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Warning: Not for Kiddies
Read on. and post a review, also recommend this story to people, i would like to think that i am writing this story for more than just the sheer joy of typing.
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The woman layed on the floor, exhausted. She was tired. Both physchicaly and mentally. She had lost. she was lost. lost in the eternal sea of torment and despair. she layed on the dirt that would became her grave. she did not care. she was tired. one could easily tell that exhaustion had destroyed her body. Her sleek feminine body looked starved and unwell, while the sweat covered her body and the brown rags that lay on her. her long blond hair dripped with sweat, stinging her eyes. but it did not seem to bother her. she was tired and relived, as one who has accepted thier fate would seem. one could easily tell that her body was exhausted, but they would have to look into her eyes to see the true nature of her being. Her eye´s had once sparkled radiant blue, filled with exictment, eager to seek out thrilll, danger, adventure. they would dazzle all who stared at them, for they were once filled with the very essence of her being. Adrenline. now, they held nothing. nothing but Sorrow and peace.
Her peaceful sleep was interrupted by severe pain to her ribbs, snapping her back into reality. she saw a large bruttish man looming over her, with a grizzled and angery face he shouted something, but she could not hear what he said. she was to tired and she began to drift of once more to her sleep. The man kicked her in the ribs again. snapping her back into reality
"GET UP! i won´t say it again." the man barked angerly
The woman lifted her scarrd and broken body to her knees and did not bother to look at her surroundings. She knew them to painfully well. it was her tomb after all. The Mining enslavment camp remained the same after 8 years. always dark, smelled like shit, sulfur, and despair all at the same time. it was were she spent her 'carrer' for the past 8 years. 8 long hard years filled with despair. The Woman tried to stand, but her body gave out, collapsing underneath her. she stared blankly at her captor.
The gaurd was about to kick her again when something interrupted the viscous beating. a voice.
"Leave her alone..." the voice said weakly. it was rough and filled with aches, but eleouquent, with a deep rich spanish accent.
The gaurd turned to Find who had interrupted him. He saw a rather large muscular spanish man, with very long black hair the went down to his mid back area. his hair was rough and unkempt, patted with sweat and the dirt of their cave. his muscular body was covered in brown rags, but one could still see the areas where the man was tortured, scarrd for life. his deep rich brown eyes were filled with anger and exhaustion.
"You got something to say!?" replied the man roughly, pointing his staff, that glowed blue energy at the tips of it. The gaurd was covered in a red combat armor, and his staff was also red.
The large Spanish man said nothing and turned his eyes downcast.
The gaurd made a rough ha under his breath. and then turned his attention back to the woman who layed motionless, seeing everything and taking it in. The gaurd kicked her hard in the stomach, this time, the woman began to cough up blood and groaned to try and raise herself. but both mind and body said no.
"I said leave her alone!" the large spanish man said angerly. he was meet by the back hand of the gaurd. the man took it, and didn´t even flinch.
The gaurd got anger and punched in the man in the stomach as hard as he could. The man, once again, took it and did not flinch. The gaurd swore an obsentity at the man and took his staff and jabbed the man in the stomach. the staffs blue energy began to electrocute the man. The man said nothing, but slumped forward, defeated.
The gaurd smiled roughly, proud of his victory over the little /&%$ker. He once again turned his attention to the woman, staring at what was occuring, trying to do something about it. but she couldn´t do anything. The gaurd went to kick her again, but this time he was meet by a large fist to his head. he turned to see the spanish man looming over him, with the look of a madman in his eye. The gaurd whistled, and the other gaurds turned to see what was happening. they came over picked up the gaurd and then began to try to prod the man with thier staffs. The man fought back, kicking and punching the gaurds with his exhausted and battered body. Even though he stood his ground for a good solid minute of figthing, a gaurd snuck up on him and jabbed his back with the staff, electructing him. the other gaurds took this oppurtunity to do the same. they all joined in and the man started groaning in pain as he started to struggle out in a last hopeful attempt to break free. but to no avail, finally he couldn´t take it anymore and thats when it happened. He did something he vowed never to do again, he screamed for his father.
"FAATTTHHHEEERRR!" the man screamed in agony as he began to drift to sleep. he ceased struggling and the gaurds backed off. the man slumped forward onto the ground.
"Daddy´s no longer here to save you, weakling." came a snide remark from one of the gaurds.
The woman who had been watching the entire event, snapped out of her exhaustion, and surged forth and used her body and covered the man who had saved her. she was worried, terrified that she might have lost him for good, she began to weep. her cries were answered by the man´s groan, indicating that he still lived, even after all of that tortue, even though his skin was sizzling in the areas they had jabbed him.
The original gaurd loomed over them, and rubbed his bruised jaw were the man had hit him, he cast a baleful look at the two and then spat at the broken man and walked away with the rest of the gaurds.
After the gaurd walked away the man regained conciousness to see the woman crying and trying to stop his wounds from worsening.
"Lynn... are you allright...?" the man half groaned with his weak, yet still eloquent voice. he looked at the woman concerned.
The woman turned to the man and cast him a baleful look, before wiping the blood from her lip. "I´m fine." she said angerly, trying to regain her composure. but it failed and then she looked at the man compassionatly and said with a filled with concern, fear, and anger. she said in tears "Why did you do that Junior!? Why could you just not let me die!? Why do you protect me, and everyone else!? It´s pointless, why don´t you just give up...?"
Junior groaned and looked at Lynn and then started to chuckle softly but it was quickly drone out by his groans of pain. "Because... My father once told me that i shouldn´t give up, it´s not very villan-like." the man smiled and said with longing regret, happiness, and sarcasm. he shed a tear at the word father. but then he slumped forward and groaned himself into unconsiousness.
Lynn stared at Junior, but then began to call out his name softly, and procedded to shake him.
"He´ll be allright Lassie." came a deep scotish voice from behind her. out of nowhere a large pale hand grabbed junior under his arm procedded to lift him. Lynn turned to see a very large and built Muscular man with a large brown beard that was graying. Even though he was bald on the top, he still had hair in the back that gre down to his back. it was also graying. Even though the man was around 50, he still carried his large body with air of pride. The scotish man lifted Junior and procedded to supprot him and was walking to someplace.
"Come on now Lad, let´s get you home..." the man grunted as he shifted the weight around to get a better hold of him.
Lynn followed the two slowly, deep in thought, her eyes downcast.
"Thank you Duff..." Lynn said quietly, not entirely sure that the man would here her.
"Think nothing of it Lassie..." the scotish man returned happily, still grunting under the weight.
Junior was a slave, much like the rest of the world´s still surviving population. Senor Senior Senior had come before Rathus, hoping to persuade him to let him and his son join their evil empire. Rathus was busy that day, so Queen SheGo procidded over the hearings. On that day, for some reason, she was in a foul mood. She wanted to kill someone, and so it happened to be that Junior and Senior walked in that day with hope´s of being part of the empire. SheGo knew that they would be of no use, and in bitter annoyance of their attempts to do so, killed Senior. First she did out of boredom and annoyance, but then after she did it, she enjoyed watching Junior squirm around trying to help his father, trying to do anything to no avail. she enjoyed the show so much, that she decided to keep Junior around, just to see him squirm around, helpless without his father. Junior swore revenge but didn´t do anything much after that. junior went on living as a slave for 4 years, withdrawing in a deep depression, for without his father, he was lost. helpless. he began to grow angry, and spiteful, lashing out at his fellow inmates. nothing could take the pain away. one night, his father came to him in a dream, he said that Junior had to continue with his life, that he has to live on. follow his own path, and save those who could do nothing for themselves. Junior did not know what the dream ment and he was deep in thougth that day. that day something happened. a child slave was being beat. Junior knew the child, he had seen him and his father work togther, how his father was always protecting the child. but the Father had died a few days ago, leaving the child all alone. upon this sight something in Junior snapped, he broke down in to tears as he rushed to the aide of the young boy. he did something few people would ever think of doing. he defied them. under the risk of Torture and of death, he saved the child. the gaurds took junior away and began his 20 lashes. That day, the gaurds thought he was just a minor nusiance, they knew his story, of how he was nothing without his prescious father. But To the prisoner´s, they saw him as something more. Something that they had lost long ago. They searched eagerly for it, but to no avail. but then they found it, in all it´s glory, in all it´s majesty. In Junior, they found thier most precious thing in thier lives. Hope... In junior they found Hope. Junior did not know what to do at first when they regarded him as a hero. he had always been the follower. never the leader. He had tried his best to hand it over to someone else, but to no avail. Disgruntled at first, Junior bore the title with regret, for he knew that like all hereos, they die. but it did not matter to him anymore. He realized his father´s message, and once more followed him. along with him came the Hope´s of the prisoners. Even though Junior did not do much, more along of the lines that there was little he could do except occasionaly save people and sometimes led teams to smuggle people out of slavery, The prisoners saw him as a Hero. The gaurds wished they could do something more than just torture him, because it had no effect on him. with a tortured spirit, a tortured body ment nothing. They wanted to kill him, but if they did, they would make him a Martyr and possibly incite a Rebillion. But to Junior, he was not a hero, just someone who was lost without his father. he cried over his lose but he vowed he would never give up on his father´s wishes. he would never scream for his help, never look back. and Junior kept on living. Junior would never know, that because he kept living, so did the hope´s and dreams of the slaves. he had saved them, in a way he would never know.
Adrena-Lynn had hope´s of fooling Rathus into thinking she was a daredevil, scarred of nothing. Rathus immediatly caught on however, and was later informed about the truth of Adrenna-Lynn and of how she had lied to him. he was going to have her executed for lying, but either fortunatetly or unfortunately, they exceuted another prisoner with the name of Lynn who looked smiliar to Adrenna-Lynn. Not many people remembered her from both the gaurds and the prisoners side. Junior remebered her perfectly however, as he had once had a crush on her way back in the days of his youth. but that didn´t matter know. both their lives had changed. She opted for the name Lynn, be cause Junior was afraid someone would recognize the name Adrenna-Lynn. But to Lynn, she believed she no longer had the right to claim the title of Adrenna-Lynn, for she had lost all of hers long ago. But one day, she saw Junior defy the gaurds, and on that day, much like the rest of the prisoners, she found hope in him. but this changed. For some reason unbeknownst to her, she began to fall in love with him. this was very odd to her, but for her, it did not matter. she knew that if she told him that, things would only get worse, for if something were to happen to her, she did not know how Junior would react. she feared he would become irrational, and would be put down. and all would be lost. She also knew, that in some deep part of Junior, he was still in love with that stupid cheerleader. Lynn thougth to herself that she is probably dead. for no one got any information from the outside. But Lynn kept on, even when she thougth she wanted to die, more than anything else in the world. But she had to keep on, if for nothing else, then for junior. so she lived on.
Duff Killigan, Best golfer to have ever lived. Some say that title goes to Tiger Woods or some other Pro Golfer, what with their fancy Gold or green jackets they must be. BAH! was the only thing Killigan would say in response to it. None of them knew how to do the perfect swing with the 8-iron, or the ultimate Killigan Stroke. When Rathus came and took over the earth, there was no more reason for golf. Killigan was sent to slavery. Duff battled the forces of Tyranny with Defiance, but was quickly struck down. he lived for the sole reason of one day getting revenge on Rathus and take back Golf. but this contrite wish slowly dwindled as Killigan resided into a deep deppression. He was suprised to hear that Junior defied the gaurds and that the prisoners proclaimed a hero. he did not understand why the thougth of him as a hero, and that they entrusted him with their Hope´s and dreams, until he saw it for himself. In Junior he found what was once his long ago. he found his dreams. He took Junior under his wing and became almost like a second father to him. Almost. He knew the relationship Junior had with his Father, and would never step over that boundery. He taught the boy alot of good lessons, and help him focus his anger into something usefull and gain results. Now he wished to see it pay off.
As they made their way to their Juniors cell, they laid him down and made sure everything was comfortable for him. Lynn made a questioning glance at Killigan, but he immediatly saw the problem as he took his gaze to the broken man. Junior was breathing heavily, he wasn´t looking that well.
"He will be fine Lassie, he´s a tough one." Duff said reasuringly with a smile
Lynn said nothing and just nodded, she looked out Junior once more before following Duff out the door to let Junior rest. she could´ve sworn that Junior said something, but she couldn´t make out rigth then. a few seconds later she decievered the message
"Father..."
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Warning: Not for Kiddies
Read on. and post a review, also recommend this story to people, i would like to think that i am writing this story for more than just the sheer joy of typing.
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The woman layed on the floor, exhausted. She was tired. Both physchicaly and mentally. She had lost. she was lost. lost in the eternal sea of torment and despair. she layed on the dirt that would became her grave. she did not care. she was tired. one could easily tell that exhaustion had destroyed her body. Her sleek feminine body looked starved and unwell, while the sweat covered her body and the brown rags that lay on her. her long blond hair dripped with sweat, stinging her eyes. but it did not seem to bother her. she was tired and relived, as one who has accepted thier fate would seem. one could easily tell that her body was exhausted, but they would have to look into her eyes to see the true nature of her being. Her eye´s had once sparkled radiant blue, filled with exictment, eager to seek out thrilll, danger, adventure. they would dazzle all who stared at them, for they were once filled with the very essence of her being. Adrenline. now, they held nothing. nothing but Sorrow and peace.
Her peaceful sleep was interrupted by severe pain to her ribbs, snapping her back into reality. she saw a large bruttish man looming over her, with a grizzled and angery face he shouted something, but she could not hear what he said. she was to tired and she began to drift of once more to her sleep. The man kicked her in the ribs again. snapping her back into reality
"GET UP! i won´t say it again." the man barked angerly
The woman lifted her scarrd and broken body to her knees and did not bother to look at her surroundings. She knew them to painfully well. it was her tomb after all. The Mining enslavment camp remained the same after 8 years. always dark, smelled like shit, sulfur, and despair all at the same time. it was were she spent her 'carrer' for the past 8 years. 8 long hard years filled with despair. The Woman tried to stand, but her body gave out, collapsing underneath her. she stared blankly at her captor.
The gaurd was about to kick her again when something interrupted the viscous beating. a voice.
"Leave her alone..." the voice said weakly. it was rough and filled with aches, but eleouquent, with a deep rich spanish accent.
The gaurd turned to Find who had interrupted him. He saw a rather large muscular spanish man, with very long black hair the went down to his mid back area. his hair was rough and unkempt, patted with sweat and the dirt of their cave. his muscular body was covered in brown rags, but one could still see the areas where the man was tortured, scarrd for life. his deep rich brown eyes were filled with anger and exhaustion.
"You got something to say!?" replied the man roughly, pointing his staff, that glowed blue energy at the tips of it. The gaurd was covered in a red combat armor, and his staff was also red.
The large Spanish man said nothing and turned his eyes downcast.
The gaurd made a rough ha under his breath. and then turned his attention back to the woman who layed motionless, seeing everything and taking it in. The gaurd kicked her hard in the stomach, this time, the woman began to cough up blood and groaned to try and raise herself. but both mind and body said no.
"I said leave her alone!" the large spanish man said angerly. he was meet by the back hand of the gaurd. the man took it, and didn´t even flinch.
The gaurd got anger and punched in the man in the stomach as hard as he could. The man, once again, took it and did not flinch. The gaurd swore an obsentity at the man and took his staff and jabbed the man in the stomach. the staffs blue energy began to electrocute the man. The man said nothing, but slumped forward, defeated.
The gaurd smiled roughly, proud of his victory over the little /&%$ker. He once again turned his attention to the woman, staring at what was occuring, trying to do something about it. but she couldn´t do anything. The gaurd went to kick her again, but this time he was meet by a large fist to his head. he turned to see the spanish man looming over him, with the look of a madman in his eye. The gaurd whistled, and the other gaurds turned to see what was happening. they came over picked up the gaurd and then began to try to prod the man with thier staffs. The man fought back, kicking and punching the gaurds with his exhausted and battered body. Even though he stood his ground for a good solid minute of figthing, a gaurd snuck up on him and jabbed his back with the staff, electructing him. the other gaurds took this oppurtunity to do the same. they all joined in and the man started groaning in pain as he started to struggle out in a last hopeful attempt to break free. but to no avail, finally he couldn´t take it anymore and thats when it happened. He did something he vowed never to do again, he screamed for his father.
"FAATTTHHHEEERRR!" the man screamed in agony as he began to drift to sleep. he ceased struggling and the gaurds backed off. the man slumped forward onto the ground.
"Daddy´s no longer here to save you, weakling." came a snide remark from one of the gaurds.
The woman who had been watching the entire event, snapped out of her exhaustion, and surged forth and used her body and covered the man who had saved her. she was worried, terrified that she might have lost him for good, she began to weep. her cries were answered by the man´s groan, indicating that he still lived, even after all of that tortue, even though his skin was sizzling in the areas they had jabbed him.
The original gaurd loomed over them, and rubbed his bruised jaw were the man had hit him, he cast a baleful look at the two and then spat at the broken man and walked away with the rest of the gaurds.
After the gaurd walked away the man regained conciousness to see the woman crying and trying to stop his wounds from worsening.
"Lynn... are you allright...?" the man half groaned with his weak, yet still eloquent voice. he looked at the woman concerned.
The woman turned to the man and cast him a baleful look, before wiping the blood from her lip. "I´m fine." she said angerly, trying to regain her composure. but it failed and then she looked at the man compassionatly and said with a filled with concern, fear, and anger. she said in tears "Why did you do that Junior!? Why could you just not let me die!? Why do you protect me, and everyone else!? It´s pointless, why don´t you just give up...?"
Junior groaned and looked at Lynn and then started to chuckle softly but it was quickly drone out by his groans of pain. "Because... My father once told me that i shouldn´t give up, it´s not very villan-like." the man smiled and said with longing regret, happiness, and sarcasm. he shed a tear at the word father. but then he slumped forward and groaned himself into unconsiousness.
Lynn stared at Junior, but then began to call out his name softly, and procedded to shake him.
"He´ll be allright Lassie." came a deep scotish voice from behind her. out of nowhere a large pale hand grabbed junior under his arm procedded to lift him. Lynn turned to see a very large and built Muscular man with a large brown beard that was graying. Even though he was bald on the top, he still had hair in the back that gre down to his back. it was also graying. Even though the man was around 50, he still carried his large body with air of pride. The scotish man lifted Junior and procedded to supprot him and was walking to someplace.
"Come on now Lad, let´s get you home..." the man grunted as he shifted the weight around to get a better hold of him.
Lynn followed the two slowly, deep in thought, her eyes downcast.
"Thank you Duff..." Lynn said quietly, not entirely sure that the man would here her.
"Think nothing of it Lassie..." the scotish man returned happily, still grunting under the weight.
Junior was a slave, much like the rest of the world´s still surviving population. Senor Senior Senior had come before Rathus, hoping to persuade him to let him and his son join their evil empire. Rathus was busy that day, so Queen SheGo procidded over the hearings. On that day, for some reason, she was in a foul mood. She wanted to kill someone, and so it happened to be that Junior and Senior walked in that day with hope´s of being part of the empire. SheGo knew that they would be of no use, and in bitter annoyance of their attempts to do so, killed Senior. First she did out of boredom and annoyance, but then after she did it, she enjoyed watching Junior squirm around trying to help his father, trying to do anything to no avail. she enjoyed the show so much, that she decided to keep Junior around, just to see him squirm around, helpless without his father. Junior swore revenge but didn´t do anything much after that. junior went on living as a slave for 4 years, withdrawing in a deep depression, for without his father, he was lost. helpless. he began to grow angry, and spiteful, lashing out at his fellow inmates. nothing could take the pain away. one night, his father came to him in a dream, he said that Junior had to continue with his life, that he has to live on. follow his own path, and save those who could do nothing for themselves. Junior did not know what the dream ment and he was deep in thougth that day. that day something happened. a child slave was being beat. Junior knew the child, he had seen him and his father work togther, how his father was always protecting the child. but the Father had died a few days ago, leaving the child all alone. upon this sight something in Junior snapped, he broke down in to tears as he rushed to the aide of the young boy. he did something few people would ever think of doing. he defied them. under the risk of Torture and of death, he saved the child. the gaurds took junior away and began his 20 lashes. That day, the gaurds thought he was just a minor nusiance, they knew his story, of how he was nothing without his prescious father. But To the prisoner´s, they saw him as something more. Something that they had lost long ago. They searched eagerly for it, but to no avail. but then they found it, in all it´s glory, in all it´s majesty. In Junior, they found thier most precious thing in thier lives. Hope... In junior they found Hope. Junior did not know what to do at first when they regarded him as a hero. he had always been the follower. never the leader. He had tried his best to hand it over to someone else, but to no avail. Disgruntled at first, Junior bore the title with regret, for he knew that like all hereos, they die. but it did not matter to him anymore. He realized his father´s message, and once more followed him. along with him came the Hope´s of the prisoners. Even though Junior did not do much, more along of the lines that there was little he could do except occasionaly save people and sometimes led teams to smuggle people out of slavery, The prisoners saw him as a Hero. The gaurds wished they could do something more than just torture him, because it had no effect on him. with a tortured spirit, a tortured body ment nothing. They wanted to kill him, but if they did, they would make him a Martyr and possibly incite a Rebillion. But to Junior, he was not a hero, just someone who was lost without his father. he cried over his lose but he vowed he would never give up on his father´s wishes. he would never scream for his help, never look back. and Junior kept on living. Junior would never know, that because he kept living, so did the hope´s and dreams of the slaves. he had saved them, in a way he would never know.
Adrena-Lynn had hope´s of fooling Rathus into thinking she was a daredevil, scarred of nothing. Rathus immediatly caught on however, and was later informed about the truth of Adrenna-Lynn and of how she had lied to him. he was going to have her executed for lying, but either fortunatetly or unfortunately, they exceuted another prisoner with the name of Lynn who looked smiliar to Adrenna-Lynn. Not many people remembered her from both the gaurds and the prisoners side. Junior remebered her perfectly however, as he had once had a crush on her way back in the days of his youth. but that didn´t matter know. both their lives had changed. She opted for the name Lynn, be cause Junior was afraid someone would recognize the name Adrenna-Lynn. But to Lynn, she believed she no longer had the right to claim the title of Adrenna-Lynn, for she had lost all of hers long ago. But one day, she saw Junior defy the gaurds, and on that day, much like the rest of the prisoners, she found hope in him. but this changed. For some reason unbeknownst to her, she began to fall in love with him. this was very odd to her, but for her, it did not matter. she knew that if she told him that, things would only get worse, for if something were to happen to her, she did not know how Junior would react. she feared he would become irrational, and would be put down. and all would be lost. She also knew, that in some deep part of Junior, he was still in love with that stupid cheerleader. Lynn thougth to herself that she is probably dead. for no one got any information from the outside. But Lynn kept on, even when she thougth she wanted to die, more than anything else in the world. But she had to keep on, if for nothing else, then for junior. so she lived on.
Duff Killigan, Best golfer to have ever lived. Some say that title goes to Tiger Woods or some other Pro Golfer, what with their fancy Gold or green jackets they must be. BAH! was the only thing Killigan would say in response to it. None of them knew how to do the perfect swing with the 8-iron, or the ultimate Killigan Stroke. When Rathus came and took over the earth, there was no more reason for golf. Killigan was sent to slavery. Duff battled the forces of Tyranny with Defiance, but was quickly struck down. he lived for the sole reason of one day getting revenge on Rathus and take back Golf. but this contrite wish slowly dwindled as Killigan resided into a deep deppression. He was suprised to hear that Junior defied the gaurds and that the prisoners proclaimed a hero. he did not understand why the thougth of him as a hero, and that they entrusted him with their Hope´s and dreams, until he saw it for himself. In Junior he found what was once his long ago. he found his dreams. He took Junior under his wing and became almost like a second father to him. Almost. He knew the relationship Junior had with his Father, and would never step over that boundery. He taught the boy alot of good lessons, and help him focus his anger into something usefull and gain results. Now he wished to see it pay off.
As they made their way to their Juniors cell, they laid him down and made sure everything was comfortable for him. Lynn made a questioning glance at Killigan, but he immediatly saw the problem as he took his gaze to the broken man. Junior was breathing heavily, he wasn´t looking that well.
"He will be fine Lassie, he´s a tough one." Duff said reasuringly with a smile
Lynn said nothing and just nodded, she looked out Junior once more before following Duff out the door to let Junior rest. she could´ve sworn that Junior said something, but she couldn´t make out rigth then. a few seconds later she decievered the message
"Father..."
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