in the early late hours of three or four, The city streets run rampant with pimps and whores. but wander and work in caution was told, because theres one girl thats been over sold.

The Story
How desperate can someone get to earn money? If one does turn to selling themselves, what are the risks? What is in there mind? What do they go through?

Lita Ching came from a very poor family who lived in the ghetto slums of the city. Both parents had a drug and alchohol problem. The mother didn't work at all, while the father worked at the local strip joint. The three of them lived off whatever the father made in a night, that money was usually spent on more beer and heroine. At the age of 8, Lita attended school and would go straight home afterwards. She was constantly beaten by her mother and also raped several times by her father. The mother knew of the father's doings, but she was too scared of him taking her away and leaving her to deal on her own. Lita's childhood revolved around and around like this and by the age of 15 she decided to run away from home. Each time she left, the father would call the police, have her tracked down, and he'd drag her home where he would throw her on his bed, tie her up and beat and rape her continously. One night she snuck out of her house while her parents were asleep, and ran off to the train station where she bought herself a one way ticket to the next city.

When she arrived, she got off the train and began to wander the streets on her own. As she was walking around she noticed a man following her around each turn of the corners. She finally stopped and turned around to ask him why he was following her. he said that he wanted to make sure she'd get home ok because she looked completely lost and because she didn't look like she was carrying any protection with her in this dangerous neighborhood. Lita told the man that she had run away from home and had no where to go. He invited her over to his place and let her sleep there over night. He told her that she could stay there until she could find somewhere to live and settle down. Lita was became happy that immediatly she had a roof over her head and just being away from her parents was a big relief.

The following weeks and months went by and lita noticed there were other young girls her age or older constantly stopping by the man's house at around midnight. By 2:00 am they would all go out with the man and not return until the following morning. Lita spent her days pan handling and asking local stores if she could work there, everyone turned her down.

One night she decided to ask the man who'd she been staying with why there were so many girls and women coming by his house late at night. The man took her into the bathroom and explained to her that he was making money by selling off the girls and the women. Around the neighborhood, he had a reputation for pimping some of the finest girls. This sparked some interest in Lita's eyes. The man told her that if she were to work for him that she'd probably make enough money to get her own place. He explained to her the possibilities and told her what she had to do. It wasn't until a few nights later that Lita begun working for the man, and she was on the highest request because she was so young and seemingly pure. The money started to flow into the man's pocket, and Lita worked the streets everynight. In a night she was able to earn close to two thousand dollars. Lita's expenses were completely covered by the end of a week. Lita continued her work as a prostitute for years and lived off the underworld through her teenage years.

Lita's latest job was a man's house where there was a party going on. The men invited Lita in and had given her some alchohol for the night. Later that night she went with one of the men at the party to the restroom where they had sex, after that she'd come out and take another man off to one of the bedrooms and sleep with him to. By the end of the night she couldn't keep herself up and she went to lay down, where then she was repeatedly fucked by the men at the party. That morning she even woke up with a man's penis in between her legs. Lita took her money and headed back home.

Lita felt a little "off" that afternoon and couldn't stop coughing. Turned out that Lita had caught a cold and she couldn't work that night. She laid at home in rest and failed to work for several nights in a row. The man started to get angry at her for missing out on those nights, yet he still kept his patients. Two weeks went by and Lita's cold had evolved into the flu, and she was more sick then ever. This angered the man because of the money that he'd lost for those two weeks. He approached her one night and sent a slap across her face and yelled at her to go out and start work again. Lita didn't comply to his request and turned her head. This angered the man more and he slapped her again. Lita then got angry and got up to hit the man back, but he grabbed onto her wrists and threw her into a table. Before she could get back up the man grabbed onto her hair and started punching her head. Lita grabbed onto his other hand and took a big bite out of it causing the man to loosen his grip on her hair. Lita got up and ran for the door, she couldn't stop crying. As she was running she could hear the man from behind her, and she was trying to think of where to go as soon as possible. The answers were no where, the man had such a reputation in the city that no matter where'd she go, she would be found and brought back to him. She found herself back where she started her new life, at the train station. She took out all her money and bought a ticket for the next train to the next city.

When Lita arrived it was raining and Lita took a wander around in the city. She then spotted a local bar and decided to enter it and sit down for a few beers. She sat there upon hours drinking and crying to herself at a table. She'd realized that her life would never get any better then it already was and that without proper medicine she would continue on this flu. It was odd though, Lita could tell that is wasn't just any other ordinary flu, she felt her body getting weaker and weaker and she would tire more quicker. Lita then felt a hand being placed on her shoulder. Lita lifted her head up to come eye to eye with another women. The women introduced herself as Nancy Kane and she seemed down on her luck as well. Lita and Nancy began chattering the night away and a bit of laughter broke through. Turns out that Nancy worked as a doctor in the city and she would've loved some company at her house. Nancy also told Lita that she could help her out on her flu and give her a check up. Lita looked at Nancy as her angel and she found herself smiling into pain.

Several months went by and Lita had settled in with Nancy and her two out of control teenagers. Lita was given a rule that she couldn't go upstairs to where the bedrooms were, but one night she over heard Nancy crying and couldn't help but go upstairs to see what was going on. Nancy was crying on the floor and Lita went to hug her only to discover that the husband that she was all depressed about was a man she'd seen once in the city that she had fled from her pimp. She told Nancy about it, and Nancy immediatly left for the city leaving Lita at her home. That night Lita stayed in the living room watching the news and then she heard a loud thump. She turned around only to find Nancy's son on the floor. He appeared to be really drunk and high and had fallen down the stairs. She went over to pick him up and the boy paniced and pushed her away. He got himself up and then grabbed at whatever was around him and tossed it at Lita's head. Lita noticed that there was a sense of fear and anger in his eyes, the same kind that she saw in the men at the last party she was at who're on a combination of recreational drugs. The only difference was that Nancy's son had a small history of drug abuse and was completely violent. He then ran at her and tackled her to the floor while punching her. She blocked his punches and raised her knee into his crotch. He fell over to the side and Lita pushed herself away from him. Lita began staggering up and suddenly felt a hard smack on her shoulders. Lita fell back to the floor and then saw that her blood was flowing freely from a large gash by her shoulders. She turned around and saw the sister holding a hammer at her right. She took another swing at Lita's chest and began yelling " leave my brother alone you fucking whore!!" Lita fell to the floor bleeding intensely, and she threw her foot back and kicked the little girl to the floor. Lita held her head up and began to attempt lifting herself up off the floor again. She then felt some kind of pressure behind her that had once again knocked her down, except this time that weight laid on top of her. Lita began to fall unconcious and tried to push off the weight from her back. A strange ripping noise echoed behind her and then she felt something jamming in between her legs, it was Nancy's son entering his penis through Lita. It was a sensational feeling but also very painful, and she felt the son grab her by the back of her shoulders and pushing himself into her body. Lita began to scream and tried to get out of the grip of the son but she had no luck, he kept ramming into her harder and harder and everytime she screamed he'd place a knife to her mouth and slash it. He then grabbed her by the back of her head and slammed it onto the floor and pulled out his penis. Lita couldn't stop crying, and then she felt a new pain, it was something entering between her legs again, but it was cold and pointed. She then started screaming as the pain began to get worse, it was jamming into her and moving in a circular motion. Lita could feel whatever it was, begin to tear holes into her insides. The son had taken a pair of scissors and began shoving them in and out of her swirling it around in her vagina. Then she felt a second blade enter her from behind and then a third. With the cuts from her mouth to the blood loss from her vagina Lita couldn't hold on to her life anymore and she finally let go.

Lita lived a life of rape and disease. She returns to the city streets as Plague with her "Scissors of Infection". Completely lost without the help of Nancy, Plague wanders the streets tryin to discover by herself how she could cure her disease. She lures men, other hookers and pimps into dark alleys and let them feel into her from behind, then she thrusts her scissors into them and begin cutting out there intestines in hopes she can one night find a cure. Even so, many innocent lives have fallen to her, but. . . she didn't mind.