《Transient Fire Works》Chapter 4: Helping an old enemy
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-2:00 am-
I open my eyes to see that it was still night time. Strange enough, i don't usually meditate that long nor do i sleep that long either. I look around and to my left, i saw that on the clock it reads 2:00 am. "*Hup* 2:00 am? Over three hours? I was out for that long?" I was shocked. No matter how hard i work, i usually only need 3 hours of sleep. But this clock clearly shows that i was meditating for over 4 hours! "Now this is strange. (:T) Is that clock late by a few hours?" i muttered. But my disbelief went away once i turned on the T.V. that was in front of me. The T.V. reads 2:00 am and the date was still the same!
Walking towards the bathroom i thought, '....... I must've been sick or something. Yeah. That's it. I'll just sweat it out for a while'. When i look in the mirror I did look slightly pale. "Maybe after unpacking the stuff i'll go outside" i thought to myself.
Making my way back towards the kitchen, I unpack the food from the bags that i received from helping random stores. I then carried the bags full of goodies and unpacked all of them in the living room.
"A Cell phone, silver plated watch, a pen, a pen, a sock, a pen, a flash light, a blank book, a binder..." I continue to name the trinkets i received from stores I'd randomly helped."Some shorts, male boxers, a computer mouse, an anime mouse pad?, an anime T-Shirt?, a super power r*uges' pink mask? A life size anime pillow character?" I felt that they were pretty okay when i went through the gifts. But then i realize that it was only one bag! ..... I can't wait to see what the other bags were. Currently, I still had six other bags to go through. Two large bags, three medium, and one small bag. The small bag wasn't from a store that i helped. It was actually from a kid that i helped to find his missing cat.
About ten minutes later i finally got to the last two bags. One medium and one small. " an adult's magazine?, an AV?, a weird lip looking object with a hole in the center?" I was shocked at the last medium bag. Which store did i helped out? All i know was that i helped out random stores with various work like errands and selling. But none of them had weird objects like these. I repacked the last medium bag and shoved it under the bed in the living room. Now it is the last bag. 'Saving the best for last right?' I had hoped.
Reaching my hand in the bag, i pulled out two objects. "The first one was a touch phone? how extravagant!" Completely shocked, i was slightly happy. When i turned on the phone, it lit up, and showed a big middle finger waving at me and words below, "YOU JUST GOT TROLLED!"
"..... this little kid sure know how to repay a person" i angrily muttered. But the next object i looked at was just a rock. 'Something extra to troll me with...." i'd thought. But on the bottom of the rock had the words, "THANK YOU" written mirrored. The corner of my mouth curved up slightly. Turns out that the rock was a stamp and a unique way of saying thank you.
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So i laid out the items to re count them.
2 cellphones both old model
10 pens. One refillable, one gel, one with a weird design
20 bags of rocks. Literally twenty bags of pebbles for your fish tanks. 'No wonder it was so heavy'
3 sexy male underwear. 'Why would i need sexy underwears?'
1 mouse
2 mouse pad. One had an anime picture on it while the other had a sports car.
3 Anime DVDs. Between heaven and earth vol.5 , Love High vol. 3, I lub chu vol. 8. 'Dear Heavens. The titles on these things'
How to hack for dummies 2XXX. '.... why......'
All Purpose Growth Serum (for growing back hair). 'Cure to baldness?'
How to dance for dummies. 'I might get rid of this one'
Yoga for beginners and intermediates (including 3CDs)
How to grow your P**** 'Why?'
Cook Book for intermediates
Meaning to Life. '...........'
Tissues
20 Thank you notes
4 Phone numbers? But all of them the same and one labeled, "you need help".
The Almighty Son Of God Loves You. Vol. 1. '...... I don't believe in god. I believe that we are all the sons and daughters of the heavens. Just not the person who wrote this book.'
1 sleeping bag
2 bed sheets
An umbrella
A few set of clothes. 1 track suit, 1 casual, 1 tux, and a pink dress. 'Pink dress?'
1 anime character pillow? It says, "I Love You Onii-sama!'
1 old model computer. 'Thank you generous Samaritan!'
1 external hard drive. 4 TB 'Thank you!'
4 box of chocolate
Three pairs of shoes. A sneaker, a black shoe, and heels. 'Why am I getting these weird items?'
Last but not least, a fold-able chair for kids.
As for the rest of the explicit stuff, i shoved them in the last medium bag that was under my bed.
Seems like the heavens did increase my luck. I won't bother with the explicit stuff though. When i look back at the clock, it reads, "3:00 am"
"Alright, still got time to go on my daily routine." So i left right out the door after changing into the new track suit and slapped the new shiny sneakers on. Didn't need a watch unless i want to get robbed. I also brought all the cell phone and activated them. (Yes. Including the troll one) I almost forgot the spare keys when i went out until i was about to close the door. "i might really be sick...." I murmured
As for this morning routine, I just cut it down to just jogging. I didn't want to overwork myself into sickness. I'd still have to go do another job hunting later.
After jogging about one hour, i slowed down my pace and regulated my breath back to normal until i was at walking speed. "Alright. That was a good warm up. I guess i should-" I thought out loud. But then....
"HELP!!!!!! SOMEONE!!!!" a shrilled voice screamed. The loud voice could've waken up the entire neighborhood. But not one light turned on.
I turn my head to see who it screamed. The sound came from a small distance from me. So i walked to see who it was. Surely enough, in the middle of an intersection around the corner from where i was going down was two people chasing another person down. "Should i save the person? But that might get me in deep water...." I contemplated for a while until i finally decided to go anyway. Couldn't hurt to see what was going on right?
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I quickly followed the three people down and they dragged him into a dark alley way. Then i heard moans and groans from the dark alley way from three different voices. 'I'm starting to have the wrong idea right now..... maybe it's just me'
When i check the alley way, i see two men holding their crotch in front of another person. Clearly they were in deep pain as they limp forward towards the person. They were furious and ran towards the person in front of them as fast as they could. The person in front of them was recently laying on the floor but got back up and did whatever to run. It was futile.
The two men grabs the person by the arms and slowly try to drag the person out the other side of the alley. Under the moonlight, i could see that person's clothing and figure.
The person had neon green hair, wore a hat, a tank-top with a leather coat, sky blue jeans and carried a small brown purse. But what i recognize the most was her face. She was one of the bullies that bullied me in middle school! Her name is Gisela and she would often strip me down in order to humiliate me. What was worse was that she pulled on my little bells and candy cane so hard that i thought they would fall off!
When she notices my presence, she scream, "HELP! RAPE! RAPE! THEY ARE TRYING TO RAPE ME!! HELP!!! *MMMMMPHH*"
The two men did their best to muffle her mouth and keep her silent. One of the man suddenly turns towards me and said in a low and grave voice, "Are you going to help her?"
NOPE! I AM NOT GOING TO WAGER MY ASS FOR HER!
As fast as i could, i turned around and left in the opposite direction before my ass gets raped.
*One step* I slowly took one step away and could hear their voices.
"Too bad whore! No one really helps when they hear rape. Your luck has run out!" one of the men snickered.
*Two steps* I took two steps away as i tried to forget about them.
I then heard two zip sounds from the alley way. "SUCK MY COCK YOU SLUT!" They shouted at her.
The girl in the alley way was resisting with all her strength. One man then got behind her and restrains her while the other man whips out his flaccid dong and prepares to enter her orifice. He grabs her head and forcibly opens her mouth with his dirty hands. The other man behind her rips her clothes off to prepare for his own rock hard merchandise to enter her. When the sausage was about to get near her face and the prick from behind was grinding up behind her., she lost all hope. All she could do was struggle with all her might.
"BE PREPARED TO GET IT SUCKED!!!" a voice roared from the other side. The girl could see an object flying at high speed at the man in front of her. But the man in front of her dodges just in time and the object hit the man behind her right in the face. The object flew at him at such a high speed that it shook his brain and made him faint from the impact.
“A-A- A shoe? Flat sneaker?” The girl was stunned. A flat sneaker flew at high speed and knocked the man behind her out. He had a hard head as well.
Just then, another object flew at high speed. The man in front of her dodges it thinking that he was safe. But he was wrong. Something also ran at high speed dishing out a nice kick between the legs. But it still wasn’t done. “I don’t want to waste that much effort on you!” the shadow said in a low voice. He grabs the rapist’s head and gave it three continuous knee to the face.
Those three blows, in truth, was over kill. The first blow already rattled his brain. The second blow already knocked his conscious out. But the third blow brought him back to life just to make him feel pain all over again. The shadow then face plants the man into the ground to knock him out once more.
“But it would be giving undue mercy to leave things at that” the shadow says in a cruel and soft voice thought. So he drags both men, pulls off their clothes, and set them in an explicit position. The shadow then pulls a bottle of old milk from a trash can and some used protections. He splashes the milk all over them and puts the used protections on them and around them.
The shadow took pictures as a backup plan should they ever re-appear in the future. That way, he would have a safety net.
Seeing such a gruesome scene, the girl wanted to run, scream and throw up. But she couldn’t. Her legs were too weak. She was scared as to what the shadow might do to her.
Just then, the shadow took out an extra phone and tosses it to her. “Here. Call for help…” the shadow said and ran. When she turns on the phone, the screen had a picture of a middle finger waving at her and at the bottom had the words, “YOU JUST GOT TROLLED!”
“You are going to just leave me here naked!? With a toy phone!?” she screams loudly. Just then, the shadow ran back top naked with a piece of clothing in hand. The shadow covers her with the piece of clothing. It was the top of a track suit! “I’m really sorry about that” the shadow said to her and replaces it with a different phone. "I already called for help so just wait here." He then walks over to sprinkly some grassy substances all over them. "If they ask what happened, just say that they were high and that you were in the wrong place at the wrong time and was assaulted for that reason"
At that moment, she couldn’t see the shadow’s face clearly. But she saw that it was a man. His body looks as if it was sculpted from marble. A man that had straight hair in the front and the face of a model. But the hair blocks her view of his eyes and nose. This left her daze in admiration.
The shadow then ran away as fast as he could top naked and within short moments, he was out of her sight. When she was able to recollect herself, she hurriedly calls for the police. “Who was that?” She murmurs.
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