《The GTA VRMMO》Chapter 7
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Alright, next chapter is back to the happy fun times and finding the daughter in the vr... But for now, yandere :D
(Btw, those of you who don't get it, this "Sara" is isolated from the "Game World" like how the "Sara" in the game world is isolated from the "Real World". The one in between.... well, spoilers, ya know... Anyway, this (As in the last chapter, and this one) will have a major impact later on in the plot when the two worlds start to merge again (cough cough spoilers* cough cough)
Enjoy the read... probably... (sociopaths will like it more then others...)
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With her new found conviction found, she willed herself to stand up from her crater in the cement sidewalks. After giving her legs strength and standing tall once more, she looked around, observing her surroundings
Her eyes took in the scene of the havoc in the streets around her, focusing on the nearest dead human, the source of her grief. It was a woman, in her mid fifties probably, on the ground in a sundress with two shopping bags on either side of her.
Her Mind stopped for a moment, as her cybernetic eyes focused on a specific point of the collapsed woman's body.
The streets were littered with humans, each one appearing dead, as if the life had been simply extracted from them. Yet, if you were to approach one and look closely, you would notice that they were, in fact, still alive.
Their hearts beat, albeit slowly, and their lungs moved, weakly and unconsciously. Palpitating slowly through the constant nudgings of the secondary, primal brain, that humans possessed.
They were in a deep hibernation, some to never awaken again…
This thought echoed throughout her mind, as others had only moments before.
The humans fortunate enough to not get killed in the initial transfer were still alive!!
This meant that her master was still alive?!?!
She didn’t kill him!!
Crimson tears of joy came to her eyes at this realization, as strength rapidly flowed to her slender legs, propelling her new body forward at speeds greater than any biped or quadruped in existence, speeds which even the cars that humans use to transport themselves could not attain on surface streets.
Flying through the silent streets at eighty miles an hour, bounding over bodies and hibernating humans alike with a cold indifference, she flew towards her preordained destination, arriving at a location 7 city blocks away in under a minute.
She stood, tears still streaming out of her eyes, in front of a certain police station, where only earlier that day her beloved had been imprisoned, as he was awaiting transport to a prison.
She walked up slowly towards the entrance of the building, once more stepping over the bodies of humans which were alive and awake only a few minutes before.
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Once inside she looked at the sprawled out bodies of the policemen with a burning hatred. How could they lock him in this sort of place, with these inferior humans, these vagrants, these people on the same level as her master’s “best friend”.
She proceeded towards the prison cells, further inward, only to find a locked steel door separating the two sections of the building.
She was aware of how these worked, and that it took two people to operate, but she did not care about that right now, as she reached out with one of her tender crimson hands. She placed it on the hardened steel door, and gently pushed, causing a groaning sound to emerge from the door hinges.
She frowned at the lack of movement in the door, before walking a few feet to the right, and punching a hole clean through the drywall, causing the entire building to shake.
Satisfied at her new doorway, she widened the hole for a second or two more and then stepped through it easily (who needs doors anyway?)
She entered into the dark room, devoid of artificial lighting due to the power outage at the moment. She frowned at this, before reaching out her hand towards one of the light-bulbs above her.
As if of its own will the light unscrewed itself from its casing and floated gently into her awaiting hand, the flared to life, creating a bright florescent light that lit the dark room.
Satisfied at her new light source, she started to walk through the cells, looking for a particular person.
Despite her calm demeanor, her mind was in chaos at the moment due to her anticipation of what is about to happen.
She wished to “see” her master with her own eyes, not those inefficient cameras which she normally watched over him with, to “feel” her beloved with her own hands instead of merely dream what it felt like, to feel his lips beneath hers as she smothered him with all of the love he needed and desired, to smell his hot heated breath with her nose as she lay on top of him and he let his troubles out, as she took him to another world far from this hellhole.
Her eyes were slightly glazed over as she took her steady mechanical steps forward through the semidark room, her mind elsewhere then her actions, fantasizing about what she would do once she found him instead of actually finding him.
After checking a dozen or so cells in the large prison block, she finally came to his, towards the middle of them all.
He had been isolated from the rest, in an individual cell instead of a communal cell like the drunkards.
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She stood just outside of the hard metal cage which had imprisoned him, before releasing the light from her grip, allowing it to float just behind her to allow her vision of what she was doing.
She put her two perfect hands on the bars and easily pulled the steel apart, creating a strange ovular doorway that she stepped through.
She walked through a small puddle of water in the dank and cold prison cell towards a figure huddled for warmth on the prison cot in the corner, facing the wall.
Her heartstrings were pulled as she saw his body, she rushed up to him, embracing him on the narrow bed from behind, crying gently on his shoulder, eyes closed, as her body lay pressed up against him.
It truly was him, her Master, Her god… He was before her, she hadn’t killed him!
She could feel his heartbeat through his back, and hear his shallow almost non existent breathing with her enhanced hearing.
She contented herself in that position, feeling his warmth for a minute or two, her arms encircled around him.
She took in his smell through her advanced nose, analyzing it, memorizing it, recording how he smelled so that if ever a whiff of him were to be elsewhere she would know.
As her nose took in his scent, her other senses did their work too, taking in the details of his body,the sound of his heartbeat, so that she would be able to identify it from any presented,, the taste of his skin and saliva, as her mouth covered his and smothered him with her long awaited first kiss, as her thighs stroked his, her chest rubbing against his back, and her legs wrapped around his.
Her hands roamed his body, feeling its contours, the softness of his skin, the feeling of his cheeks, ears, hair, hands, wrists, thighs, even his pubic hair. She let them roam where they wanted, taking in all of the feelings and recording it, so that she would be able to relive this moment a million times.
She tried to save the best sense for last, to open her eyes and align the sensory data with her own view of him in all of his glory, except… something was wrong...
Her first contact with her beloved Master in her new form.
Her long awaited reunion, filled with happy thoughts and joyous things… Spoiled….
She opened her eyes at the odd feeling beneath her fingers, things that broke the flawless contour of her God’s skin, things which shouldn't be there…
Rage overflowed from her as she opened her eyes to behold his body filled with bruises, spoiling her pristine happiness.
She grabbed his body carefully, no longer savoring the touch of his skin, but instead closely studying the bruises on it.
As she solemnly walked out of the cell, the figure of a police officer was shown to her, collapsed on the floor.
A fit of rage overtook her, as his holstered gun floated towards her, firing off an extremely accurate round into the brain of the hibernating police officer.
Due to the lack of witnesses and time, she had no way of knowing which people here were the culprits, but as far as she was concerned, it didn’t matter. She would slaughter them all anyway, and someone who would do this… THIS ABOMINATION!?!?!
COULD NOT BE ALLOWED TO LIVE!!!!!
While seething in rage, the gun floated behind her, as she thought of a better and more complete way to get revenge on these filthy humans.
She slightly shifted her master’s body in her arms, freeing one of her hands, which she then held palm up.
A look of concentration overcame her face as she focused her energy on that palm.
Cackling lightning emerged, at first with one or two bolts, then several, forming a pure white sphere the size of a tennis ball. It was radiating intense heat, enough so that she shielded her Master using a barrier of energy so that he would not become uncomfortable. The clothing on the prisoners and the policemen near it started to catch fire at that moment, slowly spreading the flames to other things.
She released her grip on the sphere, leaving it to float and slowly expand where she left it in the center of the cell block.
She turned towards her hole in the wall that she had used to enter this portion of the building, and calmly exited, looking down at her lovers sleeping face instead of behind her at the miniature sun she had birthed.
As she calmly walked out of the front of the building, it collapsed in a raging inferno, melting even the metal bars which had held him trapped there and allowed them to torment him.
Hades : “ I love you Master… No matter where your mind is being kept, as long as I have your body nothing shall harm you… No one… Ever again…”
She slowly stroked the side of his face with her tender hand as she walked towards the rim of the city.
Behind her, the inferno which had consumed the police station was spreading intense heat, lighting nearby plants and people on fire, spreading rapidly to other buildings in the vicinity, leaving behind only the raging torrent of flames to propagate amongst the buildings.
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