View Single Post in: Story Time Contest: Hero Edition
#288
26th Aug 2012 at 12:57 AM
26th Aug 2012 at 12:57 AM
Posts: 22
Previously on: Suzanna Trench was led on whirlwind adventure by Valentina Victor to take down the nefarious 'company'. This led Suzanna, Valentina, and Bram Adams to a warehouse on the edge of town where Jacob Victor performed his ghastly experiments. They stormed the place, but just when Suzanna thought she was winning, Jacob slipped her a sedative using Bram. Who's side is on? And what was Valentina's real purpose of leading them on this escapade?
Current Plot Point: Mind over Matter
Previous Plot Points: The Cake was a Lie, Move Heaven and Earth, Finding Judas, Meet Cute.
Word Count: 1,494
Custom Content?: 100% Illegal here folks. How else do you think I *spoiler*?
---
Suzanna shifted her body in her shackles, they clanked together stubbornly. Her body felt weary, and her mind was like a puddle. She vaguely remembered dreaming lucidly, but had no idea about what. She couldn't recall where she was. Still in the warehouse? As a captive? That would be unfortunate.
Her vision was blurry, it must have been the injection... done by Bram. Her mind flashed to him morosely. He was being controlled.
A door slammed and she heard the clacking of dress shoes, and one-- no, two pairs of flats clicking in motion. There were voices as well. She couldn't be sure she wasn't simply hallucinating.
"What were you thinking!" A man raged-- that was Jacob! "Telling mother on me? Didn't you realize what she would do?"
"Mother has a right to know. It is, after all, her company." A smooth feminine voice countered: Natalie. "Not yours." She tacked on vindictively.
"I happen to have everything under control." Jacob hissed back, "It's none of mother's business what I do in my private facility."
"Sure it is," another female chimed in: Valentina by the sounds of it, what was she doing here! "When you're killing so many people in one place it tends to attract some attention, brother dearest."
"Shut up, whelp." Jacob snapped, "They're not people."
Natalie intercepted, "Mother seems to disagree. You're going off company policy here, you should be grateful that we take care of our own."
"Lest you find yourself in the hands the authorities!" Valentina guffawed. Suzanna could picture her smiling.
Jacob seethed. "Alright, alright, get out! Both of you! Before I stick my army on you." He said without much venom.
Valentina laughed, "Love you too, we'll be back."
"You better not be." Jacob grumbled.
"I will be back, at least." Natalie said, "We don't want Valentina causing anymore trouble. And Jacob?"
He grumbled in response.
"Do remember what mother told you."
"Of course, of course." He said, she pictured him flipping his hand. The door creaked twice, Suzanna assumed that Valentina and Natalie were gone now. Jacob's fine shoes clicked her way now. Back to his prisoner.
"Wake up." Jacob said roughly, shaking her shoulder. "There are things that you and I must attend to."
Suzanna opened one eye for him, glared with it, and responded, "The deactivation of this facility, you mean." She said sharply. Jacob laughed coldly.
"No, that's not it at all, I mean it will come eventually..." He made a sour expression, "I suppose." He let out a breath and straightened his vest, "We're relocating now and you're coming with me."
"What if I don't want to." She said.
"That's not really an option, my dear." He pulled a short knife from his shirt pocket and held it to her throat.
Suzanna lowered her chin, trying to cushion the blade, "So I'm your dear now eh? Well I've got news for you buddy. Come closer, you wanna hear it?
He was unamused, but came in regardless, "What?" He asked, his amber eyes smoldering her temporarily.
"You're going down."
"I'm quite aware of that, in fact, it's probably going to happen tonight." He said nonchalantly, "Would you like to come into the other room and discuss my imminent demise a little more comfortably?"
She resisted spitting in his face; he did, after all, have a knife to her throat. "Pound sand."
He groaned, "Surely you can take some comfort knowing that you're mine. It does have it's perks from time to time."
Suzanna felt a wave of anger, "I don't belong to you like some possession."
"Sure you do. Let me count the ways."
"Go to hell."
"Oh, feisty. Let's go, or must I knock you unconscious once more to get us from one room to the other?"
She glared in return.
"I'll take that as a yes." Was the last thing she heard.
...
It was much darker when she woke up next, Suzanna realized that it was becoming imperatively obvious that she was going to have to do something different than allow herself to be dragged around unconscious. Unfortunately the only weakness that Jacob showed was a creepy attraction. (It had to be the suit-- way too tight without including the proper mechanism to ward off horny super villains.) She grumbled while slowly propping herself up, only to find that Jacob was staring at her.
Oh boy.
"You could stop doing that any time," She growled at him. Whoops. That certainly wasn't a 'hey baby...'
"Nice to see you're awake." He said sarcastically.
She rubbed her eyes. Say something seductive Trench! "Joining you... baby--" She coughed, "--was good of me--great of me, I mean... it makes me have feels, sweet... thing." She stuttered.
Jacob gave her an alarmed look. "Uhum. Thank you, I suppose?" Suzanna tried opening and closing her eyes rapidly for a second to clear her mind. "Now, if you would, we shall get down to business."
"Anytinme fur you-- no! Anytime for you, I mean." She attempted to move in on her prey. He edged away from her ever so slightly.
He clapped his hands twice rapidly and the door opened, out came two men. One of which was her best friend. Suzanna nearly leapt out of her chair.
It isn't the right time. Suzanna put her feet on the floor resentfully.
"Now, I'm sure both of you are wondering why you're here. Less so for you Bram."
Suzanna sucked in her breath.
Jacob looked at both of them in turn. "Bram, you're going to bite Suzanna."
Bram looked up, alarmed as his minder released him from his bonds. He looked pleadingly at Suzanna.
Suzanna immediately snuggled closer. "No, no, there's no need for that-- you don't have to." She said,
His eyes were shining. "Don't you see, like that you can lead my army. Somebody of your talents is absolutely indispensable to my operations."
"It's not necessary, really, we can do this without me becoming..." She said sweetly. The words were flowing out of her easier, thankfully.
Jacob inched away uncertainly.
Suzanna internally cringed. She covered up by moving closer and whispering in his ear, "I'll be in your army if you let Bram go."
Jacob settled down, "That's all well and good, but there's only one problem: his position is permanent."
"Find a way and I'm yours." She hissed. For the first time, she saw him stutter. Before he could find a way to respond, there was a huge explosion.
The flames coming from behind Valentina blazed fiercely. She wore a triumphant smile as she ran in. "I told you I would come back." She said, eyes wild.
Jacob was not at all pleased. "What the hell are you doing!?" He shouted at her.
"Burning brother's work. Am I doing a good job so far?" She said smugly.
"The hell!"
Valentina smiled and threw her lighter up in the air, "We should be leaving now." She said nonchalantly.
Bram piped up for the first time "It's getting quite hot in here." He said, looking faint.
Suzanna rushed to his side.
"Come on. Lets go." She said, putting his arm around her. Valentina lost her smile.
"He can't come." She said.
"What?" "I beg your pardon!" Jacob and Suzanna said, respectively.
Valentina aimed her lighter at Bram like a popgun, "He's the last of this strain, it's the only way we're stopping you brother dearest."
Jacob sputtered. "Which is--"
"We're taking him with us!" She shouted, drowning Jacob out.
A part of the building fell in another room.
"Do you want to solve this Suzanna?" She asked, dead serious. "Are we going to end this or not?! Kill him. It's easy, you've done it a million times before." She kept her tone even.
Possibly from the smoke, Suzanna began to cry, "No,"
"Isn't this some sort of democracy? I don't want him dead either!"
"Oh so it's the sympathy now isn't it, I don't recall any of that before now do I? You can't possibly keep him alive and win this. Maybe you're strong, but you don't stand a chance against them when they come for him. Is this what you want now? To live in fear, persecution?" She implored, her arms whipped across her body.
Suzanna cringed, "No," She said again, pleading.
"KILL HIM NOW." She screamed. Another part of the building fell.
Suzanna looked at him, he was hanging against her, eyes barely open. "I-- can't." She cried.
Valentina's eyes blazed at her. "Come brother. We're leaving." He took him by the arm and marched out.
"Hey, you little, we're taking him with us" He coughed, "Stop!" She forcefully took him out of the room, leaving Suzanna holding Bram.
"Thank you." He breathed, falling to the floor. Suzanna was unable to keep from quaking with sobs. She knew couldn't stay for long though. Before she could react, a gigantic metal instrument fell through the ceiling, effectively blocking the way out.
"I love you."
...
---
Whelp, I took a advice from a friend and they all died in a fire.Most of them, but not enough if you ask me. I may have stretched the term "falling action", as there were still casualties to be had, but believe me the death count is going straight off the cliff next chapter. I actually tie up themes?! *Gasp*. I'm quite excited, this is the first story I've ever finished for the internets!
Current Plot Point: Mind over Matter
Previous Plot Points: The Cake was a Lie, Move Heaven and Earth, Finding Judas, Meet Cute.
Word Count: 1,494
Custom Content?: 100% Illegal here folks. How else do you think I *spoiler*?
---
Suzanna shifted her body in her shackles, they clanked together stubbornly. Her body felt weary, and her mind was like a puddle. She vaguely remembered dreaming lucidly, but had no idea about what. She couldn't recall where she was. Still in the warehouse? As a captive? That would be unfortunate.
Her vision was blurry, it must have been the injection... done by Bram. Her mind flashed to him morosely. He was being controlled.
A door slammed and she heard the clacking of dress shoes, and one-- no, two pairs of flats clicking in motion. There were voices as well. She couldn't be sure she wasn't simply hallucinating.
"What were you thinking!" A man raged-- that was Jacob! "Telling mother on me? Didn't you realize what she would do?"
"Mother has a right to know. It is, after all, her company." A smooth feminine voice countered: Natalie. "Not yours." She tacked on vindictively.
"I happen to have everything under control." Jacob hissed back, "It's none of mother's business what I do in my private facility."
"Sure it is," another female chimed in: Valentina by the sounds of it, what was she doing here! "When you're killing so many people in one place it tends to attract some attention, brother dearest."
"Shut up, whelp." Jacob snapped, "They're not people."
Natalie intercepted, "Mother seems to disagree. You're going off company policy here, you should be grateful that we take care of our own."
"Lest you find yourself in the hands the authorities!" Valentina guffawed. Suzanna could picture her smiling.
Jacob seethed. "Alright, alright, get out! Both of you! Before I stick my army on you." He said without much venom.
Valentina laughed, "Love you too, we'll be back."
"You better not be." Jacob grumbled.
"I will be back, at least." Natalie said, "We don't want Valentina causing anymore trouble. And Jacob?"
He grumbled in response.
"Do remember what mother told you."
"Of course, of course." He said, she pictured him flipping his hand. The door creaked twice, Suzanna assumed that Valentina and Natalie were gone now. Jacob's fine shoes clicked her way now. Back to his prisoner.
"Wake up." Jacob said roughly, shaking her shoulder. "There are things that you and I must attend to."
Suzanna opened one eye for him, glared with it, and responded, "The deactivation of this facility, you mean." She said sharply. Jacob laughed coldly.
"No, that's not it at all, I mean it will come eventually..." He made a sour expression, "I suppose." He let out a breath and straightened his vest, "We're relocating now and you're coming with me."
"What if I don't want to." She said.
"That's not really an option, my dear." He pulled a short knife from his shirt pocket and held it to her throat.
Suzanna lowered her chin, trying to cushion the blade, "So I'm your dear now eh? Well I've got news for you buddy. Come closer, you wanna hear it?
He was unamused, but came in regardless, "What?" He asked, his amber eyes smoldering her temporarily.
"You're going down."
"I'm quite aware of that, in fact, it's probably going to happen tonight." He said nonchalantly, "Would you like to come into the other room and discuss my imminent demise a little more comfortably?"
She resisted spitting in his face; he did, after all, have a knife to her throat. "Pound sand."
He groaned, "Surely you can take some comfort knowing that you're mine. It does have it's perks from time to time."
Suzanna felt a wave of anger, "I don't belong to you like some possession."
"Sure you do. Let me count the ways."
"Go to hell."
"Oh, feisty. Let's go, or must I knock you unconscious once more to get us from one room to the other?"
She glared in return.
"I'll take that as a yes." Was the last thing she heard.
...
It was much darker when she woke up next, Suzanna realized that it was becoming imperatively obvious that she was going to have to do something different than allow herself to be dragged around unconscious. Unfortunately the only weakness that Jacob showed was a creepy attraction. (It had to be the suit-- way too tight without including the proper mechanism to ward off horny super villains.) She grumbled while slowly propping herself up, only to find that Jacob was staring at her.
Oh boy.
"You could stop doing that any time," She growled at him. Whoops. That certainly wasn't a 'hey baby...'
"Nice to see you're awake." He said sarcastically.
She rubbed her eyes. Say something seductive Trench! "Joining you... baby--" She coughed, "--was good of me--great of me, I mean... it makes me have feels, sweet... thing." She stuttered.
Jacob gave her an alarmed look. "Uhum. Thank you, I suppose?" Suzanna tried opening and closing her eyes rapidly for a second to clear her mind. "Now, if you would, we shall get down to business."
"Anytinme fur you-- no! Anytime for you, I mean." She attempted to move in on her prey. He edged away from her ever so slightly.
He clapped his hands twice rapidly and the door opened, out came two men. One of which was her best friend. Suzanna nearly leapt out of her chair.
It isn't the right time. Suzanna put her feet on the floor resentfully.
"Now, I'm sure both of you are wondering why you're here. Less so for you Bram."
Suzanna sucked in her breath.
Jacob looked at both of them in turn. "Bram, you're going to bite Suzanna."
Bram looked up, alarmed as his minder released him from his bonds. He looked pleadingly at Suzanna.
Suzanna immediately snuggled closer. "No, no, there's no need for that-- you don't have to." She said,
His eyes were shining. "Don't you see, like that you can lead my army. Somebody of your talents is absolutely indispensable to my operations."
"It's not necessary, really, we can do this without me becoming..." She said sweetly. The words were flowing out of her easier, thankfully.
Jacob inched away uncertainly.
Suzanna internally cringed. She covered up by moving closer and whispering in his ear, "I'll be in your army if you let Bram go."
Jacob settled down, "That's all well and good, but there's only one problem: his position is permanent."
"Find a way and I'm yours." She hissed. For the first time, she saw him stutter. Before he could find a way to respond, there was a huge explosion.
The flames coming from behind Valentina blazed fiercely. She wore a triumphant smile as she ran in. "I told you I would come back." She said, eyes wild.
Jacob was not at all pleased. "What the hell are you doing!?" He shouted at her.
"Burning brother's work. Am I doing a good job so far?" She said smugly.
"The hell!"
Valentina smiled and threw her lighter up in the air, "We should be leaving now." She said nonchalantly.
Bram piped up for the first time "It's getting quite hot in here." He said, looking faint.
Suzanna rushed to his side.
"Come on. Lets go." She said, putting his arm around her. Valentina lost her smile.
"He can't come." She said.
"What?" "I beg your pardon!" Jacob and Suzanna said, respectively.
Valentina aimed her lighter at Bram like a popgun, "He's the last of this strain, it's the only way we're stopping you brother dearest."
Jacob sputtered. "Which is--"
"We're taking him with us!" She shouted, drowning Jacob out.
A part of the building fell in another room.
"Do you want to solve this Suzanna?" She asked, dead serious. "Are we going to end this or not?! Kill him. It's easy, you've done it a million times before." She kept her tone even.
Possibly from the smoke, Suzanna began to cry, "No,"
"Isn't this some sort of democracy? I don't want him dead either!"
"Oh so it's the sympathy now isn't it, I don't recall any of that before now do I? You can't possibly keep him alive and win this. Maybe you're strong, but you don't stand a chance against them when they come for him. Is this what you want now? To live in fear, persecution?" She implored, her arms whipped across her body.
Suzanna cringed, "No," She said again, pleading.
"KILL HIM NOW." She screamed. Another part of the building fell.
Suzanna looked at him, he was hanging against her, eyes barely open. "I-- can't." She cried.
Valentina's eyes blazed at her. "Come brother. We're leaving." He took him by the arm and marched out.
"Hey, you little, we're taking him with us" He coughed, "Stop!" She forcefully took him out of the room, leaving Suzanna holding Bram.
"Thank you." He breathed, falling to the floor. Suzanna was unable to keep from quaking with sobs. She knew couldn't stay for long though. Before she could react, a gigantic metal instrument fell through the ceiling, effectively blocking the way out.
"I love you."
...
---
Whelp, I took a advice from a friend and they all died in a fire.