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Natural Born Killer	By : ABoxFullOfSharpObjects Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Het Views: 2038 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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SO: Nay-sayers...Let’em come. They shall feed the flames that light the way for my inspiration...
Chapter track: “ Pretty Girl “ – Sugarcult
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When I encountered him for the first time, I was thirteen years old. My birthday, also my death day. Or at least, that’s what I thought at the time. Again, if things had turned out that way, there’s a distinct possibility I would have been much better off.
As it was, I spent the next year of my life, more or less a test subject. That man I had come in contact with, the one that made me the offer, he told me it was for my own safety. He didn’t know how long I had been on the streets (Lie #1). And he didn’t know if I had anything that needed medical attention immediately. (Lie #2) If the stress I had put my body through would leave long term damage. (Lie #3) And something about recovery(Lie #4).
To my steadily growing knowledge, none of this should have taken more than a few months. I didn’t have broken bones, I wasn’t suffering from disease, I knew my body wasn’t in the bad shape he was making it out to be in. But I said nothing. After all, I had a home again. I was welcome, embraced even for being what I was instead of being locked away and hidden.
Then there was what I spent the most time in the laboratories for. What the man had called, “ Pheromone Therapy. “ Being young, stupid and relatively buzzed most of the time from the scent of blood, I didn’t protest. After all, I was used to being under the microscope of others.
Numerous things were done to me. None of them were too terribly painful, rather just uncomfortable and annoying. Being prodded and poked around, following so many directions from techs.and doctors and whatever else they called themselves, putting my body through several positions a day that I didn’t know I could put it in. Being placed behind glass and in small areas with others.
That was my favorite.
For the males I could make go away and leave me alone. They stayed on their side of the observational area, I stayed on mine.
The females, well, they never lasted very long. Their warm hugs felt nice though.
Though, as I finished my first year and entered another, my tolerance of females grew. Once they learned not to try and impress their dominance on me. I really didn’t mind them. They stayed away like the males.
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I was halfway to my 14^th birthday when that man, I still didn’t know his name for everyone called him “ sir “ or “ headmaster “, came to me. And it wasn’t time for my laboratory appearance. I had no room of my own. I stayed in his room. That in of itself should have told me something was wrong. The man slept in the same bed as I did. Willingly. It wasn’t as if he couldn’t find some place else to sleep. I had been walked around enough to know that this damn place was more than big enough for the two of us.
But then, he smelled like blood. It was basically a warm hug without the mess. Wasn’t as good, but it would do until the next time I was placed with females that tried to assert their control.
“ What is it? “
“ I have something for you, my dear Honeybee. “
I hated him for calling me that. I forgave him, for smelling like the pretty, yummy red stuff. “ I reiterate, what is it? “
At that point, he stood up from the bed and held his hand out to me. I scooted close to the edge and uncurled my legs from under myself to put my feet under me. The smaller version of his clothes with a larger skull and most of it in red didn’t cover nearly as much on my form. My legs were completely exposed and my upper body was only covered by thin material. Again, I didn’t complain.
What would I be able to do if I did? If I attacked and killed him, then where would I be? And if I didn’t kill him, he might kill me. If I was as much a possession as he thought I was, he might not be all that willing to let go of me as my family was.
I put my hand in his and stood. Both of us walked to the door, big and golden with the very same skull on it. It split down the middle and we walked down the hall. By now I came up to the middle of his chest, but I was filling out nicely; if I did say so myself.
We walked on in silence, him completely content to hold onto me as we moved. I didn’t know what his deal was, but he wasn’t threatening my instincts, so I resolved to put everything behind me to shut it up.
Walking on down the red carpeted hall, we reached a similar door, only this one was silver. It split down the middle like the one to his room, then we walked through it. On the other side of it was a balcony. Something out of those old English books he likes to have me read and read to me. Most of it I don’t understand, but hey, if that’s how he wants to waste his time...
He walked out onto it first, me staying behind because of the noise of people I could hear. The echos from the high ceiling told me the number of people was not in the low hundreds. Two minions, where from, I haven’t a clue, came up behind me and ushered me forward into the light where the man was.
The man put his hands out like he was making some grand announcement. The two minions on either side of me ducking down, then grabbing my legs to lift me up into the air. Startled, my wings went to work and I rose above them. Apparently, this was what they all wanted, because they backed off and the man turned to the side to show me off.
“ My HIVE, I present to you, your Queen Bee. “
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When we returned to his room, I was still in confusion. What was this HIVE? And how did I end up queen? Who were those people and why were they looking at me like that? They didn’t know me. I didn’t know them. But they looked on with such obedience and admiration in their glowing eyes.
I was more than weirded out. So much so that I needed somethings cleared up before the night decided it wanted to end. Once I sat down on the bed, I waited for him to sit down next to me and his hands to come over my shoulders. As soon as I felt them, I moved away.
There was that look I had missed seeing. “ Something the matter, my Honeybee? “
“ What’s going on here? You promised me all those things, but that wasn’t part of it. I don’t know those kids. They don’t know me. Some of them are older than me and they didn’t seem to care at all that they would have someone younger than them held in higher regard. Doesn’t that seem weird to you? “
He thought about it for all of 2 seconds, then shrugged. “ No. My control knows no bounds. “
At this I blinked and turned to look at him over my shoulder with a brow raised. “ I’m sorry, what? Your control? You’re controlling them? “
“ Of course. Do not sound so surprised, my Bee. I am much stronger than I was when we first met. “ This seemed to incite his pride, as he smiled; quite proud of himself.
Something here wasn’t making sense. If he was so proud of his damn abilities then, “ Why aren’t they praising you instead? I haven’t done anything. “
He laughed, “ Who’s pheromones do you think broke down their defenses to make it so effortless for me? “
...
The bastard.
“ Pheromone therapy “ my ass!
Abruptly, I jerked up from the bed and away from him. I was angry, he could tell. But it did nothing but amuse him. I didn’t try and attack him, for all I know he could be more powerful for real and be able to stop me without any real effort. That would leave me in a frustrated position. My arms came over my elbows as I stalked over to the large window; with red curtains on either side, of course.
“ Something else troubles you, my child? “
I sneered at my reflection as he spoke. I didn’t know you could want to hit a person so much. My right hand balled into a fist as it sought to take its anger out on something fleshy. “ I didn’t ask for this. I don’t want this. I don’t want to control them. They’ve done nothing to me and I don’t even know them. Some of them are younger than I was when I came here! “
I watched his reflection shake his head from side to side as he stood and leisurely walked over to where I was. Again, his hands were on my shoulders. My bare shoulders, as my outfit didn’t cover them. “ They are your HIVE, my Queen Bee. They shall help us move towards the goal of dominating the world. “
Whoa.
Hold on.
“ What?! “ Again I turned, this time shoving him off me at the same time. “ Where the hell did that come from?! And what the fuck is this ‘ us ‘ business?! You’re not the one being used for her chemical scents! And that is what you’re doing, you’re using me to cloud their minds and control them without straining yourself. “
A shrug, and his position did not change. He seemed to ignore my animosity and press his hand to the glass; the skyline of the city lit up in the dark of the night. “ You’ve got it all figured out. I’m proud. You’re getting smarter faster than I anticipated. “
“ Fuck that shit, watch me leave faster than you anticipated too...” I was stalking to the door with a purpose in mind. I was going to get the hell out of here and I was going to find...something, someplace, somehow.
I never made it to the door.
This man made as much noise as he wanted coming up behind me. I was tossed onto the bed with surprising strength. Someone had been training, so it seemed. Ruffled and annoyed, I sat right back up and moved to shove the bottom of my robe back over my thighs.
His hand stopped me.
Fuck.
The look on his face had changed. He was still smiling, but it was a hardened smile, and something else was in his eyes. Something else I recognized but I desperately wished to mistake it for something else. My teeth gritted as I was forced back onto the bed while he got onto it; advancing on me. His hand and his body.
“ You fail to realize my dear Honeybee, that you do not have a choice in the matter. You cease to have any freedom of choice at all. I told you before you were mine. You still are. You do what I tell you to, and nothing else. You’ll leave when I see fit, and not before. And trust me, my dear Bee, you won’t leaving here. Ever. “
That emotion I recognized was over shined by a crazed light. This man really believed what he was saying, and he intended for me to believe it too. Well, I had had enough of this by now. I pushed both hands to the bed to try and throw him off. I was getting the hell out of Dodge.
His full weight came onto me, my robe was yanked up over my midsection. I flailed, I kicked, I screamed, I clawed and bit. But it didn’t make a difference. Every time I moved to do something, it became harder to move the next time. It felt like I was throwing sandbags instead of my own limbs.
I had only flailed and fought for about 20 seconds before I slumped back on the bed; panting like I ran a marathon. I hated him for turning my body against me and me being able to do shit about it.
“ Who...who are you? “
“ Most everyone calls me Headmaster. The rest, Brother Blood. You, my Honeybee, shall call me Daddy. “
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me...
“ I won’t let you do this! I didn’t ask for this! You didn’t mention this! “
He laughed. I didn’t think I could hate him anymore. I really didn’t.
“ On the contrary my dear, didn’t I promise you Blood? That’s exactly what you’re going to get...”
Son of a bitch...
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