A Day of Reckoning-Chapter 1
I don't own BMFM. Elena is exclusively the sole property of Vlaajtee who has been so kind to let me use.
Fifteen Years Earlier On Mars...
"C'mon, Vinnie. Order us some beers." Said a dark, brown furred mouse.
"Way ahead of ya, Armada." He replied.
The two teenage mice had just entered the only bar on Planet Mars. An underground dive called Club Red. Other mice had come there to drink. Others were dancing to the juke box. Vinnie didn't care why they were there. As long he could escape his problems at home.
Flashback...
Vinnie's dad Vigor and his mom Sable were throwing a party. She caught his dad in the bathroom making out with another woman. She went ballastic.
"Get outta my house and don't come back, you dirty tramp!" She screamed, grabbing the terrified woman by the hair and kicking her out the door.
She then began shoving Vigor who backed up.
"How could you do this to me?!" She screamed.
"You wasn't giving me any lovin' lately. What's a man supposed to do if he can't get it from his wife?" He screamed back.
Then looked down. He began to regret what he just said.
"So your solution is to mess around on me with every whore on this planet?" She screamed.
"Sable..." He began.
"No, Vigor. We're done." She told him.
That same night, his mom packed up her clothes and left. It had happened before. His parents would fight about something then they'd make up. Vinnie hated to hear them fight and he often went out when they did.
"Dad, is Mom coming back?" Vinnie asked.
"Your mother and I just had a disagreement. She doesn't mean what she says. She'll get over it." He would replied.
This last time, she didn't come back. Vigor heard she had taken up with another man. A guy with a stable job. His dad was devastated. He began drinking heavily. Soon he was having wild parties with lots of Martian liquor.
The next morning after one of those parties, Vinnie found him slumped over the kitchen table.
"Dad, whose gonna cook breakfast?" Vinnie asked him, the next morning.
No response.
"Dad? Dad!" He panicked, shaking him.
He woke up groggy and looked at his son.
'What do ya want? I'm busy." He blurted out.
"Whose gonna make breakfast today?"
"Leave me alone!"
"But, Dad..."
Suddenly, a wine bottle was hurled at his face. He became pale and ducked. Luckily, the bottle hit the wall and behind him and shattered.
"Shut up! I said leave me alone!" His dad yelled.
"But..."
"Just like your mother weak and stupid." He muttered.
Vinnie fell back in shock. He couldn't believe what he heard. His father stumbled and brushed past him into the living room.
He began staying away from home more and more. He was afraid of his dad's temper. His dad ignored him.
He began cutting classes and running with a rough crowd after school. One of those boys was Armada. He was a year older than Vinnie.
Armada was the son of Martian Command's ambassador to Mars. Like Vinnie, he hardly saw his dad growing up and his mom died.
"After mom left, Dad wasn't the same." Vinnie said.
"My old man. Same way." Armada said, " I need a drink. Got any liquor?"
"My dad's got some."
"Well, let's get it."
They went to Vinnie's cave house and raided his Dad's liquor cabinet. Vinnie picked the lock and took out a bottle of Martian Vodka. Vinnie put two glasses out. He poured it and they began drinking.
"Hope your dad doesn't catch you with this stuff." Armada said.
"Pffff. Doubt it. He's hardly ever home. Always at the bar."
Within an hour, they finished it. It was Vinnie's first time trying liquor. He liked it.
After that, the two began drinking together and racing their bikes.
Armada was popular and had a way with the ladies. Vinnie liked hanging out with him because a lot of those girls paid attention to him.
One of those girls in particular was Gia. She was Armada's girlfriend. Vinnie noticed that she had been eying him a lot after Armada introduced him. She was very attractive he had to admit to himself.
One time, they were all seated at a table, she sat between Armada and him. He was shocked when he felt her foot brush against his shin. She'd glanced over at him with a seductive smile. It happened more than once under Armada's nose. She would glance at her boyfriend and smile innocently.
Another time, she had her hand on his knee under the table. He flinched as she snaked her hand up his thigh. He knew she was after him. Part of him wanted to tell Armada but the other part liked the attention. He had this hot girl chasing after him.
One day, she came to his house. No one was home.
"Oh, uh, hey, Gia. Armada isn't here." Vinnie told her.
"I didn't come to see Armada. I came to see you." She purred.
Within minutes, she was straddling him.
"G-Gia?" He began.
She began kissing his lips and neck. Her hands caressing his back and shoulders.
'W-we shouldn't be doing this." He began, when she broke the kiss.
"Quit fighting it, Vinnie. I know you want me as much as I want you." She replied, removing her top. She wore a black lacy bra.
"Y-you're Armada's girlfriend.." he began again, as she pushed the top of his shirt up and began kissing his chest.
"Shhh." She said, kissing his lips, "He doesn't have to know."
She then peppered his chest with kisses. She then moved down lower.
He felt a breeze. She had expertly unzipped his pants.
He saw the hunger in her eyes as she began fondlling him as well as kissing his lips. Her tongue forced into his mouth past his lips. His body reacted as her breasts rubbed against his chest. Her hips wiggling and rubbing against his.
"You're right. He doesnt." He smiled, the same seductive smile she had. He took off his shirt.
He began kissing her breasts, neck, and lips. He pressed her up against the wall. His hands rubbing over her body. She uttered moans of delights as he continued to make love to her.
"Wow..That was great." Vinnie grinned, after it was over.
"Your first time, huh?"
"You kidding?" He lied.
Both of them were lying in bed naked when they heard the front door open and close.
"VINNIE! Where the h- are you?"
"Oh, D-! My dad's home."
"Quick!" He opened the window. Gia threw on her clothes and climbed out the window and ran off.
No sooner did she send Gia away, when his bedroom door flew open.
"What'd you do with my liquor?" He demanded.
"What are you talking about?" He asked. He could tell by the blood shot look in his eyes he had just came from the bar and was drunk.
"Don't lie to me! You undid the lock on my liquor cabinet! And what's this?" He asked, picking up an earring.
Vinnie cringed. He saw Gia wearing it before. Stupid! Why did she leave it here?"
"You had a girl here, didn't you? I ain't running no whore house!"
"But, Dad..." His face paled, when he saw him take off his belt and wrap it around his hand. He reached up ready to strike.
"No son of mine is gonna shame our family!" He cried.
"Dad, no!" He cried, as he felt the sting of the belt across his back. Vinnie leaped out of bed. His father chased him around the house hitting him with the belt. He managed to throw on a shirt and a pair of pants. He made his way to the garage.
"You've been doing something bad. You ain't no son of mine!" Vinnie heard him scream as his bike roared and carried him away from that house.
End Flashback
Vinnie met up with Armada. They decided to go to Club Red.
"'Cause that's where the action is. Lots of drinks and plenty of hot chicks." Armada told him, elbowing him.
Vinnie had been afraid to go there because he knew he'd run into Gia. What he had done to Armada bothered him. But he tried to forget it.
Thankfully, she wasn't there. He had learned She and Armada had split up.
"But there's other fish in the sea. And speaking of fish, check out what just walked in."
A small girl in a blue tank top and black skinny jeans walked into the bar. Another girl, slightly obese, and in shorts walked along side her. The first girl was quite pretty with dark, oval shaped eyes and straight, jet black hair that hung down past her shoulders and down to her waist. The other girl, said something to her and went away.
"She's cute." Vinnie said, "And pretty."
"Bet she could give us a real good time, too." Armada said, licking his lips, and looking her body over.
"I don't know...she looks kinda young." Vinnie said, "Plus, she looks wet behind the ears."
"She won't be once I'm done with her."
"What do you mean?" Vinnie asked.
"Trust me, she'll be willing to do whatever we want." He said, then looking at the girl, "Hey, doll! C'mere!"
...
"Elena, where are you going?" The obese girl came back and asked the dark haired girl.
"That guy called me over. Bet he wants to buy me a drink." She replied, pointing at Armada.
Both he and Vinnie were too far away to hear them.
"Don't go. I got a bad feeling about this." The obese girl said, eying Armada and Vinnie suspiously.
'Aw, relax, Shawna. They look like nice guys." She told her, "Really cute. Especially the white mouse."
"Looks can be deceiving." She told her.
"Geez, you sound like my dad! Always lecturing me about boys and their " raging hormones." I wish everyone would see that I'm grown and can make my own decisions."
"You mean like coming here? If your dad finds us here, that'll be the least of your worries."
"Loosen up and live a little!" She said, walking past her friend and strutting up to the bar.
'Sit right here, pretty lady." Armada said, giving her the biggest smile he could muster. Vinnie gave her his trademark smile. A thousand watt smile that worked like a charm.
"Joe, give the lady a beer." He said, as she sat next to him and Vinnie, "Put in on my tab."
The two other mice were already drinking theirs.
The bartender looked at Elena suspiciously but said nothing. He placed a large heavy glass of foamy beer before her.
"So, first time here?" Vinnie asked, trying to make conversation.
"Sure is. But I'm old enough to drink. My dad doesn't think so, though." She said, taking a sip, "Nice.
A few drinks later, Elena was so drunk she could hardly stand.
"Whooa! The room feels like it's spinning or is it me?" She blurted out.
"Hey, uh, why don't we go someplace we can be alone, hmm?" Armada told her, motioning to Vinnie to get her arm.
Shawna walked up to her.
"Elena, we gotta leave." She said, putting her hand on her arm.
Vinnie could see the girl had never drunk alcohol before and had trouble holding it.
She was young and inexperienced.
"No! I wanna stay. I'm having fun! " She threw off her friend's hand.
"Besides, these nice boys wouldn't let nothing bad happen to me."
If she only knew...
...
They went behind the bar. Elena was stumbling.
"Oops!" She giggled.
Armada had her up against a boulder. He then began removing his shirt.
"No...what are you doing?" She managed to get out before he started kissing her lips.
"No...stop it!" She said, faintly trying to push him off.
"Fine...we'll do it the hard way.." He growled, shoving her on the ground. He was now on top of her.
Elena's eyes grew big as he ripped off her pants.
"Now I'll take what I want.." He grinned, down at a frightened Elena. He then undid his own pants.
"What are you doing, Armada?" Vinnie asked, incredulous, "You said she was gonna be ready to go."
Vinnie watched in shock as this animal did horrible things to the girl. He never thought Armada was like this.
...
"Why didn't I cry out?" Elena thought, as she laid there, too drunk to fight them. She felt stupid. Shawna was right. If she had listened to her. H-, if she had never went to the bar none of this would've happened.
"Your turn." She heard him tell the white mouse.
Oh, dear Mother Of Mars! I'm gonna be raped twice!
...
Vinnie reluctantly undid his zipper. He fumbled with it. He went to approach Elena. He saw the frightened look on her face. He hesitated.
"C'mon, Vinnie." Armada prodded.
"She don't wanna do it." Vinnie said.
Suddenly, they saw bright lights.
'Quick! Someone's coming! Let's get outta here!" Vinnie told him.
Armada looked scared.
"C'mon, Armada!" Vinnie grabbed his arms and the two boys scaled the metal fence surrounding the bar and left Elena laying on the ground.
"There!" Shawna pointed.
'Elena!" A tall boy cried out and reached for her. At the first touch of a male on her arm, she began screaming and swinging at him.
"DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME!" She screamed loudly. Then burst out crying.