Stalker II
By mkusenagi2
The
story concept © 3-20-2006
Kim
Possible and other Disney characters
are
© Disney Co.
Archie
Goodwin's Stalker character
concept
isn't mine either.
She sat in VFW 2011, Middleton Chapter…
Looking at the flags…
And her fellow Vets…
In jeans, boots, lumberjack shirt, and flak jacket…
Nursing a beer…
Leaning back in one of the cheap chairs that flocked through the hall…
Feet propped up on the scarred Vet of an oak table.
A shadow fell across the table.
"Is this seat taken?" a deep baritone voice asked.
'Must belong to the eclipse that's blocking my…' she thought as she frowned and looked up… and sat straight up as she stared at…
"Hi Rockwaller. Is this seat taken?" Vice Principal Steve Barkin asked.
"Uhhh… NO! … No Sir." She said as she tried to recover.
He sat to her right. Dressed in leather and jeans.
More specifically, he was wearing a black 'cycle jacket, jeans, and boots.
'Not bad…' She took in his slightly salted hair. "Uh…so what brings you here Sir?" Bonnie asked as she sat up and scooted to the table as he sat opposite.
"Same as you… hiding from civvies. Sitting with my brothers and sisters… enjoying what I fought for…Peace and Quiet." He said with a smile.
They sat in silence.
Enjoying it.
Until…
"THERE SHE IS!" screamed Connie and Lonnie Rockwaller.
Russet Fury in Ruby Ladies Armani: Connie Rockwaller.
Blonde Fury in Lavender Prada: Lonnie Rockwaller.
The Vets were stirred up… but they kept quiet…
They wanted to see if a Catfight would start.
Bonnie lay a hand on Barkin's arm and squeezed…
VERY HARD.
He looked at her out of the corner of his left eye as he scooted next to her…
And nodded.
They stormed over to their table.
"Leave. Quiet while ya do it…" Bonnie said.
"Fuck NO!" Lonnie screamed.
"You need to keep it down. The 'Nam Vets'll go off…" Bonnie said.
"HA! HA! HA!" A peal of laughter flew from Lonnie. "You're such a loser Bonnie." She said as she "SLAM!" placed her hand on the table. "Besides…what do we have to fear anyway…besides you and 'Pretty Boy' here, there's just a bunch of old mummies here anyway."
"Listen…BONNIE…We want our share…" Connie growled.
A Jaguar rose from its perch and quietly dropped behind its prey…
"Ya gotta keep it down…sister." She growled back.
"We're NOT leaving here bitch!" Lonnie hissed. "We've got as much right to be here…"
"No. No you don't. Not gonna argue either. Holy Ground." Bonnie growled, elbows on table.
"Holy Ground? You and these guys are Saints now?" Connie said as she sneeringly pointed at the Vets. "After what you did over there…after what they did?"
She leaned back in her seat and scratched her lower back.
"Give us a break…sister. We want our share of Dad's money, and we wan… 'Thunk!'"
Connie and Lonnie were speechless as a pair of bird scalpels quivered between their fingers.
Barkin's eyebrows rose. 'Cheese and Crackers! I DIDN'T SEE HER MOVE!'
"Ok. 'Thunk!'" she pulled the scalpels free and slid one in her back sheath.
Chill rolled into the room.
"GUYS! Calm down… I've got this!" she said to the Vets. "Steve… could you get them a seat please."
They sat.
Bonnie held up three fingers. "One. You come here by invite if you didn't serve…"
They frowned.
"Two. It's Holy Ground 'cause we did serve…and learned something about life…"
They smirked at Bonnie.
"Three. We're dealing with what we did with our brothers and sisters… and… quietly glad we're fucking alive…"
She held up another finger…
"Oh Yeah." She shoved The Bird in their faces. "Fuck You. Dad gave his money to me… 'cause I'm the strongest. Said so in the will." She rose.
They shot up.
Till the day they died…
All the Vets at VFW 2011, Middleton Chapter…
Held a special place in their heart for Bonnie Rockwaller aka Stalker.
Steve Barkin, Maj., USMC Ret. wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it.
Stalker flipped over the table…
Kicked her sisters into their seats…
Flipped back to her side of the table…
And landed silently.
They fell into their seats…
"SCREECH!" was heard as they were pushed back a yard unharmed.
"Leave." She said as she took a pull from her beer.
Her sisters looked at their chests…
And found Bonnie's bootprint!
Connie and Lonnie rose…
---
Outside the VFW…
"THUMP!" "THUMP!" was heard inside a limo as a splash of Lavender and Ruby hit the driver's side window.
It rolled down.
A bald, scarred, boulder of a face peered out.
Eyes Flinty Blue.
It grinned.
The driver leaned out and waved at Bonnie with a tree limb.
"Nice to see you again Miss Bonnie!" he said in a rough Cockney/Irish accent.
"Nice to see you too, Mr. Caisealcailgtear!" (Castlebiter.) "How's Mom?"
"As well as can be expected… She's glad he's dead…gladder still that you gave her his house and some o' the funds. I do what I can…and then…" The Devil's Own Grin. "I do what I can!"
Bonnie smiled as he glared at her sisters as they scrambled into the rear of the limo and "CHUNK!" locked themselves in.
Steve and the Vets stood behind her grinning until they saw the man exit the car.
He flowed from the car…
6' 10", 28.79 stone of Irish muscle, sinew, and bone; in black.
Bonnie ran down the steps and leaped into his arms.
"Mmmm! GOD it's good to see you!" she said. He let her down. "So. You and Mom Huh?"
"Aye. It's Paradise in Upperton…" he cocked a thumb at the limo, "Even have a serpent o' two…"
Bonnie looked at the ground. "Sorry you had to see that. I…I wish…"
A pie-plate hand lifted her chin.
"Bonnie. Lass. You have nothing' ta be ashamed of. 'Cause o' you… and yer friends the War's over… Listen Ta Me, Girl…" a Sausage finger points at the limo. "FUCK 'EM! Ya ken?"
Bonnie blushed. "Yeah. Thanks for teaching me… all that stuff… came in handy."
"You're welcome." He tousled her hair. "Lass… you know it's ok ta call me John… Castlebiter… why d'ye insist on sayin me last…?"
"I like your name… I like You. Respect." He grinned.
Steve walked down the steps…
He looked up as Barkin approached. "Who's…! nae! Can't be…! Bonnie d'ye ken who this is?" he said as he looked at Barkin.
Bonnie gave a puzzled look at her former principal. "Oh that's Mr. Barkin… My former Vice Principal, he's a retired Marine…"
"Nae lass…" He turned to Mr. Barkin speechless. "T'is The Hangman…" Barkin to Bonnie's astonishment blushed a deep red. "A commando's Commando… He saved me… the only time I've been helpless since I was a wee babe… Heard he'd disappeared… You're a teacher now?" he said as he rubbed his jaw.
Barkin looked away as a grinning Bonnie watched. "Yeah. Decided to give something back…and to prevent some future problems…" he looked at Bonnie. "And help some of 'em while they're building the future…" he winked at her. "Like Rockwaller here… or…"
"The Possible lass and the Stoppable lad?" Castlebiter said.
"Oh Yeah. Even now he's a handful." They shook. "Good to see you. Later, Rockwaller. Gonna kill a beer."
Bonnie looked at her former Vice Principal…
"Lass… It was Good seein' ye… I have ta go. Your Mom… and I…" the giant blushed.
"I understand." She hugged him as hard as she could. "I Love You…Uncle John."
They shattered their embrace.
"And I you. Stay out 'o trouble." He winked at her, flowed back into the car and drove off.
He grinned at her in the rear view.
---
Bonnie sat; chin in hand across from Barkin.
"Mr. Barkin…"
"Rock…Bonnie. Call me Steve. You've earned it." He said as he fiddled with his beer bottle.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Peeling the label off. Why?" he smiled.
Really smiled.
"So what's your story?" she said as he began to peel her label off. 'Kinda fun…'
"Nothin' to tell… signed up… fought some bad guys… came home, went to school… graduated… started teaching… moved here… Like I said Nothin' to tell." He said with a grin.
Bonnie rose.
"C'mon. T-bones. My place." She said as she took his hand and led him out of the VFW.
"Ok." He said.
"No, 'ROCKWALLER! WE CAN'T DO THIS!'?" she asked.
"No… Besides… Nothing's gonna happen. I'm a Gentleman."
---
"But I'm no Lady." She said as she pushed a helpless Steve Barkin into her bedroom.
"HEY! WAI…Mmmm!" "ThUmp!"
They landed on her bed.
Aqua-teal eyes glowed as she stripped his shirt off…
"OH GOD!" he moaned as she sucked his neck and left little bite marks as she "RRiiIIPPP!" tore off his T-shirt.
"God! I've wanted you…for so goddamned long…you sexy bastard!" she moaned as she ground into him…
Steve grinned at her as something unhinged inside…
He reached up and kissed her…
She purred as he grabbed her ass and ground into her…
Bonnie rose up and glared at her prey.
She purred and rocked back as he ran his hands beneath her shirt and peeled it off…
He marveled at her firm belly…
Ran his hands up her supple back…
Worshipped her divinely formed shoulders…
And dared…
To taste her Fruits.
"OH! GOD! Mpph!" she cried as he suckled.
Bonnie reached down between them…
And freed him.
"Ah!" he cried as she caressed him.
She rained kisses down his frame…
And stripped him…
Burst out of her raiment…
Pounced…
And rolled herself along him.
'Thank You GOD!' she thought.
She rocked back…
Bit her lip…
"UNGH!" "CHEESE AND CRACKERS!" was heard…
As she claimed her prey as her mate!
He looked at her in the sunset…
As it painted her canvas of silky skin…
With heavenly color…
She rocked…
He thrust…
Breasts traced Ancient Runes across his chest as he moaned his thanks to the Gods of Valhalla…
She Bit.
He Bled.
They Came.
---
Shego came home with her date in tow.
"Shhh!" she whispered.
They listened.
"OH GOD! FUCK ME!" Shego grinned. "YES! YES! YES! UNNNH! I'M…OOOO!"
"CHEESE AND CRACKERS! I LOVE YOU!"
Shego threw her date into her room.
"Uh. Maybe we should Wait…?" Ned said as she shut the door.
"Oh No." she growled, fangs gleaming. "You're Mine!"
TBC