Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Boy Meets Catgirl ❯ Episode Two: Stranded A Run and Gun dilemma! ( Chapter 2 )

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Act II: Boy Meets Catgirl

 

Episode Two: Stranded A Run and Gun dilemma!

 

 

By Sir Aaron Rowell

 

 

 

 

Lightning and thunder reigned over the skies as rain decorated the castle in the mountains. The cold fog swarmed over the giant building like the creamy icing to a birthday cake. The tall buildings connected to the gothic setting were infested with a flock of giant vampire bats which called the melodramatic structure home. Though a normal person would have found the place creepy, the castle and its melancholy was comfortable for a dangerous new cult, “The Brood.”

 

Suddenly, the castle's solemn aura was interrupted by the violent, angry howling from one of the taller towers. Inside this structure, a man who appeared no older than twenty-eight years old began chewing out his robed minions. Obviously one of their plans had not succeeded as planned. The man who led these now frightened cultists stood six feet, three inches and had long jet black hair which was slicked back down his back. He wore only a pair of patented leather pants and leather strapped boots, making him looks like some heavy metal rock star. He turned his cold blue eyes to one of his men and yelled, “You idiot! Why did you let Melmar take off with the wind stone?”

 

“My apologies, My Lord… He could not be reasoned with. Soon after he took the stone, he took a cadre of men with him… and…”

The taller man then finished, “… And that fool kidnapped Vice Prime Minister Lord Tusk's daughter thinking that her sacrifice will earn him planet Phantasia? I don't know who's the bigger fool, you or that blasted egomaniac.”

 

“I'm sorry, my lord! Please forgive my incompetence!”

 

“Heh… And in addition to this offense, two young mercenaries rescued the girl and killed Melmar and the others. From what Delsu told me, the wind stone was taken by one of the mercenaries. There's no telling where it went! I lost the stone and valuable men because of your stupidity, Ukram, “cried the leader as he grabbed Ukram by the throat and picked him up to his eye level.

”Spare me, Lord Raiden! I'll redeem myself by recovering the stone!”

Just then, one of Raiden's informers entered the room to speak, “Lord Raiden!”

The tall man turned to the informer and spat, “What is it, Doki, can't you see that I'm busy?”

”Sir, we have located the wind stone on the Island Nation of Valerie Cross on Planet Phantasia.”

”Valerie Cross?”

 

“Yes, Sir. One of the Mercenaries, one Corey Bassmaster has possession of the stone and is stranded on the island. Not much known about his partner, though.”

“Excellent, Doki,” said Raiden as let go of his minion and said, “You have seventy two hours to recover the stone by any means necessary, do I make myself clear?”

”Yes, my lord! I will not let you regret this.”

”I think I already have….”

 

Meanwhile, on Jalpa Island, the hot summery heat of the island baked the land and its inhabitants. It is now the afternoon on this hot tropical Saturday when a certain mercenary awakened. As his eyes opened, Darren finds himself in a comfortable room. As he adjusted his sheets, he noticed that he was completely naked. `Oh no… I hope they did not take advantage of me while I was out. Speaking of which, where the hell am I?' wondered the teen as he sat up from his bed. As he looked around, he sees the room was well furnished in a more feminine flare telling him that he was sleeping in one of the amazon's rooms. Darren soon felt a sharp pain coming from his mid section and upper torso, `Ow… Of course falling to the thick canopy of the jungle didn't go smoothly. And those damn amazons didn't make it easier…' His thoughts were interrupted as someone entered the door. It was the same brunette who led the amazons earlier only now she wore a pair of jeans and a short t-shirt. Her chestnut brown hair was now styled in respectable ponytail. She was holding a bundle of clothes and placed it on the bed, “There. Your fatigues were badly damaged so I had to get you some clothes.”

 

“Thanks. By the way, what was that about earlier?”

”You mean that attack?”

 

“Yeah.”

”Well, we amazons here in Jalpa were testing your strength. You are of course a young strong male and we fight you for sport.”

”Sport?”

 

“Most of this village's inhabitants are female. And when a strong young male like yourself come around, we try to test you out to see if you're worthy.”

”No offense, but that sounds a tad… barbaric.”

”I know… But it's a bit of a tradition. Besides, Mimi was the one who chose you long before.”

”What do you mean?”

 

“You don't remember me, do you?”

”What are you talking about. The only thing I remember about you is your name, Nina.”

”More than that…. When you were very little I used to babysit you. You're so much like your mother, you know.”

 

“You know my mom?”

”Of course… Don't you remember living here in Targa?”

”Oh my god…. Big Sister Ni-Ni, is that you?”

 

“That's me.”

”It's… been so long. I'm sorry if I didn't recognize you. It's been 4 and a half years since I've lived in Targa. Everything's a blur after that night I camped out with Mimi back then…”

'He doesn't remember… his awakening,' the brunette thought sadly.

 

“By the way… is it okay if I use your phone right quick? I need to see if my cousin is okay.”

 

“Sure… right after you put your clothes on, stud,” winked the older brunette as she moved out of the room. Minutes later, Darren reorients himself in his new set of threads which consist of a pair of roughly cut cargo shorts that reached past his knees, a black tank top with a skull/cross bone design, and a pair of low top sneakers. He then tied his long mane of hair into a bushy ponytail. The young merc then left the room, only to her Nina whistle her approval, “Not bad, Dee-Dee. Here's my cell. Don't take too long, though. I just added 40 credits to it.”

 

“Thanks, I appreciate that”, answered Darren as he took the phone and dialed the number.

Meanwhile on the beautiful tropical Island of Valerie Cross a certain violet haired young man paced back and front in his hotel room. It's been since last night since Corey was violently separated from his cousin Darren during a surprise attack from the Brood's remaining thugs. Since then he had no choice but to land the battle shuttle to the island due to lack of fuel and the ship's system malfunctions. It also helped that he needed to find a place where he needed to think. Well, of course being in an island full of hot women pretty much kept him in such a raging fit. Mainly because he was trying his damndest to keep from giving in to his temptations so he could formulate a rescue mission for Darren. About ready to punch a gaping hole on the wall for his frustrations, he hears a simple hip hop tune coming from his BDU cargo pocket. Grunting in annoyance, Corey dug through the pocket and picked up his cell phone. As he noticed an alien number on its screen, Corey answered hotly, “Hello?”

”Yo, CJ, it's me!”

 

Corey then turned red in anger as he screamed, “DEE!! WHERE THE F*** ARE YOU??!! YOU HAD ME FRIKKON WORRIED SICK, YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!”

 

“Yo, calm down, CJ, I'll tell you…. I fell down on Jalpa last night using that Brood creep to break my fall. Besides a few bruises, I'm fine. By the way, remember when we were kids, we used to live here?”

”Well yeah, but that was a while ago.”

 

“Well right now I'm at Big Sister Ni-Ni's house. Remember that cute little redhead from back in the day?”

”Yeah… I remember you two were together like peanut butter and chocolate.”

”Well she pretty much remembered who I was and… Let's just say that I'm stuck here for a minute.”

”That's cool. I'll be back there in like three or four days.”

”Why so long?”

”Well I want to test the waters here to see what the women like. Besides, you already have a honey dip you could be with. Let me have my cake and eat it, too.”

”As you wish…”

”By the way `cuz… It's great to hear that you're still alive. You had me there for a second, Man.”

 

“Yeah, I know…. I'll talk to you later. I'm sure Nina would like her phone back.”

”Alright. Bye, Bro.”

”Bye.”

 

With a simple click on the phone, the violet haired teen took a sigh of relief. With a giant Cheshire grin, “Now that that's been taken care of, it's time I relieve some… stress.”

 

As soon as Darren finished his phone conversation, he walked out of Nina's house to look through the village. The architecture was somewhat of a blend of Bamboo and wooden houses and buildings perched through the Jungle's wooded area. The ninety-four degree weather was topped with humidity, causing the dark-haired teen to sweat heavily. As he brushed his thick bang from his eyes, he noticed a certain redhead sitting comfortably on the edge of a well crafted water fountain. She was dressed in a cargo Capri pants and a cutoff black tank top with a red heart and sneakers. Her long red hair was styled in a high ponytail that reached her bottom. The mercenary gulped at how stunning the redhead looked as she got up from her position and smiled sweetly, “Hi there, Dee-Dee.”

”Ummm… hi.”

 

“I'm sorry about earlier… I came off a little strong, didn't I?”

”A little… But anyways, how are you?”

”Oh I'm fine… and you?”

”Been better…”

”Hmmph… Still doing the Mercenary gig I see.”

 

“How did you…?”

”Poppa have been keeping tabs on you since you left here long ago.”

”I see…”

 

“You know I still like you a lot, Dee-Dee. For as long as I can remember, I've been very fond of you.”

 

“Huh…. Oh. I like you too, Mimi. You and I have been good friends since we were little.”

”Yes, but my feelings reach beyond friendship.”

'She says it so bluntly with no hint of shyness? Is she for real?' thought the teen as he nervously scratched his bushy head, “Isn't it a tad too fast that you are telling me this?”

”I've told you about this when we were kids. Don't you remember?”

”No...”

”I see,” the redhead sighed sadly, “I'm sorry I've been such a bother to you, Dee-Dee.”

”Hey wait a minute! I…” started Darren as he was soon interrupted by rude noises coming from behind him. As he turned around, he sees a blonde-haired teenage boy with a caramel tan who stood in front of an entourage of thuggish looking teens. The blonde turned to Darren and glared, “And just who are you to be coming up to my girl, Punk?”

Mimi glared back at the blonde and snapped, “Look, Butch, I am not your girl!”

”Who are you and what type of shithole did you come from,” asked Darren as he turned to face the new opposition, unfazed by the strength in numbers.

 

“To answer your question, dickhead, the name's Butch, and this here is my crew. We run the village,” announced the blonde as he points to himself and his entourage.

 

“That doesn't impress me, Blondie,” The dark-haired teen yawned then stared intently, “Attack me if you dare… I will crush you.”

 

“Okay, let's get it started then.”

 

Mimi suddenly grabbed Darren's arm, “Stop it! These guys are pretty strong…. And they play dirty.”

 

“I've seen day old pizza tougher then these losers. I think I can handle them nicely.”

 

“But still…”

”You better listen to my girl if you know what's good for you, kid, `cause me and my boys will mar that pretty little face of yours.”

 

“Since when was she ever yours, ass?”

”Since you and your punk ass family of yours left this Island years ago.”

That's when Darren started to lose his cool, “It's on now… Say one more thing about my family and I'll…”

”ENOUGH! THERE WILL BE NO FIGHTING HERE!” screamed a raging voice in the background. Darren turned to see a giant hulk of a man who stood just about seven feet tall and structured with solid muscle.

 

Mimi quickly panicked. “Poppa, what are you doing here?”

 

Butch's reaction was no different. “Oh snap, it's the high chief!”

 

The big man crossed his arms at the display, not liking what he saw. It was his young pupil and his goons once again trying to hit on his only daughter. On top of that, he sees another young man standing right next to the redhead. Looking closely, he noticed that the teen looked very familiar. His hard expression softened as he smiled, “Well… well… what have we here?”

”Umm… uh… hi there”, Darren said quietly as he looked up at the larger man.

 

Mimi begged, `Poppa, please don't kill Dee-Dee… Pretty… Pretty please!'

 

Mimi's father then slapped both of his meaty palms on Darren's shoulders and beamed, “Well if it isn't Darren! You're starting to look more like your father when he was your age.”

 

Everyone nearby yelled a collective “What?!” as they stared confusedly at the scene before them.

 

The Dark-haired youth soon recognized the man, “Uncle Bruce?”

”I'm glad you remembered me. How's your Grampa doing these days?”

”Well the old fart's doing fine I guess.”

'Oh hell naw! This fool's cool with my woman's pop. I gotta take him out,' schemed Butch as he looked at his new rival.

 

“How about you join me and Mimi to dinner tonight so we could get well acquainted?”

”Sure…”

 

Butch turned red with anger and yelled, “I'm not done with you, pretty boy! You and me in a match tomorrow!”

Darren looked at butch, “Okay… What's the stipulation?”

“It's a no disqualification extreme rules wrestling match. And the prize is Mimi.”

“Are you crazy?! She's not some piece of meat!”

Bruce glared at the young punk, “I agree with Darren here. No daughter of mine will become someone's prize.”

 

Mimi quietly answers, “I'll accept.”

 

The dark-haired boy turned to Mimi shockingly, “What? Are you friggon serious?!”

 

“I know for a fact that my Dee-Dee will mop the flow with you. You have no chance.”

 

“Oh really… Just you wait, Mimi. I'll make you mine.” The blonde left the park area with his entourage in a huff.

 

Mimi grabbed onto Darren and beamed, “Dee, I'm sure you'll win.”

”What have I got myself into…?”

 

Later that day, Corey decided to see the whole town. Much to his enjoyment, about seventy percent of the island's inhabitants are female… hot nubile females. After shopping for some new cloths, the violet haired mercenary soon decided a good massage was in order. After he entered the said parlor, Corey soon entered the room to see a very attractive masseuse preparing the massage bed.

 

“Hey, Baby,” The violet-haired merc chimed, not noticing the annoyed glance from the masseuse, “I'm ready for that heavenly massage. But look here, don't get me too laid back… I want to save some for the main event. You feelin' me?”

 

The brunette hissed, “Oh yeah, I'm “feelin' you” all right, Loverboy , but fortunately I got some important things to do so I can't do you today. There's another girl taking my place.”

 

“Is she bangin' like you?”

 

“Let's just say that she's… got an unforgettable presence,” said the woman as she smirked evily as she left the scene.

”Oooh… this I gotta see.”

 

As Corey laid down on the bed face down, a hulking figure entered the room. The gigantic woman's rippled physique through a tight fitted leotard and tights. The amazon sweetly greeted herself, “Hi… I'm Candi, and I'll be your masseuse for the day.”

Not looking at the female behemoth, Corey answered, “Oh Baby, you sound so lovely. Must be heaven `cause I could've sworn I heard an angel.”

”Oooh… You're such a kidder. Now… Just sit right there and let Momma do the rest.”

Corey soon relaxed, “Hey I was wondering… What do you look like? Are you a hot brunette, a spunky redhead, or maybe a smoking blonde?”

”Well… With these pretty baby blues, my luscious body, and golden locks I fancy myself as not only a smoking blonde, but a goddess.”

 

“Oh really… Maybe I should get have some of that divine lovin' and take your pretty butt to heaven.”

 

“Hmmm… Maybe I should,” smirked Candi as she started massaging the violet haired boy's back with her large hands. Corey soon felt a little unease as he sensed something abnormal from the massaging, “My… what big… hands you got there.”

 

“The better to rub you with.”

”Okay…” He felt hard knuckles tenderizing his muscles. “Ooh.”

”Oh… sorry, but I can get a little rough at times.”

”Heh… Is that all… Just give me what you got… I can take it! I'm a man! Give me your best shot,” he then felt more knuckles raining down, making him moan in pleasure. The pleasure soon was halted as he felt a pain spike his shoulder, “ugh!”

”Don't worry… I'll take care of that little knot for you,” she then hooked her meaty hands on to the hurt shoulder and rubbed, causing Corey to relax. Smirking at his pleasure, the blonde masseuse waited as her client lifted his head to stretch, grabbing him into a sleeper hold. Panicking at the sudden grab, Corey threw the larger woman overhead in reflex. As she landed on her feet catlike, Corey stared in horror at the sight before him. As he caught his baring, “Who… what… are you? And why the fudge did you grab me like that?!”

”Heh… Surprised? I'm Elsa…. I was hired to return something you stole recently.”

”I dunno what the hell you're talking about.”

”Don't play dumb with me, cutey, they told me you stole a blue diamond with a platinum chain wrapped around it. I was also told to get it through any means necessary.”

”Oh… That. Well… Here, I'll show you,” as he led the giant woman follow him, only to get smack with a double ax handle. Afterwards, Corey made a break for the locker room, where he grabbed his gym bag full of his personal items. As he grabbed the bag, the nearby wall exploded, revealing a pissed off giant woman. The amazon asked, “Give me the damn diamond, you little shit, or I'll rip your head off!”

 

“Oh shit…. Gotta run,” cried the violet-head as he left the scene with a bag on his back and a pair of Speedos. As he left the parlor, he sees his rental car in his view but before he enters, he looks under the cab, only to see an alien device attached. Cursing his luck he stopped a nearby taxi. Looking at the cabby, he asks, “Can you get me as far away as friggin possible?”

“Like, dude, where's your clothes?”

Watches Elsa bust out of the building, “Never mind, that, just take me outta here!!”

 

As the giant woman jumps toward the cab, the car burned out of its way, turning the giant into huge crater on the road. The big woman screamed in frustration and whipped out her cell phone, “Master Ukram, the boy escaped with the diamond.”

“You stupid big wench! How could you let him go?!!”

 

“My apologies, my lord, but the little creep slipped through.”

“Don't worry, I have an ace up my sleeve…”

As the taxi drove through town, Corey found time to get dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. The cabby then looked at the teen and asked, “Any place in particular, dude?”

“Take me to the empress hotel. I have some things I need to get.”

 

“Sorry, dude, but I can't do that.”

Corey mockingly asked, “Like why not?”

The cabby pulls out a pistol and pointed dead at Corey, “That's why.”

“I'll be damned…”

 

“Give me the diamond and you'll be safe, okay?”

Slowly pulling out a gun from his bag without the cabby's notice, the violet-head smiled, “Okay.”

 

“Now be a good little boy and give it here.”

“Sure thing, here,” said Corey as he brought up his gun and blasted the cabby dead between the eyes, staining the windshield with blood. As the car went out of control, Corey, with his bag in hand, jumps out of the car and lands roughly on the asphalt as the taxi crashed into a wall, causing a big explosion nearby. The violet-haired boy then fled the scene in a hurry, thanking the sky that no one was nearby to notice the scene. He got up feeling his new found bruises and dug though his bag. He then looks at his new platinum chain and diamond and wondered in concern, “What the hell is so important about this thing?”

 

*To be continued*