by Jason Krate
She was going to pick up Kaylie, pack up what they could carry and leave this damn city.
She wasn't going to go through that, or put Kaylie through that.
It would be a thousand times worse than any marauder attack she had ever seen would ever be.
She ran up the partially ruined stairwell up to the floor that her apartment was located on, on the top floor at the end of the hall if the truth be told.
It wasn't much, and her bedroom had a hole in the roof which was problematic come winter…but it was still home.
It was going to hurt her a bit to part with it, but she had no choice.
Hers and Kaylie's safety came first.
It had been that way ever since she had adopted that girl when she found her alone, starving and homeless on the Brightmoon City streets of the east end.
* * *
She burst into her apartment and called out Kaylie's name.
She heard no response, and the memory hit her.
Of course she wasn't here.
Kaylie was at Father Morris's choir in the Chapple on 8th street, she wouldn't be back until Father Morris's paladin guards escorted her home with the rest of the children.
Then the best thing she could do would be to pack hers and Kaylie's bags, go to the church and get here and then leave this city before there was no chance of escape from the carnage that that metahuman she had seen was going to cause.
She grabbed her suitcase and bags and began stuffing hers and Kaylie's things into them.
She had just finished packing her underwear (although in her opinion she'd rather burn a few of them) when suddenly she heard a familiar smug chuckle come from behind her.
"Well…." A man's voice spoke to her from behind her, "Never get tired of looking at that backside of yours Rachel."
She rolled her eyes, "Damn it I should have locked the door" she grumbled under her breath.
She turned around to see that her Pimp boss Marco Sanchez and some tall strong man stranger was standing there in the open doorway she had foolishly left open in her haste to move out of the city.
"What are you doing here Marco?" Rachel Addison said, not giving any mixed signals about how she felt about having her pimp boss here in her apartment, and with some kind of Gladiator arena reject.
"Say, I can't help but notice you were packing your bags sweetheart" Marco Sanchez pointed out, his smug smile not vanishing from his face as he spoke to her, "You planning on leaving town?"
"I'm going to use up the 1 pebbles worth of sympathy I have for you and tell you to do the same" Rachel Addison warned, "There is something in this city now, worse than these marauders and the Deathborne Siblings. I've seen it…"
"That's the thing I've come her to talk to you about, The Deathborne Siblings Sadistic Five member called "Bone breaker", apparently, you stabbed him in the leg while in performance of your duties."
"He tried to stick his dick in my ass" Rachel scowled, "I draw the line at that kind of vulgarity."
"Which is why I'm forced to do this" Marco Sanchez said snapping his fingers towards the strong man, "You see, he threatened to kill me if I didn't deliver you to him….and he paid me a pretty fine fee of pebbles as well."
Realizing what Marco Sanchez was talking about, Rachel Addison quickly made a run for the nearby window where her apartment's fire escape was located.
Unfortunately for her, before she could even get to the window, Marco's strongman grabbed her and put a cloth over her face.
He was faster and guessed ahead of time that she would try and exit the apartment that way.
He wasn't dumb muscle as she figured he was.
The last things she heard before the smell of ether knocked her out were Marco's taunting words "You have no one to blame for this sweet thing but yourself. Whores are supposed to do what they are paid to do, scruples get you nothing but trouble."
She was then grabbed by the strongman and thrown over his shoulders, he turned to look at his boss.
"Take her to Bone Breaker's place, you know the way" Damien Sanchez said, "Now get going. He wants his new concubine."
The strongman then left the apartment with the unconscious Rachel Addison in tow.
"I'll just stay here, and wait for the little brat to show up" Marco Sanchez said rummaging through Rachel's clothes in her suitcase, perversely sniffing her underwear "Some of these marauders are pedophiles. I'm going to have to open up a new market to get at that source of Pebbles in this city. I'm nothing but an opportunistic entrepreneur."
* * *
For two hours he made himself at home in her apartment.
Which would prove to be a mistake.
He looked at his watch impatiently, "Where is that bitch's little whore to be? Why isn't she back yet…or better yet why the hell isn't she here!? I have clients who are salivating at the mouth to get their hands on a 12 year old virgin pussy…."
Suddenly Marco Sanchez heard a sound he never expected to hear.
A dark laughter.
A ghostly dark laughter.
He quickly drew his gun and looked around the room to find his unexpected visitor.
"Who's there?" he called out to the empty room.
"Someone from the dark" a dark Voice responded.
Suddenly before Marco Sanchez's shocked eyes, a massive "Flood" of shadows erupted from underneath Rachel Addison's bed, her drawers and her kitchen cabinet and engulf the entire room in blackness.
Marco then felt something cold to the touch grab him by the neck, and then he found himself looking into the sight of two glowing red eyes that were staring right at him there in the blackness.
"Holy Christ!" Marco Sanchez exclaimed in terror.
"Just add blasphemy to your crimes why don't you" the voice mocked, "Now I'm only going to ask this once…where…is…Bone Crusher you damnable excuse for a human being!"
"What makes you think I know where to find the bugger?" Marco Sanchez asked.
"Your staff and whores aren't very trustworthy when they are scared to death of me when I ask questions, or when under hypnotic influence" the owner of the dark voice and glowing red eyes responded, "They told me that you have been sending them out to accommodate the "Unspoken for" members of the Sadistic Five. I could just take your memories or hypnotize you to tell me, but I want you to send a message to the rest of them. So here's how things are going to work here….you tell me where I can find him….or I will send you to meet your maker in the most slowest and most painful way you can ever imagine."
"He owns a place on the South side of the city, near the wall" Damien Sanchez answered hastily, "Other than that I don't know."
"Good. Good. That's smart. You're lucky for being a stool pigeon…." The voice said, "But for waiting here to capture and sell a little girl to a bunch of pedophile marauders…well… they aren't so lucky."
"Who?" Damien Sanchez asked in fear.
"Your balls." The voice answered.
* * *
Suddenly a terrible pain hit Damien Sanchez in his crotch area, it felt like his balls had exploded!
He fell to the ground, screaming and gasping for breath in agony.
The creature of darkness that had attacked him had released him, and suddenly the darkness began to diminish….until Damien Sanchez in his agony saw a guy in a black hat, Trenchcoat and metallic mask standing over him as he clutched his burning crotch.
"What did you just do to me?" he asked in falsetto agony.
"I just used the darkness in your scrotum…" Baron Knight said apathetically, "and sent your testicles to the river. If you hurry you might be able to catch them before the fish begin to try and eat them. Serves you right. A person who would sell children into the sex trade deserve less."
"You….said you wouldn't kill me" Damien Sanchez reminded Baron Knight of his ultimatum.
"I never said you wouldn't leave unscathed. Evil never leaves unscathed with me" Baron Knight corrected, "And you won't die, when I castrated you I gave your arteries
a little something extra to keep you from bleeding to death internally. Temporary fixes that should hold until you get to the nearest surgeon in the city who can do the actual fixings on your Ball-less condition. You should count yourself lucky you aren't the Sadistic Five, something worse is coming for them. That's your job. Once you get out of the doctors, you will warn them that death is coming for them for what they did in Crescent Bay. Tell them that the Baron Knight is coming for them! I'd hurry, you have fifteen minutes before my temporary fixings wear off."
Baron Knight then turned around and shot his hand out, creating a Shadow Walking portal from the darkness underneath the bed of Rachel Addison, and then he began to walk slowly and confidently towards it.
Damien Sanchez watched in shock at what he saw, when he suddenly realized what he was dealing with.
It was another one of those freaks, like the Sadistic Five and the Deathborne Siblings!
Who the hell had they pissed off?
"You go against them, they are going to erase your freak ass! The Five and the Deathborne Siblings own this town for a reason. Because they are motherfucking freaks! You are nothing but a bloodsucking tick you hear me. Just a little bug compared to them, they will turn you into a bloody smear on the ground and such you up through a straw for dinner. It will serve you right when they do you goddamn freak!"
"Wasting time with your petty threats Damien Sanchez, you now have less time to get to the surgeon now than you did when you started foolishly running your mouth off at me just now. I'd get running if I were you…it's not like you have any other reason to get "busy" with those things now do you? Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock… HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!"
And Baron Knight vanished before the castrated Damien Sanchez through his Shadow Portal.
Not willing to not take the Baron Knight at his word, Damien Sanchez headed for the window and began running down the fire escape to the alley where his chauffeur and his Horse powered Limousine was currently parked waiting for him to return.
He then yelled down at his chauffeur, "FREDDY! FREDDY! Get those mules ready to run. We need to get to the nearest doctor as soon as possible. I never thought I'd ever say this, but I need to have a doctor perform the finishing touches for a vasectomy! YES I'M AWARE I SOUND FUNNY! DON'T ASK ME WHY I SOUND LIKE MICKEY MOUSE! JUST GET YOUR LUMP ASS INTO THE DRIVERS SEAT AND DRIVE!"
* * *
South Side Brightmoon, ArcView Park: October 7th, 2063: 10:00 PM
Rachel Addison awoke to find herself bound and gagged in a familiar looking room, with a whopper of a headache…almost as if she had drank skull smash at her favorite bar in the city.
She immediately recognized the room once her vision stopped blurring.
It was the bedroom chambers of the Sadistic Five member, Bone Breaker.
She had left this place earlier in the day, when she had been making her rounds with the freak.
She was angry enough that bastard Damien Sanchez had pimped her out to a freaking metahuman freak, she was even more angry to realize that he had sold her to the freak to stave off his anger for stabbing him in the leg with her knife when he tried to fuck her in the ass.
"Well, well" a familiar voice said from beside her, it was Bone Breaker "The little hussy is awake."
"You!" Rachel Addison said through the gag around her mouth.
Bone Breaker then appeared from the shadows of the bedroom she was trapped in beside her, his smug grin was the kind she would imagine a snake always wore when it spotted its prey.
He then brandished a knife he had hidden in his hand, and Rachel figured he was about to stab her in revenge for stabbing him earlier today.
But to Rachel's surprise, he only used it to cut her free from her bonds.
"What…?" Rachel said in disbelief.
"Those bonds are unnecessary" Bone breaker said smugly, "You can't leave this building unless I say so this time."
"Watch me freak!" Rachel Addison spat, and then she leapt up off of the floor and made a sprint past Bone Breaker to the door out of his bedchambers.
He didn't make a move to stop her.
And she was about to find out why.
Just as her hand was about to grab the doorknob to get out of this room, he whole body froze and she found she couldn't move at all.
Behind her, Bone Breaker had his hand outstretched toward her and his face was showing a demonic grin.
He then concentrated on his powers, and Rachel to her horror found that her legs started to walk against her best wishes back towards Bone Breaker….back towards his bed to be exact!
"I said that the bonds were unnecessary" Bone Breaker explained as Rachel was forced by his powers to go back to the bed where she had been earlier today, "I didn't mean that you were free to leave. You and I have some unfinished business sweet ass."
"What are you doing to me freak!" Rachel Addison growled.
Apparently for now she could still talk, he hadn't taken control of her jawbone yet.
"I have the power to control peoples bones pretty ass" Bone Breaker explained, "among other things, I can use it to make certain bones of a person do what I want them to do like a puppeteer. You know something though pretty ass, you have no one to blame but yourself for this. All you had to do was let me fuck you in the ass and that would have been that. You would have gotten your pebbles and you wouldn't have heard of me again until fate sent your services to my doorstep again by way of your former boss. But instead you spurned me, and stabbed me in the leg. So now to save his own ass from my revenge, he sold your ass to me to finish what is started."
"You seem to have Ass on the brain jerkoff" Rachel Addison snapped at Bone Breaker in contempt.
Bone Breaker then focused his powers and Rachel Addison soon found out that no she could no longer open her jaw to speak.
"Just your ass pretty ass" Bone Breaker smirked, "Now…assume the position."
Rachel Addison tried to fight it, but Bone Breakers control over her body's bones was too great.
To her absolute horror, she soon found herself climbing back into his bed and assumed the sexual position she despised the most…the doggy style.
She couldn't move her head any more than she could the rest of her body, but she could feel that perverted metahuman freaks hands touch her around her hips and start to pull her pants down.
Bone Breakers laughter rang around the room.
Rachel tried to fight back desperately, but it seemed to be of no use.
He was going to rape her and she couldn't fight back.
"You'd best start to enjoy this doll face" Bone Breaker snickered as he eyed Rachel Adlers pink underwear she had one once he had pulled her black leather pants down far enough to see them, "You're mine now. I paid good money to make you part of my harem. When I'm done with you…you can join them downstairs. Have some girl talk. HA! HA! HA! HA!"
* * *
Suddenly, to both Rachel and Bone Breakers surprise, a secondary voice began laughing.
It was a dark, and definitely ghostly like laughter.
And more importantly it sound like it was coming from the darkness of the bed's rafters above them both.
Rachel then heard Bone Breaker make an exclamatory sound of surprise, and then begin to make choking noises.
Suddenly to her great relief, she found she now had full control of her body again and she quickly turned around to see what was going on.
To her surprised shock, she saw that Bone breaker was now being suspended up above her current position on the bed, with a hand made out of what looked like was made out of shadows wrapped around his neck, which was choking him.
She then saw that the shadow hand was attached to a shadowy arm, which was attached to…..she recognized the owner of the living shadow arm as the metahuman she had seen in the alleyway earlier in almost an instant.
Only this time she saw that he was emerging out of some kind of swirling dark purple portal like thing that seemed to have been formed out from the darkness of Bone Breaker's
bed's dark rafters.
This unknown metahuman emerging from the darkness above both of their heads in the beds rafters either hadn't taken notice of her, or was ignoring her presence, because Rachel could see that the eyes of this metahuman creature were fixed on the frightened eyes of Bone Breaker.
Not wanting to be a damn fool and stay here any longer, Rachel pulled up her pants and bolted out of the room just as the new metahuman violently tossed Bone Breaker across the room and into the left wall of the bedroom.
