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Author: A. J. Downey
Isn’t it funny how they try to act like human beings? I mean, don’t you think? Like monkeys at the zoo or something.”
Tubby grunted. “Yeah, but monkeys only throw their shit at you. This guy’ll rip yer head clean off and eat your heart if you give him the chance.” I rolled my eyes. This was how it was going to be, I could just tell. I hoped we didn’t have too far to go to get to this containment facility that they were talking about. I really didn’t want to put up with them any longer than I had to.
There was no reasoning, or arguing with that kind of stupid. It just wasn’t possible. All I could do was wait for my chance to get away. Statistically it was going to happen. I just had to be ready for it.
These fuckers moving me from the table to the truck would ideally be the most likely time to get away. I would be on my feet, and though I still felt woozy and my leg still hurt like hell, I was stronger than both of them combined. I could force my way out of there.
Right?
Wrong.
They disconnected the chains that held me to the floor and helped me to my feet. The second I started to try to run, and I do mean the very second there was a loud snapping sound, several points of pain bloomed on my back and a loud crackling noise filled the room as I pissed myself and my body started to flop around like an epileptic carp. I jerked and spasmed as the four contact points from the two tasers fed who knew how many volts of electricity into my body and all my muscles seized up and refused to cooperate with my mental commands for movement.
“Dammit, Ava,” Tubby growled. “Now we gotta carry his heavy ass again.”
“Would you rather tell Mathias that we lost him? Would you rather have that thing ,” she kicked at my leg. “Come back and rip us all to shreds? You can deal with having to lug him to the truck.” She kicked me again, a sensation I was barely aware of in the deepening haze of darkness that enshrouded the edges of my consciousness.
“Now hurry up and move, I want this mission over and done...” Anything else she said was lost to me as I finally fell unconscious.
The next thing I knew I was laying on my front on a cold slab of metal and there was a sensation of motion that made me want to hurl. Thick, heavy chains were wrapped around my body, crossed several times from shoulders to ankles and I lifted my head only to realize that I was in the back of a cargo container on a semi-truck. Whippy and Tubby stood against the doors that opened on the back end and sitting on a stack of wooden pallets next to me, was Ava.
Her smoky jade green eyes regarded me intently and I glared right back at her. “What?” I snapped.
She shrugged, an action that did little for me this time as she was dressed much more practically than she had been the night before. She still wore her Joe Rocket jacket, but beneath that, she had on a simple black shirt that clung to her curves with a tactical holster and her gun tucked into it under her left arm. The shirt was tucked into a pair of black tactical 5.11’s, the waist cinched tight to prevent them from falling off her slim hips. Her pockets bulged with who knew what items and the cuffs of her pants were tucked into a pair of shiny black combat boots and bloused.
“I was just wondering how long you were going to sleep. It’s not like we’ve been that hard on you. We’re practically babying you, compared to some.” She smirked, her full lips turning up in a truly distracting way, but I crushed that under an ocean of rage and glared at her. Pretty she might be, but she was a royal fucking bitch. Yet for some reason, that wasn’t taking away from her beauty any for me. It really should have, but it wasn’t. Maybe being electrocuted had fried something vital in my noggin.
“So proud of yourself. Kidnapping and terrorizing innocent people just for who they are. You must find yourself compared to the SS a lot, right?” I didn’t have to pretend to be pissed
Tubby grunted. “Yeah, but monkeys only throw their shit at you. This guy’ll rip yer head clean off and eat your heart if you give him the chance.” I rolled my eyes. This was how it was going to be, I could just tell. I hoped we didn’t have too far to go to get to this containment facility that they were talking about. I really didn’t want to put up with them any longer than I had to.
There was no reasoning, or arguing with that kind of stupid. It just wasn’t possible. All I could do was wait for my chance to get away. Statistically it was going to happen. I just had to be ready for it.
These fuckers moving me from the table to the truck would ideally be the most likely time to get away. I would be on my feet, and though I still felt woozy and my leg still hurt like hell, I was stronger than both of them combined. I could force my way out of there.
Right?
Wrong.
They disconnected the chains that held me to the floor and helped me to my feet. The second I started to try to run, and I do mean the very second there was a loud snapping sound, several points of pain bloomed on my back and a loud crackling noise filled the room as I pissed myself and my body started to flop around like an epileptic carp. I jerked and spasmed as the four contact points from the two tasers fed who knew how many volts of electricity into my body and all my muscles seized up and refused to cooperate with my mental commands for movement.
“Dammit, Ava,” Tubby growled. “Now we gotta carry his heavy ass again.”
“Would you rather tell Mathias that we lost him? Would you rather have that thing ,” she kicked at my leg. “Come back and rip us all to shreds? You can deal with having to lug him to the truck.” She kicked me again, a sensation I was barely aware of in the deepening haze of darkness that enshrouded the edges of my consciousness.
“Now hurry up and move, I want this mission over and done...” Anything else she said was lost to me as I finally fell unconscious.
The next thing I knew I was laying on my front on a cold slab of metal and there was a sensation of motion that made me want to hurl. Thick, heavy chains were wrapped around my body, crossed several times from shoulders to ankles and I lifted my head only to realize that I was in the back of a cargo container on a semi-truck. Whippy and Tubby stood against the doors that opened on the back end and sitting on a stack of wooden pallets next to me, was Ava.
Her smoky jade green eyes regarded me intently and I glared right back at her. “What?” I snapped.
She shrugged, an action that did little for me this time as she was dressed much more practically than she had been the night before. She still wore her Joe Rocket jacket, but beneath that, she had on a simple black shirt that clung to her curves with a tactical holster and her gun tucked into it under her left arm. The shirt was tucked into a pair of black tactical 5.11’s, the waist cinched tight to prevent them from falling off her slim hips. Her pockets bulged with who knew what items and the cuffs of her pants were tucked into a pair of shiny black combat boots and bloused.
“I was just wondering how long you were going to sleep. It’s not like we’ve been that hard on you. We’re practically babying you, compared to some.” She smirked, her full lips turning up in a truly distracting way, but I crushed that under an ocean of rage and glared at her. Pretty she might be, but she was a royal fucking bitch. Yet for some reason, that wasn’t taking away from her beauty any for me. It really should have, but it wasn’t. Maybe being electrocuted had fried something vital in my noggin.
“So proud of yourself. Kidnapping and terrorizing innocent people just for who they are. You must find yourself compared to the SS a lot, right?” I didn’t have to pretend to be pissed