"Grudge Match Redux" Post #10 by Minty Chinchilla
WHOO! DOUBLE DIGITS!
Uhh, yeah. 2 hours late on the update. Sorry! I blame the season 2 finale! I was too excited! IT WAS EPIC.
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"I hear you're having problems with our new pet, sister..."
Ben took back everything he had just thought about this bug-man. His voice was the most horrendous thing Ben had ever heard. It was akin to fingernails on a chalkboard, with a side of gravel thrown down a garbage disposal.
"The human resisted the ambrosia. We'll have to use more forceful means to break him properly." Silla sniffed disdainfully, miffed by Ben's willpower.
"Resisted the ambrosia? Well, that's new. I guess I'll have to just go up to the next level in his training." Sagark turned to the compartment his sister had opened earlier, reaching two arms to lift a large, vaguely crescent-shaped blade. Ben drew back when the blade's sharp edge glinted in the lighting. 'Knives shouldn't be that sharp, should they?'
"I'll trace, you'll hold?" Sagark tilted his head in Ben's direction, and Silla's mouth twisted into an ugly, demonic smile. Without warning, she snapped her whip, catching Ben off guard and wrapping the lash tightly around his lower legs. He toppled to the floor as she gave the whip a sharp tug. Several bug servants swarmed over him, wresting his jacket and shirt over his head and down his arms, but not off because of the electro-cuffs that still bound his wrists. His back exposed, Ben was held immobile by the bug-bitch's whip, his own clothes, and a foot against the back of his head.
"May I suggest that you start at his shoulder blades?" Ben could hear the sadistic glee in her voice.
"An excellent suggestion, dear sister." Ben had no other warning before the blade bit into his back.
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The platoon of bug-aliens was no match for Kevin, who had become a veritable one-man army. Using the near-indestructible Petrosapien arm to pierce their armor and exoskeletons, Kevin took advantage of the delightful flammability of the bugs' acid innards. His speed had increased, giving him the agility to dodge the bugs' attacks and to launch counterstrikes before they realized they had missed the mutant.
Within minutes, the 50 bugs had become a pile of burnt shells and weapons. Kevin stood over the remains as he seethed with anger. 'I need to find Ben, not grunge around with these lowlifes.' His newly regained speed took him across the ship to what used to be the gladiator arena. It wasn't an arena anymore. The giant room had been rebuilt into a series of hallways and rooms. Kevin kicked a door open, only to be confronted with some sort of oddly shaped, but thankfully empty, bed.
'Not what I wanted to see. Fuck, this is only confirming what I think that bug-bitch is going to do to Ben.' Kevin left the room, intent on bashing down every door, but another platoon of bug-soldiers blocked his way. As he turned to go back the way he came, Kevin was faced with more bug-soldiers. They were fencing him in.
"That's it! I have had it with these motherfucking bugs on this motherfucking ship!" With a near savage roar, Kevin barreled into the mob of bugs, arm blazing and fists crushing.
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Ben wanted to scream, but he knew that was exactly what his tormentors wanted. He wouldn't give them the satisfaction of hearing how much they were hurting him. This resistance only angered the Zopht siblings more. What started as simple cuts became long gouging slashes across his back. From the way the two aliens spoke in their native tongue, Ben figured this was more than random knife-marks. The were carving something into him.
'What did I do to deserve this done to me?' The young metamorph's fingers clenched into fists as he tried to stave off the sharp gashes and the just-as-sharp throbs. 'Please let Kevin have escaped this. He doesn't need anymore pain. It's only the least I can do to protect him.'
As if hearing his thoughts, Sagark drew a particularly deep slash across Ben's lower back. He couldn't hold in the screams any longer.
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Kevin made his way down the corridor, smashing doors and buggy-guards, still desperately searching for the boy he had grown to love. After a while, the bugs stopped coming. He had either burnt them all or scared them off with his near-psychopathic rampage.
Alone in another hall, Kevin finally stopped to rest. His golden eyes closed momentarily as he fought to keep the energy powering his new form from overtaking him completely. That was when he heard it. A scream. Ben's scream.
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Nowhere near done, ladies. I'm thinking Kev rescuing Ben soon, but the baddies get away. The boys'll have to heal up and de-mutantify before they can finish the bugs off. Besides, the way we've wrote this… they don't even know they're in love yet! Only Kevin's really acknowledged it. And that was just now.
Do something awesome, Goddess-of-da-Cheeseburgers! Please? **begs**