To whoever it was. This is a SPINOFF... it's not the original series and it's only based on that. I enjoy original characters because i have a lot more freedom when it comes to writing their personalties etc.
If you read the first chapter of the first episode, you'll get the info, kay?
Chapter Two: Rock Your Body
Luxie breathed in deeply nervous to a certain extent about her debut in the fabulous world of porn. She whimpered silently until Heresy gave her a whack over the head which she returned.
"Hey!" Heresy growled. She did not like being hit and Luxie was one of the last person who would come out alive. She refrained herself because these guys had paid for two girls and if only one showed up… well, Heresy could handle it but she really did not want to. She wanted this over in double the time and find herself someone to share the bed with that night. "Just remember – sexy. I know it's hard for you brain to understand but…" Luxie returned the statement with a glare and then holding assets high, she opened the door walking in the way she had seen Heresy move.
She leaned slightly to her right and gave smirk at the people in the room. She almost jumped when she saw Dustin Infinite sitting on one of the red leather couches. He smiled at her as if he had caught her out but she remained firm, smirking and seeming above it all.
Heresy came into the room behind Luxie and the raven-haired girl noticed all eyes turn to her. Luxie pouted and held her high, feeling upset. This notion made two of the four men there turn to her.
"What's this?" Heresy asked as if she were a teacher scolding a child. "I was told two."
"They're not getting any," Dustin said with a smirk and nodded towards the two bodyguards. Beside him was a man who was a few years older than Dustin but he looked just as attractive. He had slicked back black hair and his eyes looked as if they were of the same colour. Unlike Dustin he had not changed his suit for a more informal dress at the club. There was something suspicious about him but neither Luxie nor Heresy choose to comment on it.
Dustin Infinite was the owner of a well-known weapons company and the city's most wanted bachelor. And Luxie was getting really close to having him. Except – last time she had seen the guy, she had knocked him out cold and stolen a few files from his company's archive.
The man beside him neither of the two girls knew but if he was hanging with Dustin, he was sure to be quite the important man.
"Well, Mister Rich Guy," Heresy said with no respect to his status and his money, "They're gonna be watching and I think that we should be getting more cash then."
"I would never pay a… professional dancer less than she deserved," he said with a smile towards Luxie. She glanced down at him. He had seemed quite charming when she had first met him a week ago at the bar and now here he had changed into this cocky little rich boy who could anything – and anyone – he wanted.
"Well then," Heresy said and walked over to him. She leaned forward, taking his glance away from Luxie and to her breasts. "We've got make sure you get to spray your dollar bills around." She sank down onto his lap making him tense up slightly but not so much to seem he was lead astray completely. The three other men and Luxie watched for a while as Heresy moved her hips to the background music and licking Dustin's neck for the effect.
Then Luxie felt the other seated man stare at her and as much as she wanted money, she really could not bring herself to dance for him. Sure, he was good-looking but currently Dustin was her catch of the day. So she walked over to him and in a moment when Heresy had slipped of his lap, Luxie took that place and did her best to copy what she had seen the brunette do before.
Heresy shrugged and then rolled onto the other man's lap.
"Let's get this party started then," she said and continued her routine as if nothing had happened.
Luxie felt Dustin's hand slid onto the small over her back and she moved forward a bit. She swayed a bit and then moved back letting his head wander at the desire to be closer to her breasts. Within moments, the two girls were making sure that Dustin and his companion got their money's worth.
Hunter looked around making sure there was no one to see him slip on his black nylon mask and enter the room he had seen the two transgenetic girls storm into moments before.
"Hey!" someone shouted when he entered the room and he was momentarily taken aback by the scene. The two girls he thought to be trained soldiers were acting like strippers for two men, two others faintly reminiscent of bodyguards or maitre d's.
"You crashed our party, buster," one of the two girls said and turned around to see the intruder. Now the raven-haired girl and the guy she was sitting on turned their heads two and Hunter found himself the centre of attention – something he did not enjoy particularly. "You!" Heresy exclaimed and brought her elbow around to knock out the guy she was sitting on. He was definitely not 'normal' guy material.
"Uh," said Luxie and looked from Heresy to Hunter to Dustin, unsure of what to do. Dustin ignored the fact that his friend was unconscious and turned to Hunter.
"Who are you?" Dustin demanded with the cool of a man who did not have an exotic dancer on his lap. Hunter rolled his eyes because normal he was not confronted with these kind of situations. He pulled the machine gun from his back and held it towards Dustin's head and was immediately tackled by the two bodyguards that were still standing.
Heresy had grabbed Luxie and the two girls were now standing by the unconscious man and plotting quietly. Dustin was still sitting confused the whole situation. He was sure that this man had come to kill him as someone had his brother and once the bodyguards had him in check, he could question the guy.
"Okay, what do we do?" Luxie asked quickly. "Manticore!"
"We've got to kick his ass."
"What about Dustin?" Luxie asked and glanced at the young man who was busy getting up. Heresy looked around quickly.
"There's no way we can get to the door with that ass blocking it. You'll have to knock him out or something," she suggested and Luxie groaned.
"Not again," she said and before Heresy could ask, Luxie had run over to Dustin and like an afraid girl thrown herself into his arms. Then she gave a muscle between his neck and shoulder a quick pinch and Dustin dropped to the couch loosing consciousness.
Meanwhile Hunter had thrown one of the bodyguards across the room and punched the other unconscious. However, it seemed doubtful the second would have much brain capacity after this incident.
"What are you doing here?" Heresy demanded and received nothing. The soldier just turned his head from the body on the floor to Heresy. Luxie was still standing by Dustin and looking from Hunter to Heresy.
"Leave him alone," she said after a while and Hunter slowly turned to look at her. Luxie glared at him with all the anger she could come up with.
"I don't think they gave this guy enough intelligence to talk," Heresy said with a smirk. She let her eyes wander. "Must be just a lowly RU, like me," she said and flicked a piece of hair behind her shoulder. Luxie knew she was directing most of her pheromones towards him.
"I'm nothing like the scum you are," the soldier finally hissed and shook his head. It seemed like he was shaking the pheromones off and both girls looked shocked on that he was able to do this. So far no one was able to resist that tall brunette's pheromones.
Then he pulled a pistol from his belt and fired a bullet at Luxie.
Luxie's eyes widened in shock and then closed to get ready for the impact. But Heresy had moved as soon as she had seen Hunter's arm move and the bullet dug itself into her left shoulder. When Luxie opened her eyes she saw Heresy's arm come round and punch Hunter across the face with such force he fell to the floor. Then Heresy grasped her shoulder for she had used her left arm to punch him.
"I'll take care of him," Luxie said with a hiss and rushed past Heresy. Before Heresy could protest Luxie stepped onto Hunter's hand to stop him from getting the gun and her other foot came up to kick him in the face.
He pulled his hand out from under her and his other came up against her throat. She kneed him in the stomach and kicked him in the crotch at the same causing him to stumble again and let her go.
"Ha," Luxie said with a smirk and jumped up delivering a flying kick to his face. "Never fear when Luxie's here."
"Just kill him already," Heresy yelled angrily. In all her years on the outside, she had learnt that if someone was after you, it was best to get rid of them rather than hurt them severely. If someone from Manticore had fought against you, they knew your moves and that was something she never wanted to repeat.
"Kill him?" Luxie asked and turned around in shock. She had had her share of murder but so far on the outside she had never killed anyone. She wanted to be a normal girls and normal girls did not kill guys twice their size.
Hunter took the opportunity to kick Luxie in the back letting a silent snap cross the room. Luxie swore loudly but Heresy's outburst surpassed her even in vulgarity. The stupid girl had let her guard down and gotten herself close to death.
The soldier cracked his neck as he got up and grabbed another gun from his side.
"You bitches are quite a lot of trouble," he said with a snarl and shot at Heresy. She had, however, ducked and rammed the fist of her still working arm into his stomach. Then she did the same with her broken arm and yelled out in pain. Hunter staggered. He had hoped to finish off the job but now he had the feeling all of his ribs had broken and he was definitely not going to be having any spawn in the near future.
"I'll get you," he growled and stormed out of the room holding his chest. It felt as if his organs were going to explode out of his body quite soon. Heresy and Luxie watched Hunter run off and then turned to each other in triumphant grins.
"Girl power," Luxie said with a wide grin and did a little victory dance. Heresy rolled her eyes and grabbed her hat.
"Get the guns," she said and staggered out of the room. Luxie nodded, grabbed the two guns which Hunter had lost and quickly followed Heresy out of the room.
It seemed to Jondy as if her life was just starting to begin, because now that she had Tom she was positive everything would start climbing and life would just get better and better. Neither of them seem to have developed any of the common 'alcohol' symptoms and were dancing the night away like it would go on forever.
Then suddenly Tom seemed uneasy and occasionally sniffed the air and Jondy tried to smell her armpits inconspicuously. Nothing.
"What's wrong?" she asked. Then she realized his hearing would not be as advanced as hers and was going to repeat the question while yelling. Before she could do this, Tom turned around.
"Nothing. I'm just looking for…" he paused as if seeming to find an appropriate word. 'God,' Jondy thought with a sigh. He had danced with her for hours and now he was going to tell her 'He's gay!'
"My brother," he said and stopped dancing. A wave of relief washed over Jondy but then Tom turned. "Uh, I'll see you around," he said with a short wave and ran off, not even bathing her in one of his wonderful smiles. Before Jondy could burst into a fit of tears or start punching people at random, she felt someone grabbed each of her arms and dragging her off.
She turned and found Heresy and Luxie rushing out of the club with such speed, Jondy knew something was worried. Then she noticed the blood running down Heresy's bare shoulder and Luxie's slight limp.
"What's going on?" she asked when they arrived outside and they three girls changed positions. Jondy grabbed the youngest of them and quickly ran towards the car. Heresy hobbled after them almost as pale as Luxie's general skin tone.
"Duh," Luxie said rolling her eyes and flinched when Jondy placed her onto the backseat.
"My leather seats," Heresy whined as she carefully hoisted herself into the passenger seat. She could fell the blood running down her back and the bullet pushing itself back into her body when she leaned back and cried out in pain.
"Shush!" Jondy said and slammed down the accelerator to rush away from the leering eyes.
It was long past midnight when the three of them arrived back at the apartment. At first Luxie had insisted they go after the guy and kick his ass, literally, but Jondy and Heresy knowingly did not follow the eighteen-year-olds advice. Soon after Luxie was whining for them to hurry up because every alteration in the road made the car move and shifted the bones in her almost broken spine.
At the apartment Heresy helped herself to a bottle of anaesthetics and a ripped up shirt she had found in Luxie's backpack. Soon she had fashioned herself a rather clumsy bandage and hobbled next to Jondy who was feeling around Luxie's back carefully under loud protests.
"Lower! Ah, fuck! Yeah, that's it."
"What are we going to do?" Jondy asked and moved her hand away making a mental note of the spot where the most pain had come from. "We can't take her to a hospital. They're take blood samples."
"I suggest we dump her in that ditch we dumped X6-010 in," Heresy said remembering her last murder. The three of them had unceremoniously dumped the female soldier into a ditch and the walked off without much care. "No one's going to notice."
"Du…" Luxie began and rather decided not to continue. Instead she decided to tell Jondy how to fix the problem. "You cut open my back, shift the vertebrae and sew it back together."
"Excuse me, what?" Jondy asked unsure if she had understood the pale girl properly.
"Learnt it back in '14," Luxie said and turned her eyes away from her blonde friend. "Girl in my unit got into a fist fight with me. She had the upper hand, but she turned and I kicked her. I guess I should have learnt not to turn my back on the enemy, but I never thought I'd be on the receiving end. Anyway, Lydecker made sure we do the procedure for purposes of team work and shit, so I did the shifting. I feel like throwing up just thinking about it."
"Lydecker supervised you?" Heresy asked and felt her spine shivering at the thought of his face in front of hers. She longed to punch and possibly rip his head clear off. Then she would go for his balls…
"No, I really need to throw up!" Luxie declared and turned. Luckily Jondy had taken her seriously and quickly grabbed a dustbin into which Luxie emptied her lunch and dinner. "Thanks," she muttered and spat some remainders into the bin as well.
"Get me a knife, Heresy," Jondy said looking at the brunette with such seriousness Heresy dared not disobey.
An agonizing twenty-seven and a half minutes later Jondy was using plain household thread to close the wailing Luxie's wound on her back. Heresy had had to answer the door twice and tell them they were just trying to get a splinter out of the girls foot and had tried on two occasions to stuff a sock into Luxie's mouth. Luxie had snapped at her favourite feline's hand at both times.
"I'll just… lie here," Luxie said after she had turned up tears running down her face. Two minutes later she had sat up and was watching Heresy struggle with her bandage. It had been done in a haphazard fashion and the piece of t-shirt were not responding well to staying where they were.
"Let me do that," Luxie finally growled. She could not stand watching the older woman's clumsiness and decided it was time to do something against it. Rather than protest, as Luxie thought she might, Heresy slumped down in front of the girl and removed the bandages.
Luxie grabbed a pair of tweezers that Jondy had used for her back and wiped them off on the already blood covered shirt. Carefully she manoeuvred it into Heresy's shoulder and pulled out the bullet.
"Check it out," she said with a wide grin on her face and held the bullet up to Heresy's orange-brown eyes. Heresy's altered blood had corroded the bullet and already disintegrated the end.
"Awesome," Heresy said with a wide grin and she took the bullet into her hand. "Memoirs for the kids of a super-human. Hey, why are you doing this?"
"That was supposed to be my bullet," Luxie said as she dabbed some alcohol onto the two holes. "Through my heart." She contemplated emphasizing the fact that Heresy had saved her life, but refrained from it with the knowledge of Heresy's arrogance.
Jondy smiled at the two of them as she watched them. If these two could heal each other's wounds and would take bullets for each other, she knew there was no way Manticore would get the better of them.
All they had to do was take down the guy that wanted them dead.