Authors Note: Hehe, I'm back!!!! Yes Sorrow don't worry, I'm still off my nut! And I hope there's enough room in that padded cell for two because I have a feeling I'll be joining you there soon! Here's another chapter of utter drug induced stupidity! I really need to lay off the green! Hope you like it!
Authors Note #2: I noticed that I hadn't put in a disclaimer in the first chapter so I'm not going to now either! Ha! Sue me!
Authors Note #3: Damn, these are adding up! I know ELECTRONICIZED is not an actual word. I made it up and I'm keepin it so ha!
Crikey! It's The Transgenic Hunter!
Chapter 2
It had been a week since the Transgenic Hunter had been in Seattle. His escapades had taken him back to Woop Woop, or wherever the hell he came from, to begin an intense examination of the creature he had captured the last time he was there. He shuddered involuntarily at the thought of the being. Some things just didn't have a right to exist and morbidity such as an Old Electronicized Cyber Geek was definitely no exception. After the lengthy study everyone had decided it would be better for all involved to just dump it back where they found it and never speak of it again. The whole experience would be better left forgotten so the Transgenic Hunter volunteered with the help of his wife, cameraman, a small army of Green Berets and a special EMS team on stand by in case they encountered it again or anything as remotely horrific for that matter. Just because he got lucky last time he wasn't taking any chances. Who knew what other freaky things this god forsaken city had.
The Transgenic Hunter also figured it would be a great way to up ratings of the show since the last one had been a record of eight viewers and was one of the most talked about episodes in the history of his television career. It even outdid that big screen version of his show that was called a movie he made back in '02 (Did anyone watch that piece of shit? God knows I wasn't wasting $8.50 on it plus popcorn and drinks! That's a packet of cigarettes! Or half a stick! Damn I'm rambling in the middle of my story. Right. Stopping. Now.) Yep, things were definitely looking up for the Transgenic Hunter.
He pulled up in his UPS truck in front of the building he had found the geek in, ran to the back and opened the doors. The Green Berets emerged first, guns trained on the inside of the truck. Next were the EMS workers, his cameraman and then finally his wife. That's right, he left his wife in the back of the truck with it! He stepped into the truck and carefully rolled out an upright gurney. Strapped to it was Logan, 'Silence of the Lambs' style. He was in a straight jacket and his face was covered with a mouth guard just like Hannibal Lector in the movie. However, and everyone agreed, they'd rather invite the cannibal over to their house for dinner and present themselves on a platter with an apple in their mouth than keep that thing around any longer.
Dragging him up the stairs upside down and backwards, causing his face to hit every step he was trudged up, (let's face it, any improvement's better) Logan screamed like a little girl and thrashed around, which didn't do much considering his current position. For a cyber "genius" the guy was pretty fucking dense!
"Right ladies and gentlemen, we're back this week in Seattle due to popular demand! This time around we're releasing this back into it's habitat. Hopefully when it's set free it'll go back to whatever penthouse it crawled out of and stay there. I'd hate to think of this thing roaming the streets again once we've let it go." The Transgenic Hunter placed the gurney in front of Alec's door and using a modified ten foot pole proceeded to unstrap Logan from his confines.
When the last strap came undone everyone stood back completely on alert and waited to see what it would do. Logan attempted to stand up but then realised, to his great dismay, that they had removed his exoskeleton during one their humiliating examinations and put it back on backwards. His hands went to the button of his pants and instantaneously he heard a whole helluva lot of guns cocking. Turning his head slowly he noticed the look of panic on everybody's faces as they realised what he was about to do.
"Don't even think about it." One of the soldiers ordered, inching his way back slowly, his eyes bugging out and his gun unwavering from the sickening target. "At least not until we're out of sight!" With that he turned and ran, the rest of the crew hot on his heels.
"Geeze boys and girls, that was a close call wasn't it?!!!!" The Transgenic Hunter exclaimed while wiping the sweat off his brow once they got outside. "Well, we better get out of here. We've still got a lot of tracking to do and so little time before I have to go back to delivering some very important packages to the Organ Transplant Foundation. Speaking of which, Terri, my lovely little Spitting Cobra, did you remember to put some ice in the coolers?" He asked while wiping imaginary wrinkles out of his UPS uniform.
There was a stunning silence. The kind where you can actually hear a gentle breeze and the soft chirp of crickets in the background. Finally Terri shrugged her shoulders meekly and replied, "Oops? My bad?"
"Oh, bloody platypus in the middle of a crocodile feeding frenzy! I told you my sweet Viper, you have to keep the organs cold or they'll go bad! Great, now how am I going to fund my next adventure if I don't get paid for these deliveries? Great jumping joey, it's not like we're making any money off our Transgenic Hunter merchandise. Who wouldn't want a brown UPS delivery uniform with this cute little koala-like transgenic embroidered on it I have no idea." He said while holding up said costume. "Oh well, it's not your fault baby Red- Bellied Black Snake." He resigned and then smiled as if he came up with the most brilliant idea in the world. "Upside is I guess we have a whole lot of supper for the critters back home!" He turned to the camera excitedly and gave two thumbs up. "Too right!"
Logan had just gotten his pants around his ankles (*shudders*) when the door he was seated under came crashing down on him... again. Max and Alec stepped out of the apartment, mouths seemingly permanently attached to one another, bodies grinding and hands roaming over one another unabashedly. Alec growled low in his throat as Max's hand wandered to the front of his pants and grabbed at the enormous bulge she found there. (Like it would be anything but enormous!) He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist in a grip that would have squeezed the life out of an ordinary man. However, Alec was far from ordinary. Far, far, far from ordinary. When thinking of Alec the words incredibly stupendously perfect seemed much more appropriate. The pair stepped over the door, ignoring the muffled sounds and crunching of bone coming from underneath. Alec stopped to adjust his grip on Max's ass which resulted in them bouncing up and down heavily. Still ignoring the protests and moans coming from beneath them they made their way out of the apartment building.
The Transgenic Hunter was just about to direct his team to a different sector when he saw them come tumbling out of the building, still obliviously lost in each other. And who could blame Max? If I had gotten my hands on that extraordinary piece of male, you'd have to put a bullet through my head, right between my eyes, twice and pry my cold dead fingers from him to get me off... anyways!
"I can't believe it! It's incredible! That's the female X5 we tracked last week and it looks like she's finally found herself a mate. Yep, there's definitely a change in her demeanor as you can see. She's no longer aggressive and withdrawn and a lot more... vigorous! Notice the way her hips are bucking at her mate with her legs wrapped possessively around him, that's her way of letting him know that he's hers and she's his. And see the way his hands are working their way under her shirt, that's his way of affirming her. Crikey this is fanterrific! I hope your filming all this!" The Transgenic Hunter exclaimed as he once again began his pursuit, with his team of specialists following closely behind.
The transgenics made their journey slowly. Stopping every few minutes to grope each other in the street until it finally became too much for either one and they headed down an empty alley way, clothes hitting the ground in the process. The Transgenic Hunter and his team followed behind creeping cautiously. It looked like a stampede of fiddler crabs during mating season as they mimicked the Transgenic Hunter's every step.
"I hope your getting this mate!" The Transgenic Hunter exclaimed eagerly. The cameraman only nodded in response, too awestruck by what he was seeing to be able to form words. "Maybe you should try different angles." He instructed. "You know, to get the full effect. We wouldn't want to miss anything and I'll edit it later when I'm at home. In my private study. Alone. Or maybe with Terri." He indicated to his wife whose jaw was now firmly planted on the floor. Looking around he noticed that everybody had pretty much the same expression on their faces, along with a little drool and some of the soldiers had dropped their guns.
A shrill beeping knocked everybody out of their stupor and the Transgenic Hunter pulled out a small tracking display. "Oh dear God!" He breathed. "Crikey mates, it's headed this way!" He yelled while ducking for cover.
Logan paused at an alley way on his way back to his apartment when he heard a commotion. Being the incredibly perceptive savior of all those suffering extreme injustices he was, he headed into the alley to investigate. A small light flashed on his ear where a tag was attached with the letters OECG1 visible on the surface. He walked slowly, because really he wasn't capable of anything else, and looked around frantically for any signs of trouble.
Alec came crashing backwards from the wall, falling flat on his back with Max miraculously still entwined with him. Not that he minded at all. Their entire relationship was based on Max inflicting bodily harm onto him and why should it be any different during sex? He was just masochistic that way. They both turned their heads in trauma at the all too seemingly familiar squeal. That was it. Alec had had enough of the OECG's constant interruptions so he gently eased Max to one side and stood in all his naked glory looking like a beautifully sculpted Adonis. (I had to throw that one in, you know I did!)
The Transgenic Hunter began inching his way forward, dragging the reluctant cameraman, who I will now call Bob because it's easier that way, with him as he went. "The X5 is feeling threatened by the presence of the OECG and will protect his mate by any means necessary." He explained into the camera held by a terrified Bob. "See the way he's strutting in front of his mate, that's a display of dominance." Alec walked back and forth in front of Max, strutting his nudity unashamedly (like he had anything to be ashamed about!) and she smiled wickedly up at him, licking her lips. Turning back to Logan his posture changed again. "He's holding his head low now, shoulders higher than normal to accentuate his full height and his gaze steadily directed at the OECG with his eyes and mouth in a typical offensive threat while snarling. If he starts growling then a charge is imminent. This is an exhilarating thing to see up close folks!" The Transgenic Hunter exclaimed while shoving his face right into the camera, causing Bob to fall back in fear.
As if on cue Alec let out a loud roar and charged toward Logan. Logan, who was paralyzed with fear stood absolutely still, perhaps praying that if he didn't move then he would disappear. Yeah right, good luck mate! Air aint dense enough to hide something as repulsive as that! Alec stopped suddenly and a look of absolute disgust crossed his face as his gaze fell toward the front of Logan's pants. Alec turned his head upwards and praised God or Buddha or Allah or whatever deity was up there for being able to stop in time before he collided into it. All eyes turned toward his distraction and then all bodies drew back aghast as they stared at the round wet patch seeping through and growing larger by the second until the entire front of Logan's pants and one of his pant legs was covered in the offensive fluid.
Alec looked back eye level with Starfuc- ahh I mean the Old Electronicized Cyber Geek (Who did he think he was anyways? Robocop?) and growled one more time causing Logan to snap out of whatever state of shell shock he appeared to be in, run in the opposite direction and out of the alley, screeching like a tortured animal. Everybody now knew why Logan chose to be so lethargic in his movements. Logan running resembled Logan with an even fatter stick than usual jammed up his ass and his arms flailed like a gigantic fish out of water. Smelled like it too I might add! It was quite mortifying and everybody turned their heads so that they would not have to witness it any longer, but alas, the sight would remain imprinted in their memories for a long, long, long time to come. Some things you just can't forget whether you want to or not. Only when Logan's inarticulate wailing could no longer be heard, a good 49 minutes later, did anyone turn back around.
Max, on her knees... again... flung herself at Alec and buried her face in his, ahem, well, let's just say there was no towel in the way of her prize this time! They got back to business pretty quickly. Quick enough to say that in the blink of an eye they were sprawled on the ground in a mass of sweaty limbs. Alec's display of smoldering masculinity was an incredible turn on for Max, well an even more turn on than he usually was just being himself which was conclusive to being on the brink of an orgasm before he even touched her.
The Transgenic Hunter and his crew backed out of the alley slowly. "We better give them some privacy folks. Wouldn't want the male to mistake us as a threat too." They all stood around in front of the alley for a long time waiting and were on the brink of running back in for another perve when the Transgenic Hunter's head snapped forward with a blow that could only be considered as being caused by the force of a small sledge hammer making impact with the back of his head. Turning around absolutely mortified he expected to be confronted by a large Grizzly Bear toting said sledge hammer, and close enough, he came face to face with a seriously pissed off Original Cindy accompanied by a tall lanky white guy.
"Fool, you seen my boo? Course you have, why else would you be in Alec's hood unless you stalking her again like yo own lil deranged version of Fatal Attraction?"
The last question was obviously rhetorical so, in a world first, he kept his mouth shut and simply pointed into the alley. OC nodded her head, rolled up her sleeves and then stalked her way inside. She was a woman on a mission! Every confident step she took oozed determination. Damn, being this bad should be a crime!
"Hey you're that dude from TV! The Transgenic Hunter!" Sketchy acknowledged in excitement. "Dude, I've seen like every episode of your show! You're like my idol man!" He flung himself at the Transgenic Hunter and wrapped him a giant hug. The Transgenic Hunter was obviously stricken by the sudden unexpected action and about a second later Sketchy was lying on the floor out cold, a tranquilizer dart sticking out of his ass.
Cindy emerged from the alley dragging a partially dressed Max who was meowing and whining. "Boo don't even try. You aint been in heat fo' days now so don't front Original Cindy." Max pouted but didn't argue as she was body hauled away from Alec. "The sun boo, you remember what it looks like right? Well, damn girl you need some on that clammy thing you be callin skin. Not to mention you stood me up, again. We need to have a serious girl talk later. I mean, damn, I'm glad you gettin some but this is gettin-" Her rant was cut short as she took in the sight of Sketchy sprawled on the floor unconscious. She rolled her eyes and motioned to Alec who was buttoning up his pants behind them. He looked down and without being told, picked up his friend and flung him over his shoulder with insanely extreme ease.
"You're such a big strong man." Max purred and he grinned cockily, adjusting his hold and causing his arm muscles to flex.
"You aint seen nothin yet babe!" He replied while lifting Sketchy's body above his head and twirling him around and around until he finally settled on using just one hand, the other set firmly on his hip.
"Wow, the male X5 is impressing his mate by showing his amazing strength!" The Transgenic Hunter shouted and everybody closed around Alec in a circle as he proceeded to toss his friend in the air and catch him again with his one arm over and over before alternating to his other arm and repeating the process, over and over.
As Max attempted to lunge forward and devour him, OC intercepted and smacked her friend across the head. Max rubbed her head and grumbled as she walked back to where she was standing. "Stay celibate for almost a year after being brainwashed by a freaky Old Electronicized Cyber Geek and when you're finally getting some of the good stuff someone has to put salt in your game."
OC shook her head and turned back to the Transgenic Hunter. "What the hell you doin fool?" OC asked furiously.
"Hey he attacked me mate! Too right, I was just defending myself against a horrible attack!" The Transgenic Hunter explained while holding his arms in the air in surrender.
OC looked heavenward as if asking 'Why me?' and turned back to pry her friends apart who had become attached to one another once again, Sketchy now laying in an undignified heap on the ground... again.
"She may not be a transgenic," the Transgenic Hunter whispered to the camera conspiratorially, "but she's definitely got some panther in her or something. Maybe her mother mated with one! The girl has a right hook like a boxing kangaroo I tell ya, fair dinkum!"
"Girl, we got to get you home and cleaned up. You aint been to work in days and Normal's gonna can yo ass if you don't show tomorrow so move it." OC commanded as she pushed her friend in the direction of their home. Alec attempted to follow but halted as OC bellowed, "And boy you better stay put or you'll end up in a world of hurt. And get Sketchy's ass off of the god damn floor and take him home or somethin. I'll put the smackdown on all yo asses if you even think of pullin somethin like this again."
Alec looked down at Sketchy's body dejectedly before sighing, picking him up and taking him away... somewhere. Who can honestly say they care where?
"Well, what can I say folks? This has certainly been one of the more interesting adventures I've ever been on and now it's time for me to go, but who knows mates, if I can get enough money together you might see me again next week! Until then, remember to always keep a look out for Old Electronicized Cyber Geeks and if you happen to come across one, don't approach it. Call the proper authorities and they'll take it back to where it belongs. Preferably a remote island somewhere away from civilization. Anyway, G'Day and goodbye!"
Authors Note #4: Hehe, I was thinking that if I continue this I'm gonna have the Transgenic Hunter infiltrate Terminal City. Whaddya think?
Authors Note #2: I noticed that I hadn't put in a disclaimer in the first chapter so I'm not going to now either! Ha! Sue me!
Authors Note #3: Damn, these are adding up! I know ELECTRONICIZED is not an actual word. I made it up and I'm keepin it so ha!
Crikey! It's The Transgenic Hunter!
Chapter 2
It had been a week since the Transgenic Hunter had been in Seattle. His escapades had taken him back to Woop Woop, or wherever the hell he came from, to begin an intense examination of the creature he had captured the last time he was there. He shuddered involuntarily at the thought of the being. Some things just didn't have a right to exist and morbidity such as an Old Electronicized Cyber Geek was definitely no exception. After the lengthy study everyone had decided it would be better for all involved to just dump it back where they found it and never speak of it again. The whole experience would be better left forgotten so the Transgenic Hunter volunteered with the help of his wife, cameraman, a small army of Green Berets and a special EMS team on stand by in case they encountered it again or anything as remotely horrific for that matter. Just because he got lucky last time he wasn't taking any chances. Who knew what other freaky things this god forsaken city had.
The Transgenic Hunter also figured it would be a great way to up ratings of the show since the last one had been a record of eight viewers and was one of the most talked about episodes in the history of his television career. It even outdid that big screen version of his show that was called a movie he made back in '02 (Did anyone watch that piece of shit? God knows I wasn't wasting $8.50 on it plus popcorn and drinks! That's a packet of cigarettes! Or half a stick! Damn I'm rambling in the middle of my story. Right. Stopping. Now.) Yep, things were definitely looking up for the Transgenic Hunter.
He pulled up in his UPS truck in front of the building he had found the geek in, ran to the back and opened the doors. The Green Berets emerged first, guns trained on the inside of the truck. Next were the EMS workers, his cameraman and then finally his wife. That's right, he left his wife in the back of the truck with it! He stepped into the truck and carefully rolled out an upright gurney. Strapped to it was Logan, 'Silence of the Lambs' style. He was in a straight jacket and his face was covered with a mouth guard just like Hannibal Lector in the movie. However, and everyone agreed, they'd rather invite the cannibal over to their house for dinner and present themselves on a platter with an apple in their mouth than keep that thing around any longer.
Dragging him up the stairs upside down and backwards, causing his face to hit every step he was trudged up, (let's face it, any improvement's better) Logan screamed like a little girl and thrashed around, which didn't do much considering his current position. For a cyber "genius" the guy was pretty fucking dense!
"Right ladies and gentlemen, we're back this week in Seattle due to popular demand! This time around we're releasing this back into it's habitat. Hopefully when it's set free it'll go back to whatever penthouse it crawled out of and stay there. I'd hate to think of this thing roaming the streets again once we've let it go." The Transgenic Hunter placed the gurney in front of Alec's door and using a modified ten foot pole proceeded to unstrap Logan from his confines.
When the last strap came undone everyone stood back completely on alert and waited to see what it would do. Logan attempted to stand up but then realised, to his great dismay, that they had removed his exoskeleton during one their humiliating examinations and put it back on backwards. His hands went to the button of his pants and instantaneously he heard a whole helluva lot of guns cocking. Turning his head slowly he noticed the look of panic on everybody's faces as they realised what he was about to do.
"Don't even think about it." One of the soldiers ordered, inching his way back slowly, his eyes bugging out and his gun unwavering from the sickening target. "At least not until we're out of sight!" With that he turned and ran, the rest of the crew hot on his heels.
"Geeze boys and girls, that was a close call wasn't it?!!!!" The Transgenic Hunter exclaimed while wiping the sweat off his brow once they got outside. "Well, we better get out of here. We've still got a lot of tracking to do and so little time before I have to go back to delivering some very important packages to the Organ Transplant Foundation. Speaking of which, Terri, my lovely little Spitting Cobra, did you remember to put some ice in the coolers?" He asked while wiping imaginary wrinkles out of his UPS uniform.
There was a stunning silence. The kind where you can actually hear a gentle breeze and the soft chirp of crickets in the background. Finally Terri shrugged her shoulders meekly and replied, "Oops? My bad?"
"Oh, bloody platypus in the middle of a crocodile feeding frenzy! I told you my sweet Viper, you have to keep the organs cold or they'll go bad! Great, now how am I going to fund my next adventure if I don't get paid for these deliveries? Great jumping joey, it's not like we're making any money off our Transgenic Hunter merchandise. Who wouldn't want a brown UPS delivery uniform with this cute little koala-like transgenic embroidered on it I have no idea." He said while holding up said costume. "Oh well, it's not your fault baby Red- Bellied Black Snake." He resigned and then smiled as if he came up with the most brilliant idea in the world. "Upside is I guess we have a whole lot of supper for the critters back home!" He turned to the camera excitedly and gave two thumbs up. "Too right!"
Logan had just gotten his pants around his ankles (*shudders*) when the door he was seated under came crashing down on him... again. Max and Alec stepped out of the apartment, mouths seemingly permanently attached to one another, bodies grinding and hands roaming over one another unabashedly. Alec growled low in his throat as Max's hand wandered to the front of his pants and grabbed at the enormous bulge she found there. (Like it would be anything but enormous!) He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist in a grip that would have squeezed the life out of an ordinary man. However, Alec was far from ordinary. Far, far, far from ordinary. When thinking of Alec the words incredibly stupendously perfect seemed much more appropriate. The pair stepped over the door, ignoring the muffled sounds and crunching of bone coming from underneath. Alec stopped to adjust his grip on Max's ass which resulted in them bouncing up and down heavily. Still ignoring the protests and moans coming from beneath them they made their way out of the apartment building.
The Transgenic Hunter was just about to direct his team to a different sector when he saw them come tumbling out of the building, still obliviously lost in each other. And who could blame Max? If I had gotten my hands on that extraordinary piece of male, you'd have to put a bullet through my head, right between my eyes, twice and pry my cold dead fingers from him to get me off... anyways!
"I can't believe it! It's incredible! That's the female X5 we tracked last week and it looks like she's finally found herself a mate. Yep, there's definitely a change in her demeanor as you can see. She's no longer aggressive and withdrawn and a lot more... vigorous! Notice the way her hips are bucking at her mate with her legs wrapped possessively around him, that's her way of letting him know that he's hers and she's his. And see the way his hands are working their way under her shirt, that's his way of affirming her. Crikey this is fanterrific! I hope your filming all this!" The Transgenic Hunter exclaimed as he once again began his pursuit, with his team of specialists following closely behind.
The transgenics made their journey slowly. Stopping every few minutes to grope each other in the street until it finally became too much for either one and they headed down an empty alley way, clothes hitting the ground in the process. The Transgenic Hunter and his team followed behind creeping cautiously. It looked like a stampede of fiddler crabs during mating season as they mimicked the Transgenic Hunter's every step.
"I hope your getting this mate!" The Transgenic Hunter exclaimed eagerly. The cameraman only nodded in response, too awestruck by what he was seeing to be able to form words. "Maybe you should try different angles." He instructed. "You know, to get the full effect. We wouldn't want to miss anything and I'll edit it later when I'm at home. In my private study. Alone. Or maybe with Terri." He indicated to his wife whose jaw was now firmly planted on the floor. Looking around he noticed that everybody had pretty much the same expression on their faces, along with a little drool and some of the soldiers had dropped their guns.
A shrill beeping knocked everybody out of their stupor and the Transgenic Hunter pulled out a small tracking display. "Oh dear God!" He breathed. "Crikey mates, it's headed this way!" He yelled while ducking for cover.
Logan paused at an alley way on his way back to his apartment when he heard a commotion. Being the incredibly perceptive savior of all those suffering extreme injustices he was, he headed into the alley to investigate. A small light flashed on his ear where a tag was attached with the letters OECG1 visible on the surface. He walked slowly, because really he wasn't capable of anything else, and looked around frantically for any signs of trouble.
Alec came crashing backwards from the wall, falling flat on his back with Max miraculously still entwined with him. Not that he minded at all. Their entire relationship was based on Max inflicting bodily harm onto him and why should it be any different during sex? He was just masochistic that way. They both turned their heads in trauma at the all too seemingly familiar squeal. That was it. Alec had had enough of the OECG's constant interruptions so he gently eased Max to one side and stood in all his naked glory looking like a beautifully sculpted Adonis. (I had to throw that one in, you know I did!)
The Transgenic Hunter began inching his way forward, dragging the reluctant cameraman, who I will now call Bob because it's easier that way, with him as he went. "The X5 is feeling threatened by the presence of the OECG and will protect his mate by any means necessary." He explained into the camera held by a terrified Bob. "See the way he's strutting in front of his mate, that's a display of dominance." Alec walked back and forth in front of Max, strutting his nudity unashamedly (like he had anything to be ashamed about!) and she smiled wickedly up at him, licking her lips. Turning back to Logan his posture changed again. "He's holding his head low now, shoulders higher than normal to accentuate his full height and his gaze steadily directed at the OECG with his eyes and mouth in a typical offensive threat while snarling. If he starts growling then a charge is imminent. This is an exhilarating thing to see up close folks!" The Transgenic Hunter exclaimed while shoving his face right into the camera, causing Bob to fall back in fear.
As if on cue Alec let out a loud roar and charged toward Logan. Logan, who was paralyzed with fear stood absolutely still, perhaps praying that if he didn't move then he would disappear. Yeah right, good luck mate! Air aint dense enough to hide something as repulsive as that! Alec stopped suddenly and a look of absolute disgust crossed his face as his gaze fell toward the front of Logan's pants. Alec turned his head upwards and praised God or Buddha or Allah or whatever deity was up there for being able to stop in time before he collided into it. All eyes turned toward his distraction and then all bodies drew back aghast as they stared at the round wet patch seeping through and growing larger by the second until the entire front of Logan's pants and one of his pant legs was covered in the offensive fluid.
Alec looked back eye level with Starfuc- ahh I mean the Old Electronicized Cyber Geek (Who did he think he was anyways? Robocop?) and growled one more time causing Logan to snap out of whatever state of shell shock he appeared to be in, run in the opposite direction and out of the alley, screeching like a tortured animal. Everybody now knew why Logan chose to be so lethargic in his movements. Logan running resembled Logan with an even fatter stick than usual jammed up his ass and his arms flailed like a gigantic fish out of water. Smelled like it too I might add! It was quite mortifying and everybody turned their heads so that they would not have to witness it any longer, but alas, the sight would remain imprinted in their memories for a long, long, long time to come. Some things you just can't forget whether you want to or not. Only when Logan's inarticulate wailing could no longer be heard, a good 49 minutes later, did anyone turn back around.
Max, on her knees... again... flung herself at Alec and buried her face in his, ahem, well, let's just say there was no towel in the way of her prize this time! They got back to business pretty quickly. Quick enough to say that in the blink of an eye they were sprawled on the ground in a mass of sweaty limbs. Alec's display of smoldering masculinity was an incredible turn on for Max, well an even more turn on than he usually was just being himself which was conclusive to being on the brink of an orgasm before he even touched her.
The Transgenic Hunter and his crew backed out of the alley slowly. "We better give them some privacy folks. Wouldn't want the male to mistake us as a threat too." They all stood around in front of the alley for a long time waiting and were on the brink of running back in for another perve when the Transgenic Hunter's head snapped forward with a blow that could only be considered as being caused by the force of a small sledge hammer making impact with the back of his head. Turning around absolutely mortified he expected to be confronted by a large Grizzly Bear toting said sledge hammer, and close enough, he came face to face with a seriously pissed off Original Cindy accompanied by a tall lanky white guy.
"Fool, you seen my boo? Course you have, why else would you be in Alec's hood unless you stalking her again like yo own lil deranged version of Fatal Attraction?"
The last question was obviously rhetorical so, in a world first, he kept his mouth shut and simply pointed into the alley. OC nodded her head, rolled up her sleeves and then stalked her way inside. She was a woman on a mission! Every confident step she took oozed determination. Damn, being this bad should be a crime!
"Hey you're that dude from TV! The Transgenic Hunter!" Sketchy acknowledged in excitement. "Dude, I've seen like every episode of your show! You're like my idol man!" He flung himself at the Transgenic Hunter and wrapped him a giant hug. The Transgenic Hunter was obviously stricken by the sudden unexpected action and about a second later Sketchy was lying on the floor out cold, a tranquilizer dart sticking out of his ass.
Cindy emerged from the alley dragging a partially dressed Max who was meowing and whining. "Boo don't even try. You aint been in heat fo' days now so don't front Original Cindy." Max pouted but didn't argue as she was body hauled away from Alec. "The sun boo, you remember what it looks like right? Well, damn girl you need some on that clammy thing you be callin skin. Not to mention you stood me up, again. We need to have a serious girl talk later. I mean, damn, I'm glad you gettin some but this is gettin-" Her rant was cut short as she took in the sight of Sketchy sprawled on the floor unconscious. She rolled her eyes and motioned to Alec who was buttoning up his pants behind them. He looked down and without being told, picked up his friend and flung him over his shoulder with insanely extreme ease.
"You're such a big strong man." Max purred and he grinned cockily, adjusting his hold and causing his arm muscles to flex.
"You aint seen nothin yet babe!" He replied while lifting Sketchy's body above his head and twirling him around and around until he finally settled on using just one hand, the other set firmly on his hip.
"Wow, the male X5 is impressing his mate by showing his amazing strength!" The Transgenic Hunter shouted and everybody closed around Alec in a circle as he proceeded to toss his friend in the air and catch him again with his one arm over and over before alternating to his other arm and repeating the process, over and over.
As Max attempted to lunge forward and devour him, OC intercepted and smacked her friend across the head. Max rubbed her head and grumbled as she walked back to where she was standing. "Stay celibate for almost a year after being brainwashed by a freaky Old Electronicized Cyber Geek and when you're finally getting some of the good stuff someone has to put salt in your game."
OC shook her head and turned back to the Transgenic Hunter. "What the hell you doin fool?" OC asked furiously.
"Hey he attacked me mate! Too right, I was just defending myself against a horrible attack!" The Transgenic Hunter explained while holding his arms in the air in surrender.
OC looked heavenward as if asking 'Why me?' and turned back to pry her friends apart who had become attached to one another once again, Sketchy now laying in an undignified heap on the ground... again.
"She may not be a transgenic," the Transgenic Hunter whispered to the camera conspiratorially, "but she's definitely got some panther in her or something. Maybe her mother mated with one! The girl has a right hook like a boxing kangaroo I tell ya, fair dinkum!"
"Girl, we got to get you home and cleaned up. You aint been to work in days and Normal's gonna can yo ass if you don't show tomorrow so move it." OC commanded as she pushed her friend in the direction of their home. Alec attempted to follow but halted as OC bellowed, "And boy you better stay put or you'll end up in a world of hurt. And get Sketchy's ass off of the god damn floor and take him home or somethin. I'll put the smackdown on all yo asses if you even think of pullin somethin like this again."
Alec looked down at Sketchy's body dejectedly before sighing, picking him up and taking him away... somewhere. Who can honestly say they care where?
"Well, what can I say folks? This has certainly been one of the more interesting adventures I've ever been on and now it's time for me to go, but who knows mates, if I can get enough money together you might see me again next week! Until then, remember to always keep a look out for Old Electronicized Cyber Geeks and if you happen to come across one, don't approach it. Call the proper authorities and they'll take it back to where it belongs. Preferably a remote island somewhere away from civilization. Anyway, G'Day and goodbye!"
Authors Note #4: Hehe, I was thinking that if I continue this I'm gonna have the Transgenic Hunter infiltrate Terminal City. Whaddya think?