WARNING: This chapter will contain very strong language, graphic violence and a sex scene.
Fink's Past: Part 6
Fink confidently walked into the club and wasn't worried about the lady she knocked out…in a place like a rocking night club "anything" could've happened to that poor woman.
The night club was packed, filled with mostly villains and they were either dancing, sitting down drinking or just acting crazy throughout the scenes. Fink decided to make her way to the bar. She squeezed passed the dancers with ease…quickly dipping her hands into their pockets and nicking wallets. This didn't always work as it was merely the luck of a draw…but in a short period of time, she managed to find about 20 dollars, which was a lot of techno's…that was enough for a round of drinks, especially if she was just drinking for herself.
The bar was busy and Fink looked around to the shortest line but in a busy place like this, it didn't seem to matter. However, someone did push in front of her. A tall bear. Fink growled and tapped on the bear's shoulder.
FINK: Hey!
The music was loud and could understand why the bear didn't hear her at first. So she decided to press harder on his shoulder and shout.
FINK: HEY!
The bear eventually turned around, he had an eye patch over his left eye and fangs sticking out of his mouth. Straight away, Fink could tell there was gonna be trouble…but the arsehole shouldn't have pushed in front of her. He looked down at her and growled and answered back in a deep, almost raspy voice.
BEAR: What?
FINK: What do ya mean "What?"…you pushed in front of me.
BEAR: So?
FINK: So…get back behind me!
BEAR: (Starts to laugh) HA! Piss off, pip-squeak!
FINK: Okay, well it looks like I'm gonna have knock you out!
BEAR: (Bends down to her level) Knock me out? HA! I dare you to tr-
Without hesitation, Fink upper-cutted the bear, punching upwards into his jaw…this made him lift off his feet and crash into the other people in the line, almost clearing her a path. The other club goers saw this and started clapping, and cheering at Fink…she smiled and flicked her hair. The path was clear to reach the bar…and Fink walked over the knocked out bear. A lot of people got knocked down with the bear…but Fink didn't care. She leaned on the bar, while people were starting to eye her.
BARMAN: Hi, what can I get ya?
The music was still loud and booming across the huge room but Fink could hear him perfectly.
FINK: Quad vodka with a dash of lemonade.
BARMAN: Triple…vodka…?
FINK: Yeah, with a dash of lemonade.
BARMAN: I've never known anyone to ask for a quad.
FINK: (Smiles) I just wanna get there quick, you know. (Winks)
BARMAN: (Smiles) Okay. No problem.
The barman proceeds to make Fink's drink, grabbing a glass and adding three 25ml of vodka, making it a triple. He had to go to the other side to use the lemonade squirter. Fink got her money ready. Just then, a random guy was pushed against the bar, smashing glasses on the counter…Fink didn't flinch but turned to see what was going on. The guy was bleeding from the nose…and just then a human, who looked like he'd been working out in a gym, grabbed this blooded up guy and pulled him closer to his face.
MAN: You do that again, I'll knock your fucking teeth out!
WIMPY GUY: O-Okay, I'm s-sorry…
Just then, the muscled man picked the beaten up guy and chucked him over the bar, smashing into more glasses and display drinks…to the barman's dismay. Fink was a little impressed. The barman angry and coming back with Fink's drink.
BARMAN: Really, Bronz, again…? Every night, man. I'm the one who has to clean this shit up!
Even with the loud music still going on, Fink heard that the new person standing next to her was called Bronz. She chuckled to herself, think it was a stupid name.
BRONZ: (Still to the barman) Just teaching that asshole a lesson that's all…
The barman shook his head disappointedly and gave Fink her drink, putting a straw in it and she showed a little bit sympathy to the barman, who rolled his eyes. She was about to pay but the barman put up his hand and waved to declined.
BARMAN: Don't worry. First one's on the house. I ain't got time to take the money and process the change through. (Indicates at the mess and bleeding person) I've got other things to worry about…
FINK: Oh, why thank you so much…
BARMAN: Not a problem.
The barman quickly got to work at clearing the mess, while other barman and women took over, trying to dodge the mess. Fink turned to the big muscle man, with his long brown hair and was impressed with his physic.
FINK: So…what made you pissed off that you have to chuck a guy over the bar?
Broz slowly turned his head around and had an annoyed look on him but Fink wasn't scared or even intimidated.
BRONZ: The asshole pushed in front of me…
FINK: Aah. (Takes her drink) Looks like we both have something in common.
BRONZ: No…not really…
FINK: (Frowns) You're a villain, aren't you?
BRONZ: Yeah. Small time. I just hurt those that annoy me.
FINK: I can see that.
The small talk just seemed to die out instantly. The human just seemed not to be interested in Fink, which she thought was great…and a challenge.
This one will do.
Fink was drinking her drink innocently, swaying her body in front of him, like a little schoolgirl wanting something. The human just scoffed, waiting to be served.
FINK: Want me to get you a drink?
BRONZ: No.
There was a pause.
FINK: Sooo…your name is Bronz, huh? That's a…unique name. My name is-
BRONZ: (Interrupts) I know who you are. (Fink was surprised by this) You're the little rat girl, Fink. You used to be Venomous's little minion! (Turns and looks at Fink, frowning) And you saved the world, didn't you?
Fink was shocked that anybody remembered. Normally it would be about KO, since he was a hero and it's only the hero's that get recognized. Fink could tell that Bronz didn't like the idea of a villain helping a hero but she played along.
FINK: Yeah, I saved the world. What of it?
BRONZ: (Scoffs) Teaming up with a good guy…
FINK: Huh, it's not like I had a choice.
BRONZ: Wrong. You had a choice. If I were you, I would've let Venomous take over the world and eradicate all the hero's. It would've been a better world for all us villains.
FINK: Technically it wasn't Venomous that was trying to take over the world. It was Shadowy, his alter ego.
BRONZ: Venomous, Shadowy, what difference does it make?
FINK: A lot, actually. He…wasn't himself.
Bronz finally got served and the other server seemed to know what he wanted, grabbing him a beer and placing it in front of him.
BRONZ: You stopped a villain from taking over the world…by helping a hero. In my book, that's treason to your own kind. Villains don't help heroes. If I were you, I would've let, whatever the fuck his name was, just destroy the world and start anew with all villain's…and even let that square head KO perish.
Fink tried to hold back her anger to the sound of KO being ridiculed, she wasn't sure why…except the part where he fantasied about him…but Fink kept her cool
FINK: It's a bit more complicated than that. KO was…well, it was Venomous's son…
BRONZ: I couldn't give a shit…not now. (Rips open the bottle cap) I'd be more worried about your own safety.
FINK: What do you mean?
BRONZ: There are a lot of people in here that want to kill you.
Fink adverted her eyes quickly to, not only the queue but to a few people sitting down just staring at her with angry murderous eyes. Fink pretend she didn't see them and turned her back on them.
BRONZ: It appears saving the world with a hero doesn't agree with them…and they hate you for it.
FINK: So, fuck 'em. I can take them on.
BRONZ: I doubt you can.
Fink tried to access the situation and Bronz was right, there was too many people…even if she could take out a few, she'd be overruned. Fink kept calm though…and drank her drink causally. Bronz took a huge gulp of his beer, practically finishing the whole bottle in one go. He looks at bottle and spins it on the palm of his hand…Fink watched carefully…
BRONZ: Ah, that was a good beer…
He then swung the bottle towards Fink, who quickly ducked, missing the swing. Fink rolled out of the way, as Bronz took another swing…she quickly got up and jumped onto the counter, the crowd now watching. She was kicking filled and empty glasses at Bronz, who blocked every shot, smashing on impact, slowing him down…as he took another swing to grab her legs, but she jumped and summersaulted forwards, whipping her tail at his face…he groaned and was pushed back. This gave her time to go on all fours and run across the counter as fast as she could. Bronz held the part of his face where he got hit and gritted his teeth and started to chase after her, pushing people out of his way. Fink was knocking everything over, splashing drinks on people, or smashing to the ground. Some of the punters tried grabbing her but she was to quick…Bronz noticed this.
BRONZ: (To the crowd) GET OUT OF THE WAY, SHE'S MINE!
Some of the people didn't even hear him, as they were knocked down by his forceful strength. Fink was running out of counter…but could see a door, a way out…even if was just a staff only door. Bronz was surprisingly catching up. Fink jumped off the counter, landing on her feet and charging the door open…it was just a thin straight corridor but could see another door at the end. Bronz literally smashed down the door, like a wrecking ball. Fink yelped. Bronz was like a raging ball and came charging at Fink…who was quick off the mark. Fink quickly jumped and used the wall to her advantage, walking-like across it and bouncing off it and pulling back her fists, making Bronz put off guard and punching him across the face, this pushed him back but was still standing. Fink then turned and started running. Bronz huffed in frustration and chased after her again.
Fink came to the end of the corridor and quickly opened the door, but this slowed her down and Bronz caught up, wasting those seconds to open the door. Fink was in the staff room, just a basic room where staff can have their breaks, with a mini kitchen in the corner, with two doors on one side indicating the toilets, a few sofas and chairs and a table and another door that was a staff entrance. Fink made a run for the exit…the door crashed open again and without any hesitation, Bronz chucked the bottle he kept hold off and smacked Fink on the head, surprisingly making her lose her balance but falling softly onto the sofa. This was his chance. Fink was on her front, just about to push herself up from the sofa but Bronz grabbed her behind, wrapping his arms around her and eventually covering her mouth, while she was screaming.
FINK: GET THE FUCK OFF MPPFFFF!
Fink was twisting and lashing, still putting up a fight to escape.
BRONZ: We don't want traitors to villain's here! You treason bitch!
FINK: (Mouth covered) MITFS MOT TREASUN, YO FUK!
Fink tried to back head-butt Bronz but he was careful of her movements, even when tightened in his grip. She was still putting up a fight and had a lot of energy on her. This frustrated Bronz and decided to slam her against the wall, pressing his body onto hers…he ran towards the wall, Fink's eyes raised and managed to move her face from his hand and bite down on his fingers, he screamed as her fangs dug deep into his flesh, even getting to the bone…Bronz still pressed ahead to slam her against the wall but he loosened his grip around her…and she stuck her foot out, as used the wall to walk on it, making her flip over him and sit on his shoulders. Bronz tried to shake her off, but she gripped her legs around him and started punching his head, left, right, left, right…Bronz couldn't take any more and grabbed her arms, she gasped, and was pulled off his shoulders, flipped and slammed into the table breaking it easily. Fink moaned…it started to hurt. Bronz wanted to laugh, that he'd won…but his head was thumping, the pain from the punches causing him headaches and making his vision dizzy…
BRONZ: God…my head…
It felt like he had a hangover, he stumbled and fell to his knees next to Fink…who wasn't going anywhere to soon, as she groaned…the table was quite hard. Bronz started to pant, his exhaustion catching up with him.
BRONZ: You're good…I'll give you that…
FINK: Fuck you and your compliments…
BRONZ: You…(Panting through exhaustion)…you've won my respect…
FINK: What, by throwing me into a table? Oh well, whoop-de-fucking-do…
BRONZ: Anyone who can keep up with me, gets my respect.
FINK: I didn't come here for any respect, for fuck sake. (Sits up) I just…came here for a drink and fuck!
BRONZ: What?
FINK: I'm on heat. I didn't come here for a fucking fight. Now you tell me that Neutral Zone hates me? Well fuck them. I'm my own villain…and besides what I did, was years ago. (Scoffs) Get over it…
BRONZ: (Slowly stands up) You're on heat…? Rats actually go on heat?
FINK: (Rolls her eyes) Jesus, yes. I have needs as well, you know…
BRONZ: Maybe I can help you with that...
FINK: (Chuckles) You're serious…?
BRONZ: I don't joke.
Hmm. I guess this loser will have to do.
FINK: Okay, "Bronz"…I'll take that up. But not here. My place.
…
About twenty minutes later.
They were in the middle of sex. She was lying on her back, while a human was on stop and ploughing her. He was well built, with great upper strength and long brown hair. He was grunting, fucking quicker now…Fink didn't seemed to be enjoying herself…in fact she was bored, and was looking at her phone.
BRONZ: Oooh yeah! You're loving this, aren't ya?
FINK: (Sighs) Mm-hmm. (Flicks through her phone and yawns)
BRONZ: (Grunting) Bet you're loving my cock right now!
FINK: (A bit cringed) Oh yeah…and…whatever…
Fink felt nothing…he was inside her but this wasn't arousing her at all.
BRONZ: Ooh! I'm gonna cum inside you!
This alerted Fink.
FINK: No, you won't!
BRONZ: I will, you rodent whore! I'm gonna fill you right up! (Grunts) Oh, God, I'm gonna explode!
FINK: I said, NO!
Fink kicks him off…just as he climaxed, lucky missing the chance to get any of his spunk inside her. He gasped, as the wind was taken out of him…and he moaned as he spitted his cum on her floor. Fink sat up and rolled her eyes…there was nothing to worry about…a water pistol could've squirted out more. Fink started to play with her hair, tying it back into a ponytail. Bronz was just getting his breathe back. Fink climbed off the bed and grabbed a gown to put over her naked body.
BRONZ: You…fucking kicked me during sex, you stupid bitch!
FINK: Yeah, well, I didn't want your shit inside me! I said no cumming inside me…so you clearly weren't listening!
BRONZ: Crazy bitch! All whores like a cream pie!
FINK: (Sighs) I was in heat…I just wanted a fuck, not get pregnant!
BRONZ: (Stands up) Then what's the point…?
FINK: Look, like I said, I was in heat…when I'm in heat, I wanna fuck! It's no big deal. So, I just picked you…the most pathetic of all that is pathetic. (Bronz grits his teeth) Little limp dick did nothing for me!
BRONZ: F-FUCK YOU!
FINK: You just did. You can go now…
BRONZ: I ain't going anywhere…
FINK: (Sighs) Do you really want to play this game…with me?
BRONZ: I ain't going anywhere, until you clean this mess (Points to his dick)
FINK: That's your problem. Now, I suggest you leave before you die of a painful death.
BRONZ: You're just tits and ass…you're nothing…
FINK: Looks can be deceiving!
BRONZ: Yeah…? Well it looks like you suck dick.
FINK: Seriously, fuck off!
Just then, Bronz ran up to Fink and punched her across the face, knocking her to the floor. Bronz was standing over her.
BRONZ: And that's exactly what your gonna do…(Picks her up by the neck) You're gonna suck my dick…and you're gonna fucking enjoy it!
Fink moaned, due to the punch across the face. Bronz brings her close to his dick…it was only half mast. Fink looked at it, disgusted.
FINK: Limp dick!
Bronz then squeezed her neck, tighten her airways…she began to choke.
BRONZ: I said, SUCK IT! (Fink nodded) and you do anything stupid, I'll rip that pretty head of yours. It'll be easy…snapping your neck like a toothpick.
FINK: O-Okay…
BRONZ: Good girl…
Fink kneels down, though this was forced by Bronz…she stares at his dick, which was still half-mast. She gritted her teeth…and then had an idea. She smiled, and seductively licked her lips, ready to gobble this limp turkey…she then gently held it in her hand and Bronz started to moan…loving the feel of Fink's warm hands…he tilts his head back and smiles.
FINK: You know, Bronz, there's something I haven't told you…
BRONZ: Oh yeah…?
FINK: Yeah~
BRONZ: And what's that?
FINK: I'm not 21. (He looks down at her, horrified) I'm fucking 16!
BRONZ: WHAT?
Just the Fink chomps at his dick, her fangs easy ripping through the muscle…Bronz screams, as he tries to back away from Fink, but her teeth grit around his dick…blood was pouring out, and flooding Fink's mouth. Bronz was screaming like a little girl…as Fink yanked away from the groin area…ripping the dick…Bronz was now apart…as he tried to cover his dickless groin with his hands, but the blood easily seeped through his fingers…he whaled loudly and fell over backwards, rolling on the floor. Fink chomped a few times…before spitting the dick out of her mouth, which landed wetly on the floor…nothing but bloody mush.
BRONZ: AAAAHHHHHH! OOOH GOD! (Looks at Fink) YOU DIRTY FUCKING BITCH! MY DICK! YOU RIPPED MY FUCKING DICK OFF!
Although the pain was unbearable, he just stared into Fink's lifeless eyes…and she smiled a wild, bloody toothy grin. The blood was coming out fast…making a pool area around him. The sound of him screaming was actually music to her ears…she felt no pity for him…just another victim on her list…he could've just walked away, but no…
Just then, Fink heard some tapping on her window, she looked at it and saw rain droplets hit into it. She stepped over Bronz, who wanted to attack her…but was in too much pain.
FINK: It's…raining…
BRONZ: (Looks at his ripped dick) I NEED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL!
FINK: (Ignores him) I'm going outside…
BRONZ: Wha…WHAT? WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING? (Fink leaves the bedroom) DON'T LEAVE ME HERE TO BLEED TO DEATH! (Moans in pain) FUCK! I'M SORRY! DO YA HEAR THAT YOU CRAZY FUCKING BITCH?! I'M FUCKING SORRY! I'M SORRRRRRRRRY!
…
Fink stepped outside…the rain drenched her…and it washed the blood off her face…she closed her eyes and breathed slowly, taking it all in him. She loved the rain…she felt, relaxed, happy and felt good about herself…the rain, to her, felt like heavens angels tapping her gently and taking her to another world.
I wish you were here…KO…
Fink opened her eyes and couldn't believe she thought up trash like that…but she didn't let that silly thought ruin her moment.
She stayed in the rain what felt like an hour, before going back to the room…
As she went back to her room, her carpet was drenched of blood…and Bronz was breathing slowly…his whole body now pale, due to the lack of blood. Fink just shrugged, pretty much ignoring him…and the human stretched out an arm, for help but this used up all of his strength, as he went limp…
Fink just laid on the bed…thinking what game to play next…and how KO was getting on…yes, even now, she thinks of him. She looked over at Bronz…he lost a huge amount of blood, as he laid there motionless. Fink just shrugged and thought of KO…as she touched herself, rubbing her clit and was beginning to get wet, as she thought of KO going inside her.
…
Two Years Later
Age 18
FINK: AH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Fink was playing on her PSXV, Call of Duty: Lost Count. She was really good at it. Every bullet counted and every bullet made contact with the other opponents.
FINK: (Points to the screen) TAKE THAT, SCUMBAG!
Fink had her feet on her desk, bashing the controller's buttons. This was pretty much all Fink did. She just stayed in her room playing video games and practising for any tournaments that may happen all around the world. She was one of the best in the world…and sometimes, depending how she felt, she'd attack the plaza, just for kicks.
But…it just wasn't the same without Professor Venomous, they used to do everything together and it was someone who she admired and looked up to. Even after all these years…she missed him. The game finished and was ready for another round…until the thought of that day, the day her boss died, came back to her…
…Fink was standing over her mentor. His lifeless eyes just stared blankly to the sky. Fink started to cry, her tears flowing down her green cheeks.
FINK: I'm-
Just then, the memory was cut short, after her other monitor started flashing red. This annoyed her as she hated interruptions. She sighed and chucked the controller down, then pressed the button leading to a security link outside the door.
She could see a figure, just about to walk to the door. She squinted at the screen, trying to see who it was.
FINK: Who's that?
The figure got closer and closer.
FINK: What…the hell…?
It was KO.
OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD HE'S BACK
FINK: The hell is he doing here? Didn't he leave? What's he doing back?
Through the monitor, KO was just out of range…but Fink could hear the knocks that rumbled through the practically empty factory. She did have good hearing, after all. Fink then operated the camera, as it moved and focused onto KO.
FINK: Well, KO. Looks like you're not "little" anymore. My God, those muscles…
KO: I know you're in there. I…I come in peace.
Fink just stared at the screen, she couldn't take her sights off him. He was wearing pretty much the same gear, when he was little, and…looked the same but taller and just…well, muscular.
KO had tanned skin and brown-coloured eyes, his hair was dark brown and still had the same style, which was a shape of a square, if a little shorter this time and still wore a red sash band around it. The same low-cut white tank top with a blue sleeveless jacket and wore dark blue jeans, instead of his shorts when he was younger…Fink noticed he was still barefoot…and those carves looked like they would rip his jeans. Fink felt a comfortable cramp in her stomach…he was actually quite handsome.
He is…FIT!
Fink shook her head and dismissed these weird thoughts. She never had thoughts like that before and wasn't going to start know. She switched the furnaces off that was burning all the rubbish she was trying to get rid of and the bellowing black smoke from the chimneys slowly stopped.
KO: I…I just want to talk.
FINK: Talk, eh?
She pushed another button on her desk and it released the locks on the red rusted door. She watched KO for every second. He didn't flinch but she knew he would walk through that door with caution. And so he should.
…
KO seemed a lot more confident this time…but so was Fink. His movements were very slick, even something simple as a walk, he just seemed to ooze confidents. Wait, didn't I already say that? Meh. Anyway:
Fink stayed in her chair and swivelled to a microphone. She knew exactly what she was going to say. She saw that KO was picking up the head of Darrel. The perfect time to scare him with the loud noise of the speaker.
FINK: Well, well, well. Look who it is!
At this point, KO dropped the remains of Darrel's head, smashing it into pieces.
FINK: If it isn't little momma's boy.
KO just shouts as Fink can hear him from the monitor
KO: Cut it out, Fink!
FINK: Come back to get a beating, have ya?
KO: No, look, I don't want to fight. I just want to talk. That's all.
Fink frowned in confusion, then started to smirk. She chuckled to herself.
FINK: Talk? With you? HA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (She leaned back in her chair to far as gravity pulled her and the chair) Whoa. (Down she went) WHOA!
She fell backwards, knocking into a glass of glorbs, which smashed onto the floor. She yelp and grabbed them quickly. She grumbled to herself.
FINK: (To herself) Stupid…KO, making me laugh and-…What the…? (Gets up) This thing still on? (It was) Ah, damn it! (She turns the speaker off) He probably heard me fall. Hmph, no matter, I'll just make an awesome entrance and get rid of him. (Looks at the glorbs she picked) Might use one of these, as well.
…
After a few seconds, to KO what felt like minutes, Fink walked out of her room and walked over a platform that was far up from KO, who was looking around. The light illuminating the room was on her.
FINK: Up here, momma's boy.
KO looked up and could see Fink's silhouette shadow. She then jumped in the air, summersaulted and landed on her feet with ease, just a few yards away from KO. She made the superhero landing perfectly (or in this case, a supervillain landing) and slowly stood up. She waved her messy long mint green hair away from her eyes and stood with both her hands on her hips, in a relaxed stance.
FINK: Long time, no see, momma's boy.
KO: I'm not a momma's boy. That's getting old now!
FINK: Still pisses you off though, doesn't it? So I'm gonna keep calling you it. Momma's boy.
KO: Knock it off, Fink. I haven't come here to fight! I just want to talk. Just…talk.
FINK: You walk into my territory and you just want to…talk…?
KO: Yes. That's all. I have questions and I believe you have the answers to them. So, I was just wondering-
FINK: BORING!
Fink then runs towards KO at super speed, she clenches her fists and lashes out at KO, who quickly dodged her punches in time, she swings again and again KO dodges her, but she turns the other way, swinging her elbow that catches KO in the face, knocking him down. He grunts as he hits the dirty, dusty floor. Fink laughs.
FINK: Haha. Wow. And that wasn't even using a glorb yet. You're too slow, momma's boy.
KO: I'm not here to fight!
FINK: Then you're going to die!
KO gasps as Fink raises her foot and brings it down but KO rolls out the way. She tries to stamp on him again, but he's quick and rolls backwards. While she was gathering herself, KO sticks his foot out and spins on the ground, taking out Fink's legs, she screamed as she hit the floor…she grits her sharp teeth in frustration but KO quickly climbs on top of her, pinning her arms down and puts his weight on top of her…she can't get out of his grasp, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move.
My God…he's so…strong…
KO: I said, I don't want to fight! I don't want to hurt you! For the last time, I just want to talk! That's all. No power battles, no harming to each other. JUST TALK!
Fink was surprised not only by KO's strength but his anger that seemed to be controlled. She struggled less and just gave up, she panted as she was losing momentum in trying to get out of his grasp. She looked him over, and his body was just…perfect. KO looked at Fink…in her eyes, her beautiful yellow eyes and her amazing physic, she was absolutely beautiful.
FINK: Heh. In this position…you can do anything to me~
KO: I…(Blushes) W-What…?
KO loosens his grip slightly and Fink uses this as a change to escape. She head butts him and he backs off, holding his nose. Fink then jumps up, in another fighting stance and goes into her pockets and pulls out a glorb, ready to put in her collar. KO rubs his nose. He sees Fink ready to go turbo but he stays on the floor, going into a sitting position. He looks away, annoyed.
FINK: I'm gonna go turbo now!
KO: What do I care?
FINK: Huh…?
KO: This was a mistake. A stupid mistake. I should've known talking to you was a bad idea. All you wanna do is fight. Go ahead, go turbo and finish me off. I'd probably get more answers in death anyway.
FINK: Wha-…? What is this? KO, you always jump at a chance to fight for good.
KO: I did some growing up, Fink. Something you obviously haven't done…(Looks at her, up and down) Your attitude, anyway. You have no remorse. No emotion. You're just a rat!
FINK: FUCK YOU, KO!
KO: WELL, YOU ARE, AREN'T YOU?!
FINK: I HAVE REMORSE! I HAVE…uh…EMOTIONS! LOOK AT ME! I'M ANGRY!
KO: (Spiteful chuckle) I came her for answers. And I ain't getting them now.
Though Fink was offended by KO's remark, she sighed. Seeing KO this depressed and actually wanting death took the fun away from the fight. She then put away the glorb and sat down next to KO, who wouldn't even look at her.
FINK: Alright. What's up? What did you want to talk about?
KO: Now you want to talk?
FINK: I asked, didn't I? Now ask me quick before I change my mind.
KO: (Long sigh and takes a deep breath) I…I want to talk about the night my…dad died.
FINK: You mean my boss!
KO: Yes, and my dad also.
FINK: Huh. What about him?
KO: Do you remember the day he…died?
FINK: Of course I do. I think about him every day. But not as Shadowy…I hated that part of him.
KO: I just want you to recap that event. We tried to stop him…but I can't remember much when my alto ego came out.
FINK: You mean TKO?
KO: Yeah, I knew he took over my body to fight Professor Venomous…but, I can't recall what happened…
FINK: What do you want me to say?
KO: Tell me what happened. Please…
FINK: (Shakes a little) You sure you want to know?
KO: Yes, I do…
FINK: (A little uneasy about this) Okay. I'll tell you. I'll tell you everything.
By this point, Fink explains what happened on the day Venomous/Shadowy were killed. However, she lies and says it was KO who killed his father. After a few long minutes of intense hearing by KO…Fink comes to the end of the story. She even produces a fake tear to make it more dramatic.
Fink wiped away the tear quickly, so KO wouldn't notice but he just stared at the floor, gob smacked at the story he just heard.
KO: So…I did then. I did kill him...
FINK: TKO killed him.
KO: Doesn't matter. TKO is a part of me. No matter how you look at it, I killed him. But...I just don't remember...
FINK: Anything traumatic, our minds suppress it so we can forgot.
KO: I could've helped him...but instead, I didn't even give him a chance...
At this point, KO stood up and looked away from Fink. He slowly started to walk away.
FINK: Where are you going?
KO: (Stops) I...I don't know.
FINK: Stay with me...
KO: (Turns around) What...?
FINK: Stay with me. Don't leave again...
KO: I...I killed my father...(Starts to get Teary eyed. Fink stands up) I killed your boss. How...h-how are you so calm? How come you're not angr-Mmpff?!
KO was interrupted by Fink, who locked her lips on to his. KO was taken back by this, but he didn't move away from this. Fink's tongue wanted access...he was confused by this motion but he opened his mouth and let Fink in. His tongue then wrestled hers. She put her arms around his shoulders and he gently held on to her hips. Their heads titled for more of each other's wet kiss.
They broke this up, Fink looking down at the floor blushing, as was KO.
KO: I'm...confused...
Fink didn't say anything except take his hand and pulled him, he followed her pull...as they went to Fink's bedroom…
After a few minutes, KO slowly and gently went inside Fink, becoming one…
…and thus, their bond begun.
…
End of Chapter
NOTES: Well, that's the end of Fink's back story. Next chapters will be about KO. I'm also going to do their first sex scene together (Longer, this time) but will do this after KO's story as I want it to be a point of view from both Fink and KO. Haven't done a POV for ages, so I'm looking forward to that.
KO's story will start hopefully next week.