Hey, Mr. Nibbles Esq. reporting. I've really been pumping these out. I'm getting into the characters and the plot is on the verge of its expansion.
As always, I do not own Warhammer or MLaaTR. I also warn ye with a weak heart. This is a graphic, vulgar and in some cases, sexual story.
Enjoy Chapter IV, C&C all that jazz:
Jenny sat nervously in front of restaurant, the moon radiant. She clutched her hand bag with tearing force, her date was to be here soon and she had no idea what to do. She thought about asking her mom, but she wouldn't help her. Her mother wasn't the most hospitable person when it came to these subjects, and she was extremely hostile toward Jenny. Jenny knew she should feel guilty about doing all of this work behind her back, and she knew that once she got this procedure tomorrow, there would be no turning back. The moment her mother finds out, Jenny will be kicked out of her home for sure. Maybe Gerardo was right, maybe she wasn't ready for this procedure. Maybe she did need to wait for the right man and make sure that he loved her for who she is first.
Jenny leaned against a planter outside of the marvelous restaurant. She wore a deep purple/bluish dress that ruffled at the bottom, and a suede, navy blue jacket was over that, mainly for looks. Her shoes were those odd Chucks that went up to her shins, these too were navy blue. She looked off into the distance, pondering thought. The light from the doorway into the dining house was hitting her at a near perfect angle. This caught the eye of a very lucky man.
"Jenny?" Spoke the harp "Is that you?"
She turned to her right to see a suave looking gentleman approach from the shadows. He wore an all black suit with a red tie. His small sunglasses, which matched his tie, sat on the end of his nose, barely cresting the bottom of his gorgeous, deep-blue eyes. His hair had been slicked back, and a black fedora sat atop of his head. Jenny smiled at her date.
"Hey, Ben." She said, her voice increasing in pitch.
"You- you look beautiful." Ben said approaching the teenage robot, and grabbing her hand, her face flushed blue "Shall we go in?"
She just smiled and nodded, letting him lead the way. He opened the door for her and took off his hat as he entered, real classy. The chrome, faceless android stood behind the podium at the doorway.
"Table for two? It will be a thirty minute wait." Spoke the machine emotionlessly
"We have a reservation, under Johnson." Said Ben with confidence, almost as if he were concentrating on his words
The robot stared blankly into space before looking back at the tall man and the machine girl that held his arm.
"Ah, yes, Johnson, right this way." The robot grabbed two menus and rolled on a single wheel that met where a human's feet would be, leading the couple to a table in the center of the restaurant.
"Wow, I didn't know you made reservations." Said Jenny, looking up at her tall date.
He simply angled his eyes down at her and winked, with a little smile. Jenny giggled and squeezed onto his arm more snuggly until they reached their table. He, here as well, pulled out the chair for her. Class such as this man is rarely found in a modern age. Jenny loved every minute she spent with this guy, even though she barely knew him.
"Can I get either of you anything to drink?" spoke their emotionless waiter.
"I'll take a quart of unleaded ignition fluid, if you have it." Jenny replied.
"Sadly we only have leaded." He said without such suggestion of "sadness"
"Oh, why not, I'm feeling daring tonight." The two teens laughed.
"And for you sir," the machine said.
"Just water, please. No lemon." Ben said, turning his face to see the robot waiter. He was clean shaven to the furthest extent. Not a single blemish or imperfection touched his body. Jenny bit her lip a bit as she eye balled her extremely attractive date while he wasn't looking.
Over the next hour, the two talked about everything. Slowly Jenny began to find out things about this amazing character, most things of which, they shared unmistakable parallels. They both liked classic rock, they both thought the Who was the shit, despite its unfathomable age, they both were very optimistic, they both trash talked the Crust cousins, they both laughed at each other's wit. It was as if they were made for each other.
Shortly their food had come and they began on their dishes. Jenny didn't order much, a piece of grilled chicken and a side of vegetables; he ordered a chef's salad. Both hardly touched their meals, Jenny didn't eat much anyway, she only needed one bite for her artificial taste-buds to sense the ingredients and determine the flavor. He seemed to dislike his meal, for every bite he took, his face wrier. He also seemed to be strangely enthralled with Jenny. Just by the way he occasionally brushed his hand against her own and, in some cases, held it.
"So the guy stood about four feet above me, right?" told Jenny about her adventures during Cluster Prime counter-invasion, "He had these wicked sharp talons that, like, took out half a platoon. And I caught one as it swung at me, lifted him up and punched right through his thorax. The entire company I was leading just stared at me like, 'what the fuuuck?' True story."
The two laughed.
"Wow, Jen, you're amazing." Said the man opposite her, sweetly
"Nah, it's just what I was made to do," she said modestly "Now that it's all over, I now have the chance to live like a normal teenager's life. You know, hang with friends without worrying about an alien invasion, deal with all of that high school mellow-drama… maybe have a boyfriend?"
She put an affliction on the word boyfriend, and looked at him with a suggestive smile. He smiled back.
"I think that can be arranged." He responded, causing a mild blushing in Jenny's cheeks.
Suddenly, Ben's watch began to beep.
"Oh crap," he said looking at it and pressing a button to stop the alarm. "Its 9:00, our movie is at 9:15. We need to leave."
"Well we already paid, let's book it." Said Jenny.
"Sounds good," he stood up, and then stumbled, grabbing his stomach for a second "Actually, just go wait outside, I'll be out there in like 1 minute"
"Okay, but don't leave me waiting." She said cutely.
"I could never do that." He said turning with haste to the men's room
Ben lifted his head from the toilet, spitting saliva and vomit from his mouth. His pallet was now raw from such harsh, exotic foods.
"Damn food." He said standing up "This is fine cuisine?"
"Is everything satisfactory, sir?" spoke a menial droid that manned the restroom.
"Yea," Ben lied "Just peachy."
He stepped out of the stall and looked at his watch as he removed it. He'd been in the stall for 2 minutes and 12 seconds. Good timing. He quick pushed up his sleeves and washed his hands and face, gargling water. He felt a presence behind him and looked up to at the mirror to tell the drone to back off again.
His eyes widened as he noticed the figure was indeed not a droid at all. It was a tall being, armored in red armor, with a massive, smooth, white backpack. The being had a coned helm of white and its expressionless visor was red. Its glowing green lenses peered angrily at him through the reflection. He was tall, taller than Ben.
"Are you enjoying your date?" boomed the figure, sarcastically.
"Yes," responded Ben, looking back down to rinse his hands "Yes I am."
"Mistress Ayala grows tiresome of your lack of urgency. She wonders if your prolonged stay with the Mon'kei have proven damaging to your mental and physical health." The warrior spoke elegantly, almost harp-like
"Does she?" he said grabbing a towel from then now destroyed service-droid and drying his hands. "That's sweet of her to care."
"Listen, vermin," challenged the warrior "I do not know the path of the seer but I know that you are going down one that is more than likely the path of the failure. I do not tolerate failure. You shall succeed or by the decree of Mistress Ayala I am granted the honor of performing martial law on you."
"No, you listen, Fortunatus." Growled Ben, casting his towel to the floor "This girl is actually falling for Ben, and she thinks he feels the same way. I'm not like you, I have a heart. I can't necessarily befriend a girl, ask her on a date and reveal the lies I've been spitting the entire time I've known her, now can I?"
"Ideological customs of this planet were to be cast aside for this-"
"Tell Ayala I'm working on it." Ben angrily turned heel and stormed out of the bathroom, the door swung out, the one called Fortunatus peered at him through bright green lenses. The door swung in, and the figure was gone.
After allowing Jenny to fly them to the movie theater, via her pigtail-rockets, the two finally arrived at their destination. They got into the movie right after the previews had ended. Jenny was a little bummed that she missed her favorite part of going to the movies. Ben sensed this upset aura and placed the middle armrest up, moving in close to her. She liked that, and laid her head happily on her date's shoulder. A bittersweet smile appeared on the face of the one called Ben.
The movie was pathetic, even though Ben had seen it before. One of those feel-good, romantic-comedy, date movie types. The kind you see only to cuddle up and make out with the person you're with. He noticed that several other couples were doing just that, as did Jenny. She lightly caressed his hand, in a suggestive manner, without taking her eyes off of the screen. He wrapped his arm around her and essentially put her in his lap.
They movie was at the "first kiss" scene, the couple's eyes met, their longing for each other proven despite all of the "comical mishaps" of the entire first act. Jenny looked up at him, her eyes were too longing, he began to feel an intense guilt shot up his spine, as well as primal desire.
"Hey," she whispered "This is lame."
"What?" he asked, worried he had offended her
"This movie. Let's go movie hop into something R rated" said Jenny with a wink
She stood up, holding Ben's hand, and exited out of the theater. They passed a couple that were practically dry humping in the middle of the movie theater. Jenny caught view of it, and as they passed he arm instinctively tightened on Ben's hand. Her immense strength could have broken his hand, and arm even, easily. But it didn't, because it wasn't that kind of squeeze. It was a signal.
As they walked around the surprisingly barren theater, they found a movie that suited their tastes. It was a remake of an old black and white sci-fi movie. He'd seen it before too; he's seen this movie a lot in particular. The protagonist was attempting to escape from his own friends as their minds were taken over by aliens. He didn't know who to trust, they all acted the same, and all looked the same. But on the inside they were different; they were unjust, and evil. The movie was just gruesome; people were mindlessly throwing themselves onto the armored van of the protagonist and ending their lives for the sake of a greater cause. They were blinded, loyal, devout, and void of free will. Ben clenched Jenny's hand hard this time. He had forgotten that they had been holding hands throughout the whole movie. She looked at him, with a bit of worry on her face.
"Are you okay?" she whispered.
"Yea." He responded "Just got a little spooked"
She laughed a bit, only to receive an angered "shush" from the crowd.
"You? Scared? I find that hard to believe."
"Why is that?"
"Well," Jenny took a second to collect her thoughts. "You're strong, and smart, and very level headed. You don't seem to me like the type who gets spooked over a scary movie."
"Yea, I guess so." He said
Sometimes it's the subtle things that terrify us the most. He thought.
"What was that?" said Jenny innocently.
A bead of sweat traces Ben's forehead as he realized what he did. He quickly recovered.
"Huh? I didn't say anything." This was true, not with his mouth at least.
"Oh, could have sworn I heard something." She said,
A few moments passed before she laid her head on his shoulder yet again. Her hand lightly stroked his arm. Yet another droplet fell from his face. This time, it was an escaped tear.
I'm sorry. He though, keeping it to himself this time.
The couple left the movie theatre quite pleased. Jenny had never had a better evening in her life, and she wasn't prepared to let it end so soon.
"Hey, you want to go to the park?" she asked.
"Forgive me for answering a question with a question," retorted Ben "Aren't you supposed to be home by a certain time?"
"Oh, don't be such a stuffy;" she said, tugging on his arm "Live a little. Be a teenager."
He smiled at her well thought out advice, and decided to embrace such an opportunity. Begrudgingly, but he still embraced it.
"Okay." He said.
"Awesome! Just think of it as a… short cut."
She giggled and led him to Tremorton Park. It was a vast, grassy knoll that stretched for a mile or so. Ben remembered such scenery such as this back home. He was young, but he remembered it being beautiful. The brief time he spent with his family, before it all ended…. Before his home was robbed from him.
The two held hands and strolled through the park for the better part of an hour. They didn't say too much, just talked about how beautiful the night was, how the temperature was perfect, and how huge the moon was. After a while they ended up at the end of the park. A series of domestic buildings lay in front of them.
"Through here." Jenny said leading Ben into an alley way, suspicion drew upon Ben's face.
She playfully pulled him close to her and against a wall and pressed him close to her, his heart thudded against her chest. Even as tall as she was, Jenny still needed to look up at Ben. Their eyes met and they held the gaze for a few brief moments before Jenny spoke again.
"Listen," she said "I want to tell you that…. that you're the first guy to ever make me feel this way. I don't quite know how I feel, but I know when I'm around you… you make all the pains I've endured go away."
Ben smiled; he saw the look of longing and romance in her eyes and could no longer fight the primal urges that lay dormant within him. He caressed her leg, lifting it slightly. She moaned a bit as he sucked on her neck, one of the straps to her dress fell off her shoulder and onto her arm. She raised her leg up more as her heat and pressure sensors went into overload, a sensation that can only be described as pleasure. He backed away and looked at her again. Her face was flushed and lustful. The bluish shade that colored her cheeks slowly began to fade as he pursed his lips and moved his head close to hers. She closed her eyes and moved forward slightly, waiting for their lips to meet.
Only centimeters away from her first kiss, the high beams of a vehicle penetrated the dark privacy of the alleyway. The two reeled back and squinted attempting to block the lights that came from the vehicle that now honked at them. A short, white haired woman poked her head out of the grey and blue van.
"XJ-9!" shouted the woman, "Get your posterior in the van, now!"
"What the hell mom?" said Jenny.
"NOW!" shouted Nora
Jenny looked over at Ben, her face was extremely disappointed. Ben felt a bit of relief yet, disappointment as well. What was becoming of him? Why was his will so weak for this girl?
"I have to go." She said looking away from him.
"Oh," he said, his discontent obvious, "I guess I'll see you when I see you."
"Yea, see ya." Said Jenny, leaving his grip and dragging her feet to her mother's car
As he watched the beautiful, metallic girl begrudgingly move to the van, he thought long and hard. His instincts that he had suppressed for so long had been brought out by one girl. One very special girl. She wasn't like others. She was… real.
"Jenny!" Shouted Ben running up to her before she opened the van door, "Wait!"
She turned to face him, but before she could register what was happening, he was upon her. His hands wrapped around her face and head and pulled her close to him. His lips met hers in a way that rendered her speechless and motionless. She didn't know how to react, his lips were warm and soft, her feelings were strong. All she could do and wanted to do was close her eyes, wrap her arms around his neck and lift her leg in attempt to kiss him back at his level.
They held each other, their lips locked in an endless romanticism, for what seemed like an eternity. Suddenly the horn honked again and Nora began yelling at Jenny through the open window. She pulled away and looked at him, with a great passion she said goodbye, and then hugged him tight despite the shouts of her aggravated mother.
"Goodbye, Jen." Said Ben as he watched the girl, he had just passionately kissed enter the vehicle "See you Monday."
She smiled sadly at him, and her mother scowled at him. The van peeled away from the alley and sped away. Ben watched until the Van was clearly out of site, and then his smile faded into a sorrowful, yet hateful face. His eyes welted up with tears he had been so well controlling up until now. A radio somewhere in the alley played the song he had heard Monday, Behind Blue Eyes. It sang:
No one knows what it's like.
Ben punched the wall and angrily flung his body throughout the hallway, sobbing uncontrollably. The words "I'm sorry" kept running through his head as he realized how terrible a person he had just become.
To be the bad man.
He made this girl think he loved her, and honestly, he didn't even know how he felt. He only was definite that he was not only a failure to his people, but a deceitful bastard as well.
To be the sad man.
Ben fell down against the wall, broken. He ran his arms through his greasy, slicked back hair. Tears dropped to the concrete beneath him. What have I done? He thought.
Behind blue eyes.