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LOCATION:
SOMEWHERE NEAR TEST VILLAGE
Unknown POV
Where the hell are we?
I rolled my head around the cab of the trunk, sobbing through the duct tape across my lips. It was so hot in here, I was sweating real bad and my own smell was starting to burn my nose. I wish I could at least brush the hair out of my face, it was falling into my eyes and making them sting. I shook my head violently, screaming when the motion made my neck hurt. So the bruises were still there.
What the hell happened to get me here? Oh right, that one dude was pretty fucking hot. That's what I get for going with looks instead of brains. But hey, who could've blamed me if they saw that man?
"Think we'll get a good price for 'er?" I heard a voice come through the window behind me.
"Nah, she isn't a virgin. They pay top dollar for virgins."
"Well which one of us ruined that?"
They both laughed and someone turned up the radio, drowning out anything else.
I sobbed again, twisting my wrists and ankles in the tight ropes they had me bound with. It hurt so fucking badly, and I knew that was blood dried on the fringe of my jeans. Why didn't I listen to mom when she told me to stay home and enjoy my little brothers' birthday? I could be eating cake and watching Family Guy right now, talking to Rachel on the phone.
But no, I had to say fuck yall and go out with Michelle and her sister Vera.
Damn I am fucking stupid.
DATE: JUNE 24, 2007
LOCATION: TEST VILLAGE
I was having me a crying fit tonight, curled in a tight ball naked as the day I was born. I wish I wasn't alone, then it wouldn't matter if I was crying. I didn't want to be alone, I just don't like being alone. I cried into my pillow, rubbing my cheeks with the heel of my hand. Tears had soaked so deeply into the pillow that there was a huge wet spot on it.
I can hear Lizard shuffling in his room, looking for something. And then I hear it, the sound of a zipper and that metal sound I hate so much. He's going hunting? I jump up, still crying and tug on my two day old jeans and a tank top. Through the tears and sobs I tie up my hair in a bun and run out the door. He was fast as always, already outside by the time I hit the bottom step. I coughed on the dust outside and grabbed onto Lizards arm, making him stop.
"What 'chu want?" he growled.
I panted, trying to catch my breath. "I want-hic- to help."
He stared down at me then turned, walking out into the desert. "You gotta ask Papa first, he's up in the hills."
I smiled and wiped at my tears, running after him. We walked for a long time, passing desert wildlife that didn't run or look at us twice. Coyotes called and desert hares scurried through our path, weaving in and out between us. I giggled, catching a glare from Lizard. I bit my lip and hurried my steps to keep up with him.
We started to climb a slope, needing to use rocks to pull ourselves up. The air was filled with my constant grunts and Lizards occasional one. At least living out here would keep me nice and toned, right? Look at the perks I guess. I wiped my eyes once more and continued climbing, sliding a little while I was trying to reach the top faster than Lizard. Somehow it was turning into a contest, one I was failing miserably. A for effort, right?
When we reached the top I hit the dirt with a grunt, closing my eyes as I faced the sky. I glared when I opened my eyes, seeing Lizard grinning down at me. I reached a hand up and he jerked me to my feet. I cringed when I felt the joint of my shoulder crack. It didn't break or anything, but damn it hurt. I rubbed my shoulder and continued to follow Lizard over to a moving blob of people. One was using its hand to gesture down the hills, and the others just kept one finger pointed down the hill.
Papa Jupiter, Pluto and Cyst (who was the one pointing down the hill, all hovered around Goggle who was just staring down into the desert with his goggles. I looked down at the desert too and saw a flickering dot off in the distance. I stood close to Lizard, rubbing my eyes. I wonder if that's a whole family down there, or if it's a couple. Are they young, old? Maybe it's just some friends looking to have a party out here. I hear a lot of people do that. If only they knew when they partied out here they'd never make it home. Maybe it was a runner like me. They'd never make it to their destination whoever they were; they'd die out here tonight.
And I would be one of the killers this time.
Lately I have taken an interest in the killing, not the human eating, just the killing. I have never been the cause of a death or an actual murderer, and I want to know how it felt. Did it feel like Goggle described it to me? Exhilarating? I didn't even know he knew that word or what it meant. The way he said it, with such affection, scared me, but I still want to know. I hope I didn't become a monster like Lizard or something, but I need to give this killing thing a quick try. There's a first time for everything right?
Papa Jupiter looked up at us when we came into view, nodding his head at Lizard then looking at me quizzically. "Why are you here Dizzy?"
Everyone looked at me, just as confused as Papa. I swallowed hard and took a hold of Lizards hand, feeling him give a quick jerk but gave up on detaching myself from him. He would not push me away, no I was here to help and I needed someone else's touch to give me courage. I wiped my eyes with my right hand and gave myself a good nod of encouragement. Goggle smiled at me behind Papa and that served to encourage me more.
"I'd like to help with the hunt."
Pluto, Cyst and Papa stared at me incredulously, well as much as Pluto could. I kept my chin up, staring down the small appendage to Papa Jupiter. He seemed to think it over, never meeting my eyes. Cyst hissed and stepped around Papa, showing anger towards me for the first time.
"How the hell could you help us? You're probably just looking for a way out of here so you can rat us out. How could we trust you to stay?"
I felt Lizard tense up in my hand for some reason and squeezed his hand reflexively. I was not going anywhere. "You can't trust me. No one can trust me, but if I wanted to leave I wouldn't have came all the way fucking out here to help kill people. No one was watching me tonight so I could have just slipped out of the village and went on my merry way to the next town. Plus if I got to another town I'd be incarcerated as well if I ratted you people out. I would be an accomplice or whatever you wanna call me."
Papa finally nodded and I relaxed. "So, how do you plan on pulling this off?"
I grinned, wiping the tears under my eyes. It was getting rather annoying, the sob I was holding in. you know when you have to cough but you're in the middle of class and don't want to draw attention to yourself so you hold it in? Yeah, that's what it feels like.
"Well I'm not sure, what do you think I should do?" I let go of Lizards hand.
Papa thought for a few moments, looking at all of us, before he eyes me again. "Well you could distract one of them, let us take them out separately. It's much quicker, more fun. Of course since this is your first time out you'll get to kill whichever you choose."
I nodded, giddy with excitement, and listened to Papa while he talked to the other. I knew someone would have questioned me about my past life eventually if I left. I know here some ones going to ask me about why I was running and all that. To both my answer would be the same: I don't remember. Truth is I don't want to remember. It's such a delicate subject and I'm afraid if I or someone else touches on it it'll break, shatter.
Out there, on the road, I was always afraid of that, or being caught. At every motel I stopped in, every rest stop I hid in, I was afraid someone would recognize me and turn me in to the authorities. Traveling like I did was very dangerous, and to a point I'm glad these mutants got a hold of me. They saved me from serious jail time.
I stepped towards Goggle, crouching down beside him. "Can I borrow those?"
He looked at skeptically, even though he had been on my side moments ago. I guess he was rather protective of his goggle. Ha, cliché. I wonder if Goggle has another name, or did he abandon that to with his childhood innocence?
He finally handed them to me and I moved in front of him, my back pressed against his chest as I viewed down at our victims. There was a large truck parked next to a blazing fire, looking through the goggles I realized the fire is larger than I thought it was. There were two people on the side of the truck, facing the fire. Two men in flannel shirts and unbuttoned jeans; they laughed and clinked beers, knocking back what was left of the drinks before throwing them into the sand. I would have to get those later. No sense in mixing glass with blood, that was just horrible.
I handed Goggle his goggles back and slinked over to Lizards side, facing Papa. "It's two drunken men, I can handle that."
"Ok, Lizard you take Dizzy down to an area nearby. Pluto and I'll come from different directions to ambush them after Dizzy catches them off guard and lures them away from the fire some," Papa instructed. "Cyst, you go back to the village and watch the village in case one of them gets away and finds the place. Goggle you radio Cyst if anything happens."
I was greatly surprised by Papa's language use. It was rather intelligent. Sure he had that growling voice and it occasionally shifted from sophisticated to slang, but overall it was. I would have to ask him about that language thing later, right now I just wanted to do this killing thing.
Lizard started to lead me down through the hills, with the incline this time all we really had to do was slide. I continued to wipe tears from my eyes, letting small sniffles and sobs out as we went. I needed to let it out, it was starting to make my chest hurt. Once we hit the bottom of the hills Lizard and I walked, me brushing my fingers against his. He would flinch away from me but put no distance between us.
We stopped by a thicket of bushes, thick enough to hide us, but not obscure our view of the men. I could hear their disgusting drunken banter and pulled my lips back over my teeth. They had a girl in the covered cab, a live one, one they were going to sell in Mexico. Disgusting vermin. I am glad I can help take this filth off the face of this earth.
"Jus' do whateva' it is ya gonna do and don' drag this out," Lizard hissed in my ear.
I nodded and stood, but not before grinding some dirt into my bloody tank top. Yes the one from the very first day. I stumbled to the road and started towards them until they could see me. I could see a smile on one of their faces and growled to myself while I jogged. Lucky fuckers, I didn't have a bra on. I stopped beside the closes one to the fire. He wore a green flannel shirt and a smug look on his face. I gave my best smile and puff out my chest. My smile was not the 'trust me' smile, it was the 'I'd fuck you' smile. It worked and he stood, towering over me.
"Hi there little lady, what are you doing way out here?" his accent was thick with something, I just couldn't put my finger on it.
I giggled like I was impressed with him for some reason, then frowned as if I remembered my problem. "Well you see I was trying to get to the gas station a few miles up the road when my truck broke down. Do you think you could give me a ride?"
"I don't know, that's an awful lot of trouble for me…" he faked thought.
"Please, I would do…anything for a ride."
His face lit up at the mention of anything. Disgusting. He looked back at his friend, licking his lips in a smug way before he turned back to stare down at me. Did he even notice the blood stains on my shirt? Nope, probably just noticed my nipples sticking through the fabric. It was fucking cold out here.
"Well I think we can work something out."
I smiled again. "Oh thank you, where you uh…wanna go to work out our deal?" I bounced my hip like they do in the movies.
"Right this way."
We walked around the truck and he started to undo his belt, leaning back against the door, but I stopped him with a hand on his. He looked at me in confusion before looking above me at the owner of the heavy footsteps behind me. I knew it was Pluto, all he saw was a monster. He didn't scream, he was too scared to make any noise besides a squeak. I laughed maniacally when I saw Papa Jupiter chasing his friend out into the desert, a pointed stick in his hands, and grabbed the man by the collar, jerking him down to my level.
"Thought you'd get to fuck me?"
He stuttered, scared shitless of the behemoth behind me. I watched Papa dragging the man down with the stick through his chest and laughed like a crazy woman again.
"Answer me boy!"
He swallowed and I held my hand back for Pluto to hand me his axe, then the guy really started to spout nonsense. "No, we were going to just help you! Really!"
My face went blank and I backed away from the guy, pushing him back against his truck. The idiot didn't run and that made me laugh again. I watched Lizard crawling across the hood of the guys truck and snorted, watching Lizard jump down from the roof. He straddled the guy, pointed a pistol at the guys forehead, howling when the guy coughed up blood. The guy opened his eyes, fear in those amber eyes as he looked between Lizard and I,
"Can I do it?" I licked my lips.
I could feel the anticipation building up, that need to get the fix I wanted. It was starting to boil over, the steam rising to burn my skin and sinking into me only making me want more.
Lizard actually thought about it, which I thought was hilarious. Here we are, hovering over a strange fearful man and he has to think about who gets to kill him. Lizard nodded and stood, stepping back from the man, who still didn't get up. He just raised his hands to his chest, his eyes conveying something I didn't understand.
Then he seemed to realize something and pointed a finger at me, while I raised the pointed end of the axe into the air. "You're Ellen Carmen," he whispered.
The fire crackled in my eyes and I drove the point home, straight through his brain. He gurgled, his eyes rolling back into his head, and a bubble of blood popped against his teeth to splatter his lips and cheeks. I wiped the blood off of my arms and face from the axe spraying brain matter everywhere and jerked aforementioned axe from the dead man's skull, succeeding in spraying more blood on me. Guess I'd need to take a shower tonight. Or morning. Whatever, it was pretty late when we left the house.
I bent down and dug through the dead man's pockets, then shuffled around the truck to where Papa Jupiter was trying to get his stick out of the other mans chest. I searched through this one's pants, finding the keys I was looking for. I walked over to the truck, finding the right key to unlock the cab over the back of the truck, finding the girl inside. I covered my mouth and looked down , tears falling into the dirt. I wiped those away and asked for Pluto's help. He ripped off the cover and I climbed inside to untie the girls' hands and ankles.
She was pretty, prettier than I could ever hope to be. Her body was curvaceous, her long torso covered in a purple tube top and a navel ring. She was also wearing blood spattered jeans and ragged sandals. Her copper colored hair was fanned around her, wavy and also covered in blood. Her left cheek was swollen and black, her front teeth were sort of chipped and her nose had a trail of dried blood dying at her perfect lips.
When I got her untied I told Pluto to get her, which he did and I started to shuffle behind him, sad. They took this beautiful girl, they took her and beat er senseless then decided to sell her in Mexico. I bet they raped her to. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself. Was it the cold of the desert or the abuse of an innocent that was making me shake? I could be either or. Maybe both, but the abuse was the main one. It hurts to know the same thing had happened to someone I left behind. I felt like a monster. A horrible monster.
