Sam sat up slowly, wondering if anyone, especially Shizenhakai, had done
anything to her.
Sam reached inside her jacket where she had put the treaty, but it was gone. 'That bastard.' Sam mumbled under her breath.
'Tsk, tsk, tsk Sam, you shouldn't say such things.' Shizenhakai scolded Sam. Sam looked up.
'Where is it?' She asked.
'The deal has been sealed. You belong to Saudi Arabia, and Zaibach has access to you when they win the war on Gaea and continue to Earth.' Shizenhakai explained.
Sam didn't know why the bad guys always explained their evil plans to prisoners or the good guys. It seemed so stupid to Sam. Buuut. as long as Shizenhakai was telling her everything she might as well milk it for all it's worth.
'What do you need me for? I'm just a little hacker, nothing important about me!' Sam played that little game with him, like in the movies.
Shizenhakai pulled out the same disk from his jacket pocket. He held it up in the air. 'This has all your life information on it. From when you first moved to Saudi Arabia, until you left. Everything else on it is what my spies could dig up about you after you went to Canada.' Shizenhakai told her. Sam winced.
'This includes most of your hacking history, who you really are, and where all that money is kept.' Shizenhakai waved the disk (AN: this floppy disk can hold a looot of information).
'That still doesn't answer my question.' Sam said, getting very annoyed at him.
'We will help Zaibach win this war, and in return, they will help us win the silent war that has been going on between most Muslim countries, and every other country on Earth. Before Zaibach wins the war, we'll go public, all war will break out.' Sam butted in, suddenly realizing what was going to happen.
'Half of Earth, against the other half of Earth.'
'Yes Sam, a World War III, in which Saudi Arabia will win.' Shizenhakai reassured her. Sam shook her head.
'That still doesn't answer my question!' Sam said her irritation jumping.
'You will help us with out silent war. You will work for us, pretending to work for America. You'll give us information on where soldiers are going to be stationed, when the most important countries are at their weakest point, and everything else.' Shizenhakai said, finally explaining to Sam why they needed her.
'And what makes you think I'll do all this for you?' Sam asked angrily, glaring at Shizenhakai.
Shizenhakai smiled wickedly at Sam. 'I have my ways.' He said, and left. Sam just sat there, shocked.
'Yea right, "his ways".' Sam said trying to shake the horrible feeling she got in her bones.
Sam started grumbling to herself angrily as she tried to make up a plan to escape, again. 'Stupid Asturian King, he doesn't know his ass from-- ' someone cleared their throat. Sam looked over in that direction.
It was Folken. 'You shouldn't be saying things like that about King Aston.' He told her.
'Do you think I care?' Sam retorted.
'No, but you should. If you are going to stay here, you will have to play by our rules.' Folken said.
'Rules? I don't have to follow any rules because if you touch me, you are going to get your ass kicked by the strongest army from the Mystic Moon that is backing me up!' Sam yelled at him. Folken quickly moved towards her and grabbed her chin in his metal hand. He pulled her face up to his while she was still yelling at him, and he kissed her. That got her to shut up.
Folken pulled back, still holding Sam's face in his hand. Sam just looked at him, her eyes wide with astonishment.
'You *will* follow the rules.' Folken told Sam, in an ordering voice.
Sam gulped. 'What are the rules?' Sam knew what she had done then, and she couldn't stop it. Folken smiled impishly at Sam.
'First, you will do whatever I tell you, no matter what it is.' Folken said, pushing Sam back down on the bed as he crawled on top of her.
'What if I don't?' Sam asked. She knew her mouth was moving, she knew what she wanted to say, but it wasn't coming out.
Folken grabbed one of Sam's breasts with his metal hand and squeezed it. Sam yelped, trying to push Folken away as he continued to torture her by squeezing and twisting her nipple through the material.
Sam started hitting Folken, but her mind was clouded, and it wasn't much help to her. Folken just hurt her more. With his good hand, Folken pinned Sam's hands over her head as he continued to torture her more.
She cried out in pain again. Sam thought she felt blood on her shirt, but she couldn't be sure without looking.
As if Folken had read her thoughts, he unzipped her jacket, and pulled up her shirt. He looked at her chest. He opened her bra to see what he had done to her breast. Sam's breast was red, almost bleeding with claw like marks around her nipple where Folken had grabbed her.
Folken smiled, he was satisfied with his work on her. Sam looked horrified when Folken looked back up at her. Sam blushed; Folken was jus barely able to tell as she was still wearing her hat. He reached up, taking her hat from her and throwing it across the room.
Sam's blush turned deeper as she knew that Folken could see it, that horrible scar that separated her from everyone else. It made her different from everyone else, she was a freak she was different.
'Oh, don't worry about that child. You may have been ridiculed on the Mystic Moon for that, but not here.' Folken told her. Folken reached up and kissed her again, pulling back slowly. Sam moaned softly. Folken slapped her with his good hand, smiling.
'Second rule, do not do anything unless allowed to, or told to.' Folken told her. 'Do you understand?' He asked her, glaring at her.
'Y-Yes Fo-Folken.' Sam chocked out, clearing her throat with difficulty. Folken slapped her again, but this time with his metal hand, drawing blood.
Sam didn't call out in pain in any way. She just sucked it up. 'Third rule, you will call me Lord Strategos. You have no right to call me by my first name.' Folken told her. Sam agreed just by shaking her head.
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AN: Sorry for such a short chapter.
Sam reached inside her jacket where she had put the treaty, but it was gone. 'That bastard.' Sam mumbled under her breath.
'Tsk, tsk, tsk Sam, you shouldn't say such things.' Shizenhakai scolded Sam. Sam looked up.
'Where is it?' She asked.
'The deal has been sealed. You belong to Saudi Arabia, and Zaibach has access to you when they win the war on Gaea and continue to Earth.' Shizenhakai explained.
Sam didn't know why the bad guys always explained their evil plans to prisoners or the good guys. It seemed so stupid to Sam. Buuut. as long as Shizenhakai was telling her everything she might as well milk it for all it's worth.
'What do you need me for? I'm just a little hacker, nothing important about me!' Sam played that little game with him, like in the movies.
Shizenhakai pulled out the same disk from his jacket pocket. He held it up in the air. 'This has all your life information on it. From when you first moved to Saudi Arabia, until you left. Everything else on it is what my spies could dig up about you after you went to Canada.' Shizenhakai told her. Sam winced.
'This includes most of your hacking history, who you really are, and where all that money is kept.' Shizenhakai waved the disk (AN: this floppy disk can hold a looot of information).
'That still doesn't answer my question.' Sam said, getting very annoyed at him.
'We will help Zaibach win this war, and in return, they will help us win the silent war that has been going on between most Muslim countries, and every other country on Earth. Before Zaibach wins the war, we'll go public, all war will break out.' Sam butted in, suddenly realizing what was going to happen.
'Half of Earth, against the other half of Earth.'
'Yes Sam, a World War III, in which Saudi Arabia will win.' Shizenhakai reassured her. Sam shook her head.
'That still doesn't answer my question!' Sam said her irritation jumping.
'You will help us with out silent war. You will work for us, pretending to work for America. You'll give us information on where soldiers are going to be stationed, when the most important countries are at their weakest point, and everything else.' Shizenhakai said, finally explaining to Sam why they needed her.
'And what makes you think I'll do all this for you?' Sam asked angrily, glaring at Shizenhakai.
Shizenhakai smiled wickedly at Sam. 'I have my ways.' He said, and left. Sam just sat there, shocked.
'Yea right, "his ways".' Sam said trying to shake the horrible feeling she got in her bones.
Sam started grumbling to herself angrily as she tried to make up a plan to escape, again. 'Stupid Asturian King, he doesn't know his ass from-- ' someone cleared their throat. Sam looked over in that direction.
It was Folken. 'You shouldn't be saying things like that about King Aston.' He told her.
'Do you think I care?' Sam retorted.
'No, but you should. If you are going to stay here, you will have to play by our rules.' Folken said.
'Rules? I don't have to follow any rules because if you touch me, you are going to get your ass kicked by the strongest army from the Mystic Moon that is backing me up!' Sam yelled at him. Folken quickly moved towards her and grabbed her chin in his metal hand. He pulled her face up to his while she was still yelling at him, and he kissed her. That got her to shut up.
Folken pulled back, still holding Sam's face in his hand. Sam just looked at him, her eyes wide with astonishment.
'You *will* follow the rules.' Folken told Sam, in an ordering voice.
Sam gulped. 'What are the rules?' Sam knew what she had done then, and she couldn't stop it. Folken smiled impishly at Sam.
'First, you will do whatever I tell you, no matter what it is.' Folken said, pushing Sam back down on the bed as he crawled on top of her.
'What if I don't?' Sam asked. She knew her mouth was moving, she knew what she wanted to say, but it wasn't coming out.
Folken grabbed one of Sam's breasts with his metal hand and squeezed it. Sam yelped, trying to push Folken away as he continued to torture her by squeezing and twisting her nipple through the material.
Sam started hitting Folken, but her mind was clouded, and it wasn't much help to her. Folken just hurt her more. With his good hand, Folken pinned Sam's hands over her head as he continued to torture her more.
She cried out in pain again. Sam thought she felt blood on her shirt, but she couldn't be sure without looking.
As if Folken had read her thoughts, he unzipped her jacket, and pulled up her shirt. He looked at her chest. He opened her bra to see what he had done to her breast. Sam's breast was red, almost bleeding with claw like marks around her nipple where Folken had grabbed her.
Folken smiled, he was satisfied with his work on her. Sam looked horrified when Folken looked back up at her. Sam blushed; Folken was jus barely able to tell as she was still wearing her hat. He reached up, taking her hat from her and throwing it across the room.
Sam's blush turned deeper as she knew that Folken could see it, that horrible scar that separated her from everyone else. It made her different from everyone else, she was a freak she was different.
'Oh, don't worry about that child. You may have been ridiculed on the Mystic Moon for that, but not here.' Folken told her. Folken reached up and kissed her again, pulling back slowly. Sam moaned softly. Folken slapped her with his good hand, smiling.
'Second rule, do not do anything unless allowed to, or told to.' Folken told her. 'Do you understand?' He asked her, glaring at her.
'Y-Yes Fo-Folken.' Sam chocked out, clearing her throat with difficulty. Folken slapped her again, but this time with his metal hand, drawing blood.
Sam didn't call out in pain in any way. She just sucked it up. 'Third rule, you will call me Lord Strategos. You have no right to call me by my first name.' Folken told her. Sam agreed just by shaking her head.
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AN: Sorry for such a short chapter.