I'm back from my temporary leave!
Don't worry, I'm going to get back into my routine of updating, I just had a lot on my plate the last few days, but I'm finally back.
I have a new chapter, too!
I wanted to add that this chapter is very outside of my comfort zone of writing, so it's a bit different in style, but whatever. I think it turned out well.
Hope you enjoy it, and as always, please review.
I had ran out of my house, past the field and through the forest in record speed. I wasn't one for usually running, I preferred to exercise the muscles on my upper body, since carrying bombs for most of my life was a practice. I ran down the street that led to the shopping district, where I barged into the candy shop I had been at previously.
"Good to see you again." Tristana shouted from the counter. I chuckled and made my way to the counter, my breath ragged and heavy.
"Tristana," I started as I wheezed a few more breaths. "Please, please, puh-lease tell me you can get me a Fortunella right now. I really need one, I had an epiphany." I said to Tristana. She shrugged and shined a nervous smile.
"Sorry, Ziggs, there's no way I can get you one now. I would if I could, but the storage room's locked. We're the only store that sells Fortunellas, so you can't get them anywhere else." She said to me in a somewhat upset tone. I sighed and looked down at the counter.
"Alright. Thanks though, for being so supportive and stuff." I said back to her. She nodded.
"Okay. Good to see you again, and nice…clothes." She said to me as she chuckled. I looked down at myself, I saw that I was still in my 'lazy clothes.' I sighed and looked back up.
"Yeah, I was hoping to stay home and not go anywhere but I got the epiphany, so yeah." I said back as I turned around to the door to exit the store.
"Alright. Be careful, Ziggs. If you ever need me, feel free to call me." She said to me and I nodded back as I stepped out of the store and onto the street. Once I was out on the street I saw that the sun was now slowly setting. The temperature was a bit colder now, since summer was slowly coming to a close. The quiet walk back to my house was one of the most comfortable things for me, it was nice to get out of my house to get a rest from this big issue that was happening now.
I had woken up in an odd room. It was a pure black room and I was on a metal bed which hurt my back. I was dazed and not exactly sure where I was.
"Hello?" I asked loudly. I heard a chuckle and someone stepped in front of my vision. It was Rumble.
"Hiya." Rumble said back in a sort of mischievous tone. My face lit up and I smiled.
"Rumble! It's good to see you, when did you finally get back from your disappearance? And…where are we?" I asked him, he shrugged and approached the bed. He placed a finger on my lips and shushed me.
"Shhh, don't talk. We're here alone, and I haven't had sex in quite some time, I really need you right now." He said to me as he rubbed at my ears. I let out a few moans and shivers as he did so, this felt so good.
"Oh Rumble." I said back as I melted like putty in his hands. He let out another chuckle as he began to place something on my wrists. I wasn't aware at what it was until I heard it let out a few crackles. I looked down at my wrists and saw that it was handcuffs. He had handcuffed me to the back of the metal bed.
"What are you doing?" I asked him as he stood up from the bed and stepped back.
"Securing you. I don't want you to escape, or anything." He said to me as he crossed his arms. He had a sort of rash and rough look to him right now, something that Rumble hardly ever show.
"Rumble…are you…okay?" I asked him as he crossed his arms.
"Am I okay? Of course I am." He said to me as he leaned over the bed and he planted his lips against mine. The kiss felt good at first, but then it seemed to almost feel rough and harsh. His tongue seemed to grow barbs and it began to prod and poke the inside of my mouth, creating a painful feeling and taste of metal. I pulled him off of me and rubbed at my mouth. I looked at my fingers and saw that there was blood on them.
"Rumble, what did you do to me." I asked him as I looked at the blood. My hands were shaking now. He shushed me again and he placed a finger on my chest. But it didn't look like his finger, it was a black digit with a massive claw. He ran the claw down my chest, ripping my shirt as it went down, along with my skin. Blood began to slowly drip out of my wound and down my fur.
"Just having fun." He said to me as he stopped right at my hips. I let out a whimper and laid myself flat on the bed as I held the gash down my stomach. He scoffed and got on top of me.
"Get off of me!" I shouted, my voice echoing. He shook his head and he placed his hands roughly on my mouth, silencing me.
"You're mine now, so shut it. Just enjoy what I'm going to give you, it's worth it." He said to me as he flipped me in an instant. I was now on my stomach, my blood smearing on the metal bed. He got on top of my thighs and I felt something go down my back. It was those clawed things he had, cutting my shirt off and skin as he went down. The gash on the front of me was beginning to burn, and the new gash on the back of me began to sting. I let out another whimper and tried to shake him off, only to get the digit placed right on my rump. It poked at one of the cheeks, giving me a stinging feeling. I shouted as he slid the sharp object into the side of my cheek. He giggled and he took it out. It felt weird what he was doing, and it hurt a lot. Tears began to form at the edges of my eyes as I whimpered. Then I felt something thrust into me, and I yelled as loud as I could. It was the same clawed thing that he had slashed me previously.
I could feel as the clawed digit dug into me and it slowly crept through me. It had stabbed through the end walls of me and into the fat that protected me organs. I let out another loud scream as I shook in pain. This pain was unbearable, but Rumble was enjoying this all too much. He was chuckling and laughing as he kept sticking the clawed thing through me, and then I felt it pierce something and more pain had came. I could more blood pour down the front of me, and something lifted me up. It was then that I noticed what had happened. The clawed digit had stabbed all the way through me and was lifting me up from the bed.
"We're ready now." Rumble whispered.
I shot my head up, I was drenched in sweat and was breathing harshly. I looked around the room and saw that I was back in my bedroom. I let out a sigh of relief and laid myself back on the bed, my breath still loud. What kind of dream was that? I wasn't one for usually having nightmares, but this was bad. I let out another sigh and I sat up and saw that I had sweated a massive amount. The bed was and darker red compared to the lighter, grander red that my room was. I got off from the bed and I made my way out of my room, only to hear the doorbell ring. I sighed and I went down the hall and stairs to the front door. I opened it in a rush and saw Caitlyn there. Something was in her hands, of which at first I couldn't identify.
"Hello professor," She said to me as I opened the door. I nodded and she raised an eyebrow. "Did I come at a bad time?" She asked me. I shook my head.
"A bit, but it's fine, if anything you saved me from breaking down. Let's go to the backyard." I said to her and she nodded. I closed the door behind me and began making my way around the house barefooted, Caitlyn following behind me. We went past the table which was still set up, rotting food on it that I hadn't bothered to clean, and crossed over the stone bridge to my canopy. We sat on it in an awkward silence.
"So…" She began. I took in a big breath.
"Tea?" I asked her, she shook her head.
"No need, I'm okay now. I came to talk to you about this." She said as she showed me what was in her hands again. It was a briefcase.
"Okay, so what?" I asked her, oblivious to whose it was.
"So what? Ziggs, this is Rumble's. I found it in an alley." She said to me in a sort of mocking tone. I nodded and then it seemed to hit me all the sudden that it was Rumble's.
"Oh. May…may I see it?" I asked her. She nodded and she handed me it. I opened it up and was greeted by the familiar scent of Rumble that I missed so much. I began to rummage through the clothes, jumpsuits that he always used to wear up until we got onto the ship, and jeans and shirts that fit Rumble so well. I felt tears build up on the edges of my eyes as I looked through.
"You can keep the suitcase, it may be important evidence and all, but I think you would take better care of it." She said to me with a smile. I nodded as I lifted up a shirt from the suitcase and took in the scent of it. I began to sob softly as I smelled it, my tears dripping onto the shirt.
"Thank you." I whispered. Caitlyn awkwardly shifted in the canopy.
"Uh yes…for what?" She asked me in a hesitant way.
"For reminding me. Reminding me how Rumble smelled. One of my biggest fears was that I'd forget who Rumble was, how he smelled, how he looked. It may have been a few days, yes, but a few days can be a long time. Especially when someone goes missing out of nowhere." I said back as I let the tears fall from my face. I was able to hold back the sobs while I talked, but they all came back once I had finished talking. She awkwardly stood up and cleared her throat.
"Well, I will be going now, it's important that I try to get any sort of clues to lead my somewhere. This suitcase was sort of a dead end, sure it was in an alleyway, but there's not much else that surrounding this thing. It was in a bad part of Bandle, yes, but it was on the way to Tristana's too, so that means that he did try to get there. I'll be off now, and please, try to stay healthy enough, alright." She said to me as she shifted her gun in her hands. I looked up from the shirt, tears in my eyes, and nodded. She nodded back and she began to walk back towards the house. I continued crying into the shirt. I was truly tired of crying, but I couldn't really hold it back. My eyes still ached from crying in the past days, and this crying spurt wasn't helping. Once I was done I unfolded the shirt in my hands since there was no real use in putting it back in the suitcase. It was a black and white striped shirt. I let a little smile crack on my face as I stood up with the suitcase in my hand and went back to the house.
This was going to be hard on me, that's for sure.
Rumble's POV.
I heard a loud slam that abruptly awoke me. I looked around the dark room. I could hear footsteps get near me as they echoed around the room. They seemed to stop in front of me, and I heard the opening of some sort of box and then a popping sound. I heard a metal thing rub against another and then light appeared. I saw that Gangplank was standing under the lightbulb, and he had screwed in a new one after the old one had died.
"There we go. I can finally see you again." He said in an ominous tone to me with a smile. I sighed and avoided eye contact as he approached me.
"Please, go away." I whispered as he neared me. He scoffed and crossed his arms.
"But that wouldn't be fun, now would it? Besides, I have that bath that you've wanted for a while ready now." He said to me as he loosened the rope on my ankles.
"Oh, right." I said back. He stood up after untying the rope on my ankles and he went behind me to untie the rope on my wrists.
"Now, once I finish, I don't want you to attack me or run off. Trust me, if you act obediently, everything will be a lot easier on you," He whispered in my ear as he undid the knot on my wrists. Once it was off I moved my arms in front of me to see the damage that the rope had done to my fur. There was a whole bare band on my wrists from the rope. It had rubbed away all the fur and had left an itchy, red band of skin. It hurt to touch, too. Gangplank came back around the chair to in front of me. "Follow me to your bath." He said to me and he turned around. I reluctantly sat up and followed him across the circle of light into the darkness that lay beyond it. I could barely make out his shape as we went through the darkness and saw that we went through a sort of arch made of boxes. On the other side I saw that there was light to the right, and I saw a big metal tub.
We made our way to it and I saw that there was soap and everything on the ground.
"Go on, get in it. Well, after undressing, of course. I won't do it for you." He said behind me. I nodded and I slowly slipped off my shirt off of me. Once I had taken it off I looked at it and saw the grime and dirt on it from not only bleeding, but just the natural dirt that clings to stuff, especially when you're in a giant room like the one where we were. I fiddled with the button on my shorts and I slid them off, leaving me in my dirty-as-hell underwear. I slipped them off too and I stepped into the tub, a bit nervous about being naked in front of my abductor. He walked to the back of the side of the tub I was at and he grabbed at the bottle of shampoo, which he poured into his hands. He began lathering the shampoo into my head slowly. It would've been comfortable if it wasn't Gangplank that was doing this to me, but I accepted it as best as I could. I needed a bath really badly for a while, and I was finally getting it. Once he finished he took his hands off of me and spoke.
"Dive your head into the water to get it off of you," He said to me. I nodded and I dipped my head into the warm water and massaged out the shampoo from my head. Once I was done I took my head out of the water and leaned back on the tub. He grabbed a new shampoo bottle and he stood up and went to the left side of the tub. "Time to wash your whole body." He said to me in a sort of mischievous tone. I swallowed loudly as his words, worried at what he was going to do. I wasn't sure what he was up to, and I wasn't exactly sure what he plans for me were. He sure was acting a lot nicer than he would normally act to everyone else, almost like he wanted me…
No, that can't be it. I can't think like that, Gangplank wouldn't do that, would he? I let out an audible sigh as I felt Gangplank's rough hands on my chest. He began to lather the soap into my chest and he slowly moved his hands down to my belly and hips. He didn't say anything as he did so, but at this point my heart was pounding. I hoped that he would let me wash the rest of my body myself. Who knows what he wanted to do. I felt his hands linger around my hips and in an almost swipe, he grabbed onto me, startling me. I looked up at Gangplank as he leaned over the tub, my eyes wide open. He had his eyes closed as he felt it in his hands. His hands felt sickly on me, nothing compared to the furry, soft hands of Ziggs. Gangplank's were rough and callused, careless at what he was doing. I was whimpering as he began to pull at me. I knew I couldn't stop him, and if I had tried, I knew that something bad would happen to me. If this was just the beginning of it, then I didn't want to know what else he had in store for me, good or bad.
He continued pulling at me, and my body couldn't help but react positively. I tried to stifle moans as he pulled at me, but they somehow escaped out of my mouth. They please Gangplank and he continued to pull at lot faster, and harder. It hurt, but at the same time it felt really good, which made me feel guilty. I've heard of rape victims in the past having their bodies betray them, and that they acted positively to rape. I guess that's what was happening to me now, but this wasn't rape. Although I hoped that rape wasn't something that would happen to me in the future.
In almost in instant I released quickly, my liquid spurting into the water of the bathtub.
Great. Not only had this 'bath' gone bad, but I was now sitting in my own bodily fluid. Gangplank sighed and he took his hand off of me.
"Well," He said as he stood up. His hand was still wet from the water and my warm liquid. "You can finish the rest of your bath by yourself. The clothes you can wear are over there," He said pointing to a chair to my write. There was a pile of clothes on it. "Once you finish you can do whatever you want, I don't really care. I know that you won't be able to escape, and you've been very obedient so far, so I'll give you freedom. I'll come back later with food, and we'll leave. We've been here too long and I cannot risk us being found." He explained in a rush and he turned around and walked away. I took in a raspy sigh as I looked down at my body in the bathtub. I felt disgusting. I had let Gangplank do what he wanted without fighting back, almost like a whore. I knew I couldn't stop him, but I could've at least tried.
I was disappointed in myself. I was shaking now. Despite my body enjoying what Gangplank had done, my mind sure as hell wasn't. I felt guilty and disgusting. I placed my head on my hands and in almost an instant, I began to bawl. It was the only way I could cope with had happened, crying.
I'm helpless.