Ch3
Cold, that was the first thing that the Texan noticed when he started to regain his grounds. His heavy eyelids refused to work with him for a minute. The next thing he noticed was a harsh laughter. Terry shot up and looked around.
"I thought yous would never wake up!" Terry's breath was stuck, no it couldn't be him, he thought. It couldn't be him. From out of the shadows a rough hand turned and tilted his head so it was greeting the owner of the hand. "We're going ta have some fun."
"Mars," Terry glared, "What the hell are you up to?"
"I already said. We're going to have some 'fun'." Leaning in, Mars stole a kiss and bit Terry's bottom lip, drawing blood. "Ok, so maybe I'm the only one to have fun tonight."
Mars quickly got the Texan to the ground. Then forecast change to full out down pour of vicious punches. There wasn't an inch where Mars' attack wasn't visible. Terry tried to flip both of them over to get his grounds but Mars was too big and had him pinned down well.
Mars pressed Terry roughly against the cold, cold floor. The Italian sadistically smirked and began to tear off the clothes off the Texan. Terry's struggles only made the Italian bird harder and when the bird's prey was bare before him he proceeded to remove his own coverings. Terry's strength was almost all used up, due to his 'cold' so he was as helpless as a newborn kitten.
"Your Fuck buddy isn't here to save you, hehe, you're just that to him. Something to fuck." Mars went in to another attack.
"NO!!! GET OFF!!!"
"Oh, and I bet yous is wondering how I knows your little secret?" he was answered by more struggles.
"I know, because the entire world is stupid and I can see through it all. It was so easy to see." The huge wrestler licked Terry's cheek and then went in to bite his ears. "I waited for yous ta wake up, cause I want ta see your eyes betray your emotions." Mars slowly traced Terry's rear, and then went to the opening -
"STOP!!!!!"
"MARS! Come over to my office immediately!!!" a static voice ordered from an intercom.
Mars then grumbled and got off the terrified Texan.
"When I come back, we will continue." Mars grabbed a robe and left the room and when he left there was a distinct click of the door locking. Terry shivered as he looked for a way out. To his dismay there was none in this windowless room. The only sound in the dimly lit room was the overwhelming pounding of his heart.
"Fine mess you're in now Terry," the Texan cursed to himself. "With no way to get out... or to call the outside."
"Mars, I thought I told you not to touch him unnecessarily. I thought I told you that I have my eyes on him Mars! ... But you did get your job done, so I am not too displeased. I also thought that you weren't interested in the American..."
"I'm not, I just want to piss off Kevin."
"Hmm... say how is the Britain?"
"Great lay."
"... Not like that! What I meant to say was-"
"He's gotten stronger, but nottin' I can't handle."
"Good."
"So what's with your plan?" Mars eyes challenged the mid-thirty-year-old. The clean cut looking man met his glare with his own.
"I'm not paying you to be curious, and you best be thankful that this location is secured or I would have had disposed of you. Honestly... taunting my 'guest's' lover, whom happens to be one of the most dangerous men on this planet!"
"Hey yous said to "Make it look like a kidnapping or murder" I just made more interesting!"
The employer took his glasses off to wipe them, "(sigh) Besides giving you an argument, I want you to get to your next target. This time I want it to look like murder; one of my associates will give you a brief introduction on bombs. On a second note, absolutely no molesting or 'any' sexual intercourse with Jade."
"Oh where's the fun in that?"
"I mean it Mars. I can give you a virus so deadly, that Small pox, polo, syphilis and AIDS would look like a de-clawed four-day old kitten with one day to live."
"FINE! Just as soon as our contract is up, you're dead."
"Threats here are treated with extreme reaction, if I'm harmed, you Mars, will be terminated. You may leave."
If Mars had telekinesis, his boss's life would be gone, having his head sliced off by the sealing-fan. As the fighter left the light brunet haired man dawned on a fanged smirk that rivaled that of Mars. By looks he was a man you'd bring home to mother, by heart he could be compared to a snake oil seller, backstabbing, devil.
He pulled out his cell phone, dialed a number.
"Hello,"
"Ahh, I see that you've added in some vocabulary! You usally hm at me."
"..."
"Well my good man I have a job for you."
"...I am listening."
"I want you to 'bring over' a certain antlered fighter. Don't harm him."
"I mean no disrecpt but why can't Mars do it?"
"Mars has another job."
"This will be simple enough."
"No harm to him or you'll end up as part of this schem. Got it?"
"Understood," click went the phone as the employee hung up.
(In a car far, far away...)
"Checkmate, I don't see why I need to see a doctor! This is probably just the flue!" huffing and puffing like a young child, the vegetarian wrestler pouted. Checkmate drove the car at a nice study speed, never letting the conversation get in the way of his driving.
"My Dearest Deer, I feel I must insist! This condition you're in has worsened, you're not at all well." Checkmate's concern filled the car.
"I know you care, but I just don't think this is necessary." Gazelleman eyes are now not even glancing at his boyfriend.
The rest of the trip to the doctor's office was filled with silence. When they arrived at the point of destination there was a forced silence; a quiet that only happens in a hostage situation.
The gazelle humanoid felt cornered like there was an invisible foe closing in. His instincts kicked in and he took the steering wheel from Checkmate and made the car turn sharply.
"What are thou doing?"
A thundering clap and echo bellowed where they were originally headed. Out of the swirl of debris a shadow appeared. When the figure came out to the open, it was still a shadow, for it had no eyes, mouth or anything, it was just a shadow man. The 'man' disappeared.
Both men stared in shock as the eerie quiet was filled with the chirps of the oblivious birds.
CRASH! RIP! TEAR!
The car's roof just got torn up like a dog's chew toy! The shadow thing went in for Gazelleman and the two disappeared. Checkmate tired to get to his love in time but couldn't. His living piece of his soul was taken and he couldn't do a thing. For one of the strongest wrestlers ever, he couldn't save the one he loved.
He dashed out of the car to try to find any trace of the two, a footprint, a gum wrapper ANYTHING! But all that was there were the explosion and the now wreaked car.
(Author comments)
Me: This has got to be the most plot in this entire story thus far...
Terry: I'm just glad I didn't get raped.
Unknown villain#2: Yet!
Terry: What do ya mean YET!!!!!
Unknown villain#1: "Mars, I thought I told you not to touch him unnecessarily. I thought I told you that I have my eyes on him Mars!" (Cough)
(Jade walks in)
Jade: YOU'RE GOING TO GIVE MARS VEPONS!?!?!
Me: ...
Unknown villain #1: Yep!!!
Mars: Hey yous aint paying me enough not to 'molest' Jade. (Jumps the German)
Jade: HELP!!!
Me: Well before some one gets hurt or molested even more I must thank all that reviewed and please keep them coming. And on a side note
If your greatest enemy works underneath someone, there's a good chance that the boss is ten times worse.
Cold, that was the first thing that the Texan noticed when he started to regain his grounds. His heavy eyelids refused to work with him for a minute. The next thing he noticed was a harsh laughter. Terry shot up and looked around.
"I thought yous would never wake up!" Terry's breath was stuck, no it couldn't be him, he thought. It couldn't be him. From out of the shadows a rough hand turned and tilted his head so it was greeting the owner of the hand. "We're going ta have some fun."
"Mars," Terry glared, "What the hell are you up to?"
"I already said. We're going to have some 'fun'." Leaning in, Mars stole a kiss and bit Terry's bottom lip, drawing blood. "Ok, so maybe I'm the only one to have fun tonight."
Mars quickly got the Texan to the ground. Then forecast change to full out down pour of vicious punches. There wasn't an inch where Mars' attack wasn't visible. Terry tried to flip both of them over to get his grounds but Mars was too big and had him pinned down well.
Mars pressed Terry roughly against the cold, cold floor. The Italian sadistically smirked and began to tear off the clothes off the Texan. Terry's struggles only made the Italian bird harder and when the bird's prey was bare before him he proceeded to remove his own coverings. Terry's strength was almost all used up, due to his 'cold' so he was as helpless as a newborn kitten.
"Your Fuck buddy isn't here to save you, hehe, you're just that to him. Something to fuck." Mars went in to another attack.
"NO!!! GET OFF!!!"
"Oh, and I bet yous is wondering how I knows your little secret?" he was answered by more struggles.
"I know, because the entire world is stupid and I can see through it all. It was so easy to see." The huge wrestler licked Terry's cheek and then went in to bite his ears. "I waited for yous ta wake up, cause I want ta see your eyes betray your emotions." Mars slowly traced Terry's rear, and then went to the opening -
"STOP!!!!!"
"MARS! Come over to my office immediately!!!" a static voice ordered from an intercom.
Mars then grumbled and got off the terrified Texan.
"When I come back, we will continue." Mars grabbed a robe and left the room and when he left there was a distinct click of the door locking. Terry shivered as he looked for a way out. To his dismay there was none in this windowless room. The only sound in the dimly lit room was the overwhelming pounding of his heart.
"Fine mess you're in now Terry," the Texan cursed to himself. "With no way to get out... or to call the outside."
"Mars, I thought I told you not to touch him unnecessarily. I thought I told you that I have my eyes on him Mars! ... But you did get your job done, so I am not too displeased. I also thought that you weren't interested in the American..."
"I'm not, I just want to piss off Kevin."
"Hmm... say how is the Britain?"
"Great lay."
"... Not like that! What I meant to say was-"
"He's gotten stronger, but nottin' I can't handle."
"Good."
"So what's with your plan?" Mars eyes challenged the mid-thirty-year-old. The clean cut looking man met his glare with his own.
"I'm not paying you to be curious, and you best be thankful that this location is secured or I would have had disposed of you. Honestly... taunting my 'guest's' lover, whom happens to be one of the most dangerous men on this planet!"
"Hey yous said to "Make it look like a kidnapping or murder" I just made more interesting!"
The employer took his glasses off to wipe them, "(sigh) Besides giving you an argument, I want you to get to your next target. This time I want it to look like murder; one of my associates will give you a brief introduction on bombs. On a second note, absolutely no molesting or 'any' sexual intercourse with Jade."
"Oh where's the fun in that?"
"I mean it Mars. I can give you a virus so deadly, that Small pox, polo, syphilis and AIDS would look like a de-clawed four-day old kitten with one day to live."
"FINE! Just as soon as our contract is up, you're dead."
"Threats here are treated with extreme reaction, if I'm harmed, you Mars, will be terminated. You may leave."
If Mars had telekinesis, his boss's life would be gone, having his head sliced off by the sealing-fan. As the fighter left the light brunet haired man dawned on a fanged smirk that rivaled that of Mars. By looks he was a man you'd bring home to mother, by heart he could be compared to a snake oil seller, backstabbing, devil.
He pulled out his cell phone, dialed a number.
"Hello,"
"Ahh, I see that you've added in some vocabulary! You usally hm at me."
"..."
"Well my good man I have a job for you."
"...I am listening."
"I want you to 'bring over' a certain antlered fighter. Don't harm him."
"I mean no disrecpt but why can't Mars do it?"
"Mars has another job."
"This will be simple enough."
"No harm to him or you'll end up as part of this schem. Got it?"
"Understood," click went the phone as the employee hung up.
(In a car far, far away...)
"Checkmate, I don't see why I need to see a doctor! This is probably just the flue!" huffing and puffing like a young child, the vegetarian wrestler pouted. Checkmate drove the car at a nice study speed, never letting the conversation get in the way of his driving.
"My Dearest Deer, I feel I must insist! This condition you're in has worsened, you're not at all well." Checkmate's concern filled the car.
"I know you care, but I just don't think this is necessary." Gazelleman eyes are now not even glancing at his boyfriend.
The rest of the trip to the doctor's office was filled with silence. When they arrived at the point of destination there was a forced silence; a quiet that only happens in a hostage situation.
The gazelle humanoid felt cornered like there was an invisible foe closing in. His instincts kicked in and he took the steering wheel from Checkmate and made the car turn sharply.
"What are thou doing?"
A thundering clap and echo bellowed where they were originally headed. Out of the swirl of debris a shadow appeared. When the figure came out to the open, it was still a shadow, for it had no eyes, mouth or anything, it was just a shadow man. The 'man' disappeared.
Both men stared in shock as the eerie quiet was filled with the chirps of the oblivious birds.
CRASH! RIP! TEAR!
The car's roof just got torn up like a dog's chew toy! The shadow thing went in for Gazelleman and the two disappeared. Checkmate tired to get to his love in time but couldn't. His living piece of his soul was taken and he couldn't do a thing. For one of the strongest wrestlers ever, he couldn't save the one he loved.
He dashed out of the car to try to find any trace of the two, a footprint, a gum wrapper ANYTHING! But all that was there were the explosion and the now wreaked car.
(Author comments)
Me: This has got to be the most plot in this entire story thus far...
Terry: I'm just glad I didn't get raped.
Unknown villain#2: Yet!
Terry: What do ya mean YET!!!!!
Unknown villain#1: "Mars, I thought I told you not to touch him unnecessarily. I thought I told you that I have my eyes on him Mars!" (Cough)
(Jade walks in)
Jade: YOU'RE GOING TO GIVE MARS VEPONS!?!?!
Me: ...
Unknown villain #1: Yep!!!
Mars: Hey yous aint paying me enough not to 'molest' Jade. (Jumps the German)
Jade: HELP!!!
Me: Well before some one gets hurt or molested even more I must thank all that reviewed and please keep them coming. And on a side note
If your greatest enemy works underneath someone, there's a good chance that the boss is ten times worse.