Weird Happenings

Ash walked down the almost abandoned street. She was tired and just got off of work. She worked on the docks of her seaside town with her bestfriend, Fox. Personally, she hated the town. The town was boring and she just wanted to make enough money to get out and live somewhere else.

"Ash! How are you?!" Suddenly, a small kid was standing next to her. He was around thirteen and had brown hair and green eyes. Ash was eighteen. She had already finished college two years before but didn't pursue her dream job. The kid walked along side her. "What's with the jacket? It's like a hundred degrees out here!"

"Jeremy, I'm not in the mood for you. I just got off of work and I'm really tired." Ash didn't have the energy to deal with him. "Why are aren't you home? It's late. Your mother will be worried." She pulled out her phone. It read 9:45 p.m.

"Because my mom isn't home yet." Ash rolled her eyes. "Do you have work tomorrow?" She nodded. Jeremy started to whine. Ash rubbed her temples as she steadily made her way home.

"Jeremy!" The kid stopped whining and complaining. "Please, go home. I've had a long day and need some rest." She placed a hand on his head as she stopped. "Please. I'll play with you tomorrow." He reluctantly agreed after a moment. Ash took a deep breath and felt better after he was gone. She continued to her house on the hill. It overlooked the ocean.

Unlocking her front door, Ash walked in and quickly shut the door. She slid down to the ground with a sigh. Tears filled her eyes and slid down her face. "Fuck!" she shouted to the darkness of her house. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Ahs turned slightly and punched the wall. Her hand went straight through it. "How dare he say that to me! How dare he do that to me! The fuck is wrong with him?! Son of a bitch!" Tears of frustration, anger, sadness, and self-loathing fell down her cheeks.

After a good thirty minutes of cursing, shouting, and crying, Ash decided to get up. Trudging to her bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror. She wanted to punch it but didn't have the money to pay for a new one if she broke this one.

Ash had dirty blond hair that was cut short like a boy's, green-hazel eyes, and slightly tan skin. Dark circles were under her eyes from the sleepless nights she would have. She hated herself. Anger rose in her and she punched the wall next to the mirror. Her fist went through it once again.

Striping her clothes, Ash turned on the shower and got under. She bathed with no emotion. Ash scrubbed her arms and legs. Her mind wandered to that afternoon. Her boss tired to make a move on her for the fiftieth time and she rejected him once again. Her boss got angry and told her that no one would ever want her like he did.

Pain brought her back to the real world. Looking down at her arms and legs, Ash sighed as blood mixed with the water, turning it reddish-pink. She had scrubbed herself raw and made herself bleed. It wasn't anything new. She finished bathing.

Ash turned off the water and exited the shower. Blood dripped down her arms and legs. She wrapped a towel around herself and made her way to the kitchen, trailing blood with her. Ash grabbed the first-aid kit from the top of the fridge. Digging through it, she got out bandages, antiseptic, and cotton balls. She began to clean her wounds. She hissed at the burn from the antiseptic and quickly got herself fixed up.

After that, she went to her room and got dressed for bed. Ash crawled into the bed and hoped to get some sleep. She thought about her day. Ash desperately wanted to get out of this town. It was a horrible town.

...

Ash was awoken by her alarm clock. She reached a hand out of the cover-cave she had made and hit the snooze button. She was able to get some sleep, for once. "This would be the first." Crawling out of the bed, Ash walked to her dresser. Grabbing a shirt and a pair of pants, she struggled to get dressed. With her clothes on, Ash went to the bathroom and grabbed her converse and jacket.

Dressed for work, Ash looked at the living room clock. It was five o' clock. Walking out of her house, she locked the door after her and started her trek to the docks. She dreaded having to see her boss again. Ash tired to think of happy thoughts before getting there.

...

It was getting to high noon and Ash was loading bags onto a ship. She had done it hundreds of times so she was used to the weight of the bags. "Ash! You have ten minutes until your break!" Her only friend in this town was Fox. He was the one that helped her and let her go on breaks.

"Okay. I've got three more bags to get onto this ship." He nodded and walked down the docks. She toted the bag in her arms onto the ship. She was tired and needed a break. She was glad that he informed her of it.

As she walked out of the storage part of the ship, Ash saw three sailors standing in a corner on the deck. They were whispering to each other in hushed voices and kept glancing at her. She didn't like their looks. They made her uncomfortable.

Getting back to the docks, Fox came up to her. "Break time, Ashy. I'll finish loading this ship for you." Ash hugged him and walked away. She sat on the edge of the docks. She had nothing better to do for an hour.

She watched the fish swim around her feet as she swished the tips of her shoes in the water. It was nice to know that the fish liked her. A smile graced her face. Her hatred for herself always disappeared when she was looking a the fish. They didn't hate or dislike her. They didn't even understand what that meant.

Suddenly, Ash was pushed off the side of the docks. Hitting the water, Ash didn't freak out like most people. Freaking out will only make you sink. I need to keep my cool or I'll drown. She swam to the surface so that her head was sticking out.

The sailors from before were standing there, laughing at her. "You should've seen your face, lad! It was priceless!" Ash didn't say anything back as she kept herself afloat. Her expression was one of boredom. It wasn't anything new for her.

"That was hilarious! Let's do it again when he gets out!" Ash wanted nothing more that to beat them to a pulp.

"Hey, do you see that?" The third man pointed to the water. Ash looked down but saw nothing at first.

"What're you pointing at, Ron?" Both men turned to se. Their eyes widened. "What the fuck is that?!"

Ash looked back down to see what they were seeing. A serpent-like creature was underneath her. It was humongous. Fear gripped her but she knew better than to move. A moving target is prey in the eyes of the hunter. Moving only her arms and legs to keep her afloat, Ash saw it open its large mouth.

She was ready to accept her fate. It got closer to where she was sitting in its mouth. The men ran away, screaming. A second later, the jaws closed around her and she was surrounded in darkness. Her consciousness began to fade and she passed out.

...

"Buffalo! There's a person on the shore! Come on!" The sound of a woman's voice awoke Ash. She couldn't move and there was an excruciating pain in her back. "Hurry up! They might be hurt!" Footfalls made their way over to her.

The person stopped right before her. "They could be an enemy-dasuyan." That was a male voice. She didn't recognize neither voice. The person next to her got to their knees and turned her over. She had no energy to open her eyes. It was like she was paralyzed.

"Hey, can you hear me? Are you okay?" Ash tried to move her mouth but it was difficult. Another person stopped beside her. "She's trying to speak."

"How do you know that they ware a female-dasuyan?" She struggled to speak again. It was frustrating her.

"H-Help...m-me..." Ash's voice was hoarse and quiet. It was hurting her throat to even breathe at this point. "P-Please...I-I need...h-help..." She couldn't move any of her limbs or body other than her mouth. It took a lot of energy to move her lips.

The woman gasped. "S-She needs me." The woman sounded excited. Ash was confused at her reaction. "Don't worry. I'll get you some help. I'll take you back to the palace and get you fixed up." She was even more confused. Palace? What palace?

"Baby 5, I don't know how the Young Master will react-dasuyan." The man sounded nervous. She was lifted off the ground and the person started to walk. It hurt every time she moved.

"I can't leave her here! She needs my help! She said that she needed me!" Ash felt as if something was off about the woman. Baby 5 sounded desperate about helping her. It was a change for once. She hardly had people like that at home. Except for Fox. He cared about her a lot.

The walk was long and hard. It felt like an hour passed when she was brought into a shaded place. Her body hurt like hell. They walked for a bit longer before she was set on something soft. The pain in her back was almost to the point of making her pass out. She was able to groan to get her discomfort across to the others.

"Get out of here, Buffalo. I have to strip her." The woman walked away from her and towards where she thought the man was. "I have to clean her wounds. I also need to change because she bled all over me." The door was shut and locked. Baby 5 came back over and started to remove her clothes. "What the-?" Ash knew what she was looking at. Her bandages from the night before were still there.

Her jacket was removed along with her shirt. Baby 5 to take off her shoes and the her pants. After than, the bandage were removed. Baby 5 gasped as she rubbed her arms and legs. Ash wasn't uncomfortable but it was strange to have another woman removing her clothes. Her underwear were the last thing to be removed and a towel was placed over her bottom half.

"I wonder what happened," Baby 5 whispered. Ash could still hear but she couldn't react to her. It was like she was listening to a move but couldn't see what was happening and she could feel everything. She was leaned yo and a liquid was poured down her back.

"AHHHHH!" Her scream tore at her throat. It hurt like hell. She didn't know what she was putting on her but it burned like a bitch.

"Sorry! I'm so sorry Please, don't be mad at me!" Ash wasn't angry. It was just...it had hurt. She knew that the other was just trying to help. She wiped away the liquid and cradled her in her arms. "I'm sorry I hurt you.' She dabbed at the wounds on her arms and legs with the same liquid. It stung but not enough to make her cry out again.

After that, she was bandaged back up. There were bandages over the top part of her torso, arms, and legs. The towel was removed and a blanket was placed over her. Baby 5 laid her back down. The pain was still there.

A bang sounded on the door. "Baby 5! What are you doing?! What is this that Buffalo has been telling me?!" Ash was worried about the woman. The man that spoke sounded angry and his voice was deep, making it more terrifying.

Baby 5 rushed to the door and opened it. "I was just tending to a woman. We found her on the western shore." Footsteps made their way into the room. It felt like a huge presence was standing over her. "She can't talk all that much. She has two puncture wounds on her back."

"Did you get a name from her?" She didn't hear Baby 5's reply. "So, she is just a woman that you picked up off the shore?"

"Yes, sir." Ash tried to move but it was near impossible. "I promise to take care of her. Nobody else will have to."

A large hand was placed on her head. It was way bigger than any person she had ever met, and she had met a lot of people. It moved through her hair. She didn't understand what he was doing. "Fine. She can stay. If I have mission for you, get Dellinger to watch her." Baby 5 agreed and the hand was removed. "I woul dlike to question her when she can speak and move." He left the room.

Ash felt Baby 5 sit on the side of the bed. She ran her fingers through her hair like a mother would to her child. Like her mother did when she would try to get her to calm down and sleep at night. "You're safe here. You can sleep." Ash felt the exhaustion and soreness from her body. She let sleep claim her. Maybe I will get some answers when I wake up. Maybe I will be able to move and talk by then.

I hope you like the story so far. You don't have to, but you can let me know what you think. I love you all. Have a gay day. Tatty-bye!

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P.S. - Gay to me means merry, happy, or joy. :) Have a nice day.