Davie waited silently in his home. He looked at his body, seeing the graying hair. Stress and secrets did that to a person. He hardly ate anymore, spending time plotting against mutants who thought they were so much more important took a toll. When Randall had arrived they placed Lulu’s unconscious body in the basement. There he chained her and Randall went home to his family.
Once alone he took his time to really look her over. If she hadn’t been such a brat he could probably be attracted to her, in another life that is. Hell, no woman wanted him. He couldn’t get it right, so he had decided to stick with his wrong way of doing it. He didn’t care anymore what anyone thought of him. He was nothing but a disease upon these people, and he’d make sure to take a few before he passed.
He already dealt with his father the fucking asshole. He had no long distance relatives, no aunts, uncles or cousins. He killed his grandparents for being ignorant people, being so young he hadn’t ever been accused or suspected of killing them. But he wouldn’t kill Lulu, no. He’d teach her to not take what doesn’t belong to her.
Moving to the table he began sharpening his knives some. “Oh...almost forgot.” He whispered to himself and went to the corner turning on a camera. Centering it on Lulu he smiled and went back to sharpening his knives. He waited for her to wake up and decided to choose a new face. Taking his time he went to the freezer in his backyard. Opening it up he looked through and decided on the more recent of his victims a young twenty year old boy.
Transferring his soul to the body he placed his unconscious body back into the house before heading back down to the basement. There he made sure everything was set up before he heard groaning. Hearing her weakly call out for help was adorable. He hoped to make it happen with pain in that voice.
“Heh, no help for you here sweet heart. You’re gonna regret taking my pride and joy from me. And, well, what better way to do that than to get at your little boytoy? You’ll scream, you’ll bleed, and it’ll be so much fun!” The excitement in his voice was apparent as a large sadistic smile.
Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on Apr 28, 2018 19:42:50 GMT
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At this point her heart was starting to race a bit. Nothing her was familiar and with her drugged state she was basically defenseless. Her strength was only there if she was in prime shape but right now lifting a finger took so much effort. Her breathing was deep and weary as she used whatever strength she would muster to pull loose. Hearing the voice in the room startled her a bit as she looked to see some person she didnt recognize.
"Who the fuck are you?" She demanded to from this stranger who dared lay hands on the queen of this city. "Its not to later to walk away from this. Just let me go and i'll make sure no one kills you." A tired tone pleaded and went silent as he started to talk again. Thats when she realized she was dealing with a mutant that owned the club. His power has to be some sort of possession because the last body she caved the face in.
Blue eyes turned to the camera that was blinking a red recording light which signals a live stream. The drugs were starts to wear of in the slightest so she kept tugging at the restraints. "You chose the wrong person to kidnap you sick fuck. Johnny is going to come and rip you apart. Johnny baby if you can hear me.. I love you and im okay." Her eyes looked at the camera as she smiled a bit trying to put on a brave face.
“How touching. Your last words were pretty good. But Johnny can’t hear you. Not yet at least.” The insanity showed in his eyes. He didn’t know who he was anymore. Not even what goal he had been reaching for. The decay of the bodies had done more harm than good for him.
“But you shouldn’t worry. You’ll have someone else joining you soon enough. I don’t want to have too much fun before then.” He said and picked up a needle. “Until then, I’ll just need to keep you weak.” He grabbed a needle of sedative, and one filled with another liquid. He wouldn’t tell her what it was, but he knew she’d have a nice little trip.
His smile never left as he walked up close, the rotting smell coming off him like cologne. “Hope you like to go on trips. It might be a long one depending on you.” He said and first stuck her with the mystery liquid. He would’ve waited for the drug to kick in but he was pretty impatient. He wanted to make sure he could get her hooked, but getting to Nicole for being a traitorous bitch was another thing he wanted to see.
“Have fun down memory lane.” He said as she stuck her with the sedative needle. Just injecting enough to keep her body relaxed and lucid. He didn’t want her completely asleep during it. He walked over to the camera with a smile on his face. “Johnny, you want your girl back, then be a good little boy and hand back my club. No club, no girl. Her life depends on you.”
Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on May 10, 2018 13:43:24 GMT
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Every movement she made to struggle Against her binds just seemed to tire her out more. The drugs he used to sedate her had to be heavy because anything lite would rush through her system like it was nothing. It was odd to her to feel this helpless and for the first time in years she was actually scared. Not much for herself but for Johnny and how he would handle it if things went south. He was her everything and honestly if something had ever happened to him she wouldnt want to live.
"Your gonna pay for this you rotten piece of shit." Her words we calm even though her minds was a nervous wreck. No one needed to see her break because in her mind she had to be a steady strong. Flinched her arm trying to pull it from the needles she gritted her teeth after each one stuck her skin. Looking at Davie she spit in his face as a insult and glared at him.
"Their going to find you and rip you to pieces. Your gonna regret the day you were born." All her threats where mostly to keep her from crying. Her attention however turned to the walls of the dungeon like room that now became burning living walls of flesh. She could here sizzling and feel heat but only she was in this hell of sorts. In the corner there was a man and her eyes got wide as the mangled face turned to look at her.
Just the glance took her back to her younger years were she was abused in so many ways by her moms late boyfriend. There was a angry glare on his face as he approached slowly. 'Looky who came to visit me. Seems you finally came right where you belong you stupid little whore.' He spat at her as he moved closer and closer. Lulu was struggling weakly at the binds that kept her but it did no good.
Harold was right on her and the smell of his rotten burning flesh made her made want to gag. "I'm sorry harold...please dont touch me. Leave me alone..." A begging tone came out as the burnt hand ran across her shoulders and it stopped on her neck. He was leaning and breathing on her neck as she started to sniffle.
A wicked smile came to the corpse’s lips as Davie watched. He was happy with the progress, but that bitch Nicole needed to learn some canine loyalty. He had noticed the way she flirted with that metal head bodyguard. Although he knew Nicole was a sweet little thing and didn’t really understand flirting that much, he was jealous.
But he also got a nice thrill to seeing her shudder away from him as he had touched her. Pulling out a phone he hooked it up to the camera and opened up another one. The second one could only transfer video messages and he was going to enjoy torturing Johnny. Sitting on a stool behind said camera he watched Lulu’s face.
Davie admitted to himself that he was impressed. He needed to keep an eye on her. It came in handy to save that doctor’s body as best he could. He’d have to go and get a new one soon. Pulling his phone from the cord he dialed a number and put it to his ear. When it picked up Nicole’s voice sounded with her usual chipper tone.
“Nicole, this is Davie. Now, I want you to do me a little thing. I’m going to have something sent to your apartment. It should arrive within the hour. Give it to metal head and the note that will come with it.” Nicole was quiet for a moment before she answered with a, “What kind of something?”
“Don’t ask questions. Good little girls just follow orders. Have a fun night.” He teased before hanging up and calling another person. The person came by to the house and took the little package holding the phone and a threatening letter. From there he waited for things to set into motion, with the occasional sedative to keep Lulu at bay.
Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on May 16, 2018 12:31:25 GMT
what was it like to love him?
it's like hearing every goodbye ever said to me - said all at once.
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The sound of her heart racing was thudding madly in her ears and it was almost maddening. Closing her eyes she tried to wake up from this night mare of feeling Harold's breath on her neck and his hands on her body. She felt the needle in her arm and within moments she was weak and her eyes slammed shut. Everything was dark and she lost all recollection of time. She didn't know how long it had been since he knocked her out when she finally regained some sort of consciousness.
He wasn't in the room right now and she tugged at the binds that held her. Luckily for her the drugs worked well through her system and it felt like she was gaining a fraction of her strength back. It was enough to Break the arm off the chair and she got her other hand and feet free. Hearing foot steps she stood behind the door and when Davie walked in she hit him with the arm of the chair.
Right across his head and she sluggishly darted from the room. It was a bit to fast for her brain and she stumbled into a wall in the hallway. Seeing the stair case she headed towards it but she fell on the stairs with a loud thud. "Fuck me." She moaned from the pain coursing in her body. Her hand moved to grab the hand rail and she slowly tried to pull herself up and get up the stairs.
Hear my shapeless songs i'm singing and painting this morning light, bit by bit, hoping I'd get to that summer sky. I'm feeling alright I can see your palm reaching out to mine. ---In the orange sky, there is glowing fireflies.
It hadn't been long ago that William had dropped Nicole at her place and left. He was at another bar drinking and hitting on some red head. Hey he wasn't exactly tied down yet and little ginger whats her name really meant nothing. When his phone rang he stepped outside and went back to his truck. "Hello....woah woah slow down...Fuck me....When did it get dropped off? okay...alright im on the way." The phone hung up and his hand balled into a fist as the sound of shattered was heard. He checked the other club before it closed for the night and Lulu hadn't been there.. He didn't see signs of a struggle because Davies associate hauled daives old body out back and dumped it.
Figuring Lulu actually caught a ride back with Johnny was a stupid assumption. When he made it back to Nicole he pushed past her before she could speak when the door was opened. Picking up the letter of threats and watched the video before putting his fist through a near by wall. The whole foundation of the building shook and ground like it would collapse right then. "Damnit!!!Where the fuck does he live Nicole?" He yelled angrily towards her and after a moment he took a deep breath and his lips pursed. "I'm sorry for yelling we gotta go. Get what you need because your going to the clubhouse til this shit is over."
The ride was silent and the air was tense as they drove back to the clubhouse. He crushed his phone or he would've already called Johnny. Bad enough marco let someone make off with club cash but that was gonna be forgotten soon. Sure william was made of metal but that would stop Johnny from dragging his ass to the cage. Though he would take the beating for such a flaw in judgement. Letting some piece of tail cloud his vision. Sliding out of the truck he carried nicoles bags inside and sat them on the floor of the bar. "Johnny we got trouble....Lulu... shes been taken. i'm sorry man." William spoke in a low tonne and set the phone with the Video recording of Lulu and the Demand letter down infront of Johnny. Stepping back he looked down while Johnny processed everything that happened. "There was no commotion... Ifigured she went home witchu...."
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You ever have one of those moments? Those rare crystalizing moments when everyting just fucking stops all around you? The sounds of cars outside are muffled. They sound like they're coming in from inside a trumpet. The sound of breathing is mute. It sounds like you never took a breathe in your life. The sound of your heart hammering in your chest is all you can hear. It sounds like a rampapging fucking heard of elk and it's bursting out your eardrums. Johnny stared at the phone on the counter. He couldn't believe the words he had just heard. He slowly reached for the phone. His eyes darted back to William as if to make sure this wasn't some joke. It wasn't, but he would have taken that over Lulu being taken.
Suddenly his hand felt like it weighted a million pounds. His mouth was dry and his pulse hammering in his throat was enough to make him double over and clutch his neck. Fingers wrapped around the familiar edges of the cell phone. Johnny didn't realize this, but his lip was quivering. Who would be crazy enoug to take Lulu? Who out there had the strength to take Lulu? Johnny had never researched it, but he assumed she was one of the most powerful in the world.
She could lift a fucking truck over her head. He remembered this one time she ordered a rare steak at Dennys and they sent her medium rare. She stormed into the kitche nand threw the stove through the brick wall. He loved her. Despite her tantrums there was something about her that soothed his soul and gave him purpose. He was her great protector. Since they were just a couple of dumb kids he had been looking out for her. Now he felt utterly powerless. And he was.
Picking up the phone he pressed play on the video that was loaded. It was a video of Lulu. She was tied down. She looked helpless and scared. Johnny's heart sank. He thought back to when he first met her. That asshole Harold had terrorized the fuck out of her. It was Johnny who finally put a end to that shit. He stole her away from there and brought her into the life of the club. Made her a queen literally and figuratively. She was on top of the world and he was right there beside her to rule it.
The things he wanted to do to Harold scared him. Johnny wasn't a saint. He was no chior boy, but even he thought twice about the levels of violence he was willing to achieve. Now he didn't give a shit. He would tear this fucker limb from limb. He watched until the video went off. He recognized the voice saying he wanted his club back. Oh you'll get it back. Johnny thought. And so much more. He walked over to the front door and ripped it open. He had no idea where to look, but he was going to tear the city apart until he found that motherfucker.
With his phone shipped off Davie was growing bored of watching the little girl playing Queen squirm in her nightmares. Grabbing one of the needles from the tray he pocketed it and decided to grab some rope from the closet in his butcher's room. There for a moment he stared down at the body of a little boy he had crammed in there. Just looking at it brought displeasure and he closed the door hard. He always hated having to kill kids, but sometimes it was necessary evil. Like the man who originally owned the club. Sadly it was his kid that he had to kill, but the guy didn’t listen. It was part of the program.
Opening the door to the basement he hadn’t expected a smack to the head by something. He shifted a bit, but felt no pain. The receptors for this body had already been spent. Thank god things like this never followed him from body to body. He’d have been in worlds of pain if it did. He watched as she ran past and tripped trying to get up the stairs. Giving an irritated sigh he walked up behind her.
He’d have to tie her up a different way now and teach her an even better lesson. The other room he had just been in was his torture room. Filled to the brim with knives, scalpels, ropes. You name it he probably had it. It could’ve honestly been a butcher’s cutlery shop. Grabbing her hair he pulled her back, then with all the force he could muster he slammed her head hard against metal railing.
Doing it multiple times he reached into his pocket and brought out the syringe. Moving quickly using the rope he had around his shoulder he tied her wrists. He’d hang her from the ceiling and let her dangle. Then he could make his plan to nab Nicole and have them both. “Fucking little bitch.” He muttered dragging her body into his back room. Making the rope nice and tight he pulled her up and hung her like a slab of meat in a cooler. Picking up one of his knives he wasn’t going to wait any longer.
Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on May 16, 2018 22:33:05 GMT
what was it like to love him?
it's like hearing every goodbye ever said to me - said all at once.
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Lulu had almost managed to get her to her feet when a hand griped her hand and then she was in pain. Her head was soaring after hitting a metal pole and then again and again until a gash formed and crimson red ran down the side of her face. He body fell limp after that and she didn't fight the needle jabbed into her. In stead she just tried to keep conscious which was a loosing battle.
She never felt the ropes on her hands and was out for a while before waking with a splitting headache. Her forehead was bruised and swollen so it made her already strained vision harder to look around. Her toes were barely on the ground and just brushing across the cold floor. Lulus mouth was dry and her voice was barely able to come through. "Water.."She coughed out as she tried to wiggle and look around.
He eyes found the table of knives and other various sharp objects and her heart was racing. For the first time in a long time she felt completely vulnerable. "Please....Let...Let me go....You can have whatever you want...." Her voice was hoarse and she cough from the dry itchy feeling in her throat. "Why are you doing this?" This time her voice was a sincere scared and it was broken but sobs and sniffles.
Maybe Johnny wouldn't make it in time and she was meant to die here. In her hazed state she could see Harold in the back ground approaching her with a knife. "No harold....I'm sorry... please dont hurt me...."Her blue eyes grew wide the closer he got in her hallucination. The knife tip just traced down her arm and she closed her eyes... "P..Please...."
Hear my shapeless songs i'm singing and painting this morning light, bit by bit, hoping I'd get to that summer sky. I'm feeling alright I can see your palm reaching out to mine. ---In the orange sky, there is glowing fireflies.
He watched the video standing not far from Johnny. Sure he want always Lulu biggest fan but she didn't deserve that after the life she had before the club. He remembered when Johnny brought her home as some scared girl with a power she couldn't control. William had been in this club so long and Lulu was his family and seeing her in fear and pain caused a knot in his stomach. When the video stopped her prepared to get cussed out of drug to the ring to pay for his stupid mistake. His vision had been clouded by Nicole who he helped clean the club before taking her home.
When Johnny headed towards the door in a determined mission William sighed and looked at Nicole. "Stay here." It wasn't a offer but in a demanding tone he barked as he followed after Johnny. To make this mistake right was the only thing on his mind and he slipped into Johnny's Car. "You know she will be alright. We are gonna find her Brother." He spoke as the car sped off to go try and find this man. The only clues they had were employee records at the club they had just taken over.
Maybe some of that creeps employees would know where to start looking. Time was of the essence. Pulling the phone from the creeper out he was searching through it for some clue. Instead some live stream Skype popped up and he answered it. The camera was Point at Lulu who was just starting to wake up from drugs. "Where are you Lu?" He asked but obviously it was muted from the other end because he couldn't hear a response."Dammit. I think there were some of the bouncers from that club coming it to clean it more tonight. Lets go crack some bones. I'm sure we can convince someone to talk."
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Nicole didn’t know what to do with everything going on. She was terrified of Davie, and with William mad she didn’t know how else to feel. She felt like it was her fault for all this. But she knew it wasn’t. She felt guilty though. No one deserved to be kidnapped for any reason.
She had done everything that William had told her to do, but something still didn’t feel right. Except she hadn’t said where he lived. Nicole wasn’t sure what to tell him on that. But maybe… maybe this was all a ploy to get her to go to him? Shaking her head she shuddered thinking about it. Because if that was the case she really was the problem. The only way to solve it would to go and sacrifice herself for Lulu.
She wished she could’ve found the courage to talk, but it was better if she didn’t. Her voice would’ve betrayed her words. She didn’t want to go against what William had said. She wanted to stay where it was safe, but she couldn’t just sit there and wait. Her heart raced as she picked up her phone to see a message from Davie. It was threats on Lulu’s life if she didn’t come to him now.
Taking a deep breath she texted back asking where. He sent her the address and she felt tears building up. It was exactly where she had thought he wouldn’t be. She sent him an okay and looked around. Letting out her breath she placed her phone back in her pocket and walked out the door. No one was there to stop her so she made her way to the street and hailed a cab. Giving the driver the address she hoped this would be enough to end it.
Davie watched for a moment as she hallucinated more. Hearing her weak and scared voice brought him so much pleasure. Maybe Johnny would like to hear it too. He decided to turn up the volume some. “It’s too late now sweetheart.” He said and got up tranquilizer syringe in one hand, a knife in the other. “We may be getting a visitor here soon. So don’t worry. You won’t be the only one getting tortured.” The tip of the knife trailed along her arm as he jabbed the needle into her neck. This was the strongest tranquilizer known to man. It could hold an elephant still for at least a day or two, while keeping it awake.
Throwing the used needle on the table he traced the knife further down, then with a hard swipe he dug it into her flesh tearing the skin and her dress cleanly through. He watched as she bled for him and the cry of pain was music to his ears. “Yes, lovely. Why don’t you do it again?” He asked and sliced her thigh this time.
As he was just beginning to enjoy his fun, the doorbell rang and his smile grew bigger. “Oh, that must be her.” With an almost childish skip to his step he moved upstairs to the front door. Opening it he saw Nicole there and pulled her in. “Were is Lulu?” She asked, he only ignored her. PUlling her with him to the basement Nicole got a not so good feeling.
Opening the door to his chamber NIcole gasped and tried to turn around but was slammed into the door frame. It made everything dizzy as he pulled her hands together and tied them. She tried fighting against his hold, but she was so dizzy from that one hit. “You have me now let her go.” Nicole said, trying to be confident in the situation. Davie just smiled. “Stupid girl, you really thought I’d let her leave here alive?”
Ice filled through Nicole’s veins as he hung her like a slab of meat. She felt so stupid, and it showed. “Please, let her go. I’ll stay… “ She tried begging, but that didn’t seem to do anything except make him angry. “No no no. You don’t make the shots here. I do! And I want you both to suffer.” Nicole didn’t understand and she tried to kick him before she felt a pressure in her stomach and sudden piercing pain in her abdomen.
“You little bitch… “ He turned to the camera. “Wave to the metalhead guy Nicole. He can see and hear everything now.” All Nicole could do was stare at the knife in her abdomen. It wasn’t large by any means, but it was a decent size. Tears poured down her face at the pain. She could feel it moving with every breath she took. “Just wonderful isn’t it?” He asked the camera. He had the volume on his end turned down so whatever the said on the other end wouldn’t reach their ears.
Post by Tabitha 'Lulu' Milton on May 22, 2018 15:31:01 GMT
what was it like to love him?
it's like hearing every goodbye ever said to me - said all at once.
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This was how she was bound to die, And it was the worst time after hearing news from her doctor. Inside the womb grew just a bean sized baby only a few weeks in age. Now it seemed like that happy ending that Lulu always wanted was going to be snuffed out before having a chance to become something great. At this point she barely felt the needle in her neck with the mix of drugs already in her system. Being weak wasn't something she was used to and feeling hopeless scared her.
There was a sharp and horrible pain as the knife slashed through the fabric on her chest and through the skin. Screaming loudly before sobs escaped her lips feeling the warm red liquid move down her body. Not many moments later the knife cut into her thigh and caused her to scream again. The pain was obvious in her blue eyes and her heart was starting to race from her fear.
When Davie left the room she struggled against the restraints holding her. The adrenaline in her body was triggering her fight and flight response to the pain she felt. The binds on her wrist started to weaken but she from seeing Nicole drug in she stopped. "Let her go you sick fuck. You wanna punish some one then hurt me. She isn't a part of this." When he turned to her she used the might she could muster and kicked him into the table of knives.
Swinging a bit she managed to un hook the binds and her hands and fall to the ground. Her head was woozy from blood loss and the sedative made it hard to get back to her feet. Dragging herself across the floor she was going for a phone on the far table. She just needed to Call Johnny and say her goodbyes before she died in this horrible shit hole of a place.
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Watching Lulu Nicole felt a spark of energy hit her as DAvie went flying into the knives. Some of them had pierced his skin, but there was no yell of pain as he didn’t feel it.But it left him in perfect line for her to grab him with her legs. ‘I’m sorry… mom, dad… Guess I will be leaving sooner than expected.’ She thought and held him tight while pulling up with what little strength she had left.
Doing this she was able to keep him immobile allowing Lulu to grab the phone. “Lulu, tell him we’re at 527 Rodchester lane.” She spoke over Davie as he yelled and struggled. “Third house on their right!” As she said this Davie twisted in her grip, grabbing hold of one of the knives protruding from his arm and into her stomach again.
Blood soaked her top as her legs began to shake. “Let go of me you little bitch. I’m going to kill you both. I was gonna do Lulu first, but now you’re just pissing me off more.” Twisting the knife Nicole screamed out but held tighter. Tears streamed down her face as Lulu was able to make the call. “DAMN IT!” Davie yelled and stabbed another time earning another scream. He opened his mouth and black smoke poured from his mouth and floated out of the room.
Dropping the dead weight Nicole hung there, blood soaking down her jeans. ‘At least… I helped.’ She thought as she coughed and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. Everything felt cold as she watched Lulu. Upstairs she could hear movement and it was probably Davie. She waited with bated breath but he never came to the basement. She could hear a window open and close and that was it. “Lulu… are you…” Nicole had to catch her breath as everything began to spin. “Are you… okay?” She asked as her vision began to blur. Trying her best to stay awake she looked at the door, taking a moment to think 'Just let me see him...one last time.'
