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Shockabuku Beta
Beta is NOT another version of Kitty. She is a new character. I got tired of torturing the poor military girl so I retired her. What? No advanced warning? Nope! Check out Beta's Bio if it's up.
The First Day
Beta Corina tucked her semi-long white bang behind her ears, against the rest
of her black hair. She was walking home from a tiring day as bag-girl at Sir
Shop-a-lot’s Discount Groceries. Her uniform consisted of a cartoonish jester’s
costume with red and yellow stripes. She has been demoted from cashier (who
wears a yellow and red duchess costume) after she did a strip-tease on the counter
while singing "I’m a genie in a bottle" then proceeded to flip off
two customers, and the manager (dressed in a kings costume with an enlarged
version of those crowns you find in taxi cabs). The only reason she even got
to keep her job was because they had her cleanup a spill on the house-hold-cleaner’s
isle and the smell gave her a bitchen high. If only she could remember the
chemical mix that caused it.
"K, so there was some Lemon Fresh Mr. Cleaner, an soma dat green crap with
some Namek name and uh…"
"Ha! You’ll never defeat me!" a voice declared. Beta turned the corner
of the dark alley to see two half-breed dragons dueling it out. They both looked
beaten down with identical wounds, in fact…they were identical. To one
detail, one of them had a funny eye. It was the colour of a ripe orange with
a hint of gold. The one with the freaky eye smashed the other with its tail
so hard it was flung into the red building. The one that said its ‘hellos’ to
concrete and brick began to look human as it slipped to the ground. The other
thing sprouted wings and flew away. Beta rushed over to the badly bleeding brunette
and lifted her head off the ground. "Yo, lady. You ok?" Beta asked
probably the dumbest questioning the world just then.
"Damn it!" she exclaimed looking herself up and down. "I’m bleeding
again."
"You want me ta git you anythin’?" Beta wondered as her jester costume
got more red on it.
"No, but you could tell them I kicked for the last time."
"Who?"
"Go to the palace; tell them Kit sent you. I quit." After that was
said the stranger muttered some weird incantations and a jolt went through Beta’s
body. She leapt up and the stiff’s head smacked onto the ground. She didn’t
jump because of the shock, but because of the large zap that echoed down the
damp lane.
"Ho-ly shit." Beta looked at herself to make sure everything was where
it was supposed to be, then looked at the pale body at her feet. "This
ain’t good." She realized she was covered in this woman’s blood, and no
one else was around. She heard a siren off in the distance and took off full
throttle.
When she finally got inside her door she started breathing again. She turned
around quickly to latch every other of her six locks. In no time she had the
jester costume off and her normal clothes on. She looked at the tag on her work
outfit to see how to clean it. "Dry clean only?! F***! How am I s’posed
to afford dry cleaning!" She tossed the garments to the floor in frustration.
That’s when her old job came to mind…She broke out of the orphanage three years
ago, but found out she was too young to get a job at anything except…well, she
was a very well built fifteen year old…
"No," she answered herself. "I can’t do that again. It’s demeaning
and…and…" Two knocks came at her door. "Shit." Beta looked around
urgently and snatched her uniform from the ground. She dashed to her bed (a
couple of mattresses on the floor) and stuffed it in the crevasse between them
and the peeling wallpaper. The knocks came again and her head whipped to the
entrance making her hair fly. She tucked the white behind her ears and swallowed
to calm her nerves as she shuffled to answer it. Her heart was pounding and
flashes of what could happen when she answered bounced before her worried lavender
eyes.
"Are you Beta Corina?" an officer in a ‘village people’ type uniform
asked.
"Y-yessir." She choked out. He grabbed her gruffly and spun her onto
the wall.
"You’re under arrest for the murder of a strange brunette in a dark alleyway."
He cuffed her wrists.
"I didn’t do it, I swear!" Beta claimed.
"Tell that to the judge." He pushed her outside.
"Beta?" a boy with magenta hair waved his hand in front of her dazed
out face. He whistled to get her attention.
"No! I didn’t do it! You don’t have to strip search me!" she burst.
"Beta, chill girl." The dark skinned spike haired teen came in. "You
gotta get that imagination of your on a leash or somethin’." Beta blinked
back to reality and watched him walk over to her bed.
"No!" she exclaimed and jumped in front of him. "Don’t sit there!"
"It’s the only spot to sit in your whole place," he replied sharply.
"Let’s…uh…let’s sit on the floor." She suggested getting down.
"Girl, you know your floor scares me. The last time I sat down a cockroach
tried ta give me a…"
"Han," Beta interrupted very urgently. "Did you hear that?"
She ran up to her only, barred, window and looked out. Which was hard to do
considering the window was about the size of her head. "Were those sirens?"
"Naw. I didn’t hear nothin’."
"They were! They were sirens! Quick!" she ran into the second part
of her two room apartment, the bathroom. It was also the cleanest room there.
"I don’t live here." She slid the detached door in it’s doorway.
"I didn’t here no cops. I’m a saiya-jin, girl. I can hear better than you
anywayz."
"You’re only half Saiyan, boy." Beta retaliated.
"I’m just a black saiya-jin." He argued.
"Gohan, yo momma is an earthlin’."
"Then how come I was named after a famous saiya-jin then?"
"Don’t start that." Beta disputed. "I was named after a letter
of the Greek Earthen Alphabet, does that make me Greek?"
"You’re from Earth aren’t ya?" he put in,
"Never been there." Beta muffled from the other side.
"Really? You looked like one."
"Look! You’re a Saiyan, and I’m not from earth, k?"
"Hey!" Han said offended. "What’s wrong with earth? My momma’s
from there!"
"You confuse me…" Beta sighed when another knock came. She leapt into
the tub. Han casually answered it.
"Beta says she doesn’t live here." Han told the woman in palace guard
attire.
"Gohan!" Beta exclaimed and jerked the door from it’s station and
let it fall to the ground.
"Does this belong to you?" the officer asked holding up a jester’s
cap. It’s bells jingled and Beta’s face whitened.
"Y-yes…"
"This was found at the crime scene of Lady Kitty’s murder. We found your
DNA on the body. Do you know anything about…"
"I admit it! I was there! Saw the whole thing! But I didn’t do it! I swear!"
She was about to plead when she realized the stains were still on her hands.
She whisked them behind her back. "Please don’t make me see the judge!
I don’t wanna get strip searched!"
"Is she…ok?" the lady asked Han.
"Nobody knows." He replied shacking his head.
"Funny," Beta sneered at him. "Ha, ha, ha and all that."
"As amusing as this is, I'm going to have to take you to the palace for
questioning."
"What? Me? The palace? Way cool! Can Han come too?"
"Sorry, witnesses only."
"Hey, sorry, Han." Beta put her hand on his shoulder in mock sympathy.
"Fine by me," he gave a half grin. "There're some crazy muthas
in the palace."
"That's just a rumor." She derided tucking that one loose piece of
hair that hung constantly in her face behind her ear. "They wouldn't let
crazy people live in the palace. It's like, against the law or somethin'."
No one noticed the officer grow a nervous smile that faded as quickly as it
came.
"Please, ma'am." The woman interrupted. "We don't have much time.
It'll be dinner soon, and everyone refuses to be disturbed then."
"Comin'," Beta chimed leaving the suit and forgetting the blood stained
on her hands.
The ride to the palace seemed to take forever. She had to sit in the back
of the cop car and pass the time by letting her mind wander. Unfortunately she
didn't like what it brought back…
"What have you done with Lady Katherin?" the queen's eyes were menacing and
they seemed to burn deep into Beta's own lavender ones.
"I-I…" she stumbled looking up at the throne. It seemed to grow taller by the
minute. The queen grew larger and fiercer along with it. "I didn't do it?" she
tried to grin. Her voice was softer than normal and seemed as if it didn't want
to work.
"SILENCE!" the queen's worked just fine. The ground shook with its boom and
Beta was knocked down. "Taker her away."
"What?! No!" Beta tried t fight off the overly sized guards. "I'm innocent!"
"I'm innocent!" she shouted when the officer was letting her out of the car.
"I'm sure you are, but you still need to make an appearance." The woman was
being nothing but kind to Beta when she realized how frightened the teen had
to be.
"Ok," Beta put on her 'just a kid' act as she fallowed her through the gates
into the palace itself. It was just what she had been expecting it to look like.
Lot's of columns, fancy décor, and people. Only the people here were dressed
differently. While she was wearing her tattered blue tank top and chained jeans,
they were wearing suits and outfits you find in a magazine like Impulse. She
nervously fixed her spiked ponytail and tucked her white bangs back. That one
hair seemed to bug her now more than ever. She was left alone in a room that
was actually very relaxing and pleasant. She took a seat on the table to avoid
getting comfortable. Those overstuffed leather chairs looked deadly to her.
After a few minutes a blonde walked in. He was cute, but as Beta was always
telling Hon, she just didn't go for older guys…or blondes. When he turned around
she was met with two soft but inquisitive blue eyes. He smiled and put his hand
out for her to shake.
"Hi," he replied when she took it. "The guy who normally does this is…tied up
at the moment, so I'm taking his place. I'm Lucas."
"Beta," she said bluntly, but trying not to be rude…it wasn't working.
"So, what happened?" he asked. Beta was a bit surprised at how clean and cut
that question was. Somehow she had envisioned interrogation to be a bit more
severe.
"What? No bright light? Truth serum? Some guy to play bad cop?"
"I hope not," he responded quietly to the last question. Beta didn't quit know
what he meant by that remark, but she went on with her story.
"Well, I was comin' home from work when I saw these two purpley dragon things
dukin' it out. The one with the funky eye beat up the other one and she turned
into a broad. The broad told me she kicked for the last time and quit. I think
she was delirious though 'cause she was bleedin' all over the place an' looked
like it was nothin'…"
"What do you mean she told you she quit?" Lucas interrupted her.
"She said she quit, she didn' wanna come back no more."
"Any." He corrected.
"What?"
"Any, it's any more not no more. No more would be a double negative."
"Whateva." Beta crossed her arms. She had grown at ease and now didn't care
what the guy thought of her.
"This bitch is gone?" the blond looked surprised. "Wahoo!" he cheered, then
looked reprimanding. "Shut-up." He argued with himself. Beta started to wonder
if Han had been right. "Make me mortal!" he argued again. Beta noticed with
each counteracting statement his eyes went from ocean blue to ice blue.
"Are you a whack job or what?" Beta asked before thinking. The blonde looked
at her as if to say something, but interrupted himself.
"Hey! I'm not a whack job!"
"Luke," he said to himself. "You have to realize how weird this is for the girl.
It looks like I'm arguing with myself."
"I thought your name was Lucas?" Beta intervened.
"It is. Luke's the vamp's name."
"Oh…" she swallowed all the while "nut" was running through her head.
"Well if that's all I'll be going…" her voice rattled a bit more than she wanted
it to as she slipped off the table top and went for the door.
"Not so fast," the light blue eyed version grabbed her arm. She presumed him
to be Luke. "Take back that whack job remark."
"Yeah, ok, whateva. I take it back. Now let me go."
"No, not good enough." He hissed. She noticed two small fangs and quickly realized
he wasn't as nuts as she thought, after all. "Let her go," Lucas snapped. "No
way, I'm tired of this. I'm taking over." Luke jerked her a bit closer and looked
Beta up and down. She gave him a cold stern look. Luke's eyes widened in realization.
"She has the cure." He let her go quickly and took a step back. "The bitch gave
you her power before she left."
"Her what? I ain't got no power." Then Beta remembered the jolt she felt in
the alleyway just before (as Luke put it) the bitch left. "No f***ing way!"
"Yes, f***ing way. Now I'll have to kill you." He sneered again.
"What? No you don't…I mean…uh…bye-bye." She bolted through the door she had
swung open. She had no idea where she was running, but she did know the vampire
freak was in pursuit. She looked behind her to check when…SMACK
She ran into a solid figure. Peeling her face from the stranger's abs she gazed
up into a kind face. Of course the blond had a kind face at first too.
"Who are you?" he asked her, then noticed Luke not far behind. He
casually pulled a silver cross from under his shirt. The vamp's eyes widened
again and he decided to keep his distance.
"Beta…" she introduced herself for the second time, this one
was a bit more friendly though.
"Hatchet," he replied and led her into the room he was going to anyway.
A luscious smell came to her when she entered the kitchen. Another blond, a
woman, was cutting vegetables at a table. She gave Beta a cool glance and resumed
what she was doing. "Hide out in here 'til he cools down." The muscular,
spiky haired, brunette offered.
"Thanks," Beta decided to keep her distance. "You're not insane
are you?" she asked. He gave her a benign look but cheered up quickly.
"Not for a while now."
"Oh," Beta gave her classic 'Just Great' response. The blond woman
gave her a slight glare with her blue eyes. Of course Beta got a lot of those,
so this one didn't bother her much.
"Hatch," a short, black haired man came in. "When's dinner gonna
be ready?" He looked Beta up and down. "Who's this?"
"Soon. Her name's Beta."
"Hi," she greeted with a grin.
"Hi," he responded quickly. "Cool, everyone's at the table now.
Except Lucas anyway."
"Luke." Hatch told him.
"Ahhh," with that the stranger left.
"You wanna eat dinner with us?" Hatch presented the option. "It'll
be safer."
"Dinner? Here? I don't know…" Beta was ecstatic to be eating
in the palace, but her recent experiences made her a little concerned…ok,
a lot concerned.
"Well, if you're coming help me out by taking the casserole." He grabbed
some entries and placed them delicately on each plate. He did beautiful work.
"Wow," Beta mustered as she watched.
"Thank you. Grab those and start delivering them. We'll say you're the
new kitchen help." He whispered the second part. The entire time the blond
woman said nothing. The went into the dinning hall, and into a conversation.
"...Well, personally I think we ought to get one of those freak magnet
thingies and zap the bitch!" A short woman with long black hair as though
she were rallying troops.
"Oh, please. If we used a freak magnet the whole lot of us would get 'zapped'."
the man Beta had just seen in the Kitchen rolled his eyes.
"I'm just saying...a hell. Forget it. She's dead. I swear, that goddamn
Xerox is gonna BLEED."
"Don't get your feather's ruffled. We'll take care of it. Hell. She'll
be back in a few days anyway. Everyone always comes back."
Beta had a small idea on what the topic was, as she now took one of the three
empty seats.
"I feel bad for Madi though. It's rough on her every time mom dies."
Hatch put in. That's when Beta realized the blond from the kitchen hadn't joined
them.
"Wait? Every time she dies? Who all died today?" Beta wondered aloud.
"Millions," the woman blond, Madi, came in and took a seat. "But
today only one person within the palace walls.
"Was your mom lady Kitty?" it clicked in slowly, and then she changed
her mind. "No, that's impos..."
"She is." Hatch answered.
"What's taking her so long?" the black haired woman wondered. "Kitty's
usually back by now." Beta choked on her drink remembering what the Kitty
broad had said.
"Nah," the black haired man intervened. "She usually doesn't
come back until the funeral." Beta was still recovering from almost drowning
in her glass.
"Kit sent me," she said after she cleared her throat. She didn't even
realize she had said it until every eye was upon her.
"I give her two minutes to start running. I'm a sporting bitch, after all."
Sim narrowed her eyes.
"I'm serious!"
"Uh huh. Kit never needed a messenger before..."
"She kicked! Ain't comin' back no more." She continued to babble.
"Quick! Where would Kit's soul be? Heaven or Hell?" Sim, as Beta finally
recognized, jumped across the table and grabbed Hatch's collar.
"Heaven...I hope..."
"Gottcha. I'll go get Mika-chan. Clear things up."
"Don't waste your time." Madi stood in the doorway; she pulled a gun
from the holster in her shirt.
"Madi," Hatch got up and went to her with a few others including Beta.
"This isn't the time to go back to what you were. You're not 'The Mantis'
anymore."
"Ha!" Madi scoffed. "This coming from a mad man!" She didn't
sound too sane herself. "Besides, I'm just going to kill one person."
She put the barrel to her own temple.
"F***!" Beta shouted. This wasn't her problem, and normally she wouldn't
have done a thing, but an urge came over her and she HAD to stop this woman
from taking her own life. "What good's it gonna do ta kill yourself?"
She slowly got closer to her.
"Lex never killed mom because she was a key double. What if I'm a key?
It'll kill the bitch too!" She had her insane reason, but Beta wasn't buying
it.
"An' what if you ain't? What if she's the key...whateva. Killin' yourself
wont do shit e'cept torture everybody here." By now she was close enough
to take the gun away, but she didn't make her move.
"I...YOU!" she accused pointing the gun at Beta now. "You're
her! How else would you know so much? How else would you care if I killed myself?
You killed my MOTHER!"
"Mom, no!" Oniko yelled involuntarily for Mage. He began waving his
arms in the air. Smokey swirls drifted to Madi. She started coughing and passed
out. Beta gave him a thankful smile, but the smoke went to her as well. BlackOut
Beta woke-up refreshed, that is, until she realized she was shackled to chair
surrounded by blurry pink sticks.
"Dadgummit! My vision's screwed." She squeezed her lavender eyes shut
and looked again. The sticks melded into one, and this time her onlooker came
in clear...and loud.
"Who are you!" Sim snapped in her face.
"Who are you!" Sim snapped in her face.
"Beta Corina. Didn't I introduce myself before?"
"Corrina? Who you been talking to?"
"NO ONE! I SWEAR!"
"Who are you really?" Sim sneered again.
"Beta Corina. Did I change or something?"
"Is this your true form?" the woman looked like she was fully enjoying
herself.
"Dunno, haven't looked in the mirror yet. I feel like me." Beta blew
an annoying hair out of her eyes. It drifted back.
"Then how come one of your eyes isn't yellow?"
"Yellow? Wait a gosh darn minute! You think I'm that dragon thing? NO WAY!"
"Why did you kill Kit?" she pressed on.
"I didn't kill 'er! I ain't never killed nobody in my life! Why would I
start with a total stranger?" Beta thought she made a good point. "I
swear ta...whoeva...I didn't kill nobody!"
"Where's Cael when you need 'im?" the lady slowly shook her head.
"Cell? I ain't gettin' in no cell!"
"I give." she threw her hands into the air. Beta gave a quick triumphant
smirk, but the suicidal blond doused it. She came in and had two nicely cleaned
silver desert eagles aimed at both.
"Sim get out." she demanded taking the safety off the one pointed
at Beta.
"No way! She isn't the one who killed Kitty."
"She got you to, huh. Don't worry as soon as I avenge mom's death you'll
all realize I was right."
This lady just wouldn't give-up. That was when Beta felt the rope around her
wrists loosen and fall. The throbbing where her skin had made contact with hemp
fiber was evident now. She realized that unconsciously he hands were working
themselves free, something she had never done before. While Sim was arguing
about how Madi couldn't tell her what to do an idea found it's way into Beta's
mind. Her ankles were bound with rope as well. She kicked her legs up and, using
the chair for support, knocked the gun from her left hand. She hopped up and
swung the chair to her front. She lifted it up and used its legs to pop the
other gun from the right.
She did a tuck-and-roll to pick the guns up and had them both pointed at Sim
and Madi before she even realized what she had done. Beta's chest heaved up
and down while she waited for a reaction.
"Kitty!" Sim cheered and gushed up to hug her. Beta cocked the gun
to make her back off.
"You people are all psychos!" Beta declared. She blew that one hair
out of her face again. She spread her legs apart as far as possible and shot
the rope off. She was on her feet just in time to realize she didn't even know
how to use a gun. Her precise aim wavered and she dropped one of the weapons.
"Oops." she swallowed and bent down to pick it up again. Her once
tough and serious expression grew nervous as hell.
"It's Kitty! It's Kitty! She just lost her memory or something!" Sim
jumped with excitement.
"Katherin?" the blond was confused.
"You think I'm the dead broad now? I'm surprised the planet has lasted
this long with f*** ups like you ruling it. I AIN'T HER NIETHER...I don't think..."
"Acts like kitty. Sorta talks like some backwoods kitty...don't dress much
like her but close enough. You're Kitty." Sim beamed.
"I TOLD YA I AIN'T!" she closed her eyes and fired a few rounds.
When she opened her eyes Madi had hit the dirt and Sim stood there, stunned.
Bullet holes marked the walls around her.
"Okay. Maybe you're not."
"Damn right." she squeaked and dropped the guns. "Ack."
She bent down to pick the thing up again. "Oh, screw it." she made
a mad dash for the door instead.
"CATCH HER!" Sim shouted. Madi snatched the teen up. Beta struggled
a bit, but soon gave up. If she were religious she would have given a silent
prayer.
"Don't kill me! I didn't kill you!" Beta almost cried.
"Ah, damn."
Madi looked at Sim, confused.
"I have kid around her age. Put her down."
"But she killed my mother!" Madi shouted.
"No she didn't." came another voice from the back of the room. A brunette
approached and waved at Sim.
"I knew you were gonna come back!" she cheered.
"No I'm not. I'm just here because I don't want you to kill my heir."
"Heir?" Madi let Beta go now.
"Yeah. I gave her my skills and stuff before I kicked. She also has my
job now. I'm scott free. Now if you'll excuse me I'm late for a poker game with
Saint Peter, Al Einstein, and Gandhi." And with that she was gone as fast
as she came.
"So." Sim looked at the newbie.
"Yeah?"
"You movin' in or what?"
"Uh..." Beta wondered deeply if she really had a choice in the matter.
"Ok then! You can have kit's old room." Sim smiled. She didn't even
wait for the answer.
"But..." Before he realized it Beta was swept away by servants given
the command to make her as comfortable as possible. They just happened to be
very bulky servants wearing badges. The question wandering around in her mind
was answered.
Fin/OWARI
To stay, or not to stay…what kinda stupid question is
that?
Beta looked around in her new room…one window…one bed…one
door…
"What kinda fancy jail is this?" Beta asked herself. She had been
sitting there for a while now…maybe the "servants" guarding the
entrance left? She got up and walked casually to the door.
Peering outside she saw no one. The coast was clear. She shut the door quietly behind her when she heard the noise of footsteps growing closer. She dashed back into her room and listened. There was only one that she could hear and they seemed to be making themselves comfortable when the sound of snoring was now apparent. Beta pin pointed his exact location and slipped the door open once again. He was there all right, sleeping and slobbering away. As she crept through the narrow opening she gave herself the man snorted and began return from the land of nod. Before he could fully wake up she gave him a swift kick in the head. The impact knocked him from his chair and she was emancipated. She ran as hard as she could and was out of the gates in no time.
"Right…" she agreed with herself. She swung the door open,
but a hand catching it abruptly stopped the rest of her plan. She whirled around
to see a blonde (similar looking to Luke…Lucas…whatever) a bit rattled
by the door's sudden opening. Her tactics slightly changed, Beta decided to
go with it and just kick him. Almost faster than her leg could fly up he caught
her foot and pulled. "Whoaoaoao!" Her arms made loops in the air as
she fell back. He looked down at her as if she were nuts and offered his hand
to help her up. She took it by the wrist and was swept back into the vertical
realm. "Hey!" Beta realized. "You're the guy who put that weird
smoke in my face." He shrugged and glided past her. "What the f***
is wrong with you? Why ain't you talkin'?" He didn't answer. "Dadgummit!
You know how annoying that is?" She burst. He turned around, grinned, and
gave a quick nod of the head before returning to the direction he was headed
in the first place.
As she quickly rounded the corridor herself the smell off fish wafted into her
nostrils. The odor was accompanied by a red haired…something with the mad
hatter's cap on. She couldn't tell what sex it was, all Beta knew was that it
didn't look too sane and had a bag slung over it's shoulder big enough to store
a human body.
"Hiya!" it greeted and swung the bag into Beta's chest. It wasn't
fully closed and fish flew out in the process. One hit Beta in the face and
slithered down her shirt.
"They don't call you hatter by any chance, do they?" Beta was estimating;
she was also avoiding using the word 'Mad' in the description.
"How did you know?"
"Lucky guess." She could feel the halibut swimming further into her
bra.
"Nothing says welcome like a fresh bag of…" it interrupted itself.
"Whoops, gotta go." It replied looking at a watch that wasn't there.
It dashed by making sure to cackle in Beta's ear along the way.
"Everyone's insane." She declared dropping the bundle and yanking
the fish from it's new home between her breasts. It slapped the floor when she
flung the thing towards the hemp sack. "I gotta get outta this asylum."
"That can be arranged…" Before Beta could turn around, she was
unconscious.
"OoOoOoh..." Beta awoke with a groan. Her head throbbed and her arms
were sore. Why her head hurt was a bit of a mystery, but her arms ached because
she was gangling from them on the wall. The cold steel of her bindings were
now warm on her wrists as her lavender eyes scanned the room. The suicidal blond
chick from the kitchen, Madi, only with one eye like a golden orange marble,
was the only other person in there with her. The room itself reminded her of
an updated torture chamber. "What the fuck do you want with me?" Beta
snapped. She could feel intense hatred towards this woman swelling inside of
her.
"If I told you, that would take away all the fun wouldn't it?" she
grinned and a man wheeled in a metal table with various nasty looking items.
He bowed to her and she waved for him to leave. He did with haste while she
picked up something that looked similar to a tazer. "What do you think
of your friends at the palace?"
"I wouldn't call 'em friends..." Beta hissed, she couldn't help herself.
"But what do you think of them?" she began playing with a knob on
the off white device.
"I think they're all lunatics."
"Good, the truth serum is working. Let's see if mom's mind sweeper works
as well."
"Shit..."
"Now hold still," she smirked and placed the cold iron tip on Beta's
temple.
"Wait!" she exclaimed. "What do you want?! What are you gonna
do?! What the HELL is WRONG WITH YOU LADY!" Beta was raving now.
Her panic was giving her cold sweats. The blonde pulled the device away and
gave her a dry look.
"What's wrong with me?" he burst. Looks like Beta hit a nerve.
"What's…wrong…with…ME?!" She threw the mindsweeper
on the ground so hard it shattered. "I'll tell you what's wrong with me.
I…" she spun away with her arms in the air. "Am a freak of Nature!"
"We're all freaks a nature…" Beta began.
"SILENCE! I am a FREAK of NATURE!" She turned to face Beta again.
"Do you see this?" she pointed to the marble she passed off as an
eye. "THIS…THIS THING was implanted in me by my OWN MOTHER when I
was BORN! It causes extreme hatred to emerge from the hearts of any living being.
It also taps into my brain to allow me to use that hatred to shape shift myself
into their form. The bad side of every person." She turned away again.
"Imagine, a small child, unable to get NEAR another humanoid without provoking
revulsion towards them. IMAGINE never even having the CHANCE to be good…"
she stopped a moment with her hand on her face. She slowly slid it off and looked
Beta deep into, it seemed, her soul. "But you know what? That's ok."
She smiled again. This woman was even more nuts than the people at the palace.
"Because I…I…" she gestured towards her surrounding. "Have
this…mom gave it to me."
"You're a case. A real frenetic case." Beta spat…bad idea…
"Frenetic eh? I show YOU FRENETIC!" She pulled a lever on the wall
about halfway and Beta found herself getting increasingly warmer. Looking down
she saw the floor had opened up in front of her and some sort of pink magma
was oozing around in a pool she was growing closer to by the minute. "Let's
see how frenetic YOU get when you take a swim in concentrated EVIL!"
"Let her go Lex!…I mean…damn it, I just so used to saying that,"
the short, black haired bitch, Sim, declared. Two men and a woman accompanied
her. The woman and one of the men Beta had never seen before, the other was
the guy from the kitchen, Sim's brother Jaga. Beta had learned their names
from over heard conversations.
"How did YOU get here?" the bad-guy sneered.
"Security hasn't changed much since you took over Lex Co." The guy
Beta didn't know replied.
"Evil empires, they're all the same." The Xerox rolled her eyes. She
impatiently tapped her foot and crossed her arms. "I also take it you wiped
out all me guards?"
"Yep!" Sim cheered.
"Wonderful," she rolled her eyes again…this conversation was
going WAY too casually for Beta's taste. It was evident that either she, or
this Lex person, had history with her so called rescuers. "I suppose I'll
have to rid of you myself."
"No need," said the woman Beta didn't know. "We just want to
get the girl. She's not gonna have anything useful to you."
"Oh really?" the woman grinned viciously. "And HOW do you know
this?"
"Because she's not…" Jaga was interrupted.
"Excuse me," Beta let herself into the conversation. Everyone looked
in her direction. "I know this probably a very vital bit of info you're
about to give out, but would you mind…GETTING ME LOOSE FIRST!" She
could smell burning leather and guessed that her boots were being eaten away
by the pink goo.
"Oh, yes." The Xerox went back to Beta. "I had almost forgotten.
The prisoner."
"What are you doing to her?!" the chick she didn't know demanded like
a regular Wonder Woman.
"Merely making sure of mom's damnation." She pulled the lever the
rest of the way down and Beta was being forced into the pink goop even faster.
"My GOD this stuff stinks!" Beta shouted. Her eyes were watering
from the fumes and all she could hear was the sound of sizzling leather and
jeans. That's when she felt a cool hand snatch her own as her arms were suddenly
freed. She was being pulled back out. The only thing she saw was fuzzy green
before the noxious fumes rendered her unconscious.
*To Be Cont.*
Just before the ending credits...
Novaura Series
