 |
| Lover's Alley - west side of Realityville The alley was mostly deserted by this time of night. Most lovebirds were home or had found more private places to make out. Only one car sat on the lonely, out of the way street known as Lover's Alley. Even with death looming over the city, the youth of Realityville still came here, secure in their beliefs that it wouldn't happen to them. "Come on babe." Young and horny, Tommy pawed at his date's chest. Gina put up a mock fight, batting at his hands. "Tommy, no!" "Aww, come on, you know you wanna." He growled in her ear. Truth was Gina did want to, she just wanted him to work for it. She might be easy, she wasn't *that* easy. "Ummmm.... OK." she panted. Tommy started seriously groping her, working his hands up under her T-shirt. *THUMP* With surprised screams, the two sprang apart. Hearts racing for a completely different reason, they looked around for the knife wealding maniac. A large tabby cat standing on the hood of the car, looked at then coolly, not caring that he had just scared a few years off their lives. "Get Out'a Here!" The cat turned his nose up at Tommy and bounded away. A fearful giggle escaped Gina as she tried to relax her suddenly tense body. Tommy glared at the spot the cat had been a moment ago before remembering just why he was there. He looked over at Gina. She smiled slightly, licking her lips. "Now, where were we?" Gina purred. Tommy pulled her back into his arms. "I think....about... here." He stuck his hand back under her top. Gina sighed, pressing herself agne... With a horrid screech, the driver side door was ripped off. "Knock, knock." A hand grabbed Tommy by the throat, dragging him from the car. Before she could scream, the glass behind Gina's head exploded and another hand wrapped around her mouth. She was dragged backwards out the shattered window. Tommy clawed at the cold hand, gasping for air. The tall man held him in an iron grip, smiling at the boy's feeble attempts. Gina was lifted off the ground, an arm as thick as her body wrapped around her waist, holding her against her attacker's body. The big man grunted slightly when Gina sank her teeth into his hand but didn't even flinch. "Two for the price of one." The tall man chuckled, "Come on kid, you got a *date* with destiny." He dragged Tommy down a smaller alley. The big, mountain of a man followed without a word. Threw back alleys and side streets, they walked quickly until they reached an old warehouse. The tall man opened a door and walked in. The big man ducked to fit threw, but the door wasn't wide enough. He took out the frame and a number of bricks without stopping to notice. Inside, the warehouse was empty. Most of the lights were out save for one near the door and one in the center of the room. The tall man smiled, "Hey boss, looky what we caught, a couple of love doves." "Mmmmmm, yummy." Out of the shadows, it stepped. Tommy's mind froze, trying to understand what he was seeing. He didn't feel when the man let go of his neck, or when a gag was forced into his mouth. He didn't notice when he was forced to his knees infront of a support pillar, his arms pulled back and tied. He knelt there, staring at... what ever it was. Gina tried to scream as she was carried over and stood infront of it. She would have fallen down if not for the big man still holding her. "What a pretty birdie." It racked a finger down her neck, drawing a thin line of blood. Acid yellow eyes seared themselves into her mind. Griping her neck, it sank claws that weren't really claws into her flesh. The big man let go and she tried to scream. The creature's hand squeezed, cutting off her air. "Leave." The tall man grinned as he left. The big man showed no emotion. Gina was dragged into the shadows, over towards the other circle of light where a set of chains lay waiting. Only after she had been bound to the floor, her clothes sliced away, did she find her voice. The creature smiled down at her, "Go ahead, no one can hear you but me." It leaned down, close to her face, "I like it when you scream." Gina screamed...... and Tommy watched. ***** "I'm coming to you live outside the scene of a horrific crime discovered earlier today," The normally perky-to-the-point-of-sickening reporter was unusually subdued as she stood infront of the camera, "Several workers were to begin renovations on the Timers warehouse today when they discovered two bodies. As of this time, those bodies, one male, one female have not been identified. The police aren't saying anything but it's believed these are possibly victims of the Realityville Ripp..." Flipping threw the channels, he chuckled, "Posable." He stopped and tosses the remote on the couch, "Here ya go Rhino, enjoy." The floor shook as the big man lumbered over to the TV. The whole house trembled when he sat down. With wide, dumb eyes, Rhino watched Tom chase Jerry around the kitchen with a frying pan. Smiling, the tall man walked over to the bathroom door. This old shack sat on a large piece of heavily forested land outside of town. The owner, an eccentric old man had been *persuaded* to lend it to them. He was currently fertilizing his own vegetable patch. "Hey boss, your on the news again." He leaned against the doorframe. "Scar, how many times? How many before you stop calling me that?" The clink of claws on porcelain. Scar resisted the urge to chuckle. He knew how irritating his little nickname was, but he also liked being dissected as punishment. "What did the all mighty press have to say?" Grinning from behind his forelock, Scar chuckled, "Not much. They still have no clue." He listened to the gentle swish of water. "I've been meaning to ask you, why did you want those kids?" He heard a slight hiss, the scratch off claws. Half closed, glowing eyes burned into him. "Pimps and sluts bore me. I want something new, something..... different." |
|
 |