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Post by texican on Jul 3, 2018 11:55:45 GMT -6
WillC,
Hope you and your dad are doing ok....
Please post an update when you get a chance....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Jul 3, 2018 19:27:25 GMT -6
Thanks for everyone's kind comments. FYI: I'm back in Nevada as things didn't turn out as expected moving in & living with Dad. To put it bluntly, it was "I don't like your crap is cluttering up my place. I'm not used to it and I'm not going to have it." Started unloading the U-Haul truck on Monday morning, unloaded on Tuesday with truck turned in and on Wednesday, back to loading it up again with help of brother and his youngest boy who showed up about 2 hours later. I was outta town by 15:00. Mad? No. Dad's set in his ways and everything has a place.....just no place for my stuff. Told him if he needs me, let me know and I'll fly down with only a set of clothes. Popped a blood blister while down there and when I came back, brother REALLY got on my ass for it looking so red/inflamed. Took me to VA on Tuesday, told hand was infected and sent to another hospital as VA was full. Four days and some antibiotics later, freed myself. Hospital was talking of having me stay there for another few days and I told 'em that ain't flyin'. Either I'm outta here on Friday (which was last week)or call security with some stun guns along with a straight jacket.
Got a couple of chapters on The Shadow done and 1 or 2 of Tale of Two Brothers. Using brothers internet to post this, so may be another week or so before I have it in my place. Instead of just chucking everything back into my trailer as before, doing some remodeling so when things get back in, they have a place. Replacing the carpet/linoleum in livingroom to be replaced with new fake wood linoleum. Then do the same with the kitchen linoleum along with ripping out a small wall.
See ya in a week or so....hopefully.
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Post by 9idrr on Jul 3, 2018 21:25:10 GMT -6
Take care of that hand, sir. Hate to have you lose it 'cause I'm sure it'd slow down your typin' and make us wait even longer for more Shadow chapters.
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Post by crice118 on Jul 4, 2018 10:57:10 GMT -6
Sorry it's not worked out with your Dad but some Dad's can't cope with kids growing up and being own person. Better to find out early rather than stay and make both of you miserable. Take care body parts are valuable as some things can't be fixed if wait too long. Scars hamper full use so we'll be patient and keep you in prayer for your path.
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Post by willc453 on Jul 7, 2018 17:52:06 GMT -6
Again, thanks for the kind words. Using Aunt's computer this time....brother was exhausted from playing world of tanks all night and a good part of this morning. Hand is a lot better, though still twinges from time to time. Checked on linoleum prices and will have a new floor in the livingroom some time next week. Once that happens, call the cable company for internet. On page 7 of chapter 10 of The Shadow. And yes, in chapter 9, Aaron discovers his ability with the 2 boys attitudes now being "we's a huntin' bear".
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Post by texican on Jul 7, 2018 21:54:45 GMT -6
"we's a huntin' bear"
Not bad Will C....
But....
"we's a huntin bare"....
would be more stunning especially not been seen let it all hang out....
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Post by willc453 on Aug 20, 2018 18:38:35 GMT -6
Using Aunts pc....on chapter 18 and hope to have internet at my place this week.
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Post by texican on Aug 23, 2018 0:57:58 GMT -6
Using Aunts pc....on chapter 18 and hope to have internet at my place this week. WillC, Any way you can feed the Moar Hounds will also be devoured and appreciated.... Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Aug 23, 2018 15:52:37 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 8
That's when she cried out she spent a lot of money to replace all her clothing that some dirty rat had stolen from her and it was probably the same bunch of those cowards had beat up her poor boyfriend, Snake. Wow, when she mentioned Snakes name, Aaron gave her 3 fast hits with his switch and then he looked at me....I gave him a thumbs up. I told her she had failed to find more information about her male companion, hadn't she? She sniffled yes and then Aaron gave her two more strikes with his switch at which time I told her she had one week to find out more about him, at which time she would be judged again. That she was to continue making repentance, then left her alone in the nothingness and back to our place where we talked what to do next. Aaron was all for giving her ALL of her clothes back, but I said listen to her....she's STILL not changing her ways as right off the bat, she bought a lot more clothes after our first time with her and of course, defending “poor Snake”. Tell you what, IF she starts changing to the good, we can always give them back to her, but just not all at once okay? Make her WORK for them like we did for The Wolfmobile. He said okay. Back to their dorm room and this time it was her roommate Vanessa's turn in the nothingness, with me doing the Metraton routine and a few hits with our switches after being told about the seven sins and how she had WILLINGLY done so without care of offending God and especially attempting to become part of her roommates group because of her envy and vanity. She of course, went to her knees really quick to start praying after a few more hits. I dropped Ginger in the bathroom while Vanessa was dropped on her bed. Being left in the nothingness for a couple of hours, gave both a lot of time to think which was a good thing. Then it was Annabelle's turn and she got switched a six times and this time we could hear the earnestness in her voice when she said she'd change...and of course, she was given the same “repentance” as Ginger was as far as asking “those two men” out for lunch AT LEAST once a week. Truth is, my hands got all sweaty just thinking about holding her hand.
This is when I decided to start chipping away on JT, before we paid him a “visit”. How? Remember that little black book of his with all those names, etc. in it? Scanned and printed the last page of it and as Annabelle layed sobbing on her bed (and rubbing that delicious behind), she really gave a screech when that piece of paper landed on her and jumped from her bed and of course, started turning on EVERY light in her room, quickly followed by Vanessa helping her. Of course, there were still shadows and I used them for us to see and hear what happened next. Vanessa: oh God, oh God....I never REALLY believed in Him, but now... And that's when she noticed Annabelle rubbing her behind and said, YOU TOO?! Annabelle: what do you mean me too? Were you also in total darkness and being punished for your sins?! Vanessa: yes, along with falling in with evil companions which may be you and YOUR friends. I don't really know what's going on, but if it wasn't God judging both of us, this place is possessed by some demon from h*ll and I'M OUT OF HERE! And with that, she grabbed a suitcase and started TOSSING things into it and maybe fifteen minutes later, she was out the door and banging on another door down the hallway. Annabelle apparently thought this was a good idea, but got one heck of a shock when she found only one of her outfits in the closet. This is when she really started crying, saying she was so sorry, that she didn't really understand how bad of a person she was before being judged like this. What surprised me was she simply closed the closet door, shut off all the unnecessary lights and after tucking herself in bed, simply turned off the lamp by her bed. Aaron and I went back to our place and we talked it over again and changed our minds about keeping all her clothes. Truth is, I did most of the talking and convincing him to do this and if Ginger kept her word about taking either/both of us out on a regular basis, she'd get some of hers back too. So just before dawn of the next morning, Aaron tapped the glass and in my Metraton voice, said your plea has been heard and SOME of your possessions have been returned. Of course they were in a pile in her closet, but she was like a little girl seeing all the goodies under the Christmas tree and not only giving thanks, but she would work really, really hard to better herself.
On the day she got some of her clothes back, both of us got laid off after a week, but again we lucked out in getting other temp jobs, though at different places. The good thing was both of us were working graveyard meaning we both started at 11pm which made it easy for me to get us both to/from work and of course, school. But at least we had some money coming in again. Between working and going to school, we were pressed for time, so we actually dodged Annabelle and Ginger, but on the fourth day, they both caught us and of course, asked us out. While this happened, Annabelle's click just kind of stood there in shock. Aaron had Ginger take him to Scooper's, while I had Annabelle take me to Pete's which was where HER kind of crowd went for lunch. I saw and heard her visibly gulp and for a second or two, thought she'd say forget it, but then said okay....and then holding out her hand?! OH YEAH! Well, I could see she was uncomfortable us walking like this so maybe after fifty or a hundred feet suggested maybe we walk arm in arm like friends do. She liked that better which was okay with me.....I mean, now I'm actually touching her. Her click was left behind with their mouths kind of opening and closing like fish out of water. And if you're wondering, it was NO accident that Aaron and I went to two different places. I mean, each of us wanted alone time with “our” girls if you know what I mean. Anyway, was surprised as heck when she walks us to a red painted 1972 Mach 1 Mustang. Now I always thought Mach 1's were really cool cars since seeing one used in that James Bond movie that was made years ago in Las Vegas. Of course Daddy and Mummy bought it for her “to have something to drive while at college”. I was NOT impressed with Pete's food and Annabelle noticed this, then asked me what was wrong. Said I appreciated her asking me out and buying this meal, but.....well frankly, compared to Scoopers, even a dog wouldn't eat here. She was upset because she thought it was a great place until I asked her if she came her for the food or because it was the “in” place for her crowd. She thought about it and said it was because this was were “everyone who was anyone” went to for lunch.....which told me how she view people like me and Aaron. Asked her if she liked pizza and of course she did, not that she had it much because she had to watch her weight you know. Told her if she wanted, Aaron and I would be happy to take her Michael's....and do you think that Ginger would want to go? She said she'd talk to her about this! After that, I started telling her about me and Aaron, the work we put into The Wolfmobile and how we earned the money to get all this done. But when I brought up JT's name, she got all defensive about him. You know, no proof, etc. but she kind of quieted down when I told her about him driving drunk, but she STILL defended him saying everyone makes mistakes and besides that was then and not now.
Now I'm sure you're saying right now, WAIT A MINUTE.....what about JT and the rest of Goons Inc.?There's NO WAY JT and the rest of his goons would of allowed us to go on a date with Annabelle and Ginger. Unfortunately for them, they were on their way for an out of state football game. It was going to take two days to get there, one day of rest, a day for the game and of course, two days to get back. Well, I say SHOULD OF, but seems a person or persons unknown stole ALL their uniforms and equipment from the luggage compartment of the bus while it was in another state! Again, we were learning how to do things. We didn't keep this stuff simply because our problem was only with JT and his goons. Their stuff got put in the other schools shower area while everyone else's was in the locker room area. This is when I REALLY started learning to use my ability because I found a cattle ranch in Texas where there was a FRESH and MASSIVE pile of cow poo. Connected the darkness under that pile to the darkened shower area where the uniforms and equipment was soon covered in cow poo and urine at least three feet deep. Now I hadn't been to that other college, but with SO much stuff available via the internet and of course, Facebook.... We figured it would throw the scent off our trail so to speak with this happening in another state instead of a bunch of things happening just either on or around our campus. It was also unfortunate that part of what was left of Goons Inc. didn't heed the coaches warning to be back at the motel by nine pm as apparently Cyrus and Snow were mugged and robbed. Seems the two of them thought they got lucky in going home with girls they met in a bar. The muggings happened while waiting for their taxi's to take them back to their motel room. And by strange coincidence, their sorority rooms were trashed even though no one heard anything.
While Aaron and I had been working on Goons Inc., it was time we started working not only on Annabelle's girlfriends, but their roommates. Having dealt with Junior and his girlfriend Maria, it was time for her roommate Clara. We didn't know if/when Maria would be back, along with her family but we wanted to make sure she wouldn't be welcomed back with open arms back into Annabelle's click. We wanted that click destroyed. Clara was easily convinced after several hours of being in the nothingness and of course, praying for forgiveness while also being struck by our switches from time to time. And no, we didn't take anything of hers and let her keep her “pajamas” on while praying. Then it was Shari, who was Carols roommate with Carol being Fridge's girlfriend who also went into the nothingness and of course, received more hits with our switches than Carol. She wasn't allowed clothing while praying. Then it was Gingers roommate, Vanessa. All of this was done just before going to work on our last night at our temp jobs. And guys, we got AN EARFUL of what girls actually do and think. Remember, we had them ALL praying out loud while seeking forgiveness. Remember that old nursery rhyme where girls are made of sugar and spice? NOT TRUE! Couldn't believe how they would treat nice guys AND LAUGH ABOUT IT while running with what's called bad boys aka Goons Inc. or their type. Yeah, some of them actually laughed or giggled in saying out loud how they treated them, so they got extra hits with our switches and suddenly, they didn't laugh any more. Thing is, after Aaron and I talked it over, we decided that we were taking the red pill, refusing to accept the blue pill. Men who took the blue pill were those who'd do ANYTHING for a womans company while those on the red pill refused to bow to womens fickle whims. We had the MGTOW attitude, meaning men going their own way. We'd use women like these girls did to guys like us. Yeah, we were still sweet on Annabelle and Ginger, but they were NOT going to control our lives or allow any other woman as a matter of fact. Ladies, what you sow, you're going to reap. Or as one guy tells it: pump and dump 'em.
When we got off work the next morning, we had to deal with a couple of morning classes, but that was it. Carol suddenly showed up and inviting us out for lunch, but Annabelle and Ginger had just finished asking us out. What surprised Aaron and me was Carol asking to join us with Annabelle and Ginger turning on her, telling her THEY had asked us first, that two's company, three's a crowd! Carol was absolutely shocked and stumbled away....but the day after this occurred, she asked Aaron out and the day after that, I got asked out. Of course, we each went to Pete's while avoiding Annabelle and Ginger as we wanted word to get passed around that suddenly all these women were not only asking us out, but PAYING for our meals! AND of course, being publicly seen with us as we walked to THEIR cars hand in hand. While neither of us cared for the food at Pete's, we were saving a lot of money by not having to buy food to make for lunches to eat at the schools cafeteria and yes, the ladies took us there when we told them where we wanted to eat or Scoopers. When Annabelle and Ginger took us out for lunch, we always accepted their luncheon date requests, BUT we made sure we sat separately from each other. So that we'd be seen together but not as a group having lunch together. What's kind of funny was soon there was a race to ask us out with Annabelle and Ginger acting as a team vs Carol, which was soon followed by the other girls in her click. Which is where they learned really quick to team up and track us down. We made sure that Carol found us first more than once and of course, Carol told them how she was told that two was company and three a crowd. Neither Annabelle or Ginger liked this and of course, were insulted. Which meant we started spending more time with Carol....until Annabelle and Ginger were paid another visit, but this time with a twist and it was something we did to ALL the girls and some of their roommates at the end.
While we were using the switches which left red welts on their behinds, we also worried about what if we broke the skin in hitting them too hard? It was April (who was Eileen's roommate) who gave me the idea. She's praying out loud just like the others, BUT while she understood being disciplined for her evil/sinful ways, she cried out PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE don't have something or somethings rape her?! That was something we never even thought of and had NO idea where or why she came up with that one. After dropping her back to her place, Aaron and I had a talk. No, it wasn't about raping women in the nothingness. Remember, I had already seen the look on the face of the Oriental woman who was going to be raped. Then I got to thinking about using a dildo, though I had NO idea where to even buy one and Aaron gave me the funniest look when I brought up the idea. He said we need something UNEARTHLY...you know, utterly and TOTALLY terrifying while in the nothingness.
This is when I remembered earlier in the year, someone took a full size skeleton (plastic) from the biology class to use at some party (we were not invited of course). Afterwards, they left it tied to a statue of some woman who did something for the college. They actually had the skeletons “crotch” right in her face, with its hands taped to the back of her head and legs over her shoulders/back. So that night when we made our “visits”, they not only got a couple of whacks with our switches, but informed them they were having it easy because if they did not TRULY and QUICKLY change their ways, they would be entertaining other forms of punishment like this: I'd have the foot/leg bones, run it up her thigh, around the cheeks of her buttocks, while Aaron used both of the skeleton hands running them over the rest of her body. Of course we traded skeleton parts so he get the buttock area, while I got the rest. THE hardest thing in us doing this was NOT to laugh. On Halloween, think of putting your hand in a plastic bag, feeling something gooey and told it's a road killed rabbit with maggots in it. After that, ALL the women we dealt with not only got REALLY motivated, but screamed when those bones touched them. Then I came up with a really good idea: bought a really big zucchini and kind of giving a long grunt in the nothingness while slowly traveling up their legs while rubbing the zucchini against their leg. You know, kind of like a dog will hump someones leg, then do the rest of their body. Boy, when I did this, they REALLY screamed.
The girls click was breaking up, with new roommates who quickly decided to leave for another room due to a visit to the nothingness, a few switches on their behinds, the feel of something bony or something long and smooth touching them in the nothingness and of course, most of their clothing disappearing and later, reappearing. Which they got back as soon as they found new roommates elsewhere. Of course, we knew a couple of geek girls who told us the word was passing around that Annabelle and her click were cursed, with other girls now starting to avoid them! You want to know what was REALLY funny? Remember that first Mummy movie where the Egyptian guy meets the mummy and he starts pulling out various religious symbols one at a time and saying a prayer as he did so? Basically ALL of them tried wearing religious symbols on a chain around their necks, including rabbit feet!
Now you may be wondering and commenting that JT along with Snake, Junior and Fridge would NOT be happy with this situation but Fridge, Junior and Snake were still recuperating from our “visits”. They had a hard time walking. Of course, JT was told about us and the girls while he and the rest of Goons Inc. were either on their way while on the bus or shortly after arriving in another state for their game. Which by the way, they actually had to forfeit the game! That's because they didn't have their uniforms, etc. available to use and of course, no time for them to get any. We both found out in one way, we're like Ben. In that if we know someone or someplace, it makes it a lot easier for either of us to find them/that place. And it was unfortunate that Snow, Cyrus and Vermin failed to be back at the motel by a certain time. Instead, they went bar hopping and were mugged. When those three did get back, their apartments had been looted of anything of value....and anything left behind was trashed. Those three spent a little over a week in the hospital in the other state and of course, two days getting back to school by Greyhound.
We asked the girls for pizza at Michael's. Well, the girls were going to hit the salad bar, but once they got to smelling the two large pizza's with everything..... Asked Annabelle at this time if she had checked on what I had said about JT and his accident. She was shocked that it had happened as I told her and NOT as JT spun it. While he had been drinking (a couple of beers), it was the drunk who suddenly staggered to appear in front of him, with him having no time to react. One thing that was bothering me was: what happened to that piece of paper which I had copied from JT's little black book? I mean, I thought Annabelle would get really mad in finding something like this. I'm pretty sure girls don't like finding out they're playing second fiddle to not only another woman, but in this case, FOUR of them? Checked the shadow under her bed with the intention that if no one was there, I'd see if I could find it really quick and I did. Some how that time I dropped it on her head, it ended up under the bed. This is when I decided to use a little psychological warfare on Annabelle at the end of our pizza luncheon. So near the end of our pizza luncheon, I looked at Annabelle a couple of times like I wanted to tell her something, but didn't know how to go about doing it. No doubt she was figuring I was going to ask her out on a real date and trying to figure out how to tell me no...without incurring another visit to the nothingness. Boy, did she get a surprise when she asked was there something I wanted to ask her. I said I didn't know how to say this and I'm sure you're going to get mad, but..... Her: why should I get mad at you? I said, you know spring break is coming up.... Her: I'm sorry, but I've already made plans with JT for this. Me: Are you sure about this? Annabelle: yes, why do you ask? Me: well, told you about JT's past and this is something I can't prove okay, but.... Her: if you can't prove it, please don't try dissing JT. Me: you guys were flying to Florida, weren't you? Her: yes. Me: but has he shown you the tickets? Her: No, why should he? I kind of grimaced and of course, she wanted to know why. Me: well, I'm really, really sorry to say this, but....well, knowing JT like Aaron and I do, apparently you're not aware of is....his relationships with his girlfriends. Her: he doesn't have any girlfriend but me and I'm NOT interested in whom he dated back in high school! Me: how about JT having a girlfriend not only in junior and senior high school, but when the summer was over, he dumped them for a new one when school started and with spring break...... Her screaming: YOU LIAR, YOU SNEAKY, LYING, ROTTEN, MISERABLE PERSON! And with that, she left leaving me to catch a ride with Ginger and Aaron. I got a geek girl I knew to write on an envelope: we girls need to stick together as I'm sure you'll recognize the handwriting. A friend. So from the Webster dictionary, I used the libraries computer/printer to print out this note along with the copy from JT's little black book:
Faithful: steadfast in affection or allegiance: loyal as a faithful friend. Firm in adherence to promises or in observance of duty: conscientious. Given with strong assurance as in binding: a faithful promise. All I had to do while at Michael's, hit the mens bathroom, lock the door, leave the light off, use the darkness to get to our place, grab the envelope with the note inside it. This time I left it propped up between all her makeup, but also gave her TWO pages from JT's little black book with a total of EIGHT names, phone numbers, etc. on them.
April, Helen, Linda, Beverly and Debora got visited the during that week with them suddenly finding new rooms to live in. You know what made icing on the cake? ALL the girls are now living with each other! Annabelle and Ginger were “encouraged” while in the nothingness to live together and it was “suggested” that the other “wicked and sinful” girls live and watch each other so they wouldn't go down the path of sin and depravity. So it ended up with Carol living with Eileen, Jessica with Jennifer, Sharon with Camille. And if you're wondering, they ALL have delicious behinds...along with everything else of course.
Now our visits to the girls weren't done in a week, but several which meant JT and Goons Inc. were looking for us. With everyone having different scheduled classes, we weren't taken out for lunch at noon, but some times as late as three pm. And remember, Annabelle and Ginger weren't the only ones now asking us out for lunch. Of course, not everything was going perfectly, for example when JT and the rest of the football team came back. The victory party was canceled, not that Aaron or I planned on going. And this is when Aaron discovered his ability.
---------------------- Okay, I'm back. Will post chapter 9 some time next week as I still haven't installed (or even got the)new linoleum in the livingroom. It also took me 3 days to figure out how to remove the starter on my Ramcharger...it's been a few years since I did this. Chapter 9 has Aaron discovering his ability and how it happened. Thanks for your patience.
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Post by 9idrr on Aug 23, 2018 20:36:59 GMT -6
Boy, am I glad to see another chapter. This stuff is so good I ain't even gonna whine much about you not doin' much about startin' the second half of The Layover. I might OD on too much of this good stuff.
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Post by texican on Aug 23, 2018 23:39:25 GMT -6
We had the MGTOW attitude, meaning men going their own way. We'd use women like these girls did to guys like us. Yeah, we were still sweet on Annabelle and Ginger, but they were NOT going to control our lives or allow any other woman as a matter of fact. Ladies, what you sow, you're going to reap. Or as one guy tells it: pump and dump 'em.
WillC,
Have a lot of teenage repressed dreams coming back....
Keep it up.... For the Moar Hounds are eating it up....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Aug 30, 2018 9:35:05 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 9
Think it was maybe two weeks after we talked with Lens, we got those photos of JT and Goons Inc. “doing it” with each other. Since Lens knew what we'd be doing with them, he sent us TWENTY-FIVE prints of each and of course, in various positions. As for the photos of them, it was simple enough by checking with the campus newspaper and since everyone was on the football team, they had a wide variety of photos which we had sent to Lens. This is when I came up with another idea on how to mess with those guys. To begin with, we needed JT's and Goons Inc. phone numbers which was really easy. Go into the nothingness where I'd concentrate on one of the Goons, wait till he was asleep, take his phone, write down the number along with all the other phone numbers they'd have listed on it along with email addresses, then put the phone back where I got it from, while erasing all the phone numbers and email addresses on them. Think about it....phones connect everyone together and just how many phone numbers/contacts do you have on your phone? And actually remember OR have a printout of them as a backup? Anyway, I'd then write down the two phone numbers of whoever was in the photo, but adding the email addresses of their friends....and we were really busy posting them at the few gay bars we had in town, followed by every mens rest room including the schools locker room, their sorority house when applicable, on the trees on campus, inside some campus classrooms and a couple of gyms in town. We didn't know if they'd get many calls, but a search on the internet told us about gays looking for each other AND some S&M clubs that had monthly meetings, including ladies that liked tying guys up, using a whip on “bad boys needing discipline”. Photo's, etc. got posted there too. Aaron and I really humped getting all of this info done in about eight hours.
It was a great week that week as I heard JT and his Goons couldn't call anyone, including girlfriends. And no doubt they were getting calls from gays and maybe even the S&M people. They ended up having to get new phone numbers and of course, let everyone know what the new number was. Until I got my hands on their phones a second time and erased the phone numbers again. Seems more than one person was having a good laugh at their expense and yes, we used rubber gloves so there would be no fingerprints. And bit by bit, we also tacked Annabelle's monogrammed panties with some of the photos, you know to make the photos more realistic/plausible which actually became collector items on campus very quickly. We also did the same on Annabelle, Ginger and the rest of her little click as far as getting and removing phone numbers and contacts. But with them, we didn't make a second trip to erase their numbers. So in a little over a months time, five of the eight Goons had been visited, along with each of their girlfriends and their roommates and of course, what happened to the teams football equipment. Then came the photos, etc. of JT and his Goons. The school was in an uproar with all sorts of theories being passed around. JT and Goons Inc. were NOT happy, but we sure were.
Well, during that week before spring break, Aaron and I were busy visiting the girls and they and the others couldn't get to being roomies fast enough. Once this happened, JT and his Goons were some VERY unhappy guys as suddenly no more sex from their girlfriends and JT caught major heck from Annabelle over those names from his little black book. He tried covering it up, saying they were from before he and she started going together. Thing is, now she didn't believe him, because she brought up his being drunk when he was younger and how what he had told her was a lie AND she recognized his hand writing. How did I know this? Where ever JT was at, he'd have at least three of his Goons with him and I didn't want either of us to be caught like Aaron almost was. So I'd be checking on his whereabouts several times a day. This left JT, Vermin, Cowboy and Rocky who hadn't been paid a visit and we had been making plans for them when school was out for spring break. It just didn't happen like we thought it would. Now JT and his Goons KNEW Annabelle and the other girls were not only asking us out, but paying for our meals when they got back to campus....and of course, came looking for us. To be honest, we planned on hiding behind the girls skirts, though not literally. We just didn't believe they would do what they did to us out in public on that Tuesday.
When JT and his Goons found us, I was with Annabelle, while Aaron was with Carol, Fridge's girlfriend. We were talking about where to go when I heard someone say hey and next thing I know we're being beaten and kicked with the girls screaming for them to stop. They didn't. This is when JT grabbed Annabelle's arm and said you and I are AN ITEM and I don't want you going out with this tree monkey, understand? Then he slapped her?! That's when I kicked his ankle as hard as I could with my foot and that was the last thing I remember until waking up at the campus infirmary....and surprisingly, finding Annabelle and Ginger there. Seems the local tv station had a crew doing interviews with everyone on campus on what they thought was happening to those on the football team, the cow poo, etc. When they heard the girls screaming, they immediately ran to where the screaming was happening and started filming as we layed on the ground being beaten. Then two campus security guys showed up because of the screaming. Cops were called with JT, Vermin, Cowboy and Rocky taken to jail.
Now a couple of things happened afterwards. At the infirmary, I got two loose teeth and a cut ear while Aaron got a couple of bruised ribs, one of them slightly cracked and a broken finger. Of course, both of us had black eyes and a bunch of bruises from their fists and feet. Thing is, while there, we got our first kiss from the girls. I said to Annabelle that I wished my Mom was here like when I was a kid. She asked what I meant and told her that when I'd scrape my knee, elbow, etc., she'd washed it and then give it a kiss to make me feel better. She said oh really, at which time I said and pointed to a bruise on my cheek and said this one hurts. She tells me this is a pretty pathetic attempt to get a kiss at which point I kind of sniffled and tried looking as sad and miserable as possible. Well, like I wrote earlier about neither of us being Mensa material, Aaron was just as quick to say and do the same thing to Ginger. The girls looked at each other and said okay, then we got a kiss on our cheeks. Then we pointed to another spot on our chins and got another kiss there. Then I touched my lips saying this one hurts too and Aaron almost screwed up because he was going for his other cheek until he saw where I was touching myself. Annabelle and Ginger both hesitated and they both told us this was the LAST KISS and do we understand that? Oh yeah, oh yeah....but I said it REALLY hurts there. Later, Aaron and I talked this over and couldn't believe we didn't get just a kiss, but slight taste of tongue to boot! Add to this while they were bending over to make us feel better, we were both trying to look down their blouses. We figured that they both saw what we were trying to do the first time in looking down them, so on our 2nd and 3rd kisses, they took their time in SLOWLY bending over us!
Nurse Ratched said we needed to go to the hospital for more thorough examinations and tests and we were surprised that Annabelle and Ginger insisted on taking us to the hospital instead of the school calling for an ambulance. The good thing was we didn't have to pay for any of this. While being examined at the dispensary, we told Annabelle and Ginger that this was the JT and other Goons of his that Aaron and I have had to deal with much of our life. The hospital examinations for us took a couple of hours including having xrays and a MRI done. What surprised us was finding them still waiting for us while all of this was done and then Annabelle offering to take us home. We said no, because you saw what he did to us on campus, who knows what they'll do if they find out where we live and no one's around next time? She says she and Ginger wouldn't tell JT and besides, we're thru. I said who's thru and she said she told JT off for several reasons. One was because they ganged up on us like we had told her and Ginger before being attacked and finding out he's been seeing other women. Asked what she thought of the photos of JT and Goons Inc. being posted on campus and around town. She thought in one way it was funny, another, a bit crude. I replied I thought it was a good joke on them and if I had my way, I'd give 'em a medal or at least take 'em out for lunch. As it is, told her that we had gotten two complete sets of every photo AND two sets of those monogrammed panties that we framed and have hanging on our apartment wall. That while we may not be the brightest bulbs in a pack, EVERYONE (meaning the campus) knew they were GIRL panties and wondered who had been wearing them. Boy, did her face turn red when I said that. Had them drop us off at a bus stop and of course once they were headed away from us, no problem finding a shadow behind a dumpster in an alleyway and then back home.
Aaron and I of course were pressing charges but things didn't work out and once again we learned how life IS vs what it should be. For one thing, the video never made it on the news....JT's father and we think the college made sure of that. Remember, JT and the others were THE big men on campus being on the football team and of course, JT's dad had made more than one donation to the college along with others who were well off. Thing is, never got my hands on that video because it seems it got “accidentally” erased. But he didn't get those few video's by students on campus....we thought. When Aaron and I TRIED to get copies of them by passing the word around and guess what? JT's Dad at work once again. Not only was the video deleted from the phones, but the SIM cards were also paid for and taken. Of course, we were still determined in filing charges against all of them AND we got a lawyer, who was quite happy to represent us for the first few days, then told us he had other cases to deal with and refunded us IN FULL, our retainer of one thousand dollars. And no, JT's dad never came down to the college but we found out later he had sent six men to clean up JT's latest escapade. That last week, well it was a kind of nightmare. The only good thing about it was Annabelle and Ginger asking if we'd like to eat out every day. Of course we accepted and got a surprise from both of them: they had told their Dads what had happened not only about the beating we got, but also what happened to all the videos and having NO lawyer in town willing to take our case. And it seems our assault charge paperwork had “some how” gone missing. All of this happened the week of our finales and of course, the following week was going to be spring break with Annabelle and Ginger taking off for Florida with the other girls. They said after all, it was spring break and we'd understand, wouldn't we? And honestly, we did because it was a big social thing for those who could afford it.
Friday, finals were over and had our last lunch with the girls, but this time we provided lunch: fried chicken, a salad with scratch ranch dressing and potato salad that we had cooked/made and of course, lots of bottled water for the girls who by this time realized there was no difference between what they had been drinking vs what other people drank. We still had a lot of visible bruises on our faces, but this time no kisses to make them feel better even when we sniffled and tried looking pathetic as possible. The girls just smiled and shook their heads when they said no. Hey, we had to try right? While they were now kind of liking us, it wasn't the kind of liking we wanted if you know what I mean. Aaron did the chicken while I did the salad, potato salad and ranch dressing which was put in a empty and cleaned mayonnaise jar because we're didn't know if the girls would like it or not. And besides, we liked dipping our chicken in it, some of which was poured onto our paper plates. And yes, the girls were surprised we had cooked it and again when we led them to an area which had a lot of shade under one of the schools trees. The only thing we felt was wrong with out lunch with the girls was having everything brought in a cardboard box, which really was a surprise to them when we started pulling out the food. Neither of us had thought to buy a picnic basket for this occasion. Didn't know if JT and Goons Inc. would try for us a second time, but Aaron and I agreed that if they did, we'd hit the shadows for the nothingness consequences be darned. Nothing happened and we figured JT's Dad told him and the others to lay low because of what happened that Saturday....the day after our lunch with the girls.
It occurred to Aaron that since there were no video's and we couldn't get a lawyer....there was still our visit to the schools dispensary with it's paperwork of our injuries. I got a bad feeling as soon as we walked into the dispensary because Nurse Ratched wasn't there and had been there for a number of years. Instead, there was a new nurse, Alex Price, who told us about Ratched's sudden departure due to some sort of family emergency. We looked at each other and knew this was more of JT's Dad's handy work as there was no record of our being there. We didn't screw around getting to the hospital. Stepped inside a janitors closet and found another shadow at the hospital. And of course, at the front desk there was no listing of us being there. And if you're wondering, we never thought at the time of getting a copy of anything because the school was paying for it. We didn't bother about seeing the dean. It was The Wolfmobile all over again, but this time we were The Wolfmobile.
Now Aaron and I were really getting bummed out with not only having to deal with the stress of finals, our injuries, then what we were going thru in trying to get JT and Goons Inc. charged with assault. That Friday night, there's a knock on our apartment door....and it's some guy who says he wants to talk with us about our “incident” earlier this week. Used a shadow to check the guy out and not only was he was alone, there weren't any other people on the first floor vestibule. Aaron asked who was it as maybe it being a cop who was actually investigating the assault...instead, how about it being JT's Dad?! I got back into our apartment and asked how do we know this as we're not about to open our door to anyone at this time of night, especially since what's happened. I said if you're JT's Dad, slip your drivers license thru the mail slot. Kind of surprised when he did. It had JT's last name on it, quickly followed by one of his business cards. First time either of us had actually known what JT's Dad looked like. Well, Aaron opened the door and I kind of stood behind it to slam it quick in case someone tried rushing into the apartment....yeah, we were getting that paranoid. Well, it seems he was here to “clear up this little incident” and actually said because of our financial status, he'd give us one thousand dollars to forget this “incident”, along with of course, signing a legal document stating that we released his son and friends of any and all liability in this matter?! And as for the thousand for compensation....it was to be SPLIT between both of us?! Said we had basically brought it on ourselves in trying to rustle heifers that didn't belong to us.
We just kind of stood there stunned and then I thought of the perfect response to his “offer”. I asked Aaron what's the difference between a lawyer and a jellyfish? Aaron didn't know, so I said one's a spineless, poisonous blob. The other is a form of sea life. Boy, did JT's Dad face turn not only red, but then a little bit purple. Then he asked us if that was REALLY our final answer, at which time I asked Aaron why did God make snakes just before lawyers. And when he shook his head no, I replied: to practice. At which time JT's Dad left, leaving our door open which we quickly closed and locked. I went to the kitchen window and saw JT's Dad (whose first name was Harrison) get into a cab. Turned to Aaron and said he probably flew in to the municipal airport which will take at least thirty, maybe forty-five minutes tops. I asked him to get some things while I dealt with Harrison. Aaron didn't hesitate going for the stuff requested while I headed for darkened bathroom. The funny thing about this was he started singing the theme song from the old Batman tv series, but instead of saying Batman, it was Blackman! When I heard that, turned around and he's giving me a thumbs up....I gave him one back.
Once in the nothingness, started concentrating on that taxi. Found it and found myself in the trunk of it, but then concentrated on Harrison and of course, there was that darkness/shadow between his back and the cabs seat. He never felt his wallet leave his back pocket or a kind of organizer/checkbook thing in his coat along with his cell phone and keys. Then it was his briefcase on the seat besides him which disappeared when the cab went under a dark highway overpass. Yeah, I was really learning how to use my ability. Back to Aaron who was ready and all I did was drop the stuff on the livingroom floor. I said to him to the nothingness cave Robin and when he asked where we were going, I said the airport, so hurry up. Now we'd been to the airport once to see a friend off, so I knew what to concentrate on. No commercial flights were leaving at the time, so we figured Harrison came in via the the private airplane section of the airport. Once there, asked where was Harrison's airplane at as he was going to give us a ride back to the capital. This is when we found out Harrison was also a multi-engine pilot and had flown here himself in the plane he owned. We were told what to look for, but of course we couldn't go out there till he showed up. So I look out the window onto the tarmac and saw his plane. I said I gotta use the bathroom, do you mind, at which point Aaron said he had to go too. From the locked and dark bathroom went back to our place for some things and of course, there was no trouble getting inside the darkened plane. I smashed the cockpit instruments and various panels with my hammer, while Aaron cut up four seats and a small couch with his box cutter. We took the garbage pail under the bar and also using the garbage bag, we filled both with liquor and from a small fridge, a bunch of delicacies like Russian caviar. And by the way, we both agreed that stuff was nasty! But since there were something like two dozen, two once tins of it, our friends at school were quite happy to receive the booze and some of the delicacies. Found out later the caviar sold for $300 PER TIN! We had just finished and were ready to leave when Aaron called out that it looked like Harrison coming towards us. I quickly grabbed a couple of seat belts, clicked them together, then strung them thru the handle of the airplanes interior door, then to two different seats. Then it was back to our place to look over our spoils. Once again JT was spreading his fleas, this time to his father.
Back at our place with a lot better quality loot than we had gotten from JT and Goons Inc. so we decided to check out his dads stuff. Eight hundred dollars in that organizer/check book thing, fourteen hundred in his wallet, along with some business cards that had what looked like some sort of code on the back of each one. His phone had some sort of code lock on it and we put it aside for a bit....until it started ringing?! Of course, since it was locked, we couldn't and wouldn't of taken the call to begin with. So I put it aside and went to open the briefcase when Aaron said wait a minute we gotta get rid of the phone. Asked him why and he replied that our phones don't have a gps option on 'em, but this one does....and they're accurate to a couple hundred feet?! Aaron used a towel to wipe any prints off of it and left it on the grass in front of the apartment complex near where Harrison had gotten into the cab. As to the briefcase, we hit the mother load! How about THIRTY-EIGHT THOUSAND DOLLARS!!! And apparently Harrison was not just a lawyer, but a fixer from a couple of contracts that were going to be signed in return for “critical expert knowledge”....with “fee's” ranging from $2,000 to $6, 000. Thing is, we did recognize one name on one of the contracts right off the bat...a high ranking state official who had been PUBLICLY fighting against the state signing a contract with a union.
We decided to call it quits as it had been a long day for us and both of us were beat, emotionally more than anything else. Then get call from the temp agency, asking if either of us were available for work Saturday morning. Both of us had worked at that company before where they made plastic pots for plants/flowers and zip ties for computer printouts. Thing was, it was only for four hours, but they'd kick in a twenty-five dollar bonus because of the short notice. Aaron and I looked at each other and we both knew one of us was going to take the job because it meant extra money for us. I know....why would we even consider taking a job like that when we still had something like 98% of the money from JT, etc. and that wasn't counting what we got from his Dad? It was because we needed every dime we could get our hands on as we had three more years of college to get thru and that's not cheap even with our 25% discount scholarship money from the college. Now most of the time, it was no problem for us to buy groceries separately because we always kept a list of what we needed/wanted and believe me, the needed stuff was a lot shorter than the wanted stuff. So let's say we ran out of milk that afternoon and one of us had to go to the store for more to use in tomorrow's cereal. So I'd ask Aaron if he was going to the store because we're out of milk. He hadn't planned on it and of course, neither of us really wanted to go to the store just for milk. I'd look at him and he'd look right back at me and then we'd both nod and play rock, scissors, paper. In this case, I lost and told the temp agency I'd take the job. Thing is, I KNEW I was going to take the job even if he had lost because he had to deal with those ribs and finger of his.
And my brother can be such a dick at times. In this case, he “casually” mentions since he doesn't have to work tomorrow, he's going fishing at the river near by and he was oh so sorry I couldn't make it as he was sure the fish would be really biting in the early morning! Now usually it would take up to an hour via the city bus to get there, but with my ability, used it to get a little more sleep. Of course, got up a little early so I could take him and his gear to the river, then I took off for work. Both of us were hoping he'd catch a lot of fish.....as in so many, we'd have a stash of them in the freezer as well as cooking some in aluminum foil on our barbque. Ramen noodles gets old, fast. As it was, I made quota which really wasn't a good thing because Aaron and I would have contests against each other on who could produce more. And if you're wondering, we didn't get paid more for exceeding production quotas. It simply helped us pass the time a little quicker.
When I got home, went right back to bed. Thought about going to the river with my fishing gear, but thought maybe he'd like to go again tomorrow. That's because it would give us a chance to put more food in the freezer. Think I slept for about four hours or so before feeling better and some time right after that, I see Aaron coming out of the bathroom and grinning like the Cheshire Cat in that old Disney Alice In Wonderland cartoon. He says you won't believe this and gestures me to come into the bathroom. Asks do I see anything different and didn't at first, then saw first his fishing gear and in the tub was the fish he had caught. I said that's great, want to go again tomorrow? He says no, no, no....you're not looking. Asked what I should be looking at and he says look at the mirror. Now with Aaron being a little short, we had gotten a milk crate for him to stand on when shaving....not that he ever did much shaving, but with the extra height, it made it easier for him. So I look and said I see nothing but a mirror and that's when he says touch it, which I did. Then he says watch me and he doesn't touch the mirror, but actually sticks his hand into it, just past his wrist! It was on Aaron's fishing trip that he discovered and used his ability.
It wasn't quite a full dawn when I left him at the river and of course, he'd call me when he was done fishing. He'd been fishing for an hour or so and not having much luck, so he'd move down river a little bit. It wasn't till two hours after that, that the fish started biting further down the river. There's a lot of brush along the river and a two lane bicycle path that follows the river. Now Aaron was standing there thinking he had spent almost six to eight hours on the river and had a lot of fish for us to clean when he got home and was going to call me, but this was when he saw SIX guys talking with some homeless guy who points at him?! Now Aaron had briefly talked with the homeless guy and actually gave him a couple of his fish to eat earlier. Now the six guys are walking towards him and Aaron didn't like this, so he headed down the bike path walking a bit faster than normal. He wasn't sure if they were coming for him, so he angled off to the right, then looked back...yes, they were following him. This is when he took off running and of course, they started running after him. Now we didn't use tackle boxes when fishing, but small backpacks that would carry a couple of compartment type plastic boxes where we had our fish hooks, lures, etc. along with our stringers and Mora knives that we'd use to clean the fish with at the river. From Dollar tree, we'd get a box of aluminum foil that was designed to break into small sheets and with a small bottle of mayo, we could bake the fish there at the one of parks barbecues. Ever try running with a stringer full of fish in one hand and the other has your rod while your pack is bouncing around on your back? It's a bit award to say the least, but Aaron wasn't about to let go of either one.
That's when he saw it....the public bathroom and headed for it with those six guys catching up to him. He said he was lucky in that the bathroom he picked was not only the mens room, but also empty. Now those park bathrooms are single, meaning for one person at a time and usually kept pretty clean, though at times you were on your own toilet paper wise because of some of the homeless. Which is why we each always carried a roll of it with us when fishing. So Aaron locks the door and right off the bat goes to call me....but his phone's missing from his jacket pocket! It had fallen out when he was running some where between the bicycle path and bathrooms. Thing is, while the bathrooms had a total of six windows, two on three of the walls, they were only some-thing like six inches high and two feet long....enough to let light in and of course too small for even Aaron to get thru and of course, out of his reach. He also had no way of breaking a window. Then he hears the door handle being jiggled and a voice saying we know you're in there kid. Come on out and let's talk things over because if we have to force our way in.... Then the voice saying Mister Trenton (JT's Dad, remember?) has thought it over and is willing to renegotiate the settlement on that incident occurring earlier this week. We're authorized to pay each of you one thousand dollars AND he will pay for your and your friends next years tuition in full. And all you two have to do is sign the contract we have with us.
Aaron didn't say a word, hoping that they might think he wasn't in there and figured that wouldn't work because they knew someone was in there as the bathroom door was locked. So he tried bluffing his way out by making his voice as deep as possible and saying he didn't know who they were looking for, but they better haul a$$ because he was going to make a 911 call. Now Aaron's got his ear next to the door when he hears one of them saying you got your picks? Another voice says yeah, but they're in the car at which point he's told to get them. NOT good. So Aaron tries pretending he's calling 911, this time saying men are going to pick the lock on the bathroom and he thinks they're armed. That's when he's told nice try kid, but we saw you enter the bathroom and by the way, we got your cell phone?! Aaron quietly walked back to the corner and found himself looking in the mirror and he was thinking what can he do because he couldn't reach me and we both figured if he had opened the door, he'd of been made an offer he couldn't refuse. We figured he'd get beat up and sign anything they wanted just to stop the pain. And of course, they could do this in the privacy of the bathroom.
So he's staring at the mirror repeatedly asking himself what could he do and he wished he had a window to crawl out from like at the schools bathroom over and over again...then he saw the mirror moving. He explains it as think of a rock dropped in a pool of water and the ripples made in the water. That's what mirrors look like to him when he concentrates on his ability. Now Aaron wasn't sure if it had really happened, but after thinking about escaping thru a window, the rippling came back which at that time, he thought he was losing his mind and went to put his hand to the mirror...and it went into the mirror past his wrist! This was when he realized he had also been changed. He didn't hesitate in tossing his pack, rod and reel and of course, the fish into the mirror quickly followed by him with him using the sink to get into the mirror easier. Which I thought was pretty ballsy of him because he had NO idea what was going to happen to him when he finished crawling thru the mirror. But having watched me and me explaining what I was doing in the nothingness, it didn't take long for Aaron to figure out what to do with his new found ability....but that he had to be more specific when looking for a mirror while he's in what he calls The Light.
He was thinking of A bathroom mirror and not specifically ours when one of the bits of light came forward and without REALLY checking it out first, stepped feet first thru the mirror which was hung several feet above the toilet. Then his foot slipped on the water tank of the toilet....and promptly falls on a man that was bent over and who HAD been using the toilet. Well, things got worse because Aaron realized he had just fallen on the President of the United States while he was in his private residence of the White House! Aaron said the President let out a screech and knew he had to get out of there asap as soon as he recognized the man. Thing is, when Aaron went to get off the man and the President was trying to get up, Aaron hit him in the nose with his knee! Aaron went to use the toilet to get on top of the water tank to gain access to the mirror......and one of his feet slips and goes into the toilet?! He gets his foot out of it and had just enough time to climb on top of the toilets water tank and get out of there via the mirror as he heard what he figured was the Secret Service rushing in because of the Presidents screaming bloody murder. This time he CAREFULLY thought of our bathroom and even stuck his head out from the mirror to make sure he had the right one. Of course, I'm laughing and then suddenly stopped.......I said uh, I hate mentioning this, but you don't have any Presidential poo on the bottom of your shoe do you? So when he looked, so did I and fortunately the President hadn't proceeded with solid operations so to speak. Of course Aaron quickly washed off the shoe that had slipped in the toilet, but we were later both wondering....what kind of toilet paper does the President of the United States use?
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Post by texican on Aug 30, 2018 14:47:41 GMT -6
WillC,
These boys are primed to get into more trouble....
Thanks for the chapter....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Aug 30, 2018 15:20:21 GMT -6
WillC, These boys are primed to get into more trouble.... Thanks for the chapter.... Texican.... Ya know, some times I'd like to feel sorry for the President of the United States with all these changed/affected/etc. running amuck in the U.S. and of course, other parts of the world. Remember when Ben put a dunce cap on his head and a wide load sign on his wifes behind in his early years of being affected? As for the boys, they haven't even started using their abilities. There's JT and a couple of Goons left to deal with for example. They're just busy going to school and working when ever they can.
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Post by 9idrr on Aug 30, 2018 20:25:08 GMT -6
If'n you'll keep writin' this stuff, I'll sure keep readin' it. Good to know there's someone else out there with a mind that's about as warped as mine.
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Post by willc453 on Sept 7, 2018 7:56:18 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 10
Asked him when did all of this happen and he wasn't sure, but maybe like the last 10-15 minutes? Told him we's a huntin' bear and when I said that, he REALLY smiled. Now if you're wondering, that was our secret saying meaning go all out, don't let nothin' stop us. For example when we'd go fishing as kids with the intention of catching the biggest and most fish anyone had ever caught. Of course more than once, the bear got us, meaning we came back empty handed. It's also from a song called Rubber Duck by C.W. McCall...Aaron's Dad's a big country and western music fan. I said let's go back to the parks bathroom and he had no trouble pulling me into The Light. Then we're both looking inside the bathroom via the mirror while also listening to them talk. Aaron concentrated and made it so I could see/hear while in The Light like I had done for him in the nothingness. They had no idea how Aaron had gotten away, unless he used the womans bathroom instead of the mens or simply kept running, keeping the building between him and us, so apparently they never saw Aaron go into the bathroom. But then there was that fake bluff by someone by someone inside and no one's there when they opened the door? I wanted to know what these guys looked like so I'd know who we're dealing with and took the chance of sticking part of my head thru the mirror....and was seen by two of these thugs! Yanked my head back really quick and we heard one guy say a head just popped out of that mirror!! The others said he was crazy, but then a second guy said he saw the head too. This is when one of 'em came over to the mirror and tapped it a couple of times, then said you guys are crazy....it's impossible for anyone to come out of a mirror. Now we would have been alright, but then Aaron and I were always fans of the Three Stooges. And what does Aaron do? As the guy got close to inspect the mirror and started tapping on it, Arron uses two fingers to poke the guys eyes! Suddenly we hear shouting, get out, get out while the guy who got poked was yelling he was blind, he was blind. We wished it was so, but it wasn't and maybe thirty seconds later, he too was out the door and running for his life.
Now since I had seen four of the six, told Aaron we need to get in the nothingness NOW because neither of us knew how good his ability really was, while I had mine down pretty pat AND more experience. Back to our bathroom, my closet and then the nothingness. From shadows cast by trees, I was able to follow them, then see them get in a Humvee....but only four made it. The other two got pulled into separate nothingness and they got really motivated when one of the four sees the second guy suddenly sink into and disappear into the nothingness like it was watery quicksand via a trees shade/shadow. They're getting into the Humvee made it even easier for me because remember the darkness between a body and the seat cushions? When the third guy disappeared, the driver REALLY screamed in terror, lost control of the Humvee and rear ended a police car which had been parked at a doughnut shop. Fortunately, the two policemen were walking out of the shop at the time. The last thug disappeared into the nothingness and I always wondered what the cops thought of some guy who HAD been driving the Humvee, crashes into their squad car and suddenly there's no driver. Now Aaron and I didn't know what to do with these guys as we didn't know if they were armed or not. Since they wouldn't die from lack of air, figured just leave them there until we could decide what to do, but then there was JT's dad to deal with asap. The good thing about them being in the nothingness was one of the thugs in the Humvee was TRYING to call Harrison, but of course getting no cell phone reception.
So Aaron went into the light, while I hit the nothingness. While mirrors are common, they're not everywhere and of course different sizes; while there are shadows/dark spots everywhere no matter what time of day it is. What helps Aaron with his ability is to actually see in the dark when looking thru a mirror. For example, a bathroom mirror in a darkened bathroom, vestibule, bedroom, etc. I was delayed in getting back to Aaron at the agreed time because I found TWO really big black spots in the house and two smaller ones. The smaller ones were safes: a small and medium one. The small one was in a wall, while the medium was in the floor. I grabbed everything from those two and left them in the nothingness.
The first large dark room was a panic room not only with food, water and quality liquor, but was surprised to see guns and ammo in it....LOTS of guns and ammo and some of the rifles were AUTOMATIC'S, meaning when you pulled the trigger, ALL the bullets would be shot at one time. I only recognized one of them, a Thompson sub-machine gun and only because I had seen a couple of episodes of old The Untouchables tv series. These became part of the stuff in the packs when we made bob's for our families and ourselves, though at the time, we didn't know we were making bobs. I wanted us to take everything and locked the panic room from the inside so it couldn't be opened from the outside. That turned out to be a good idea. Thing is, Harrison was always telling how people didn't need guns, that's why we have police. He was all for people only owning shotguns and single shot rifles for hunting and defense should be left to the police. I figured we would take everything after checking out the second dark spot but this was when I decided to see what Harrison was up to. He was talking to someone on his cell phone (not the one we had taken of course) and was using a number written in a little notebook he had in his hands. He was raising heck with some guy named Thomas, wanting to know why hadn't he heard back from those who were to make those smart a** college kids understand the way of the world. Now I couldn't hear what the other guy was saying until I thought about it. There's NO light on the inside of a phone, right? Which meant most of the speaker was also in the dark. Then I was hearing both of them via the phones speaker! Not that they heard anything I was hearing in the nothingness. Later on, Aaron and I would later call that ability our silence spell from our D&D game days so we could talk between ourselves in the nothingness or the light, but no one would hear us that was in the nothingness or the light. Shortly after learning that trick, we learned how we could fix it so people could see and hear us in the nothingness/the light if when we willed it but at that time, we had to hold hands which was kind of awkward while in the nothingness or the light.
I thought the second dark area was going to be another panic room. Not quite. How about it being filled with paintings, small statues that look like something from the Aztec and other periods, lots of coins, paper money, stamps and other things in various sized glass display cabinets. Aaron's waiting for me outside of my closet and when I appeared, told him we needed pillow cases quick. We put all the stuff from the safes into the pillow cases and back to the closet at which time we dumped the pillow cases out on the livingroom floor. Yeah, Aaron's eyes bugged out just like mine did when seeing all that money for the first time. Later on when we had time, we counted it and it came to FIVE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS?!
Had to shake Aaron to bring him out of his stupor of staring at all that money. Told him grab our last two pillow cases (we had four total at the time) as there's even more stuff to get in another room. He didn't hesitate and when he came back, told him about what I had originally thought to be one of two panic rooms. Almost took off for the place but he said we needed to be covered like we were when we used JT's and the others credit cards at the banks atm's just in case, including using rubber gloves. We cleaned out Harrison's treasure chamber as we called it because it look so much like a D&D treasure chamber when we played the game not long ago. Harrison had so much stuff there we would have had to make multiple trips with four pillow cases, so I went to one of Harrison's six bedrooms, taking four more really big pillows with the pillow cases. And they were NOT cheap Walmart pillows and cases either.
It was in the second bedroom while getting more pillow cases, that things went a little crazy. I had come out from underneath the bed and had just picked up the two pillows when JT's Mom comes out from the bathroom! I didn't know or realize that I was in their bedroom of course. She let out a screech, but when I turned around to see who was screeching, she REALLY let out a screech and moved so fast for the bedroom door that it almost looked like she was a female version of The Flash in action from the news clips we'd seen on different news reports via the school library's pc's. Of course shortly after everyone started getting changed with the superhero's helping everyone and battling the bad guys, gone were the days of a film clip showing a policeman helping a mother duck and her ducklings get safely across a road, some little girl selling lemonade and being told she had to have a business license, etc. If there was ANYTHING about changed people, it was immediately aired on the news. Of course since the woman had actually seen me, had to come up an excuse on how I got away. So grabbed the chair that was in front of her vanity desk and threw it thru a window and quickly went under the bed to the nothingness and back to Aaron. Told Aaron what happened, he was laughing, then quit laughing. He said we needed to KNOW what Harrison was going to do because we just may not have the time to take everything out of here. We locked the inside of the treasure chamber and went to his panic room to watch everything on the monitors.
His wife comes running down the stairs screaming about a burglar in their bedroom and Harrison didn't hesitate, but went to the wall and hit what we called his panic button with him and his wife going for their panic room....which was locked of course and that REALLY set the two of them off. What surprised us was when he opened a panel in the wall and took out a shotgun and started loading it. Since we were in the panic room, we could see each other normally, along with talking. Figured this place was sound proofed, which it was. In MAYBE five minutes, three police cars pulled up to their home, guns drawn. They entered the house and started calling out for Harrison and his wife who promptly answered. We noticed unlike many Youtube videos showing cops in action, the cops didn't point their guns at them, scream at them to get on the ground or even attempt to take the shotgun from Harrison. They actually escorted the two to the “safety” of a police car! We figure within ten minutes of his wife seeing me, that TWELVE MORE police cars arrived, including a K-9 unit which immediately started patrolling the property while the rest went to search the house. Of course, they found the busted bedroom window, so while some kept checking the house, the others joined the searched of the perimeter. We later learned this was the ENTIRE police force (including the chief of police) coming out with sirens screaming and lights flashing. This included those that were off duty and at home. This was when Aaron said while this is fun to watch, BUT we gotta empty the treasure chamber NOW. So we got busy taking everything except four suits of European armor (too big and heavy) which actually took us almost two hours. Yes, Harrison had that much stuff in it. It was in there that I found a THIRD safe which had a bunch of cd's, photos, thumb drives, 8mm films and some things that Hacker later told us were floppy disks, something we hadn't heard of or seen before. It wasn't until a couple of weeks later that we remembered them and had Hacker check them out. We decided to leave everything in the nothingness until we could figure out what we had and how valuable everything was. With the money I had gotten from Harrison's safe, we were in NO hurry to check these things out. We were getting ready to leave for home when Aaron suggested I check for any more black areas as I failed to see that panel with the shotgun in it. I said okay and discovered they had a small basement, but it was filled with liquor and had one of those cigar things. You know, where the temperature is controlled. We took all the liquor and cigars for our friends at school.
I'm sure you're wondering what being in the light is like. It's the opposite of the nothingness, but instead of complete darkness/blackness, it's white AND bright. So bright at first that you had to keep your eyes closed, as it was almost painful. Which is why Aaron worked it so no one couldn't see/hear anything unless he willed it. Now remember originally how I had to hold Aaron's hand so he could see/hear everything? Worked on that in the beginning so when I, then he and and later, others were brought into the light/nothingness, he/they could see/hear us or others in the nothingness/light without having to hold hands when we willed it. Now all of this started on that Friday with JT's dad visit to our apartment, followed by his thugs going after Aaron on Saturday and on Sunday, paying JT's dad a “visit” as we started calling them. The following week would be the first week of spring break. We were exhausted to tell the truth, between being beaten up and everything afterwards.
Now after everyone started getting changed and of course some of them raising Cain, others were trying to stop them or help people in trouble, we had the FBI come out for an interview at our place. This was about 3-4 months after we returned from Grandmas and we got our first interview by the FBI. Remember, MILLIONS of Americans alone had been on planes when the change happened, so the FBI/Homeland Security had A LOT of people to check on and of course, tracking down. Homeland Security got involved once some of the changed started breaking the law like blatantly robbing banks which included not only killing policemen in some of them, but making them and innocent bystanders mentally retarded or having amnesia for various amounts of time. Then there were those robbing banks and leaving no trace like Ben did later on, others robbing casinos, armored cars, big name jewelry stores, etc. Not that we knew we had been changed at the time of course.
It was Agents Miss Peabody and Mr. Sherman who did the interviewing. To us, it was really exciting because we'd not only never been interviewed by the FBI, but they were the first FBI agents we actually got to meet. And to tell the truth, we were also kind of scared because we couldn't figure out just what we might of seen or done that would have these people wanting to interview us. Remember, we didn't have much furniture wise in the place. Like our one tv, along with our game consoles and games were resting on some milk crates from Scolari's market with boards we had gotten by taking apart some pallets we had gotten thru a listing on Craigslist. This was when The Wolfmobile came in handy. We had sat on the floor originally and later used some milk crates with some used cushions bought from the local thrift store. The only “real” furniture we had was the kitchen table and of course, only two chairs. Wasn't until later that we were given a couch, coffee table and lamp with no shade from our landlady. The idea of the FBI investigating the theft of milk crates seemed ludicrous.
Of course Aaron opened the door without question and called out who was knocking at the door as I was in my bedroom laying out my clothes on the closet shelf (no dresser, remember?) after getting them cleaned and dried at the laundry room in the apartment complex downstairs. Their interview with us really didn't last that long.....maybe twenty minutes or so? The interviews were done separately, with me being “grilled” by Agent Peabody while Aaron was done by Agent Sherman. Then I was interviewed by Agent Sherman, while Agent Peabody did Aaron....you know, doing a variation of the same line of questioning and them comparing notes. I think we were kind of pain in the behinds to them to tell the truth or maybe better yet, rubes. You know, unsophisticated country bumpkins because we asked to see their badges as we'd never seen real ones. I mean, seeing something that's suppose to look like them on the old tv series X-Files is one thing, but to actually see real ones was something different and unique. Agent Peabody was a nice lady, though Agent Sherman was kind of a grumpy old guy.
We called out folks once a month to let them know how we were doing in school, etc., but called them a week ahead of time about this. Both our Dads were surprised at this...you know, that the government was thinking we had been changed. Of course when we called, both our Dads wanted to talk to us, so Aaron and I were busy swapping phones, telling the others Dad what had happened. But when they asked how The Wolfmobile was doing, there was silence from both of us for a bit. Finally told them what had happened and both were really mad. What surprised us was the two of them offering to buy us another van but we declined, saying there was only one Wolfmobile and besides, there was no doubt JT and Goons Inc. would do a job on it if they found out about it. The other was we'd make it on our own as that's how they raised us. Aaron's Dad said that some day, he hoped JT, his “Goons” and JT's dad would get what was coming to them and that we (Aaron and I) were there when it happened.
I'm sure many remember when DC and Marvel SUED the superhero's for copyright infringement using their comic book hero's names! Thing is, these men and women NEVER used the superhero's names...they just responded to it when the public and of course, reporters called out to them during their battles against the evil changed, after the battle was over or when they were helping people in trouble. While they (the comic book publishers) won their legal battle, they almost went out of business because basically NINETY-FIVE percent of their customers quit buying ALL their comics! Six months after winning their court case, both companies decided they had over done it with the lawsuit, telling the public they would give TEN PERCENT(?!) of the profits from the comics that were based on these REAL superhero's which was part of the original settlement. The public really howled about this and both companies were forced by public demand to give them FIFTY PERCENT of the NET profits which went to the various superhero leagues as more than one had family to support. Of course, then there residuals (royalties?) being made to those leagues for the various figures, games, etc. and later on, a couple of movies and tv cartoon series/Japanese anime movies. The Japanese were real big on this stuff and since they always did quality stuff....
And boy, did Ben complain more than once about not getting a cut of all of this because he was considered evil by many people and of course, basically ALL government officials, ESPECIALLY here in the U.S. Funny thing about that was, after he made “visits” as he called them to various government officials in his early changed years, the government not only actually improved, but STAYED that way. We know government being what it is, there's still greed, etc. within the government, but no way near like it was. Maybe you, like me and Aaron are kind of hoping he'll come back some day. You know, to our time, here. As to his brother Dwayne, other than Ben writing how he's working for the government, we haven't heard a word on his story even after seven years since the change occurred.
As to those thugs sent after us, it wasn't until the next day (Sunday) to figure out what to do with them. I mean, we couldn't just leave them in the nothingness forever you understand. Money was now no longer a problem, so we bought a bunch of bear spray and hand held tasers. Aaron hit the first thug in the stomach with his bat, and while he was bent over in pain, I sprayed him in the face with the bear spray, then Aaron zapped him. If Aaron had things his way, he'd of done all of this on his own, he was that mad. Not that I blamed him of course. Anyway, after all this, the thug was out like a light. It was that easy dealing with all six of them since they were each in their own nothingness and of course, NO cell phone coverage. We were both kind of surprised that none of them had guns, but then figured why would they, especially since they were working for JT's dad. I mean, they were sent to frighten us, at least we hoped so. And honestly, we would have been, but being changed our minds. Also consider how NONE of what happened to us and others (other than the loss of The Wolfmobile) would of happened if we hadn't been changed.
With them unconscious, we stripped them of everything but their underwear. This was when Aaron got his phone back. One was left outside a pen full of camels which we later figured out was in Outer Mongolia (we thought it was Egypt until we saw the yurts) and boy, was it cold there with the wind blowing like it was. Second went to the great wall of China where it ends near the ocean. Another went to an abandoned air base in Russia. Third went to Guadalcanal, a formerly famous U.S. island base during WW 2. Fourth was left on the runway of a military base in NORTH Korea under some fighter jet. The fifth went to a long abandoned Inca city in Peru which was slowly being recovered from the jungle by archaeologists. The sixth we left on the street of some small town in Tibet. In the nothingness, we accessed their phones, writing down the various numbers/ contacts from them, erasing all the information. After removing the batteries, we wiped the phones and batteries with a rag and tossed them into the ocean in Hawaii. From the beach, both of us were looking at the lights of Honolulu and agreed some day we'd actually like to visit there. Remember, even though we had a lot of money now, we were still thinking and planning on getting our degrees and hoping we could get jobs with Gold Coast, the D&D company I wrote about earlier. I mean, we were never going to be rich or famous IF we got those jobs, but some things money can't buy; one being job satisfaction. The other was we never thought of being superhero's fighting the bad changed people. Finish school, get our degrees and hopefully get jobs with Gold Coast.
Monday afternoon, the temp place called saying there were two full time jobs available at a book distribution company! Not only that, it was day shift, Monday thru Friday. Of course, I was happy with the news, but then had to explain we couldn't work there full time, but only during the two weeks of spring break because after that, we'd have to go to classes when the semester started again. Helen (the temp agency lady) knew this, but it was was okay as she needed two people to work there until she found two other people. But then she said after that job was done, she could get us working three days a week at a paint company and that kind of worried me because I was thinking of the Joker in the first Batman movie....you know, a place full of unknown chemicals. I kind of hesitated on that one and she asked what was wrong, so I explained. She laughed and said it was where paint rollers and paint sprayers were made and assembled for Wagner, the paint tool company, so no hazardous chemicals involved. Said I had to talk with Aaron but as far as I knew, we'd take both jobs. Aaron was busy helping Mrs. Hernandez (our landlady) move furniture in an apartment that she was soon going to be renting out. And that woman was a cleaner. When you entered, it was like the place was brand new and never been lived in. And because she'd helped us so many times like with furniture and meals, we were always glad to help her. Aaron said take the offers, then called Helen back to say okay on her job offers. Then I got busy helping him move furniture out of the apartment.
Even with us working and no school for a couple of weeks, we talked it over and decided blow some cash that Monday. No Lamborghini's, Ferrari's, etc....just two REFURBISHED Xbox 360's, a couple more used Halo games from Game Stop. And no, we didn't give our Xbox's away either because some of our games wouldn't play on the 360's which was a bummer. The last big splurge was not only getting a really great buy on a refurbished computer from Best Buy, but a NEW printer, two new thirty-two inch tv's, internet connection which we paid up front for a year along with a one year subscription to Microsoft's Xbox Live so we could also play against others or host our own private games. Before, we had been playing on Aaron's single nineteen inch tv because while taking mine to our new apartment, I slipped on the stairs and broke it. But playing Halo and other games like it with two players was a pain in the behind because it was played split screen. We really liked playing Halo 1 vs 1 sniper, but no fun when we could see where the other was hiding or getting ready to do some mayhem to the other. Now some might say they would of bought a Xbox 1, five foot HD tv, the latest computer, etc., etc. Thing is, we weren't happy with the things we just bought, but ecstatic. We had more money IN CASH than we ever imagined and it was the simple things like our 360's, etc. that made us even happier. With our abilities, no more riding the city bus anywhere in town whether it was to work or going to the store for groceries. And no more Ramen noodles....at least, having to eat them because we were so broke. Pork chops, chicken, steak, makings for salads, etc. now filled our freezer/refrigerator along with half a dozen boxes of cereal, soups, etc. in the cabinets.
Life was good and frankly, after dealing with JT, his Goons, his Dad and his thugs.... well quite honestly we thought about just letting things go. That is, no more revenge for what happened to The Wolfmobile, Aaron being terrorized by those thugs and even the two of us being beaten up. You know, live and let live. Not only that, with our abilities, we could actually see the world, something we never dreamed of though we'd need to get passports. In looking back, hard to believe we were that naive.
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Post by texican on Sept 8, 2018 23:02:55 GMT -6
If'n you'll keep writin' this stuff, I'll sure keep readin' it. Good to know there's someone else out there with a mind that's about as warped as mine. You know, this may be a compliant or not....
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Post by texican on Sept 8, 2018 23:22:23 GMT -6
You know, live and let live.
WillC,
Not going to happen....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Sept 9, 2018 17:01:00 GMT -6
To 9idrr & texican: the VA hospital has told me that as long as I stay on my meds, I don't need my machete, chainsaw and hockey mask. But if I ever want them back, all I need to do is go to the VA and they will take care of me. Which I think is really nice of them. As to "not going to happen", how could you give me such discouraging words? I mean after all, I always considered my stories to be spiritually uplifting...a kind of joyful and verbal response to the Shirley Temple song about the good ship lollipop or Judy Garland and her Somewhere Over The Rainbow.
Chapters 11, 12, 13 & 14 are actually ONE chapter with 11, 12 & 13 running 32 pages total and maybe 14 finishing at 6 or 7? Trying to finish 14 today, maybe tomorrow. Got another 2 chapters written as one chapter and 2 separate chapters also written up. Don't know how everyone else does it, but when I think of something I'll post the idea as a separate chapter and then go back and forth between it and other chapters I'm working on. This way I don't get bored. The hard part about the shadow series is remembering what the boys are doing time wise. As to the boys, have 2 different ideas and not sure which idea I'll go for. And from those 2 ideas are 2 more separate paths.
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Post by 9idrr on Sept 9, 2018 19:31:22 GMT -6
Some folks say that the VA will take care of you in ways other than what you might consider best. Personally, I sure can't complain about the care I've gotten from them. I have had lots of guys tell me I should go back and get my rating bumped up, it should be no problem to get it raised to 70 or 80, maybe even 100% but I can't see passin' myself off as totally disabled when I still go to work 6 days a week. Besides, they don't even know about my chainsaws and machetes. Hell, they'd probably want me to give up my voodoo dolls, too. BTW, sir, thanks for havin' served. Very small percentage of the population has chosen to do so.
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Post by texican on Sept 9, 2018 19:39:21 GMT -6
As to the boys, have 2 different ideas and not sure which idea I'll go for. And from those 2 ideas are 2 more separate paths.
WillC,
How about running a snippet of each by us and your avid readers will help you decide and we are certain that you will lead us down the dark paths again....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Sept 9, 2018 22:26:09 GMT -6
As to my VA comment, it was meant if I asked the VA for my machete, etc. they'd help me alright...right into a padded room with a really long sleeved jacket that you have to buckle in the back. As to the VA, oh yeah....they really have helped me, something I never imagined happening. Got fired from my last job as a truck driver and said screw it, I'm retiring at the age of 62. That's because I and my younger brother are qualified to do this, while our youngest brother has to wait till 70? As to me getting fired, it was the fourth time it's happened....and each time I got unemployment due to wrongful termination. Maybe you can tell I am NOT a good behind kisser? So now I got no health plan and had health problems. Sucked it up, dealt with it until younger brother got on my behind and took me to VA emergency room. Wasn't even sure I qualified because I'm always thinking of VETS, you know those who have trigger time like Dad, those who went to Vietnam, etc. VA said come on in, we'll take ya. I've read some of the horror stories at other VA hospitals, but the Reno and San Francisco ones can't be beat.
snippet: My family's story starts when many generations ago when my g,g,g, etc. grandfather was captured and along with others, taken to the United States, land of the free, AS SLAVES from some tribe on the western part of Africa. He was given the American name of Barnabas, not that this was his real name of course for this entry. He was seven years old and we never found out what happened to some of his other family members who were also captured other than they were sold to different owners when they reached America. From what I've read, slaves were packed in these slave ships tighter than sardines in a can and many died just getting here. The dead were simply tossed over the side whether it was a man, woman or child. No kind of memorial service for the dead either when this was done because we blacks weren't considered human by whites and therefore, “Christians”. We were bred like cattle which increased the slave owners number of slaves to work their plantations thru out the south while also selling their offspring for extra income..........this is the start of chapter 11 and continues to 14. Of course, there's other stuff written before this paragraph. ---------------- These snippets are from completed chapters....just wanted to give you an idea of what the future holds for the boys. And figured out which way to go with my story. Oh yeah, no particular order either:
When I woke up......I hear Aaron trying to scream rape, rape, rape and that REALLY woke me up because I was going to REALLY pound someone for trying to do this to my brother. ----------------------------------------- So he checked me for blood from any gunshot wound...you know, thinking maybe the other policeman in the emergency room had shot me with his gun instead of a taser. ---------------------------- Aaron went into the light and as for me, couldn't figure out if I was seeing some place in Fort Lauderdale or not. Said screw it, thought of Annabelle and got quite a shock when I saw her walking into her hotel room with some guy behind her. But when she turned on the light that was on a nightstand by her bed, saw it was JT right behind her with his hands on her shoulders! I just stood there stunned like I had been hit between my eyes with a baseball bat. Dreams...hopes....shattered. ------------- Aaron screamed JESUS CHRIST, JESUS CHRIST, but I was busy closing and locking the door to the port a potty. I asked him what was wrong and he almost shouted MY GOD D*AMN FOOT ALMOST WENT INTO THE TOILET!........We both froze like deer caught in a cars headlights when one of the security guards banged on the port a potty door......I must have THE craziest brother on this planet because in a high pitch, girly kind of voice he sings a line from an old song that goes “we hear you knocking, but you can't come in”! ------------------------ When we got home, we busted a gut laughing at the girls trying to hide under the bedding like some boogeyman was under the bed, just waiting to grab them ----------------------- I kind of sighed and Aaron did the same.....until we heard faint gunshots and then a police siren! Funny thing about it was we simply looked at each other and without saying a word, ran to our bedrooms for our gear, then into the nothingness. --------------------- Both of us came out from an empty bed in the emergency room, dragged the officer out of the nothingness and onto the bed. But as we did this, we must of made noise because one of the nurses saw us and wanted to know what we were doing, so Aaron started shouting officer down, officer down, needs assistance. --------------------------------- The problem was that darn K-9 dog who could somehow sense us even though he couldn't see, hear or smell us. Thing is, it was laying on all four paws/legs and either whining from time to time and GROWLING like it was saying I can't see you, but I KNOW there's something there. ----------------- I said let's do it. We had replaced ALL of our clothing and gloves, even our shoes because we simply didn't know if there was a spot of blood on any of them for possible DNA use. ---------------------------------- Agent Peabody said it's strange how my families story and hers both started after the Civil War. ---------------------------------------------- Aaron replied unless you have a warrant, you're NOT coming in. That REALLY infuriated Sherman who said under the national terrorist act, we do NOT need a warrant and not only that, you can be held incognito until there's a THOROUGH investigation of your activities. ----------------------- By Friday (last week of spring break), we had everything we needed but had also practiced beforehand in the nothingness what we were going to do beforehand. Aaron said it sounded really creepy when I made those ghostly moans, shaking a couple of feet of heavy duty chain and then seeing that skeletal hand/arm coming out from under our beds with the chain wrapped around its hand or seeing it without the chain when I opened the bathroom door with just the finger parts of the hand.
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Post by 9idrr on Sept 10, 2018 21:13:09 GMT -6
Okay, okay, you've had me hooked on this story. Runnin' teasers like this is enough to make me decide I can't leave this mortal plane 'til you finish this series. As for the VA, if you wore baggy green skin you're a vet. I've heard good stuff about Reno VA. Even been known to throw some change at Reno Veterans Guest House. I'm glad there're folks out there who'll provide a place for vets who have to travel.
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Post by texican on Sept 10, 2018 23:27:23 GMT -6
WillC,
It is pleasing that you are getting help at the VA. Treatment that you earned for being a Vet.
Now as to the story....
Aaron screamed JESUS CHRIST, JESUS CHRIST, but I was busy closing and locking the door to the port a potty. I asked him what was wrong and he almost shouted MY GOD D*AMN FOOT ALMOST WENT INTO THE TOILET!........We both froze like deer caught in a cars headlights when one of the security guards banged on the port a potty door......I must have THE craziest brother on this planet because in a high pitch, girly kind of voice he sings a line from an old song that goes “we hear you knocking, but you can't come in”!
You are just sinking the hooks in deeper and keeping us flopping around....
Keep on knocking and we will let you in....
Thanks,
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Sept 14, 2018 4:38:56 GMT -6
The Affected: The Shadow Chapter 11
It was on Friday of that first week at the book distribution center, when Stevie (our supervisor) said I needed to go to the office. I thought it was going to be one of two things: being told how good a job we were doing by his boss or maybe even being offered a job because we'd heard talk of there a partial swing shift going to be started. And who knows, maybe we could get hired as employees even if it was only a couple of days a week. No benefits being hired as part timers of course, but we were both happy in finding out this place was where our college books came from AND if hired, we would get an employee's discount. This could save us a lot of money in our second year in college instead of the big markup from school. Besides, even though we'd only been there four days, we ALWAYS kept busy if not filling orders, pushing a broom, organizing stock on the shelves, emptying garbage cans, etc. Stevie was really happy with our work and maybe he was wondering how long it would last...you know, before we would be like the others just kind of wandering, slowly doing their job. But when I asked why, he says it's someone from the FBI?! Boy, that was a shocker and yes, I was wondering/scared if we had been found out in some way. Thing is, I could see in his eyes his wondering what I had done, meaning was I guilty of something, otherwise why would the FBI want to see me? As I'm walking to the office, see Aaron standing by a desk by the book racks and there's NOBODY even near that desk or those racks....except for Agent Sherman?! So of course, figured I'd be seeing Agent Peabody though I had a lot of ideas why.
She wanted me to take a seat, with no kind of friendly greeting, as though maybe she and Agent Sherman had forgotten about the previous interviews? She was going to stand and be close to me....you know, trying for some kind of intimidation or domineering effect by me having to look up at her. I politely asked her to sit behind the desk or back off some because I told her what I thought she was trying to do. She asked if I was guilty of something and I why should I be, but if you don't back off, I'm leaving right now and if you want to question me, I will only allow it when the state has provided me with FREE legal consul AND we've been charged with a FEDERAL crime. Nothing to do but bluff it out but believe me, I was looking for shadows just in case. She asked what I meant by us and told her about seeing Aaron talking to Agent Sherman. She wasn't happy about that....that is, me knowing he was interviewing Aaron. She sits behind the desk and opens her briefcase, pulls out a folder, putting it on her briefcase so I couldn't see what the paperwork was about. Of course, I had seen this done in movies and tv shows, so it didn't bother me.
What surprised me was when she asked about JT, his associates and “this Wolfmobile thing”. I about choked when I heard her use the word “associates” for those cretins. She pulls out A police report and shows it to me. I say A police report, because it wasn't the one that we had written up and I told her so. She said oh really, did I think the police falsified an official complaint and if so, why? I said this “report” is dated TWO DAYS after we had reported The Wolfmobile being trashed to begin with. Second this is NOT my signature and pretty sure the other isn't Aaron's. Third was look at the annotation on this report. It's dated three days after this bogus filing with it stating the original com-plainants have dropped all charges as a settlement had been reached by all parties involved in this matter. She wondered about that part and that if I didn't mind answering, what kind of settlement was reached. I said NONE what so ever, then explained about not only the lawyer we tried hiring, but also the origin of The Wolfmobile and it's untimely demise. That's when she said I see....and could see some sort of gleam in her eyes and it WASN'T friendly.
She asked if I'd heard about what happened to many of the football players within the past month or so, along with rumors of a woman's sorority house now being haunted. I kind of choked and said the FBI's investigating HAUNTED HOUSES NOW?! I started laughing. She tells me this is a FEDERAL investigation and no laughing matter. Couldn't help myself and kept laughing while choking out the words haunted house and federal investigation a couple of times, but when I thought of and said Ghostbusters, I REALLY lost it. Boy, was she mad and slammed her fist against the desk when she repeated herself saying it was a federal investigation. I finally quit laughing and told her as far as JT and his Goons were concerned, we were GLAD they had the heck beat out of them. Which was followed by my wondering then asking her if the FBI had hired Catholic priests, Jewish rabbi's and maybe a religious Muslim....and don't forget to call in a witch doctor from Africa and a Native American medicine man too for their investigation of a haunted sorority house! Started laughing so hard, I bent over in the chair, gasping for breath.
I finally quit laughing and told her that this “interview” was over, stood up to leave when she said oh come on....now you're not only saying this is a false police report, but someone's forged your names and stating a settlement of some kind was reached when there wasn't? I told her that we HAD always admired the FBI and the service they do for our country, but now I see the wording of that agency is wrong....it should be Fumbling Bureaucratic Idiots and she got REALLY MAD and started to say something. Until I interrupted her and said you talk about this “Wolfmobile thing”, but how about JT, along with his thugs beating the h*ll out of us last week and there's NO police report OR hospital records about it? She was shocked when I showed her my two loose teeth, the cut ear and then the grand finale of me lifting up my shirt to show the still visible bruises and I said Aaron got it even worse. She just stood there stunned, so I turned to leave. But this time, she asked me to stay and tell her the full story. I said why bother....after all, if there's no paperwork, nothing happened right? This time she said PLEASE when asking me to stay and tell her about this assault as it was all new to her and put an entirely different slant on her ongoing investigation. So I did.....well, of course not the ENTIRE story. But that Annabelle and Carol were there when we were assaulted and what happened afterwards along with Ginger. She asked for their names and phone numbers and though I had everyones numbers in a notebook in the apartment, I lied, saying I didn't have their phone numbers along with giving her Ginger's name. I added you can check with the school's dispensary and the hospital, but of course, since nothing happened, we were never assaulted. And besides, did any of “you people” (making it sound like a dirty word) ever even bother to see if we were working or not thru the temp agencies? Of course she/they hadn't, so she copied the information from the three temp agency business cards I had on me and said if you check with them, on several of the occasions JT's Goons were beaten up, WE HAD BEEN WORKING that day or night. And as to that “handwriting” on the police report, let me tell you WHY it has ALWAYS been so carefully written. I was surprised when she sat behind the desk and said go ahead.
I said, give me a piece of paper and a pen please and when she did, I wrote out my full name. She said of course, they don't match which doesn't prove a thing...you were probably under duress in having to fill out the report. I asked her to write her name under mine and when asked why, said I wanted to know something about her, so she did. I looked at it and she asked what I thought of it. I told her she took NO pride in her family name and she said WHAT?! I said compare my handwriting to yours and how mine is CLEARLY legible while yours... She didn't like this and started to say some-thing, but I interrupted her saying I told you about The Wolfmobile, now it's going to be about MY family beginnings. and why I ALWAYS write my name carefully EVERY time.
My family's story starts when many generations ago when my g,g,g, etc. grandfather was captured and along with others, taken to the United States, land of the free, AS SLAVES from some tribe on the western part of Africa. He was given the American name of Barnabas, not that this was his real name of course for this entry. He was seven years old and we never found out what happened to some of his other family members who were also captured other than they were sold to different owners when they reached America. From what I've read, slaves were packed in these slave ships tighter than sardines in a can and many died just getting here. The dead were simply tossed over the side whether it was a man, woman or child. No kind of memorial service for the dead either when this was done because we blacks weren't considered human by whites and therefore, “Christians”. We were bred like cattle which increased the slave owners number of slaves to work their plantations thru out the south while also selling their offspring for extra income.
When the Civil War ended, he along with other former slaves were offered 2 mules, a wagon and supplies to move west by the Union government. He, his wife and their four children took the offer along with some other ex-slaves, though not all did. Some moved north while others remained to work the plantations for little or no money. They headed for what was then called the territories, part of which is now known as Oklahoma. Later on as time passed, when Tulsa became a city, with a town called Greenwood came into existence. Greenwood was the streets name which divided Tulsa with only blacks living in Greenwood. But Greenwood as a city disappeared in the racial riots of the 1920's. Now there's only Tulsa. One of his sons joined the U.S. Army, joining what is now known as the Buffalo Soldiers where he served twenty-five years before retiring. Bit by bit, the family grew larger thru marriages and of course, moved to other cities and states. One of which moved to a city with his wife and kids a couple of hundred miles from where I grew up. It was in my town, my grandfather joined the Army and was killed in Vietnam. His name is written on The Wall in Washington D.C. Which is why I'm named after my g,g,g etc. grandfather and younger brother is named after his son, with my youngest brother being named after our grandfather. My younger sister is named after our g,g,g etc. grandmother, while the other is named after our other g,g.g etc. grandmother. She said that was amazing and it made her realize how sloppy she had gotten when writing her family's name. I said the my story's not done.
There were eight families and two single men who decided to also go west. In Louisiana, several of the people got sick, coming down with a fever of some kind and g,g,g, etc. grandfather wanted everyone to stop until they got better, but everyone was afraid of catching whatever these people had, leaving him with one of the single men and one family with this unknown sickness. And when I say wagons, the others said since the sick were going to die, they took the mules which had been pulling those two wagons much to his vehement opposition. The only reason they didn't take the provisions from those wagons was they thought they might also get infected by entering the wagons. Then things got worse, in that within five days, the single and married man, and three of their five children died from this unknown fever. One was a baby born just after they left Georgia. He had g,g,g, etc. grandmother keep far away from the two wagons as he didn't want them possibly being infected. The day after this happened (the deaths) there suddenly appeared a white man riding a horse.
G,g,g, etc. grandfather was scared when he saw the man because it seemed like he suddenly appeared out of nowhere. but he had hope as the man wore a Union blue Army hat. So there he was with his wife and their children at least fifty feet away, hiding in their wagon, two dead men, a woman and several children to bury along with trying to care for the others who were now sick. Story goes he was ready to leave them, but then with him being around the others so much, would he give his wife and their children this fever and they would die because of this? This was when the man riding the one ear horse found them. Agent Peabody said a one ear horse? She never heard of such a thing. Told her it really wasn't a one ear horse, but one of the ears looked to have part of it bitten off, so it's been called the one ear horse as it makes the story sound better. She understood.
The man asked what was wrong, so he was told. This is when the man said he was a doctor and maybe he could help. G,g,g, grandfather was totally surprised in not actually having a doctor find him out in the middle of nowhere but one that would treat black people? With The White Doctors help, they removed the bodies from the camp for burial later on and after that, The White Doctor started checking those with the fever. He asked g,g.g, etc. grandfather for some roots and berries and of course, he had no idea what The White Doctor was talking about and said so. This is when The White Doctor said school's in session, something he didn't understand until they went looking for the things needed. The White Doctor was teaching him and back then, NO slave was even permitted to learn how to read. Ignorance is the best form of slavery. About two hours later, they had what was needed and headed back to camp. This was when they heard a woman's scream and g,g,g etc. grandfather KNEW it was his wife. G,g, g, etc. grandfather said he had NEVER seen a horse run like that before even with one man on it. His former master bred and raised horses, for general riding, working the farm and others for racing which was very popular back then. The white mans horse looked more like it should be shot and eaten, it was that skinny and malnourished looking. G,g,g grandfather says within two minutes, he heard gunfire! G,g,g grandfather didn't know what to do, other than grab a tree limb to use as a club which he KNEW was going to be useless against men with guns, but kept running to their campsite which took him another five minutes he believes.
When he got there, he saw two things: five dead white men and THE biggest dog he had EVER seen. We were thinking it was something like a bull mastiff, but most of us have doubts about this. Agent Peabody wanted to know why....I mean, so what if the dog was bigger than anything your grandfather had seen before? I told her that part comes later. The man TALKED to the dog just like you and I are talking right now, though the man did the talking and according to g,g,g etc. grandfather, the dog responded in ways he KNEW this was not a dog but a spirit of some kind in what LOOKED like a dog. The dogs head was just above the mans hip....and how many dog breeds do you know of today that are that large and Agent Peabody said she could think of several.
I explained we have given this man the title, honor and name of The White Doctor. The dog barked and whined several times, then was on his belly crawling to The White Doctor. The White Doctor was berating the dog for having left the camp and leaving these bitches and pups alone and undefended. That you got hungry and went after a rabbit?! How would YOU feel if I had that responsibility to protect your bitch and pups and decided to go hunting even for a little bit? The dog crawled closer to The White Doctor and whined more. But then The White Doctor said enough...we both know what you did was inexcusable. As soon as possible, you're going home and I'm informing your pack what you did. G,g,g, etc. grandfather was shocked again when the dog actually put both paws over his eyes and not only started making large, whining cries and shaking, but then SAW TEARS coming from under its paws. When g,g,g, etc. grandfather saw this, it confirmed his belief this was not a dog, but something else entirely. The White Doctor turned to his horse (which had no reins to guide it), telling it to find the horses which had fled. This is when the dog gave a slight whine and The White Doctor said what, you want to help and the dog gave some barks and wagged his tail a little bit. The White Doctor said this is your ONLY chance to redeem yourself...you're to find those horses AND make sure if ANYTHING has fallen from them, you're to bring them back here, do you understand? Otherwise, as soon as I can, you're going home and you KNOW what the pack will do to you, don't you? G,g,g etc. grandfather said he saw a very, very scared looking dog when The White Doctor said those words. He turned to his horse and said let me know if he leaves ANYTHING behind and the horse shook his head up and down like a person saying yes. Both animals took off to find the missing horses.
Then The White Doctor took a bowl from one of his saddle bags and started cutting, mixing and mashing up the various roots and flowers until he had a paste which he added water so it was more of a thin liquid. During this time, he explained what he was doing and what it should do. The White Doctor questioned him about their journey along with when and where everyone started getting the fever. Apparently, those people had stopped to drink water along with filling their water barrels from a stream, but the others wanted to continue until they found a better spot to camp and of course, water. This was when g,g,g grandfather found out about good and bad water. The White Doctor explained water could be like a snake...there's the kind which eat mice and other things and if you got bit, it would hurt, but would not make you sick or kill you. On the other hand, there are those snakes which also eat mice and other things, but if they bit you, you'd get very sick, maybe die. The White Doctor told him he was to harness his mules and get ready to leave in hurry in case there were any more bad men in the area or had friends of those he killed. G,g,g grandfather didn't hesitate and did this while The White Doctor gave the sick the mixture he had made.
Within an hour, he hears noise and it's The White Doctors horse who is HERDING five horses and the dog which is carrying a bedroll in its mouth. The White Doctor asked them if that was all and the dog simply barked, dropped the bed roll and took off again, this time dragging back a rifle at which time he barked twice. The White Doctor said they were good companions at which time the horse shook his head up and down, while the dog barked several times, jumping around a little bit and wagging his tail. The White Doctor asked if they had seen anyone around and both shook their heads in a no fashion, at which time he told them lead them, pointing in the direction he wanted them to go. They took off and both of them (g,g,g etc. grandfather and The White Doctor) hitched up two horses to each of the two wagons, with the fifth horse being tied to the last wagon. The White Doctor was drove one wagon, while g,g,g grandfather drove the second wagon and his wife drove theirs. The saddles and other gear that was on the horses got tossed in the back of the third wagon.
The White Doctor had taken everything of value from the dead men earlier and simply dragged them under some brush, then the two of them buried the former slaves in a mass grave, using a canvas tarp to cover the bodies. The single man was a buried several feet from the married man and their children. He arranged the bodies so anyone looking at them would know this was a family with the children being arranged holding onto their father. Regular and small crosses were made to represent the bodies buried there. They then headed west once again towards Texas.
This was when Agent Sherman and Aaron came into the office, with Agent Sherman saying he can't prove it YET, but thinks these are the mutants we're looking for. I got up and we (Aaron and I) hugged each other, us asking the other if the other was okay and me whispering him three Stooges time. He said FBI Agent Charmin (pronounced like the toilet paper) doesn't have anything on us and in his best Cagney imitation, said there ain't no big house in the world that can hold us see...and smiled because we both knew what he really meant with our new found abilities. This was when Agent Peabody said you're quoting that line from the movie with James Cagney in it about him going to the big house aka prison aren't you? We turned to her and we both said yes ma'am and she just kind of shook her head. This was when Agent Sherman said he couldn't believe our attitudes and couldn't wait to see us wetting our pants when we get taken to jail and processed for assault, battery and every other crime he could think of which would actually be filed under terrorism. Then see how smart mouth we'd be then.
This was when Agent Peabody said this investigation has taken an unexpected turn and he was to go to these three temp agencies IN PERSON and see when we had been working and NOT simply call them. Then call her as there's another lead she wanted checked out. Agent Sherman left, but said there was NO doubt from the way the kid (Aaron) was reacting, he and I were involved in this in some way. Then Agent Peabody told Aaron to tell her about The Wolfmobile, being assaulted at school while I was to keep my mouth shut. She got basically the same story as I had given her and his reaction in seeing that “police report” was the same as mine. Agent Peabody made more notes in her notebook and asked me to continue with my story about my family history. I looked at the clock on the wall and said this place closes in about thirty minutes. If you don't mind, would you tell our supervisor Stevie that we were being interviewed like other people on a case you two are working on and nothing more? She said not a problem, had Stevie come into the office and explained everything. This was when Stevie said he was glad to hear everything was cleared up and from his words and tone of voice, we knew he was. Told us if these interviews were over, we had to get back to work and help clean up the place before closing. We were out of that office in a heart beat. We finished cleaning up and on our way out, Stevie tells us he wasn't docking us for the time we spent with “those two” and in a few weeks, a partial swing shift was opening and would we like working there as part time employee's instead of temps? He got our phone numbers and said he'd give us a call when the jobs were available. Oh yeah, did we! After cleaning up, we headed for the bus stop and the darn thing was at least three minutes early and there was just enough time for us to get on it by running for it as we'd heard about this bus driver from a couple of other employee's. When the bus showed up at a bus stop it would wait all of thirty seconds and then take off unless people were right there at the bus stop waiting to get on. And it didn't matter if he saw you running for the bus stop, waving your hands for him to wait....he'd just take off and wave a hand which was more like flipping you off AND smiling while he did this. Normally we'd of gotten back home via the nothingness, but with Agent Peabody still around, we simply didn't want to disappear like we normally did with the dumpster in the back of the building. So we were really running for the bus stop and figured we'd each pay our seventy-five cents, go down the road in it for a mile or so, get off and get home via the nothingness.
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