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A New Level in the Food Chain.
One life to live
/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania/
A snowy day in the winter in the latest hours of the night a lone figure could be seen jogging on the sidewalk through the cold weather as cars and buses drive by. The figure was intent on making it to his destination, dressed in a black hoodie, a black face mask, black gloves and black sweatpants and shoes. One would think the individual was on his way to make a robbery, but he had his mind set on other things than petty theft, he was focused on getting to where he needed to be.
“Almost there, just a couple more blocks. Damn I hope he hasn’t closed up yet”
As he made around a corner past an apartment complex. He spotted his destination down the road. A corner store with bright lights signifying it was still open.
“Hell yeah!”
His destination in sight he started to sprint towards the store kicking up snow and almost slipping on ice as he made his way towards it. Getting closer to the store he could see a man inside making his way towards the front door.
“Shit, he’s bout to close up!”
He sprinted faster down the sidewalk, jumping over lumps of snow in his path. Finally reaching the store slipping on a patch of ice in front of the door making him slide into the store. Almost bumping into the store clerk as he made his entrance.
“What the hell boy!” the store clerk yelled avoiding the collision.
“Sup Jojo, I need to grab a forty real quick”
“Dammit boy! You always come in for a forty right when I’m about to close up. I should throw ya ass out and make ya wait till mourning.”
The boy chuckled at the old man annoyance of him. “Aww don’t be like that Jojo. You know you enjoy the company ya old fart.”
“Nobody wants yo damn company. Ya no good hoodlum.” The store clerk scoffed at the boy. “Why the hell you got that ski mask on, ya look like ya bout to stick up somebody.”
“Its cold outside I need to keep my face warm” The boy explained as he walked to the back of the store to the fridges that held the alcohol.
“Well, ya best be careful. Walking around with that on make you look like a suspect and folks might get the wrong idea. Especially the police round here.” The older man lectured. “Or you could be mistaken for a gang banger by some of these no goods out here” The store clerk walked behind the counter and waited for the boy to get his beer and bring it to the front.
“I ain’t worried about no damn cops. As long as I give no reason they won’t fuck with me. The boy boasted as he picked out an Old English 40oz glass beer bottle and shut the door to the fridge, then made his way towards the front counter. “Besides ain’t none of these punk ass wannabe bangers is not gonna fuck with me. I’m probably the most dangerous person walking these streets anyway.”
“Aight boy. Don’t be thinkin you Billy badass, that’s what almost got you hurt by those gang bangers last time.” The boy put the beer on the counter for the store clerk to ring up.
“Hey, I won that fight and if you do remember those punks tried to jump me 3 on 1” The boy retorted as he fished out his money from his pocket to pay.
“I don’t know if that was them being stupid, you can fight like hell or if that was plain luck, but you must have had god on your side that day. I don’t even know grown men who can take being stabbed that many times and still hospitalize three people trying to jump them.” The store clerk remembered the brutal fight that happened in front of his store vividly as he put the beer in a brown paper bag.
“That’s because I’m the beast. They knew what they were getting into when they tried to sneak me.” He took the beer and exchanged the money and then open the bottle and took a swig of it.
“Young’n you’re lucky to be alive. Hell be glad the police didn’t take ya little ass to jail for what ya did.” The clerk came from behind the counter and walked the boy to the door.
“It was fuckin self-defense. Who in their right mind would arrest someone defending himself from being jumped and stabbed.” The kid said making his way out of the store. “Besides those three bitches are still alive, barely, but still alive.”
“Kid, you just gotta stop getting yourself into trouble or something bad is gonna happen to ya, mark my words” The clerk opened the door for the boy to step outside.
“Yeah, yeah, look Jojo. I’m flattered you lookin out for me and all. But I’ll be alright I can take care of myself.”
“I’m just droppin some wisdom on ya boy, now run along and get home, it’s late and I gotta get home to catch my Law and Order on T.V.”
“Aight Jojo catch ya tomorrow old timer.” The boy parted as the store clerk closed up his shop and locked the door.
Walking home while drinking his beer the boy took a shortcut across the neighborhood playground. He was halfway across when someone yelled to him to get his attention.
“Aye there go that nigga right there!” the deep voice yelled from across the playground.
The boy turned around to face the voice but was met with the sight of five men running towards him at full speed.
“Shit!” The boy hissed and sprinted out of the park as fast as he could trying to put distance between him. He recognized the men as affiliates of the three guys he hospitalized earlier this week. They were all in a local gang with each other and out to get him back for what he did. He hopped fences ran through yards, jumped over cars. He did anything to try to shake his pursuers as they yelled out to him.
“Get yo bitch ass back here!”
“Don’t try to run mutha fucka you know what’s comin!”
“We gon get in your ass when we catch you!”
The chase went out onto the main street where at this late at no one was around to see what was going on. The boy slipped down an alley between two buildings hoping there was somewhere to hide. He had no such luck as there was nothing but a fence at the end leading to the old construction site.
“The mutha fucka ran down here!” One of the gang members yelled spotting him down the alley and signaling for him to keep running and climb over the fence. Running through the construction site he looked around frantically for a place to hide. He spotted an unfinished building and ran into it taking cover inside a closet in a nearly built room.
“Fuck I wish I brought my nine with me.” He whispered to himself reaching into his pocket to search for what weapon he did have on him. “Switchblade and my brass knuckles, great that’s what I’m workin with. Damn this sucks ass.”
He stops talking as soon as he heard the gang bangers outside of the building he was hiding in.
“I saw him come in here, he gots to be here somewhere”
“Aye let’s split up and search this bitch. I’ll search over here, ya’ll go check it out over there”
The boy couldn’t see what the gang members were doing, but he could definitely hear their movements. He listened as each man went in separate directions to look for him. One stayed in the area he was hiding and started making his way towards the building. The boy heard each and every step the gang member took steadily as he checked the first floor of the unfinished building. The footsteps grew closer towards the room he was hiding in.
As the gang member walked closer and closer towards the boy position. The boy’s heart started beating faster as he pulled out his knife for the confrontation that he was sure that would happen. The gang member was now in the room he was in knocking over equipment and bumping into machines trying to find his way in the dark.
“Fuck that hurt!”
The goon stubbed his toe on a particular machine searching behind it. Not finding what he was looking for, he scanned the room until he spotted the closet. He then started to slowly make his way towards the boy’s hiding spot. Stepping, twisting and turning over any obstacle in his way.
Inside the closet, the boy braced himself and readied his knife clicking the switchblade button flipping the blade free. The gang banger was getting closer and closer to the door. He reached out and grabbed the knob and began to twist it. Then before he opened the door a loud noise was heard from outside.
“Hey, I heard the nigga go back over the fence. Let’s get em!” The leader of the gang of thugs called out.
The thug abandons the closet and made his way outside the room bumping into things as he hastily made his way back to the construction site. The boy listened carefully as the gangsters jumped back over the fence and gave chase to the phantom noise. He sat there in silence for a few minutes to make sure the thugs were gone.
“Shit that was close.” he sighed in relief.
The kid pocketed his switchblade and slowly opened the door and carefully made his way out of the closet. He started to make his way out of the building to leave the construction site. He suddenly stopped when he heard a suspicious sound.
“Shit, don’t tell me they’re coming back.” He hissed moving back to the closet to hide again. Squatting down and hand on the handle of his switchblade he waited to see whatever was making the noise to either pass over or ambush them. When the noise started getting louder the boy became more paranoid looking out from the crack of the door to identify the location of the noise.
“C’mon, what the hell is making that noise?”
He searched and scanned but couldn’t pin down the location of the sound. Then something strange happened. Suddenly a bright light flashed and blinded him and then engulfed him.
“SON OF A BITCH, MY EYES!” he yelled shielding his eyes.
What felt like several hours to him in the burning light was only a couple of minutes. Before he could see he heard something, it sounded like water a large amount of water. The water was splashing loudly it sounded like waves. That couldn’t be the nearest body of water was the Allegheny river and that was way downtown at the three rivers bridge. He was nowhere near either place he was not even outside. Then another sound caught his attention, it was footsteps more than one. He wasn’t alone.
“Is that one of them?” A sultry feminine voice asked.
“Kinda small isn’t he.” This voice was also feminine but deeper chuckling with a slight growl.
“No, he’s not the one we’re looking for.” This female’s voice was calmer and authoritative.
The three women footsteps were drawing closer to the boy. When they were upon him that was when his vision came back to him. When he opened his eyes he surprised who was standing in front of him. One very tall woman, the tallest of the three. Her gigantic size towered over the other two, but that wasn’t what was odd about the woman. The boy has seen his fair share of amazon height girls. No, what really grabbed his attention about her was her somewhat realistic leather brown skin and hair made of gray feathers that went down past her shoulders. Her hands and feet were clawed and the nails looked wickedly sharp.
She was gorgeous looking despite these weird facts, she was very attractive. Her body was very muscular but didn’t take away from her feminine appeal. Her breast very big, he couldn’t tell what cup size, but they were surely more than a handful. Her posterior was rather plump in a good way to enhance her beauty. Above that plump rear hung a very long, strong, thick leathery tail the same color as her skin waving back and forth. She was also stark naked. Her large brown nipples visible on her ample breast. Her vagina visible to everyone to see hairless and smooth. Her being naked almost distracted him enough away from her strange animal-like features. Her smile shows two rows of large sharp inhuman teeth.
The next girl smaller around the same height as the boy. She was pale skin, so pale that it was almost white. She was dressed in what looks like a slutty black & red jester costume. The outfit was skin tight to fit and show off the girl’s attractive figure. Her face outlined with black makeup painted on her eyes and lips. Her brunette hair slightly visible but mostly covered by the costume. Her bust that was exposed through a window on her costume was large but not as large as the lizard-like girl but enough take fill a palm of a hand.
The last woman the shortest, smaller than the boy but not too small. She was just as pale as the jester girl, but instead of clown-like costume or an animal suit like the two that were with her. She adorned a black revealing dress. It showed a great deal of flesh and her ample cleavage a little bigger than the clown girl, but smaller than the giant lizard girl. Her midnight black hair flowed down to her shoulders and purple highlighted bang that covered her right eye. She was undoubtedly beautiful. Even though she looked the most normal out of the three women. The one thing that stood out most about her was the tattoos the girl sported all over her body.
One tattoo that caught his attention a black rose on her neck. It was accompanied by its stem and thorns wrapping around her neck to complete the art.
“Who the hell are you and how the fuck did I get here?” The boy asked staring down the women and silently admiring their beauty. It was at this time he also took the time to look at his surroundings. He was definitely not in the construction site or even the city limits anymore. It was still dark, but now he was on some sort of beach and looking towards one end of the beach he found his source of water. It was too dark to make out everything, but the moon gave a significant amount of light.
“Aww, that’s no fun how about you tell us who you are cutey?” The clown girl asked teasingly.
“Behave Josey.” The tattooed girl ordered, before giving attention back to the boy.” Now answer the question boy. Who are you?” It was an ordered just like the one to the clown girl.
“I asked first, who you are and where the hell am I.” The boy said defiantly.
“Feisty kid isn’t he.” The Amazon lizard costume girl chuckled.
“We’re the ones asking the questions boy, now tell me who you are” Tattoo girl once again commanded this time more stern and menacing.
“You know what, fuck you three freaks and you’re weird ass Halloween costumes. I’m out of here.” The boy snapped at the tattoo girl then turned around to leave. He then felt a very strong grip on his shoulder that kept him from walking any further. He turned his head to see the amazon women giving him a vicious smirk. Showing unusual strength, he could have sworn he heard his shoulder bone creak at her grip.
“Where do ya think you’re going, boy.” Her smile was full of teeth, which looked way to sharp to be human.
“Get the hell off me now.” He said this as slowly and intimidating as he could.
“Or what tiny?” It was more of a dare than a questioned as the toothy smile turned into an amused grin. The boy looked closer at the tall woman her costume looked very realistic. The tail he was wondering how she got it to move on its own and the leather skin looked to real to be a costume.
“You will answer, my question child and you will submit to my will.” The tattooed girl was now trying to command the boy. “Now answer me!”
At that moment the boy struck, he kicked the lizard woman in the stomach to lessen her grip on him. He then with a swing of his arm he made contact on the side of her face with his elbow. The blow sent pain through the boy’s elbow, it was like hitting a stone. He ignored the pain and backed up away from the amazon and surveyed the situation while getting into a fight stance weighing out his options to either fight or run.
“Heh, you got some fire in you boy. I like that.” The smile on the lizard woman’s face was now a bloodthirsty one. “I’m gonna have fun with you.”
Before the boy could even blink she was already on him. Just in a split of a second, he ducked under a punch that was almost faster than he could see. He countered with his own punch hitting her in the stomach full force, hurting his hand on impact.
“Dammit what the fuck is she made of.” He thought to himself trying to block out the throbbing in his hand.
He looked at the lizard woman and seen she still had the smirk on her face and that the punch did not affect her at all. It seemed more like it excited her.
“Heh, that was a good one boy. You might actually last a little longer than most males.” She laughed at him.
“Themba, enough playing subdue him.” The tattooed woman ordered. “We can question him back home.”
“Aww, looks like fun time is over, but don’t worry I’ll play with you later.” Themba grinned viciously at the boy.
The kid started getting worried the lizard woman seemed incredibly tough. He wasn’t going to be able to take her down with just his fist. He was weighing out his options of fight or flight again. He looked around to see if there was anywhere he could escape. There was nothing he could escape to or try to hide in, it was nothing but beach and sand as far as he could see. “Shit, where the fuck am I.” He whispered to himself.
Before he could finish his thought Themba was right in front of him.
“Eyes on me short stuff.” she punched him hard in the stomach making him gasp for air and fall on his knees trying to catch his breath.
“Bitch!” he growled out through his teeth in pain and anger. He felt like a sledgehammer had been driven into his gut. He couldn’t believe how freakishly strong she was, he was sure she broke one of his ribs.
“Poor baby, did that hurt?” Themba teased picking him up by the collar then slamming him down to the ground holding him there. “Don’t worry mommas gonna kiss it better.” She chuckled as the boy squirmed and thrashed under her grip.
“GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!” The boy yelled as loud as he could.
“Silence him” The Tattoo girl ordered.
“Yes, mistress,” Themba answered before looking back at the boy. “Time for bed boy.” She slammed his head to the ground making him fall limp and out like a light. “He had some fire in him, didn’t think he’d be that much fun.”
“Remove his mask.” The leader commanded.
Josey walked over to the boy and took off the boy’s ski mask to reveal his face. A very young man of African descent.
“He’s definitely not the one we’re looking for” The tattooed girl examined the boy closely. “He’s younger than I expected, he’s a mere babe”
“Mistress, how did he come through if he’s not the one we’re looking for?” Josey asked.
“I don’t know Josey, but she’s not going to like this when she hears about it” The tattooed girl sighed still looking the boy over.
“I guess we got to dispose of him then, a shame he was fun.” Themba said.
“No, he might not be the one we want, but he’s still useful. He’s pure human and one of the descendants of the ancient humans of this land before the creator’s war. He’s a rarity among pure humans, he will be worth something.” The tattooed girl continued her inspection of the boy. “He also may have knowledge of the one we are looking for and knowledge of the others.”
“So, you’re gonna keep him as a pet mistress?” Josey inquired hopefully.
“That will be decided later. For now, we have to take him home and report what happened.” The tattooed girl smirked deviously. “Our new little toy has a very busy schedule ahead of him.”