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Post by willc453 on Apr 20, 2018 8:50:17 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 1
Got a lot of laughs reading about that guy Ben dressing up in various costumes, especially of The Shadow. Went to the net find out what he was talking about and realized how much my generation has missed vs his. In case you're wondering, I'm in my 20's and unlike Ben/other affected, Mirrors and I are evil...at least according to what Ben call sheep. You see, if we're not gods, then at least we're demi-gods because of our abilities. I have the ability to disappear into or appear from ANY shadow. Not only that, I can take people/things with me and either take them out of the shadow or leave them there. And no one has died when I've left them in the shadows, so some how they stay alive while left there or maybe a state of suspended animation? Really don't know or care as long as the babes are alive when I'm ready to do some sporting with 'em as the English would say.
When I'm in the realm of the shadow, it's like looking at millions and millions bits of light and at first, I was easily confused where I was appearing at. But there's been some funny times too, like the time I found myself under a desk, seeing a woman in a dress, showing off a nice set of legs before me. Didn't think or hesitate in suddenly putting my right hand right between her legs and saying gotcha! Oh yeah, she let out a screech, slid the chair back, jumped up, then started shooting the desk and damn near hit me before I disappeared into the shadow under the desk. Later, found out it was Selma, that rabid, affected hunting b*tch from the government.....and wonder if she still wears those black lacy panties? Boogey man under the bed or hiding in the closet? Be careful, it could be me.
No doubt you're wondering why haven't we joined one of the law and order super leagues? What goes around, comes around. You see, me and Aaron have been buds since we were 6 years old and the butt of many jokes at our expense. Fat boy, what bra size do you wear for your tits? Hey, there goes 4 eyes, he must be a Jap with those thick coke bottle thick glasses. Naw, he's just fell out of his tree in the jungle, someone throw him a banana or look, the monkey is off his leash...someone call Guido, the organ grinder or the circus has one of it's monkeys missing/or is loose. Or when picked for a game of dodge ball in gym, EVERYONE throwing the balls at us. Talk to the coach? Yeah, right. “It's just a joke, they don't really mean anything by it”.Get shorted by those same jocks or having your gym shorts pulled down while doing PT and of course, in front of a bunch of girls. All of this started in 5th grade and continued thru out high school. At one point, we thought of taking some guns from the homes of kids we knew, but we chickened out. I think what saved us was our playing video/board games, along with playing Dungeons and Dragons with others considered to be losers.
Let's be honest in that Aaron and I were not Mensa material, but neither were we retarded. Just average guys constantly being told and forced to eat a verbal sh*t sandwich AND there would be seconds, thirds, etc. thru out our lives. We were good enough to go to a good college AND get a 25% grant, reducing the cost of our education while there. Neither of our folks had any money, so Aaron and I worked a lot of different temporary jobs that because of the economy, full time work was basically impossible to find because that meant benefits had to be paid mainly by the employer. Not working full time? NO BENEFITS. The two of us basically worked at sandwich and pizza places, making the orders and/or making delivery’s. We scrapped by, but then we were also living on free sandwiches/pizza while at work during our lunch break or Ramen noodles in our 2 bedroom apartment. Now? We have several dozen condos and homes EACH.
During that summer before starting our last year in hell (high school), Aaron found a guy who would sell him a VW van for $250! Oh wow, we would have wheels and no longer bound to this mortal realm of being pedestrians. The bummer was, neither of us had $250. HOWEVER, by combining the money we did have (a total of $78), we worked our a$$es off doing what ever work/jobs we could find in the neighborhood to raise the needed money. Since Aaron found the VW, the title was in his name. Like I said, we were more like brothers than many brothers actually are. Of course, the VW was a piece of sh*t, needing basically everything either rebuilt or replaced. Our dads tried talking us out of this “insane/mad, hair brained scheme”, but with our dads knowledge about repairing cars, showing us what needed to be done AND how to do it, it took us a little over a year before it was up and running. Every dime we made, went into it. No movies, rented dvds, snacks during our game get togethers, etc. We were focused on making our dream come alive as that guy said in that Weird Science movie.
When we got our licenses just before the VW was up and running, thought we were both kings of the world. Of course, we had to give the VW a name, which we called The Wolfmobile which had a painting of a old MGM cartoon wolf howling at a pretty girl in a nightclub. Aaron's really good at drawing things, while I'm better at painting. One thing we both thought of when going to college was coming up with mainly our own video games or even D&D type games. We'd come up with a story, what things would look like in the story, then he would draw it out and I'd color it. We submitted our D&D stories to Gold Coast (formerly known as TSR) in hopes of being published, but it never happened.
We actually thought we'd be able to pick up girls since we now had wheels. We stayed up for almost 2 days to finish it, then get all the paperwork (smog, insurance and registration) finished the day before high school graduation. Man, we reveled in the looks of our classmates as we drove The Wolfmobile into the high school parking lot. Of course, we had our friends, the other “losers” with us, with The Wolfmobile being a total surprise (and envy) to them when we picked them up. We got more than one snide remark from other classmates just because The Wolfmobile was still in its painted primer state, along with some dings we hadn't fixed, but we shut them up by saying at least we didn't have mommy or daddy taking US to our graduation. Things looked good, right?
Think we'd catch a break in college? No way. No sorority would accept us and of course, because we were always together, many thought we were gay?! Which lead to more than one humiliation by jocks and their gold plated pu$$y cheerleader girlfriends. There's an expression that says payback is a b*tch and she's in heat. After being affected and learning how to control our abilities, oh yeah, me and Aaron made more than a few visits to these people, especially many times to those cheerleaders. As to the jocks, we loved hearing them scream when we woke them up with baseball bats. So what if we killed a couple of 'em? It was an accident because we wanted them to live in pain and suffering the rest of their lives. We just happened to get a little carried away. Not that they'd ever be missed, because after all, they were just jocks. What the world needs is more people like Hercules, The Speedster and others we've been watching on the news/YouTube. Of course, we watched all the YouTube videos and news we could on these people in the beginning, all the time wishing we'd been so lucky. We came up with our own comic book stories, though I've always wondered about super heroes in comic books. Ever notice NONE of them have sex or even talk about it? At least that guy Ben was honest about his sex life. And if you want to know how it feels getting revenge on those who can dump on you and you can't do anything about it? IT FEELS GREAT!!
As to college, we basically didn't know what we wanted to do with our life other than being video or fantasy game designers, so we were taking the basic courses needed for any degree. We both thought that maybe a military career of at least one enlistment might be good for us....you know, see the world and learn a skill that we could use as civilians. BUT, we wanted to go in as officers so at least this way, not everyone would give us a bunch of sh*t. We had been the lowest ranking enlisted man so to speak, all our lives and we knew we'd be better off as officers. The ROTC and national guard recruiters said I was too fat and Aaron's eyesight was too bad.
We got changed by accident when grandma broke her hip and had to stay in a convalescent place for a few weeks until it healed. I was asked to watch her 3 dogs (Pomeranian’s) until she was up and on her own. Her dogs are okay, though kind of yappy and considering she not only sent me $100 EVERY year on my birthday and Christmas since I was 12 and when I started college, every 4-5 months there would be a “little something extra for her bestest boy” sent thru the mail. So it wasn't the money she sent, she was pretty cool and laid back when we used to visit her as a family. Grandpa died in Vietnam and when our family went to Washington D.C., I went to the memorial for them and using parchment paper and pencil, copied his name and date of his death for her and even put it in a picture frame. I thought I had done something bad because she was cried a lot right after giving it to her. Told her I was sorry that I made her cry and it was really stupid and inconsiderate of me for doing something like that. She said I wasn't stupid and I was her bestest boy. I was 11 years old. So when she needed help, I was going to help.
Just before grandma broke her hip, we decided to “live it up” by each of us blowing $40 to gamble with and taking a gamblers special bus ride to one of the Indian casinos and came back with a little over $900 between us. Of course, at first we thought this would give us a financial nest egg and better yet, buy some whole chickens to fry/bake/barbeque instead of eating sandwiches, pizzas or any more Ramen noodles. Of course, I had to work on Aaron about going. He got along with his grandparents and he knew how I felt about grandma and what helped was two things: he always got some of grandma's money when I was younger, like going to the movies, buy a new D&D monster manual, etc. In college, it was split 50-50. Like I said, we're more like brothers than real brothers are. The other was, being called Tweedledee and Tweedledum when we were kids. I told him how could I be Tweedledee if there's no Tweedledum?.What really sealed the deal was reminding him of the food she always had as in chicken, pork chops, potatoes, hamburger, etc. She always kept a lot of food at her place because she remembered the stories her grandparents told her how it was like during the 1920's and the great depression. Thing is, we had to fly to her place, then a bus to her town which ended up taking us 14 hours. And if you're wondering, WE paid for those tickets out of our pockets. Since I was known in her town (population 1, 218), we had no trouble getting a ride to her place, where Mrs. Elliot who had been watching the dogs, was glad glad to see me.
It was on that flight that I and Aaron got changed, though we didn't know it until later when we returned to college. We both threw up which we put down to eating 4 to 5 day old pizza and some sandwiches from work. We had both been told that our hours were being cut, so we took what left over food we could from work that night; anything to make our money stretch. Well, Aaron and I spent a month at grandma's and I think we put a serious dent in her groceries which made us feel bad, but after eating nothing but basically sandwiches, pizza and Ramen noodles for over a year..... When she came back home, I told her what we had eaten and we were sorry, but she said it was okay and she meant it because she knew her dogs were being well take care of. What surprised us when she tried giving us $500 each because she knew how broke we always were, but we both refused because as I told her, there's some things money can't cover, like having the taking care of the dogs owned by the bestest grandma a boy could ever have.
We thought our luck had changed coming back because we both got hired thru a local temp agency to work nights at a plastics factory where they made those plastic pots for plants and it was FULL time! Of course, we didn't have our pizza/sandwich jobs to go back to because after all, “we didn't have the drive and dedication to be good employees” according to our managers because we needed a month off to be at grandmas. As if I should of told grandma, sorry, can't help you? We both knew we'd find other jobs when this one finally ended, even if it meant working a couple of part time ones again. We stashed most of the extra money away like squirrels hoarding nuts for winter, but at least we were able to buy food other than Ramen noodles, like making tuna fish sandwiches and having a small bag of chips for our lunches at work.(soda pop was a luxury to us) And life was good...until it went to cr*p.
Remember The Wolfmobile? One of our major tormentors in high school was Joseph Allen Trenton (aka JT), the leading jock who was good at EVERY sport. Baseball, basketball, football, track; the list and trophies of his accomplishments was long.. There were all sorts of pro sports scouts checking him out in his first year of high school, he was that good. And of course, his ego got bigger and bigger along with daddy and mommy doting on him. Yeah, as if every 15 year old needs a beamer to go to school in, but then daddy was a big shot lawyer and hobnobed with the rich and powerful in the state capital. I heard he charged $5,000 just for him to listen to your problem and of course, if he didn't, he kept the 5 thou. But during that summer, JT killed some homeless guy while drunk. Instead of doing any time, he got probation and suspension of his license for 6 months which wouldn't of been anything to him. You remember the golden rule don't you? Those that have the gold, rule. But what set him back was being being injured while his beamer was totaled. Too bad it wasn't serious I thought at the time, but after we changed, we taught him what it was like to really be in pain.
We're cruising in The Wolfmobile when we happened to pass him and his group of narcissist snobs walking on the campus sidewalk. At this time, JT was still using crutches and oh yeah, we both called out to him and the guys girlfriends. Like telling JT about hearing there being a special on wheel chairs and if his girlfriend or the other ladies wanted a ride, we'd give 'en a whole lot of 'em, which meant something entirely else of course. Or telling his girlfriend if she wanted a real man, instead of a cripple we'd be happy to make her happy. A month later, JT was off the crutches and along with fellow jocks, came looking for revenge. That night when we went to work, found The Wolfmobile totally vandalized and completely unusable along with having cow excrement smeared thru out the interior. We were devastated. Of course, we filed a complaint with the cops who couldn't help us other than listen to our “hearsay”. The Wolfmobile was towed to the junk yard to be chopped up for scrap metal. Then we lost our jobs with the temp agency because we couldn't work the night shift as the city buses didn't run that late out there. They did find us temp jobs, but most of them only lasted 2 days and we weren't working together as we wanted. Then the 8 of them came hunting for me “for a lesson in mouthing off to my betters”.
I was walking down the street just after midnight after getting off work, when a pickup passes by me. I didn't think anything about it until I heard the screech of tires on the pavement, so I turned to see what was going on and there's the jocks shouting, there's that smart mouth, wise ass punk bitch....GET HIM! Yeah, it was JT and Goons Inc.
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Post by 9idrr on Apr 20, 2018 15:51:50 GMT -6
Well, willc453, now you got me wondrin' just how big a jerk I'd turn into if I had a super power. With my luck, I'd end up bein' able to breathe on windows and have 'em become perfectly clean. Guaranteed to have a job for life, speed-cleanin' skyscrapers.
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Post by willc453 on Apr 20, 2018 18:11:47 GMT -6
Well, willc453, now you got me wondrin' just how big a jerk I'd turn into if I had a super power. With my luck, I'd end up bein' able to breathe on windows and have 'em become perfectly clean. Guaranteed to have a job for life, speed-cleanin' skyscrapers. If you notice, basically all my characters are individuals and not a herd type animal. Not that The Speedster or Hercules are. Remember, Ben saw his father murdered by Homeland Security people, with his family in Florida being rounded up even though they hadn't broken the law. Reminded me too much of what happened to Japanese Americans after the Pearl Harbor attack. Ben was ready to accept the consequences of his actions BEFORE all this went down, but once it did, there were NO ROE's (Rules of Engagement) for him. And don't forget that bit a dialogue between him and Selma when he was captured...even if you were SUSPECTED of being Affected, you could be grabbed and held out of sight until THE GOVT. decided to let you go. So much for constitutional rights and procedures of law. As you've read, Ben in the early stages of his "career" was doing a lot of vigilante work, something I think more than one of us would do given his original ability alone.
As to Brainiac, he did "borrow" shillings from a lot of checking/savings account, but he did pay it back. No, he didn't pay interest on it since banks pay squat on checking/ savings accounts. With that money, he was able to get to the U.S., buy a place, then start building things, some of which he has many, many patents on. Others, he's kept to himself so man could leave this planet with the aid of Ben and others.
Prince Midas was a very happy man with his wife as they toured the country in the circus. Then his wife died and he came apart, becoming homeless and a drunkard. Then bad guys tried kidnapping him to find out how/where he was getting all this gold from. That is, till Ben stepped in and helped straighten his life out. So Prince Midas is now actively involved helping those who need a hand and like Ben, refuses to give anyone a handout. And remember, there is NO law that says you can't make gold.
Remember the barber Ben met? The one who could grow/style hair? He'd of been snagged by the feds for being Affected. Yep, the ability to grow hair is a dangerous ability to have....right? Never wrote up his story, it just came up as something to add to Bens.
As to V's story, thought I'd give it a try showing a womans viewpoint of being married to someone Affected and how she views Ben.
And I bet everyone's forgotten about Dwayne, Bens brother who was also Affected. He was written about in the first few chapters of Bens story. Started on that story a long time ago, but don't have enough to post even a chapter. But he became one of those goody two shooers, though didn't join one of the super hero leagues.
As to The Shadow, he and Aaron are late blossomers Affected wise and yes, they both meet Ben. And no, ain't even going to give a hint on what happened. Since the story is still being written, have an idea on how the story will go, but then again, it could change as you'll find out in chapter 2.
I have another story (1 chapter) about a guy who finds himself traveling uncontrollably to other worlds, though haven't decided if he'll be going to alternate Earths like Ben. All together, have 3 or 5 more stories about people who got Affected, some of which I've done some writing on.
Thing is, let's get back to your characters wind ability, or as you said, being able to breathe on windows. Didn't look (I'm lazy), but think that's one of the Affected abilities I wrote up under plot discussions when all of this started. But instead of breathing on a window after it's been cleaned, why not give him/her the ability to generate tornadoes, hurricanes or dust storms? And with practice, determine the size of it. That's why I came up with them...to give others a chance to join in writing about the Affected. And of course, hoping you/someone will tell about what problems they may of had with the govt. when it came snooping around, did they join a super league and why.
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Post by 9idrr on Apr 21, 2018 18:02:20 GMT -6
Why, what problems could one have with the dot-gov? I don't have it any more, but I once got a letter from POTUS with a personal invitation (or was it an order?) to go to 1111 Clay Street in Oakland. They were nice enough to fly me to SeaTac, then, by way of O'Hare and Atlanta, to Columbia, SC. Flew back to Oakland, then Hawaii, Philippines and RVN. On to Japan, Okinawa, then Guam and Hawaii and finally back to Oakland. Never charged me once for a ticket. How nice was that? I've mostly thought that DC was just too big and bumbling to be slowly crushin' the little guy on purpose, but I'm startin' to have my doubts. The real evil right now, seems to emanate from Sacramento, with the hope of spreadin' to the rest of the country. If you've got one of the Affected who could ferry Moonbeam and his band of fruits & nuts off to the planet Moron and strand them there, that'd be worthy of my never-ending gratitude.
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Post by texican on Apr 21, 2018 23:46:02 GMT -6
WC,
Nice start....
Need Chapter 2 to find out about what happens to the jocks....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Apr 24, 2018 20:59:01 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 2
Of course, I turned and ran for my life because there was NO DOUBT not only would I be humiliated, but severely beaten along with nothing happening to those that did it. Why? It would simply be my word against the many of theirs and of course, their girlfriends chiming in how we made vulgar and crude remarks. Add to this having the Wolfmobile being totaled and nothing done by the cops. To serve and protect my behind.
With them in a truck, knew I couldn't out run them, so cut across the campus thinking they'd have to get out to chase me and if I could get inside one of the buildings, I'd find a place to hide. Not. They actually drove over the sidewalk and then on the grass! I ducked around a building looking for a place to hide and naturally headed for the nearest door....which was locked! Thing is, this building was “L” shaped and could see three more doors to try...or at least the next one. Heart's REALLY pounding in my chest from what I think was more from fear than heart trouble. Just as I reach the second door, happened to glance back and there's the trucks headlights hitting the corner of the building! Didn't hesitate hesitate in diving for the bushes which lined the outside wall of the building because if I had tried the door and it was locked, there was no doubt they'd see me at that door. Scurried as far and best as I could into the bushes and even if those brambles may of hurt while doing this, I was motivated and feeling no pain....just utter and total terror.
The truck with JT and Goons Inc. roared up around corner of the building with the headlights showing all of it. Turning the corner like they did, had hoped a couple of them would have been thrown out of the back of it AND ran over by JT. No such luck. They jump out, with JT saying fan out as that fat, worthless pr*ck is somewhere around here....and don't forget to check the trees in case larda$$ suddenly remembers how to climb a tree like his cousins in the zoo do all the time for a banana. I THOUGHT I'd be safe because I was at least ten feet in bushes...but a couple of them had flashlights? I scurried further into the bushes hoping I wasn't making any noise for them to hear. I curled up in a ball, trying to make myself small as possible, but then when I saw them fan out, checking the bushes and trees, I was so terrified I found out later that I had wet myself. I started mentally screaming a prayer to God for help and then thought I saw a larger, darker hole just a foot or so from me thinking maybe it was a hole of some kind...anything that would make it harder for me to be seen. Scurried for it just as a flashlight was almost on top of me.
Suddenly everything was dark....I mean TOTALLY dark without any kind of light, whether it was from the lampposts or the goons flashlights. I had died...no doubt in my mind. I was thinking that maybe in Gods mercy, He wasn't having me remember the pain, suffering and indignity of being beaten to death. So where was I and what was going to happen to me next? Our Dads were never much church going guys, but would go when our Moms would brow beat them into going, saying they needed to give an example to YOUR son. Our sisters had no trouble going and later on when they got older, gave them a chance to flirt with boys there along with dressing up for the services. So I'm thinking, shouldn't I be facing God or someone who's going to find my name (hopefully) in The Book of Life? Was God going to be some old looking dude with a long flowing beard and hair sitting on some throne? Where was Jesus and were both going to be white? As you can tell, I and even Aaron, weren't particularity religious. The good thing was we weren't Catholic, so we never worried about being molested or raped by a Catholic priest. So after a bit, I'm kind of glad I'm in the dark. I mean, I wasn't impaled on a pitchfork by some demon while being roasted over a high flame like some weenie on a stick while also breathing the smell of sulfur.
Then started wondering how Mom and Dad would take my death, followed by Aaron's reaction. There was NO doubt that JT and Goons Inc. would ever be charged which yeah, ticked me off, but it is what it is. Then I saw it...a small pinprick of light which was soon followed by others. My first thought was angels....LOTS AND LOTS of 'em were coming for me?!Boy, was I ready for 'em.....soon there were more than I could count and that didn't seem right for two reasons. They were now hanging around me like a gazillion fireflies, but weren't getting any closer. I could see now from so many lights, but it was black....kind of like being in a room with a lot of fireflies, but the room's been painted black. Then wondered if all these lights were people who had just died on earth like I had....but why were they hanging around me? But when I started wondering about Mom and Dad again, one of the lights got closer and closer. NO idea what was going to happen next, but when it did, boy what a shocker! Reached out to see if I could touch that bit of light and find myself looking down at angle on Mom and Dads bedroom and they're DOING IT?! Not only that, Dad's wearing a mask and cape while Moms hands are tied to the bed?! Closed my eyes REALLY quick and even covered my eyes saying I don't need or want to see or hear this sort of thing. Now I know what that meaning means when it's said what's seen, can't be unseen.
When I opened my eyes, I was in the blackness of nothingness and those countless number of bits of light. But none of this made any sense until I remembered I was dead, which of course, explained everything...kind of, sort of. I mean, was I in some sort of purgatory like Catholics believe? Wasn't too sure about this as only Catholics knew/were taught about this kind of thing and wasn't too sure if I wanted to look at any more lights and then thought, maybe this was God's plan of some kind. I mean, why would He have me thinking I was seeing Mom and Dad doing it like they were? I know they “did it”, but it's not something anyone normal wants to think about. Then HAD to wonder what God planned next for me. When nothing happened and was hoping nothing would, but then curiosity got ahold of me.... So once again I looked at a different light and reached out to it.
This time it was some dimly lit alley where some wino/homeless guy was drinking for a bottle that was in a paper bag. It was at this time I realized I could HEAR things like traffic going by, car horns honking, etc. I said no more and back in the nothingness again. Tried another light, this time it was like I was looking thru a slotted door where I see our former sandwich shop manger is tied up and being whipped by his wife Sally in what must be their bedroom?! She's telling him he's worthless, unable to even make her a good sandwich, to which he replies she's right and needs to be punished again. Realized later I was looking thru their closet door. What is this? Is God some sort of voyeur? Once again, closed my eyes and turned away. Wondered how JT and Goons Inc. were going to explain how they got bloody in killing me....I mean, I hoped I had put up SOME sort of fight. And wondered where my body was at....did they stuff it back in among the bushes or was it laying somewhere in some ditch or open field? Another light comes towards me and of course, I touch it. This time I'm at an unusual angle and at first can't make out who it is, but quickly realize it's JT?! I get VERY confused because he's talking like I'm NOT dead?! Maybe he's in complete denial about killing me or maybe after my beating, didn't realize I died from the beating? But that couldn't be right because he's really mad that some how I got away from them, but next time they find me.... Pulled back from the light and said I had enough of this nothingness and ask to be removed from it; just let me be judged so I'm done with this and out of here.
Next thing I know is I'm back among the bushes along the building, throwing up and have a heck of a headache....and it's daylight?! Of course, after throwing up and I could think, I was really, really confused. I mean, I'm dead....why am I back in the bushes again? Tried crawling backwards to get out, but the brambles pushed my shirt up and REALLY started scratching my back, so with a lot of difficulty, able to turn around and slowly crawled out. But when I got to the concrete steps to the door, had my head hit by that door I was going to try and open earlier! It was another student leaving the building and when she saw me, she called me a lot of things like pervert, voyeur, disgusting, etc.....then hits me with the small pack she had been carrying a couple of times! She then takes off still calling me names. So I'm laying there bleeding, MASSIVE headache and trying to pull back a little bit and get hit a SECOND time by door!? Fortunately this time because I had pulled back a bit, wasn't hit as hard by it.
It was Professor Jorgenson who I later learned taught physics. He actually asked if I was alright and I moaned do I look alright to you? He helped me up and wanted to know what happened to me....like had I been using drugs, along with drinking? Had to laugh at that one and told him no sir, no drugs or drinking....I just want to go home. I remember him looking at his watch and then asking me where I lived, so told him. Then he says he has time to take me home unless I wanted to go to the emergency room, something I didn't want....just wanted to get back to our place. This is when I threw up again but he was able to jump back a bit and avoid getting splattered with it. He gives me a small bottle of water and his handkerchief so I could at least rinse my mouth out, then wash my face and neck off best as I could. After that, he helped me to his car and as to the students we passed, he told them I had too much to drink. Didn't know that this wasn't the first time he's helped a student in this and other ways. Told him where we lived and was told if I was going to throw up again, stick my head out the open window because if I threw up in his car, he'd kick me out wherever it was as there was a limit to his humanity in helping people. I didn't throw up.
Our apartment was on the third floor and of course no elevator, so walking up those stairs was very hard and had to rest twice. Thankfully, Professor Jorgenson was patient with me in all of this. Get to the apartment and can't find my key that WAS in my front pocket?! No problem until I discovered my wallet which carried a spare key was also missing! My back pants pocket was ripped where it was kept, so it must of fallen out in my scramble to hide in the bushes. I'm exhausted and the professor asks me what's wrong, so told him. But then remembered we kept a spare key under the welcome mat. Was told that was a bad place to keep it because as so many others do this, only to find out they've been burglarized because of it being there. I said you're right and thank you for your help again. He took off, so went to my bed while taking off my clothes on the way there. Once I hit the bed, I was out of it.
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Post by texican on Apr 25, 2018 19:47:17 GMT -6
Will C,
Nice chapter....
Now the nerd needs to learn to control his affliction....
And stop watching his parents do it....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Apr 25, 2018 20:41:57 GMT -6
Him watching his parents doing it was an accident, not deliberate. Remember, first time in trying his new, unknown ability that he didn't know he had at the time. Maybe he was subconsciously thinking of them, wondering what they were doing and how they'd react to him being dead as he had no idea how much time had passed in the nothingness as I'm calling it. Remember, he thought he was dead/in purgatory.
Update: Almost done with chapter 7 and will soon start on 8. Want to get a bunch of chapters written/proof/story read as when I originally posted the first chapter on Kaijafon's Chatter website, it was THREE years ago! Along with this one, still have to finish Bens time in Colorado during the 1800's and been working on a sex android story. Talked about that one under plot ideas listing it as sex dolls. That story is going to be called iMoms and is about 4 pages long. Front/back of a piece of paper is 2 pages to me. Not to mention another story I posted ONE chapter of on Kaijafon's Chatter website called Parallel, along with starting to write Bens younger brothers story, but that's less than half a page long.
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Post by willc453 on May 3, 2018 19:03:28 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 3
I was woke up from being shaken by Aaron who wanted to know what happened to me. All I could do was groan and asked if the front door was locked and when he said no, begged him to lock it, then fell back asleep. But when I woke up the second time, it was because of the smell of cream of mushroom soup and TWO fried bologna and cheese sandwiches which were my favorite food. Of course since then, my cuisine has gotten a lot higher. Usually I'll have some chips with them, but had eaten that last bag a couple of days earlier. Talk about memories of Mom and home. And if you're wondering, Aaron's was tomato soup and liverwurst with cheese and a lot of raw onions on it. When we were kids, we used to do a lot of camping down by the river which was a few miles from home. We'd pack our school packs with what we'd need food wise, along with a tarp and some blankets tied to the top of them and of course, taking our fishing rods/gear. Thing is, Aaron wasn't Japanese, but Korean American. His Dad met his Mom when he was stationed at Seoul while in the Air Force. All I know about his Dad was him being in communications and retired after twenty years of service. She was originally from some town on the east coast of South Korea, but went to Seoul for a job as a seamstress as she didn't want to spend her life on their farm which I was told was very hard work.
Now when Aaron and I went to college, we didn't have much money as I've said before. We ended up renting a two bedroom apartment from Mrs. Hernandez who was originally from Honduras, while her husband was from Nicaragua. Thing is, when the President offered citizenship years ago, she along with her husband (Jesus), didn't hesitate in taking the offer, then taking classes they needed to qualify. Originally they both worked the different farms during harvesting time picking grapes, watermelons, etc. By hard work and saving every dime they could, they bought their first house for $100 from the city which of course, was a fixer upper to put it nicely. It was an abandoned home and from what she said, VERY well trashed with broken windows, doors, holes in the walls, etc. Of course, this took a lot of money, so they both worked two jobs. He worked as a bus boy and at a car wash, while she worked in a canning factory and would make all sorts of what we called Mexican food in her kitchen, though actually it was food they ate in Honduras. When she first started doing this, she was selling burritos and tamales out of a foam ice chest someone had thrown away, but it kept the food reasonably warm. Jesus didn't know anything about plumbing, wiring, etc. and of course they couldn't afford plumbers, etc. to fix their place up. So he went to the library and between the two of them began reading the how to fix it books which also improved their English speaking skills as they would talk out loud as they took turns reading the books. Let me get back to Aaron and my story for now and I'll return back to Mrs. Hernandez's story.
So I'm sitting on the bed in my underwear while wolfing down the food and Aaron's pestering me about what happened. After I got the first sandwich down along with some soup, told him. He was shocked that JT and his goons would go after me like they did and I was lucky to have found that hole....then told him the rest of the story. You know, about the nothingness, the lights...but not about Dad and Mom of course. Still makes me shudder even thinking about that. Then he looked at me and said there's only two things that could of happened: you either passed out and had that really weird dream....or you got changed?! You know, like that guy Superman and The Flash?! (which are now known as Hercules/The Speedster) I said that's impossible....it's been what, almost a year since we've been on that flight and everyone's that's been changed...well, from what I/everyone understood, their abilities became apparent pretty quickly. Along with being all over the news like that teleporting guy. And besides, we were BOTH on that flight and BOTH got headaches....why haven't you changed? And as soon as I said this, felt bad for two reasons. First was the expression on his face...I mean, we're basically brothers and shared everything since we first met. And now I MIGHT have sort of ability and he didn't?
Thing is, while Aaron cared in one way of not having an ability, in another he was happy/excited about maybe I did. Then it occurred to me....WHAT IF God had heard my plea for help AND had decided to do something about it? I told Aaron and he laughed at the idea, saying how many times have we BOTH tried praying for something and NOTHING happened? I said yeah.....but this was a life and death kind of situation. And he said that's it....maybe your ability was there from that first day and it wasn't until you were in REAL danger that it came out? And that to me, made a kind of, sort of sense. And then wondered if....I said no, that can't be. Within months of what happened to those on airplanes, people started showing abilities right off the bat. Remember seeing that video of that girl who got off the bus and actually pushed some guy away from her without even touching him? Aaron: but she felt threatened, remember that. I said, guess we'll never know because I have NO intention of letting JT and Goons Inc. EVER getting near me again and finished my sandwich and cream of mushroom soup. Told him I needed a shower, got clean clothes and headed for the bathroom.
So I'm in the shower and feeling some slight pain from where the brambles had scratched me and suddenly the lights go out? Told Aaron that this wasn't funny and to turn them back on, but Aaron says maybe I needed to be in the dark to use my ability. Told him I didn't have any ability and he replies in that case you either passed out or God really did help you....which is it? Remember how we'd push each other to do something better when we were kids? Me with drawing figures and monsters for our D&D games, with you painting them? We were always honest with each other and think you gotta at least try seeing if you got changed. Maybe you've been changed the entire time, but not only didn't know it, but it wasn't until you were in REAL danger that it became activated? And that got me to thinking...just WHAT IF I had been some how changed? But told Aaron that I wasn't about to let JT and Goons Inc. have a second chance of pounding me into dust just to see if I have changed. He says that's the beauty of seeing if you have changed because you're in the dark and completely safe. Do you think Superman or The Flash suddenly knew how to handle their abilities right off the get go? Or maybe when they found they could do things nobody else could, they started experimenting somewhere where it was safe? And look at that teleporting guy....HE didn't know he and his brother had been changed until a month or whatever AFTER being changed. Oh man, Aaron sometimes makes too much sense and besides, WHAT IF I had been changed.... man, talk about being excited at that thought.
Told him to turn the light back on, I'd get dressed and when ready, for him to turn the lights off and close the door. So I'm standing in the dark bathroom and after only a minute or so, Aaron's asking me if I've disappeared into the nothingness?! I said quit bugging me man.....neither of us know if I was changed OR how I did it okay? Said I'll give you a shout if it works okay? He got quiet, though I know he was fidgeting because I would have been if our roles had been reversed. So I stood there in the dark, trying to remember what happened. Tried praying to God to hide me and of course, nothing happened and told Aaron this. He said maybe I was doing it all wrong?! Asked what the heck was he talking about and he said remember how you saw a darker spot among the bushes and went for it? I said yeah and he replied maybe you need to concentrate on bringing that nothingness as you call it out. Well again that kind of, sort of made sense....that is, IF I had been changed. So thought it over, started to think about seeing that darker dark....and there it was! Reached out for it and then I was in the nothingness with all those lights surrounding me! Okay....now what? That was because I couldn't hear Aaron and then thought of him and one of the lights came closer, so reached out, touched it and called out to him. He asks if I'm there and said YES! But then he turns on the bathroom light(!?) and of course, that bit of light disappears and I can't hear him. But after a bit, that light came back and could hear him again, but this time told him NOT to turn on the bathroom light and stay outside. Which got me to thinking about that wino for example....what if I thought of some other place to check out, but in our place? So was thinking of different places and a couple of lights came closer. Cupboards...worth- less I thought. How about a closet, you know for our clothes and more lights came closer.
I remember how it was when I showed up at our former sandwich shop managers closet and the resistance I first had and realized I was pushing against clothes. Thing is, all closets look the same...at least in the beginning of all this. Since then, I've become A LOT better in using my abilities, something I'll write about later on. When I came out of the closet (no puns please), realized I was in Aaron's bedroom and even though there was light coming from the hallway and under his bedroom door, apparently I didn't have to come out in complete darkness, like I did when I reappeared in the bushes something I had forgotten about, along with remembering that wino and the alley way which did have some lighting it. Then there was seeing part of JT's leg and part of the inside of his truck. Then heard Aaron calling out to me while facing the bathroom.....and just COULDN'T resist my urge. Quietly walked up behind him, goosed him and said GOTCHA! He not only jumped really high while giving off a hard pitch scream, but slammed right into the bathroom door hard enough to give him a bloody nose! I was laughing like crazy till I saw his bloody nose and quickly got him some toilet paper to help stop it. What REALLY surprised me was he started laughing and doing some kind of weird dancing jig!! Said I was so sorry...is your head okay as I was thinking maybe he gave himself some sort of concussion. He started laughing even harder, though he quit doing his little dance. He said are you crazy....you're my best friend and YOU'VE BEEN CHANGED and couldn't be happier! Man, you've GOT TO do this as often as you can to see what your limits are and I'd help, but we gotta get to work. Oops...in all this excitement, we had forgotten about our temp jobs, even if they were part time. This is when we looked at our watches and realized we had missed our bus to work by twenty-five minutes! When it rains, it doesn't rain....it pours like there's going to be another flood like Noah had to deal with and we didn't have a boat! Couldn't call the temp agency because it was closed, so we called our jobs, explained why we missed the bus and were both told don't bother....you people are a dime a dozen and a click from those two people at our jobs hanging up on us. So much for the milk of human kindness.
Thing is, between the two of us, we had a total of three days pay coming and the temp agency wasn't going to pay us for another week. As for cash, it was a total of $9.87 between us BOTH and $4.87 of that was pocket change we'd been tossing in a jar in case we wanted to splurge on something other than Ramen noodles. Originally it looked like we just might be working at those two places full time, possibly for a month or two, but now.... Add to this was rent being due in three weeks. So we're sitting on our behinds in the livingroom because we couldn't even afford furniture. Yes, we could of called our parents for help, but we were raised to be as independent as possible, so maybe it was also pride that stopped us from doing this. We were happy that Mrs. Hernandez gave us a kitchen table and two chairs and of course, we didn't have much cookware which we got from the local thrift store and as for silverware and plates, we got from Dollar Tree. Yeah, we were getting really, really bummed out as our dads use to say. So we're sitting there when Aaron asks if I wanted to play Halo and I said no, but when he said Champions of Norath, I said okay. Thing is, we couldn't really get into the game and after about 15 minutes of repeatedly dying, we gave up and just sat staring at our blank, nineteen inch tv (which rested on a milk crate) for I don't know how long. This is when Aaron said both of us shouldn't be staring at the wall, why don't you practice your going into the nothingness? I really didn't want to because lack of money was heavy on my mind, along with not only being terrorized by JT and Goons Inc. earlier, but then with us losing our jobs...well, you get the idea.
This is when he said....wonder if you can take things and asked him to explain. He said you're going into and out of the nothingness, but can you go into it, come out some where else, take something with you returning to the nothingness and then coming back to wherever you want with that item? I was going to tell him he was crazy, but then wondered if it could be done. I mean, we had just discovered my ability, so who knew what my limits were? Since we couldn't do anything till the next day, I said okay. We ended up practicing my ability for almost twelve hours and we learned a lot in that time. Found that I could take things back with me into the nothingness with Aaron leaving stuff in the middle of his bedroom (in the dark of course) and me taking it and bringing it to him with me walking out of my bedroom. Then he wanted me to try it with the lights on which was no problem because I came thru his closet. Then it was trying with the closet being open to the light and we got a surprise. How about being able to come out from underneath his bed which while it had some light showing what was under it, there were still shadows under it. Was told it was REALLY freaking weird seeing me actually coming out from under it because as he said, it wasn't normal. Asked him what he meant and was told I looked like one of the Warner Brothers cartoons. Kind of like when one of them would fall from a great height, go splat against the ground and be paper thin and then pop to regular size. But I didn't pop to normal size once I was out...instead, first it was my hand that got to normal size, but somehow my wrist remained paper thin?! The more of me that came out, the more of the regular size of me came to be. So we practiced me taking stuff with just part of my hand, wrist and arm taking stuff while he watched. WOW, this was so cool!
Now at that time we were so broke, we didn't have those fancy cell phones that could access the net, take videos, etc. We got two Net 10 phones that Safeway (a chain grocery store) was discontinuing and selling for ten dollars each! Not only that, we were given one hour of free time to boot. More than once we had to scramble to come up with thirty dollars for three hundred minutes in order to keep our phone numbers. The good thing was we never lost our minutes, but instead, Net 10 would give us an additional three months each time we bought another three hundred minutes. Not that we used it that much, mainly to call our folks once a month to tell them we were doing fine, etc. because we didn't want them to worry you know. And of course, checking in with the temp company for any jobs they might have after we got fired from the sandwich shop. Of course, now we have THE latest phones with all the bells and whistles, but we've not only kept our original phones, but those numbers are ours for the next 10 years. Yeah, we bought that many minutes once the money started rolling in. Those phones we use ONLY to call each other, family or REALLY close friends like Mrs. Hernandez. Everyone else is on the other one.
Anyway, after twelve hours, I was beat and when Aaron saw how tired I was, he made us some Ramen because that soup and the two sandwiches was the last of it. Now we doctored the Ramen up, but you can only do so many things with it. As for condiments, when we'd hit a fast food place (which was really rare), we'd take as many of those small packets as we could without emptying the trays. Then when we got gas for the Wolf-mobile at a truck stop outside of town one time, we couldn't believe how cheap hot dogs were....but a wider variety of condiments in packets. We never took any tea bags as it was easier getting one hundred of them in a box from Dollar Tree, but the honey packets....yeah, we took a lot of them. I wasn't a big tea drinker until I spent a lot of time at Aaron's place. His family was big on tea with his Mom being from South Korea. Before that, it was Kool-Aid, milk or water for me and usually the Kool-Aid had a lot of sugar in it of course. We had a couple of glass pickle jars which were gallon size that were used at the sandwich shop. Once they were empty, we'd wash 'em out to store all these condiments. But then we realized we could also use the the individual glass bottles that held apple juice as not everyone took them to drink somewhere else while eating their sandwiches. Washed them out, poke some holes in the lid and they became our salt and pepper shakers for example. Yes, we could of bought a set from Dollar Tree, but remember, we were trying to save every penny we could and wherever we could. We were still playing on our Xbox's or Playstation 2's even though later models had been out for awhile. Remember that money we won at that Indian casino? We splurged and after talking it over and deciding what we wanted, we bought two USED games, one for each platform. While we didn't have much, we treasured what we did have at the time and it's the same today.
Anyway, I was really beat as apparently even though we've been Changed, it's kind of like exercising...you know, getting the aches and pains of trying to get in shape, using muscles you're not used to using on a regular basis. Believe me, now we can use our ability without thinking about it and basically no strain afterwards. I slept like a dead man again, but at least this time when I woke up, felt a lot better physically as well as mentally. As for breakfast, there was just enough Count Chocula cereal which was Aaron's favorite, while I got the last of the oatmeal which would have been okay, but we were out of cinnamon and barely enough milk for both of our meals. It was going to be hard, lean times money wise and to a degree, food wise for us until we got paid. Going to be a lot of Ramen and tea. Of course, we called the temp agency as soon as they were open, with me explaining what happened the night before and the two companies replies. Doris said she was sorry to hear about this and understood, but it didn't look good job wise for us for the rest of the week?! We knew she wasn't trying to deceive us as we were ALWAYS available for jobs if they didn't interfere with our classes. We even called the other two temp agencies in town, but told we'd have to submit applications online?! Only way we could do that was thru the schools library and that meant after our classes were done.
Now Aaron's classes started later than mine, but he went with me just in case...you know, just in case we saw JT or any of his goons. This is what brothers do for each other. After our classes, hit the library to fill out the temp agencies applications and of course, JT and some of his goon buddies are there?! I didn't know they could even read. Good thing for us was us seeing them before they saw us. Don't know if they'd of tried anything while there, but you never know. Then had to wait until they left AND at least one machine was available, then submitted our applications. When we finally got done, it was getting dark and in some ways, the dark was now kind of scary as we didn't know if JT, etc. was around anywhere. But then also, the dark was becoming my second best friend...Aaron being the first of course. Truth was, we were like chickens on our walk to the bus stop as we were afraid there were a bunch of foxes waiting to get us. We decided to keep back from the bus top which was lit just so in case JT & Goons WERE around, so we were kind of hid behind a tree which was about twenty feet from the bus stop. It wasn't completely dark there, but enough we figured we'd at least be harder to spot.
When the bus got within a hundred feet of the bus stop, we RAN for it. Thing is, just as I was getting on the bus, thought I saw JT's truck down the street at a stop sign! Paid our fares, but when Aaron went to go to the back of the bus, told him to get up front with me and then whispered why. We tried looking in the buses mirror, but couldn't see WHAT kind of vehicle was following us and that made us even MORE nervous. But then the bus would stop within a block of our place and would we have time to make it? Worse yet, was what if it was them, we get back inside our place but they would now KNOW where we lived! This is when Mr. Baldermeyer, the bus driver, asked us if we had a problem that he should know about, because like I said, we were heading for a part of town that wasn't the best in the world. We looked at each other and started telling our story when he wasn't stopping to pick up or drop off customers. He didn't say much but grunt from time to time or say uh hunh, but after we were finished, were told that we were safe on HIS bus and couldn't do anything to really help us. But there would also be a time when we'd have to quit running, other wise we'd be running from those JT's that are all over the world. But then we saw JT's truck zoom by us! We told Mr. Baldermeyer that was JT's truck, he said don't worry, they're not about to pull in front of me to stop this bus and drag you off somewhere, okay? After about five minutes or so, we thought maybe JT and the others hadn't seen us....until we come to another bus stop and as the door opened, we see Fridge, one of the Goons who just smiled at us!
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Post by 9idrr on May 3, 2018 21:12:08 GMT -6
This be up to your usual standards, sir. Please keep goin'.
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Post by willc453 on May 11, 2018 1:13:57 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 4
Aaron and I got up, running for the back of the bus with the thought we'd get out the back door, but then see Fridge hesitating getting in, so we went for the seats next to that door. Mr. Baldermeyer told Fridge to either get in or step back as he had a schedule to keep. Fridge paid his fare at which time, Mr. Baldermeyer closes the front door and we bolt for the suddenly open back door which closed right behind us just as we got off the bus! We could hear Fridge screaming he changed his mind, but the bus just kept going down the road! We got lucky that the next 3 stops didn't have any passengers, so Fridge ended up miles from us with JT and the rest of the Goons following the bus and waiting to “greet” us when we get off the bus. We found that out from Mr. Baldermeyer later. It took us MAYBE ten minutes to get home instead of the normal twenty because we were motivated. And hopefully, JT & Goons Inc. had NO idea where we lived.
When we got inside we made sure the door was locked. We're kind of panting, me more than Aaron and told him see what I mean and what I felt like when all of this started with those people? He couldn't believe how bad it really was until he had gotten just a taste of it. Then he stood up right in front of me, held his arms up and out and I thought he had gone crazy because he says in a deep as possible voice: I am Metatron, the one who speaks for the one true God, I am Metatron, the one who speaks for the one true God....I am Metatron, the one who speaks for the one true God then stops, asking me what I thought. I said frankly you're scaring the heck out of me and he tells me that's great?! So I tried scooting away from him and wondering if I can get to and out the front door without him catching me and why did my best friend suddenly go bonkers? Aaron says, don't you see man...don't you remember? I said remember what? Dogma, he replies...you know that Catholic comedy movie by Kevin Smith? It took me a moment to remember that movie and oh yeah, NOW I remembered it....and that was because of that part where Selma Hayek was working the pole at that bar! Told him that if he thought we'd go running around with wings taped to our back while sprouting those words at JT and Goons Inc. two things would happen....pounded into dust or guys with butterfly nets would swoop down and haul us to the booby hatch!
He said no, no, NO...you forgetting your ability already? Remember you could not only hear me, but see me too and I couldn't see you at all when the closet doors were open and you were in the nothing! Boy, talk about being surprised....and coming up with such a crazy and VERY possible idea. Then he shocked me when he said he wanted to go with me. I said now THAT'S a crazy idea....I mean, how do we even know if YOU can survive in the nothingness since you're not changed? What happens if you can't breath there like me or if we get separated....will you remain in the nothing FOREVER? That stopped him for a bit, but then he says how about getting a small oxygen bottle, you know, the kind that comes with a mask? And even if we do get separated in the nothingness, you should have no trouble in thinking of and finding me in your lights, right? Asked why he was so bent on going into the nothingness and he said even if he wasn't changed, he didn't mind being my sidekick because I needed one. I said what for and he replied, remember when you were going to jump off the roof of your house and onto the trampoline with that towel as your Superman cape? Yeah, I did remember that one as he saw my expression in remembering it, at which time he said if he hadn't looked down to see that your Dad had pulled the trampoline away from the house while you were fiddling with your cape..... I replied, yeah, I think it still would of worked, but remember that time I TOLD YOU not to mess with that hornets nest while we were out fishing and we got stung. Not only that, we almost got grounded by our folks for being so careless. Thing is, he got me with his final reply: what's a Tweedledee without a Tweedledum? I said okay, but where do we get an oxygen tank with mask? His reply: Beanie, who like us, was one of the shunned, but was a whiz in chemistry which was his major. Which got me to thinking on what kind of stuff could he make for us? And this is when and where our gang started forming. As to how many, screw you as I'm sure the feds would dearly like to know that too. And no, NO real names when it comes to many of the people I've written about which includes myself and Aaron. It just happened to be the first one I saw for a list of boys names that I liked.
While Aaron went to school by himself that day (no classes for me that day), spent what little money we had and remember, it wasn't much. Loaf of bread, a dozen eggs, gallon of milk and another box of Count Chocula for Aaron and some cans of tuna fish. Don't remember what else I bought after so long ago, but do remember having all of eighty-two cents left.
That evening we tried it, though Aaron scared the heck out of me when we did it. He had the mask on which was connected to the small oxygen tank as I pulled him into the nothingness. Again, was using “muscles” I hadn't used before, so met resistance in pulling him in. Apparently, living things gave me more resistance than inanimate objects, at least in the beginning. At first he couldn't see anything until I thought what if I could lighten the nothingness up a little bit, which worked enough to where he could see me. When I let go of his hand, he remained in the nothingness, so next thing was to leave him. I did, then thought of him and the darkness of the nothingness came before me and we met again. Now it was for the big test...him removing his mask. At which time he fell to the floor, gasping for air and thrashing all over. Oh God, oh God, I thought and told him to hold on and went to reach for him....at which time he jumps up and says GOTCHA BACK?! Oh, Aaron could breathe just fine in the nothingness with or without me, he was just getting back at me for scaring him into the bathroom door earlier! When we got out of the nothingness, we both were doing some jig dancing. After we were done, he asks if I'm ready....to get back at JT and Goons Inc. Well, it's one thing to think about getting revenge, another to actually do it. Then he says I HAVE TO be the voice of Metatron because I've got a deeper voice when I use it and it would be a lot more impressive....think of him as Don Knotts doing the voice of Darth Vader vs James Earl Jones. I think we'd of waited a day or two talking things over before actually doing something, but there was that pounding on the door....then we heard his voice calling out to us. It was Rocky, another member of Goons Inc.! Then after a bit, we heard him knocking on another door asking for us, but those people weren't home, so he tries a third door, this time getting someone who wouldn't open their door and told him to leave before she called the cops. Thump, thump, thump was the sounds of his footsteps as he walked back down the stairs. So he, along with JT and the rest of his Goons didn't know where we lived other than somewhere in the area of the bus stop....which still made it uncomfortable for us because who knew when or where they'd be around....again. And no doubt, waiting and checking out the bus stops along its route.
So we go back into the nothingness and I start thinking of JT while Aaron's waiting patiently for me as we both agreed NOT to talk unless it was in whispers as we didn't want him or anyone near him, to hear us. Remember, I could see/hear what was happening when focused on someone/someplace via the lights and didn't have to stick my head out of the nothingness to do this. It was now dark and seeing/hearing JT taking a call from one of his Goons. He replied to someone that we've got to be in that neighborhood of the bus stop and when they do find us..... Pulled back from that light, told Aaron and said we're going to have to wait till later so I'd have more and better shadows/darkness and of course, dealing with JT alone. Well, we made tuna fish sandwiches and for “desert” it was popcorn. Thing is, forgot to buy margarine so it was a really plain kind of desert. Not that I could of bought it as it cost ninety-nine cents for four cubes of it. We used those packets of mayonnaise and chopped onions from the truck stop with the tuna fish and the last of our bread. Life sucks when you're this poor.
So Aaron had me practice speaking in a deeper voice until he was satisfied. Asked if I should maybe add a sound effect like I was breathing when Darth Vader was speaking and he said no, as a celestial being doesn't sound like he has asthma. At nine pm, we went into the nothingness and started concentrating on JT....boy, did we get a surprise. He was doing it with his girlfriend Annabelle! Both our faces turned a bit red when we realized what was happening, so back to our place and returned an hour later. Thing is, part of our view was blocked by something, so moved the light over a bit and see it's clothing laying on the floor. Annabelle asks how JT was doing on his history class, with JT saying it cost him three hundred dollars to have his homework done by some geek, but he should have no trouble passing that class. Then I see it....a file folder laying on the floor next to his clothing. Not only that, I could see ALL of Annabelle's clothing basically next to his, also on the floor! Didn't even think about it to tell the truth when I reached out and took EVERYTHING! Aaron started hissing what was I doing and he was a little bit loud, so I put my hand over his mouth. Didn't help as Annabelle said what was that, it sounded like someone talking?! JT: what was what, I didn't hear anything... come here and give me some of those sugary kisses you're so good at. This is when I decided to go for the celestial voice thing: I AM METRATON, THE VOICE OF THE ONE TRUE GOD! Then gave a five second pause before saying it again: I AM METRATON, THE VOICE OF THE ONE TRUE GOD! Another five second pause, then saying it again. I AM METRATON, THE VOICE OF THE ONE TRUE GOD! Scared the heck out of Annabelle as she gave out a screech and JT was using a lot of dirty words, saying some pervert's under the bed and I'm going to pound him into dust...AFTER I break every bone in his body! Thing is, we could see him, but he couldn't see us which gave him a worried look and decides he's going to get a flashlight to find and rip out the speaker that MUST BE somewhere under the bed and that people do NOT play sorority jokes on someone of his social and campus standing.
The flashlight didn't help as I moved our shadow to another shadow, then tapped the top of his head where the bed frame was and HE let out a screech, saying something just touched me! Then moved us to Annabelle's closet and though I couldn't see either of them.....there was all her clothing and shoes. Yeah, stole those too, with Aaron helping me. That's when I went to my Metraton spiel again, but this time saying BOTH were guilty of the seven deadly sins, especially of lust and gluttony because of their having sex while not married. Annabelle for greed for having so many clothes and shoes, JT for sloth in not doing his homework and having it done by someone else. Wrath for attempting to beat up others that he was actually envious of and of course, pride. JT opens the closet and of course, NOTHING'S there any more, not that he or she realized it at first. That's when I touched him on the head again, this time from the ceiling of the closets shadow. Man, he was going crazy with that flashlight and finding/seeing nothing of course. This time I spoke from the shadow of the rooms lowest corner, telling Annabelle and JT unless they changed their ways, they were dddoooommmeddd. Then Aaron and I stepped out of our nothingness and back into our apartment with all their clothing....and laughing our heads off for a good five minutes. We were so happy/excited about how it turned out that we didn't think of going for any of the Goon Inc. guys that night. Then we got to looking at all the clothes and shoes we had taken....and wondering what to do with them next. We WERE going to rip up JT's bought term paper, but thought of something better. The next day we checked to see what classes JT had and found what professor his term paper was to be submitted to. Via the libraries printer, we printed a note stating it was unfortunate that one of his students was paying to have his term papers done instead of working and studying hard to turn in his own work for good or bad as the rest of us do. You should have no trouble in recognizing this term paper as I'm sure he made extra copies. Didn't leave any names and of course, we wore gloves just to make sure there were no fingerprints on the printouts or JT's term paper. Better safe than sorry.
And boy, did we get a shock when we decided to check out JT's wallet. How about almost ONE THOUSAND DOLLARS IN CASH?! Now we WERE going to return everything, including Annabelle's clothing, but then we remembered the HOURS and MONTHS we sweated in rebuilding The Wolfmobile and its untimely demise because of JT and Goons Inc. And of course, JT really believed in that old credit card commercial in don't leave home without it. The bad thing for JT, or in our case, the good thing about these credit cards was JT was so stupid, he actually wrote his pin number down on the back of each credit card! And the pin number was the same on all the cards?! It was that night we became “evil” changed or affected....or at least I did, because at the time Aaron hadn't discovered his ability. That came later and then we REALLY went to town. As to JT's five credit cards, they EACH had a TEN THOUSAND DOLLAR line of credit! I did mention that JT's daddy was rich didn't I? After talking it over, we hit five atm's for a cash advance of two thousand dollars each that first night and did it again the following night, which we figured was kind of, sort of a fair exchange for The Wolfmobile. We'd of REALLY emptied his account, but when we were done, there was less than twenty dollars in each and found out he had a daily two thousand dollar daily cash limit on them. We used pillows to cover our faces so in case there were cameras (and there were) filming each transaction. Probably would have been a strange sight if we had been caught by the police only to see a Korean American and black American in white hoods like we were KKK members.
And in a way it was payback, but in another, there simply wasn't enough money in the world to pay for its loss in terms of what it meant to us. After that was done, we simply cut the credit cards in half and tossed them in the trash. And you know what REALLY added icing to the cake? It was a small notebook tucked in his wallet with a bunch of girls names, phone numbers AND sexual abilities! So JT wasn't as faithful to Annabelle as we (and she probably) thought. Not only that, she WASN'T first on this list, but fourth! Oh yeah, we took care of that later on.
Thing is, we both had classes the next couple of days which was during that time we found out that JT and Annabelle could have been in trouble. It seems we were in Annabelle's room which was a GIRLS ONLY sorority and NO males permitted inside after 9 pm and guys of course, were permitted to be ONLY in the main hall/livingroom. JT got caught trying to sneak out by the sorority mother (Mrs. Kinnison) while JT was “dressed” in one of Annabelle's SHORT bathrobes! She speed dialed for campus security, but from what we heard, JT got out of there just before they did and covered his face pretty much with the robe, leaving the rest of him pretty much naked as he streaked across campus to his sorority where he had been seen by those who saw his face. Not that they called campus security of course, thinking it was some sort of sorority initiation of some kind. As to Annabelle being discovered having JT in her room, nothing happened as she had closed her door when JT had left. Of course, the girls in that sorority KNEW who it was streaking out of their building, not that they said anything to Mrs. Kinnison about it.
After class on the day after we made those “withdrawals” as Ben would say, we hit the supermarket for FOOD and this time, NO Ramen noodles either. This cost us a little over three hundred dollars, but it was also the first time since we started college that ALL our kitchen cabinets and fridge were STUFFED with food. Then went to see Mrs. Hernandez and not only paid the rent that was soon due, but paid an additional two months! We knew that what we had “acquired” as Ben would say, would eventually be gone, but it would give us breathing time until we got another temp job. Asked if we could borrow her small barbque, which she did and we had t-bone steaks, salad, corn on the cob and baked potatoes for supper that night. We thought about soda pop, but we pretty much got hooked on plain tea, though I liked mine with some sugar. Life was good and when we went to bed that night, we were stuffed and fell promptly asleep.
During the next couple of day, Aaron and I went to the campus cafeteria to eat our lunches which we had made at home of course. Yes, while we had a lot of money, we knew it wasn't going to last forever and didn't want to blow it frivolously which also meant no sodas, but ice water instead. With our own cups, we got all the ice and water for free. Think it was the third day after all this went down, we see Annabelle and her little click of friends. They of course, stuck their noses so high in the air, that if it had been raining, they'd of drowned! Now there was more than enough room on the sidewalk for everyone to pass by each other provided it was done by two's. Of course, Annabelle and gaggle were taking up the entire sidewalk with other students getting out of their way. When Annabelle saw us, she said get out of the way of your betters and Aaron just kind of looked at me when I nudged him and we both stepped from the sidewalk, to the grass a few feet away. Of course, her gaggle did some giggling and making snide remarks like THAT'S telling them who their betters are Annabelle. When she/they got closer, she demanded to know what I was staring at and maybe she'd have JT “talk” with me at which time I spoke softly and said “the good book says judge not, least ye be judged” at which point, nudged Aaron again and we started pass them. I saw Annabelle's face turn white...I mean, REALLY white and that gave me and Aaron some satisfaction.
Of course, we paid a visit to her place that night, this time taking all her undergarments, panty hose, along with some new clothing and shoes she had just apparently bought the day after our “visit” with her. This time we decided to add a little something to our entrance, so Aaron taped three times on a glass cup, then I went into my Metraton announcement bit and Annabelle let out a really good screech upon hearing my voice. Told her once again, she has failed in becoming a better woman as it was seen earlier today with you, your friends and those two men on the sidewalk, among others being forced to leave it also. Once again, your pride has offended the almighty and she started sniveling saying it wasn't her fault she was so beautiful and popular and shouldn't she take pride in looking beautiful? At which time I didn't even think about it, but moved us to another shadow so we were right behind her. Then grabbed her by her long blond hair and yanked her into the nothingness! What helped was she was kneeling on her bed when I was talking and surprised how easy it was to yank her into the nothingness. Think it was because I was so angry at her that it boosted my ability. Like being Bruce Banner all my life and suddenly turning into The Hulk
But when I yanked her into the nothingness, Aaron let out a gasp and I quickly made the nothingness really dark again, then grabbed his hand so he could see her like I did. Oh man, she was wearing a SHORT kind of nighty, SKIMPY bra and panties. Everything we saw was PERFECT and we saw a lot. Then she started screaming over and over again “oh God, oh God”, but she shut up when I went to my Metraton voice. Told her this was the price of her sins, that she was to remain in Purgatory until she convinced God that she was TRULEY sorry for her sins and transgressions against others or remain here FOREVER. With that, she got on her knees and started praying like she had gotten that good ol' religious revival time feeling. But then it came to me and in my Metraton voice, asked why was she clothed praying when neither Adam or Eve wore nothing and did so without shame before God until they too, had sinned. YEOW! One minute she had “clothing” on, next minute, stark naked! Our eyes REALLY bugged out on her seeing like this....but then noticed she had a tattoo on her left buttock, which I couldn't really make out from our angle, so told her to submit herself to judgment in penitence by placing her palms and the side of her head to the floor....she couldn't do this fast enough and now I had a GOOD view of the tattoo. It was of a red, VERY well built female demon with her name above it, followed by the words horny little devil around the tattoo. I let her continue praying/asking for forgiveness for a couple more minutes and found a shadow which corresponded with it being over her bed. No problem giving her a shove with my foot right out the nothingness. She landed on her bed, bounced once, then hit her head against the footboard or what ever it's called, of her bed. You know, where your feet are at when laying in bed. I heard her start to say Godda....then quickly shut up and went to the floor like she had been in the nothingness, praying all the time. I kept her bedtime “clothing” as a memento/trophy that I later had a really nice wood and glass frame made to properly display it, along with a couple of regular photos of her. When we returned to our place, all we could do was look at each other and smile in remembrance of what we had seen. Payback after years of being forced to eat sh*t sandwiches WAS GOOD....until a couple of days later when Aaron was caught in an empty hallway after all classes were done by three of Goons Inc.
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Post by 9idrr on May 11, 2018 20:09:13 GMT -6
Next to Manic, this is my favorite Affected story and it's fast approaching #1 with a bullet.
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Post by texican on May 11, 2018 21:08:32 GMT -6
WC,
Great chapters....
Only need moar....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on May 20, 2018 10:56:14 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 5
I was playing Baldur's Gate: Dark Alliance when I heard Aaron come in and called out to him, asking why didn't he call if he was going to be late as I didn't want to start supper until he got home. You see, we took turns cooking, doing this at a week at a time and that week it was mine. Some chicken thighs were going to be partially fried and after draining the cooking oil, cover them with a can of cream of mushroom soup to finish cooking them. The potatoes were already peeled, cut up and ready to be boiled, along with a salad that was ready to be eaten with some buttermilk ranch dressing for the salad and dipping the thighs in if we wanted to. When I didn't get a reply, turned towards him and said holy sh*t, what happened?
And if you're wondering, NEITHER of us ever did any REAL cursing because of our Moms. Aaron's Mom would lay a guilt trip on him, saying how using such bad words reflected poorly on the family name and honor and Koreans are big on family and honor. Me? I wasn't as lucky....twice. Yeah, like I said before, neither of us were Mensa material. In my case, the first time I said d*mn, Mom told me right up front she wasn't having ANY kind of foul language in HER house. If she heard ANYTHING that from my lips that even sounded obscene, she was going to scrape a bar of soap on my potty mouth! I said okay, thinking she'd be shocked if she heard some of the words I heard other boys using....and of course, she'd NEVER do such a vile and cruel thing to me. I was wrong.
Had two friends and Aaron over with our Xbox's and tv's connected together to play Halo 2. Thing is, my friends would use curse words from time to time when they died, but not Aaron of course. Well, I happened to let loose with a God d*mnit because I had suddenly just died. What we didn't know was Mom was passing by my closed bedroom door. She knocked, asking to come in and I said okay, thinking maybe she was bringing snacks like she's done before. When she did, suddenly I remembered what I had said in the heat of “combat” against the other guys. Mom....well, she had the look of wrath of God Himself on her face. Told everyone to leave RIGHT NOW as she was NOT going to have cursing in HER house, ESPECIALLY using The Lords name in vain....AND LOOKED RIGHT AT ME when she said this! Everyone couldn't grab their stuff quick enough to get out of my bedroom and of course as Aaron passed Mom, she said she'd be calling his Mom about this, along with the other boys too! They moved even faster in getting out of the house. I quickly apologized to Mom, saying it was just the heat of the moment. She walked over to my Xbox, pulled the controller from it, saying NO games for a week, then said to The Shed?!
Now The Shed was Dads word for the bathroom when I was cutting up and if you're wondering, got ONE whipping from him which was enough for me. Didn't understand what he meant by The Shed, but later found out that's where his dad gave him a whipping from time to time when he was a kid, not that it happened that often but still... So when he said if I didn't get my act together, we would be going to The Shed. As for me, it was when I was around nine years old and standing in our front yard with a rock in my hand and a dog was passing by. NO idea why I thought of it, but wondered if I could hit it with the rock. I did and in one way glad my aiming was good, but then remembered the howl of the poor dog getting hit by my rock which made me feel really bad and wondering why I did it to begin with.
Dad happened to see me doing this thru the livingroom windows and he didn't hesitate. Came out, grabbed my arm and said you're going to The Shed....NOW! Now we had a shed in our backyard and thought we were going there, but instead went into the house then to the bathroom. That is, until we were inside of it and he not only closes the door, but pulls off his belt?! I'll admit it, I started blubbering, telling him I was sorry, didn't know why I did it and of course, wouldn't do it again. He sat on the toilet and said come here and when I hesitated (and thinking of bolting for the bathroom door), he said one word: NOW. I did and was bent over his knees and got four swats on the behind and IT HURT! A LOT! Now I was really crying and Dad told me that he's read of people doing things like I had just done and before too long, they're doing worse things and end up in jail with other people like them, but not before they've gone from hurting defenseless animals to people. I'm crying my eyes out and saying I'm sorry at which point he said maybe you will, maybe you won't but don't think you'll forget this little episode of yours now, will you? Because apparently what I've told you not to do, you didn't listen using your ears, but your behind will remember this for a LONG time, won't it? I said yes sir, yes sir at which point he gave me hug and told me to remain there until I quit crying and be sure to wash my face afterwards.
When I came downstairs, Mom was looking at me with such a sad face and it wasn't because I had just gotten a whipping from Dad, but because of what I had done to that dog. Ran to her, telling her I was sorry for what I had done, she knelt and held her arms out to me to hold me. Thing is, it made me think I just might turn into one of those people that gave sh*t sandwiches to others and having already gotten a bunch of 'em in our lives...
Anyway, Mom and I go to The Shed and she scrapes a bar of soap a couple of times on my teeth, gives me a clean wash rag to put in my mouth and tells me I was to keep it there for fifteen minutes...and stood there looking at her watch! I was going to throw up, but didn't when she said if I did, she do it again and start the clock over again! Lost my Xbox privileges for A MONTH on that one. Well, THOUGHT I had learned my lesson, but almost two months to the day, I was in the garage at night and didn't turn the light on like I should of and of course, wasn't wearing shoes. At which point, my bare foot hit the bench and I let loose with a son of a b*tch! I swear I think my heart stopped beating for at least a few seconds and after a bit, thought I got away with cursing by accident....until I came out of the garage and Mom's standing there waiting! This time got THIRTY MINUTES of soap in my mouth AND THREE MONTHS of no Xbox. And if wondering, that also meant NO playing Xbox at ANY of my friends houses, though I could watch. Of course, my friends tried to get me to play more than once and believe me, I was tempted, but KNEW that SOMEHOW Mom would eventually find out and didn't want to cross that line.
And on that day that Aaron came stumbling into our place, it our turning point when we decided we weren't going to take it any more. JT and Goons Inc. were going to get more than a bar of soap scrapped on their teeth. We refused to remain being sheep and became not just wolves, but also sheep dogs. Aaron was given the opportunity to help one of his professors for extra credit and it took him longer than expected, but he still figured on being back home before it got dark and basically the college being empty of students. But just as he got to the bus stop, he realized he had forgotten about one of his school books that he had layed on the seat next to him. Seeing it had cost him thirty-five dollars for the book, this was something he didn't want to have to replace. He got the book and as he headed for the bus stop for a second time, out steps Fridge, Snake and Junior from around a corner in the college building. He didn't have a chance as they slammed him against the wall, then proceeded to use their elbows, arms, legs and feet in hitting him. Never used their fists as that would of possible marked their knuckles. Aaron was twisting and turning to avoid the blows, but then got a knee in the groin while being held up by those three. He was lucky(?) in it only partially hit him and pretended he was going to throw up at which point they quickly jumped back and Aaron took off running down the hall calling for help, which of course, no one heard.
The Goons of course, were after him but deliberately not running as fast as they could... they wanted him to be utterly and totally terrified. And if someone did come to his aid, they could simply turn around and run the other way. Aaron saw the mens room and headed for that and of course, while the door was unlocked it didn't have a locking mechanism on the inside of the door....I mean, why would there be? Inside, he was stumbling as the pain for the beatings was really starting to affect him and then he heard one of them saying.....don't bother coming out, the bathroom will be a great place to finish the job. Aaron saw a window and using the radiator to get to it, he opened it and started thru it. But then one of them saw him and made a rush to grab and haul him back inside the bathroom. This is where Aaron lost one of his shoes, but fell on the bushes lining the building and then onto the ground. Then he took off as fast as he could for the bus stop and eventually home.
Got another shock when he said he was quitting school, that he didn't want to live in such fear while trying to do so. When I got his shirt off, saw the number of bruises on his torso and some on his arms that had started to appear and got....well, beyond anger. Now I knew what the word wrath REALLY meant. Got his shoe and socks off, then after covering him with a blanket, called a cab which took me to Dicks Sporting Goods store which took all of maybe fifteen minutes. If I had taken the bus, I was looking at least thirty to forty-five minutes ONE WAY. No, didn't want a gun but two aluminum baseball bats. Having never been there before, had no idea how long it would of taken me to find it while in the nothingness as didn't know what it looked like to begin with. When I got back, checked on Aaron who was starting to stir and told him to just lay there while I got some tomato soup heated up, along with some oyster crackers to eat.
While the soup was heating up, Aaron told me his story and again, how he was done with school and after saying that, looked at me like I was going to say the same. I said no we're not...it's like we're being run out of town on a rail like those old westerns we used to watch as kids. We've done NOTHING wrong and we're not going to eat someone's sh*t sandwich again and be expected to eat seconds, thirds, etc. ANY MORE! He looked at me in total amazement using those curse words and even more so when I left to get the two baseball bats, returning with them. He said, you mean... I said yeah, it's time for some SERIOUS payback and when I said that, he just kind of smiled at the thought. But what surprised me was his suggesting we see the dean about this, you know, make an official complaint. Told him forget it....remember what happened to The Wolfmobile and cops? NOTHING was done and of course with JT and Goons Inc. being on the football team AND him having a lot of daddy's money....... He asked if I was sure and said yes, at which he replied okay, but it'll have to wait till I get better. He only got about half of it down before saying he was full and needed to sleep, so took the food back to the kitchen, then returned for one of the baseball bats and went hunting as Ben would say in one of his blogs.
First on our list was going to be Fridge because he had come after both of us....when we were on the bus, the second time going for Aaron. Thought of him and found him and the rest of the thugs in some bar, which unfortunately for him, was dimly lit. He was telling how they put the fear of them in Aaron and it was too bad he escaped, but there would always be another time and place not only for him, but his fat friend....and of course the rest of them laughing at hearing all of this. Then see/hear him saying he had to choke the elephant and went to the bathroom which was lit, but there were shadows under the sinks which I came out from. Hit the lights and he says what the h*ll man, turn 'em back on. Now in darkness, I WAS THE MASTER of all I surveyed. Since I could see in the dark with no problem, it was also no problem to drop him thru a shadow in the toilet stall and into the nothingness where he fell on his bare behind! Payback then started. Remember, he couldn't see me, so he had no idea where I was or when/where I'd strike. Got four good licks on him before he got on his feet...until I hit him in BOTH kneecaps AND both feet. That's when he started crying and begging for mercy, he didn't know who was doing this, just let him know what he had to do to make amends. Seeing and hearing him screaming in pain, that was the kind of amends I wanted and got. Then REALLY hit him on one leg and several times on his right hand because I figured he was right handed like most people are. Told him to get on his knees and remove not only all his clothes, but his watch, gold chains....EVERYTHING he had except his skin and underwear and gave him a light tap on the back of his head. He couldn't do this fast enough with him tossing everything off to one side. Then I saw it...a really nice, gold earring, so reached out and ripped it off his ear! Told him to now stand up and at first he couldn't until I told him that I'd have to REALLY beat him and no more love taps. He got up, but had a heck of a time doing so. At which point, found a shadow above one of the sinks and pushed him out of the nothingness. He hit and broke part of the counter top off, hit his head and then fell to the floor. Thing is, as he was falling midway thru the air, someone hit the bathroom light and saw this. Not believing what they saw of course. I mean, Fridge falling thru the air like he did. I sat there in the nothingness listening to all the hollering from onlookers and of course, Ginger (Fridge's girlfriend) doing her bit with some screaming as he was brought out to wait for the ambulance. He was out like a light and I heard, unconscious for close to fourteen hours. Looked at his FORMER possessions, found a shadow not far from Aaron's bed and dropped them there, with me coming out from a corner of the room.
Though he had one debit card, his pin number wasn't written on it, but he made the same mistake many do by using his birth month and year for it. Had $813. 23 in his account, which I was able to take $810.00 from it. But it was his belt that gave me another surprise because it was a money belt. Really slim belt and unless the belt was off the pants, you wouldn't notice the zipper. That got me $485.00. His wallet had $187.00 in it. The pocket change I put into our change jar. Just as I finished doing this, Aaron called out saying he needed help to the bathroom. I did, but while he was urinating, he said, Oh God, I'm p*eing blood! I looked and yes, there was definitely a red tinge to his urine. After he finished, told him we're going to the emergency room, but he replied we don't have any kind of health insurance. I said, we do have that money from JT, so let's go. Was going to call a cab until I realized the nothingness would get us there even quicker. Told him this and we went into the nothingness with me then thinking of and looking for emergency rooms. Found one, then found a dark room not far from it. But when I turned to Aaron, he was on the floor of the nothingness curled up in a fetus position! Got us into that dark room, then looked for and found a wheelchair and after getting him into it with some difficulty, I quickly rushed us to the emergency room where we got immediate attention and for him, treatment.
Was told by the receptionist that because we didn't have any medical plan, the hospital required a five hundred dollar deposit, with any money left over would be returned of course. Fortunately, I hadn't had the time or even thought of putting Fridge's money in the empty coffee can that we now kept in the back part of one of the kitchen cabinets. Explained that Aaron had been mugged and was then asked how long had I been here and said what do you mean? Come to find out we were in a hospitals emergency room FOUR states away from where we were going to school! Mumbled that we were visiting and were suppose to leave in another day, then this happened.... I sat in one of the chairs while they started working on Aaron and after four hours, was told he was stabilized but they had also put him to sleep so he wouldn't be in any more pain. That I may as well go home as he wasn't going to waken for at least six hours. I said okay and by this time, it was starting to get light, but no problem going back to that darkened room and me going back to our place where I hit the bed after taking a shower. The alarm had gone off, but I was so emotionally spent that I slept close to twelve hours. Called the hospital to see how he was doing, using the business card the emergency room receptionist had given me. From there, was transferred to his room and talked with him a little bit. He was confused because the last thing he remembered was me helping him to the bathroom. Told him what had happened and what I had done, but now he was worried about the hospital bill at which time I reminded him of JT's money and then how I got more from Fridge. Said he wished he'd of been there helping me, at which time I told him, you know what? How about I don't make any more “visits” to them, you know, of the physical kind until you're back to normal, okay? He said he was looking forward to it. Visited him that night by thinking of him while in the nothingness and came out from his the bathroom while carrying food I had bought from a Korean restaurant in New York City. I was now really learning how to use my ability in the nothingness and besides, I'd never been to New York City before. The owners were a bit surprised to find me pronouncing my orders in good and understandable Korean. That's because I would listen to Aaron's mom when she was giving Korean language lessons to Aaron. It's part of your family heritage she told him, with Aaron telling me this. Figured it would be kind of neat to learn another language....you know, use it as our secret language when we wanted to say something to each other, but no one else would know what we were saying.
Had bulgogi which was thinly sliced beef in soy sauce, sesame oil, garlic, sugar, green onions and black pepper which is cooked on a grill, while I had the pork version. Rice of course, along with saengchae which is made with shredded fresh vegetables and seasonings, then it was cheongguk jang jiigae which is a soup made from strong smelling and thick soybean paste containing whole beans. For desert, had pot stickers while Aaron was got yumilgwa, which is a fried confectionery. We both drank tea. For dishware, hit Dollar Tree for utensils along with disposable plates and bowls, so my hands were kind of full carrying everything. Then as I walked near his bed, heard him sniffing like some dog in a park checking out the other dogs markings if you know what I mean. Then he almost shouted my name as he saw my shadow on the curtains that surrounded his bed and of course, the various shadows of the bags I was carrying. Tells me he's starving and felt like he hadn't eaten in days, though his last meal was the hospitals lunch. And because he had woke up late, NO supper was available as the kitchen was closed and of course, all his property was secure somewhere in the hospital. As for us, we were most of the time talking in Korean while shoveling food into our faces. Tells me he has to go thru a couple more tests the next day, but if everything looks good, he's able to leave. That's when I told him about us being in a different state and city....he dropped his chopsticks in surprise. Well, he then just kind of grinned, saying you know with your ability, we don't have to take any more airplane rides....and he was right once I realized it and grinned right back at him. Could see he was getting sleepy after stuffing his face, so bagged everything back up and said give me a call when you're ready to be released. Put everything into those cheap copies of tupperware containers as I had bought a bit more than I had realized and it was good food. We'd just microwave it, though I knew it wouldn't taste as great as when we first started eating it because food that's been microwaved really doesn't taste as good when freshly cooked. And I had completely forgotten about our classes.
Next morning called the school explaining Aaron had gotten mugged, but would hopefully be out some time today, tomorrow at the latest. That because of this, I had forgotten to call earlier, but really didn't know when he'd be returning, because I didn't. Just figured he'd be out of the hospital some time that day. Was told that they would notify our professors, but it was up to me to contact them to find out what assignments (if any) we had to do while missing classes. Both of us had gotten a printout of our professors names and numbers when we first started there and it took me most of the day to reach all of them, explain what happened, etc. Happy to say all we had were reading assignments and NO tests for the next two weeks! Some time later, Aaron called to say the hospital was going to keep him for another day of observation along with more tests and I said okay.....where would you like to eat from this time? This time it was In N Out of which we had in town. Into the nothingness and found a good shadow less than a block from it. We both love double cheeseburgers, but he always has EVERYTHING on it and I used to tease him about having a vegetable sandwich instead of something like mine where you can taste the meat. Are you sure you're not a vegetarian in disguise? I liked mine with LOTS of extra pickles and onions only and of course, he said because of those onions, I'm surprised your nickname isn't onion breath.
Because of the time difference, it was dark when I got to the state Aaron was in...it was also when I changed from someone seeking vengeance for the wrongs against Aaron and myself, but a vigilante ala the original Death Wish movie which was one of our favorite movies.
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Post by 9idrr on May 20, 2018 15:56:21 GMT -6
Good job, sir.
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Post by texican on May 20, 2018 17:57:17 GMT -6
Because of the time difference, it was dark when I got to the state Aaron was in...it was also when I changed from someone seeking vengeance for the wrongs against Aaron and myself, but a vigilante ala the original Death Wish movie which was one of our favorite movies.
Looks like the pair have found their calling....
Now on to lots of vigilante....
Texican....
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Post by texican on May 25, 2018 20:09:09 GMT -6
wc453,
It has been days and days since we heard from the Shadow and Aaron....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Jun 2, 2018 21:17:18 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 6
When I was in the garage, took the time to listen and look to make sure no one saw me coming out of the nothingness and that's when I heard her. It was a woman begging not to be hit again as they already took her purse with all her money in it. Shifted my view to another shadow so I could them better and there's two Hispanic's facing a Oriental woman. One of them says, b*tch, thirty-eight dollars and change ain't sh*t and slaps her! This is when the other says, maybe she can give us something more than money and pushes her up against the trunk of a car! I couldn't believe I was seeing this for a lot of reasons. For one thing, I don't even like those kinds of movies that have this happening even if the woman seeks and gets revenge. The other, it was putting a face on reality in that this does happen all the time, all over the world. From a shadow that was under the car, I said who knows what evil lurks in the heart of man? THE SHADOW KNOWS! And gave off with a deep, kind of Darth Vader, sinister laugh.
Those two quickly jumped from the woman, INTO some shadows with the first guy saying I had better get my do goodin' a$$ out of here before they fill it full of lead. Because I had dropped Fridge from the toilet stall, didn't have to pull them physically into the nothingness. Just willed it and each dropped into their own separate bit of nothingness. They didn't even have time to scream. Checked on the woman and she stands there for a bit in complete shock, no doubt first from being robbed, then hit, then the realization she was going to be raped....and then suddenly her attackers sink into the ground right before her eyes. She took off running WITHOUT her purse! Reached out from a different shadow, grabbed it, moved to another shadow in front of her and tossed her purse which landed in front of her. She came to a complete stop and told her if she would wait a few minutes, I'd have the money stolen from her. She wanted to know what happened to those two and who was I. Told her those two have left this mortal plane of existence and as for me I am The Shadow, terror to those who would prey upon the weak or helpless....or if you want, I'm your friendly, web slinging neighborhood Spiderman!
Went back to our place, grabbed one of the bats, then to the first bad guy. Who was screaming and cursing while waving his pistol around....which stopped when I hit his wrist which was holding the gun and then a home run into his stomach. No problem getting all his money and clothes (except underwear) from him. Back to the shadow where the lady was waiting and with the bills crumpled up, it was no problem tossing it to lay on the ground just before her feet. Back to the first guy who was still moaning and whacked him a couple more times, this time hitting him in the head at which time he fell unconscious. In checking his clothes, found he had a couple of packets which I think was crank. Used his shirt to wipe any fingerprints I may of put on them and also removed some rings and gold necklaces he had. Then looked for a police station and found a couple of them and happen to chose one where I couldn't read the entire sign but could read police station which was posted above the first story of the building. Told him if he wanted to get out of here, he was to take the packets of crank and when he did, I simply dropped him from the nothingness to where he bounced off an awning and then onto the ground about ten feet below. Thing is, he landed on a policewoman coming out of the building! Did the same with the other bad guy, though he didn't have any crank, he did have some white pills and figured they weren't authorized prescription drugs either. Found another police station, but this one said Poleizi and something else. Figured this should be interesting....imagine an American suddenly appearing basically naked on the steps of a MEXICAN police station with possible illegal drugs on him.
Well, our burgers and fries were getting cold, so back to our place where I heated them up in the microwave for a minute, then back to Aaron's hospital bathroom which was lit and occupied! So came out from the shadows under his bed. As soon as Aaron saw me, said he was STARVING and would be glad to get out of this place and have REAL food again. Then he saw my face and asked what happened. Told him in Korean let's eat first because I'm still trying to comprehend just what happened a little bit ago and maybe he saw my hands shaking a little bit as I served our food. Started eating and of course while it was good, it wasn't as good as it should have been if I had brought it right to him. Afterwards, we just sat there with Aaron waiting patiently. I said okay and started telling him what happened, most of it in Korean. And while I can speak Korean, I'm not really fluent in it and that I think, started me on a different path entirely because of his hospital roommate.
Thing is, at the end of it, he was kind of bouncing around the bed a bit like one of those Easter bunny cartoons. Then it was telling me I HAD TO join one of the superhero leagues that had just started forming?! They of course, hadn't been given or taken any kind of awesome name like Justice League, The Avengers, etc. at the time. But I think it was about this time that Superman and The Flash, along some others, were starting to have legal trouble with DC comics which was quickly followed by Marvel. And remember, EVERYONE saw Ben rescue that guy who wanted to commit suicide jumping off that bridge in San Francisco, which was quickly followed by what he called “withdrawals” from a lot of banks. Though at the time, it was thought to be a whole bunch of people as they were all in different costumes. And as for him and Superman rescuing those people on the plane over London, Superman told everyone that he didn't do it by himself, but had help which was verified by all those Ben had also helped save.
Now being changed was a good/bad thing, it just depended on how people or more specifically, how YOUR GOVERNMENT viewed you. Like a couple of dozen people being killed in various middle eastern countries simply because being SUSPECTED of having been changed. It was a new kind of witch hunt where in some cases you were guilty until you proved to everyone/your government that you either didn't get changed, that your change would help that countries government or it was a nothing kind of change. Later, found out OUR GOVERNMENT (FBI/Homeland Security) was passing the word on the street that there was a TEN THOUSAND DOLLAR bounty on anyone that was proven to have been changed! Which followed with those suspected, being kidnapped. When I did meet Ben, he said yeah.....it was the same cr*p done in Nazi Germany with it's government brown shirt stoolies on every square city block/in every apartment complex and the KGB under communist Russia and the countries it controlled in Europe. And if you're wondering, I've met what he calls the old and young him. Will maybe write about that and other things about him no one's known before or spoken about. He's quite adamant about people not knowing what he's done for others ninety-nine percent of the time.
Sat across from Aaron kind of in shock with his idea of me joining a bunch of changed people and actually becoming part of some super league? Wow, what a mind blowing thought that was. I mean, think about it.....Aaron and I had been on the bottom of the food chain basically all our lives and with a chance of joining a super league, imagine the looks on the faces of all those who used to look down on us. Then some thoughts brought that joy to a screeching halt. First off, hadn't heard ANY changed person with a sidekick. They either worked alone or some times as a team and since Aaron hadn't been changed.... The other was what happens to or happened to all these new superhero's families? No doubt a lot of bad people who if they can't take revenge on the changed person, why not their families? Remember Peter Parker when he became Spiderman but he had to worry about his Aunt May's heart condition? Would the government put them in some sort of secret witness protection plan? Thing is, knowing the government, they'd probably say we don't have the funds for that and/or it's your patriotic duty. Which would be funny considering Aaron and I were turned down by the military, but now the government says they want me? Kind of like being unknown by everyone, then suddenly after hitting the lottery for all its money, EVERYONE wants to be your friend.
Aaron saw the expression on my face, asked what was wrong, so told him. Said he didn't care, at least one of us would make the world a better place. But I knew it also saddened him that we'd be apart and possible even go down different paths in life. I mean, we never thought about it, but we always thought we'd be together FOREVER. Even if/when we got married, we'd live in the same neighborhood, having get togethers like we did as kids, along with barbecues, families going fishing together, etc. And just what do superhero's do in their off time? Sit by some phone waiting to be told where the next crisis was happening and what it was? Think about the comic book hero's...Clark Kent worked as a newspaper man when he wasn't busy saving the world as Superman. But did he have any hobbies like fishing, building models, wood working, etc. when he wasn't doing this two identities thing? Peter Parker aka Spiderman working as a news photographer for the Daily Bugle while also web slinging all over New York City....but what about his hobbies? Yeah, there was Mary Jane in his life, but don't remember reading many of those comics where they went on a date like normal people. And look at Bruce Wayne aka Batman who ALWAYS seems to be fighting crime until those movies showed too briefly, a side of him as Bruce Wayne. I'm sorry, last thing I want to be doing is fighting crime/bad guys 24/7. Good way to end up in the nut hatch, with no identity of who you are and only being identified as some superhero.
Now the day after Aaron and I had missed going to work, went back to the college to try and find my wallet and keys. Found the wallet, but not my keys until I traced my way back to where I first saw JT and Goons Inc. Went to Walgreens where I bought what I thought was a really nice handkerchief along with a bottle of water. When I found Professor Jorgenson, presented them to him while also thanking him for his assistance. He was a little surprised to see me and my gifts to him. Think he was touched by it. What goes around, comes around as Ben has said more than once.
Day after Aaron and I had our superhero league talk, came out from their bathroom and he rung for the nurse asking when could he leave when she showed up. She got the doctor who gave him a final examination, checked Aaron's charts and said he was free to go, just hit admin office to pay the bills. Once Aaron got his clothes and other things, we were ready to leave that hospital room. Surprised Aaron had to use a wheelchair because according to the nurse, the hospital would worry if he tripped/fell and it was some how their fault. Looked at Aaron and said maybe I should hold your hand like your some young kid or old man just to make sure you don't fall out of your wheelchair or better yet, a seat belt. He gave me a dirty look. Once inside the admin office, got a major shock...a bill which was just a little over FOUR THOUSAND DOLLARS for basically a two day stay here? We both went a bit pale when we saw the total, which of course, I didn't have on me. Told the guy I'd have to go to the bank (not saying where it was at of course), while Aaron would have to wait. Aaron knew I was going back home to hit the coffee can with all that money we had gotten earlier from JT. Hadn't told him what I got from Fridge or what I did to him yet.
But when I got to the atm, saw there was a gap between it and the wall so there was a shadow to work with, so I tried it after making sure no one was around. No problem slipping into the nothingness....and found out that machines like the atm are FILLED with darkness unless the machine's opened up. That go me to wondering....I could see the 3 boxes filled with cash, but no way to access them, right? Then concentrated on the darkness INSIDE one of the cash boxes. Then put my fingers on the money and pulled ALL of it out of the cash box! No, I WASN'T stealing...what I wanted to do is see what I could or couldn't do in the nothingness. Then two things happened: first off, once I had it in my hands, couldn't get it back into the cash box! The money has to be laid from the top on down when the box lid was open and of course, make sure there's no lumps in the pile that might jam the machine from dispensing the money. Seems the only way to return it was when the atm was opened by the atm money guys or where ever they filled the box at. So pulled my hand back and stood in the nothingness while trying to figure out what to do next. Like maybe tell the admin guy I tried the atm machine so I'd have cash for a cab to take me to the bank and it suddenly started spitting out all this money? Boy, that was a long stretch, but maybe it would work. I mean, how many people would be honest enough to do something like this in today's age? I mean, I would of without hesitation. But then the atm is opened by the atm money guys and now there's light all thru out the atm?!
Went to another shadow, came out and back to Aaron and the admin guy where I paid Aaron's bill. The admin guy said that was quick and told Aaron let's go...now. He looked at me hearing the urgency in my voice and now there was some shouting going on down the hall....where the atm was at of course. He didn't know WHAT was going on, but when I flicked my eyes a couple of times down that way, he suddenly said thank you for your medical help and stay, but it's time we left. Went to the garage and from there, back to our place. That's when I started moaning about going to jail for the rest of my life, eating horrible food, beaten by the guards or other cons and become some career criminals house mouse over and over again until Aaron told me to be quiet and start talking sense. Told him how it happened and he said I COULDN'T return that money now because we've been gone what 5-10 minutes? Think how it would look you paying off the hospital bill IN CASH and RIGHT AFTER THAT, the atm's has missing money! Do you have ANY idea where the nearest bank was at near the hospital? Of course I didn't. Aaron: then how would you explain being gone for what five minutes, maybe ten, then coming back with that much money? And we both know you had a lot more than the bills requirement to be paid off IN FULL with that wad of cash. Aaron: so, how much is left? Pulled out the bills which I had doubled over and it was just over SIX THOUSAND DOLLARS! Aaron started doing his little happy dance, singing we're in the money, we're in the money, etc. while I must of looked as glum as can be knowing I was a thief, even if it was by accident.
Then Aaron said, d*mn, we may have trouble after all.....they got my name and address. I replied that we're kind of good on that one because as soon as I realized we were in a different city AND state, gave the emergency room people a false address....in an entirely different city and state. And a variation of your last name, so we should be safe. He kind of stood there stunned when I said, this isn't quite all that happened either. Said hold on, I'll be right back. Went into the nothingness, then to where those two robbers and wanna be rapists had been held in the nothingness, gathered everything, returning with all of it. Aaron's eyes kind of bugged out when I told him what they had done and what they were going to do next. He looked at me and said he didn't realize I had it in me to be so violent and I replied me too....but something inside of me kind of snapped when I saw what had happened and what was going to happen. And that's kind of scary because what if other changed people decide like some have, to do what ever they want simply because they can? This is when he said again, why I needed to join one of the superhero leagues. Besides, considering what I did with those two, it proves his point that I wasn't going to the dark side like Vader did. I kind of sighed and was asked something else to tell me? Told him about Fridge and that one really stunned him, then started doing his little happy dance saying he wished he'd been there or better yet, be there with a camcorder. Not that we had one of course, but still.... Was surprised how heavy the gold chains and rings were and we checked on the current price of gold...how about almost $1,360 AN OUNCE! And we figured we should have at least SIX OUNCES?! This time both of us were doing a little happy dance. Later, we went to one of those we buy gold and silver places but this one was in another state and town. We were starting to learn. But the guy tried ripping us off, saying the most he could pay was eight hundred dollars an ounce!? We said forget it and told him we'd take one thousand per ounce and not a penny less because it still would give him a little over two thousand dollars in profit. He moaned he couldn't afford to stay in business if he did that and we started walking out. When we opened the door, that's when he said okay and we got paid in cash. Oh yeah...and he NEVER asked us for I.D. when he paid us, so that tells you the kind of place it really was.
Aaron was feeling a lot better with another day of rest and we checked on Fridge...oops as Ben would say. Seems Fridge was going to spend at least ONE WEEK in the hospital recuperating from my “visit” as we started calling them. The good thing was the story of at least six guys with baseball bats beat and rob him while apparently escaping thru the bathrooms window somehow. Thing is, some people were saying Fridge had fallen out of the bathrooms ceiling, onto the the sinks countertop. Of course, Aaron and I told those with that story that it was impossible to come out of a ceiling with NO damage of any kind to it. Anything to muddy the waters as the saying goes. We didn't see Annabelle during our day at school, so late that night it was another visit to her, Snake and his girlfriend Ginger.
I simply yanked Annabelle from her bed (no JT this time) into the nothingness. Oh she let out a scream and right off the bat she started taking off her pajamas! Told her not to because while apparently she is repenting her former ways, but she was to put herself into the praying position assumed last time. She did, then I said HOWEVER, you have NOT made amends to all those you have offended since coming to this facility have you? She started blubbering how she had classes to take, hanging out with friends, being a cheer leader, etc. Took off my belt and roared ENOUGH! And gave her two wacks with the belt on her behind! She screamed in surprise and terror and tried to scramble away from my voice. She stopped when I told her she could run as much as she wanted, but would NEVER be able to escape judgment and fleeing like she was trying to do would only make it worse. She promptly knelt to prayer position with me and Aaron quietly walking up to her. Of course, I then had her remove her clothing, so we got to see everything. Told her she was by the next day, make amends to the two men she had ordered off the sidewalk over a week ago. Amanda: but I have NO idea where they'll be on campus or what classes they take. Me: another whack on her behind and she quickly agreed as she was motivated to find those two men no matter what effort it took on her part. That she was not only to apologize to them, but take them somewhere to eat, with THEM selecting the place and SHE was to pay for it. Told her to keep praying and seeking redemption until told to do other wise. This is when Aaron and I made a panty raid, taking all her underwear, nylons and bras. And if you're wondering, we briefly talked it over about taking her purse, but decided that would be too mean. When we returned, I simply dropped her from her rooms ceiling, but this time she didn't hit her head of the foot board of the bed. Then we went back to our place to get our bats and made a “visit” to Snake.
When we got there, Snake was leaving his bed where Ginger laid, for the bathroom and of course, never bothered turning on the bathroom light. Into the nothingness he went and we beat the heck out of him to a unconsciousness and bloody mess. Arron REALLY did a job on him and near the end of our visit, I had to pull him back a few times as I thought if he hit him too hard, we just might kill him, something I didn't want either of us to have on our consciences. As it was, he hit Snake a couple of times in the crotch. Think we had all of three-four minutes with him for our “visit”. We returned to another shadow and in maybe five minutes, Ginger started stirring and asking when was Snake coming back to bed. After a few more times of calling out to Snake, we could hear the worry in her voice and as she got up to turn on the lamp by the bed, that's when I dropped her into another nothingness. We went thru the same routine as we did the first time with Annabelle, but Ginger was a little harder to convince, thinking it was some sort of sorority prank... until I hit her four times with the belt! She couldn't get into the praying for redemption position quick enough then. And nude of course.
Took her clothes, along with everything of value of his. His fifty-four inch tv? Smashed. Expensive looking stereo setup? Smashed. However, we did take his two game consoles (which were the latest ones of course) and EVERY game he had. Computer, printer, etc.? Smashed, but we took what few thumb drives he had. Took his dvd player, smashed all his porn movies, taking the others. Put a metal pot in his microwave, turned it on for one minute...forty-six seconds later, poof and say goodbye to it. Unplugged his fridge and left both doors open maybe one half of an inch. While he had a lot of booze in it and a cupboard, we didn't drink but took it figuring on giving it to some of our friends at school who did. Took ALL his frozen dinners as again, we knew other students who would be quite happy getting them. All of this took a good 30, maybe 45 minutes for all of this and get everything back to our place. Of course, we wore TWO gloves each just to make sure we didn't leave fingerprints or any kind of DNA because we've seen more than one episode of NCIS. One set was rubber like when used washing dishes, the other gardening type, both from Dollar Tree. As for noise we made, it was only heard by us in our nothingness as we smashed everything, though that tv did make a bit of a noise when it fell to the floor.
Once again our Wolfmobile was being revenged by being restocked in cash and goods, so it was time to check on Ginger who was REALLY doing some hard praying. Told her she had to do more than pray, but speak out all the sins she had done. Boy, were we shocked on hearing some of the stuff she's done. I mean, she's a girl and shouldn't be doing a lot of those things. Told her the same thing in having to make amends AND of course, not only apologize to those she's offended, but ask out and pay for the meals of the two guys who were forced off the sidewalk not long ago. She didn't hesitate and said she'd start doing that first thing in the morning. I dropped her from Snakes ceiling onto his bed, with also the warning of having sex before marriage was a sin. We were kind of surprised she also had tattoo's... a couple of hummingbirds drinking from a couple of lilacs on her left shoulder blade and Casper the friendly ghost just above her right behind area. We didn't take her purse because she didn't trash The Wolfmobile, though no doubt she was a part of it being destroyed. Besides, we wanted to make sure she had the cash for our meals....that is, if she was going to ask us out. Sleep with Goons, you're going to get fleas from them. Dropped Snake from the bathrooms ceiling and he hit his head against the toilet. Oops.
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Post by texican on Jun 3, 2018 0:20:27 GMT -6
WC,
Good chapter....
The Shadow and Aaron are learning....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Jun 11, 2018 16:22:45 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 7
Well, there we are with Annabelle's undies and other things in our possession, thinking we'd just toss 'em in the garbage UNTIL we saw more than one was monogrammed with it saying property of JAT?! And they weren't cheap undies either, not that either of us had had the opportunity of handling some girls undies while she was wearing them if you know what I mean. It was Aaron who whispered well, well, well....JT, I didn't know you were that kind of guy. I'm looking at him, not understanding what he was talking about. I mean, yeah, it's a little strange some guy putting this kind of message on his girlfriends undies, but there was always JT's ego front and foremost to consider. Aaron: remember Lens, our buddy back in high school? I said yeah, but what's this got to do with JT and these undies? Aaron: how about getting revenge and I said how? Aaron: get some photos of JT and his Goons heads, have Lens photoshop their heads on some naked guys kissing each other in their underwear while wearing JT's monogrammed PANTIES! Wow, my brother could be so sneaky at times.
Next day we started calling our friends back home until we got Len's phone number, then called him. We shot the bull for awhile and asked if he could do what we asked. He said no problem my amigos as I'd like to see them get some kind of payback. That's when I remembered when JT and another set of his Goons ran together. Seems JT wanted to look at Len's new 35mm camera, took it and they started tossing it among themselves until one of them “accidentally” dropped it, putting a crack on the lens. Of course, Lens went to his dad, who went to JT's dad who said my son would never be involved in something like that. And of course, denied all responsibility for JT's actions. I remember how Lens did a lot of lawn mowing and other things to have his camera lens replaced. In fact, once we heard about it, we didn't do some lawns/yard cleanup that needed it, but passed the word to Lens. Yeah, we really wanted the money for The Wolfmobile, but not that bad after hearing what had happened to him.
While we didn't have The Wolfmobile any more, we thought of renting a car for the trip back home. However it would be a few more weeks, maybe a month before spring break. That's when Aaron reminded me we didn't need a rental, just use my shadow ability. Which is what we started doing, but in this case, going to our classes in the morning and returning at the end of school. No more bus rides which saved us at least forty-five minutes, along with bus fare and of course, not worrying about JT and Goons Inc. catching either of us again on the bus. Thing is, we altered our routine as to how we got to our classes, so Annabelle and Ginger had less chance of finding us. We were both wondering if they were really going to come looking for us, etc.
Two days later, we paid a “visit” to Junior in the very early morning who was soundly asleep. He was so dead asleep, pulled him into the nothingness without him waking up. That is, till our bats started hitting him. Once unconscious, no problem taking what we wanted and trashing the rest of it in the nothingness. Now we also wanted to deal with Annabelle's groupie's which of course, were the girlfriends of Goons Inc. His hospital stay was between one and two weeks. Thing is, it took at least a two weeks for ALL of them to even return to something like normal. We only got a little over one hundred dollars from his wallet, but as to his credit cards (two), he seemed smarter as no pin numbers were written on them and he didn't use his birthday as it either.....BUT he used the last four number of his social security number again, for BOTH CARDS. That got us nine hundred dollars even. The next day, both of us went to the public library opening an account on Amazon in his name and address, at which time we ordered a sex doll that was selling for a little over two thousand dollars. Now Maria was his girlfriend and we paid her a “visit” the following night.
Now Maria USED TO brag how she was brought here illegally by her parents and how stupid it was for ANYONE to legally apply for citizenship. Much better to just sneak in like her parents did for all those freebies like food stamps, schooling, drivers licenses, etc. because all you needed was a social security card to begin with. After all, it was her “right” to be able to go anywhere a person wanted to have a better life, whether it was legal or not. So why go thru the “minor hassle of legally applying for citizenship”? We put her in Tijuana around 1am, though we did toss her some clothes to wear, along with her purse. She got a few whacks with the belt on her behind while in the nothingness, warned about offending God, etc. and dropped her off at the front door of a Catholic church. Now we didn't know if she was Catholic or not, but we talked it over and figured she and her family were. I mean, they're from Mexico and they're all Catholics, right? The night after that, her parents, two older brothers and younger sister found themselves in Mexico City, Mexico. Since her youngest two sisters had been born in the U.S., we didn't take them. Since Maria had photos of her family, it was no trouble for me to concentrate in finding them via the shadows.
Now her roomie was Clara, who was a wanna be groupie of these girls. She got dropped in the nothingness and while we left her there, we took both girls clothes, shoes, all their school books, thumb drives, food, etc. and trashed everything else in a different nothingness. We left her on the door step of a near by Baptist church, with the usual warning of sinning against God, being in the company of wicked people, the seven sins, KNOWINGLY help breaking immigration laws, etc. No, we didn't use our belts on her and yes, she couldn't get in the prayer position like Annabelle had done quick enough while also confessing her sins. Not that we heard them of course as we were busy dealing with their stuff. Which brought up an interesting thing between me and Aaron as far as Annabelle and Ginger went....we were both soft on them if you know what I mean. And if you don't, it meant we had crushes on them even though we shouldn't of, considering what kind of women they were at the time. Think Ben would of said we were thinking with our little heads and not our big ones. And Aaron kind of got on me for hitting the girls like I did, saying it wasn't right. I said wait a minute....do you believe men and women should have the same rights and be treated equally as men? Of course he said yes. Me: is there any doubt in your mind that those girls very probably urged JT and Goons Inc. to do something after we passed them in The Wolfmobile. Him: no doubt. I said, IF I TRULY believed in men and women being equal, I could of done something a lot far worse than using my belt on them, right? Like using a bat on them? Aaron looked horrified at that thought and I said that's why I used a belt on them because men and women are not, nor will they ever be equal to each other. Aaron gave a reluctant yes. Thing is, after talking it over, we decided the the belts were maybe a little over the top. So we went looking for sticks we could use as a switch and came up with a couple of good ones being the diameter of our little finger. So the Goons girlfriends AND their roomies got hit with switches after our discussion.
Now some people may be thinking we're a couple of voyeurs, maybe into the S&M scene because we had many of the girls strip while in the nothingness. Not true. It was done for psychological reasons. Think about it...one moment you're in bed and suddenly you find yourself in the nothingness and CAN'T SEE ANYTHING. You know you're on a floor and can feel it, but that's all. Suddenly a deep voice is telling you the Metraton is talking to you, etc. and getting hit with a belt or belts from time to time and later, switches.
Think it was two days later when Aaron had me check out Yahoo's odd news section. Seems that second guy WASN'T dropped in Mexico, but Rome, Italy! As to the first guy, it wasn't just a lady cop he fell on, but a lady bobby.....as in London, England! Both had been arrested for indecent exposure and drug possession. State department said it was checking into the matter. Think it was at this time, the FBI and Homeland Security also started getting interested in the matter.
Neither of us had any idea what classes Annabelle and Ginger took, but we took care in making sure they weren't around while we went to our classes. So it was two days later after seeing that Yahoo news about those two guys that Annabelle caught up with us and she was frantic! Fortunately we saw her RUNNING towards us, leaving her click behind, so told Aaron let's beat feet to see if she's REALLY enthused about taking us out for lunch, so we took off running away from her. Man, that REALLY ticked her off and she started screaming and cursing at us! So we ran faster. This is when and where we learned you ladies can't really run in high heels, especially on grass because after a bit, we heard her give a cry and turning around, see she's fallen to the grass and is now crying. Man, that made me feel bad which I know sound strange since I hit her a couple of times with my belt, but still.... So we're standing there and we both thought the same thing: where's JT? Didn't see him or Goons Inc., but we were wary when she called out to us to come over to her. I said this dog don't heel and she (and Aaron) looked at me in surprise when I said this. And yeah, I was kind of surprised when I said it. This is when she actually repeated her request, this time using please and it gave us both a lot of satisfaction in hearing that word from her. Her girlfriends are looking at all of this in stunned amazement. No idea where Ginger was.
So we walked within 30 feet of her, with Aaron asking her what she wanted and of course, we're still looking around for JT or Goons Inc. She wants to know why we won't come closer and of course, why don't we help her get up. Aaron told her why, adding there was no doubt they'd love to have another chance to terrorize us and it was too bad we only had one Wolfmobile to destroy as we're sure they'd love to do it again. She didn't like us talking about JT like this and of course, never heard of our expression of Goons Inc. which Aaron explained. Then asked what were we talking about as she was quite sure they had never done anything to us and as to that crappy van and crude remarks we made as we passed them by.... I said adios, so we turned and started walking away. She said we were crude and uncouth with our remarks while in our van at the time and of course, JT and his friends would NEVER terrorize anyone or vandalize that piece of junk you call the Wolfmobile. I said really? When she replied REALLY, asked Aaron to lift up his shirt which showed the bruises which were still quite visible. She let out a gasp and told her you're no better as remember how you and your snooty girlfriends had everyone get off the sidewalk the other day and we left her standing stunned. As we left her, I added as to The Wolfmobile, you have NO idea what we went thru getting it running and what it really meant to us. But then you're rich, pretty and popular and some day I hope you and all the others get what's coming to you. Remember, God sees everything, even the smallest sparrow falling from the tree.
This is when she started screaming , telling us we're jealous because JT is rich, hand-some and has a future as a professional sports player, just like the others you dis so much in calling them Goons Inc. You're so fat I have to wonder what size training bra you wear and as to your Jap friend, he has such poor eyesight I'm surprised he doesn't use binoculars to read. You two could disappear in a crowd of one and I'm so sorry I even attempted to talk to you like the pathetic human beings you are. No free lunch from her that day....but she got another visit that night and this time we REALLY lit into her with the switches, hitting her a total six times to start with and said because you have not repented in your ways, you will remain in purgatory to be punished the rest of eternity. She was SCREAMING no, no, no I have repented and was going to ask those cretins out for lunch, but they never gave me a chance. At which time I said your telling one of them that he's fat and his Jap friend must use binoculars to read is repenting your ways? All she had time was for a loud gasp and struck we her several more times. Again you cover your pride with clothing and have chose not to take a repenting position. Off comes her clothes and she's praying like there's no tomorrow. And do I need to repeat what you said to your friends when you returned to them? Not that we knew of course, but she didn't know that and let out another gasp. Told her she was to remain in purgatory (she wailed on hearing that) until we are convinced she has truly repented in her ways as this would be her last chance. About every 30 minutes, we'd visit her in the nothingness for the next six hours, striking her with the switch once or twice each and urge her to repent because this could be her place and punishment for eternity with CONSTANT beatings and not those happening from time to time as in right now. Then kicked her out of the nothingness where she bounced from her bed onto the floor, but also tossed her what she had been wearing those six hours which landed on her head and shoulders.
Well, the next day we decided to just walk around campus normally, though we still kept an eye out for JT and Goons Inc. with Aaron and I hooking up for lunch as normal. And here comes Annabelle and company down the campus sidewalk. Of course, we got off of it and started walking kind of fast away from them. This is when Annabelle quickly called out to us to please, please, PLEASE wait for her and surprise, surprise, surprise....so did Ginger. What surprised us was instead of us being told to come to her, they both walked to us. When they got within twenty feet of us, Aaron said that's close enough because as far as we know you're going to create some sort of scene and give JT and his Goons a reason to pulverize us. Them: no, no, no....we want to invite you to lunch....and OUR treat. I said yeah, let me guess.....you've got a really nice and BIG pic a nic basket already made up and when we go off into the woods, it isn't the three bears or Goldilocks we'll be meeting but JT and Goons Inc. I was trying to say the word picnic basket like Yogi Bear did in his cartoons. Them: no, no, no....we felt we should make amends to the way we treated you earlier. I asked Aaron what he thought and he said maybe they're telling the truth, maybe not....but if they are REALLY telling the truth, they'll not only let us pick where we want to eat, pay for it and not just walk with us, but actually hold our hands so EVERYONE knows we're together. Annabelle: NO! What the H*** are you two retards thinking of? You should be GRATEFUL that not only are we talking to you, but making this magnificent and grand offer. I told Aaron, see, all this was nothing more than a set up for us to get pounded somewhere and of course, they NEVER had any intention of repenting how they treat people. Thing is, when I said the word repenting, they both briefly and unconsciously rubbed their delicious behinds! But when Annabelle said let's go, she got a shock when Ginger said no, I don't care. I AM sorry for the way we've been treating people and if taking you both out to lunch while holding your hands to show this, I'll do it. Annabelle said if you do this, YOU'RE OUT and Ginger had a look of shock on her face.
This is when Aaron stepped up to Ginger, telling her you have a choice right now...a choice in the direction your life takes. You can keep hanging out with people who only have acquaintances in their life or maybe meet and keep some actual friends. Ginger: I HAVE LOTS OF FRIENDS and this is when I stepped up and putting my hand on Aaron's shoulder, said it may sound strange, but Aaron's my brother even though we don't look alike. If you take us out, pay for our meal and listen to what we have to say, you just may learn something about JT and Goons Inc. Ginger: why do you call them Goons Inc.? That's when Aaron said let's get something to eat and we'll tell you...then held out his hand to her. After some hesitation and looking back at Annabelle & party walking away from us, she took his hand. She was going to take mine and I said no, but look at Aaron's chest at which time Aaron showed the light bruising that was still there. She kind of gasped and said she found it hard to believe that her boyfriend and the others would ever do anything like this. That's when Aaron said you don't know them like we and others do on campus or what JT was like BEFORE he came here. Besides, word's passing around campus that a bunch of people got tired of the way they've treated people....and how's Snake doing? That's when she started crying, saying a bunch of thugs beat him up in his place, but she never got a chance to see who did it. When I asked her why not, she said she was in a really deep sleep! I said what's the difference between “thugs” beating up Snake and what my brother Aaron got done to him? Ginger: why didn't he go to campus security or the police? Told her again what happened when we did about The Wolfmobile and of course, wanted to know why we called it “The Wolfmobile”. I said how about us telling you all about it during lunch and she agreed. She was surprised when we said we wanted to go to Scooper's, a local and popular burger joint. Of course, she'd never heard of it because it wasn't the “in” kind of place for her and her friends. And if you want to know, at this point we had only eaten at that place TWICE since we started college and it was MAJOR treat for us. We even WALKED to it instead of taking the bus (seventy-five cents one way) just to save money one way or another. Yeah submarine sandwiches and pizza were good at our former jobs, but just something about the taste of that meat, melting cheese and....well, you get the idea.
Since it was two miles from school, she took us in her new VW convertible with Aaron holding her hand to her car which got a few looks from other students who of course, recognized her. And then there were a couple of our friends who did double takes and two of them gave Aaron a thumbs up! With some difficulty (remember I was a bit fat back then), I got in the back while Aaron sat in front. Yes, she had gotten it when she graduated from high school from mommy and daddy. Seems daddy was either a stock broker or stock adviser....not really sure which. But at least it gave Aaron a better look at her legs and yes, even though we both had already seen everything, some things are worth looking at twice if you know what I mean. Funny thing about Aaron's crush on Ginger, was she was taller than him....as the top of his head came to her eye level and that's WITHOUT her wearing heels. And of course, when we got out, Aaron held his hand out again and Ginger took it after a bit of hesitation. There were even more people we knew there and WE HEARD some gasps from some of them when they saw this. Think Ginger turned a bit red in the face, but they did walk up to the counter like they were a couple. We ordered our food, then Ginger hesitated and we asked what was wrong thinking maybe she was broke, but that wasn't it. They didn't have any “healthy life style” food on the menu, so she said she'd just have bottled water and hoped that didn't offend us. Aaron asked maybe she'd like tea, but of course, it wasn't her brand. But instead of regular fries, Aaron ordered chili cheese fries instead, something I never cared for because the cheese would cool and become a kind of blob AND cool down my fries. Now he's done this before, so it wasn't unusual, while I got my double cheeseburger meal.
Since it was going to be 10-15 minutes before our food would be ready, we sat outside at one of the picnic tables, with Aaron starting off with saying that was a really nice car she had, but how would she feel if someone or someones took offense at you and not only trashed it, but filled it with cow manure? And of course, instead of being worth thousands of dollars, the wrecker hauls it away for free as scrap metal? She said we still hadn't given any proof of any kind that JT, Snake and the others had anything to do with it and why didn't we call the authorities? So we explained we had and how nothing was done. Her reply was that was awful, but still, no proof on our part and of course, like Annabelle said, we could be jealous of JT and the boys. Then Aaron quietly asked what about the beating I took from those guys? Ginger said she's only heard his side of the story and would have to talk with Snake when he got out of hospital, along with the others. That's when we started talking about our previous history with JT, along with what others in a different Goons Inc. of his had done. I wanted Aaron to have much face to face time with Ginger as possible so he did ninety percent of the talking, but the clincher was about when JT got drunk and told her to look it up online on our county newspaper. Now while we were talking, our food got delivered and with Aaron and me being hungry, it was at least five minutes before we were ready to talk again, but noticed he offered her some of his fries which she at first refused....then started nibbling them while drinking from her bottled water. Would you believe it, she actually ate MOST of them! I did notice that Aaron would only take ONE fry and when that happened, the cardboard box of fries actually got a little closer to her. By accident of course and she was a bit shocked to find she had basically eaten all of 'em. So after lunch, I said let me hit the mens room and I'll be back in a bit.....I went thru the back door of the building and out to the front where I couldn't be seen for twenty minutes as again, wanted Aaron to have as much alone face time with Ginger. Thing is, Aaron had been working on her while I was gone and no, I don't mean trying to get a date with her. He had told her that it was good they knew JT's background, but now he was wondering what Snakes background was. He told me later she said Snake was a good football player and she was sure he had never been in trouble like we were saying about JT. But he said he could hear some doubt in her voice and in her face when she said this. Aaron was REALLY happy about our lunch date with Ginger which made me happy. Afterwards, she took us back to school where we parted.
Back at our place we were thinking out loud on how to find dirt on Goons Inc. Then looked at each other and we both said Hacker, another high school chum who was a wiz with computers either modifying them, hacking or programming them. Of course, he had gone to another college: M.I.T., with a FULL scholarship, INCLUDING boarding. Of course, it took us a few minutes before remembering his real name because we'd used Hacker since we first met him in our first year of junior high school. We finally did reach him and after the normal bs'ing of how ya been doin', said we had a request and told him. He wanted to know why and I said remember JT? Oh yeah, he did. Said he's got another gang out here we call Goons Inc. (he laughed at that one) and wanted to know what we were going to do with this information. Told him the truth: every dirty, nasty and disgusting thing we can imagine. Think what helped was telling him we made a panty raid on his girlfriend Annabelle and what we were going to do with those monogrammed undies. He laughed even harder and afterwards, said with that list of names, it's going to take one, maybe 2 weeks at the most. I said no problem, but work on the guys first please and print everything on paper. Gave him our address and asked it be shipped to both of us and requiring a signature. NOW I'm glad Aaron and I were never in any kind of trouble, but we also never did the social media thing. You'd be surprised how many people looked at us when told them we never did the Facebook, Twitter, etc. thing. Purely by accident that we were gray men.....the kind of people nobody ever notices and what preppers/survivalists always talk about. And yes, after reading what Ben had been doing with his money in his first year, we thought later on that it would be a good thing to have bol's (bug out locations) and ghb's (get home bags) for ourselves and families. It was.
I'm sure you're all wondering just how many and who (whom?) we paid “visits” to, here's the list: JT/Annabelle (Lisa roommate)---Goons/girlfriends and girlfriend roommate names: Junior/Maria (Clara roommate), Fridge/Carol (Shari roommate), Snake/Ginger (Michelle roommate), Snow/Eileen (April roommate), Cyrus/Jessica (Helen roommate), Vermin/Jennifer (Linda roommate), Cowboy/Sharon (Beverly roommate), Rocky/Camille (Deborah roommate).
Remember, originally JT and Annabelle were by themselves on our first visit to them. But on our first visit to Annabelle, neither of us had thought of her roommate, Lisa who of course, was there on our second visit to Annabelle and heard (but didn't see) Annabelle hitting the bed after I kicked her out of the nothingness and of course, hitting the footboard of her bed. Wished we'd of thought of hanging around to hear Annabelle telling her story about Metraton, Purgatory, etc.....that is, IF she would of. I mean, can you imagine telling a story like this to someone and they of course, were thinking you were on some sort of drug or having a very bad nightmare? Aaron and I talked things over as far as what we really wanted to do. As in wanting more than just revenge against JT and Goons Inc., but why not their girlfriends and to a much lesser degree, the girlfriends roommates. We didn't want revenge on JT and Goons Inc.....well, we wanted to SHATTER their entire click which would also include their girlfriends click and thought it would work even better by going after their girlfriends roommates. You know, to make the girlfriends pariahs/unwanted socially.
So there we were....we'd already “visited” Fridge, Snake and Junior and to a different degree, Annabelle, Ginger and Maria. This is when Aaron brought up a sticky point about all this, something I hadn't considered. In less than two weeks, THREE guys had been beaten and one college student was soon to be missing. Had the girls confided to each other or someone we didn't know? And what's going to happen when the cops are called? We did leave Maria's American born sisters alone, but now the rest of her family is also missing? And the three we beat were on the college football team. Even the dumbest cop would see there must be a pattern to the beatings, especially since they were known to hang together all the time after classes. So we decided to cool our jets as Aaron's dad would tells from time to time when we were working on The Wolfmobile because we were in a hurry to get it running and not doing it right bit by bit which takes a lot more time. He also brought up the fact it had been awhile since we had called the temp agencies for any jobs they may have had for us. I said, let's call them tomorrow to see what they've got because while we've got a lot of money, don't think we really want to spend it....you know, have it as a cash backup plan in case something else happens. Aaron agreed and you know what that sneaky little devil thought of? While everyone else has taken off for spring break, we'd be working our temp jobs...but with my ability, all I'd have to do is look for and find them WHERE EVER they were at and since many were going to Florida for their break..... And best part of it, we'd have a solid alibi because we were not only here, but also WORKING thru the temp agencies. Next day we called our regular temp agency and lucked out with both of us being hired to work the same place FULL TIME and same hours! However, because we hadn't worked in several weeks, it took us some time to get up to speed and we were dragging by the end of the first week between going to school, homework, working and of course, trying to get some sleep. In one way it was like we were working on The Wolfmobile all the time, but this time with our time and labor, we knew we would get ahead in life.
However busy we were, we did make visits to Annabelle and Ginger....TWICE to Annabelle and only once to Ginger. We (actually I) decided that Annabelle would heel in the same manner as Ginger was starting to. When we visited Ginger, told her she had made a good beginning in repenting, but more effort was needed on her part. Of course, she had gone to the praying position and asked what was needed. So told her she needed to take either or both of those men out for lunch AT LEAST once a week until further notice as part of repentance.
----------------------------------------------- Heads up. It may be awhile before another chapter on this and Tale of Two Brothers is posted. Awhile may be a month, maybe a couple of months. A few years ago, Dad came down with non-malignant throat cancer which was cleared by chemo. It's come back, but because of his age (92 in July), he got some sort of chemo shot which REALLY F*CKED him up. Low blood pressure, low red blood count, vomiting and the runs. This was from his email last week and he was going back to his doctor to see how much damage was done and of course, he can't talk. Asked I move in with him permantly so we could have what time together he has left instead of me doing my normal 2 week stay every year. Will be moving this Thursday, Friday at the latest. 37 years in Nevada and when I move to Fla., will die there probably in another 30 years or so. When that happens, hopefully I'll be hung by an angry mob of husbands and boyfriends because I satisfied their wimmen folk and they couldn't. Other brother & his family live near Dad so I won't be alone and Dad knows I'm like him: if you inherit property, keep it in the family and NOT sell it.
My internet gets cut off Friday. Working on chapter 47 of the Brothers story and working on chapter 10 of The Shadow story.
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Post by kaijafon on Jun 11, 2018 17:44:13 GMT -6
so sorry to hear about your dad. have a safe and uneventful move. we'll be here when you get settled and can write again.
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Post by texican on Jun 11, 2018 20:04:20 GMT -6
Will C,
Hope you dad gets better....
It is tough when our parents are older and ill and there is very little we can do but be with them....
Thanks for the chapter....
God bless you and your dad.
Texican....
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Post by jwh123 on Jun 12, 2018 13:39:34 GMT -6
So sorry to hear. Safe travels, and spend that time with your dad!
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Post by tiredmedic on Jun 12, 2018 22:17:23 GMT -6
Sorry to hear about your Dad. Family first always.
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Post by 9idrr on Jun 22, 2018 20:48:38 GMT -6
Hey, willc453, just wanna let you know we here're thinkin' about you.
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