hard as she could. Kat looked around for her gun, and it took her a second to find it and pick it up.

The bitch had split his lip as she hit his head with her knee.

Well he had asked her for a fight, and she was putting up a good one. But that made him want her all the more. But this dark room was no place for that. No. He wanted to see her beautiful face contorted with pleasure ant pain as she enjoyed his every move, hating herself for it all the while.

Standing up he spat out the blood that was in his mouth and glared at her. Apparently she found her gun again. Damn...

"You know you want me babe... You know you want to feel what I can do to you... But not here... Not now... I want to be able to see your face. To see your body. Such a beautiful, strong woman like yourself should only be enjoyed by the strongest."

He stepped forward, reaching his hand out to her face. "And I will enjoy you immencly my tigress... And I know you'll enjoy me... If you only give me the chance." He pulled her into a rough and hungry kiss. "But I always get what I want. I'll find out who you are... Where you live. And I'll have you sooner or later." It wasn't a warning, a threat... It was a promise. He always got what he wanted.

Kat firmly held the gun as the boy spoke. "I want you like I want a hole in the head." She spat back. "I won't let you have me, and I sure as hell don't want you. You're not my type, and you'll never get me."

Then she felt his hand touch his face, but she didn't pull the trigger. "How about getting down on your knees and lacing your fingers?" She asked pressing the gun against his chest.

Then he was talking again, and pulled her into a rough kiss. She was in a moment of shock and her grip loosened on her gun. It took her a moment for it to sink in, and she pushed him with the point of her gun. "Don't make me do something you'll regret, and get on your stomach."

She let go with one hand, and back looking for her handcuffs. Shit she forgot that they were in her purse. It was probably somewhere on the other side of the room, but she was alright. Barely, but she was.

Maverick simply laughed as he ordered her about.

"Shouldn't I be telling you to get on your knees?" He said slyly. "No babe. You aint getting me. I'll be the one to get you. Just wait and see. I'll have you begging for me, wanting me back again and again. I promise." He smirked in the darkness. "Usualy women are a one time thing... But for you... I think I'll be making an exception darlin."

But as she reached for her cuffs he made his way to the door, pulling it open with a slight creak before slipping out. He left his light jacket in there, but he'd just pinch another one. He had to wait anyway. To get a good look at the woman, to watch where she went so he'd be able to find her easier.

He could track her down the hard way, but why bother?

Kat just stared at him in disgust. "I won't be begging for you. You'll be locked up for a good long time." She wanted him to be locked up where the other monsters were. "Stay there!" She stepped towards him, but she didn't have anything to restrain him with. Then she was temporarily blinded by the sudden light as the heavy door opened, and it took her a second for her eyes to adjust. She spotted her purse and picked it up. By the time she did he was gone.

"Damn it!" She kicked the wall, but spotted the jacket she ran over to the nearest store and got a bag and put the jacket in it sealing it as tight as she could so there wasn't much contamination.

She'd nail the bastard before he got to her. Kat left the mall with her DVDs somehow intact, and went to the police station right away. She brought the evidence to the crime lab, and reported what happened to her. There wasn't much she could do from there.