We're off to Africa
Chapter one
It was a lovely day and Kei was at home sitting at his computer desk. When he heard violent raucous banging on his door. Kei ignored the banging and continued to type on his computer frequently turning to look into the mirror and comb his hair. Suddenly his door erupted in flames and turned to ash.
"I'm going to fuck you up, Kei!" Raged Goh with fire in his eyes.
"C'mon, I only stole your girlfriend. Besides your gay, you just don't know it yet." Kei said calmly turning to Goh.
"Why are you getting so mad if it's not true?" Kei grinned as he was getting the shit strangled out of him.
"Damn asshole, trying to kill me in the comfort of my own home." Kei stood making an obscene hand gesture toward where Goh was. Suddenly Kei froze as he glanced into the mirror seeing a knife glistening in the sun pointed at his neck.
"Oh shit...you're still here, aren't you?" Kei said as Goh stood behind him twitching, knife in hand.
"Excuse me, but where the hell are you taking me?" Kei asked as he was tied up by thick rope and dragged out of his house.
"I'm taking you to Africa, so I can murder you legally." Goh replied smiling as he handed the stewardess the plane tickets.
"Oh is that all?...shit..."
They came up to the terminal.
"Take a good look. This is the last time you're going to see Japan...alive!" Goh grinned evilly.
"You know, murder is still illegal in Africa." Kei said sitting on the ground since his arms were bound.
"Everyone in Africa is so plagued with disease and famine that no one will care if a foreigner gets brutally murdered."
"Welcome aboard, Sir." The stewardess in a cat costume (or is it a costume?) said.
"Time to go, Kei!" Goh grinned happily as he dragged Kei onto the plane.
"I'm sorry, Sir. But the bounded hostages go on the back of the plane with the pets." A stewardess said to Goh and directed Kei to the back.
We are now at a scene of the plane doing a nosedive.
"Mr. Pilot, you might not want to point the plane toward the ground." A stewardess says cheerfully.
"But why?"
Kei sat in a cluster of bound and gagged hostages and two people in a cage playing "Go Fish"
"Man, this fuckin sucks." Kei said passively staring at the wall. Couple of hours went by and Kei was lying on the floor pretending to be dead so they might throw him off, but no one came to the back only to feed the pets. Kei stared at the bowl of food labeled 'Rover' in the corner of the room and contemplated whether to eat it or not. The plane hit turbulence and Kei fell forward. He was now staring back at another bound hostage.
"So, what are you in for?" Kei asked staring at him.
End
First off, I'm sorry if this offended anyone, especially anyone from Africa. It was not my intention to offend anyone and if my simply apology won't do...blame Virusea. Take the one who has wronged you!
I have to give most of the credit for this chapter to my best friend Virusea. Without her brilliant and scary mind this concept would have never become. Then again I must give all credit to my younger sister who drew a comic and from that me and Virusea made our own versions of them. The character my sister drew had very gorgeous hair that reminded me of Kei so that's how this story became! I'm not sure if there will be more to this story or not, cuz this is how far Virusea and my sister got with their comics, but if I get inspiration this story will go on! How do you like my Pretear version of it though?