Heyy im so so so so so so so so soooo sorry I havent updated! Well its been
kinda hectic lately, and Im kinda having some relationship troubles, so
yeah. Lemons are coming soon, don't worry. I don't know how explicit,
because of ff net standards and crap, so I might post up a url for media
miner or something. Big news guys, iv got my sequel idea! o trying to
hold back from writing it, I know I gotta finish this story first lol.
Wolfwood wrapped himself around the corner aiming his gun at...Kuro neko. The black cat let out a plaintive 'naw', and Wolfwood kicked the garbage can serving as kuro's perch. The cat jumped up at Wolfwood's face in a black blur and clung to him for dear life.
"ACK damn cat! Get off get off get OFF!" Wolfwood's screeching could be heard throughout half the city of June. He swatted the cat off his face and traced himself for scratches. Milly came over and looked up at him, looking slightly scared.
"I, I saw, something.... and heard it too! It was over there, please hurry, im scared!" Wolfwood looked down at her concerned face.
"awh its ok, you must have seen a stray dog, and how could you really have heard anything over my cries anyways?" he chuckled at his own comment as if it was a secret joke and turned away to go pick up his forgotten cross punisher.
Milly ran over to him and shook him, her voice more persistent.
"I KNOW what I saw, and it was a man! Please you have to-"
She was cut off as a muffled scream pierced the placid night. Wolfwood and Milly took off blindly toward the noise, Wolfwood screaming something into the pen as he went. Milly felt detached and scared. It felt as if they would never reach their destination, and soon after Vash and Meryl joined them.
They group skidded around the corner, arsenal loaded and waiting.
A tall man had a young girl by the throat in the crook of his arm, and her lost revolver was laying a few yards away. She kicked and screamed despite the gag in her mouth. Scythe was holding her, trying to hand her to a few henchmen to get her up into a truck.
Meryl cried out, she recognized the girl. She recalled when she helped her baby sit a set of twins. They went wild and crazy so they resorted to squirting them with water and locking them in a closet.
Needless to say they were never called over to baby sit again. The men pulled her most of the way into the truck before they realized they were spotted, so they dropped the girl and pulled out their guns. More men came out of the truck and held large machine guns, pistols, shot guns, and every other kind of gun imaginable.
"Don't move or we shoot the chick." Said Scythe as he picked up the girl and held his gun to her neck. They saw why he was called Scythe. In place of his right hand was a long curved knife, almost like a farmers sickle.
He turned and yelled something to a group of large men in the back of the horde of men, and they came forth. Approaching the now quivering gang, Milly fell to her knees in fear. Nick and Vash tried to block the men, but they were knocked aside by the muscular thugs. Orders were shouted at them not to move or they will shoot, and with Milly and Meryl in the gunline, they were powerless.
The truck drove away as Nick and Vash sat trembling in disbelief. They wordlessly got up and ran as fast as they could; keeping a distance from the truck so that Scythe would not spot them.
Milly cried out to Nick before she was shoved down. She hit her head on the truck bed and someone kneeled on her back to bind her hands. Meryl was not having a good time either. At the other corner of the back of the huge truck, Meryl was already tied. Men were touching her and saying things to her. She tried to scream but all she could do was cry. It seemed like they rode for hours before they reached a destination. They were blindfolded and taken out of the truck.
The place smelled musty and old, like a basement. The three quivering girls walked at gunpoint down a long hallway. Meryl heard Milly's sobs and the whimpering of a few other girls along with them. She kept her tears silent as she walked the endless walkway. It seemed like hours on end before they stopped. They were all put into one small cell looking area, and were told that these were temporary arrangements; because the boss needed to "look them over" before he decided if they were good enough too keep for "his prized collection".
Vash and Nick awoke on the sand out in the middle of a desert. They ran till they had passed out. The sun beat down on them, and they could see nothing but sand all around them.
"Damnit!" screamed Vash as he kicked at the sand and beat up an imaginary person. Wolfwood tried to calm him but Vash pulled away, he was too strong.
"Don't you see Wolfwood?!?! We lost them! We lost the truck! Only god knows what those horrible men are doing to them right now!" he continued to curse and yell, leaving Wolfwood to sit and silently cry.
After Vash calmed down, Wolfwood got up and began to walk away.
"Heyy! Where are you going?!?! Don't go all lone priest boy on me!" Wolfwood slowly turned around and glared at Vash.
"Im going to save Milly. I don't know about you, but I care about her, and if you just wanna sit in the desert and whine about it, then be my guest, needle noggin!" Vash's face softened, and he got up and walked with Wolfwood.
"Ya know Nick, that's the kind of temper tantrum I would expect outta you!"
punch
"owwheyy!"
Milly and Meryl reunited and crawled into each others arms. They cried themselves to sleep until they heard someone opening the large metal door. All the girls were taken out of the cell and walked down a dimly lit passage way. They stopped in front of a large door and one of the escorting men whispered something into the intercom.
The door opened noisily and it was a big change from the hallway. There was a cheap off white carpet laid over most of the floor, with a desk and brighter lights. Meryl, Milly, and about 8 other girls were lined up in front of the desk and told to strip down. Meryl held her emotions in, Milly silently cried, and another girl refused, and that only earned her a beating from one of the men. Milly cried out as she was hit repeatedly until she obliged to their commands.
They quivered as they were inspected and looked over. The mans face didn't change until his eyes laid on Milly, then he slightly smiled a bit, but other than that there was no way to tell what he thought of them. They were ordered to move into one of the side rooms, leaving their clothes. They were lead through a door, which contained one large room with many doors lining it. There were objects and cages and tables that unnerved them, the didn't know what their intended use was, nor did they wish to find out. All but a few of the girls were placed into the tiny rooms. Meryl was right next to Milly. A blond girl on her right was resisting the entrance to the room on Meryl's other side, till they forced her in and shut the door.
Meryl turned around and peered into the darkness. She found a light cord and tugged on it, the light casting an even eerier shadow then the pure darkness. The room was about 5x5 with a mattress covering most of the floor to sleep on. There was a tiny sink and broken looking toilet in the corner, and a drain that connected her cell to the ones next to her.
She reached her hand through the hole tat connected the drains and found Milly's hand. She squeezed it slightly and her sobbing somewhat subsided.
"Don't worry, Mill', ill bet Vash and Nick are on their way right now, and we will be well out of this hell hole by night time." She whispered through the hole, and pulled her hand back. She was freezing cold, and the mattress made a bed of nails feel inviting. She walked over to the sink and tried to run some hot water. Both handles produced a tiny trickle of icy water. She didn't even want to think about what the toilet looked like.
Up on the door there looked to be a tiny peep hole. She crawled over to look through it. She saw all the 'equipment' and a few men standing guard around the cells, talking on rough voices.
Milly awoke from an exhaustion induced slumber to someone opening her door. She backed off to a dark corner to avoid the man, but he was just bringing her 'a bit o food for the service lassies.' He plopped down a tiny bowl on the mattress that covered the entire floor and left, locking the door. Milly crawled over and stuck her finger in. it was cold, almost like a grits consistency, and tasted like paint, but she tried to eat as much as she could.
Meryl lost her appetite and poured hers down the drain when one of the guards yelled in a singsong voice,
"You all are best to get your rest tonight; tomorrow could be a long day!"
sorry such a short chapter! I AM ALIVE! Ill try to update more im soo soo soo so so so sooooo sorry! I like got reviews, then they stopped because I didn't update, then all of a sudden a got a whole bunch more again lol. THANK YOU TO ALL MY REVIEWERS! And no flames yet, wow. Well just letting you know the entire rest of the story Is planned out and some of the sequel, so, yeah. JA NE AND PLEASE REVIEW!
Wolfwood wrapped himself around the corner aiming his gun at...Kuro neko. The black cat let out a plaintive 'naw', and Wolfwood kicked the garbage can serving as kuro's perch. The cat jumped up at Wolfwood's face in a black blur and clung to him for dear life.
"ACK damn cat! Get off get off get OFF!" Wolfwood's screeching could be heard throughout half the city of June. He swatted the cat off his face and traced himself for scratches. Milly came over and looked up at him, looking slightly scared.
"I, I saw, something.... and heard it too! It was over there, please hurry, im scared!" Wolfwood looked down at her concerned face.
"awh its ok, you must have seen a stray dog, and how could you really have heard anything over my cries anyways?" he chuckled at his own comment as if it was a secret joke and turned away to go pick up his forgotten cross punisher.
Milly ran over to him and shook him, her voice more persistent.
"I KNOW what I saw, and it was a man! Please you have to-"
She was cut off as a muffled scream pierced the placid night. Wolfwood and Milly took off blindly toward the noise, Wolfwood screaming something into the pen as he went. Milly felt detached and scared. It felt as if they would never reach their destination, and soon after Vash and Meryl joined them.
They group skidded around the corner, arsenal loaded and waiting.
A tall man had a young girl by the throat in the crook of his arm, and her lost revolver was laying a few yards away. She kicked and screamed despite the gag in her mouth. Scythe was holding her, trying to hand her to a few henchmen to get her up into a truck.
Meryl cried out, she recognized the girl. She recalled when she helped her baby sit a set of twins. They went wild and crazy so they resorted to squirting them with water and locking them in a closet.
Needless to say they were never called over to baby sit again. The men pulled her most of the way into the truck before they realized they were spotted, so they dropped the girl and pulled out their guns. More men came out of the truck and held large machine guns, pistols, shot guns, and every other kind of gun imaginable.
"Don't move or we shoot the chick." Said Scythe as he picked up the girl and held his gun to her neck. They saw why he was called Scythe. In place of his right hand was a long curved knife, almost like a farmers sickle.
He turned and yelled something to a group of large men in the back of the horde of men, and they came forth. Approaching the now quivering gang, Milly fell to her knees in fear. Nick and Vash tried to block the men, but they were knocked aside by the muscular thugs. Orders were shouted at them not to move or they will shoot, and with Milly and Meryl in the gunline, they were powerless.
The truck drove away as Nick and Vash sat trembling in disbelief. They wordlessly got up and ran as fast as they could; keeping a distance from the truck so that Scythe would not spot them.
Milly cried out to Nick before she was shoved down. She hit her head on the truck bed and someone kneeled on her back to bind her hands. Meryl was not having a good time either. At the other corner of the back of the huge truck, Meryl was already tied. Men were touching her and saying things to her. She tried to scream but all she could do was cry. It seemed like they rode for hours before they reached a destination. They were blindfolded and taken out of the truck.
The place smelled musty and old, like a basement. The three quivering girls walked at gunpoint down a long hallway. Meryl heard Milly's sobs and the whimpering of a few other girls along with them. She kept her tears silent as she walked the endless walkway. It seemed like hours on end before they stopped. They were all put into one small cell looking area, and were told that these were temporary arrangements; because the boss needed to "look them over" before he decided if they were good enough too keep for "his prized collection".
Vash and Nick awoke on the sand out in the middle of a desert. They ran till they had passed out. The sun beat down on them, and they could see nothing but sand all around them.
"Damnit!" screamed Vash as he kicked at the sand and beat up an imaginary person. Wolfwood tried to calm him but Vash pulled away, he was too strong.
"Don't you see Wolfwood?!?! We lost them! We lost the truck! Only god knows what those horrible men are doing to them right now!" he continued to curse and yell, leaving Wolfwood to sit and silently cry.
After Vash calmed down, Wolfwood got up and began to walk away.
"Heyy! Where are you going?!?! Don't go all lone priest boy on me!" Wolfwood slowly turned around and glared at Vash.
"Im going to save Milly. I don't know about you, but I care about her, and if you just wanna sit in the desert and whine about it, then be my guest, needle noggin!" Vash's face softened, and he got up and walked with Wolfwood.
"Ya know Nick, that's the kind of temper tantrum I would expect outta you!"
punch
"owwheyy!"
Milly and Meryl reunited and crawled into each others arms. They cried themselves to sleep until they heard someone opening the large metal door. All the girls were taken out of the cell and walked down a dimly lit passage way. They stopped in front of a large door and one of the escorting men whispered something into the intercom.
The door opened noisily and it was a big change from the hallway. There was a cheap off white carpet laid over most of the floor, with a desk and brighter lights. Meryl, Milly, and about 8 other girls were lined up in front of the desk and told to strip down. Meryl held her emotions in, Milly silently cried, and another girl refused, and that only earned her a beating from one of the men. Milly cried out as she was hit repeatedly until she obliged to their commands.
They quivered as they were inspected and looked over. The mans face didn't change until his eyes laid on Milly, then he slightly smiled a bit, but other than that there was no way to tell what he thought of them. They were ordered to move into one of the side rooms, leaving their clothes. They were lead through a door, which contained one large room with many doors lining it. There were objects and cages and tables that unnerved them, the didn't know what their intended use was, nor did they wish to find out. All but a few of the girls were placed into the tiny rooms. Meryl was right next to Milly. A blond girl on her right was resisting the entrance to the room on Meryl's other side, till they forced her in and shut the door.
Meryl turned around and peered into the darkness. She found a light cord and tugged on it, the light casting an even eerier shadow then the pure darkness. The room was about 5x5 with a mattress covering most of the floor to sleep on. There was a tiny sink and broken looking toilet in the corner, and a drain that connected her cell to the ones next to her.
She reached her hand through the hole tat connected the drains and found Milly's hand. She squeezed it slightly and her sobbing somewhat subsided.
"Don't worry, Mill', ill bet Vash and Nick are on their way right now, and we will be well out of this hell hole by night time." She whispered through the hole, and pulled her hand back. She was freezing cold, and the mattress made a bed of nails feel inviting. She walked over to the sink and tried to run some hot water. Both handles produced a tiny trickle of icy water. She didn't even want to think about what the toilet looked like.
Up on the door there looked to be a tiny peep hole. She crawled over to look through it. She saw all the 'equipment' and a few men standing guard around the cells, talking on rough voices.
Milly awoke from an exhaustion induced slumber to someone opening her door. She backed off to a dark corner to avoid the man, but he was just bringing her 'a bit o food for the service lassies.' He plopped down a tiny bowl on the mattress that covered the entire floor and left, locking the door. Milly crawled over and stuck her finger in. it was cold, almost like a grits consistency, and tasted like paint, but she tried to eat as much as she could.
Meryl lost her appetite and poured hers down the drain when one of the guards yelled in a singsong voice,
"You all are best to get your rest tonight; tomorrow could be a long day!"
sorry such a short chapter! I AM ALIVE! Ill try to update more im soo soo soo so so so sooooo sorry! I like got reviews, then they stopped because I didn't update, then all of a sudden a got a whole bunch more again lol. THANK YOU TO ALL MY REVIEWERS! And no flames yet, wow. Well just letting you know the entire rest of the story Is planned out and some of the sequel, so, yeah. JA NE AND PLEASE REVIEW!