Chapter 121: Mr. Grimm
Later that night...
Katrina was washing the dirt and grime off her body in the shower while Damon was reclining on the mattress in the messy room they were given to sleep in, courtesy of Clyde. Damon crossed his legs, lifting a lit blunt to his lips as the water in the shower stopped, with Katrina stepping into the room, wet, naked, and drying her hair with a towel. Katrina looked at Damon, and casually sat down on the bed next to him, not caring if he saw her naked, especially considering they have already seen each other naked before on numerous occasions.
"Damon...?"
"Sup?"
"...What if there wasn't a car there to break our fall? The only one that would have been safe would have been me, and you would have died." Damon pulled the blunt from his mouth, breathing smoke into the air,
"If I died then I would have died. You got to remember, I'm a stray now too, so I'm not exactly in Rias' good graces, just like Adrian." Katrina sighed, leaning back on the bed,
"I hope Adrian is okay. I haven't seen him since we went through the first portal together." Damon looked to Katrina with a raised eyebrow,
"Yeah...let's hope he's okay. We still got to bring his ass back to Rias, so those two could get their happily ever after." Katrina nodded sadly,
"Yeah..." Damon blinked, and rolled his eyes,
"Okay Kat, spill, you got a soft spot for him." Katrina looked at Damon in shock,
"Of course I do! He and Calvin were the first two friends I made coming to Kuoh Town!"
"You know what I mean," said Damon with an evil grin. Katrina sighed,
"It's...not like that...he's our masters boyfriend..."
"Ex boyfriend," corrected Damon.
"Whatever," said Katrina, "anyway, I just want to bring him home...he's our friend and I know what it's like to lose a mom." Damon nodded understandably to that last sentence, and sighed,
"I think that's one thing that the three of us have in common now," said Damon sadly. Katrina looked to the white haired boy, and felt a twinge of remorse for bringing up the subject. "Does make me wonder though..." said Damon, "...you think anyone will miss me if I were gone? Like Adrian? Or Cal-?" Damon was cut off as Clyde was thrown through the door, crashing to the floor as the man with skull paint, who the two have learned was named Mr. Grimm, entered the room, chainsaw in hand and accompanied by two men in skull masks,
"You two, outside, now," he said in a dead serious tone.
Not even a moment later, Damon and the still naked Katrina were forced onto their knees in the dirt in the scrapyard.
"Could you have at least let me get some clothes on first? At least?" Asked Katrina, clearly uncomfortable being naked in front of several men in skull masks, armed with guns as they had the mechanics on their knees as well, hands behind their heads.
"Shut your damn mouth before I cut your tongue out," said Mr. Grimm, revving his saw to keep Katrina silent, "now I am going to say this only once: leave this game, and don't come back." Damon scoffed,
"Or what, Grimm? You'll kill us? I'm pretty Calypso would be pissed if you killed two of the contestants outside of the game...unless that's why you haven't already done so." Mr. Grimm glared at the white haired boy, and the two men holding him down reached for his right pant leg, ripping it open to expose Damons' kneecap. Mr. Grimm then approached the exposed kneecap, resting the teeth of his chainsaw at the top,
"Either you walk out of the game, or you will be crawling out." Damon scoffed once again,
"Bring it!" Grimm blinked, and pulled the saw away from Damons' knee,
"What...did you...say?"
"I said 'bring it' you face painted prick!" Shouted Damon, "You want to take out one of my legs? I'll kick your ass with the other one! You want to take one of my arms? I'll come swinging at you with the other one! You want to take one of my nuts? I'll knock up your girl with the other one!" At the last statement, everyone collectively 'ooooohed' at Damon, save for Katrina, who simply shook her head with closed eyes, knowing Damon was most likely going to die, and Mr. Grimm, who blinked at the white haired former devil, raising his eyebrows, "What I'm trying to say, my Sons of Anarchy cosplaying friend, is BRING IT!!" Mr. Grimm stared at Damon, then made a small noise from his throat, slowly growing in intensity as the noise was slowly revealed to be a laugh, a deep almost uncharacteristic laugh as he stepped away from Damon,
"Well kid, I'll give you this, you got some serious balls."
"So I've been told." Grimm paused, and approached Damon again, kneeling down so they would be at eye level,
"Do you know why I'm in this game?" Grimm asked. Damon only raised an eyebrow in response, and Grimm began his story, "Many years ago, I was just your ordinary kid..."
"Uh, do we need a whole backstory here?" Interrupted Damon, "Because I'm pretty sure there are some readers that would like us to move this story along." Grimm looked to Katrina in confusion, and she simply shook her head, unsure of Damons' foolery as well. Grimm rolled his eyes and continued,
"I was just enjoying a ride with my father on his way to work, when some facepainted motherfucker just magically appeared in the backseat, causing an accident that killed my father. So I grabbed the gun under the drivers seat, and shot him. But ever since, I realized I grew up to be just like I imagined that guy to be. Evil, twisted, fighting and killing my way into this game to get the wish from Calypso, to save my father." Katrina and Damon shared mixed expressions of shock and sympathy,
"You want to go back in time...to prevent that accident from happening," stated Katrina.
"Dude, there is literally several episodes of Doctor Who where that time travel shit ends badly. IN FACT, the deaths of Katrinas' boyfriend, my friends mom, and my entire FUCKING FAMILY was responsible because of a time travelling fuck." Grimm tilted his head, curious, "But when me and Katrina came here, looking for both our friend and the motherfucker that killed those we cared for, Calypso took some important stuff from us, stuff we need to kill Zeus and help our friend." Now Grimm scoffed,
"What could Calypso have taken that would be so important to get involved with Twisted Metal for?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," said Damon honestly, causing the facepainted man to frown, and start approaching Katrina with the saw, causing both him and her to struggle against the masked men holding them still, "Hey, Hey! HEY! I give you scouts honor man!" Shouted Damon, holding up his right index, middle and third fingers, "Scouts honor! I'm pretty sure this is the webelos thing that they do. Just don't hurt her, or I'm really not telling you shit!" Grimm wasn't listening, as he knelt in front of Katrina, making her yelp as he dragged the teeth of his chainsaw up across her abdomen, resting it beneath her left breast,
"Let's try that again," said Grimm, speaking to Damon as he kept his finger off the saws' trigger, "what did Calypso take that was so fucking important, that you have to stand in my way of saving my father?"
TING!
Most of the masked men looked up above Grimm, and the facepainted man slowly tilted his head back, trying to avoid getting cut by the twisted metal machete held to his throat. To Katrinas' dismay, however, that blade belonged to Sweet Tooth,
"Doesn't matter what he stole from them," said the clown, "but if you take that girls' tit, I'll take your head and stuff it in my ice box." Grimm growled, and slowly dragged the teeth of his sawaway from under her breast, drawing a small dribble of blood from the mass of flesh, making Katrina hiss in pain.
"So what? You got a soft spot for these kids?" Grimm asked the clown.
"Nah, just the white boy owes me one for helping him with that Juggernaut earlier, and the girl..." the clown chuckled darkly, "...maybe I want to put her in my ice box myself!" Katrina whimpered at the clown, and Damon struggled harder than before,
"That wasn't the damn deal Shaggy 2 Douche!" Sweet Tooth led Grimm away from Katrina, and made the masked men release her, Damon and the mechanics,
"Maybe not...but after tomorrow, if she survives..." Sweet Tooth turned to Damon, smiling evilly beneath his mask, "...she's mine!" Sweet Tooth them shoved Grimm away, smacking him with the flat of his blade, "For now, get the hell on out of here! We'll see each other in Death Valley tomorrow!" Grimm stumbled back to his bike, and he and his masked followers got onto their motorcycles, riding away. Sweet Tooth then walked away, no doubt aiming for his ice cream truck, but not before pausing once more, turning back to Damon, "And by the way, you two better hope it's me that makes it across the finish line tomorrow," he warned, "because if you two wind up being the ones across that finish line, I don't think either of you will have the balls to kill each other in the final round." The killer clown then walked away, leaving Damon to give Katrina a look of concern while the former Goddess stared at the ground...
A/N: This is hopefully the next to last chapter for the Twisted Metal subarc, because admittedly, this isn't my favorite subarc, BUT I am pressing forward no matter what, because after this, the story should pick back up to a good pace. Until then, let's just keep the story rolling!
