The Nameless Ones
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Category:
DarkFic › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,282
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter Two: Zoo Time fun
Hello everyone, it is me again. Welcome to chapter two. I know it takes me a while to update most of the time, but I am busy with school work, getting griped at because of school work, getting grounded, and hiding this story from family, which, by the way, is highlyigioigious and they d prd problably try to baptise me if they saw this.....anyway, on with the show.
Chapter Two
Zoo Time Fun
We drove through the city passing by easy targets as we did, but tonight was not a business thing. Tonight was a night for fun, and as fun as stealing people was, we wanted animals tonight. I turned a corner, and suddenly saw something that was a interest to us all. A group of hicks were just standing there. The stupidest creatures I know of. They are so sexist and racist that they all deserve to die. We parked and turned off the headlight. I could hear one of them speaking; it was something about needing to get laid. I grabbed a small metal bat, as did Pogo, Ben, and Nathan. Beating hicks was something we did not have to ask each other if they wanted to do, we all loathed hicks to an extent that I am surprised we have not kidnapped one, but he would probably keep talking about his damn dog or some stupid shit like that.
We suddenly ran, all in unison but without a word or movement of when we should do it. Nathan threw his bat at one of the guys just when Nathan jumped, meaning the guy was hit in the forehead with a metal bat, followed by getting hit by a full grown man, needless to say, the hick was on the ground before he knew what hit him. Suddenly, the entire scene turned to chaos as everyone was beating the hicks, most of them not using a bat. He kept hitting the hicks with my bat until blood soaked the sides of it.
I looked at the bat and laughed as we all got up and looked down at the motionless hick, wondering if they were all dead until we heard them groan. I spit on them and walked off, then, on second thought, I ran back, jumped up, and slammed the bat onto one of them. He screamed in pain as we began walking back to the van again, got in, and left the scene.
We began again on our merry way, letting the bats soak in a canister that we always had in the van just in case something like that happens. Ben and Nathan began loading the tranquilizer guns as Pogo stared out of a window for a while. After about an hour, we arrived at the empty zoo parking lot. We all knew we had to be careful and quick, since there were cameras and guards. I looked around, and then we all separated.
Pogo went to the main zoo, with the big animals, while Nathan went to the monkey cages and Ben went to the small animal cages. I headed to the guard station. When I reached it, I shot a dart at the guard, and quickly pulled it out as he slept, and then I turned off all the cameras and surveillance things. I turned to leave just as I noticed a few night-vision goggles, used by the handlers to see how the animals behave alone in the night without letting the animals see them. I stole about seven of them or so, along with a few battery chargers and whatever else met my fancy. I quickly ran back to the van and loaded all of the stuff, taking one and putting it on, I ran back to the animals. I ran to a feline exhibit and kicked the door open. I walked to one of the open air exhibits and aimed the tranquilizer gun at the glowing green animal, and fired. The animal quickly fell and I jumped over the plexiglass barrier and grabbed the dart, quickly putting it in my pocket as I scooped up the larger than cat sized animal. I did not spend the time to look at his name, but it was a beautiful feline. It was about the size of a jaguar, but I knew it was neither as mean nor as yellow, but it did have spots. I saw Ben pass me with a jaguar in his hands. I watched him, and then quickly jumped out of the exhibit and walked to the van.
I arrived at the van to see Ben with the jaguar, Nathan with a spider monkey, and Pogo with a…giraffe? I walked to the van and unlocked the back door. It was wide enough to allow the giraffe, which surprised me, but, okay. We shoved the giraffe in, and then put in the monkey and the two felines. I hopped in, followed by everyone else, and began to quickly drive back home, since I did not want to be in a tight confined space when a giraffe wakes up. We laughed as we passed the still bleeding hicks. They were beginning to crawl toward what they hoped was help. I smirked as I got an idea.
I shot all of the hicks with a tranquilizer gun and quickly stuffed them in the back. I had an idea for torture that would make them forget all about beating women and thstupstupid dog. If we let them live, they would never be the same. Then I decided to just dump them all, letting them fall out o the back of the van at about seventy miles an hour. It was funny because there was a semi right behind us. We watched them all get splattered before the Semi jackknifed and became stuck on the road. We came to the docks and then we turned into the warehouse and parked.
More of it is to come soon, do not worry. and please review.
Hello, Forrest here again.
This is just a note to anyone who has ever been almost or actually, kidnapped. This is not meant to tell people to kidnap people. I know it is wrong, I infact, was almost kidnapped several years ago, and would have almost certainly been murdered and my corpse would have probably been left in some woods to slowly decay. But, I was not kidnapped (and I know it was a kidnapper in the way he did things, like making a u-turn and parking right in front of my house and asking me [a then six or seven year old kid] to help him move the clutch while he worked the engine, because his car broke down, when my seventeen or so year old sister could have helped him. So do not get mad at me because of something like that.
Chapter Two
Zoo Time Fun
We drove through the city passing by easy targets as we did, but tonight was not a business thing. Tonight was a night for fun, and as fun as stealing people was, we wanted animals tonight. I turned a corner, and suddenly saw something that was a interest to us all. A group of hicks were just standing there. The stupidest creatures I know of. They are so sexist and racist that they all deserve to die. We parked and turned off the headlight. I could hear one of them speaking; it was something about needing to get laid. I grabbed a small metal bat, as did Pogo, Ben, and Nathan. Beating hicks was something we did not have to ask each other if they wanted to do, we all loathed hicks to an extent that I am surprised we have not kidnapped one, but he would probably keep talking about his damn dog or some stupid shit like that.
We suddenly ran, all in unison but without a word or movement of when we should do it. Nathan threw his bat at one of the guys just when Nathan jumped, meaning the guy was hit in the forehead with a metal bat, followed by getting hit by a full grown man, needless to say, the hick was on the ground before he knew what hit him. Suddenly, the entire scene turned to chaos as everyone was beating the hicks, most of them not using a bat. He kept hitting the hicks with my bat until blood soaked the sides of it.
I looked at the bat and laughed as we all got up and looked down at the motionless hick, wondering if they were all dead until we heard them groan. I spit on them and walked off, then, on second thought, I ran back, jumped up, and slammed the bat onto one of them. He screamed in pain as we began walking back to the van again, got in, and left the scene.
We began again on our merry way, letting the bats soak in a canister that we always had in the van just in case something like that happens. Ben and Nathan began loading the tranquilizer guns as Pogo stared out of a window for a while. After about an hour, we arrived at the empty zoo parking lot. We all knew we had to be careful and quick, since there were cameras and guards. I looked around, and then we all separated.
Pogo went to the main zoo, with the big animals, while Nathan went to the monkey cages and Ben went to the small animal cages. I headed to the guard station. When I reached it, I shot a dart at the guard, and quickly pulled it out as he slept, and then I turned off all the cameras and surveillance things. I turned to leave just as I noticed a few night-vision goggles, used by the handlers to see how the animals behave alone in the night without letting the animals see them. I stole about seven of them or so, along with a few battery chargers and whatever else met my fancy. I quickly ran back to the van and loaded all of the stuff, taking one and putting it on, I ran back to the animals. I ran to a feline exhibit and kicked the door open. I walked to one of the open air exhibits and aimed the tranquilizer gun at the glowing green animal, and fired. The animal quickly fell and I jumped over the plexiglass barrier and grabbed the dart, quickly putting it in my pocket as I scooped up the larger than cat sized animal. I did not spend the time to look at his name, but it was a beautiful feline. It was about the size of a jaguar, but I knew it was neither as mean nor as yellow, but it did have spots. I saw Ben pass me with a jaguar in his hands. I watched him, and then quickly jumped out of the exhibit and walked to the van.
I arrived at the van to see Ben with the jaguar, Nathan with a spider monkey, and Pogo with a…giraffe? I walked to the van and unlocked the back door. It was wide enough to allow the giraffe, which surprised me, but, okay. We shoved the giraffe in, and then put in the monkey and the two felines. I hopped in, followed by everyone else, and began to quickly drive back home, since I did not want to be in a tight confined space when a giraffe wakes up. We laughed as we passed the still bleeding hicks. They were beginning to crawl toward what they hoped was help. I smirked as I got an idea.
I shot all of the hicks with a tranquilizer gun and quickly stuffed them in the back. I had an idea for torture that would make them forget all about beating women and thstupstupid dog. If we let them live, they would never be the same. Then I decided to just dump them all, letting them fall out o the back of the van at about seventy miles an hour. It was funny because there was a semi right behind us. We watched them all get splattered before the Semi jackknifed and became stuck on the road. We came to the docks and then we turned into the warehouse and parked.
More of it is to come soon, do not worry. and please review.
Hello, Forrest here again.
This is just a note to anyone who has ever been almost or actually, kidnapped. This is not meant to tell people to kidnap people. I know it is wrong, I infact, was almost kidnapped several years ago, and would have almost certainly been murdered and my corpse would have probably been left in some woods to slowly decay. But, I was not kidnapped (and I know it was a kidnapper in the way he did things, like making a u-turn and parking right in front of my house and asking me [a then six or seven year old kid] to help him move the clutch while he worked the engine, because his car broke down, when my seventeen or so year old sister could have helped him. So do not get mad at me because of something like that.