Chapter 2: Stupid Freak
Rye woke and felt nothing below his chest. He looked around and saw human body parts hanging from the wall. There was a hand that he was fixated on that started to twitch. The hand seemed to notice that Rye was looking at it, it turned and gave him the middle finger.
Rye continued looking around, he eyes grazed his stomach and an eight- legged silver bugs glanced up at him and said in a robotic and mousy tone, "Are you feeling well?"
Rye was not used to healbots but had heard of them when his father, who was a former Tournament hero, had gotten his hand shot off. Rye examined this robot and it had a sort of teddy-bear quality to it that Rye, as hard as he was, couldn't help but soften to it. "As well as can be expected." Rye forced the answer for the healbot's sake. The healbot stared at Rye, nodded, and simply went back to work.
Not many people had any idea how healbots worked, and frankly they were happier not knowing. The healbot was one of those inventions that just happened from time to time.
Rye choked as a healbot climbed up his esophagus. The healbot apologized and moved back down to the stomach. Rye turned his head as a noise came from the door.
"Haylo zzere mine favrite patient." Said the doctor as he edged closer to Rye.
"What is with the accent Freake?" Rye returned without any emotion.
"Okay, sorry, I just thought I'd play the mad doctor role for an hour or so." Dr. Freake replied in a slippery tone with just a hint of disappointment.
"Well, don't. I'm not in a joking mood."
"You know you're father was about your age when he lost his touch." Dr. Freake said sympathetically.
"My father was 50 when he lost his touch, and I am only 23. Besides I haven't lost my touch at all!" Rye was angered but couldn't move enough to express this physically.
"So then," Dr. Freake moved even closer. "What exactly happened?"
Rye was in no mood to tell a story, but he was afraid of quiet, so, "I jumped into an alcove on Morpheus. I launched my first rocket and destroyed Jiu. Kaya saw this and knew it was my so she shot at me... I wanted to kill her, I was fucking pissed! I jumped down towards her and."
"And?" Dr. Freake was very intrigued.
"And I couldn't hurt her... I couldn't do anything to hurt her... I... Love... Her..." Rye started to daze off.
"What?" Dr. Freake asked in a sharp tone. "You fucking love her?!? That bitch stabbed you in the fucking stomach! Are you fucking stupid?!?"
Somewhere after the word 'bitch' Rye's arm got feeling again and he broke free and grabbed Dr. Freake by the throat. "NEVER CALL HER A BITCH!" Rye threw him on the floor and then calmly said, "I won't warn you again. I have been your friend for a while, right?"
"Right." Dr. Freake said pulling a piece of broken glass out of his ear.
"Well, if you want to stay on friendly terms, then don't fuck with me." Rye said and he lied back down.
In a dank alleyway Rye's father known now only as Theo was waiting for someone. The previous day he had received a message that someone wanted to meet him and that post-noted that it was urgent. Theo was now a man of 56 and he still had all of his wits about him.
A man emerged from the shadows and said, "I am Leo, I seek revenge for my brother's death." Leo grabbed Theo by the neck and stabbed him so many times that the coroners almost couldn't identify him.
Against everyone's advice Kaya decided to go and see Rye.
Kaya walked in the door revealing to Rye that she had beaten up Dr. Freake. The doctor was lying on the ground with healbots all over him. Kaya was wearing a red flowing dress that started at her shoulders and had a split down the middle that revealed all the cleavage that Rye could stand.
"No one wanted me to come here to see you." Kaya's angelic voice radiated off of the walls. As she walked to Rye her hips moved from side to side and Rye nearly forgot what she had just said.
Rye sat up and looked at her, he really did love her... "Uh..." That was about as much as he could manage. Kaya just stared at him making it quite clear that his answer was not sufficient. "I love you."
Kaya smiled which literally scared the hell out of Rye. Kaya sat down and exposed the inside of her leg; Rye was simply at a loss for words and most thoughts. "That would sound sweet if you weren't a mass murderer." Her voice did nothing to shock him back into reality, he simply changed the words and that pushed him farther into fantasy.
"I murder?" Rye said so absently that his lips almost didn't move. Rye smiled at Kaya, his eyes drifted around her body. He saw all that he needed for now... He loved her, and he wanted her to know that and believe... Maybe even return his love.
"I'm sorry for stabbing you. I just was very surprised that you didn't kill me, so I reacted. It was not my intention to hurt you." Kaya paused as if in very deep thought. "Okay that is a lie."
Rye knew that no matter how hard he tried this question would expel itself from his thoughts and leap through his mouth... "Why did you let me live?" Rye stared at her peach skin until every imperfection and perfection was burned into his mind.
"I really don't know why. You just had to live, I really wish I knew why..." Kaya now was looking all over Rye, scooping for any scars that she caused. She saw a scar on his stomach and raised her index finger and pointed at it. "Is that mine?"
Rye followed her finger to his stomach and looked back at her, sliding up her chest and meeting with her eyes. "Yes, it is," His voice lowered, "my love."
Kaya noted the end of the sentence but decided not to harp on it. "I have to go..." Suddenly she remembered something she had to tell him. "I'm sorry..." She started, which confused Rye horribly. "You're father was murdered, and Leo is taking responsibility. I'm very sorry, your father was a good man."
Rye's eyes widened. "Yes he was... Leo said the he did it?"
"Yes he did."
"Thank you." Rye said quietly, they both knew what he was going to do.
Kaya leaned down and kissed Rye on the cheek. "I have to go, I have to talk to King." Kaya leaned down even closer. "Would you like to be my partner in C-T-F?"
"Yes, I would like that very much." Rye smiled, his mind was obviously somewhere else.
Kaya walked out of the room, before she was completely out of the room she turned around and watched Rye stand up and dress himself. She continued out the door and looked over to the barely mobile Dr. Freake. "Your patient is awake... I'd stay out of his way if I were you."
The doctor nodded and leaned against the wall as he scraped a healbot off of his face.
Rye stumbled out into an open room inside of Leo's restaurant. Rye screamed at the top of his lungs and began shooting the people in the room with his automag. Leo emerged from under a pile of dead bodies and pulled out a sword.
Leo spun the sword around on his finger and he flipped the blade over his shoulders and he repeated these actions. Leo straitened the blade and cut him across the chest. Rye looked down and ran his finger over the new scar and down the one that Kaya gave him, he smiled.
"You fucked up my scar." Rye said calmly and Leo laughed.
Leo straightened out the blade again and gave an evil smile. Rye quickly lifted his gun and fired a shot that pinned a large amount of Leo's brain against the wall behind him. Leo slowly fell to the floor.
Rye smiled and left the restaurant just as calmly as he entered.
Kaya entered King's office. King is the owner and manager of the Tournament, so if anyone wanted anything done they had to talk to him.
"King, sir?" said Kaya quietly.
"Yes."
"I would like to request Rye as one of my teammates in the Hall of Giants C-T-F." Kaya said as sweet as she could without suggesting anything.
King turned and looked at her, he was a very strong man and was no doubt a Tournament fighter himself once. Most likely around the time when the rules were more relaxed.
"Any reason?"
"He needs to work with me, to get himself back in shape. I can protect him" Kaya edged closer to him.
King smiled. "All right, but make it a good show."
"You won't regret this."
Tim was the announcer at all of the Tournament matches. By his job description, he wasn't allowed to bet on the matches. So, Tim contacted a few of his friends who bet on the blue team for the upcoming Hall of Giants Capture the Flag match.
"What do you know that we don't?" One of his friends asked.
"I've paid a red team-member a lot of money so that she will betray Kaya and make the game more even on our side..." Tim grinned evilly. He loved moments like this.
Rye walked into Dave's Sniper Emporium with the intentions of purchasing a new gun. Rye had an addiction to buying sniper rifles everytime he got his paycheck.
Dave smiled from behind the counter. "Hey there Rye. Just got a new model that goes up to 10 times the zoom of the last one you got. And this one shots about twenty times farther."
"Thanks, gimmie it."
Rye was a man of few words but he always got what he wanted.
Rye held the gun in his hand and pointed it at the wall.
"Bam!"
The match was about to begin, just about two days before it was announced that the match would be a shock arena. Rye was upset because he was looking forward to using his new sniper rifle. However, he was happy that it was an arena, because that meant that everyone starts with the same weapon but you can find others.
The day of the match was upon them, Kaya had arrived at Rye's apartment to personally pick him up for the match. Kaya wanted to make sure he was priming himself. She found him reading Love as Tornadoes which was Rye's father's top-selling book.
"Interesting?" Kaya asked.
Rye closed the book. "This is about the third time I've read it, John just dumped Sarah again."
"So are you ready to go?"
"Yeah."
Rye was a man of few words.
Rye and Kaya were donning matching red jumpsuits. They walked out metaphorically hand-in-hand. The two other teammates walked out as well.
"ARE YOU READY?!?" Tim yelled. "GO!"
One of the teammates turned and pulled out an automag and pointed it at Rye. She pulled the trigger just as Kaya stepped forward. The bullet passed through her hips and she collapsed in Rye's arms.
"Oh! Kaya are you okay?" Rye asked.
Rye was a man of few words.
Rye woke and felt nothing below his chest. He looked around and saw human body parts hanging from the wall. There was a hand that he was fixated on that started to twitch. The hand seemed to notice that Rye was looking at it, it turned and gave him the middle finger.
Rye continued looking around, he eyes grazed his stomach and an eight- legged silver bugs glanced up at him and said in a robotic and mousy tone, "Are you feeling well?"
Rye was not used to healbots but had heard of them when his father, who was a former Tournament hero, had gotten his hand shot off. Rye examined this robot and it had a sort of teddy-bear quality to it that Rye, as hard as he was, couldn't help but soften to it. "As well as can be expected." Rye forced the answer for the healbot's sake. The healbot stared at Rye, nodded, and simply went back to work.
Not many people had any idea how healbots worked, and frankly they were happier not knowing. The healbot was one of those inventions that just happened from time to time.
Rye choked as a healbot climbed up his esophagus. The healbot apologized and moved back down to the stomach. Rye turned his head as a noise came from the door.
"Haylo zzere mine favrite patient." Said the doctor as he edged closer to Rye.
"What is with the accent Freake?" Rye returned without any emotion.
"Okay, sorry, I just thought I'd play the mad doctor role for an hour or so." Dr. Freake replied in a slippery tone with just a hint of disappointment.
"Well, don't. I'm not in a joking mood."
"You know you're father was about your age when he lost his touch." Dr. Freake said sympathetically.
"My father was 50 when he lost his touch, and I am only 23. Besides I haven't lost my touch at all!" Rye was angered but couldn't move enough to express this physically.
"So then," Dr. Freake moved even closer. "What exactly happened?"
Rye was in no mood to tell a story, but he was afraid of quiet, so, "I jumped into an alcove on Morpheus. I launched my first rocket and destroyed Jiu. Kaya saw this and knew it was my so she shot at me... I wanted to kill her, I was fucking pissed! I jumped down towards her and."
"And?" Dr. Freake was very intrigued.
"And I couldn't hurt her... I couldn't do anything to hurt her... I... Love... Her..." Rye started to daze off.
"What?" Dr. Freake asked in a sharp tone. "You fucking love her?!? That bitch stabbed you in the fucking stomach! Are you fucking stupid?!?"
Somewhere after the word 'bitch' Rye's arm got feeling again and he broke free and grabbed Dr. Freake by the throat. "NEVER CALL HER A BITCH!" Rye threw him on the floor and then calmly said, "I won't warn you again. I have been your friend for a while, right?"
"Right." Dr. Freake said pulling a piece of broken glass out of his ear.
"Well, if you want to stay on friendly terms, then don't fuck with me." Rye said and he lied back down.
In a dank alleyway Rye's father known now only as Theo was waiting for someone. The previous day he had received a message that someone wanted to meet him and that post-noted that it was urgent. Theo was now a man of 56 and he still had all of his wits about him.
A man emerged from the shadows and said, "I am Leo, I seek revenge for my brother's death." Leo grabbed Theo by the neck and stabbed him so many times that the coroners almost couldn't identify him.
Against everyone's advice Kaya decided to go and see Rye.
Kaya walked in the door revealing to Rye that she had beaten up Dr. Freake. The doctor was lying on the ground with healbots all over him. Kaya was wearing a red flowing dress that started at her shoulders and had a split down the middle that revealed all the cleavage that Rye could stand.
"No one wanted me to come here to see you." Kaya's angelic voice radiated off of the walls. As she walked to Rye her hips moved from side to side and Rye nearly forgot what she had just said.
Rye sat up and looked at her, he really did love her... "Uh..." That was about as much as he could manage. Kaya just stared at him making it quite clear that his answer was not sufficient. "I love you."
Kaya smiled which literally scared the hell out of Rye. Kaya sat down and exposed the inside of her leg; Rye was simply at a loss for words and most thoughts. "That would sound sweet if you weren't a mass murderer." Her voice did nothing to shock him back into reality, he simply changed the words and that pushed him farther into fantasy.
"I murder?" Rye said so absently that his lips almost didn't move. Rye smiled at Kaya, his eyes drifted around her body. He saw all that he needed for now... He loved her, and he wanted her to know that and believe... Maybe even return his love.
"I'm sorry for stabbing you. I just was very surprised that you didn't kill me, so I reacted. It was not my intention to hurt you." Kaya paused as if in very deep thought. "Okay that is a lie."
Rye knew that no matter how hard he tried this question would expel itself from his thoughts and leap through his mouth... "Why did you let me live?" Rye stared at her peach skin until every imperfection and perfection was burned into his mind.
"I really don't know why. You just had to live, I really wish I knew why..." Kaya now was looking all over Rye, scooping for any scars that she caused. She saw a scar on his stomach and raised her index finger and pointed at it. "Is that mine?"
Rye followed her finger to his stomach and looked back at her, sliding up her chest and meeting with her eyes. "Yes, it is," His voice lowered, "my love."
Kaya noted the end of the sentence but decided not to harp on it. "I have to go..." Suddenly she remembered something she had to tell him. "I'm sorry..." She started, which confused Rye horribly. "You're father was murdered, and Leo is taking responsibility. I'm very sorry, your father was a good man."
Rye's eyes widened. "Yes he was... Leo said the he did it?"
"Yes he did."
"Thank you." Rye said quietly, they both knew what he was going to do.
Kaya leaned down and kissed Rye on the cheek. "I have to go, I have to talk to King." Kaya leaned down even closer. "Would you like to be my partner in C-T-F?"
"Yes, I would like that very much." Rye smiled, his mind was obviously somewhere else.
Kaya walked out of the room, before she was completely out of the room she turned around and watched Rye stand up and dress himself. She continued out the door and looked over to the barely mobile Dr. Freake. "Your patient is awake... I'd stay out of his way if I were you."
The doctor nodded and leaned against the wall as he scraped a healbot off of his face.
Rye stumbled out into an open room inside of Leo's restaurant. Rye screamed at the top of his lungs and began shooting the people in the room with his automag. Leo emerged from under a pile of dead bodies and pulled out a sword.
Leo spun the sword around on his finger and he flipped the blade over his shoulders and he repeated these actions. Leo straitened the blade and cut him across the chest. Rye looked down and ran his finger over the new scar and down the one that Kaya gave him, he smiled.
"You fucked up my scar." Rye said calmly and Leo laughed.
Leo straightened out the blade again and gave an evil smile. Rye quickly lifted his gun and fired a shot that pinned a large amount of Leo's brain against the wall behind him. Leo slowly fell to the floor.
Rye smiled and left the restaurant just as calmly as he entered.
Kaya entered King's office. King is the owner and manager of the Tournament, so if anyone wanted anything done they had to talk to him.
"King, sir?" said Kaya quietly.
"Yes."
"I would like to request Rye as one of my teammates in the Hall of Giants C-T-F." Kaya said as sweet as she could without suggesting anything.
King turned and looked at her, he was a very strong man and was no doubt a Tournament fighter himself once. Most likely around the time when the rules were more relaxed.
"Any reason?"
"He needs to work with me, to get himself back in shape. I can protect him" Kaya edged closer to him.
King smiled. "All right, but make it a good show."
"You won't regret this."
Tim was the announcer at all of the Tournament matches. By his job description, he wasn't allowed to bet on the matches. So, Tim contacted a few of his friends who bet on the blue team for the upcoming Hall of Giants Capture the Flag match.
"What do you know that we don't?" One of his friends asked.
"I've paid a red team-member a lot of money so that she will betray Kaya and make the game more even on our side..." Tim grinned evilly. He loved moments like this.
Rye walked into Dave's Sniper Emporium with the intentions of purchasing a new gun. Rye had an addiction to buying sniper rifles everytime he got his paycheck.
Dave smiled from behind the counter. "Hey there Rye. Just got a new model that goes up to 10 times the zoom of the last one you got. And this one shots about twenty times farther."
"Thanks, gimmie it."
Rye was a man of few words but he always got what he wanted.
Rye held the gun in his hand and pointed it at the wall.
"Bam!"
The match was about to begin, just about two days before it was announced that the match would be a shock arena. Rye was upset because he was looking forward to using his new sniper rifle. However, he was happy that it was an arena, because that meant that everyone starts with the same weapon but you can find others.
The day of the match was upon them, Kaya had arrived at Rye's apartment to personally pick him up for the match. Kaya wanted to make sure he was priming himself. She found him reading Love as Tornadoes which was Rye's father's top-selling book.
"Interesting?" Kaya asked.
Rye closed the book. "This is about the third time I've read it, John just dumped Sarah again."
"So are you ready to go?"
"Yeah."
Rye was a man of few words.
Rye and Kaya were donning matching red jumpsuits. They walked out metaphorically hand-in-hand. The two other teammates walked out as well.
"ARE YOU READY?!?" Tim yelled. "GO!"
One of the teammates turned and pulled out an automag and pointed it at Rye. She pulled the trigger just as Kaya stepped forward. The bullet passed through her hips and she collapsed in Rye's arms.
"Oh! Kaya are you okay?" Rye asked.
Rye was a man of few words.