In Scotland, rape is a gender-specific crime, meaning it can only be committed by males upon females. Oral, anal and male rape does not constitute rape, nor is digital penetration sufficient. In Brazil, the definition of rape is even more restrictive. It is defined as non-consensual vaginal sex. Therefore, unlike most of Europe and the Americas, male rape, anal rape, and oral rape are not considered to be rape. Instead, such an act is called a "violent attempt against someone's modesty". The penalty, however, is the same. In any allegation of rape, the absence of consent to sexual intercourse on the part of the victim is critical. Consent need not be express, and may be implied from the context and from the relationship of the parties, but the absence of objection does not of itself constitute consent. Duress, in which the victim may be subject to or threatened by overwhelming force or violence, and which may result in absence of objection to intercourse, leads to the presumption of lack of consent. Duress may be actual or threatened force or violence against the victim or somebody else close to the victim. Even blackmail may constitute duress. The International Criminal Tribunal for Rwanda in its landmark 1998 judgment used a definition of rape which did not use the word consent. It defined rape as: "a physical invasion of a sexual nature committed on a person under circumstances which are coercive." Valid consent is also lacking if the victim lacks an actual capacity to give consent, as in the case of a victim with a mental impairment or developmental disability. Consent can always be withdrawn before the actual sexual intercourse takes place, so that any further sexual activity after the withdrawal of consent constitutes rape.
Ella finally stepped forward to the woman. “Excuse me, miss,” she said to her. “Are you okay?” The woman didn’t speak at first. She just stood there in total silence. The deity lightly reached out to the woman. Her fingertips lightly touched her on the hand. The woman screamed out instantly. Ella backed up in a rush. She and Syd stared at her with big eyes. The couple stood looking at the screaming woman. They let her stay like that for ten minutes. When she calmed down, the couple took her to her kitchen.
“Would you like some tea?” Ella asked the woman once she was sitting at the table. The poor soul nodded in silence.
“Okay,” the deity replied. Then, she went to the stove to put the kettle on. Syd studied the woman for a long time. She was still pretty shaken up from whatever happened to her tonight. But what did happen to her tonight? The deity decided to wait until she was calm enough to talk. It would be no use to great anything out of her in this state.
“Here you are miss,” Ella said softly to the woman as she handed her a cup of green tea. The poor soul nodded as she took the cup. She drank up slowly. Ella sat down with her and Syd. All three were silent for a moment. Both deities were curious about this woman. She just shows up in such a state and doesn’t talk at all. What was her story? Well there was only one way to find out in a couple of minutes…
“So,” Syd spoke up to the woman. “What are you doing here? What is wrong?” The woman went very pale. She was now trembling all over. Ella was glaring at Syd coldly now. Her bloke just shrugged at her. But then, the woman finally calmed down again and began to talk. This was her story.
I couldn’t sleep tonight, so I got up and took a walk around my garden. When I got back to my room, I got the feeling that I wasn’t alone anymore. So, I lit a candle to get a better look around. I saw this man sitting on my bed. He was smirking at me in a sick way. I was really terrified of him. He was a charming man, but there was something completely off about him. He had some sort of a tattoo on his throat. It seemed to be the Kanji symbol for fallen or bad. This man was staring at me in a hungry way.
“Hello there!” he said to me. I was too scared to more at first. This man kept his eyes locked on me.
“I am Azrael, my dear,” he introduced himself. I still couldn’t speak at first. I was in deep fear then. I reached over to the phone to dial for home. But, I didn’t get a dial tone. Azrael looked at me smirking.
“Oh darling,” he said. “I forgot, the phone line is dead tonight and I have locked the door as soon as you lit the candle.” I was thinking about how to beg for my life.
“W-What do you want from me?” I asked him aloud. Azrael just sat up on the bed and turned to me.
“They say my name is Death,” he said to me. “But look at me, I am perfectly alive. I am alive!” I stared at him blankly. I really couldn’t think of what to do.
“But what do you want from me?” I asked again.
“We incubi are born many times and many ways,” he went on. I was really lost at his words.
“What do you mean?” I asked him. It then I realized that he was now standing inches from me. The terror in my body was sailing high beyond my control. I tried to scream out, but Azrael quickly covered my mouth. He leaned in close to my ear.
“I’m going to ravish you!” he said to me. I really scared out of my mind now. I tried to escape, but Azrael was holding me as tight as he could to his strong slender body. He wasn’t even trying so hard. He then forced me on my stomach on the floor and began tearing at my clothes. I tried even more to fight back, but he overpowered me right away. I happened to look up and saw him undoing his pants. I wanted to look away, but my fear just held me there. Azrael then forced my head down to the floor and began raping me. He was so violent and painful to me. My attacker dug his claws into my arms and back to keep me still.
“How do you like this, bitch?!?” he yelled out to me. “Hot enough for you?!?” I did the smart thing and kept my mouth shut at that point. The pain was just too unbearable. Azrael just went faster and faster within me. He was groaning and yelling the entire time. I was just crying through the whole thing. Azrael must have enjoyed my misery, because he went even *faster* within me.
“Oh yes!!!” he yelled out. “Are you enjoying this, darling?” I didn’t answer him at all. I was just too afraid to answer at all. I had never dealt with such pain before in my life. I just wanted the pain to be over. I just wanted to go back to bed and wake up from this nightmare.
When he was finished, Azrael sat on the floor away from me. He pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. He turned to me grinning.
“Got a light, love?” he asked. I held my robe and gown tightly to my thin body as I nodded. I couldn’t speak at all. My voice was gone. I reached for my lighter and slid it to him. Azrael picked it up and lit his cigarette. He took a long puff before turning to me again.
“I am a victim of lying morality,” he told me. “And so I am beyond caring!” I just stared at him terrified. I was still fearing the worst from him.
“Y-You’re not going to… kill me, are you?” I managed to ask him. He just laughed at me coldly.
“Kill you?” he asked me. I nodded at him palely. Azrael snorted and laughed at me again.
“Now, why would I kill the messenger before I gave them the message?” he asked me. I looked at him confused. My fears shot up even more.
“Messenger?” I asked him.
“That’s right,” he replied.
“What do you mean?” I asked him in fright. Azrael then rose to his feet and walked over to the bedroom door. He turned around to me and knelt down behind me.
“You are to go to the military apartments and go to apartment number 264,” he instructed me. “You are to tell the owners this little message.” Then, he whispered it to me. I nodded in quick fear when he was finished. Then, Azrael unlocked the door and left.
Syd and Ella stared at her in shocked silence. This story was so disturbing that it had to be true. There was possible way to question if this woman was telling the truth or not. However, there was only one question left that remained in this story.
“What did Azrael say to you?” Ella asked the woman. The messenger looked at her with scared eyes.
“The jasmine has bloomed,” she replied. “And fallen will gather around the blood of the lamb.” The poor woman finally broke down crying. Syd and Ella looked at each in pale shock. They understood the message loud and clear.
“They’re going to kill Alex!” Ella gasped.
“I know,” Syd replied. “And you know what that means…”
“Protect Alex and kill Manami!” Ella finished.
“Exactly!” Syd replied. The deities both then turned back to the crying woman. Guys, welcome to the Red Harvest. And pretty soon, welcome to the Fallen World.