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01/17/2021 04:22 PM  simple revenge. simple revenge. Abandoned warehouse Time: 0300 hrs “Would you guys hurry this up I have people to kill and things to see?!” muttered Veronica as she stood near an exit door of a runned down warehouse. A clipboard in hand, she was jotting things down with a pen and paper. Captains Log: Vincent is going bat sh*t waiting for us to finish this cleanup. Mikey and Frankie are idiots, and Frank brought his girlfriend Mary to the job...again. A scribble here, a dot dot dot there, and she was finished. Soon looking up from the clipboard and over to the two guys scrubbing up a bloody mess. It wasn't Veronica's job to make sure things were cleaned up, she was only to make sure it got done on time. That meant by any means necessary, and to Veronica that could be a number of things that those two goofs wouldn't be happy with. Walking over to the scene, Veronica stopped just close enough to be standing over the body of a woman. Beaten to death so badly she was almost unrecognizable. Her face was a mangled puzzle, blood, broken bones, and flesh. Teeth that peeked through and were not in the correct places. Upon a dirty mattress, she laid there in her own feces and filth. The smell was of rotting meat in a refrigerator that was left outside in the sun. Veronica stood over the lady, deep in thought. She wondered what had the woman done to find herself there. She was more than likely a good person for all she knew but got herself in a bit of a hiccup. The view was boring, Veronica had seen it one too many times already working for Vince. She was constantly being called to babysit the boys, or to carry out some unspeakable act that nobody else would take. These videos, that masked men would make. A kidnapped victim in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Snatched up just to be the star of a sick and twisted broadcast, in front of a camera, the fans are watching... paying good money. The dark web was truly a disgusting place, but if not for situations such as this sh*t show, Veronica wouldn't have the job and wouldn't be getting paid, which is what she cared about. The lady meant nothing to her, they didn't know each other and Veronica had no feelings for her other than a curiousness of how she got there. Frankie and Mikey finally finished and wrapped the body in black trash bags. Mary stood by watching just as Veronica was but Mary hadn't lifted a finger to help the process. “Did your nails get messed up Mary? Any blood on your dress?” Veronica said with sarcasm. “Um, no... why?” Mary returned and Veronica just shook her head. “Of course not 'cause you did nothing... like every time you come with Frank. You are useless and get in the way” she spoke louder, getting annoyed. “Well, you can take it up with Vince.” she replied and Veronica scrunched her nose at her and rolled her eyes. She really disliked Mary but dealt with her because Frankie was a friend. She gets on her nerves and tests Veronica often, knowing she will behave herself; especially around Vincent. Later, Veronica arrived home and as soon as she came through the door she was in revenge mode again. Two days passed since Edward had Veronica jumped in an alley and even though he said they were even, she had other plans. It didn't matter anymore that Pookie was her best friend Tyler's cousin. She was not going to let it go. It wasn't her to do so, and he knew that perfectly well. He must be looking over his shoulder and watching his back everywhere that he goes. Veronica was good at being sneaky, she could use her newfound abilities and easily have him crying for his mama. But, she felt that wasn't playing fair, that wasn't the game. Pookie was going to pay for what he had done to her and now that she was healing mostly and had her plan in place, there was no stopping her. Quickly Veronica showered the stench of the night off of herself. She used a non-fragrance shampoo and soap. This was something she would do so she could not be smelled so easily. A cleansing then dressed in all black from head to toe. Her hair tied up in a tight bun, a mask pulled over her head. She concealed several weapons and then checked the clock. Giving herself only an hour to complete the task she had given herself. Straight out the back, quiet, silent feet as she took off on foot towards Edwards place. At this time she knew he would be there, awake or not he would know she was not done with him. Arriving sometime later, Veronica tiptoed around the side of his apartment. She could see the light from the television flashing through the living room window. Checking her surroundings, she crouched down with her back against the foundation. Under the window, she carefully moved to the side and slid up the wall until she could see through a space in the blinds. There he was, sitting on the couch, all alone playing a video game. Veronica smiled deviously and got back down, practically crawling to the backyard of his place. She knew the layout of his home pretty well having been there numerous times in fact he is stupid to think she wouldn't be coming for him. Peeling back the screen from his bedroom window, Veronica pulled out a knife to hack the lock. She was then inside his room without noise. Not even a sound from the blinds she was liquid in her movements. One step in and she looked down to the left, a woman was in his bed asleep. “Sh*t!” she thought to herself, not expecting to see a naked lady laying there. Veronica made sure to be extra quiet now and with one foot after the other, she slowly walked out of the room. Up against the hallway wall, she was patient. Down to all fours, she went rather fast across the carpet to behind the couch in which he sat. Pulling a gun from her boot, it just as ready to go as she was. Behind him, placed the barrel to his right side temple. “Boo pook!” she whispered into his ear and he froze, dropping the game controller in his lap. “Uh... V. Wha... what are you doing?” he asked with a tremble in his voice, his hands rising in the air with caution. “Oh ya know me... you're my boy and all but hey... can't let what you had done to me go so easily.” she said with a hint of insanity bursting at the seams. “Okay, okay wait? Can we work this out? Come on mane, we grew up together.” he squeaked at the end of his statement. “I don't give a f*** and you already know.” she spit as she spoke, pressing the gun harder against his head. “I'm sorry.” he replied, shaking in fear. She could tell he was actually scared that she would kill him; - he would have deserved it in her book. “You think that I am going to kill you?” she asked, softly running the tip of her tongue up the back of his ear. The hairs upon his arms standing at attention. “Please, don't kill me.” he said loudly and Veronica stood up and walked around the couch to face him. He looked up at her with furrowed brows and her dark orbs glanced to the hallway that led to the bedroom. “Who's the chic in your bed Pookie?” she questioned with her weapon drawn on him. “Just some random... why?” he asked in return and she shrugged. “I'm nosy.” she joked and pointed the gun down, pulling the trigger and shooting him in the right kneecap. “Ahhhh... f***!” Edward cried out and grabbed above his exploded knee. “Even yet?” she asked, smiling just as the woman from the bedroom came running out in a silk robe. “Oh my god!” the lady yelled and Veronica turned the gun on her and shot. One time, hit her in the upper right chest. The woman fell to the hallway floor and Veronica brought her attention back to Edward that was screaming, crying, and rolling about on his couch. “I hate you V.” he managed and Veronica smiled brightly. “Good.” she replied, put the gun away, and then was back out of the bedroom window, screen put back in place in no time. Cops – Pookie knew better than to call the cops and in his neighborhood, nobody cared enough to call them to the sounds of gunshots in the night. Luckily, he managed to get himself and his girl for the evening some medical attention, again, her name was never mentioned. Captains Log: There are ten minutes left to the hour I gave myself to complete my goal. Pookie learned a lesson. I am hungry and want a burger. Sleep... oh yeah, sleep. 0 Comments  Report Post

01/15/2021 04:20 PM  you son of a bitch, you're dead. "You son of a bitch, you're dead. Veronica's apartment. Time: 1300 The sound of Rambo and Layla howling woke Veronica from a deep slumber. She had just been out all night into the early morning. Dealing with a job from Vince that she had no choice but to finish before she could sleep. She was completely worn out and rolled onto her side, groaning, yelling at her dogs. “Hush!” she managed to get out, her lids slowly opening to a blurry white wall. It was light outside now and Veronica had lost track of time. “what the f*** is it?” she asked aloud, rubbing her eyes with her fists as she rolled onto her back once more. Sitting up, she slowly crawled out of bed. Itching her backside as she shuffled out into the living room. The dogs were on something fierce, barking loudly and jumping about. “Calm it down, what is it?” she asked and both of them led her to the front door. With a furrowed brow Veronica thought this behavior was odd for them so she carefully walked up to the front door to her apartment. Squinting one eye so she could look out of the peephole. She couldn't make out what was in her front yard. Curious as a kitten, she tried to quiet down her loyal companions as she peeked out of the blinds of the window. There, three cars were parked, dark tinted windows – no activity. “what was this all about?” she thought to herself and backed away from the window. Who knew who that could be. Veronica had a reputation and it could even be the police. She had no idea but whomever it was her dogs did not want them there. She felt the vibe and guided them back to her bedroom where she closed the door and began to hide some open paraphernalia. While getting into her black skinny jeans there was a knock at the door and a holler. “Aye, V.” Her orbs were huge as she realized who it was. Pookie, and the last time they saw each other Veronica chopped off one of his fingers. But it was only business, nothing personal. He was still her boy, at least she thought. But, he sure didn't sound happy. - “Oh sh*t!” she whispered and hurried up getting dressed in a black hoodie and boots. She grabbed her backpack that sat at the foot of her bed and threw it onto her back. And without even thinking she was gone out of the back door. Hopping a six-foot privacy fence and running off down an alley. Edward would be stupid to enter her place with her dogs there but she couldn't risk it. Veronica didn't need to worry about their safety, they could certainly take care of themselves. Several blocks away, Veronica started to walk so she could catch her breath. The phone in her pocket began to buzz and ring. She reached for it and it was him, calling her. He knew she was there and was now on foot somewhere. For some reason, she decided to answer. “Yeah?!” she answered with delay. “Ah, V... what's up, it's your boy Pook. I need to see you. No bullsh*t, no hard feelings about before, I promise mane.” he said and Veronica sensed nervousness in his voice. He was lying and she could tell. “What do you need?” she asked as she stood there in the middle of an empty alley. Just then he hung up on her and she heard a noise from behind. Turning around, she was suddenly hit in the face with a pipe and it knocked her to her back instantly. Veronica coughed and turned onto her side, her hands covering her nose as blood began to river from her nostrils. Crimson tongue, she swallowed tasting it, and spit out onto the street in which she laid. Within a moment's time she was being kicked and punched from all directions, it must have been at least ten of them all knocking the wind from her and beating her in her head. Immediate headache and her vision turned to a blur, she felt nauseous, pain, and ribs were surely broken. Coming close to unconsciousness, Veronica curled up in a fetal position, her own blood pooling and getting into her hair. It seemed like forever but it only lasted a few minutes before they scattered like roaches and were gone. She laid there still and silent, a cough of blood here and there. Her nose was surely broken and most likely a few ribs, a concussion, and some loose teeth. Her phone started to ring once again as it laid upon the gravel next to her face. Her eyes crept open and she reached to tap the answer on the screen. “Now we are even.” said Edward - he was serious. Veronica just smiled with a mouth full of bloody teeth and hung up on him. Already plotting revenge in her head, if he thought it was over he is sadly mistaken. 0 Comments  Report Post

05/18/2020 12:28 PM  eulogy eulogy ! how can I say goodbye   Leaves fell from strong branches, alive—would grow again and again. Some aren't so lucky, how it could be so much easier to be someone...something else. Perhaps you think about what you would be, or even dream about it. If you could, what would you be? These leaves cascaded over disturbed earth that was watered with the tears of those who love, cherish, and will miss. The doll stood, silence, cold and pale. Tear-filled orbs, refusing to let one fall, she wouldn't blink, couldn't move, couldn't speak. “Veronica... say something.” said the funeral director and the depressed lamb stared into the distance, feeling the cool breeze upon her face. The tears began to fall, leaving river traces behind. A tremble, her lungs quivering as she cleared her throat. Alone, felt so alone. Rain drenched the grounds and fed the flowers left at each resting place. Veronica licked her lips and with an aching heart and sorrow filled eyes she began to speak. “I'm not good at saying how I feel... that will never change. Mama, I can't believe you are gone, I regret all the pain I caused you. I miss you so much already and I know I can never repay you for everything you have done for me and Jared. I know we were bad kids, I know things were tough for every one of us. You had it the worst, and I did nothing, all that time I... we let it happen. Until that day...” Uncontrollable sobbing-- “I did it for us, I hope you can forgive me. I loved you, my sweet mother... I do love you, but it is too late now. I never got to tell you. I love you, I am you... I love you mama.” She threw herself to the ground in front of the black casket her mother rested in. Digging her digits into the dirt, losing herself. Wanting to be with her mother, just one last chance to see her again. To hug her and smell her shampoo, to listen to her tell her she could be something someday if she just tried hard enough. Left alone... nobody else even showed. Alone. “I love you mama, I hope you knew.” 0 Comments  Report Post

05/12/2020 12:26 PM  Supply & Demand part 2 Image after image, thumb swipe left; Pookie was showing some ladies a good time knowing it was all Veronicas supply. The drugs, the demand;--it just did things to people, made them into something they normally wouldn't be, even if it meant fvcking over their friends. Veronica thought she could trust Edward, he was Tylers cousin and she had known Goblin since they were little brats in the streets of Brooklyn New York. Pookie knew better, at least Veronica thought he did but from the looks of it, seems he was on a whole different level and she would now be forced to show him the consequences of his bad decisions. Veronicas apartment [ compton ] Time: 0945 hrs Rolling over in bed, anger struck her core and she immediately called Tyler. Her dogs waited patiently at the foot of her bed as she made the call. She didn't care of the time, knew he'd be passed out but he would answer. Sure enough, after several rings, he finally picked up. “V, whats up?” he asked, his voice deep and grimy. “Ty Ty, where is Pook?” she asked calmly, a simple question. Kept a certain level to her voice as to not set him on a curious band of questioning. “Huh? I don't know he ain't here, why?” he replied, his eyes still closed; she could tell. “Give me his new number.” she requested and he huffed and she could hear tussling around, he didn't know it off the top of his dome. “There mane, I text you the number.” he said, trailing off as he fell back asleep and hung up on her. Next, the phone call. Veronica instantly called Edward up, she let it ring and ring but he never answered. “Alright, I got you Pook.” she said out loud to herself, feeling her head pound, she was pissed and hungover. Not going to be a good day and if Vincent found out she was so careless and too fvcked up to keep ahold of his drugs, he would have a field day bitching her out. Not today, not today. Finally crawling out of bed, she threw her phone on the comforter and gave her dogs some much-needed attention. Petting all of them as a smile grew to her petals. They always could bring her out of a bad mood. “Come on guys, breakfast time.” she chimed and walked out of her bedroom into her tiny kitchen to make them some steak and rice--they love it. Popping a few Percocets, she chugged a bottle of water and went to get dressed for her short trip she was planning in her head. Veronica was going to go find Edward herself and have a little chat with him. Most importantly, send a message. After barely getting into a pair of black skinny jeans and a band t-shirt, boots slipped on and a fag stuck to her pout, lit; inhaled. She was off on foot, walking from her apartment the girl ignored everyone that yelled out to her. She didn't have anything on her to sell and it was all Edwards fault. It made her teeth clench and grind as she thought about what she was going to do to him. He wasn't going to get off easily and it wasn't like he could just give the used-up drugs back, he wouldn't even be able to pay her back, and then she would be in deep with Vince. Miles away, Veronica reached her destination; Pookies apartment, and sure enough, his car was outside of his place and she side smirked, an idea coming to mind. Looking around to see if it was clear, the fugitive broke into his car, popped the trunk, and retrieved a baseball bat. She then jumped up on the hood of his car and began to yell. “POOKIE!!! GET YOUR FVCKING ASS OUT HERE NOW!” slam—the bat swung and smashed his front windshield. “OH EDWARD!” she called out again, smoke dangling from her lips as she slammed the bat down once again on the glass. Shattering it and webbing it all the way across. Soon neighbors came out to see what was going on and saw Veronica going to town on his car. Everyone knew better than to mess with her so they just watched and she could hear the oooh's and ahhh's and laughter from those watching. Eventually, Edward peeked from the blinds of the front window and his eyes widened and soon he came rushing out. His arms thrown up in the air as he had a look of anger written all over his thieving face. “POOKIE!” she hollered and jumped down, patting the bats end against the sides of her boots. “Let's talk shall we?” she asked, walking right past him and into his apartment. His hands covered his face for a moment as he processed his car being totally trashed. Shaking his head in disbelief, he hung his head and went inside to greet his fate. “Look, V... I'm really sor.” he spit out and Veronica interrupted him instantly. “Save it. You know what you did, I know what you did, and you know what? Vince is going to know what you did too, so I hope your punkass had a good time on our dime last night. I lost a lot and now you are gonna lose something.” she exclaimed, an evil look in her eye. He shut up and immediately grabbed his crotch and she laughed, smashing her cigarette out in an ashtray on the coffee table. “Pick one Pook, right or left?” she asked and his expression turned to confusion. “Why? What you mean V? C'mon mane, give me a break I was fvcked up last night and so were you.” he said with a hint of fright in his voice. She sat down on his couch, cool, calm, and collected. “I said pick one, right or left?” she asked again and he shook his head. “Veronica what the fvck? Why? Mane...” he was getting nervous and began to pace back and forth in front of her. It was too late, he messed up royally and deserved what was coming to him and Veronica did not play around with anyone when it came to her business. “Left...” he muttered barely audible and she side smirked. Within a blink of an eye had her knife out and his hand held down atop of the coffee table, fingers spread out, she wasted no time. Her hand raised and came down with fury, cutting his left pinky finger right off. Edward screamed like a little bitch and as Veronica let go of his wrist, he grabbed it with his other hand and fell to the ground, rolling onto his side, cussing, crying, and screaming in agony. “V...” he yelled as tears streamed down his cheeks; unable to be helped. Veronica felt nothing for his pain, he had to be taught a lesson and he was lucky she had known him so long, or, he may have been killed. Stepping over him, she glanced back at him as she opened the front door. “Now you know better Pookie... no hard feelings. I'll talk to Vince, see if I can spare you the right one.” she said with a hint of amusement to her tone. - though she wasn't kidding. Closing the door behind her, she lit up a smoke and began her walk back home. The message was sent, even to one of her closest friends. 0 Comments  Report Post

04/08/2020 09:16 PM  Supply & Demand feat. Edward aka Pookie and Levi (npc) South Cali – 0145 hrs Music blared, beautiful bodies... curves that wrapped themselves around stiff chrome poles. The air was smoke-filled, it burned your eyes but you would dismiss it. The guests were drunken and disorderly, lines spread out upon mirrored tables and white powder was snorted up their rich nostrils. Upscale, the word to describe the establishment was premium. Everyone who was anyone was allowed in, all others were considered less than human and ignored. You may think Veronica would fit into the ignored category, you'd be wrong. The long islands found their way to her table as she sat with random flash queens and their mates, tongues dangling out of their skulls as the drugs made them beasts in their own fleshbags. Smoking a fag, the woman sat quietly, orbs locked upon silk panties of her favorite dancer. Kandy, in her new environment; like a kitten learning its way around its new home. Veronica had to keep a watchful eye on her and she couldn't take her eyes off of her. That beauty, those thighs, and hips, legs for days. She admired her physique. Wished she had a body like that, perhaps she would be looked at the same way. These men drooling on themselves as they watched her sway and work her magic. Hypnotic; bring another round. Snorting a fine line, the green-haired doll lifted her head and tilted it back; that burn she enjoyed and held it as long as she could. Feeling it slide down the back of her throat just a bit before she finally gave a good swallow. Tasting it upon her tongue her orbs closed and her muscle ran over her pearly white teeth. Again... and again. As her lips began to turn numb, she was fading away to somewhere wonderful. “Excuse me?” cleared throat... eyes slowly opening into small slits and looking up. Snarling, Veronica blinked almost in slow motion up at Levi. “What do you want?” she asked with slurred speech; fag fallen from her lips onto the tabletop, she didn't notice. “Can't you just leave me alone man. Or... I don't know go jerk off or something.” she muttered up at him and then noticed her cigarette burning out upon the table. Picking it up, she popped it back between her numb lips and took a long, deep drag. Blowing smoke quickly and roughly out at him. “You're smashed V and someone is looking for you. I think he may want to hurt you. That is why I am here, remember? To protect your neck.” he spat at her not meaning to and she got angry, but was so far gone for the night already she let it slide. “I never asked for you to be given this assignment, did I? No, that wasn't me.” she replied and put out her smoke in an ashtray upon the top of the table. Minutes passed as Levi stood by, standing there in his suit and tie like a goon on the job. He couldn't hide it, had to look the part. This irritated Veronica to no end, it wouldn't be that bad of him following her around if it didn't look so suspicious. “V... aye... V.” was yelled as a group began to move down the aisle towards the table she sat at, full of people she barely knew but sold drugs to. If it wasn't for that and Kandy working there, she would be elsewhere handling other business or even at home, sleeping where she actually needed to be but barely was. “Who's that?” she asked herself and popped her head out into the aisle. Levi rushed to move in front of her, blocking whoever was coming for her. She could hear arguing but faintly and it seemed like it was getting rather heated. Veronica snorted up the last line that was displayed so nicely before her and then wiped her nose on her arm. Taking a sip of someone's Brandy and lighting another smoke, she got up from her chair, wobbly legs, and got in the middle of it. “Stop, stop, stop all this nonsense.” she slurred and laughed, seeing it was just Pookie and some strange-looking individuals, including another stripper she didn't know. “Oh, it's just Pook. Stupid Levi.” she said, shoving Levi out of the way and throwing herself into Edward's arms. Hugging him tight and kissing him on the lips. He blinked, not expecting her to do that and he looked up at Levi. They both shook their heads at each other. “She's gone.” Levi spoke and Pookie started laughing, Veronica then passing out in his embrace. - The next morning Veronica awoke in her bed, dogs at the foot... awaiting to be fed. Her hand instantly went to her head and she whispered aloud. “Headache!” then reached for her phone, 15 messages in her inbox of pictures. Pookie at the club after Levi escorted her home... with her bundles and baggies of drugs, having a good ole time on her dime. This isn't going to be good for him. One thing you did not mess with... was Veronicas business. 0 Comments  Report Post

04/02/2020 09:15 PM  [DID] The Window   "i am okay today." and I met a new friend.     D   ear Mother and Father,            I am sorry it has been so long since my last letter. I have been unable to use a pencil and paper for some time, that is until now. I miss you so much, the feeling inside my stomach is overwhelming at times. I get frightened and I can't sleep; all I do is think of you. Damien, him as well. I think of him, I did not tell you in my last writings, he was taken away and I am in a new home again. With new children, they are so mean. I want to go home so badly, I cry every night and they yell at me for my emotions. I try to be strong, the doctor says I am strong. I don't believe her. Today I got to look out of the window, only after I ripped down the blinds that blackout the light. I could never reach it before, but today I met a girl. A shorter girl than I. She is a quiet girl just as I am. We don't speak much but we like to play hide -n- seek. We smile at each other sometimes when nobody else is looking. That is how I know we will be great friends. She helped me reach the window, I broke the blinds, I'm sure I will get in trouble mother, but to see the sun rays shine onto the floor of the room warmed me inside and I felt better for a little while.  We sat together, upon the wooden planks of the floor where the sun beamed into place. She hugged me close to her and held me. The window capturing both of our attention, twinkling hues. That is until the house mother came rushing into the room. She slapped my new friend across the cheek, her pale skin turned red and my smile diminished into a frown, tears in my eyes. The house mother yanked her away by her hair and drug her out of the room and down the hallway. My friend screamed and cried and I did nothing... nothing. I never help, I freeze, curl up and wrap my arms around my knees. I want to help Father. Can you help me? Please come back and get me, and Damien. Please... I miss you so much it is too much to bare any longer.  Later, the house mother came back into the room; she screamed at the top of her lungs about the broken blinds on the window. I was in trouble, I knew I would be, but she hurt me... she hit me, she burnt me with her cigarette, she said horrible things. Things a lady should never say. Please come home, I miss you so much.  With urgency,        Lilliana.     0 Comments  Report Post

12/30/2019 04:09 PM  Martian vs Goblin Part 2 Martian vs Goblin Part 2 a freeze and a snow storm brews. What have they created? TIME: 0000 That night, Veronica stayed in the woods until dawn, just watching the building and avoiding the men with search dogs. She was shivering cold, teeth chattering as she held herself in her own embrace. She was afraid, nervous, and wasn't sure of what to do. She impulsively left her best friend behind, thinking she could get help. Hoping she could get to help. It seemed she had these newfound abilities that she was quite curious about. She wanted to know so many things, had tons of questions, but, that night... just before dawn. Veronica traveled what appeared to be extremely far through the damp, cold forest. She didn't know where she was, however, she knew how long she was in the transport van and it wasn't exceedingly long. The green-haired girl was filthy when she finally reached a road to somewhere. Soon enough, an older woman pulled over and insisted she give her a ride home. Turned out the center was only thirty miles away from where Veronica and Tyler lived. TIME: 0700 Once home, Veronica sprinted across the grassy field to the building she lived in with her Mama, Father, and Brother. When she got there nobody was home so she ran and hid in her closet, the only thing she wanted to do at that very moment was cry, and that is exactly what she did. Sobbing for what could've been hours. The young punk suddenly began to see things moving in the bold black. She was making it even darker than it already was in the small space, controlling anything that was touched by her darkness. Time went on slowly and she began to discover many things about herself, even understanding and using the knowledge to move from shadow to shadow and how to be completely invisible within it. Eventually, she fell into a deep slumber while waiting for her family to return home. Figuring they wouldn't care nor believe her and she would be forced to take matters into her own hands. Tyler was her best friend, growing up together they protected each other's necks. Veronica was feeling guilty for leaving him behind, and she hoped he would understand why she did what she did. Everything was happening so fast and it was a very confusing time. She saw an opportunity to escape, so, she took it and if she hadn't, maybe they both would be stuck there; having experiments being done on their sensitive bodies. -Perhaps even deceased by now. TIME: 2200 By the time her family arrived home, she was hibernating in the closet. Feeling safe and comfortable in the darkness she had created inside of it. Awakening, the tough girl came out and rushed to her mama, trying to explain what happened, where Tyler was, what was happening to him; and that they had been kidnapped. Her mother was trashed already with a track-line; her father left the minute they got home. Her mama just brushed her off with a wave of her hand. Of course, she didn't believe her, nor care. Veronica knew this would happen, so she went to her older brother Jared instead, he would believe her. Jared went directly to his room and shut the door and locked it the minute they got home. He didn't say a word to anyone, not even his sister. Veronica wondered what was going on with him, but that would have to wait until she spoke to him about what happened. The worried girl went to her brothers' room and knuckle tapped three times on the upper part of his bedroom door. It was a code between them type of knock. He got up from his bed and unlocked the door and opened it, allowing Veronica to pass by before closing it and locking the door once again. Jared then went back to what he was doing, which was just lying in his bed, staring at the wall. “Jared, I need to talk to you.” she said and he looked over at her, taking in a deep inhale as he knew very well that Veronica got into trouble often and what had she done now. It was impossible sometimes for him to help her. As they got older, he knew she was sick in the head but was a good person overall and he loved her like a brother should love his younger sister. Veronica began to go on and on, telling him every single thing she could remember about that day. How the people in the biohazard suits came rushing out of the vehicles and kidnapped them. How they were strapped down and what these doctors explained to them. She even tried to explain the new powers she somehow became equipped with. The punk even realized she could see things by holding objects. Of course, all of these new things required concentration, which in her case was hard sometimes. After all, her racing thoughts and flight of ideas were always out of control. She refused to take her medication and ignored her therapists' instructions. Just as she thought, her brother did believe her. He usually did unless she was just completely off the wall. What really made him believe her was the file she showed him from the institution. Project: (MARS4) Status: PAUSED Observation: 48 Battle Schedule: 1/1/2020 Subject#4FB: Veronica Blackwood (Martian) Psychometric power: - the ability to discover facts about an event or person by touching inanimate objects associated with them. Shadow Camouflage: - be unseen in shadows. Darkness Manipulation: can create, shape, and manipulate darkness and shadows. By itself, darkness is mostly used to cloud everything into total darkness, but by accessing a dimension of dark energy it can be channeled to a variety of effects, both as an absence of light and a solid substance: one can also control and manipulate the beings that exist there, create and dispel shields and areas of total darkness, create constructs and weapons, teleport one's self through massive distances via shadows, etc. Subject#4FC: Tyler (Ty Ty) Johnson (Goblin) Telekinesis: - is a psychic ability allowing a person to influence a physical system without physical interaction. Thermokinesis: - create, control, and manipulate heat. Pyroportation: can teleport via fire, merging into a flame of any size and appearing anywhere else from the same element. Force-Field Generation: can create a shield, wall, or a field formed from energy, elements, the environment, or by manipulating smaller items to form a greater whole. Jared told her that it sounded like some science fiction type movie and she explained that the information was correct. She could really do those things, but, she left before being able to see if Ty could use his or not. She worried for her friend, she felt guilty and that it was her duty to get him out of there and expose the place for what it really is. TIME: 2315 Veronica fell asleep in Jared's room, he was looking through the file and realized it has a date for them to battle. This made him wonder how much more had been done to him since his sister escaped. He may not be the same person that she knows. He knew very well that Veronica was planning on going back to get him, he just knew her that well. He also knew she did not want any form of law enforcement or government type to be involved. She was constantly in trouble with the law and they more than likely would either blow her off or throw her into a behavioral center somewhere. A realization came to him and he woke up his sister. “Veronica, you need to know that Ty Ty may not be the same guy we know and love when you go to this place.” he said as she rubbed her eyes, waking back up. “Don't worry about it Jared, I don't care... I need my Ty Ty back and that place is gone and that will become true soon enough.” she replied and he closed the file, dropping it on his nightstand and turning out the light. “Sleep in here tonight V, who knows what Felix is up to.” he said and they both slipped off to sleep. TIME: 0215 Later, Veronica awoke in a cold sweat, not remembering if she was having a nightmare or not but suddenly she just had the urge. It was time to go and it was time to go now. Looking over to her sleeping brother, she half-smiled. He always believed in her, even though she put him through so much hell. He always picked up her pieces and tried to put them back together again. As if he were doing a 1000 piece puzzle and he was trying to glue the pieces together that didn't fit correctly. Veronica was not like normal girls, she knew that everyone knew that. Feather-light footsteps helped her float across her brothers' room and over to the window. It was already unlocked so she quickly got it open and disappeared into the dark, cold winter night. The snow was falling softly, she wasn't prepared at all and it didn't bother her. She felt hot, she felt steaming hot as unique snowflakes landed on the exposed flesh and melted instantly steam rising; running as fast as she could across the empty courtyard. Absolute nobody was around on this night, it was freezing outside and the snow had been falling gently all day long. Making it to a bushy area about 5 miles away from her home she found an entrance and trail into the woods that would eventually lead her right where she wanted to be. She could have used her abilities, but she needed her strength and mind power surely to be able to get Tyler out of there. Veronica as nervous as ever and had a gut feeling things were not going to go smoothly. It wasn't going to be just her walking in, grabbing Ty Ty and leaving, burning the place down on the way out. She knew it and was preparing herself mentally for it. She would be underestimated like normal and she would have to prove that she was stronger than people thought. Everyone considered her weak; for everyone that knew what went on in her household of abuse, neglect, and rape. TIME: 0400 It took her a good while to find the area she was in while she waited and read through the file that night. But once she found it, memories came flooding back and her upper lip snarled. She was angry and was ready to kill anyone that got in her way. Scanning around, the darkness of the early morning hours held good for her as she would be invisible to the naked eye. This wasn't something she needed to concentrate on, it could happen easily if she wanted it to. Veronica would need to try to keep her thoughts on track, on the prize, on the reason she was there and not think about random things, music lyrics finding their way into her mind would ruin her jumps or formations, even her visions. Crouched down in the brush, her hues scanned the area and did not see a soul around, she felt nobodies heat coming from anywhere close by. That made her think of Ty, his abilities that she read about in the file. He could control fire, why hadn't he escaped himself? So many questions have gone unanswered but soon she would know. TIME: 0430 Estimated Sunrise at 0600 On her hands and knees, she crawled past the treeline, staying down extremely close to the ground. It was freezing and she forgot her gloves, her hands were numb already. Veronica should have prepared, she was going to, but for some reason, something just told her that the time was now, tonight was the night she would break him out. Creeping up close to the building, she laid upon her belly on the ground as she heard whispers nearing and then shortly afterward them fading away. Her heart was beating rapidly within her chest, it was so loud, she could hear it herself. Swallowing hard with her hues open wide, she cleared her mind and focused on getting on the inside of the structure. Veronica moved into a shadow near a window on the side of the construction, the blinds were open; how strange she thought to herself, maybe they knew she was coming. Paranoia set in, it could very well be a trap, but, if it was they were in for a real treat. Peeking into the window she saw the perfect opportunity to get inside, a nice sized shadow from a curtain on another window. Seemed they were trying to make some décor decisions for the Research center, how dumb she thought. She used the shadow she had her eye on and jumped. She really should have prepared. Eventually, she climbed up into the ceiling and on all fours, searched for Ty. There were workers walking around everywhere. Wearing white lab coats and carrying their little clipboards. She rolled her eyes seeing anyone other than whom she wanted to see. Coming up to the room they both were held in before her escape, there he was. The room, however, was not the same, it was much different. Thick walls of steel and bulletproof glass, much more protection these people needed from him. Furrowing her brows, she had to see him, she just had to. Inching closer to being completely above the room, she peeked through a crack and there he was in her view. He looked the same to her, the same as he did when she abandoned him there. Still being restrained by the wrists and ankles, but, by some alien-looking type of material instead of the normal leather straps. What was going on now? What happened to him while they were apart? As curious as she was, Veronica had to find out. TIME: 0515 The brave girl waited, tired herself she noticed Tyler had fallen asleep... she also noticed his file on the counter. She had to get her hands on that file. Veronica removed a ceiling tile and lowered herself down into his room. She stood in the smallest of shadows, remaining unseen. She reached and snatched the file, opened it up, and began reading. Project: (MARS4) Status: PAUSED Observation: 48 Battle Schedule: 1/1/2020 Subject#4FB: Veronica Blackwood (Martian)-escaped w/ extended abilities post-injection Psychometric power: - the ability to discover facts about an event or person by touching inanimate objects associated with them. Umbrakinesis: - can manipulate and control darkness or shadows. Shadow Camouflage: - be unseen in shadows. Darkness Manipulation: can create, shape, and manipulate darkness and shadows. By itself, darkness is mostly used to cloud everything into total darkness, but by accessing a dimension of dark energy it can be channeled to a variety of effects, both as an absence of light and a solid substance: one can also control and manipulate the beings that exist there, create and dispel shields and areas of total darkness, create constructs and weapons, teleport one's self through massive distances via shadows, etc. Water Mimicry: -is made up of or can transform their body completely into water. Users' transformed form is anatomically identical to their normal form, aside from being made of water, in which case it contains all to organs and is somewhat vulnerable to attacks. Alternately the user can transform into the homogeneous matter, without any part of their form being more important than the other. Subject#4FC: Tyler (Ty Ty) Johnson (Goblin)-active w/ response to injection Telekinesis: - is a psychic ability allowing a person to influence a physical system without physical interaction. Thermokinesis: - create, control, and manipulate heat. Pyroportation: can teleport via fire, merging into a flame of any size and appearing anywhere else from the same element. Force-Field Generation: can create a shield, wall, or a field formed from energy, elements, the environment, or by manipulating smaller items to form a greater whole. Fire Breath:- breathe out flames -is able to generate and manipulate fire within them in a way that allows them to shape the exhaling of the effect. These shapes can include bursts, streams, spheres, even a mist of it from the mouth. Geo-Thermokinesis:- manipulate, control, and create lava, magma, and volcanoes. Can create, shape, and manipulate molten rock (magma, while underground, lava when on the surface), a mixture of molten or semi-molten rock, volatiles, and solids, it may also contain suspended crystals, dissolved gas, and gas bubbles. Self-Detonation:- explode self and reform. can cause themselves to explode with varying effects from simply blowing open a door to explosions with the magnitude of nuclear explosions and recover/reassemble. They may be able to control the strength of the explosion, blow up portions of their body, or severe parts of their bodies and let it explode at contact with the enemy. TIME: 0530 After reading the file, she realized she had much more power than she thought and so did Tyler. This was so crazy, maybe it was just a dream, some wild dream she couldn't awaken from. Perhaps it was Veronica's Psychosis playing it's a dirty trick of illusion again. But, it was real, at least she felt like it was real. She was actually doing these things, her best friend was right there being held in bed. Closing the file she held onto it by rolling it up and tucking it down her right pant leg, it would stay put and not show too much. Veronica stood there inside of a shadow for a moment, thinking, wondering, getting furious by the second. Anger was so overwhelming that these liars did this to them, just some kids that weren't hurting anybody. Just some motherf***ing kids. TIME: 0555 How to get him out of there she wondered, he couldn't do the same things as her, they would have to cause some damage on the way which was what she intended on doing in the first place. Every single person other than her and Tyler had to die, she didn't care about their families or friends, they took them without caring how this would affect them. Just about to step out of the darkness, and a few men came running. Opening the door and coming inside the room with each of them holding syringes filled with a neon green liquid. Veronica's orbs widened. She had to stop them from giving him those. Whatever it was didn't belong inside of him and she would kill each and every one of the men. TIME: 0600- Sunrise The clock hit six in the morning and Tyler suddenly opened his eyes and began to growl and thrash in his bed. He blew fire from his mouth like a dragon but it didn't go very far. The men jumped back and Veronica couldn't believe her eyes; seeing an electric charge jolting around his restraints. It was amazing, to say the least, but she had to stop these men and release him. Fleeing from the darkness she showed herself and the three men and Tyler all looked at her, surprised and shocked to see her there. Tyler didn't calm down like she thought he would, he continued to blow fire and his body began to steam. The men screamed No and Veronica didn't know why they were saying it. Quickly using her ability to bring forth darkness so she may twist off his restraints and both of them can escape. The room turned completely black, though his flames made a bright orange and red glow within its matter. She gasped, he wasn't supposed to be able to lighten the darkness at all, the men couldn't see this but Veronica and Tyler could. Veronica did what she was to do anyway and removed all four of his restraints and a shock collar from his neck. Instantly Ty Ty leaped from his bed on top of her and began blowing fire in her face like a blow torch. Suddenly water blocked her body and face, absorbing her into it and pooling upon the floor. Tyler became frustrated at this witchery and he stomped around the room, the H2o moved back into the shadows of the room. Her darkness lost as soon as her attention on it was taken away by the tackle from Tyler. Ty Ty then turned to face the men, throwing fire at them; breathing flames. They became ablaze and ran around the room screaming. Veronica could hear their cries and could smell their burnt hair and flesh. Soon bone fell into ashes upon the tile floor. Veronica stayed in hiding. “Tyler Johnson.” she yelled, unable to be seen by him. He could feel the coolness as she stood there drenched in water in the shadows. “Tyyyyyyy Tyyyyyy!” she laughed and jumped to another shadow just outside of the door of his room. She waved and he saw her and growled, snarled upper lip and he came charging for the door. She didn't understand why he was acting like he didn't know her. Maybe they wiped his memory, who knew what they had done to him while she was gone. Quickly, she began to run just as Tyler busted through the glass of the door and threw a fireball down the hall, barely missing her as the hallway turned to the right. “Ty Ty no!” she hollered and jumped into a nice shadow at the end of the hall. She stopped, waited for him to come chasing after her and as soon as he got close enough she jumped out on top of his back. Tyler spun around with Veronica clinging to him. “Tyler Johnson it is V, this is V!” she chanted into his ear and suddenly collapsed herself into water. Covering his entire body, putting out his anger. He stopped, stood with a look of confusion upon his features. She then reformed and stood before him and startled him, he punched her in the face-busting her lip. “Veronica?” he muttered, and she nodded, trying to keep it together. People would be coming soon looking for them, shifts probably changed at seven in the morning. Both of them stood there staring at each other, breathing heavily and just a complete mess. “V!” he said with excitement in his voice and he grabbed her and hugged her tight. “Ty Ty, no time... we have to get out of here right now!!! Now!!” she demanded and he nodded in agreement. Tyler and Veronica took off, him burning a hole in the wall so they jumped right out of it. As they escaped, they turned to face the building and then looked at each other. “Burn it down!” she said with a grin and Tyler caught the place on fire. They then both ran off into the unknown together. 0 Comments  Report Post

11/22/2019 11:20 PM  Martian vs Goblin Martian vs Goblin Part 1 A cold November night, the year 2008. Just some motherf***ing kids. TIME: 1600 Young thugs, punks in the streets of Brooklyn New York, running amuck; causing chaos with any chance that they could get. Slinging drugs, ducking and diving was the life for many of the guys around the building. Lack of parental supervision and neglect fell upon just about every kid in the hood. Some had it worse than others. Veronica definitely had it bad at home, but at least she had her older brother Jared to hold it down sometimes. He would try his best to keep their father off of Veronica and their mother Luna. But, then again he had to deal with keeping the poor excuse of a man off himself as well. The green-haired girl tended to stay outside most of the time. At her age, other than school, there wasn't too much to do but hang with the other kids and get into trouble. In which she and her friends typically were, constantly in and out of the Juvenile detention center-just troubled teens. Normal activity, the street lights were just getting ready to come on. The young ones now would run inside for dinner, at least what their mothers or some form of guardian could put together for dinner. The only people outside and around the neighborhood at the incoming hour were the drug dealers, hookers, straight up hoes, and the ones just hanging about, drinking, smoking some form of drug on the corners. Not even the police came around at this time and Veronica's mother and father surely weren't home. There, she sat on top of a railing near the entrance of her building. Her mother moved them around a lot when her father was off on a long bender, but he would always find his way back. The young girl tried not to get to comfortable in places, settling in was difficult. It was always the same line with her mother. “We are only here until the loan goes through on the house.” Her mother must be more delusional than she; to think she would ever be approved for a home loan. The wind suddenly picked up slightly as the sky darkened; it became dreary and some of the older guys began to scatter out some. One here, one there, one looking around as he walked like he was scoping the place. Veronica was pretty observant most of the time, it was hard for her to mind her own business, but she was always quiet about it. As if she were creating secrets for nobody to know but herself. Squinting her eyes at this behavior, she pulled out a pack of Newports from the back pocket of her dirty denim. Boxed so they wouldn't be as crushed as they would if they were a soft pack. The girl lit up a smoke, inhaling the first drag and holding it in as she jumped down from the railing and pocketed her cigarettes and lighter again. Across from her childhood friend Tyler or Ty Ty to most, she lifted her chin up at him, signaling that she had a suspicious feeling. Ty and Veronica were extremely close friends, they told each other everything and that included sexual encounters they had. Even as teenagers, they partied like rock stars. The pale-skinned punk had an amazing intuition and Ty Ty knew that very well. If her gut told her something and she went the opposite way it would turn out badly. Tyler was extremely intelligent, testing the top in their school. Even though their school rated D, his IQ tested off the charts. Doctors had no answers for how or why, but his talent would go nowhere living the hard life. Tyler and Veronica slowly walked together out from the walkway to their building and across the grass into plain view. They both stood near each other, both smoking, both looking around like they were ready for a fight. Had to be prepared for anything, but, something was definitely feeling strange. The wind was picking up but that didn't mean anything in this part of town, not even a blizzard could keep people inside. The struggle was real and nothing would stop those that were desperate enough. Veronica puffed down her cancer stick and couldn't avoid this inner feeling she had. Perhaps it was just something in her head. Maybe, she was about to change, she couldn't explain it, but she knew something was about happen. “Yo, what you thinking?” asked her friend Ty as he knelt down next to her and watched the surroundings. “I dunno, something is coming.” young Veronica replied to Tyler with a hint of suspicion to her answer. The wind blew colder, the sky turned the darkest of grey. TIME: 1900 Screams were heard just down the street, screeching sounds of speeding tires through the neighborhood. Getting closer, and closer to Veronica and Ty Ty. He stood up next to the emerald haired girl and flicked his cigarette off into the distance. “What the f*** was that?” he asked. “How the hell should I know, I'm not a psychic.” she sarcastically footnoted at him. Just then, three white vans all pulled up in a row and stopped, each lined up behind the other at the curb. Veronica noticed there were absolutely zero people on the street, no cars, no bums...nobody. “Ty what the f*** is going on?” she asked as if he knew any more than she did, but for all she knew maybe he did. Tyler took a step to the right, placing himself in front of her like a shield. “Tyler?” she whispered in his ear, pushing up close to his back. He still wouldn't say anything, just stood there in front of her. The side doors of the three vans all opened at the same time. Men and women in white biohazard type suits and gas masks worn began to exit the vehicles and walk towards them. Veronica could tell Ty was frightened and so was she, after all, they were just kids. “What do you want?” he asked the group coming towards them. They said nothing and continued to march across the grass. Veronica was tempted to run, very very tempted, she was a little miss escape artist and even though she didn't smoke crack she sure would disappear just like a crackhead. Two groups, one snatched up Tyler or at least tried to as he fought them all the way to one of the vans. Veronica, on the other hand, wasn't going so easily. She had no idea who these people were and she wondered why out of everyone around they came for her and Tyler? It was all so very strange and she was even questioning if it was even really happening. There had been so many times the crazed girl would blackout and come to in some strange situation she got herself into but didn't really know she had. So many questions, so few answers. Veronica pulled a knife, walking backward and jabbing it towards the people in suits coming after her. Swiping her right hand forward, the blade sliced open one of the men's suits and he became scared and turned and ran back to one of the vans. Veronica found it odd, what was going on? One more footstep backward and she stepped in a hole accidentally and fell onto her back. The knife was knocked from her hand and she was punched in the face; seeing stars for a moment as they forced her across the yard and into the middle van.   MARS Institution and Research Center TIME: 2100 Lids slowly crept open and shut multiple times before the sedated Veronica became fully alert. Her orbs shifted from left to right. A hospital room, standard things around that you would find in a normal emergency room. Though her wrists and ankles were restrained, monitors beeped, stickers and electrodes were stuck all over her nerve and pressure points, even stuck on her head. Her hair had been slightly shaven in some places for the electrodes to stick on better. She swallowed hard, dry mouth... and the beginning of a headache. Where was Tyler? She wondered as she laid alone in bed, only the echoing sounds of several monitors made a symphony of sounds for her; a musical masterpiece with her own signals. The heart monitor began to beep faster, Veronica was getting nervous and having some anxiety. Why was she in the hospital? Other than a headache she felt perfectly fine, just rather tired. A few minutes later a man in a lab coat and clipboard unlocked the key-coded door and entered her room. She memorized his features, he wore glasses, was 5'10 ish, brown hair, thin, and his shoes were knockoffs. “Where am I?” she immediately asked the man. He ignored her, didn't even look in her direction. Instead just walked over to the monitors and wrote everything they said down on his clipboard and then turned to leave the room. “Hey... wait? Where the f*** am I?” she asked again louder, more aggressively and he didn't say anything, just left the room. Huffing and sighing, Veronica rested her head back down upon the soft pillow and a million things were running through her mind. She was so confused, maybe her mom had her admitted again. Did she do something she forgot she did? Question after question, they alone were driving her insane. TIME: 2315 She was bored, not a single person showed for hours. Eventually, she started to drift off here and there, hard for her to keep her eyes open now. Tired eyes led to a sleeping Veronica but it didn't last very long. Just as she was settled in her sleep, three men showed outside her door. They were dressed just the same as the guys from outside of her building. She sat up as much as she could in bed, her heart pounding in her chest, the monitors were ringing like crazy. They soon entered the room, headed straight for her. “What do you want?” she asked, the young girl was scared. Nobody ever answered her just stayed silent. The men in suits pulled all of the monitor lines off of her and dropped them to the floor. Her hands gripped the side rails of the bed and squeezed as they pushed her bed out of the room and down several hallways. The inside of the room she was in looked the norm, yet, the hallways were lined with steel walls and a door was placed every so often. Veronica tried her best to take in every possible thing she could, which included; smells, sounds, voices, anything around her that she would remember. That was something she learned even at her young age. Always be aware of your surroundings and exits. “Don't f***ing touch me!” she could hear the words close by as she continued to be escorted down the hallway. It was Ty Ty's voice, he was nearby in a room somewhere. “Ty?!” she yelled out and one of the men slapped her across the face and placed his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. “V?!” her best friend hollered out right afterward. Veronica was moved into a large, ice-cold room and her bed was placed right next to Tylers. Nothing was said until the men and women in suits hooked them both back up to monitors and left the room. “Yo, V... the f***?” he asked, his boyish hues wide as they could be with worry. “I dunno bro, where the hell are we, how? What? I dunno.” she replied, sitting up and looking around. “We gotta get out of here though, something doesn't feel right.” she said to him and he nodded in agreement. However, they both were restrained to their beds and the room was sealed with a key-code locked door. “Have they done anything to you?” she asked him and he just shook his head no. “No, what about you?” he asked in return and she shook her head no as well. “Nope, I felt like they gave me something though, not sure what, had to be a sedative.” she said and ran her tongue over her dry lips. “I'm thirsty.” she stated and he nodded, agreeing he was too. TIME: 2345 Sometime later, two doctors dressed as a normal doctor would be, in scrubs and a white overcoat. Followed by what seemed an army of men and women in biohazard suits. “What is happening?” she asked Tyler that just sat there just as confused and nervous as she was. The crew entered the room and spread out before the two hospital beds, looking over both Veronica and Tyler that laid with nowhere to go and their monitors ringing, chiming wildly. “Hello, I am Dr. Kim and this is my associate Dr. Chi.” the doctor spoke in a friendly tone and both of the kids listened intently. “Forgive us for frightening you, that was not our intentions. With that being said, let me tell you why you are here. I am sure you have been wondering.” the man spoke with a smile given to both him and her. She wasn't being fooled though, these people had reasons she wasn't going to agree with, she could tell. “We are working with a federally funded organization for a certain drug research program. If all goes well we will be able to help a lot of people. Your parents have agreed and have signed a contract for you two to be involved in this study from your particular area.” the doctor continued on, his thick accent made it a bit difficult to understand, had to listen much more intently. Veronica knew this guy was full of sh*t. Not even she could find her mom, seriously doubtful these people found her and got a signature for anything. Veronica's mom never signed anything and if she did, it was an alias. Veronica looked over to Tyler and gave him a look of -say something. “What kind of drug study?” he asked, seeming to be cooperative but neither of them was going to be, especially Veronica. “Oh nothing too extreme.” the doctor replied and the two began to push two medical tables close to each of them. “Wait...I don't want this.” Ty screamed, beginning to freak out. “Me either, no please.” young Veronica squirmed and tried to kick her legs. The men and women in suits forced her and Tyler to lay down, they both struggled but with being restrained to the beds and being held down by so many people, it was impossible. TIME: 0000 Once they had her and Ty Ty under complete control, each doctor stepped to the head of each bed, leaned over, and flicked the syringe a few times as Veronica and Tyler could clearly see the drug inside of it. Struggling to hold the two down, the doctors finally stuck the 18g needles into their necks and pushed the plungers at the exact same time. Right then everything stopped, time froze everything in place. Her heart was racing like a horse, her veins were bulging and burning. Veronica closed her eyes and arched her back, feeling pain, feeling like she was to explode into a million tiny pieces all over the room. Then, suddenly everything began to play again and she took in a deep inhale, more like a gasp for air, like she had been suffocating. “Ahhhhh, HELP!” she screamed out and looked over at Tyler that was covered in hospital workers or whomever the people were. Her veins were burning and her body began to tremble and she couldn't control anything. “Someone help me!” she yelled and began to shake so badly the entire bed was moving all around, the monitors were falling over, wires were pulling from her body. “It hurts!” she cried out and then (BOOM) her wrists and ankles broke from their restraints and Veronica jumped into a shadow behind the door, becoming invisible. She grinned as she watched Dr. Kim and several men looking for her. Veronica couldn't have left the room, they were right there. Tyler was fighting his straps as well but they were doing a good job at holding him down. Veronica had no idea what was just injected into her but she could feel something had happened to her. She could almost have a conversation with her own brain which was telling her to jump from shadow to shadow, she would be unseen. Jumping out from where she was hiding, she grabbed a scalpel she noticed on the counter instead. That was why it was a good thing to know your surroundings. Grabbing Dr. Kim, she held the sharp blade to his neck. “Everyone, back off or I will kill him.” she said in all seriousness. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes were bloodshot, a headache hanging on. Doing as she requested, she inched over to the counter and grabbed the two files that were obviously theirs, and then slowly moved over to release Ty from his bed. While undoing his left wrist strap, the doctor boldly slipped from her grip and even took a slight slice to his neck. “Sh*t!” she cursed out as blood began to coat the floor and here came the suits coming for her again. She began to get clustered in her mind and with a held bloody scalpel in hand, she closed her eyes and turned the entire room pitch black. The men worked on getting Ty back into the one restraint and Veronica decided she needed to get some kind of help, this was in no way legal. Within the darkness, they couldn't see anything, and they definitely couldn't see her. Veronica looked back at Tyler, tears in her eyes as she jumped into a shadow down the hallway, and even though it killed her to leave him there, she ran away. TIME: 0200 Out in the woods surrounding the building, she was so frightened. Veronica started to cry, what happened to her and Tyler? What was she to expect now? What was the research for? Wiping her eyes she decided to take a look inside the files she took from the facility. She sat, her back leaning against a tree, resting for now. Veronica couldn't believe what she saw when she read the files. Project: (MARS4) Status: PAUSED Observation: 48 Battle Schedule: 1/1/2020 Subject#4FB: Veronica Blackwood (Martian) Psychometric power: - the ability to discover facts about an event or person by touching inanimate objects associated with them. Shadow Camouflage: - be unseen in shadows. Darkness Manipulation: can create, shape, and manipulate darkness and shadows. By itself, darkness is mostly used to cloud everything into total darkness, but by accessing a dimension of dark energy it can be channeled to a variety of effects, both as an absence of light and a solid substance: one can also control and manipulate the beings that exist there, create and dispel shields and areas of total darkness, create constructs and weapons, teleport one's self through massive distances via shadows, etc. Subject#4FC: Tyler (Ty Ty) Johnson (Goblin) Telekinesis: - is a psychic ability allowing a person to influence a physical system without physical interaction. Thermokinesis: - create, control, and manipulate heat. Pyroportation: can teleport via fire, merging into flame of any size and appearing anywhere else from the same element. Force-Field Generation: can create a shield, wall, or a field formed from energy, elements, the environment, or by manipulating smaller items to form a greater whole. 0 Comments  Report Post

11/12/2019 04:35 PM  The Heist The Heist A cool autumns night 11-12-2019 CODE: NKYD101 Featuring npc: Vincent (Vinny), Jose, Lil' Booby, Frank (Frankie) his girlfriend Mary, and Vincent's cousin Mikey. “Yo Vin, wake up man it's 11 pm.” said quietly by Vincent's cousin Mikey. He kicked the side of the bed that Vinny slept in a few hard times before the sobering Italian began to wake up. “Stop it d*ck, I'm awake.” the young thug grumbled and sat up in bed, his rough hands rubbing his face before combing his fingers through his unruly hair. The life of a party boy slashes behind-the-scenes big daddy businessman was what you could call... exhausting. Veronica had a lot of respect for Vincent, even though she couldn't stand breathing the same oxygen as him at first, he did practically save her life. She would have ended up dying a sad and lonely death in that place if it wasn't for him. The young delinquent owed quite a lot to the man and everything he has done and continues to do for her. Often they fight like cats and dogs, sometimes it's a secret cuddle session on the couch at Veronica's apartment when all the boys and their girls aren't around. It has never been a romantic relationship between them, but, sometimes people just need some form of human contact and comfort. Vinny would deny it just as Veronica would if anyone ever asked. Vincent finally got up and sloppily got dressed; what a wreck, but, full uniform as planned months prior. Everyone knew of the plan except for the star of the show, the main one would be the last to know. Frankie insisted on including Veronica in on this huge operation and at least let her know ahead of time that Frank's girlfriend Mary would be helping out. Mary and Veronica do not get along very well at all. It isn't Mary that has the problem with the punk. It is the aggressive lamb that would be rather threatening to her with almost every encounter that they have ever had together. Minutes later Jose shuffled into Vinny's room with a mouth full of Captn' Crunch cereal. “ Did you call her?” he asked, mumbling to Vincent. “ Damn, not yet, come on give me a minute to wake up and call her ass.” Vin cursed, annoyed at everyone reminding him and knowing good and well why he hadn't called yet. Veronica didn't know anything about this plan and he would have to bribe her in a very big way to get her to play along with such short notice. Vincent grabbed his pack of smokes and lighter from the nightstand in his room and made his way out into the living room where all their equipment, maps, notes, and various weaponry sat sprawled out in different areas. He lit up a cigarette, taking in a deep drag of the toxin, holding it in for a moment before exhaling sharply as if he were frustrated or worried in some fashion. Everyone began to straggle into the front room, stood or sat in random places, all dressed from head to toe in full riot gear. Mary... in the seductive dress and heels she was to wear for the distraction. Mary was, in fact, nervous, hoping everything would go down like it was supposed to and she wouldn't have to do very much. She acted tough on the outside, however, she was extremely frightened and frail on the inside. Perhaps that was why Veronica disliked her, she had a way of reading people and sensing vibes. Veronica tends to be a watcher, observing and coming to her conclusions. Identifying compulsive patterns of behavior and pathological liars. Too bad Veronica lived a life of crime instead of using her knowledge for good. Vincent stood there, all eyes on him as he tapped his foot, took several more drags from his smoke, and finally pressed Veronica's contact on his phone. Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring... Ring... “Like always.” Vince said disappointed and with gritted teeth. He began to pace, a bit briskly, the boys and Mary gave each other looks as if having a soundless conversation with just their expressions. Just then, the green-haired lunatic answered the phone. “ Ew...” she slurred over the line as she sat on her sofa, just had fallen asleep while watching “ Impractical Jokers” all cuddled up with her dogs Rambo, Layla, and Lil' G. “ What do you want?” she asked, pausing on the word you as her eyes slowly closed again, holding her iPhone to her right ear. “Aye, V... listen, I know it's short notice.” he said and Veronica was about to hang up right then with his words. “ DON'T HANG UP!” he yelled over the line and the girl rolled her eyes and didn't say anything, just listened. “ Thank you...” he said and continued with what he wanted to say. “Like I was saying, I know it's short notice and sh*t, but me and the boys... we got this job V.” he spoke with hesitation in his voice. “...and, what else?” she replied with a question like she normally did, always gathering information. Vincent made an expression of “Damn it” from her reply. “ Well, and... Mary is going to help some.” he said, soft, almost barely above a whisper. “ Hell NO!” Veronica backlashed and even shook her head no. “Oh come on V, you won't even need to be around her. We just need you for... ya know.” he spoke with a quick and nervous tongue. Veronica huffed and took a deep breath in, slowly exhaling through her nose. “ I guess... come through.” she said, hanging up on him. She was not too thrilled about it, especially being around that fake Mary, but, it was for Vinny. The sleepy punk then sat up and loved on her fur-babies, hugs, and kisses for a few minutes before stretching her arms up above her head and yawning. Vincent calling for something, she pretty much knew he would be pulling up soon. She quickly got up off of her lazy ass and rushed around her apartment, getting things she may need and dressing her normal way, but others would think she was going to a punk fashion show in the middle of a war zone or something. She still had no idea what they would be doing, however, knowing the boys and they needed her help, it must be something worthwhile. Sure enough, not too long after the call came the knock at the door. It was Vin, she knew his knock even if he didn't know he had a particular one, but he did; she would smile when she heard it. Going to answer the door, came the process of unlocking several locks, a chain, and a number key digital lock. She had to keep herself safe in the area she lived in and the merchandise she kept in her apartment daily. Finally opening the door, she was indeed met by Vincent, and she gave him a once over. Noticing his wardrobe her expression went from a smile of greeting to a what the f***. “ Uh, what are we about to be doing?” she asked, just as Jose walked up behind Vince. Veronica's attention immediately was stolen. “ Holy sh*t...” she cooed as a big smile graced her lips and she pushed Vincent out of the way and ran to hug Jose tightly. She hadn't seen him since her last day in the ward. He hugged her back hard, lifting her off of the ground even though she was much taller than he. They chuckled and he put her back down upon the ground. “ Good to see you girl and damn! You sure are looking good!” he teased, looking her up and down and being suggestive. Vince interrupted. “Alright whatever, let's go.” he grumbled and trucked off towards his car. Jose and Veronica looked at each other and laughed. She then locked up her front door and walked to the car, sending a text to the neighbor asking to be on the lookout and to please feed her pets. Entering the car and closing the door, she recognized Vincent's cousin Mikey behind the wheel, he was the young gun, a cutie, but not Veronica's type. “ Hey there Mikey.” she greeted in a sweet and girly tone. He just smiled back at her and shook his head as if she was being silly. Indeed she was.   Sitting next to Vincent in the backseat, Mikey driving and Jose riding shotgun, Veronica pinched Vin's cheek playfully. He swatted her hand away. “ V, stop it, not in the f***ing mood.” he growled out but in a soft way. “ Damn, fine ya jerk-off. So, tell me the plan.” she replied with a change of topic in which she was curious. “ Oh, yeah, okay right.” Vince stumbled over his words. Veronica could be quite intimidating sometimes, even to the big boys. “ Okay here's the plan...there's this politician we found in one of the red-room chats. We hacked him and have been watching him for a good while. He's legit.” he explained. Veronica understood what that meant. “ Let me guess you need me to find his location and get you in right?” she yet again, answered with a question she already knew the answer to. “ Yeah, and your backup of course.” he said and she took a deep inhale, reaching into her jacket pocket and pulling out a cigarette. “ No smoking in my car V, you know this.” Vinny scolded. “ Shut up.” she replied and cracked the window as she lit it right up. “What is the guys' name?” she asked, not caring, curious of how well-known the guy was. “ You won't know him, don't worry about names, I will give you what you need when the other car joins us.” he informed and Veronica snarled her upper lip, knowing he meant the other car with Lil' Bobby, Frankie, and his girlfriend in it. “ Alright Vincent, you know I'll do this for you, no problem, but, what do I get out of all this hassle?” she asked, side-eyeing him with a smirk to her pout. “ Come on V, you can get a cut of what we get.” he replied immediately after. “ No, there must be more.” she insisted. “ Can we discuss that afterward?” He asked with a quirk on his bushy brow. She just smiled and nodded her head at him, continuing to smoke her cigarette. After a few moments of silence, the other car, sure enough, slid in behind them, even cutting another car off to fit in. Mikey looked into his rear-view back at Vince and they both nodded. “Okay V, here... this is the guy's watch and... hair from his brush.” Vinny said, holding back a chuckle as he dropped the stuff onto her lap. Veronica looked down at the items sitting upon her lap and then over to Vincent and gave him an expression as if she was at peace, soft subtle smile, eyes of fantasy, and cheery pink cheeks. She hadn't even touched the items, just gazed into his eyes and he sat there, frozen in place, unable to look away from her. “113 Brooker Ave. East, New York, NY.” she whispered and leaned her head against the backseat. Her lids fell shut, though her smile remained and Vince just stared at her for a while. Like he was in some sort of trance. “ YO VIN!” Jose yelled and snapped him out of it. “ What the f*** mane, been called your name like fidy times. She said the address, we go now?” he asked. Vincent shook his head, it's in New York. Would take us way off of our timeline. “ You want to call it then?” Mikey asked. “ Uh...” Vincent then looked back at Veronica who appeared to be sleeping. “Nah, let's go... road f***ing trip I guess.” he replied with a humorist tone, though, Veronica, yet again, would be last to know. Seemed like days had passed while Veronica continued to sleep. She hadn't been taking very good care of herself, therefore using any abilities she has; exhausted her. Across country trip at the last minute, who doesn't just love that? With her head resting in Vinny's lap, her hues began to slowly flutter open. Seeing the daylight, the sun rays had broken their way through the thick tinted back window and landed on her fishnet-covered thigh. She looked up, and there, looking back down at her was a tired-looking Vincent. She sat up fast, her right hand brought to her head as she looked around, scanning the unfamiliar surroundings. “ Where are we?” she asked, almost feeling as though she had been kidnapped-triggered. With no quick answer, she asked again and louder. “ Where are we?!” beginning to get upset she glared over at Vincent. “ Um... okay so what had happened was.” he cackled. “Oh no, none of that sh*t, what's going on?” she asked and gave him a look as if she was not even having it today. “ Okay, so the guys' the place is in New York so we are on our way there and we are close. By tonight should be there.” he replied with a weakness in his voice. “I can not f***ing believe this.” she complained and crossed her arms, scooting away from Vince. He made a face at her and she furrowed her brows and made a face right back. “ I have to pee.” she said and Vincent, Jose, and Mikey all groaned. Veronica just carried a bitch grin. The toilet flushed and Veronica washed her hands, looking into a busted mirror in a gas station's bathroom. She looked like trash, she was hungry and a bit dope sick, but she didn't want to let Vincent see any sign of weakness. After refreshing herself a bit and exiting the bathroom that was in the back of the gas station, she noticed the two cars parked next to each other, and everyone was outside of the vehicles conversing and smoking a blunt. Veronica hurried over, wanting to hit the blunt before it was gone. She walked up to Frank who had it, his girlfriend Mary standing right next to him. “Hey... Frankie.” Veronica said and popped her cherry lips upon his cheek in greeting and to piss off Mary. “Oh... Hi Veronica!” said Mary, right on cue and Veronica just gave her the evil eye, took the blunt from Frankie, and hit it a few times, her orbs staying locked onto hers. “ You got something to say, Mary?” she asked, aggressiveness to her voice. “ No...” Mary replied, but inside her head was visualizing beating the crap out of Veronica and the boys all promoting her to a queen. -Some unrealistic fantasy. “Good.” Veronica replied and glanced over to Vincent who was already glaring at her and Frankie like he was burning a hole right through them with his eyes. Veronica sensed some jealousy there and held back a grin, then walked off to get back into the car; which in turn sent the rest to follow suit and get back into their cars to be on their way again. After all, this was all their ideas, not Veronicas. Back on the move, Veronica didn't make a peep, there was no time for that, she was busy visualizing this man's home, the layout... snow upon the ground, covering one car parked outside. It had been there for many weeks as it was the man's daughter that was out of town. The man is divorced, and has stolen property of his ex-wife's that he is holding for ransom. Has boxes of tapes of child pornography, written down log-in ID emails for different identities on the Deep Web, into some not-so-nice things. Exploiting young girls, sex trafficking, kidnapping of young Indonesian virgin girls, and selling them to the highest payer. Veronica could see all these things about this man playing like a movie inside of her mind, but his face was a blur and no names were used. Her ability could only go so far, Vincent knew that and what he had in mind was just to use her far enough for him and the boys to rob him, but after learning such horrible things, Veronica had other ideas in mind; blackmail mainly, or she could be one of those wonderful selfless people and turn him in, but then again, if a cop even thought for a second she was Veronica Blackwood, she would be arrested so fast and thrown under the jail. For now, she would keep this information to herself, maybe the boys didn't know about these things. But, then again maybe they did, she would find out soon enough. The emerald-haired female turned to Vincent and he raised both brows, trying to read her which was impossible for people to do usually. “ Hand me the map?” she requested and he handed it right over to her. It was a piss poor excuse for a self-drawn blueprint of the property but Lil' Bobby needs to do something sometimes. Veronica snatched a pen from Vincent's bag that was at his feet. She began to make circles and lines and connect points and x's and little notes here and there. She then returned it to him and simply explained. “ Follow the instructions, should be an easy in and out.” she said with a comforting tone. “Thanks, V...” Vin spoke with a grin. “ Sure..” she replied with a shy smile and turned, looking out of the window. Needing to gain her strength, the unknown was just a few hours away.   Parked, a couple of blocks away from the man's home at an abandoned park. The cars unloaded - Veronica, Vincent, Mikey, Jose, Lil' Bobby, Frank, and Mary, all got into position and dressed for the job. Veronica huffed and puffed at how Mary looked, red dress and heels, long curly hair, red lipstick-WHORE! “ You ready Mary?” Veronica chirped at Mary and she flicked her off in reply. Veronica laughed at her and stayed back, in her location as the girl was to walk right up to the front door and ring the bell, claiming her car had broken down nearby and her cell phone didn't match her dress. As the distraction went on, the fellas would follow the map that Veronica drew out. Off they went, leaving Veronica behind; her head dropped but looking up through her lashes, she noticed Vinny looking back at her. She smiled, and waited, strapped, the gun drawn, safety off, full clip. Extra clips in hidden locations, her custom knife tucked into her boot, ready for anything. She wasn't sure what to expect. So she waited, nervously, her anxiety through the roof-kinda. Mary happened to do her job just as she was supposed to, the man did answer the door and offered to help. That was before the boys in black rushed in from behind the damsel in distress and intruded into the man's home. Veronica could hear yelling and commotion going on inside the house, people walking with heavy feet all over the home. If she could hear this activity from the outside, she was sure the neighbors might as well. After several minutes of this noise coming from the home, Veronica became impatient and came out of her hiding spot. Just as she did... two gunshots rang out and she could hear Mary scream. “Sh*t!” Veronica cursed under her breath and ran to the back entrance of the house, breaking in. The scene she came into was when the man they were robbing was armed himself and shot Frankie two times in the leg, he was bleeding out everywhere. The man hadn't heard Veronica come into the back entrance and Mary made eye contact with her as she cried like a baby over Frankie being shot. The boys were all screaming at each other and the man. Veronica tiptoed, very slowly, and silently came up behind the man. No shakiness to her wrist, no compassion for him now, he shot Frankie, and before the end of the barrel touched the back of the man's head she pulled the trigger. Blowing his head apart, brain matter and muck, blood spatted, flung everywhere, and yet again, Mary with the screaming. They all stood in shock, except for Veronica who lowered her piece and stepped over the man's corpse. “ Mary shut the f*** up and go to the car. Lil' Bobby and Mikey, carry Frankie to the cars and load him, hurry. Vinny, Jose, with me... time to raid. -And so they all did exactly what Veronica said to do, good thing she was there to put all these dumb-asses in their places. Following Veronica, at first, the guys soon broke away into different directions and they all went after what they came there for. Soon enough, the cars were loaded and they were off into the night with lots of good goods, a scared-for-life crying girlfriend, and Frankie with two holes in his leg. Luckily they knew a seamstress who would fix Frank right up. They all were a complete mess, blood, and skull, brain in chunks all over them. Veronica had blood on her hands, it wasn't the first time. But, at least this time nobody on her side died. Too bad Mary, maybe next time. Sitting in the car, they drove off to who knew where the unknown for now. Veronica felt something brush up against her left hand, she looked down to suddenly see, Vincent's hand taking hers into his, wanting to hold it and even let people see. 0 Comments  Report Post

11/09/2019 09:22 PM  A L O N E Alone... To be alone is a good thing. Able to do anything you ever wanted and there would be nobody there to interrupt you. No one to tell you no, you shouldn't do that, no, put that bottle of booze and pills down. But, here... there isn't anyone that cares to interfere. Not a single soul for an intervention, as if I would listen. Some just never listen, they never change or listen to reason. Alone... This feeling hurts inside, an ache of sorrow hung inside my rib cage like it's a closet. Surrounded by a room full of minds and hearts and still feeling like the only one there. Transparent, nobody can even see me standing there. So much space surrounds me, which direction to choose? Which way to go? What does it matter when you are utterly all alone? 0 Comments  Report Post

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