Chapter 12A Chapter by Rylan Leif
All the best ones have filthy scenes
The tests went really well. Dr. Priya had us trot the raptors around like award winning horses. She even got the Blues to set us up an obstacle course like they have at dog shows that we took them through. It consisted of some high jumps, which the raptors cleared with ease, a little maze that was pretty easy to solve and then some tubes and ramps. It was child’s play, really.
Then we had them do the course again with us controlling them mentally instead of riding on them. It was actually a little tricky because Draak and Kobor are strong-willed and they liked running around on their own but after a few failed tries to get away, they submitted to our commands.
I was a little uncomfortable with the fact that Draak and Kobor were armed with guns that were surgically inserted into their collar bones. I felt awful that they had to be mutilated so that they could become weapons of mass destruction but according to Kobor, the guns just took some getting used to, they didn’t hurt at all. They didn’t look like much but they had impressive firepower. They were basically two little silver tubes that protruded from their collarbones, but when they fired it was a total surprise. They emitted pulses of red energy that exploded when it came in contact with solid objects. It would take a few shots to bring down something big but one hit was pretty detrimental to anything the size of a human.
Target practice was fun. We had to shoot at some targets on a wall in the arena that was about 20 meters away, no big deal but I got a bunch of bullseyes and Shyloh only got one. Then we had to shoot bottles that were on a moving track; we each hit every single one on the first try. We were assassins on raptor-back.
Before we had to head back to our room we had to take Kobor and Draak to the exercise room. (Yeah Cere-Tech has a fully equipped gym which we didn’t know about, of course). We had to make them run on the treadmills so we could clock their maximum speeds with and without us riding them. Draak maxed out at 104 kilometers an hour which beat Kobor’s speed of 102 kilometers an hour. But when we were riding, Kobor creamed Draak with a speed of 101 kilometers an hour; Draak maxed out at 95. I felt like a proud father when Kobor won and I just loved rubbing Shyloh’s nose in it. Of course, the fight was on when Draak lost. He was convinced that it wasn’t fair because he had to run first and he was “completely and utterly exhausted from having run an unfeasible one hundred and four clicks earlier”. He was just like Shyloh, the sorest loser.
“Good news!” Shyloh announced as we entered our room. We interrupted Reese and Trix who were knee-deep in a hearty game of Scrabble.
“One second!” Trix shouted, thrusting her hand in the air to hush Shyloh, “That’s on a triple word score and the Q is on a triple letter score! That makes the total one hundred and forty-four plus an extra bonus of fifty points for using all my letters in one move, which brings the total to one hundred and ninety-four points. Suck it, I whooped you with ‘CAZIQUES’!” She was panting heavily and looked like a tomato. “Whew! Now what was this good news of yours Shyloh?”
“We talked with Dr. Priya today and she agreed to talk with her colleagues about us staying here. She said that it wasn’t a for sure thing though, it was probably going to take some convincing on her part apparently.”
“That’s awesome!” Trix cried, “How did you swing that?”
“We just appealed to her human nature I guess.” I said. Reese laughed sarcastically.
“Human nature? What a joke.” She spat.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked.
“Oh nothing. It’s just that anything human that was in her, died off years ago. She’s nothing more than an empty shell of flesh hiding a monster.” Reese averted her eyes and started piling the Scrabble tiles back into their velvet bag. The silence in the room got really awkward for awhile until Trix broke the tension.
“So we have a chance at least?” She asked.
“Yeah, a pretty decent one. She was very delighted that you were interested in rejoining them though, Reese.” She didn’t look up at me to respond; she just nodded her head and kept shuffling the tiles into the bag. “She said that you might have to have a meeting with her, Dr. Spast and Dr. Tilett though because they want to see if you have any new progressive ideas that are worth their while.”
“Oh, I’ve got some pretty good ideas for them alright. I’m progress my fist up her a*s!” She hissed.
“Whoa Reese!” Shyloh screamed, “Take it easy. You can’t fly off the handle like that. If we want them to fall for this charade then we have to commit fully to the part.” Reese didn’t seem to heed Shyloh’s advice at all, she just rolled her eyes. Shyloh marched up to her and slapped the bag of tiles out of her hand. “Hey! Pay some god damn attention! You have to keep your distaste for all these people below the surface. Otherwise you’ll be risking all of our lives. And I am not having that! I’m not going to end up getting shot by those god damn blue peons that are crawling all over this place because you can’t keep your crap on lock!”
The room was still and deadly silent. Everyone was in awe at Shyloh’s remarks and Reese looked like she was about to wet herself.
“I’m sorry.” She replied finally. “I don’t want any of you to die because of my hate for these people. You have to understand that they took a lot from me though. They took away my home and murdered my friends. I’m actually surprised that it’s so simple for all of you to just go along with this without wanting to tear Dr. Priya apart.”
“But we do want to do that Reese.” Trix said, resting her hand on her shoulder. “Cere-Tech took those very same things from all of us too. We know what you’re going through. But if we want to survive this, we need time on our side; and the only way that can happen is by going through with this plan. We all know that it’s hard but we need to just grow up and let go for awhile until we can dismantle this entire establishment and make Dr. Priya suffer for her crimes.”
“Exactly.” I said, “It shouldn’t take too long. Once we get passed this, it’ll be smooth sailing for us. Alright?”
Reese stood up and faced Shyloh, “I’m sorry. You are all right. I will bite my tongue for the sake of all our lives. But when we start to take this place down, I want the first blow to Dr. Priya’s smart mouth. Can we agree on that?”
Shyloh clasped Reese’s hand, “Agreed. As long as I get to shove a big a*s needle in her neck.”
“And I get to throw her in front of a moving bus!” Trix cut in. We all laughed.
“It’s settled then.” I said, “We just need to make sure that your meeting with all of the Beasts goes really well.”
“Don’t worry about that Sylas. I’ll have that crap on lock, as your sister so eloquently put it.” She flashed a smile at Shyloh who returned the favour.
“Sorry. That wasn’t my most shining moment.” She responded, blushing ever so slightly.
“That’s alright, I deserved it. So when did she say that she’d be holding this meeting?”
“She didn’t.” I answered, “But it’ll probably be later today. Maybe after lunch.”
I was right, yet again, Dr. Priya operated like clockwork. The moment Reese’s fork shoveled in her last bit of potato goo (which by the way actually tasted like potatoes), Dr. Priya waltzed in and told Reese to follow her to a meeting with their old partners. She left without showing any sort of sign of nervousness, anxiety or discomfort.
This is actually going to work! I thought.
“How do you think it’ll go?” Shyloh asked.
“I’m not sure really. I hope it goes well. Reese didn’t look too worried so I’m taking her confidence as a good sign. But I guess we’ll find out for sure in a bit.”
We tried to play Scrabble to pass the time but our minds were too busy thinking about what was happening between Reese and Dr. Priya. The wait dragged on for hours in our minds, but it had really only lasted about ten minutes. We quit Scrabble, having only spelled about two words each so we tried cards. Bullshit didn’t last long and neither did Crazy Eights, but by the time we were thinking about playing Go Fish and while our heads were teetering on the precipice of explosions, Reese walked in with Dr. Priya-- and they looked friendly.
“Get your things together!” Dr. Priya said jauntily. “We’re moving you to the guest quarters!”
“Does that mean we get to stay?” Shyloh asked excitedly.
“Yes. Well, you are all on probation for a little while because my colleagues are still a little skeptical but I think they’ll grow out of it once we produce some brilliant results. So, I reiterate: Get your things together!”
“What things?” Trix asked, laughing.
“Oh.” Dr. Priya paused, “I guess you have a point there Bellatrix. Anyways, it doesn’t matter because now you’ll each have your own room that is nice and spacious and you’ll get clothes and shoes!”
“Well it’s about time!” I shouted, “Because these scrubs were not suiting me and my feet are so god damn sore from patting around on this cold floor with them.”
“No worries, we took the liberty of cleaning the clothes and shoes that you came to us in and they’re waiting for you in your rooms, along with some new additions.” Dr. Priya squealed and clapped her hands. “Oh this is so exciting! Let’s go!”
She led us down some more hallways until we ran into one that was covered with a brown diamond-patterned carpet that was incredibly warm and soft against my bare feet. The walls were white and were littered with light fixtures that looked like seashells. This part of the lab actually looked like a ritzy hotel.
I was put in room 8 and when I walked in I almost collapsed to my knees. I just wanted to touch the bed and cry. It was bigger than my room at home. There was a bathroom with a toilet, sink and a shower-tub combo thing; all the faucets were gold and ocean themed, with seashells and marine animals everywhere. The floor had the same carpet as that hall did and the bed was enormous! It was a queen size with about a dozen fluffy pillows on it and the mattress was to die for. When I jumped on it I sank in to the point where you could only see my feet sticking up. I was definitely going to sleep like a log for sure.
“This is the best part.” Dr. Priya said, walking over to a brown wooden wardrobe at the foot of the bed. She opened the doors and a flat screen TV popped out, which made me drool. “And there clothes in these drawers under the TV and there’s about ten pairs of shoes in the closet in front of the bathroom.”
“My God!” I exclaimed, “We should’ve switched sides the moment we got here!”
Dr. Priya chuckled, “You’re just outrageous Sylas!” She folded the doors shut and headed back to the door. “So you can just stay in here and relax for awhile, maybe get some well deserved rest, and then you’ll be called down to dinner through that intercom in the corner.” She pointed to a little white speaker box that was in the corner next to the bed. “Dinner is in the main hall, if you just walk straight out and turn right back down this hallway, you’ll pass a set of large wooden doors that look a lot like the ones on the wardrobe. Go through them and that’ll be the main hall. It’s your lucky day because it’s Fiesta Saturday, which means all you can eat tacos!”
“That’s awesome! I could really go for some good tacos right now.” Dr. Priya blushed and pranced out of the room. I hadn’t realized how dirty that sounded when I said it, but after I did I shuddered. It made me look like I had just made a pass at Dr. Priya. Sick.
I flushed the thought out of my mind and got up to open the wardrobe. It had been a long time since I watched some TV, I felt like I deserved a little ‘RnR’. I leaped onto the bed and snuggled in nicely under the quilt. When I turned the TV on I almost came in my pants. There was literally every single channel ever created on the TV. They even got every single movie channel; you know the ones that air without commercials and all the swearing, nudity and farts are intact? Yeah, those movie channels. It was the greatest thing I had ever seen.
I clicked on some good old ‘Family Guy’ while I changed my clothes. I threw on a grey wool sweater, black skinny jeans and a pair of red Chuck Taylor’s before I dozed off.
When I woke up the TV was off and someone walked into my room. I couldn’t tell who it was because all of the lights were off, but it was a woman wearing heels.
“Hello?” I asked; my voice was quivering a little. The woman made her way to my bed, her heels clicked softly against the carpet. “Who’s there?”
“It’s just me Sylas. Don’t worry.” I relaxed, realizing it was only Dr. Priya.
“Is it time for dinner yet? I must’ve missed the call because I fell asleep.”
“No, dinner isn’t prepared yet.”
“Oh alright.” I replied. “So what are you doing here?”
She didn’t reply. I felt her crawl on to the bed and I heard her heels fall off, thunk, thunk. At this point my heart started to beat a little harder against my ribs. What the hell was she doing?
She reached her hands under the covers and started fondling my leg.
“What the hell are you doing?” I screamed. She ignored me and blew out a bit of green powder out of her hand and into my face. I couldn’t help but inhale it.
It relaxed me instantly and a smile spread across my face. She smiled too; I could just faintly make it out from the light that poured in from the hallway. She looked stunning when she smiled. Her teeth were a beautiful pearly white and it lit up the light brown flecks in her eyes.
She leaned into me and our lips connected. I felt her tongue slide down my throat. It was incredibly long and flat and it tickled the inside of my mouth. Blood rushed to my crotch and in a moment of passion I flipped Dr. Priya on to her back and climbed on top of her. I kissed her lips and then progressed my way down her neck where I bit down softly. A moan hissed out of her lips and she latched her hands onto my back, clawing at them. I thrusted between her legs a few times and she bit down on my shoulder. Her teeth sunk in and pain shot up my arm, but it felt good. I pushed her back and kissed her collarbone, making her moan some more. The thrusting was accelerating and I kissed my way back up to her mouth, but when I opened my eyes I saw hers staring back at me. They were yellow and snake-like and her skin had turned to scales. She moaned again revealing her forked-tongue and two long and very sharp fangs. The illusion fell away and I swatted at her face. She screamed and hissed at me menacingly and then everything faded to black.
It was only a dream.
“Thank god.” I said as I opened my eyes. My sheets were tossed all over the place and my feet were dangling off the bed. But other than that, all was just as I left it. Family Guy was still playing on the TV, my door was closed and the lights were still on. I breathed a sigh of relief and noticed that my soldier was standing firmly at attention.
“Wow. That was twisted.” I muttered as my stomach turned at the thought of almost banging the Beast. “Dear Penis, if you could please calm down that would be great.” I tried forcing it down but it was still hard as a rock. Under normal circumstances, I’d rid myself of this dilemma as any normal teenage boy would. I even had about two hundred different porn channels to choose from on the TV but the thought of me thrusting Dr. Priya’s wrinkled, scaly and slippery body kept popping into my head, making it absolutely impossible to pleasure myself successfully. Luckily, after a few more minutes of the nauseating images of the Beast’s body swirling around in my head, my erection subsided.
I started thinking that I might have to hop in the shower to wash all the dirty that I was feeling off of me when the intercom buzzed, “Dinner is served” it said in a British man’s voice.
“Why thank you Jeeves.” I replied, laughing at my humorous wit. I stopped after a few chuckles then slapped my palm against my head, “Sylas, you’re such a loser.”
I headed out into the hall where I ran into Shyloh.
“So I was too busy orgasming over the fact that I had a massive bed to myself, I didn’t even bother listening to Dr. Priya when she told me how to get to the dinner hall. Where’s it at?” she asked.
“Oh how typical.” I joked, “Follow me, nimrod. I’ll get you your taco fix.”
“Sylas.” She said flatly.
“Don’t ever say anything like that to me ever again.”
It took me a few seconds to clue into what she was trying to say and then it hit me, “Oh! My bad. I can’t help the fact that taco has such negative and dirty connotations alright?”“Just shut up and walk.”
© 2012 Rylan Leif
A Grand Unraveling