Chapter 5: Chapter 5: We May Be More F*cked Than We Already Are.

Trigger Warning: Implication of harm to women and children, mention of a past act of sexual violence.

CREEEEK!

“Wakey wakey eggs and bakey, it’s time to go to crusty.” Said the henchwoman as she opened the door and approached my chair.

As the woman took off my restraints her hands met mine as she placed handcuffs on each wrist. She had to have just been fucking with me as she put them on the tightest setting.

“No funny business or we make the kid chop his mom’s fingers off. And no talking.” Said the henchwoman shoving me out the door.

There was no point in talking as there was nothing to say. Instead walking through the silent hallway was the only thing I did. Through each door and each room many people looked at me and started murmuring to themselves. Each of them wearing armor and drinking water bottles as they looked at me made me feel bizarre. Being oogled was unlike anything I had ever felt in my life. To them, I was just a walking corpse who was now useful.

To how I would be useful I was yet to find out.

The building we were in had to have been an old office building as many cubicles were still standing. Although I doubt any of these people are employees for a company.

“This way freakazoid.” Said the henchwoman shoving me into an empty yet working elevator.

As the elevator doors closed behind me I could feel my mind wander into a different place…it was like…I was remembering something…important…

————————-(FLASHBACK)——————

DING!

The lobby, I would assume it’d be empty on a Friday night as everyone would be partying the weekend away. But where did that leave me, a graduate of Meta Corp hero program at age 23 with nowhere and nothing to do? 

Nothing.

It left me nowhere to go, no one to talk to that I could trust, and definitely nothing to do. I was now a meta Corp hero which meant I was a hero on a shift and my shift was over. 

All my family is dead.

All my old friends are dead.

Tyrone is busy on duty.

Daniela won’t talk to me after…last night. She touched me and she said she loved me and wanted to keep going. But…I could still hear them…those fuckers at the prison as they ravaged my…don’t think about it now…don’t think about it now…it’s over…they can’t harm you now…no matter how horrific they raped you and mocked you and ripped your clothes off and…and…

I could feel myself crying…but only for a moment…it was best to not delve into the past…not now…especially not now. After all, when you started thinking about it when Daniela touched you you screamed like a banshee and started strangling her. She told you she loved you and you started strangling her just…like…mother.

“ERGH! Stop thinking about the past! Stop thinking about the fucking past! FUCK! ARGH!” I screamed out loud walking through the empty streets of Sector One.

Even though the people of Sector One had a curfew of eight pm superheroes could do whatever the hell happened. And you know what I wanted to do while I was in the night alone in some fancy-ass city I didn’t belong. I belonged in the slums…the normal cities…as a supervillain. And where was it now? In the garments of a meta corp slave.

I just wish someone…anyone…that I knew from my past that loved me would be here with me now. Father…dead…Marrissa…mutilated…Angelica…Missing…

…Alice.

“Wherever you are, just know that I still love you Alice…just know that I…miss you…miss you…miss you…miss you…miss you…”

————————-(END OF FLASHBACK)——————

“...miss you.” I said out loud right before being smacked with a fist on the back of my head.

“I told you to shut up now, didn’t I? Now keep quiet!” Said the henchwoman as the door to the elevator opened.

Alice…was someone I loved…but there’s more to that relationship than my mind is letting on…so much more.

I just need time to find out.

As each of us entered the room something felt off. The room smelled like various types of rusty metal as the room was one long hall with large living barracks with doors on each of them. The barracks were painted a dark grey and on the door was a single continuing number as the barracks went on. As my walk continued we stopped right at the barrack labeled number seventeen.

“You get in and stay there. If you make so much of an attempt to escape we’ll behead you and make you watch as we do horrifying things to that boy and his mother. You got that!” Said the henchwoman opening the door right after unlocking the handcuffs.

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As I nodded she motioned for me to get into the dimly lit barracks and with a few steps inside the door shut behind me. There was not a single source of light instead there were holes in the ceiling all showing paths of light.

There was nothing in the barracks, no food, no water, and not even any beds. I don’t think there was anyone else in here besides me…

“Doug…is that you?” said a familiar feminine-sounding voice.

“Alice, that you? Is sq…ergh…Daniel there? Are you guys okay? I said looking all over for both of them yet I couldn’t find either of them in the dimly lit room.

“Alice…Daniel? Where are…you.” I said feeling something squishy.

“Um, Doug.” Said Alice right in front of me.

“Yeah?”

“That’s my boob.” She said grabbing my hand and lowering it down.

“Riiiiiigggghhhhhhttttt…sorry…but…” I said hugging her instantly which caught her by surprise.

When I remembered remembering how I felt about her those emotions came out onto me. It was like I gained the feelings of my past self without even fully knowing where those feelings came from. But if my past self loved this woman and wanted her alive and well then it was my job to keep her alive and well. And that included her son too even if I still found him annoying.

“Do you remember me?” She said not even hugging me back.

“Very little, but just enough to know I loved you,” I said holding her tighter to which she reciprocated.

“That’s good enough for right now.” Said Alice hugging me tightly as did squirt.

“Do you remember who I am?” said squirt hugging the side me tightly.

“Not yet…but my memories are coming quickly so sooner or later something might pop up,” I said letting go of Alice and Squirt to look at them to see if they were okay.

Looking closely at the light both of them were okay. Whatever healer they had did a damn good job healing them since each of them looked like nothing had happened to them even though I knew that wasn’t the case. 

“So what now? I don’t think that there just going to let us go.” Said Squirt taking a seat on the floor as Alice and I followed.

“Well, it’s me they want, not you.” I said scratching my burnt skin.

“But for what? There’s nothing left of the scraper, there’s no more meta corp, and there isn’t even any more government? What could they possibly want?” Said Alice rubbing her face as soon as she finished speaking.

“They want to open the safe at the bottom of the building.” said a deep-toned masculine voice from behind us.

Out of a spot none of us had seen before out came a six-foot-two muscular black man who wore nothing but army garments and black boots. His hair was short and his accent sounded not like one I heard around in my memories or after I woke up. However, he approached us from behind sitting down next to us on the floor in clear view.

“What’s in the vault, mister?” Said Squirt looking at this mysterious hunk with not a look of fear of strangers but rather a look of intrigue.

“A whole lot of Compound Zap and experimental versions of the drug Meta Corp was making and keeping in storage before the scraper fell. There was a man who singlehandedly destroyed the scraper building and sealed off the entrance to the vault right before he did it. And now those who remain in this city want it to win  a war with sectors four, five, and six. Whoever gets that safe open wins the power lotto.” Said the man scratching the outside of his nose.

“But why are those sectors at war?” I asked right as the man stopped scratching his nose.

“Well, because ever since that video came out of what Meta Corp was really about sectors four through six began an uprising causing all of D City to fall to war. And now those who are metahumans are at war with non meta humans since meta humans want things to go back to the way they were once were while none metahumans don’t. After all, D City was a shithole before the water stopped running.” said the man yawning as he spoke.

“And so who are the people here? The ones that are keeping us here?” I asked impatiently.

“Well Doug, you should recognize them after all, we were working with them closely.” Said the man looking at me with a smirk on their face.

“And who might you be exactly. My memory doesn’t serve me so well.” I asked now looking back at him with a look of intrigue.

“My name is Tyrone, and you Doug caused all of this. And for your own sake, I hope you don’t do what they tell you to do ‘cause if you do then we may be more fucked than we already are.”

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