An Old Friend

Hannah has had it rough. One look at the scar on her arm would tell you that. But that wasn't it.

People have always judged her on her looks, and the judgment was never good. The poor girl has only ever had one friend.

And he was one hell of a friend.

To say she owes him a lot would be a MASSIVE understatement.

But she's not about to share what he did. That's a long and difficult story to share.

...

When you've been through what Hannah has been through, nothing gets to you. Being kidnapped and brought to a strange place and **** to become part of a harem? Sounds like a usual Tuesday.

She was completely unfazed as she looked around.

"Why the hell is she here. She's been through enough" Matthew snapped at Violet.

"I'm well aware. I swear to you, this won't be that bad for her" said Violet in a surprisenly gentle voice.

"Matthew, I'll be fine" said Hannah, calming him down. There's no way this could be worse than what she's already faced.

"Hannah is Matthew's childhood friend. The two have been friends during some pretty terrible times in there life. She might not be much too look at, but that will change" said Violet. Hannah flipped her off before going over to her seat.

"Wait, any thoughts?" asked Violet. Hannah looked around and saw Song. This made her smirk.

"I'll have my own fun" she said as she cracked her knuckles.

"And we are down to our final contestant. Someone you've heard a bit about already"