Chapter 3: 6 Months
Two weeks after 'Zona had been implanted with Rho, North stopped by and knocked on her door. He hadn't seen her all day, which was an achievement considering the close proximity in which the Freelancer's worked constantly. "'Zona, is everything alright?" He questioned, hearing someone sniffle on the other side of the door.
"No, it isn't…" Came 'Zona's choked reply, as she unlocked the door to let him in.
As North stepped inside, he quickly wrapped her in a hug as she sobbed against him. He had no idea what this was about, but he hated seeing her like this. "Shh… It's alright babe…" He soothed, rubbing her back as he knocked the door shut with his foot. "Now, what's wrong?"
'Zona looked away, unable to bring herself to tell North as she cried. After a few moments, she finally looked up at him. "Rho… They removed him. Apparently his 'attitude was unbecoming of a member of the Project during missions.'" She quoted bitterly, holding him close.
"How can I help?" North asked softly, looking pleadingly at her.
"You can't." 'Zona responded coldly, emotions in turmoil as she attempted to come to terms with the loss of her partner.
Leaning forwards, North kissed her, gently moving their bodies closer to the bed. 'Zona returned the kiss, tears beginning to dry as her boyfriend soothed her pain. He reached behind her back, grasping at the seals on her undersuit as he slid it down. Blushing heavily, 'Zona shot him a glance full of wariness and trust at once, but allowed it to happen. He quickly rid himself of his own undersuit, moving forwards to squeeze one of her breasts gently, starting to kiss down her neck.
"North…" 'Zona spoke breathlessly, not feeling entirely agreeable with what he was doing despite her bodies needs.
"What?" He questioned innocently, squeezing the tit just hard enough to send a ripple of pleasure through her body.
With a sigh, 'Zona pulled North's body close to her, feeling his member press against her stomach due to how much taller he was. "Nothing…" She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his head down to kiss him.
Once she did, North took that opportunity to push her down onto the bed, slowly pushing his member into her tight body. "Oh babe, yes…"
Crying out in pain, 'Zona began to writhe under him as she felt him slowly penetrating her. "No! North, quit it, you're hurting me!" She kept struggling as he continued plowing into her, pleasure overriding his sense of morality. "Please, I didn't want this much!"
"Just enjoy the ride, it's not like everyone gets this." North replied, thrusting into her fully and stealing her virginity in one go. 'Zona shrieked in pain as she felt his too large cock stretching her to the max.
"North, fucking quit it!" She shouted, grunting in pain as North began to rock back and forth into her body.
He ignored her, moaning as he gripped her hips and used that to pull himself back into her even faster. Gripping the bed sheet's tightly, 'Zona cursed as his speed increased, pumping his length into her.
As North continued his campaign, 'Zona slowly felt the pain diminish and pleasure building inside her, against her will. Oh God, please no. Not this… She wanted to cry as she bit her lips, forcing her moan back in as she felt the large member sliding back and forth inside her.
"You know you want to, just go ahead…" North mumbled, slowing his thrusting down just enough to leave her body wanting more. Involuntarily, 'Zona's hips bucked forwards, recapturing his length in her folds with a low moan. "That's more like it!" He exclaimed, renewing his efforts as he pumped into her.
Fuck you! She cried out in her head, but a long moan escaped her lips as she felt the pleasure rolling through her body. 'Zona wanted to scream as she felt her body betraying her, toes curling as she felt herself tighten up around North's member. With a shriek of unwanted pleasure, 'Zona arched upwards on the bed as she reached her climax, feeling disgusted with herself.
North pulled out of her just in time as he reached his own orgasm, his member shooting warm semen onto her breasts and stomach. "…Told you it would be fun…" He spoke breathlessly, slumping down next to her on the bed.
'Zona didn't speak, attempting to process what the hell had just occurred in her room. "Whatever you say." She finally said, turning and laying underneath her covers, attempting to wipe off the semen on her body. I swear to god, if I didn't love him, his ass would be mounted on the wall by now! She thought, face reddening as she saw North watch her attempting to clean her naked form.
"I love you." North finally spoke, obliviously smiling at her as he tucked himself under the covers next to her and closed his eyes to rest.
A few moments passed, as 'Zona waited until North's breathing slowed before replying. "Love you too…" She whispered, crawling out of the bed to slip back into her under armor. 'Zona reached into the closet, pulling out each piece of her black and purple armor, attempting to place it on as quietly as possible.
As fast as she could, 'Zona set into a full blown sprint towards the training room. Upon arrival, she noticed that it was occupied by one other Freelancer, one in blue armor. Florida, Arkansas, hell, even if it's Carolina, they better stay the hell out of my way! She stormed over to the closest target range, ripping the sniper rifle off the rack and cocking a bullet into the chamber violently.
Ark glanced over in surprise at the level of anger emanating from 'Zona as she shot down each target quickly, only pausing when she was forced to reload her gun. Holy shit, what's got her in a huff? He put it out of his mind however, when more holographic targets flew around him, forcing him to get back to work.
Every shot 'Zona fired either landed through their heads or through the groin on the holographic simulation troopers, running amok on the target range. She grit her teeth, determined to ignore the rising pain from below as she slapped a fresh clip in. "FILSS, change the sim trooper colors to purple, now." 'Zona growled, taking aim as the color's alternated from the mixed hues of red and blue to a dark purple, similar to what North wore, minus the green highlights.
"Hey, is everything okay?" Ark questioned cautiously, walking to stand by 'Zona's side as she fired round after round through their groins.
"Just. Peachy." 'Zona accentuated each word with the crack of her sniper rifle, shooting a glare at Ark through her visor when she looked up from her targets to reload. "Got a problem with that, Arkansas?"
He held his hands up, noting the anger flowing off her in waves. "No problem, just didn't want to let a teammate run around upset without at least trying to help out." Ark murmurs, "Not to mention I care about you…"
Not hearing the last bit, she nodded sharply and finished reloading, propping her rifle up against her should and taking aim. "Good for you." 'Zona replied sharply, firing once more into the crowd of holograms.
Ark sighed, looking down. "Well if you want someone to talk to, I'll be here." On that, he turned and walked out of the training room.
'Zona rolled her eyes inside her helmet, not pausing at all as she reloaded and continued her killing spree. "Whatever."