Shia was growing more and more frustrated by the moment. His search for a guild to join was bearing no fruit whatsoever. He had already tried a few, but they'd all blown them off.

His first thought had been to try the very same guild that had rescued them in the first place. Ash... Shell he think it was called? Something like that. Weird name, definitely not local. However, the receptionist there had blown him off almost from the minute she saw him.

"I'm sorry, but the Guildmaster is out right now." She'd told him. "And besides, even if we did want to hire you, we're having financial troubles at the moment. In fact I don't think we're going to be open for much longer when it comes right down to it."

So Shia had tried another. And another. And another. They'd all given him the cold shoulder, or some overly convenient excuse. Usually something related to money. 

"What am I doing wrong?!" The Shinx growled to himself as he shuffled off to his next destination. The last one he'd tried had at least given him that much, if not in the nicest way possible.

"No. Go try the Sandstone Guild, idiot." They'd said just before slamming the door in his face. So that's where he was now, this 'Sandstone Guild.' He had to climb some stairs, but eventually he did come across it. Unlike the others, the hall hadn't been tucked away on some street corner or some back street, but was out in the open. The hall itself was large, and proud. Shia could not help but wonder how he'd managed to even match this when he first came here, let alone when he went looking for guilds to join. 

As luck would have it, there was already someone outside. A Gabite, leaning against the wall. They looked bored and grumpy, like they did not want to be there at all. As their arms were too small for an armband, the Gabite wore a chest sash instead, with the guild badge clearly visible on his chest. 

Shia, not one to be deterred by appearances, strode up confidently to the hall. This got the attention of the grumpy Gabite, who looked at him with contempt. 

"The hell do you want, civie?" He growled.

"I want to join your Guild." Shia replied bluntly. He knew it was pointless to try and waste time on small talk, and even if that wasn't the case, he had nothing to say anyway.

"Yeah..." The Gabite replied, getting shia's hopes got perked up for half a second, before they came crashing down again with the next word. "No. Fuck off."

This made Shia more than a bit mad. Mad not just at this guy, though he certainly was, but also at every other guild he'd talked to thus far.

"Why do you guild types keep rejecting me right out with no chance to prove myself whatsoever?!" He yelled in frustration.

"Because," The Gabite replied spitefully, "First off, you're an electric type. Maybe you haven't noticed, but we're swimming in those. And not a particularly good one at that. Two, because you don't have a pussy. Maybe then we'd at least consider it for no other reason than to have a hole to fill. And three, because you have a baby face."

"Baby face?!" Shia replied indignantly. "I'll show you a baby face! Come on, I'll show you I'm worth recruiting."

"You're not, but I'm bored, and you're pissing me off anyway. So fine, I'll accept your 'challenge' even though you have no chance whatsoever in hell." He said as he got up from the pole he was leaning against and got into position.

"We'll see about that." Shia told him. 

The two of them raised their fists, as if they were going to go to fisticuffs. However, Shia knew better. He opened the way he always did whenever he had to fight someone in the dungeon. His cheeks glowed, and unleashed a thundershock attack upon the mon in front of him, causing said mon to yell out in anger and pain.

"FUCK! OW!" He yelled. "FUCKIN' 'LETRIC TYPES!"

"See I told you-" Shia's mistake however was not following up and pressing the advantage. This allowed the Gabite to get over the initial shock of Shia's attack, and counter attack with a dragon claw. Pain exploded through Shia's cheeks as he was flung to the sand by the force of the blow. Shia coughed from the dust the fall kicked up, and tried to rise to his feet to continue the fight, but before he could, he felt a foot push him down. 

"You fucking little bastard!" The dragon type above him yelled as he unleashed yet another dragon fury attack upon the helpless shinx below him. And then another, and another, and another, each one causing shia's body to explode in anguish. Shia could do nothing but curl up, into a fetal position in a vain attempt to minimize the crazed Gabite's attacks. It helped little. Pain exploded from his chest, his legs, his face, his arms, all while the Gabite screamed obscenities and curses in his rage.

Finally, the Gabite stopped, once it was apparent that Shia was thoroughly beaten. He got up, and stepped off to the side, and gave the shinx a hard kick.

"You little shit!" The Gabite yelled above him. "You think you can just come in here and-"

"What the fuck is going on out there Gaben?!" 

Suddenly, the two of them looked on as a new voice made itself known from inside the guild hall. The door to the hall opened with a slam, and in the frame stood a large Heliolisk. He wore a sash much like the one that 'Gaben' wore, though the badge was a different color, denoting a different rank.

"What the fuck is all this ruckus, and who the fuck is that?" He asked with extreme irritation. He pointed towards Shia, who slowly unfurled from his protective ball he'd curled himself up in.

Gaben however was not intimidated. He greeted the Heliolisk with a grunt as he regained his composure.

"Nothing, guildmaster." He replied with a special, disrespectful enunciation of the last word. "Just took out some sav-civ trash that tried to join the guild."

The Guildmaster took a look at Gaben, and then a Shia upon hearing this. The lizard flicked his tongue in only a split second, and had shia not been watching intently, he might have missed it. A moment after he did this however, a hostile smirk grew along his lips as he turned back to Gaben.

"Well, good job." He congratulated Gaben. Shia coughed a bit, but was ignored by the two of them. It was clear by now he wouldn't be accepted into this guild either, yet he couldn't find the strength to get up. He was only able to painfully roll on his stomach. He couldn't see either of them in this position, but he could still hear them.

"Whatever." Gaben said dismissively. Shia heard him mumble something under his breath. Something he couldn't make out completely, only 'stupid father' and 'stupid guild leader'. 

"You know what? I can take it from here." The Guildmaster told his underling, apparently not hearing, or not caring about the insult the Gabite just spouted under his breath. 

"Good, I'm off to the Bardello to go get me some eevee pussy." He huffed as he turned and huffed off. 

"Yeah, you go do that." The guildmaster shouted at him before he left. Once he was out of sight. "Stupid noble baby" He in turn mumbled under his breath, as he turned his attention back to the now thoroughly beaten dungeon dweller turned civilian before him. The guildmaster gave a sigh of disapproval as he shook his head.

"What in the drought's hot sun made you think you were guild material, boy?!" He growled, his voice laced with disgust but hiding a small bit of something else as he approached. "Much less my prestigious guild?!"

"I... I wanted... I thought..." Shia coughed.

"Shut it." The Helios hissed. "Let's get one thing straight here. You are not, you will never be guild material. Gaben might be some stupid ex-noble I'm forced to babysit, but he's right on that count at least. A sav-civ like you coming here was just stupid."

Shia looked away, and tried to get up, but his arms cried out in pain and he fell down, his face kissing the sand once more. 

"Pathetic." The helios gloated. "Lemmie tell you something. Here in the Sandstone guild, everyone is judged by their value as an asset. And you, boy... You have none. None! Whatsoever. In fact, you have LESS than none! The only thing you have... is an ass." The guildmaster's tone turned to one of malicious and lustful hunger upon those last words. "...And a rather inviting one at that."

Shia didn't need to be a psychic type to understand where the guild master was going with this. Desperately, he rose to his hands and knees. This time he was able to do this at least, though it still hurt. He knew if he stayed here, it was going to hurt even more. He desperately put one paw in front of the other, his back legs following, trying desperately to crawl away, and hopefully get up and run. 
However, a foot to the back of his head put an end to that plan, as the Helios was on him like a flash. For the third time since he got here, his face kissed sand, this time forcefully. He weakly tried to struggle as he felt a pair of claws lift his ass into the air further. Dread shot through him as he felt the all too familiar sensation of something prodding his behind, and he already knew what it was, and what this Guildmaster was intending to do.

"P... Please no..." He whined.

"Shut it." The Helios hissed at him. "You need to be taught a lesson. About your place in the world, and what happens when you entertain foolish notions of rising above it."

And with that, Shia's butthole burst with pain, as the tapered cock of the Guildmaster was shoved inside hastily. Shia cried in pain as the now familiar experience of being raped made itself manifest once more.

"Ah yeah. That's the stuff.." 

Shia whined as the pain started to dull just a bit. The cock was still buried inside him, and held fast. That didn't last long however, as his rapist quickly pulled back, the friction causing almost as much pain leaving as it had entering. Shia knew this was only the start though, and sure enough, much to his dismay, the bastard guildie's hips began to thrust and pull in a fluid motion, each motion filling the little shinx with a new wave of pain as the Heilos behind him moaned huskily from stolen pleasure.

"Ah, been too long since I've fucked a savage" He growled huskily. Shia, who was already panting in pain, whined at the insult.

"What?" The Guildmaster chuckled at his victim's distress. "You really didn't think you- mmph, fool us into thinking you're- ah, a civ now with, ooh, that badge, didjya?!" Shia yelled out as he gave an especially hard thrust to emphasize his point, making his rear hurt even more than it had. Just to add humiliation to misery, Shia felt his asscheek sting hard as a loud slap filled the air. The Shinx cried out once more in shock. "I've been to theahh dungeon so many times, I nngh know what types aahhre in there. Aaahnd besides, you didn't mmph exactly cover you scent, you mmph stupid savage." He taunted as he continued his painful assault.  Tears flowed from his eyes as his cries filled the air, earning him an unapologetic grunt from his rapist.

"Oh stop sniveling, you stupid sav-cit." He began, "You're quite lucky that you're only getting this." Shia could hardly comprehend how exactly he was 'lucky' in any way shape or form in any of this. So far, everything had just been one run of bad luck after the other. "Back in the good old days, I used to hunt down stupid savages like you. Ugh. For the Lord's dinner plate. Or sell ahh them at the market. Back when we still had that." The Helios growled loudly. "But then Lord Garble went fucking soft." 

He increased his pace, making the shinx below pant and gasp as he tried to keep air in his lungs, it was becoming way too much! He could barely even cry or scream anymore. His ass was pulled towards the helio's cock with each thrust, the act only increasing the amount of pain his rear felt. It now felt hotter than the hottest days the desert had ever produced in his lifetime, and the pain was almost unbearable. As the repulsive invader rubbed harder and harder against his insides, Shia could only hope that it ended soon, that it would all be over, so he could crawl away and sob in the corner in peace.

"How did you ooh get that badge, anyway? What, were the stupid ahhhsss Ashshits giving out free- ooh- badges again?!" The repulsive lizard huffed. Shia's asscheek exploded in pain once more as his malefactor gave another hard slap to it. "No matter. You'll ahh never be a true citizen anyway. Ahh!"

Suddenly, and without warning, Shia finally got his wish. His ears rung as the Guildmaster yelled out loudly in a howl of final pleasure. He felt his ass being pulled against the Guildmaster's crotch as it pressed hard against his sore ass, the throbbing invader being pushed as far into his butt as it would go. However, that was the least of it. Once again, his ass registered a new sensation, the sensation of a hot liquid being shot inside of it, the unwanted shaft throbbing hard with each spurt, the guildmaster giving a hard mini-thrust with each unwanted spray, all five of them, thankfully each one adding less icky cum for him to poop out later than the last.

As the Guildmaster's orgasm came to a close, Shia was finally able to catch his breath. Fresh tears started flowing, as sobs poured forth from his mouth. This only seemd to please the guildmaster, as he gave a haughty chuckle at his handiwork.

"Oh fuck yeah. Much better." He growled. "I needed that."

Shia certainly didn't need it though. He never wanted to have to feel anything like that again. If his own erect cock wasn't indication enough of that. Once again, he tried to crawl away, but his position wouldn't allow him to get far. 

"P...Please.." He whined. "P..Pull it out."

"Hmmph, I'm done anyway, you little savage slut." He said as he pulled it out, painfully slowly, as if to tease him more with it. Shia's throughly abused ass cried in protest of the friction as it left, one last time thankfully, and soon he could feel the unwanted cock pulled out. He weakly looked behind him, and saw the Helio's dick in all its undeserved glory. He caught a glimpse of a thin trail of his abuser's seed still connecting his pole to his hole, but only for a moment as it broke.

Now that it was gone, the thrusts of pain had subsided, to less intense but still painful throbs. The sand below hardened as tears dropped onto them, the dry ground eagerly eating up the first, albeit meager signs of liquid it had ever seen in who knows how long. The tired and pained filled shix's body gave out, and he rolled onto his side, without even thinking it. 

Suddenly, pain exploded again, this time from his chest as the Guildmaster's foot struck his exposed belly with an almost practiced precision. Shia's eyes flow wide as the air was knocked from his lungs. He desperately gasped, his diaphragm going into a pain filled overdrive to fill his lungs with the air he desperately needed. He barely heard the guildmaster taunt him one more time.

"-And unless you want it rougher next time, you'd better stay away from here." He heard him shout. Shia braced himself for another kick, curling up in a fetal position to protect his stomach and chest from another blow. But thankfully none came. Instead, he was greeted to the soft patter of feet moving away from him. The sound of a door slamming filled his ears, filling the Shinx with a small amount of relief. 

As Shia lay there, his ass burning and throbbing with pain and leaking seed onto the sands behind him, coherent thoughts returned to him. These thoughts brought no comfort, as the weight of what had just happened came into him. He had just been raped, once again. By the very people he'd sought to seek help from.
He had failed. He had failed himself, and worst of all, he'd failed Veera.

He tried to cry, but by this point, he was out of tears, and his throat burned with dryness from the cries and sobs from earlier.