Inspired Deviations

Reeling it all in

2020-08-30T03:45:00.000-05:00

The lights flickered in the lab as Jack woke up. Just was still settling and there was smoke in the air as he took in his surroundings. Everything was in ruin.

Over a decade a worth of work was scattered around the lab, equipment and paperwork smashed and tore apart, lay in pieces as far as he could see.

Attempting to get up he realized he was pinned down, something was crushing his leg and he hadn't felt it until now. 'That's not good' he thought to himself. He tried to pull on his leg but was racked with pain running up his spine from the crushed limb. "Fuck!" He cried out.

Just then he heard a groan from across the room. "Rory? Ray? You guys alright?" Jack called out, remembering the others that were in the lab before everything became a giant mess.

"I'm alright, old man." A young man's voice called from the suction of the groan.

"Ray! The fuck happened?" Jack asked as he was shook with pain again. "Shit, forget that. I'm pinned kid, I'm gonna need some help"

"Is saving your ass going to be a new routine around here, or am I just unlucky?" Ray chided as he came around a server cabinet that was knocked over. "Shit, you look like... Well, shit." He said as he knelt next to Jack.

"I feel like it, now help me out of here, lift that cabinet off my leg." Jack nodded towards the file cabinet crushing his leg. "Slowly, it fucking hurts and too fast might cause more damage"

"Looks kinda heavy, let me test it first" Ray slid a hand under the corner and tried to lift the cabinet, it hardly budged. Jack howled in pain as he set it back down. "Let me see if I can find something to help." He said before he darted back into the smoke.

"Hurry up! There's a fire or something if there's this much smoke" Jack called after him. "See if you can find Rory"

"No shit." Ray muttered as he shoved aside server cabinets and remnants of the massive quantum computer that used to take up most of the lab. "How the hell did all this happen?" He asked himself as he rounded a corner. Slumped against the wall was a man in a white lab coat, Ray recognized him instantly as Rory, not because of what he was wearing, but due to his resemblance to Jack. Being a clone of sorts, Rory had the same punchable face as Jack, only younger, yet different somehow.

"You alive?" Ray asked, slapping Rory a couple times in the cheek. Looking up to the kid, Rory shook his head and sighed. "It's one thing to save Jack, but to come to my aid? Things just be pretty bad. Holy crap, what the hell happened here?" He said fully taking in the room around him.

"We can figure that out later. You good? Jack is pinned." Ray said extending a hand out to Rory.

"Yeah, I'm good." Rory said taking Ray's hand. "Let's save Jack... Again."

After twenty minutes and lots of effort, they managed to free Jack, and get him mobile. He wasn't as injured as he lead on, earning him some side eye from his companions, but they didn't say anything. With a bit of team effort, the three managed to move aside enough debris to reach the tunnel to the surface, and climbed out, flopping into the ground gasping for the fresh mid morning air.

"Anyone know what the fuck happened in my lab?" Jack asked after a few minutes, staring at the sky as he leveled his breathing.

"Well, nothing good I imagine." smirked Ray.

"I think... I think he's loose. " Rory said softly.

"Great... Just great... Did anyone bother to check the status of the pods?" Jack asked sitting up quickly.

"Yeah, pod room is fine. Seems like the damage was all in Lab A. " Ray said, trying to calm Jack down.

"We need to go back down" Jack says rising to his feet, his ankle causing him to limp and wince as he walked back towards the hatch.

"We need to find Mac" Rory said standing up to follow Jack.

"We need to get the fire out before Lab A isn't the only thing on fire down there" Ray reminded them.

"Well fuck" Jack and Rory said in unison, then turned to stare at one another.

"This is getting old" the two said at once.

Ray laughed.

Scratch that. My entire fucking family hates me.... Wheres the scotch?

2014-05-11T17:46:00.001-05:00

After a few hours of explanation, I think I finally understand what is going on here. "So let me get this straight. Naida is well over a few thousand years old, some group you call The Organization was studying her and you, Dad, broke her out and stole all their research? And in that research was some extract from her blood that somehow, and you wont tell me because you are a sadistic asshole, I ingested as a kid? And The Organization found out that I ingested it, and wanted to kidnap me for research? So you abandoned the three of us, me, mom and Kent in new york in a safe house for protection, telling me and my brother to get fucked, beating me a couple times before you left, and then going about your day? All the while you amassed resources to protect us, and when they found us, you attempted to make it look like we all died, but I wasn't home, so you allowed me and only me, to think my whole family was dead, and then took mom and Kent into your little order of freako's and just watched me jack off for the past 5 years? Is that all? Did I miss something?"

"Well that about sums it up. A little twisted of you to say I would ever beat my dearly loved son." Trent started to speak

"You took a bat to his rib cage and kicked him in the head and watched him heal up before your eyes due to whatever it was that was in the vial he drank as a kid. You are an asshole Dad." Kent corrected

"If I even drank it, sick fuck probably fed it to me." I grunted against the duct tape holding me to the chair.

"I would never.... Well, now that you mention it.... Nah. I definitely didnt put the bottle cap on the wrong bottle and mistakenly give it to you on purpose or anything. Im not that sadistic of a man." Trent laughed

"Fuck you" I said through clenched teeth.

"Whatever, so I take it She is on the ship you came from?" Trent asked Kent.

"Actually, she is on the island waiting for us" Kent replied

"What island?" I asked now confused

"Well, it isnt really an island persay. More like, an isolated area of the world cut off from everything else that might as well be referred to as one." Trent spoke from behind me cutting the duct tape. "Behave will you? The guards can be far more brutal than I ever was." he whispered in my ear.

Scoffing I turned to him and gave him a hug "If it werent for my bruther right there, the knife I have pressed against your balls would find its way into your flesh old man" I whispered in his ear

"Behave youngster, you have alot to learn" he said calmly, and with that I was on my ass and he hadnt moved.

"Enough you two. I get it, one has daddy issues, and the other loves having a regenerating toy. But now isnt the time for such stupidity" Naida said coming back from the bathroom

~~~~~~~~ Several hours later of family bonding time......~~~~~~~~

"So I can regenerate? But to do so I basically knock myself out?" I asked completely bewildered.

"Pretty much. I can as well, but much faster, and of course, I dont exactly go all epileptic when I do." Naida giggled at me. We were back in the sparing area from earlier. Now that I knew my dad was watching me get my ass handed to me, it almost felt rather sadistic. He always was getting off on my pain. Fuckin asshole.

"So why are we down here causing me pain again?" I asked nursing a bad pain in my jaw from a rather fast right hook she gave me only a few moments prior.

"Because we need to teach you to not black out from pain silly. And because Trent isnt the only one who gets off on you squirming." she grunted kicking me in the chest making me fly back 10 feet into a wall and then pressing me to it by my throat. "But I just love that look on your face."

"What look?" I asked groaning in pain

"That look telling me to fuck off"

Puppy is biting my toes...

2014-05-07T18:08:00.000-05:00

"Oh do please shut up." Trent told me harshly while opening a drawer on his desk and pulling out a small wooden box.

"Fuck you. That's my brother!" I shouted at his

"Yea and? So what?" Naida scoffed walking over to a mic on the wall and pressed a button. "When he gets here, send him up. Oh..." she looked over at Curtis and gave a cruel smile "Do be gentle this time"

"Hey you fuckin bitch whats the big ide-" and then all was black. I was getting real tired of being hit in the head with shit.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Little Brother Time~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I pulled the speed boat alongside the ship and was greeted by a man with an rifle on the base of the ladder. "Oh, hello Mr. Kent. Good to see you." he said lowering his weapon. "Likewise Victor, I assume everyone is still on the bridge?" I smiled as I shook his hand. He is a good man. "Well, the lower deck Sir." he said stepping on to the boat and securing it to the side of the ship. "Well, Ill leave you to it. Make sure to tie it up real good though, I think there is a storm coming." I spoke stepping onto the first step of the ladder. "No problem Sir, no one can tie a knot like I can!" Right you are Victor." I ascended the ladder and reached the main deck. Looking around it was exactly as it was last time. Deserted. Well, aside from the guards posted everywhere under tarps, painted to look like parts of the ship, and others laying on high parts not easily visible. Just as it had always been.

As usual, I wasn't given any fuss when I reached father's ship. I was wondering if my brother was receiving the same treatment though. Dad had a way of toying with his mind our whole lives. Never understood why. Other than dad being a complete and utter asshole, I shall never know. I just hope he filled him in on everything before I got here otherwise I will have to deal with my brothers obnoxious whining and groaning. It really does get old, especially when you watch him from a distance for 5 years. It is hard to understand how we were related.

I wandered on over to the tower where the bridge was and paused. I hadn't seen my brother in 5 years. Of course, I have watched him all this time, but I havent been in his presence since he thought I had died. I laughed a little. "Oh shit" I said to myself, and entered the hatch. Inside was eerily exactly as I remembered it from last year. Dirty, filthy, spider webs and rats being the only signs of life. Dad sure knew how to make a ship seem abandoned. Too bad he forgot to tarnish this shiny new door handle on this door not meant to be on a ship. Opening the door, I went down two flights of stairs and entered the observation deck on the other side from whee the lower bridge was. That is when I saw them tying my brother to a chair. I ran as fast as I could Not knowing what hellish ideas father had in store for him.

I burst into the door "Come on you promised!" I shouted at father. "He wasn't to get hurt." "Oh hes just fine. We knocked him out because he started getting a little... Out of hand when he saw you. He thought you were dead remember?"

"What.... Where am I?" Curtis started to speak as he came to. I knelt before him and lifted his chin. "Hey big bro, its been a while."

I must have eaten something bad.

2014-04-30T09:45:00.000-05:00

There was a million other reasons why I could have lost my memories on where I was, but that was the only thing I remember doing right before all of this. Eating at home by myself.

Looking around again I saw some people walking towards me and had the instinct to hide behind some stairs. I had no idea what they were talking about as they walked by, but if my gut screamed that there was something wrong with them, well then fuck I'll listen. Waiting until they passes by o tried to remember anything of last night and I couldn't. It was almost as if something was splitting my head open trying to remember.

Once they passed by I quickly turned the corner and with horrible floppy grace I ran back to the room I found myself in. I didn't know what to do or who to go to in this situation but I knew I couldn't stay here any longer. Pacing back and forth I tried to figure out if I had enough strength to swim to shore and the likely hood of that was not. Then I remembered seeing a life boat and decoded that was my best chance.

Taking a deep breath I opened the door and listened for anyone over top. As I climbed the stairs I knew if I looked nervous I would get caught easier. Therefore, stood up and walked with considence to the life boat.

Probably some local fisherman out for a pleasure cruise at night through eel infested waters.

2014-04-30T02:05:00.000-05:00

They had been following at a steady pace for the last couple of days, but now the ship started to pull away from them. Since the engines were at full power already it was likely they weren't going to catch up. Kent had walked out on the the deck of the ship and was standing at the bow. Cripes, he thought, what had Purvish gotten himself into this time. Usually it was just a minor issue with his work performance or a drunken brawl at the bar, but his ability for getting into trouble had escalated in the past week. Or maybe it was just this family. After all he was on a boat owned by what was probably shell company that was based in England and dealt in nautical salvage.

A salty breeze made Kent hug himself as he stood there looking out at the fading ship. "Fuck it", he thought as he went back inside. Jogging down a set of stairs, he grabbed his coat off a peg. Then heading to the cargo hold he hit the door release and grabbed a set of keys. A voice came over an intercom set in the wall next to it. "What are you doing? Why is the cargo hold door open?"

Kent pressed the button to speak, " I'm taking the speedboat." he said it tersely as he quickly turned and ran for the boat. He grabbed a backpack along the way and hopped in the boat. The intercom voice protested but he was to focused on his plan as he used the remote to drop the boat out of the cargo doors. As the doors closed the intercom voice said, "Shit! I told you we should have kept him in his cabin."

My dad is an asshole

2014-04-30T01:13:00.000-05:00

"Maybe I did." Trent laughed. "Put our pursuers on the screen, I want to see up close what we are dealing with here" Trent spoke now with authority in his voice, the laugh gone from his eyes. I knew that look, he had seen it in the mirror before. Shit was about to go down.

"Naida, will you please have him sit in a chair at least. No sense in letting him get hurt." he said without glancing at me.

"Hey I am not a child ol-" "Shut it kid, get up and sit down." Naida said pulling me to my feet and shoving me into a seat.

"Hey what the fuck. THATS MY BROTHER!!!!!"

Memory Loss

2014-04-30T00:23:00.000-05:00

A thrust of my world was the reason why I woke up so hard. Where the hell was I anyway? Looking around, I sat up from the bed I was on and grabbed my head as my world spun. Oh shir, where was I?

Looking around again, I saw there was a stair case next to me and that's where I wanted to be. Even if I didn't know where that was. I stood up and immediately fell as my ground moved from underneath me.

That made me move even faster as I tried to get to the top of the stairs as fast as possible. Swinging the door open I stood in awe as I saw that I was on a boat. That made sense as to why I was moving every which way.

What the fuck was going on?!

You're hardcore!

2014-04-29T23:08:00.001-05:00

"Mom's not dead? Where the fuck is she?" Curtis lunged at good old dad again but this time Naida grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him back down to the floor." He turned to swing at her but she caught his arm and put his face to the floor.

"I don't know, all I know is that we didn't find Rose or Kent in the rubble. As for why we tried to kill her, well it comes down to that age old cliche, she knew to much. After that, we went looking for you since the opposition had made it's move. I'm sure you already know this since we found them kicking your ass." He hung his head at the mention of this. "I was starting to wonder if you were actually my son until I got a look at your biometrics. Turns out your not weak you're lazy. So now that you know whose behind all this," he spread his arms referring to the ship," It's time to crank it up to 11!"

With that one of the men standing nearby, reached over on a console and turned a nob,(presumably up to 11). That tiny movement sent the ship lurching forward as additional systems all over the ship became active. "What the hell Dave?!" ,Mr. Trent turned and look at the man responsible. Dave's eyes went wide and he stuttered an apology. "S-sorry Mr. Trent, I thought that was my queue. I-I'll turn it off."

"Oh don't bother. It was theatrical but not unnecessary. They were catching up anyway."

"Keep talking dad," he spit the word out sarcastically, "you just lost me again. Who are they, and why are we running? And did you really just reference Spinal Tap?"

If I had a nickel for every motherfu-

2014-04-22T03:17:00.003-05:00

It was then, and only then, that I realized that there was someone on top of me. A familiar weight, and curvature of the posterior gave it away as to who it was.

"Naida, glad to have you on top of me, but my asshole father is in the room." I grunted pushing her off of me. "Alright pops," I said standing to my feet, "Start talking."

The man just looked at me, judging me with his eyes. Those fucking eyes. I had no idea why I was so angry at him. All my life I had wanted to finally see my dad, and here he was. Yet all I wanted to do is sink my fist into his smug face. Those fucking eyes. Same as mine. Like a mirror into my own internal hell. Just as I was about to speak again, he stood up.

"I gotta tell ya, you are exactly as I picture you would be. Stupid." He said with a laugh "Look motherfucker, what is the big idea-" "Silence for a moment, I wasn't done." I heard him say as Naida's hand smacked me on the back of the head. "I told you to watch your mouth remember?" she whispered in my ear. "Naida, it's alright. Look Purvish... Ah hell, I can not call you that. Why your mother changed your name I will never know. Curtis, wait...." Suddenly the man erupted into laughter.

"Did you say your mother died when your apartment building imploded?" He spoke through his laughter falling back into his chair. After a moment of regaining his composure he turned to look at me. "Now wipe that look off your face, It isn't what you think. I wasn't laughing about Rose dying. I was laughing because you think she is dead"

Hi Dad!

2014-04-22T02:48:00.002-05:00

Purvish's breath caught in his chest when he heard that. And then he started to cough as his lungs were still starved for oxygen. Naida looked at him with a bemused smile and then shot a look to Mr. Trent. “I've always appreciated your directed approach, but perhaps you might want to let him wind down a bit before you spring some shit like that on him.” He looked at her with a straight face.

“You can leave now Naida.” She scowled at him as she turned to leave then it turned to a grin as she planned some “training” for later. Mr. Trent turned to look at his son and tilted his head to the side bit before he asked again, “ Do you know what happened to your parents?”

After calming down and regaining his composure, Purvish looked at the man in the chair, blinked a few times and replied with, “ Well I believe mom was crushed when our apartment complex was imploded, and I have no idea where the fuck you have been you tactless asshole.”

Mr. Trent raised an eyebrow in surprise. “ You recognize me? How?”

“I didn't, I only suspected because mom always called you an asshole when she talked about you. I gotta say right now I can't disagree with her.” Purvish rushed forward and punch his father in the face. In the next moment he found himself on the ground. His father hadn't moved and neither had the white coats.

“It's good to see you too son. Now if you'll just stay there for a bit while I explain the situation.”

TL:DW (Too Long:Didnt Write)

2013-06-29T17:50:00.001-05:00

After about three straight hours the kid finally managed to get the hang of things. what he didnt know is, his father created this ship, and was watching from an observation deck above the sparring chamber. Purvish, his mother called him, the boys real name was Curtis Trent Jr, however to keep him safe, and hidden, his mother changed it to Purvish Miller. It had taken almost 6 years for his father to track him down, and here he was at last. The last time he had seen his son, the boy was only 3 years old.

"Thats enough Naida. Send him up. The engines can take us the rest of the way now." he spoke into the mic and his voiced echoed through the chamber below. He leaned back in his chair, and sighed. It was time to tell the boy how is mother hadn't died 5 years earlier.....

~~~~~~~~~~~ next~~~~~~~~~~~

"Alright P, you heard him. Time for you to meet the boss man." Naida said slamming the kid to the ground. Oddly enough she found inflicting pain on the guy slightly arousing. She had always been a sadist, but this time, it was more pleasurable then she remembered.

"Boss man? Wait, you mean that voice I heard the other night?" Purv said sitting up, cluthing his chest, breathign erattically. Just as he got to his feet, Naida swept his feet out from under him. "Just follow me, pretty boy" she said grabbing his hand and pulling him to his feet. "Your ARC should tell you how to get there if you get lost following me. Do keep up." she said, punched something into her own ARC and took off towards the wall to the right. "Hey wait up!" he yelled after her.

White stairs came out of the wall, leading towards a light in the cealing, at first she couldnt see them, but she knew they would be there, she jumped up to the third step and felt her foot fall firmly against it and kept running up the translucent white steps that blended almost perfectly into the walls of the room. Close behind her she could hear heavy breathing. She turned back to see the kid had managed to keep up with her.

"This way!" she said, taping her ARC again and darting through a passage that opened in the wall. She slowed her pace to a casual stride, and walked through the dimly lit corridor of the cargo ship towards the door of the observation deck. She stopped at the door and turned to Purvish. "Alright P. This is Observation. Do me a favor, and keep your mouth shut unless spoken to. You might receive a special treat later if you behave" she said winking at him

Inside the room there were a few computer screens, a desk, two men in white coats, and a man, looked to be in his late 30's, but had a presence of being more like his early 50's staring out the glass into the room they were in moments before. He turned to them and smiled

"Ah welcome Mr Miller. I hope Naida here has been kind to you? Please, have a seat. " he said gesturing to a couple chairs. "Before you say anything, let me ask.... Do you know what happened to your parents?"

Because fuck you, thats why

2012-03-07T13:47:00.001-06:00

I had been paying attention the entire time, after all you listen with you ears not your eyes. As soon as she caught up to me I ducked and pushed back with my left foot in an attempt to trip her. Not suprisingly, I connected with her legs, however, as she was tumbling over me she managed to get her feet on the floor by placing her hands on back back. "Eager to get started?"
I smiled as a reply and she twisted my leg in a manner that put my face on the floor. "Well then, let's get started." As she said this she stood me uptight and delivered a straight punch to my chest that knocked me against the wall. At the same moment the ship lurched forward demonstrating the strength behind her blow. Not only had she moved the ship, but I was also struggling to breath. “That. . .was. . . unexpected.” I replied between wheezes.

Naida raised an eyebrow “ Really? Did you think you be up against a helpless girl? Did you forget what I did to the thugs that had you on the ground?” As I managed to regulate my breathing I dropped my head and looked down at the floor feeling stupid.
“ I'm sorry, I shouldn't have underestimated you. Perhaps we should start off slower.”
She snapped her fingers at me,”Hey don't get to down on yourself about that. After all it's not every man that can pay attention to my words while staring at my chest.” She smiled as my head popped back up and I looked at her with an awkward look on my face. She took a fighting stance, “Now, ready for round two?”

first immortality and then the.....

2012-01-24T15:41:00.003-06:00

"Look kid, it is very simple. Once your eyes divert their attention from my breasts, we shall continue. Good, now look here" she told him, unsure if he was really paying attention. "All you have to do is" she snapped her fingers this time. "Pay attention." she was starting to get annoyed. I'm starting to think he wants to get punched..... "Alright as I was saying that this ship operates off of kinetics. The more movement in this room, the faster, and more constant the speed of the ship. If you look at this right here," she said tossing him an ARC rig. "What the hell is this?" he said after catching it and staring at it with wonder in his eyes. "That would be an ARC rig, keep it on you, it might come in handy. At the moment it is set to show you the speed of the ship, which is decelerating." she answered, unsure if he even understood that as his gaze was once again on her breasts. "Look, if you look at my breast one more time, ill break your nose. Got it?" "Yea, crystal clear." he said taking a step back. Before she realized she must have stepped right in his face and given him her signature look.

for the next couple of hours she explained to him about the ARC and how it and the ship worked. She taught him what he needed to do to make the ship accelerate, and a couple of the basic functions of his ARC. "Can it browse the internet?" he asked suddenly staring it down. After all, it was basically a mini computer the size of an iPod strapped to his wrist. "I... I suppose you could but, i dont see why you wou-" "Wheres the bathroom?" he cut her off. "Its over there, the door on the left" she pointed. "Be right back!" he said taking off faster then she had seen him run this entire time.

"What are yo- HEY! Get back here thats not what thats for!" she screamed chasing him after realizing what he was about to do.

Fire it up.

2011-10-02T03:22:00.000-05:00

In lieu of chasing rats around the ship, I started to follow the path that became obvious when you realized it was etched in rust and started at the end of the message on the deck. I have no idea how old the ship was or how long it had been out at sea, but I certainly going to get my questions answered when I reached the engine room. When I reach the end of the path I see what looks like claw marks on the door and the door frame. I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for that so I enter. No reason to be afraid at this point as I've been kept alive this long.

"Finally." I here Naida mutter as I enter.
"Well if you wanted this to go faster it's not like you had to leave me up on the deck like that." I replied caustically.
"Is bitching the only thing you know how to do?"

"Have I even been awake long enough do any bitching?"

" I suppose not. Sorry I just like to tease."

"Yeah I've seen how you like to tease. I think my balls are still blue from our time spent in bed together."

At this she blushed a little and replied with ". . . Teehee." I looked around, but this didn't look at all like an engine room. It looked more like a room for training as it was quite large and devoid of an engine. That was the real tip off. "So I suppose that this ship is drifting towards our destination and I'm just suppose to train until we get there?"

"Something like that. You almost catch on quickly for someone that's only been awake for an hour."

"That's cute, please tell me we're going to do some sparring so I might at least have a reason to hit you."

"We can do that if you like but perhaps you might like me to explain what it is I wanted with you to begin with? It's not like we've really had any time to talk."

"Well in this day and age I figure it was a common occurrence for young men such as myself to be spirited away by mythical creatures. Or at least by people named after them, Naida.

As she came into view she locked eyes with mine. The gaze was wary and piercing and seemed to be her way of saying we aren't talking about this . . . ever. We'll I suppose I could write this up like that but then wouldn't it be more interesting to fill in all the blanks instead of just filling a whole page with an action montage describing as it turned out that my actions in this room were actually turned into energy that kept the boat in motion therefore making sure we get there when I'm ready? At least I think that's what she meant when she used the term kinetic propulsion. Maybe I should stop staring at her chest and try to pay a little more attention. . . maybe.

2011-06-17T14:39:00.001-05:00

Waking up in a new place didnt surprise me. At this point, i began to think nothing would. I am passing out all over he place, being kidnapped by a beautiful girl, taken to unknown places, cut up, weird voices coming out of a fire and disappearing when i make a noise, people jumping through the walls trying to kill her, and then dying before my eyes with ease as if she was playing with them. Definitely, nothing would surprise me now.

Except, where i have woken up. Hotel? Fancy room? Dungeon in some exotic European castle? No! I have been brought aboard a ship, and am now in the middle of the ocean. To make matters worse, ive been walking the deck, and the first three floors for the last 5 hours since i awoke, and have not seen a single person. the lower floors were completely cut off, doors were welded shut Rust, old blood, and rats are the only signs of life or otherwise on this ship. that is until i climbed up into the watch tower and looked onto the deck. In giant letters i never noticed from the deck level, and can only see from where i am now, where scrawled the words 'TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH, NOW WHEN YOU ARE DONE PLAYING AROUND COME DOWN TO DECK D ENGINE ROOM B. -NAIDA'

"Perfect. Now how the fuck do i get THERE" i muttered to my self......

2011-06-02T04:13:00.000-05:00

Before I was even fully awake the glass windows in the room shattered inward, the door burst open, the roof collapsed, and the world was filled with light and noise in an instant. Ten men attired in bullet-proof armor with gas masks wielding P-90 submachine guns stormed into the room, aiming their weapons directly at the woman, her body becoming a lightshow from their laser sights. The woman crouched low, ready to move at a moment's notice.

That moment came when the men opened fire upon her. In a flash the straight razor found itself imbedded in the neck of one man as the woman snatched up the tentacles and leaped into the air, twisting and twirling, dodging the automatic fire with inhuman speed. A split-second later she flung a tentacle at a man, watching it land on his mask with a wet squelch. It wrapped itself about his face in an instant, crushing his skull causing bone and brain matter to splatter about the room.

This was all that I saw before I passed out again, my last thought being that seeing brains made me want to get some jelly.

So much fun.

2011-05-29T01:43:00.000-05:00

As she reached the door she was doing her best to hold back a giggle fit. It was terrible the way she was teasing him. Of course she hadn't done anything to him while he was asleep. Aside from testing his blood. She was making sure he had the genetic markers that she suspected. As for tying him to the bed, she really only did that so he wouldn't hurt himself. He was pretty messed up when she brought him here, he was twitching a lot and she worried he might have brain damage. But after a quick scan of his neural pathways, she found it was just muscle damage. So while he was passed out, she had an acupuncture therapist work on him. Most of his twitching stopped after that, his body was still pretty tense though. So she laid next to him for a while, cuddling in close and his body had finally relaxed. When that happened she left his side and went to take care of some other business.
When she got off the bed the fire place ignited into bright blue flames and several tentacles, scaly and red, slinked out. Followed by an sad echoing voice. "Is he suited for our purposes?"

"Yes." She replied. "As soon as he recovers from the terrible beating they put him through we should be able to proceed with his initiation."

"Good, things have been getting worse much faster than we had expected, if we can prepare him quickly, perhaps we can get out of this without any lasting damage. Do what you can Naida."

"Of course Echo, I will get everything ready." She turned hearing movement from the bed. "He's awake." The fires died out with a woosh while she walked over and pulled back the curtain. " Oh goody! My toy's awake!" She smiled.

The Sadistic woman

2011-05-04T02:04:00.001-05:00

As I began to regain consciousness I realized that, the woman standing above me before I passed out, had done more than just cut me one time she left about six cut marks on my chest and stomach but, she was also laying next to me with a very satisfied smile on her face as if she had her way with me. As soon as I realized this I wondered what exactly she did to me.

I struggled to get free but with no avail for I was still tied to the bed. In my struggling I disturbed the woman’s slumber. She awoke and said very seductively, “you passed out before the real fun started. You realize how much you really missed out I hope.” She then winked at me.

I looked at her thinking about what it was I should ask first, “I was wondering why did you scare off those guys from beating me more?” she gave me a good look over and replied with her normal seductive tone, “Well if I didn’t I wouldn’t have had such a good toy for myself.” I struggled to bring myself to speak again and asked, “What is your name anyways?” she smiled and said, “your very inquisitive aren’t you well as for my name you can just call me master.” After she said that I just felt I was really just a toy to her. As that thought crossed my mind she began to run her fingers across the wounds she left and began to say, “I didn’t even get to hear your screams of pain either…… oh well I guess we will have to try again sometime soon.” With that she got up and walked out of the room.

Recap and Sanity Check.

2011-05-04T00:28:00.000-05:00

Okay, so first I was beaten til I was bloody which must have must have knocked something loose as I started remembering my first day in this hellish town, and then she showed up, and then everyone was dead. Believe it or not, that happens a lot around her. Then I passed out. W,hen I woke up, I was in a considerably more pleasant place even if I was still horizontal.

When I opened my eyes, things were, of course, fuzzy until my eyes finally decided they were as curious about my surroundings as my brain. I saw that I was surrounded on all sides by white satiny curtains. It took me a bit before I realized that I was laying on a four poster bed. As I tried to sit up two more things became painfully clear. The first was that I really shouldn't be trying to sit up at the moment as my head was pounding like bad techno. The second was that I was tied to the bed.

The fact that I was tied to the bed didn't bother me to much since I was starting to rediscover how much pain I was in. What was starting to bother me was the strange silhouettes I was seeing just beyond the curtains. They brought to mind thoughts of the old ones. If you don't understand that just think of an octopus but ten times larger, five times smarter, and a habit of driving people insane just by knowing they exist.

My heart started pounding, which made my head start pounding more, so I let out a low groan which caught the attention of whatever was on the other side of the curtain. The satiny fabric was thrown back revealing the woman from before. "Oh goody! My toy's awake!" she smiled as she crawled on the bed next to me. I didn't know exactly was she was up to, but when I recognized the feeling of flesh upon flesh it dawned on me that both her and I were naked.

"Toy?" I asked. I could think of worse things to be than the toy of such a beautiful woman. But then it occurred to me as she crawled up my body, that she was holding a straight razor in one hand. "I sincerely hope you don't like to play to rough."

She smiled "That's all a matter of perception sugar." She brought up the razor and deftly slide it across my chest. I shivered at the coldness of the blade, and the small amount of blood that welled up in the shallow cut. My body couldn't handle the physical excitement that it was trying to get ready for and I passed out. . .again.

Anyways...

2011-05-03T03:20:00.000-05:00

It seems I got a little side tracked there for a moment. I don't understand why i was telling you about how i came to be in this hell hole three years ago. Possibly i suffered some sort of trauma to my brain when that crowbar hit me upside the head. What crowbar you ask? Well there was a crowbar, or at least i think there was one... Where was i? Ah yes.

As i was saying before my dreary trip down memory lane.. My attackers knew not what awaited them this night. Mind you, i in no way, should have been getting my ass beat, and i did not need what follows either, i had the situation completely under control. Just saying.

Just as i was losing consciousness because i was getting kicked and beat upside the head with a 2by4 i began to hear a pair of soft, steady footsteps approaching. the 6 or 7 men brutalizing me as i lay upon the asphalt in the fetal position had no idea that the woman was approaching them from behind, nor did they know she was giggling to herself as she watched them beat the man she had her eyes on for quite some time.

"Hey boys, having fun? Why not come over here," she says as she stops a few feet away, "and play with someone with a little more... Fight in them" she giggled as she licked her lips.

Two of the men stopped immediately when they heard her voice, the others continued to beat me until she stopped speaking. Only one idiot still remained who continued to kick me in the ass, but was paying more attention to the woman.

"Thats right, dont look away now, you wouldnt want to miss anything now." She smiled as i watched one of the men collapse on the floor, blood leaking from his eye sockets.

"Oh, Im sorry, did I do that? I told him to pay attention. You all saw what happened didnt you?" she asked slyly, as if to be seductively sarcastic. And witht hat, she pulled a nail filer from her jeans pocket, and began to file the nails of her right hand.

"Why you bitch!" yelled one of the men who rushed the woman, fist drawn back. "Ill kill you!" shouted another who ran at her as well.

the woman smiled, and without moving, the two men fell sliced to pieces, to the ground at her feet. "oh dear, now i warned you." she said. "Oh no! theres blood on my new shoes! I just got these today. Oh well... "she moaned.

The remaining guys took off running. And as they ran i grabbed the leg of the guy who was standing next to me, no longer kicking, but in shock at what he just saw, and i pulled him to the ground, and gouged out his eyes. "MOTHERFUCKER!!!!" i screamed as loud as i could.

The last thing i remember, was the girl standing over me smiling. "Hmm... I think i found a new pet!" and then all was dark........

The Beginning Of The End

2011-05-01T02:05:00.000-05:00

Let's start from the beginning. Before I got the ass kicking of my life, before my life went from good to a curse the day we moved from the big city.

"That's the last of the boxes." Rose said sitting it down in the pile with the rest.

"Oh joy." Purvish mumbled from his seat in the window.

"Now now dear, you promise to give this new place a try."

"Done, now can we move back?"

"Oh, Purr." She smiled sadly as she sat next to him. "It doesn't work that way and besides don't you wish to make a new start."

"No, my old life was fine."

"Well I bet this one will be better. Now," She stood and picked back up the box. "I'm gonna try to fix us something to eat why don't you go find your brother. The last i saw him was in the back yard." She said as she walked away into the kitchen.........

Story-Go-Round

2011-04-30T06:23:00.000-05:00

I never exactly saw the fist until it was colliding with my face. I saw stars as I fell to the earth, dazed by the horrific blow to my cheek. As I crashed to the cold, hard, unfeeling cement, I could think only one thing: this was going to suck. Terribly. That thought was reinforced as I felt another blow to my midsection, then a kick to my side, causing me to jerk. The baseball bat was a little much cracking against my shoulder, as were the stomps I received to the head. I could feel my nose being broken, a spectacular cracking noise ringing out into the night as I felt blood flow freely across my face. My words purely accentuated my thoughts.

"OW!!! FUCK!!! GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKERS!!!" were some of the words pouring from my mouth before it lost quite a bit of teeth. So why am I explaining it to you so calmly? Well, let's just say my attackers that night got so much more coming to them then what they did to me...