Chapter 11 Stoker and Bella

"Major Van Wham, I'm on my way. I'm about 10 minutes out. Can you tell me what is the status on Charley?" Stoker was going as fast as his bike can do. But trying and praying that she will be okay.

" General, I'm sorry to tell you, that I misinformed you. Charley is having a hypnotherapy session and the doctor is having her recall what happened to her. That is what I heard sir. I'm sorry for interrupting the session. I offer no excuse for my actions." Zerelda's emotionless voice betrayed her to Stoker. Knowing a hint of what happened to the young major, he decided it was best to let this go. Knowing her, something set off alarms or she would not have alerted him.

" Fine, if she's not in any danger I'll be going back to my business. Next time make sure its a true emergency. And that's an order soldier!" he stated in an irritated tone. The last thing he wanted was to show her pity. That was the last thing she would want.

" Yes sir." her clipped tone told him she wasn't about to question his motives. She had her pride and reasoning for the way she was. By Helios it was rare and far in between to meet a woman as good as she is. Why on Mars she wasnt settled down was the question of the day. Turning his bike around he headed back to the Maverick home. If he and Bella was going to have a future then they needed to lay the past to rest.

Breathing a shaky sigh, Zerelda tried relaxing. However hearing Charleys war stories made her cringe. Deciding she would be alright with the doctor, she left Charley and the Ice Queen alone. Walking steadily on shaky legs, she all but ran to her bike. Demons from her past chased her all the way out the door.

Hearing the one woman she hated leave, Dr. Razzel Sloop grinned with sadistic glee. She realized the only way to exact revenge on the Van Wham family and Stoker's clan was through Charley. Now that, someone was going away from the door the time to act was now. "Alright Charlene, this is also what your going to remember the first time you see Mr. Vincent Van Wham."

Reaching the Maverick home, Stoker climbed off of Lucy. Walking briskly to the entrance he heard the muffled cries. Fear ran his blood cold causing him to burst into Bella's bedroom. Laying across her bed crying was Bella. Feeling a pang of grief rising from within her, Stoker's heart broke with her. He knew that her reliving the past was going to be painful, just how painful would be the question. He sat on the side of her bed running his hand up and down her back. Content to wait and let Bella cry out her pain, she will tell in time when she was ready.

Breathing hard, Zerelda sat on the floor with her back to a wall. Great work out, she thought. Trying her best to forget what was haunting her. Pushing away from the wall, she started to get up. The voices in her head echoed, causing her head to pound. Memories of physical and emotional torments returned with a vengeance. Growling she stood up, and headed to the weight room. Perhaps another round lifting weights would kill the memories back for a while then I'll clean up.

After crying all she could, Bella rolled over onto her back and looked into Stoker's saddened, concerned eyes. " To answer your question Stoke, Modo is not your son. When Lugs discovered I was pregnant he told my father against my wishes." She suddenly sat up as the bile and hatred rose in her voice, as the words choked her in her throat. " For years I hated Lugs. The sad thing was as sweet and caring husband Lugs was. He was completely oblivious how cruel, that one slip of the tongue was. Father figured out you were the father and took me to a doctor. Father explained to Lugs that since we were so young, he needed to save all the time off for when I delivered. But until I was further along in my pregnancy to keep it a secret." She paused while she blew her nose. Stoker waited patiently for her to continue. Deep inside he wanted her to spit it out. But, he knew if he rushed her, she would shut down or leave out details. Sniffling, she started up. " Stupidly, Lugs left me with my father before my first appointment. After Lugs had been gone long enough, Father showed me pictures where you and I were making love. He said he had been watching us like a show he called ' Mice in heat' and knew the child I carried was really yours. The doctor I was going to was going to take my baby as a donation to science." at this point she couldn't fight it anymore. Grabbing the trash can she threw up all of her lunch. Stoker quietly went to her side to hold her, but she rejected his touch. She had to finish what she never wanted to relive." The doctor was a big headed monstrosity with a nasally voice. He took me into a laboratory and used some kind of laser looking beam on me. Only when he first used it on me, inside a tank an embryonic sac appeared in this tank. No more babies, were inside me. Somehow he removed the babies, and kept them living. Then without any form of anaesthesia he implanted me with a fertilized egg. My father had been using me for money while I was a child and I never knew it. He had been pimping out to the freak for years. Somehow he wiped my memories so I would never remember. The fertilized egg was mine and had been fertilized by Lugs sperm. Only it was designed to attach then in a few months die to stage a miscarriage. Only it backfired and Modo was born to be the strongest and biggest of the Martian Mice." a ghost of a smile played on her lips as she remembered giving birth to Modo. Tears choked her as she continued. " When Father realized his clan was thrilled at my pregnancy, he played it to the hilt about being the happy grandfather. It sickened me to have him touch Modo at all when he was born. I knew if I didn't keep silent, he would sale all of us and stage it as a Plutarkian slave raid." she walked to the bed unable to look at Stoker or bear his touch. " When I found out my father was betraying our clan, our race, I prayed for his death. Only he set Lugs up. The fire fight between the Plutarkians and your squadron was set up. That mad scientist that took our babies helped frame Mace as a traitor, killed Astro, Lilly, removed Modo's arm, and killed Lugs as a message. Keep quiet or the others get it. My father died from a unexpectedly a week later." She turned to face him with a sickening smirk on her face. The look was completely twisting her facial features. This was not her at all. " You know what the best thing about war is? You can torture someone the way the enemy does and get away from being a convicted murderer.

After the way Lugs was killed, Modo losing his arm...I snapped.

So while Modo was recovering I took matters into my own hands. I read how in the past, that women that had been wronged got revenge. So I waited and saw my chance. He was plastered from the Plutarkians booze. He had just dropped his head on his shoulder, when I tied him and gagged him. As small as I was, I knew no one would believe I could have killed my own father. Truth is he never was my father. No father would harm his child like he did. So with him tied I skinned him alive. I demanded to know the scientists name, what happened to our babies, who killed Lugs. He said the twins were separated before their birth. He claimed part of the experiments was to convert one species to another but leaving the parental markers, only changing the outside appearance. It was like I thought when he talked about Lugs. It'd been his version of a wakeup call. Thats what he thought. I slowly peeled a section at a time of his skin. No one heard his cries. I felt glee about bleeding him out in a slow agonizing pace. I bathed my hands in his blood then ran them down the side of his face. The look upon his face was so delicious. I then took the bowl of blood and forced some of it in his mouth making him choke on it as it slid down his throat. ' The blood of my husband, son, the rest of our family and friends is on your hands daddy. Its only fitting you drink it and tell me how good it makes you feel!' After he vomited, I had enough with his story of being sorry. I set fire to certain parts of the body after I cut his genitals off and force fed them to him. Then I'd put the fire out and start over. After that I then took the knife and started to decapitate him. Just to torture him a little more I set him completely on fire and watched him burn. I can still feel the blood on my hands, hear his muffled screams. The slick feeling as its warm liquidity form flowed through my fingertips. But he died knowing I would never forgive him, nor did he deserve mercy. Please Stoker don't think badly of me. You asked me to marry Lugs, and I was a chaste and dutiful, faithful wife to him when he was here and when he was gone. I even sought his killer and avenged his death. Along with our babies, and what was done to my son? Not counting you and myself, he had to die! Please say something, anything!?" Bella stood on the other side of the room. Her eyes pleaded with him to please understand. Praying she hadn't made a mistake in confessing her awful deed, her shoulders drooped as she leaned against the wall. Tears of some remorse came, but the tears were more grief than remorse.

Stunned, no, more shocked than anything Stoker sat there on the side of the bed. He's innocent, sweet, loving, gentle Bella had done this unthinkable. She bore the burden of the twins, Lugs' murder, Modo's torture, and her revenge on her father. Not knowing what to say he asked the one question he felt he already knew the answer to. " What was the lab rats name Bella." his voice was hardened yet soft from the strain of today's events.

" You already know love, he gave you your tail. Dr. Benjamin Boris Zachary Karbunkle."

Anger rushed through him. Growling menacingly, Stoker silently stood then walked over to Bella. Greedily he kissed her rough then gentle. Pulling away he looked at her. "I have to meet up with the kids. Karbunkle is mine!" Before she could protest he was out the door headed for the hanger bay. It was going to end and end now.