Fuzzybootz
Hari
Iracebeth
JumbusThere was a brief moment of silence as the knife was pushed up against Zvikas’s neck and Kelly’s demands were made clear enough, neither of them making a move. Being in such close proximity of him now, the aroma of his aftershave filled her nose, which had the slightly familiar, yet pleasant scent of rum spice and bayberry leaves. Certainly not a widely used combination among men she had met, but generally preferred by those of European descent and a more classical taste.
“This is absolutely not the way I intended for our meeting to go, Miss Denver.” The doctor’s tone came very even and calm, showing no signs of hostility or apprehension. “However, you are in control of the situation now, and so I will do as you ask.”
Doctor Zvikas slowly raised his arm and gave a signal that indicated to the guards to lower their weapons and desist, which they did rather reluctantly, but continued to monitor the situation from their vantage points.
“Now, Miss Denver, since you are obviously unaware of the exit, allow me to lead the way. I’ll keep my hands in sight and you can hold onto that steak knife if it helps ease any tension.”
She gave him an acknowledging nudge forward, and the doctor began walking at an even stride, leaving the courtyard and heading along the rear wall of the building, with Kelly only inches in tow. The nearby guards kept their distance as they tracked both her and doctor closely, yet the dogs wildly barked and carried on as though they were ready to pounce any moment, breaking the otherwise quiet evening. Kelly could feel a foreign instinct building up inside, one of which prodded her into wanting to attack, to lash out at anyone or anything in her way. Gasping momentarily, she fought it, pushing it down as much as she could as she continued walking.
“Now that we have each other’s undivided attention...” The doctor said in a matter-of-fact tone, his eastern european accent smooth and calm as always. “...Let us speak plainly.” He paused for a moment, then continued. “You’re hurting, Miss Denver, and you know this. You have a disease which you are completely unaware of and it has been eating at you for some time now. This anomaly has kept you from the woman you once were and is seemingly pushing itself further to the surface.”
Kelly found herself rapidly blinking her a eyes a few times to refocus, as her vision seemed to waver and her head began feeling light as air, making it a bit more difficult to concentrate on what he was saying. The doctor’s words crept into her ears and she knew them to be true, but what was it that he wasn’t telling her? What did he know of this “anomaly”, and was it really infact a “disease” as he so eloquently stated. She could feel her strides slowing and her steps heavy and clumsy. She wanted so badly at that point to curse the guy out, but the words seemed to escape her tongue as she propped herself against the wall.
“Are we feeling okay, Miss Denver?” Doctor Svikas turned to look at her with an expressionless face, cocking his head a bit as though he were intrigued by something.
“Impressive. Although, I suppose you shouldn’t have eaten so quickly.” He said with a slight smirk. “But you were rather famish, no?”
Her body weakened and she dropped the knife from her grip, as she slowly slid down the wall and collapsed onto her back in the soft, moist grass. Kelly’s mind was filled with a mixture of her senses all at once, each slamming into the next, muddling up her surroundings, and blurring that which used to be clear. She gazed up at the doctor who was now kneeling over her, his fingers examining her neck for a pulse, as his voice and words became nearly indistinguishable.
“Sir, we found the other one in the garage.” An unidentifiable voice said from a few feet away, but out of her line of sight. “We have her contained.”
Kelly’s world went dark.
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Sound, smell, and taste was all she had to work with for the moment, as a short burst of electricity awoke Kelly’s mind and body, followed by the heckling of two disgusting voices that were vaguely familiar. Her head hurt, but it was manageable, and she found herself blindfolded, gagged, and wrists and feet secured tightly to a cold metal armchair. She picked up the scent of terrible body odor mixed with vodka, as well as the humming of what could be a generator of some kind.
“Aw, the little pup is awake I think.” A voice said in a condescending tone.
“Well she should be, it’s been like four of five hours now” Said the other with a gruff voice. “And to think I was going to introduce her to my man-sized stromboli.”
“Hah, more like a damn dill pickle, dumbass.” The other snorted.
“Hey, fuck you Dan, just because you don’t have a dick, don’t mean you gotta hate. So why don’t you go back into storage and grab us another bottle of Stoli’s, so me and this bitch can have some private time…” The guy snickered through his teeth, which Kelly now remembered being yellow-stained, crooked, and rotten.
“Fine, but don’t come crying to me when your cock falls off. These bitches are probably full of STDs and shit.”
She finally realized the two geniuses were the disrespectful orderlies from her room awhile back, and it seemed as though they still had free reign within the confines of the hospital. Apparently Kelly’s point wasn’t made as clearly as she thought, something she hoped to rectify soon enough no doubt.
Kelly could hear the guy sucking air through his teeth as he walked around her chair, brushing his hand across her hair, face, and chest. This sent a surge of adrenaline coursing through her body, so much so, that she could feel the thick leather strap secured to her wrist begin to loosen as her arm pulled against it.
“I’m really hoping to continue what I started back in your room…” He said, his breathing getting heavier and heart rate rising. “...and I’m gonna fuck you long and hard until you can’t walk straight any-.”
“Hey!, numbnuts!” A husky-sounding female voice called from across the room. “Why don’t you take that ‘stromboli’ of yours over here so I can bite it off and spit it back into your fucked up nasty pig face.”
“Pig face? Bitch I own you and can end your life right now if you don’t shut that whore mouth!”
“Bring it on, cowboy…”
At that moment, Kelly recognized the voice. It was that damn girl who’d promised to help her escape and instead ran off and left her having to fend for herself. She could hear the orderly’s footsteps shuffling over toward where the other girl’s voice came from.
“Yeah that’s right, step up and get in my face, asshole!” She yelled, egging the guy on.
Meanwhile, the sweat forming on Kelly’s arms made it possible for her to slid one of her hands out of the leather strap, and she quickly pulled the blindfold down from her eyes. She was sitting in the middle of a fairly large room, a single lamp hanging over her head, and small fluorescent lights - some flickering or burned out - illuminating the rest of the area. She looked over her shoulder and saw a few metal cages, about the height of an average person, lined against the brick wall, and the tattooed girl with the shaved head and the attitude, locked away in one of them.
“Come closer dickhead!” The girl continued taunting the guy, who started kicking the cage door out of anger, and just when he was within arms reach, the girl grabbed him by his shirt collar, and pulled him so violently hard that his face smashed into the bars, knocking him unconscious as she let him tumble back onto the floor.
“Well hey there” The girl said looking over at Kelly with a wry grin. “Um...no hard feelings, yeah?”
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“This is absolutely not the way I intended for our meeting to go, Miss Denver.” The doctor’s tone came very even and calm, showing no signs of hostility or apprehension. “However, you are in control of the situation now, and so I will do as you ask.”
Doctor Zvikas slowly raised his arm and gave a signal that indicated to the guards to lower their weapons and desist, which they did rather reluctantly, but continued to monitor the situation from their vantage points.
“Now, Miss Denver, since you are obviously unaware of the exit, allow me to lead the way. I’ll keep my hands in sight and you can hold onto that steak knife if it helps ease any tension.”
She gave him an acknowledging nudge forward, and the doctor began walking at an even stride, leaving the courtyard and heading along the rear wall of the building, with Kelly only inches in tow. The nearby guards kept their distance as they tracked both her and doctor closely, yet the dogs wildly barked and carried on as though they were ready to pounce any moment, breaking the otherwise quiet evening. Kelly could feel a foreign instinct building up inside, one of which prodded her into wanting to attack, to lash out at anyone or anything in her way. Gasping momentarily, she fought it, pushing it down as much as she could as she continued walking.
“Now that we have each other’s undivided attention...” The doctor said in a matter-of-fact tone, his eastern european accent smooth and calm as always. “...Let us speak plainly.” He paused for a moment, then continued. “You’re hurting, Miss Denver, and you know this. You have a disease which you are completely unaware of and it has been eating at you for some time now. This anomaly has kept you from the woman you once were and is seemingly pushing itself further to the surface.”
Kelly found herself rapidly blinking her a eyes a few times to refocus, as her vision seemed to waver and her head began feeling light as air, making it a bit more difficult to concentrate on what he was saying. The doctor’s words crept into her ears and she knew them to be true, but what was it that he wasn’t telling her? What did he know of this “anomaly”, and was it really infact a “disease” as he so eloquently stated. She could feel her strides slowing and her steps heavy and clumsy. She wanted so badly at that point to curse the guy out, but the words seemed to escape her tongue as she propped herself against the wall.
“Are we feeling okay, Miss Denver?” Doctor Svikas turned to look at her with an expressionless face, cocking his head a bit as though he were intrigued by something.
“Impressive. Although, I suppose you shouldn’t have eaten so quickly.” He said with a slight smirk. “But you were rather famish, no?”
Her body weakened and she dropped the knife from her grip, as she slowly slid down the wall and collapsed onto her back in the soft, moist grass. Kelly’s mind was filled with a mixture of her senses all at once, each slamming into the next, muddling up her surroundings, and blurring that which used to be clear. She gazed up at the doctor who was now kneeling over her, his fingers examining her neck for a pulse, as his voice and words became nearly indistinguishable.
“Sir, we found the other one in the garage.” An unidentifiable voice said from a few feet away, but out of her line of sight. “We have her contained.”
Kelly’s world went dark.
-----------------------------------------------------
Sound, smell, and taste was all she had to work with for the moment, as a short burst of electricity awoke Kelly’s mind and body, followed by the heckling of two disgusting voices that were vaguely familiar. Her head hurt, but it was manageable, and she found herself blindfolded, gagged, and wrists and feet secured tightly to a cold metal armchair. She picked up the scent of terrible body odor mixed with vodka, as well as the humming of what could be a generator of some kind.
“Aw, the little pup is awake I think.” A voice said in a condescending tone.
“Well she should be, it’s been like four of five hours now” Said the other with a gruff voice. “And to think I was going to introduce her to my man-sized stromboli.”
“Hah, more like a damn dill pickle, dumbass.” The other snorted.
“Hey, fuck you Dan, just because you don’t have a dick, don’t mean you gotta hate. So why don’t you go back into storage and grab us another bottle of Stoli’s, so me and this bitch can have some private time…” The guy snickered through his teeth, which Kelly now remembered being yellow-stained, crooked, and rotten.
“Fine, but don’t come crying to me when your cock falls off. These bitches are probably full of STDs and shit.”
She finally realized the two geniuses were the disrespectful orderlies from her room awhile back, and it seemed as though they still had free reign within the confines of the hospital. Apparently Kelly’s point wasn’t made as clearly as she thought, something she hoped to rectify soon enough no doubt.
Kelly could hear the guy sucking air through his teeth as he walked around her chair, brushing his hand across her hair, face, and chest. This sent a surge of adrenaline coursing through her body, so much so, that she could feel the thick leather strap secured to her wrist begin to loosen as her arm pulled against it.
“I’m really hoping to continue what I started back in your room…” He said, his breathing getting heavier and heart rate rising. “...and I’m gonna fuck you long and hard until you can’t walk straight any-.”
“Hey!, numbnuts!” A husky-sounding female voice called from across the room. “Why don’t you take that ‘stromboli’ of yours over here so I can bite it off and spit it back into your fucked up nasty pig face.”
“Pig face? Bitch I own you and can end your life right now if you don’t shut that whore mouth!”
“Bring it on, cowboy…”
At that moment, Kelly recognized the voice. It was that damn girl who’d promised to help her escape and instead ran off and left her having to fend for herself. She could hear the orderly’s footsteps shuffling over toward where the other girl’s voice came from.
“Yeah that’s right, step up and get in my face, asshole!” She yelled, egging the guy on.
Meanwhile, the sweat forming on Kelly’s arms made it possible for her to slid one of her hands out of the leather strap, and she quickly pulled the blindfold down from her eyes. She was sitting in the middle of a fairly large room, a single lamp hanging over her head, and small fluorescent lights - some flickering or burned out - illuminating the rest of the area. She looked over her shoulder and saw a few metal cages, about the height of an average person, lined against the brick wall, and the tattooed girl with the shaved head and the attitude, locked away in one of them.
“Come closer dickhead!” The girl continued taunting the guy, who started kicking the cage door out of anger, and just when he was within arms reach, the girl grabbed him by his shirt collar, and pulled him so violently hard that his face smashed into the bars, knocking him unconscious as she let him tumble back onto the floor.
“Well hey there” The girl said looking over at Kelly with a wry grin. “Um...no hard feelings, yeah?”
@Xandrya