Peeking from the bushes, amber eyes hidden by the leaves. The sound of clicking heels along with the sounds of a man with a flirty tone. “Come on… I can show you my new Jacuzzi back home”
“I shouldn’t… Mum, is at home…”, he grabbed her chin, “no, come on… be a good little girl for me”
Sickening, he thought. They walked passed him, his breathing slowed and the mark on his body glowed. Him?
Ah, yes… the Commander of the Boykin, got away with a lot of crimes and this girl…. another victim he assumed. He thought how foolish she was, she couldn’t have been no more than sixteen. “I really should be home”, she said.
“I’ll take you home…”, he said, he caught his gold eyes glimmer, the gold to mark the status he held. Just because he was rich, didn’t mean he was allowed to walk free like this. He bit his lip, he moved his foot just a bit to crush a leaf beneath it.
“What was that?”, The girl jumped in alert. “Is someone there?”
“Nonsense. Only us”, the Commander smiled. Deep down she hoped someone was there, someone was listening, she prayed. Why did she have to go and leave her friends because of some false crush and high ideals. The commander was a handsome fool, he was bold, the way he talked so confident. His walk, his built, it made girls talk; but no one knew his dark…. secrets.
The thoughts that went through his mind he acted on so passionately. He’s a sick man, help him.
“Come on… come home with me?”
Why was he so focused on getting her home? Why not just let her go? Run home girl, for you know not what you want.
“I really should be home…. My mother, she’s ill”, her mother was not ill. “She needs me, she’s old, she can barely walk–”
“I’m sure she’d want you to have fun”, he smirked. “Why not have fun with me?”
Dirty bastard… He wrapped around her waist and whatever he did made the girl yelp. She jerked away from him but he pulled her back. “Let me go, what are you doing?”
The girl desperately tried to escape from his hold that seemed to tighten with the more she struggled. She began to feel weak… her legs wouldn’t listen. Move damn you, she screamed at herself, the ccommander smiled as she buckled her knees. “W… what… did you…”
“You look ill child… I should take you somewhere, I’ll bring you to my home”
If a person is truly sick you don’t take them to your house. The more he waited the more the mark burned, it was urging him. Do it now. The commander picked her up bridal style, from this height she really was feeling weaker. Did… did he… did he drug me? Help… help me. “You seem ill there, I thank I have something at the house to knock that right… out”
The shaking of the ground, he caused made the man turn around with the girl in his hold. She continued to plead for help, she could not move, she couldn’t speak, to a normal person she really would seem ill but this is that illegal drug. He drugged her, realizing how much danger she was in, she squeezed her eyes shut in fear. Please, don’t kill me.
She heard a roar, “what are you!” The commander screamed. “Get out of here!”
His head moved robotically, amber eyes… status… just a civi no status at all but his appearance, was that of a Moi… and still asked what he was? Could he have been a taken, he thought, one of the people from the Dome that was taken from them and turned into the thing that stood before him?
His hair were locs that were long and black. The zipper that made his mouth was in the form of a smile. The beast growled, ” Ȩ̵͝.͟..̸̸ ̀E̛͢͢r̵̵̸a͞di̶c͏̵̡at̵͠è̡.͢..”
I’m in so much pain… He walked closer to them. So much pain… it hurts..
“W̭̎͆̓̇ͪo͎̰̟͎̤ͮ́u̟̺͎ͤͧ̔ͭͅl̝̳̱̓ͦ̇d͚̞̩̭ͤ̎ͪ̒͗̒n̗̟ͭ̀’͈̙̬̍͗͂ẗ̞̘̺̙̳̠̓ ̮͈͎͙̫̹̆ͮͧ̈́ͭȳ̅̎̓ọ͖̙̺͔̜̣u̙͚̜͛́ͯͭ ̜̮̝̌̂̍ͤ̚r̩͆a͖͔̘̳̽̒ͅt͂̒̄ͤͥh̟̣͇͋͌̍̀͛ͯ̈ͅḛ̼̞͉̫̅̅ͧͯ̓ͧ̈r̝͋ͬ ͉͆ͧ̈́ͦ̑̓l̪̎e͚̲͓͒͋ͬͧ̋â̟̫̭̺͍͙͗͊͗͌̅̈́v̻̪͉̱͒́̏̾̐ë̤́̊̌ͬ͌̄ ̤̣͓̩̊͌̃̉̑ͫͅt̠h̹̟̤̳͖̩͚͐͐e͖̗͉̟͕͊̍̌ ̪̩̺͉͇ͤ̆͌͆ͧ̅ğ̹͓̘̟̐̎̇̑̾i̤͉̖̺̖͎̚r͐ḽ͎̥̜̯̮̻ͩ̏̒̿ ̩͎͍a͚͈̥͙̫̘̦̓ͬ̔̆̊n͇ͯͮ͊ͫ͂ͪd̩̳͒̾ͥ͑̏̉̉ ̙̰͇̱͇ͧ̍̔ͅru̦̎͗̋ͨń̤͎͚̉ͭ̽̑? ̼̋̎̌ͥͭͥ̅”, his voice was so eerie, it made him freeze in place. He was almost a giant in a clown’s appearance. Covered in the same white body hugging suit, and he his only thought was “Who are you?”
The commandant arched his brow, “Whoooo?”, he chuckled. He was mocking an owl when it escaped his lips.
“Are you mocking me?”
The clown continued to chuckle madly, it’s back bent backwards. ” T͜҉̷̢̀e̷̷͟l̡̀ļ̛̀͡ ̨̡̧͘͠m̧͟͞é̛҉͘͟ ̵̧̀͘҉a̶̸̕͢ ͏j̧̕͜͜͞o̵͏͟k͏̵̨̀́ȩ̷̵”
Did he say tell him a joke? “Tell you a joke?”, it came out more nervously than he intended. “Alright… did you hear about the murder who was caught for biting?”
The commandant looked at him. “No?”
“Well, the girl he bit said he was pain in the ass”, he chuckled.
They locked eyes, neither one said anything. The commander began to sweat nervously. “Please don’t kill me”
It only took one word to evoke the power Andy wall where a painted woman came to life. Her hand stretched out and grabbed him off the ground, dropping the girl, “no! Nononono” you can’t do this to me!”, he screamed. “I served you!”
“The Peak no longer needs you… commander… you served your purpose and you betrayed your kind. Good job… soldier”, the clown grinned. “You did your duty”
“Please! No! I had time!”
“You wasted it… now… G̨̨̡̲̩͖̙̦̤͍̝͖̲̩̯̲̮̝͜r̡͏̬̥̰͚͎͖̖̼̘̫̙͉̹̰̻͎̫̭̦a̵̴̗̟̪̣̤̺̣̠̲̙̤̩̗̟̲͜͞͠f̛͉̩͈͈̫͍̙̺̜̙͈̞̫͈͎̕͝͡͞ͅf͍̬̲̳̣̞̤̩̳̱̫̣͕̳̖̫̖͚͘͟͟͞i̡͇̱̼̠̞̜͓̗̲͟ͅt̟̲̜̼̼̠̫̘̘̥͖͍͔̱̺͇͞͠o͠҉̫̖̬̦”
The artwork on the wall began to crush the man in its hold, the more she squeezed him, he bled the colors on the wall. Shades of red, black, and blue dripped to the ground. The clown picked up the girl with one hand. He stood and watched, waited for the Commander to take his last breath.
The commandant placed the girl somewhere safer away from harm, she couldn’t even feel it when he poked her with the antidote. The last thing she heard… “you’ll be ok… Asaka”