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sareenademon · 4 years ago

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Bi Fang and Havik create mischief together! fluffy/weird/concerning

(Btw Havik might be a lil OOC or he might not be bc he’s the biggest wildcard in the mk universe.)

Bi Fang is the son of Bi Han and Sareena: Info on him (btw Bi Fang is inspired from Richie Tozier from Stephen Kong’s It, he curses a lot)

Once Noob Saibot got redeemed and rejoined the Lin Kuei he cut ties with all of his evil associates. This included Havik. Well kinda.

They don’t consider each other enemies and Havik still considers Bi Han his bestfriend! And sometimes he’ll randomly insert himself back into his life to cause a bit of chaos. He’s more of an annoyance to Bi Han if anything.

(Bi Fang is 10 at this point. And this before he meets Satoshi and Liu Jerrod)

Years later, when Havik found out that Bi Han has a son he became curious.

So, he decided to pay the boy a visit and meet him!

For a day, he stalked Bi Fang from a far.

Havik realized how powerful Bi Fang could be. The boy shared the DNA of a cryomancer and a demon. His ice powers could be legendary. It could be powerful enough to one day kill that bastard Hotaru.

He also realized how different Bi Fang was from his father.

Unlike Bi Han, Fang has a great sense of humor! Havik finds the boy’s pranks on the other Lin Kuei members to be hilarious! But he also notices the boy’s loneliness. He sees how the other children of the Lin Kuei shunned him.

So Havik decides he should take the boy out for some good ol, chaotic fun!

He appears to him when the boy is alone hanging out in a forest.

Havik: Hello Bi Fang, I-

Bi Fang: -AHHH! STRANGER DANGER! STRANGER DANGER!

*Havik watches as he runs away towards the temple. He quickly teleports in front of him and grabs Bi Fang and puts a hand over his mouth to stop his screaming*

Havik: I am not here to harm you! I am here to fun with you!

Bi Fang: You do realize how fuckin creepy that sounds right?!

*Havik giggles and lets him go*

Bi Fang: Who the hell are you anyways?

Havik: I am the Cleric of Chaos! Me and your father worked together back in the day.

Bi Fang: Cleric of Chaos? You sound like a bad guy to me.

Havik: Well I wouldn’t say bad..It’s of no matter. I’m here to see if you’d like to come create some mischief with me!

Bi Fang: Why would I go anywhere with a fucking weirdo like you?!

Havik knew that the boy wouldn’t go with him this way, so he decided to use a bit of manipulation.

*Havik fakes a hurt expression, faces away from Bi Fang and starts sobbing*

Bi Fang: Hey, are you...crying?

Havik: *sniffles* I-i just hoped you’d be different is all.

Bi Fang: What do you mean?

Havik: Nobody wants to be my friend! They all think I am a freak! I thought you could understand what how it feels...to be rejected because you’re different...

*Bi Fang’s suspicious expression visibly softens*

Bi Fang: I do know how it feels...I don’t have many friends either, they all think I’m a freak too...hey I’ll be your friend, just don’t cry.

*Bi Fang hugs Havik*

Havik: Oh goodie! Now let us go have some fun!

Bi Fang: Where are we going?

Havik: Hehe, to create havoc of course!

So that’s exactly what they do. Havik teleports them to America, California where their disruption of the peace begins.

They run around pranking random people and they do every prank in the book.

They Teepee people’s houses, egg people’s cars, put a flaming bag of dog shit on someone’s front porch, put Whoopi cushions on the chairs of Starbucks, put bugs in people’s food, stink bombed stores, etc.

Havoc scares passerbys by taking his head off or breaking his knee caps or turning his torso 360 degrees. Bi Fang laughs his ass off at their freaked out people’s reactions.

They made this really buff big guy scream like a little girl and they laughed until it hurt.

Havoc was so delighted that he finally had a mini me. Bi Fang was way more fun than his killjoy father and uncle.

He would make a wonderful son and heir!

Of course, the cops were soon called on them and They soon found themselves surrounded by Stryker and Kabal, and a couple other cops.

Havik: Allow me to deal with these party poopers hehehehe.

(At this time Kabal and Stryker haven’t met Bi Fang yet and they don’t know he’s the Lin Kuei grandmaster’s son)

Bi Fang cheered him on as Havik made quick work of the squad of officers but when he went to finish off Kabal and Stryker. Bi Fang quickly intervened.

Bi Fang: Stop! You’re gonna kill them!

Havik: I know! It’s going to be so much fun to watch the life leave their eyes.

Bi Fang: ...You can’t kill them...it’s-it’s wrong!

Havik: Come now, Do not be so dull! Just think of the chaos it will cause in their loved one’s lives! Hehehe!

Bi Fang: Y-you’re starting to scare me...if you kill them...I-i won’t be your friend no more.

The chaos cleric glared at Bi fang for a couple of moments before he sighed and released the two beaten officers.

He didn’t want to run the boy off yet. He still had plans for him.

Havik: Very, well...say, all this mischief is making me hungry. Let’s go get something to eat.

*Havik takes the boy’s hand and starts pulling him away from the unconscious cops*

Bi Fang: Ya, I’m kinda hungry too, but where are we gonna eat? I don’t have any money.

Havik: Hehehe, who says we’re going to pay for the food?

So they go to a McDonald’s. All the employees look terrified of Havik and they don’t dare to stop him when he walks behind the counter and starts making a McFlurry.

Bi Fang decides to follow Havik’s suit and starts taking some chicken nuggets and fries. They run out of the McDonald’s before another group of cops can arrive.

It was getting late and Bi Fang was getting sleepy so the Chaosrealmer returned Bi Fang to his home. Before leaving Bi Fang asked if they could go have fun again tomorrow. To which Havik replied, anything for his best friend.

Once Havik disappeared, Bi Fang ran into his parents on his way to his bedroom.

Let’s just say, they weren’t too happy to learn who Bi Fang has spent the day with. Especially Bi Han, who was livid that Havik had the nerve to kidnap his child.

Bi Fang: He said you two knew each other.

Bi Han: That doesn’t mean he is someone good or trustworthy! You know you shouldn’t speak to anyone that isn’t Lin Kuei! You are to never speak to that freak again! Understand?!

Bi Fang: He’s not a freak! He’s my friend, and he likes hanging out with me! Not like you!

*Bi Han is about to scream at his son but Sareena steps in*

Sareena: Bi Fang, you do not realize how dangerous that man truly is. He is most likely trying to manipulate and use you.

*Bi Fang starts tearing up*

Bi Fang: N-no! You’re wrong! He’s like me-

Bi Han: -Enough! Go to your room! And do not come out until I say so!

Bi Fang runs to his room crying. Bi Han feels a bit regretful for upsetting him so much, but he has the Chaos Cleric to deal with first.

He, Kuai Liang, and Smoke go to the Chaosrealm and face Havik. Bi Han is on Havik’s ass before he could even greet them. Bi Han is strong enough to pin the Cleric to the ground and starts choking him.

Havik: Y-you...se-em upset...with m-me, Bi Han...

Bi Han: *growls* How dare you kidnap my son! I’ll rip out your heart!

Havik: W-as...not kidnap, h-he came willing-ACH

*Bi Han tightens his hold on Havik’s throat. Kuai steps in and pull Bi Han off of the cleric*

Kuai Liang: Why did you take him to America? What scheme are you plotting Havik?

Havik: What schemes? I only wanted to show the boy some fun! Your child is a riot! He is the son I have always dreamed of! Hehehe!

*Bi Han lunges at Havik again but this time Havik evades him*

Bi Han: HE IS NOT YOUR SON! HE IS MINE!

Smoke: You expect us to believe you did this for fun?

Havik: ....Yes. Do you really expect me to make sense?

*The 3 Lin Kuei stare him for a couple moments and then look at each other*

Bi Han: I am warning you now Chaos Cleric. If you ever go near my son again I will rip apart limb from limb, and give your remains to demons and they will torture you for the rest of eternity...

Havik: Oh Bi Han, do not threaten me with a good time. Fine, I will leave your boy alone. You have my word.

*crosses his toes in his boot*

Havik was lying of course. But it was enough to get the Lin Kuei and Bi Han to return to Earthrealm.

Havik wasn’t going to give up on Bi Fang just yet. The potential of havoc that boy could unleash was amazing. Somehow, Bi Fang will become his son, and together they will plunge the realms into chaos.

(I’m gonna end it here bc it became longer than I meant it to be. Hope you enjoyed)

#havik #bi fang #bi han #sareena #kuai liang #noob saibot #sub zero #kabal #kurtis stryker #lin kuei #chaosrealm #mortal kombat #my au

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monochromemedic · 5 years ago

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Vault Gift

Visiting Vault 81 for supplies for the Railroad was always a weird trip. For one the Vault was just odd in general. Hell all Vaults were. Too clean, too much white walls and shiny floors. That and just being in a vault when you knew what Vault Tec was up to was basically like playing a fucked up game of bingo. What would it be this time? Acid in the water? Secret society of rat people? Rooms constantly on fire? Anything was on the table. But that was all about the Vaults. The people were odd too. With their clothes mostly. The vault suits were so form fitting and clingy. It left nothing to the imagination at times and other times it just made you wonder how the hell people would wear those 24/7. And with making trips to a vault with Deacon, he of course insisted on disguising himself to blend in with the crowd. ‘Puts them at ease. Way more trusting.’ Yeah whatever you say D. I sat at one of the chairs in the main hall, watching Deacon in his Vault Dweller get up (pompadour wig and light up pip boy included) talk to a man about the goods they had inside. I eyed him up from behind. Seeing every curve of his body, the lines of his back muscles, his calves, the indent of his ass- “Hey outsider lady, why are you drinking an empty bottle? You got brain rot or something?” A child asked, big eyes staring up at me. I glared down at the child, placing the empty nuka cola bottle down on the table as my face flushed in embarressment. How long was I doing that? “No I don’t... got brain rot. I’m just looking at my friend.” The girl looked over to Deacon, as he got a pat on the back from the Vault Dweller to which Deacon awkwardly gave a chuckle. “The weird guy with sunglasses? Is he blind?” “No he’s not blind he just likes to wear them.” I told her as the girl pulled up a chair and sat beside me. Kids from the wasteland were weird. Rude, weirdly independent. At least with wasteland kids you knew you’d likely be stabbed or called a ‘Fuckhead.’ Vault kids were a mystery however. Seclusion from the real world always made them say things that were way off of reality or completely wrong. “Maybe he is blind and you just don’t know it. I know Derek, he yells alot and he says that’s how bats get around. So maybe he’s a bat.” I stared at the kid before looking back at Deacon. “...I think i’d know if he was.” A silence filled the air as the kid kicked her legs. In the silence I tried to go back to watching Deacon, trying to focus on how nice he looked. The suit really slimmed him down but even through it you could tell he had a little pudge on his stomach. I always adored the site of it, I thought it was adorable and a little hot- “He needs to work out.” I looked down at the child to which she quickly continued “So do you. You are SOOOO BIG. Is it because you eat bugs. I hear people out there eat bugs. Do the bugs make you big?” She blabbered to which I slumped over on the table and covered my head with a hand. “...sometimes we do. We gotta eat what we can. Um... listen do you got something... better to do? Don’t your parents want you to be safe? Away from the scary outsider?” “Mommy says you won’t hurt me because if you did you’d be ‘Shot in the a-hole’“ I just scrunched my face in response. Nice to know Vault Dwellers could be as ruthless as a common Gunner. When I looked back at Deacon he was looking back at me, smiling wide and waving a hand. He was clearly enjoying the pain I was seemingly in caused by the small child’s presence. I couldn’t help but crack a smile back, raising a hand before flashing him a middle finger. Deacon gave an over-exaggerated surprised face, hands on his checks before sticking his tongue out and flipping me back off before talking to the man again. I gave a low laugh, raising my head and shifting myself in my seat. “Oh you like him! You like the glasses man! Heheheh, you like the glasses man, you like the-” The child teased before I quickly shushed her, cheeks turning red. “Hey, hey... shut up dude. I don’t... like him, I mean he’s my friend but I don’t LIKE LIKE him.” “You do~ you should tell him you like him! I read in a story that a prince gave a princess a big jewel and she loved him and lived happily ever after. You gotta find a big jewel! Or... something a boy likes. A big bug!” “That is, something i’m not gonna do. I’m not gonna give him a big bug.” “Fine give him a big jewel! Or maybe some food. I know when I eat some pie I get happy. If you give him like... 4 pies he’d be REALLY HAPPY.” I raised my brow and then over to the kitchen part of the Vault where the old lady was currently putting in a pie in the oven. “You know that one might not be so bad actually, you got me there.” I got up and started to make my way to the kitchen before the kid stopped me “Wait lady!... I thought of the idea so... I should get a piece of pie too.” I stood there for a bit before huffing and pulling out a few caps and glaring at them. “Alright you get one slice. This one’s on you kid.” I came back with a few pies stuffed in my bag, packed carefully for travel and a single plate with a fresh pie slice on it to which I slide to the small girl. She smiled happily, kicking her feet and laughing. “Thank you outsider! You’re not so bad, but you still eat bugs so.” “Yeah yeah I know I do...” I chuckled as I walked over to Deacon who was done talking to the man by now and was taking a small smoke break. “How’s the biggest fan of the Jenna club doing? You bought her a piece of pie? Aren’t you just a sweetheart~” He teased, exhaling a puff of smoke into the air. “She said I was fat and ate bugs so you know, I gotta give her a prize for observation skills.” Deacon stifled a laugh before I moved a little closer and began to open my bag. “Got you something by the way.” I pulled out two full pies and held them out to him, moving them up and down a little with a smile. “Got some goods my man. Tarberry and mutfruit. Just for you.” His smile grew as he snuffed the smoke out and threw it in the nearby trash can, taking the pies and observing them. “Oh... wow. Really you bought two whole pies? You wanna do a good ol’ fashion pie eating contest, what’s all this about?” “I just thought it’d be nice to have. Something we can eat and enjoy. Is that so bad? It’s for you. Both of them. Just because your so incredibly SWEET.” I cooed, moving closer to his face and making a sarcastic lovey dovey face. “Ooh, ow I can feel my teeth ejecting at mach speed from my body at how sweet his is. But really this is...nice. Thanks. I haven’t had something like this in a long while. It’s not something you get much out there.” I nodded and prepared to pull away when he leaned in and kissed my forehead, hands full of pies as he began to walk away. “Alright let’s get back to Des before she pops a blood vessel. We can probably get some sort of extras like ice cream or whipped cream to put on these bad boys and then? Oh i’m gonna read a good book and have a BALL.” I stood there, staring at him as he strutted away, my face red as I could hear the girl laugh from her table, clapping her hands and yell a loud “I TOLD YOU.” before being shushed but an adult. I gave a bit of an exhale and looked to her, flashing a thumbs up before trailing behind Deacon, smiling like an idiot.

#fallout 4 #fo4 deacon #self insert

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frickfracksnatchisback · 6 years ago

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Fixing the Broken Past (AGIT AU-Part 2)

A Gear in Time AU belongs to @shaykai / @hatsparadox. Go check them out!

Here we are again with part two! Finished this one earlier than the last, but I don’t expect to be done with the third bit soon. (Yeah, this might be a four parter)

Warning! Tons of angst up ahead, it gets really dark at the halfway mark! (Which is Moon's part, go figure) Just warning in case you don’t enjoy reading that kind of stuff!

But if you do, you’ll like what happens next ;)

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For Snatcher, being locked away in a dusty old shed was not a fun experience. You couldn’t do much no matter how hard you tried. Not to mention it was a dreadfully boring situation, one that he had the displeasure of being in. But there was one good thing about it, you had all the time in the world to think to yourself. And being bored and forced to just think for what feels like an eternity, you start to come across interesting conclusions.

Like how all humans are disgusting, selfish, and very deserving of all the loathing in the world.

For instance, the way humans sleep peaked his interest. It was something he often liked to think about. When a human sleeps they are unaware of the outside world. They mutter in their sleep, toss and turn, some even sleep walk. But they aren’t really conscious when they do this. They have no clue that they’re doing it and they won’t remember a thing about it when they wake up. And if someone were to tip-toe ever so quietly into their room, they wouldn’t notice unless the intruder made any loud noises. So humans had a rather care-free experience when it came to being asleep.

Robots, however, were not so lucky.

Sure, a robot can ‘power down’ when they need to recharge. And if desired, a human can manually ‘shut down’ a robot and it will stop moving. And when a robot is powered down or shut off they can’t move, can’t speak, and they defiantly can’t see an inch in front of their face.

However, that doesn’t mean that the robot is unconscious.

The robot, despite what a human may think, is not ‘asleep’ whenever they are shut off. They can still feel everything that happens to them. Every cut, every dent, and every tap on their metal body. That means that every single form of stimulation under the sun, a robot can still feel while they are shut down. Humans don’t know this of course, why would they? Robot engineers where still under the foolish assumption that when a robot is ‘shut down’ they can’t feel a thing. Shows you how much humans really know about robots.

Also, that robot can still hear and think while they are shut down.

Their audio sensors are still active in case of emergencies, and so are their central processing unit. What kind of emergencies? Oh you know, the normal things. Burglars, kidnappers, murderers, etc. But that also meant that whenever a human thinks the robot is ‘asleep’ and they want to talk bad about them, that robot can still hear them. Every. Single. Word. And the robot, if they so choose, can also take those conversations and record them to analyze later. Which was fun to listen to whenever you were bored. A good way to pass the time really.

That is, if you could simply switch it off and go to sleep.

But no, the robot doesn’t get that simple pleasure. He doesn’t get to just ‘sleep’ like a regular human, not caring at all about what happens and actually catching a break for once. He is still conscious against his own will. Always awake, never getting to rest or pass out. He has to listen, just listen, to the outside world around him. For days. For months. For what feels like an eternity to him. Which is traumatizing, no?

Oh, but there was one exception.

Let say, for example, a robot was to be damaged in such a way that it would technically knock him ‘unconscious’. How could that happen you ask? Well there’s many ways it could happen! The robot could just fall down the stairs and bump his head or something could fall on his head even! Or maybe, just by random chance, a heartless little brat could use a blunt object to smack the side of his head! You know, the side were his power button just so happened to be!

Oh and let’s just say for laughs and giggles that said object would be, oh I don’t know, a P**KING CROWBAR!

……

(P**king auto censors)

These were normally the things he thought about while he was shut down. And what else was there to do really? Well, he could always replay the recordings that his audio sensors managed to pick up. Those were fun. Especially the ones from his other half. Those were really fun… click

Who’s the fool now? Ha ha ha!

Look at you, you’re nothing but a waste of space now!

Farewell my friend! Let us hope that you have a swell time rusting alone in this horrid place!

Boy, was he a charming hunk of scrap or what? He often thought about crushing him with his bare hands, making him plead and beg for mercy. Of course, he couldn’t. He couldn’t move at all, which just made him angrier than he was before.

But, there were always others that he could take his aggression out on. Like those blue-suited men! The ones that were lead by a red-coated boss. What did they call themselves? It something with ‘M’... Oh right! They were called the Mafia! Ah, those were good times. Short, but good. After all, it was the first time he was powered on. He loved to listen to those recordings… click

Hurry up you good for nothings! Mafia Boss needs the robot out of there pronto!

What is Mafia waiting for?! Switch it on already!

Heheheh…

Wh-huh? Why is it laughing?!

You! How dare you laugh at Mafia!

Hahahahahaha!

Oh...oh no

Turn it off! I said-

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

QUICK! TURN IT OFF NOW! TURN IT-

Heh, now those were delightful! Shame that the fun only lasted for a few seconds. One of those Mafia just had to be carrying a demobilizing gun. Way to ruin the party big head. Of course, that wasn’t the only time he was switched back on. There was another moment, a few more years apart, that he also had recorded… click

I don’t know if this is a good idea Tim

But his data is still intact! Don’t you want to know what happened to him?

Well...yeah but-

If I had to come all the way to scan him at least give me this

...Alright, alright

Then let’s not waste anymore time! Hurry up and switch him on Thor!

I’m getting it, hold on...there!

Hello there! My name is Tim and this is my companion, Thor

Uh...hi there

He’s not much for words I’m afraid. But I’m sure you’ve got plenty to say, no?

Oh I have something to say alright...

Tim, I don’t like that look on his face

Tell us then! We want to know about-

FOOOOOOOOOOOL!

TIM LOOK OUT! HE’S GONNA-

Well...that was all right. Not as good as the first time, but all right. Those old geezers weren’t nearly as energetic as the Mafia goons. But they did have one thing in common. They both carried around demobilization guns apparently, just his luck. He so badly wanted to show those puny engineers who’s boss.

The pathetic engineer, the one named Thor (who hit him with the gun), had been his only source of information these few years. Much to his dismay, he was very talkative. Shame that he could talk back this time, he had an awful lot to say

What the heck is wrong with you?!

We show you kindness, and this is the thanks we get?!

‘Kindness’ huh? Yeah right, as if any human has ever been kind to a robot. I know your motives, you were just going to sell me for money. So don’t even act like your all pure and good of heart.

…

What happened to you old pal?

Don’t call me that. I am not your pal. I will never be your pal.

You know, somethings tells me that I don’t wanna know

Good, because you’re never going to know. Now why don’t you go find something to fix?

I should get back to work…

You do that then. And while you’re at it, why don’t you start fixing that brain of yours? I think it has a few bugs you need to work out.

A few months passed and the engineer kept quiet for a little while, which was a nice surprise. But it was quickly interrupted one day, only for a moment.

I’m sorry about this buddy

He could feel something being draped over him. It startled him at first, the lack of stimuli was disorienting to him. Whatever he had put over him, it made it slightly harder to hear things. A sheet of some sort?

I’m hiding you buddy, I can’t have you scaring my customers

Oh really? Why thank you for such a kind gesture! You have just made my chances of escaping and living a happy human-free life practically impossible now! So thanks for that.

Besides, Tim would kill me if I sold you off

Trust me, I’ll do him the favor.

Quiet again, this time for much longer. That is until a promise of good news came.

Mr. Thor? What about this one?

A small voice interrupted the quiet. It seemed that the engineer had some new ‘customers’. How lovely! He tried to see if his sensors could catch the whole conversation. He heard and felt the sheet being removed from off of him. He could hear two voice plus the engineer’s simply chatting away, unaware that he was listening in on them.

It looks pretty cool for a piece of junk!

What?! Who said that?! Why you little-

Yeah, hostile is putting it lightly

What? No! Don’t tell them that!

Maybe he was scared

Scared? Ha! Hey, whatever convinces you gullible fools works fine with me!

You’re not taking this guy with you

What are you doing?! You idiot, you’re ruining everything!

Please?

C’mon say “yes”! Say “yes”!

…

HURRY UP AND SAY “YES” ALREADY!

Okay, fine

You can take him with you

He could feel his body being lifted and moved around for the first time in what felt like forever. It was the engineer, he was moving him out of his workshop. Which meant he was free! Finally he was free! All he had to do was just leave the schmucks who bought him and he would be on his own!

This is a bad idea…

Are you kidding? This is the best decision you’ve made in months! A real improvement if I’m being honest.

Then again...you wouldn’t hurt a child, would you?

Excuse me, what?

Nah, the squirt’s a good kid

I’m sure you two will get along just fine

...at least I really hope so

Oh you’ve GOT to be kidding me.

He was sold as a toy. A simple child’s plaything. Perfect, just perfect. As if his dignity couldn’t sink any lower, it had now hit rock bottom. Well, at least it would make his escape easier. Children didn’t carry around demobilization gun, so that was a plus. Poor kids though, they were going to have nightmares for weeks!

Finally, after years of reminiscing over the past, he could would be switched on again. It was about time too. He was starting to grow tired of not being able to move. Not to mention his joints must be rusting away at this point. Of course, there was the slightest possibility that he could be shut off again. Not this time though, he was going to make sure of it.

After all, this could be his last chance.

***

Cold...it felt so very cold.

The chill of the air cause Vanessa to stir from her sleep. Different senses attacked her all at once. The smell of corrosive metal and rust filled the air. She could also hear strange sounds. The sound of scraping metal, which was painful to her ears, was faint when she awoke but becoming louder now. And the sound of someone...humming? Yes, someone was humming a tune in rhythm with the scraping.

She groaned as she slowly lifted her head. She had been in an odd sleeping position, with something flat and hard supporting her back. Every inch of her body was sore and ached slightly. Whatever she had been sleeping on was cold against her skin and shocked her. She made an attempt to get up.

She found that she couldn’t.

She opened her eyes, confused as to why she could get out of bed. She awoke to find that she was not in her bedroom but in a dark room made of rusted, metal walls. She tried to move, only to find she had been pinned down on something flat and made of metal. Her arms where strung up above her head and her legs were split apart by the metal cuffs around her wrists and ankles. Her eyes widened in fear as she let out a surprised yelp. Her cry was muffled by a gag tied around her mouth, which she hadn’t noticed while in her sleepy daze. But she was awake now. Awake, and very frightened.

She struggled as much as she could, hoping that the metal cuffs were old enough to break by force. She turned and twisted her body, grunting in effort. She stopped, and began to shiver. She had been kidnapped, taken away from her home by some creep. But who? She tried her hardest to think back but her head ached too much for her to think clearly.

She heard the humming again. There was someone in the room with her.

She looked forward to see Moonjumper, who was standing by a metal table. He was humming away as he picked up tools from off the table, polishing them and cleaning them off with an old rag. She noticed that his lower arms were also sharping the tools, which caused the scraping noises. She watched in terrified fascination as his arms seemed to have a mind of their own. The would grab the tools from his upper arms, sharpen them, and set them back on the table. It was like a factory conveyor belt, never losing track and in perfect sync. And she would had been perfectly content with simply watching the spectacle.

That is, if he wasn’t cleaning dried blood from those tools.

The show turned from spectacular to horrifying as she noticed the bloody rag he was using. He had a very concentrated face as he stopped what he was doing to pick up a large knife from of the table. He look at it for a moment and began to drag it across the table’s surface. It made a terrible sound, Vanessa cringed at the noise. He stopped, looking rather satisfied with the results, and set the knife back down.

She shuddered, she instantly recalled what had happen before. She had been put to sleep and he must have dragged her to wherever she was now. She had no clue what he was going to do to her. But judging from the tools on the table, it was not going to be pleasant. That knife was meant for her, he was going to torture her. Horrifying images clouded her mind, making her breathing and heartbeat become more rapid. She tried to struggled from her bonds again, harder this time.

“Oh, you’re awake! What a pleasant surprise!”

She gasped in surprise, he had noticed her stirring. He used his wheel to move toward her, his red eyes illuminating the darkness of the room. The red light fell on her face and she began to panic. She continued to struggle, quietly screaming through her gag. He grabbed her face and forced her to look at him. He shushed her and squeezed the sides of her face tightly, making her whimper in fear.

“Hush, hush now. There’s no need to be so upset my love.” he purred. She tried to yank her hands from out of the cuffs so she could slap him across the face. He quickly noticed this and tsk-tsked in disappointment. “Honestly Vanessa, I’m surprised at you. I thought you would behave yourself better.” he sighed as he let go of her face. “I supposed I’ll have to make these tighter won’t I?” he sighed again and began to mess with the cuffs on her wrists.

She yelled in surprise and pain as the cuffs became much tighter on her wrists. He then bent down to tighten the lower cuffs next, she begged through the gag but he wasn’t listening. When he was finished the cuffs where so tight that she couldn’t move her hands or fingers or even wiggle her feet. She started to sob, ugly tears dripping down her face. Moonjumper watched with a deadpan expression, like he was bored of her actions. Why was her prince doing this to her?! Didn’t he love her?

“I see. You’re confused aren’t you?” he said as if she was a complete idiot. She couldn’t tell through all the tears in her eyes, but it almost seemed as if he rolled his eyes at her. “Do you want an explanation or do you want to keep whining?” he fussed at her. She stopped for a moment, sniffling still, and slowly nodded her head. It was all she could think to do now. Moonjumper smiled cheerfully and put his hands together.

“How wonderful! See? I knew you were a clever girl.” he giggled in mad delight. “Well, first things first, welcome to your new home!” he said as he rolled back to present the room to her. She stared at him, utterly confused by what he meant. “I know, I know. It’s not a very exciting room is it?” he said. In her opinion, she thought, was a very exciting room. Just not the good type of excitement.

“Don’t worry, this isn’t your room. You’ll only be in this room temporarily!” he said as he came back closer to her. Vanessa’s heart sank at the news he told her. New room? Did he expect her to stay here with him in this wretched place?! She already lived in the manor! She didn’t need this!

“What’s wrong my love? Are you not excited?” Moonjumper said with a worried expression. She shrank back as much as she could as he came closer to her. He touched her check, caressing it with his cold metal hand. He tried to calm her down as she was shaking even more than before. “Shhh...there, there. It’s okay, I’m here for you.” he cooed to her in a strange tone. “Vanessa, you know I’m only doing this for you right?” he said softly as he stared lovingly into her eyes. Although the way he spoke was intended to be friendly, his lowers arms where roughly holding her in place to stop her from shaking.

“I came back to reunite with you remember? To take you away and give you a new life.” he smiled as he brought his face towards hers. “Humans live such sad and short lives, I want to make yours better. Wouldn’t you like that? A life where you can live forever with me, your beloved prince?” he continued as he nuzzled his face against hers. She cried in shock, his face was somehow colder than his hands were. “Oh, how I wish this moment could last forever.” he sighed dreamily as he embraced her in a freezing cold hug. She could feel his weight pressing on her chest, it felt like he was crushing her insides.

“But, we mustn’t dawdle!” Moonjumper said as he quickly stopped cuddling her and drew back, Vanessa gasped for breath. “We’re going to have to start a little early if I want to make some progress. You don’t mind right?” he asked her as he made his way back to the metal table. She was too busy coughing to answer him. She managed to stop herself so she could see what he was doing. He was singing to himself as he was looking through the parts on the table. He noticed that she was staring at him and smiled creepily. He used his four arms to grab several tools from off the table and displayed them.

“Do you like my new toys my lady?” he laughed as her eyes widened in surprise. “Don’t worry, I won’t be using all of them on you. That would be overkill, and we wouldn’t want that would we?” he said as he set the tools back and picked a singular one from the bunch. This tool was a small, thin cutting tool that wasn’t nearly as thick as the other knifes. “This one though, I’ll be using this one a lot. It’s quite handy and it’ll be useful for getting rid of that pesky flesh you have.” his smiled grew wider as he dragged a claw against the tool’s surface.

Vanessa screamed as loud as she could, hoping that someone would hear her. Moonjumper’s smile faded as she screamed. He took the tool, raised it up, and stabbed the table with great force. Vanessa stopped immediately after the heard the loud noise of the tool puncturing the table. The two stared at each other as the room went silent. She kept her eyes on him, scared of what he was going to do to her.

“I suppose it can’t be helped can it?” he grumbled, taking the tool out of the table’s surface. “Hold on a moment.” he said as he looked through the pile of tools for something. He picked out a metal box from the side of the table and opened it. He took out a syringe filled with a glowing green liquid. He tapped the side of it and pricked the needle to make sure it was sharp enough. “I normally don’t do this with my experiments. Then again, they aren’t as special as you are.” he half-smiled as he went back over to her.

“Now, hold still.” he instructed as he lifted her chin up to expose her neck. She went completely still, not wanting to make him angry again. She could feel the needle being plunged into her neck as a warm fluid seeped into her veins. Her neck began to tingle and soon she could feel the rest of her body do the same. She wanted to squirm uncomfortably, but she couldn’t. Her whole body felt stiff and her breathing slowed. Moonjumper looked very pleased as he removed the needle.

“There we go! That wasn’t so bad was it?” he laughed as he went back to the table to put the empty syringe back in its box. “Now that should numb most of the pain for you. At least, until it wears off that is.” he said while sifted through the tools again. “But it should suffice...ah! Here it is.” he exclaimed as he eventually found what he was looking for. He held up a medium sized circular saw with a strange metal piece affixed to the bottom. He passed it down to his lower arms and then proceed to tug on his own hand.

Vanessa couldn’t tear her eyes away from the sight as his hand popped off of his wrist. She watched, terror-stricken, as the fingers on his hand still wriggled as he placed it down. He then stuck the tool into where his hand used to be. It made a clicking noise, and the saw spun around as he checked to make sure it worked. He proceed to do the same process to the rest of his hands except one. He detached two of his hands, picked up a chainsaw and a pair of cutting scissors, and put them in place. He tested these tools also, with the chainsaw making a loud whirring noise and the scissors snipping without a handle. Finally, he used his still attached hand to grab the slim cutting tool he had used earlier.

He danced back to where she was, spinning and singing merrily. He pulled a nearby lever on the wall and, without warning, Vanessa went flying backwards. She was now laying sideways and was forced to stare at the ceiling as she couldn’t turn her head. Moonjumper sang to his heart’s content as he spun around her, as if he was preforming for her amusement. His torso twisted around unnaturally as he danced an insane waltz in a circle. His singing turned into mad cackling that echoed against the metal walls. He stopped to lean over her, his shadow covering her entire face. He grinned like a maniac as he held up the various tools.

“Well now! Let us begin!”

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Sorry if this part was a little lackluster. The third part is gonna be fun though! Whenever that’s done amiright?

Also Vanessa is not going to have a fun time

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