You had been captured by Velvet and Veener, two brutal superstars and they had abused you in the worst ways possible, destroyed your innocence. Barely even alive, once you were thrown around, then out of your diamond prison. Half conscious, instinctively you crawled away from the hands that were pulling you close, afraid you'd be hurt again.

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME! NO!" you cried out.

"it's okay! it's me, it's me. it's me, look. look... it's me.." Bruce placed his hand on your cheek.