Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
Welcome to the 25th hunger games! This is the first quarter quell! (Not really)
"What else can I do?" Bella asks in such a concerned voice that Ginger let out a sigh.
"How should I know?" Ginger says, "I'm not the one who's frozen."
Bella stays silent for a moment and considers her current predicament. Her consciousness is currently focused on talking to Ginger. Taking the time to focus Bella explores the very thin edge of her mind.
The simple acknowledge of her mind's existence is a mental struggle for Bella – so much so that Bella's thoughts become her words and she says, "Wow she was right. I'm literally frozen."
"I'm guessing you're thinking out loud." Ginger says confident she is right, "Damn your skin is very cold."
Bella continues to struggle with her mind. Suddenly coming to the conclusion that she can't push any farther into her own mind Bella gives up the effort entirely. She asks Ginger, "Why can't I think properly?"
"I think it's because you've just been through something truly traumatic." Ginger says, "Why don't you get some rest? That way you'll heal faster."
"But…" Bella starts to protest but is cut off by Ginger's lips meeting hers. Warmth starts spreading through Bella's body starting at the pit of her stomach and expanding slowly but surely.
Bella's eyes widen when she recognizes the warmth as desire. In response to Bella's eyes widening Ginger increases the pressure of her kissing until Bella feels like she couldn't control the smoldering desire to kiss Ginger back.
'This should defiantly warm her up.' Ginger thinks as she embraces Bella and crushes their bodies together. Ginger's hands begin to explore Bella's body, once Ginger's hands start roaming over Bella's body Ginger feels Bella moan and twitch, 'Ah. So she is enjoying herself…that's just an added bonus nothing more.' Ginger convinces herself while tracing Bella's chiseled iron hard abs with the tips of her fingers of her right hand while her left holds Bella firmly pressed against her form. The movements cause Bella to twitch again and Ginger feels her beginning to kiss her back but then Bella stops herself and resigns herself to simple submit to Ginger's kisses – Ginger does in fact notice that Bella isn't protesting and seems to be enjoying herself with Ginger. 'I do hope to god that this doesn't spiral out of control. I'm only warming her; surely this method won't have any lasting effects? My mom was Christian and my dad was Catholic I would like to respect my parents, I was after all taught respect by the US Army. Then again I am an Atheist so it doesn't really matter, and I can't even envision a 'god' anyway. ' With these thoughts Ginger lifts her arms so Bella straddles the woman in her late twenties with her thighs firmly pressed against her hips. The movement forces both the girls clits together and the shock snaps Bella temporarily out of her lust-induced stupor.
"I'm warm, I'm warm." Bella says frantically, "Please can you stop?"
"But you're enjoying yourself," Ginger says her voice undeniable scruffy and very low pitched, "and besides I'm Atheist so I don't really have a problem with it, premarital sex that is."
"Yeah well I'm not used to it. It's a little weird." Bella says and shakes her head to stop Ginger from asking her again, "Yes I did and am enjoying myself immensely." 'How do I word this so I don't hurt her feelings? Fuck now she's crying.'
"You hated it." Ginger pulls away and gets off the mattress. Bella's eyes open and she sees a pair of heavenly muscular calves that look like they were carved by and meant for angels.
"No I didn't hate it." Bella says shocked at both the feeling of guilt at making such a robust woman cry and her ability to think back again in her complete control. 'If only I'd been thinking properly I wouldn't have done what I'd just done. Damn it.'
"Yes you did. You said it was weird. I…I'mjustnotusedtothatkindofrejection. Imeanivecomeonetotohergirlsbutnoneofthemhavehatedmeforit." Ginger spoke very rapidly, so fast that all of her words blended together into an indiscernible mess.
"Slow down." Bella says then curses her self, 'Shit! That's not what I meant to say.'
"AH! Fine!" Ginger screams and arches her back howling. She's completely naked and Bella can't help but to stare. If Bella thought the legs were heavenly angelic muscular then she was in for a shock when she saw the rest of Ginger.
The calves firmness, all of Ginger's firmness for that matter, had the consistence of soft marble. Harding to harder than rock marble when clenched but soft and malleable when relaxed. Ginger was defiantly not relaxed.
Not surprisingly her hair color was…red. Ginger was a ginger.
Ginger was sweating…profusely. It acted like oil and coated her deep tan skin. It was so deep that Bella had trouble of place her ethnic origin.
The marble hard muscular wonder continued up from her entire lower legs unto her massive thighs. Bella's eyes quickly assessed Ginger's whole backside…her back was tight ridged and ramrod straight.
Every muscle on Ginger's body seemed to be tight and in full definition. The sheer amount of muscle and the impossible definition of every fiber made Ginger look like one of those legendary berserkers. The people rumored to enter a trance like violent state in which they seemed immune to injuries they sustained and gain unholy strength, enough of it in fact that they could very well punch through solid wood and still destroy anything and anyone who got in their sight.
Her arms were like two battering rams connected to massive shoulders, those arms were currently stretched out in front of her and blood ugly cries were shrieking from her lips. Ginger was beyond pissed, beyond even Bella's preconceived trance like state that she imagined berserkers entering.
Nothing like Bella could even imagine could prepare her for Ginger's rage. It started immediately and Ginger's fists were punching though wood sheet rock and plaster…like it was air. Ginger's screams intensified as she began tearing large chunks out of the surrounding walls.
An entirety of 14 walls was demolished – all except for the ones leading outside – when Bella finally realized that she had to do something.
Ginger was a berserker that much was obvious from the fast and massive physical destruction. Ginger was a human that much was obvious from the fact that Bella could see half the mess covered in blood, thick bright red congealing blood.
The air inside the building seemed to smolder in heat as waves of foul smelling steam rose from the clots of blood mixed in with the rubble. Bella frantically wanted to summon her ability but she then realized that berserkers used this rage state to calm themselves before something important… 'Or when something terrible happens. That something would be me guarantee it.' Bella thinks as she collects her thoughts and looks around.
Besides the smoldering blood coated ruble strewn everywhere…literally everywhere…the area Bella was in wasn't affected at all, 'Well that's disturbing. Even in the violent trance like state a berserker still has their mental capacity…it's just geared entirely toward violence…which kind of scares me to be honest.' Bella thinks and grabs her backpack (which somehow miraculously ended up wherever Bella currently was) and took out the piercing tools and sat down on the mattress to continue the piercing she never got to finish.
Sticking out her tongue Bella chose the best tongue piercing in the bag inside of her backpack and pierced her tongue. This was after she had finished with her ears, which now each had 39 tiny treated pure gold loops in them.
"Brows next…" Bella mutters to herself as Ginger punches a hole in the ceiling and climbs through it onto the second floor of the building.
The same destruction that happened on the first floor could now be heard on the second floor. Ginger had the foresight – even when in her violent trance – to leave the support beams holding up the floor and ceiling of the building. This was obviously so Bella wouldn't get injured by any falling debris.
Bella pierced each of her brows three times – just to bring them out – with dull metal rods. Later – once her eyebrows had lifted – Bella would replace the dull metal rods with gold ones
Bella – still completely naked – lay down on the mattress and pierced her belly button going for a hanging tiny gold medallion that had the words beauty and love carved onto it in tiny gold script – in English obviously.
Looking inside of her backpack once she was finished with the piercing Bella searches for her change of clothes that she always stores in her backpack. Surprisingly enough – despite what was currently going on above her and what had happened around her – Bella found the clothes inside to be just perfect.
Bella left Star Wars hoodie inside the backpack because she still found the air inside the building to be quite hot. Standing up Bella put on a Nike sports bra – since she really didn't have big boobs, Bella was only 16. During puberty – which Bella had already experienced (and did not want to repeat) – Bella had fully grown, to her knowledge anyway.
Slipping on panties and a pair of fresh – actually everything was fresh – underwear Bella pulled out her favorite T-shirt and sighed. "Werewolf in Paris baby. Got the movie poster on it and everything." Bella says when she realized the demolition has stopped.
Before she can get on her shorts and quickly put on her ankle socks and put on her cross fit training shoes Ginger is in front of her. Bella is wearing a T-shirt and underwear…nothing else.
"That's awkward." Bella says, "Not that I mind. Listen I need to tell you something."
"Yes you do need to tell me something." Ginger says, "I want you to be very specific. What's you favorite color?"
"White." Bella says.
"Food?"
"Any."
"Moment in your life?"
Bella clears her throat and answers clearly, "Whatever happened on this mattress I'm currently standing on."
"Seriously?" Ginger says her voice not at all sounding surprised. She steps closer to Bella and says, "You said it was weird. I clearly take that as I sign of rejection."
"I fucking loved it okay?" Bella says her voice getting passionate, "It was the best fucking thing that's ever happened to me. Period."
"I'll let you know right now I'm a lesbian." Ginger says, "Are you a lesbian."
"Yes of course." Bella says, "I do after all have a major crush on a woman."
"Do tell?" Ginger says getting intrigued.
"I would love to chat here with you standing there naked…but you're covered in blood." Bella says clenching her teeth.
"Why's that a deterrent?" Ginger asks.
"I can't stand the sight of blood." Bella answers in a clipped tone.
"Fine." Ginger says rolling her eyes, "I'll go and clean up. Oh don't give me that look, there's a river half a mile away right? Yes I will walk naked to and from the river. All you have to do is have a towel and a fresh change of clothes for me…think you can do that?"
"Yes madam. Is there a wardrobe preference?" Bella says.
"My fulls US Army get up…you know what I'm talking about." Ginger says and charges through the wall behind Bella and sprints toward the river.
"DO YOU NOT CARE ABOUT THIS FUCKING BUILDING?" Bella screams to which the ginger berserker responds with, "OF COURSE NOT!"
Grumbling Bella turns back and groans – she can clearly see the now cooled ruble covered in blood baring her path to an untouched very large suitcase. "Great that suitcase must have Ginger's Army uniform inside of it. Now I have to climb over all the ruble even more great."
Luckily Bella's shoes were meant for cross training and would most defiantly get her over the rubble quite easily. Slipping on her shorts socks and shoes thereby completing her outfit Bella climbed over the rubble and walked to the giant suite case and propped it up against a wall unzipping it and letting the top fall away.
"Perfect." Ginger's voice sighs form directly behind Bella.
"Done already? Holy shit that was fast." Bella says.
"I lied about the river." Ginger says, "I simply went to an – and I'm not kidding – outdoor shower. Simply a shower head on attached to a small wall at the top of a hill."
"What's going on?" Bella asks, "Seriously what's the current situation. Not the worlds situation but a-"
"Stop right there I get what you saying…just let me get dressed first." Ginger says.
Bella watches as Ginger transforms herself from the sexually alluring ginger berserker to an intimidating (and no less sexually alluring) US Army officer.
"My young lady. We are at war." Ginger says in an emotionless voice, "The enemy is unknown and seems to kill and an incredible amount of males."
"You mean…?" Bella says for the second time that morning completely shell shocked.
"Yes." Ginger says nodding gravely, "If someone doesn't find out who the enemy is and eliminates them…all males on planet earth will be wiped from existence…permanently."