Henry's Story
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Category:
DarkFic › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
495
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Henry's Story
Henry's Story
Title: Henry's Story
Author + Email: Shewolf [whitewolf56au@yahoo.com]
Rating + Type: NC17 [death and violence]
Beta: Blaxkdragn
Disclaimer: This is my own story, wholy and solely.
Archive: EAA, FP [yahoo groups], AFF.net
Notes: All of my stories can be found on my yahoo group site Shewolf a.k.a Wolfy. [ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/shewolf_aka_wolfy/ ]
Feed Back is alsways welcomed so please tell me what you think.
Summery: A futureistic story...
** ¥ **
It is the year 2110, of wires and gadgets. When people did not need to leave their homes unless they wanted to.
Henry sipped his coffee as he slid the mouse smoothly across the screen where it stopped over the e-mail icon.
Two fast clicks of the mouse and the page unfolded in front of him. Scanning down the list of names, he found Chrisy in the mess of blue letterings. She had changed her name to *Christine* lately but he knew that behind the name was the same sad funny American woman as when she had been called Chrisy.
He clicked on her name and a box opened for him to write a message but instead he moved the mouse down to the attachments box at the bottom of the page. When the attachment was in place he hovered over the send button momentarily.
The cigarette smoke drifted up and floated dreamily across the monitors face. He took a deep breath, poised the pointer over the send button and clicked it. It was to late now, the second chapter of this story, his story was transferring through the miles of coiled wires across the world. He drew heavily on his cigarette and sat back in his chair.
How long would it take before she answered her e-mail? How long before she died?
Henry had decided to kill people via the Internet, and so far he had killed 25, mostly women in a matter off weeks. He hated women because they were vile creatures. They lied and manipulated men, they used their ‘sex’ appeal to get what they wanted.
He killed a few males to make it look like it was not a serial killer. He checked the News every day to see if that person was dead…they were. The police were not on to him, this pleased him and made him chuckle, stupid police they will NEVER find me, they will never find out how I’m killing them. I wonder how many I’ll be able to kill? He thought.
He remembered that stupid Doctor the one that he blackmailed in putting the ‘plug’ in. After it was done he killed her. She was the first that he used this device on…the first of many.
He reached behind him to take the plug out………
The police were baffled, they knew that the victims were electrocuted but could not figure out how. All were sitting at their computers, what they were doing they did not know. The computer and the victim were all ‘crispy critters’ they had nothing to go on.
Christine was sitting at her desk knowing for a fact that she should get some work done. She had 3 files of typing and filing to do, and 2 unsolved cases that needed to be started.
But her brain was not quite there, so she got up and made her way to the coffee room, a strong hot cup is what she needed. There was a pink cardboard box sitting on the table and in it was doughnuts that the guys left…all with ‘pink icing and sprinkles’ on top. “This will do nicely thankyou” She said to herself.
Christine was sitting at her computer, sipping the cup of strong coffee and nibbling the doughnuts, she took 3 of them, “I know I’m greedy” she thought but couldn’t care less.
Scanning her eyes down the list of mail that she had…she had not answered her mail for a few days so there was heaps…she deleted the ‘junk’ mail and started on the letters.……..
“Reading your love mail” Her partner asked snickering loudly.
“Bite me!!!…You’re just jealous that you don’t get any” Christine replied.
“I get plenty…thankyou…at least mine is fleshy and hot” Frankie said.
“Yeah….and with how many diseases?…I’m surprised that you aren’t sick yet”
“I take pre-cautions…at least they are alive and kicking…not like you…all you use is those virtual reality guys…not much life there” Frankie hissed, for nearly 4 years he had the ‘hots’ for her but she always shot him down.
There were letters from her family and friends she answered them all, then saw a letter from her ‘on-line’ lover, should she answer it or send it to her home computer.
She decided to ‘piss-off’ Frankie, and read it out aloud.
Christine clicked onto the ‘open’ and took her fingers off the keys and mouse.
She started to read the letter, Frankie looked up and shook his head.
“Keep it up girl and I’ll take you out the back and let you have what for” He said.
She looked up and smiled and blew him a kiss.
Christine placed her hand on the mouse, and moved the curser up, just then…. A surge of power went through the computer and fried her crispy, and a surge went through every one else’s computer that was on and fried them also. The rest looked on in horror, the smell of burnt flesh, the smoke it mad some of the cops vomit on the spot.
……………………just as he was about to a surge of power went through his computer and he fell on the floor…a crispy critter.
THE END
Title: Henry's Story
Author + Email: Shewolf [whitewolf56au@yahoo.com]
Rating + Type: NC17 [death and violence]
Beta: Blaxkdragn
Disclaimer: This is my own story, wholy and solely.
Archive: EAA, FP [yahoo groups], AFF.net
Notes: All of my stories can be found on my yahoo group site Shewolf a.k.a Wolfy. [ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/shewolf_aka_wolfy/ ]
Feed Back is alsways welcomed so please tell me what you think.
Summery: A futureistic story...
** ¥ **
It is the year 2110, of wires and gadgets. When people did not need to leave their homes unless they wanted to.
Henry sipped his coffee as he slid the mouse smoothly across the screen where it stopped over the e-mail icon.
Two fast clicks of the mouse and the page unfolded in front of him. Scanning down the list of names, he found Chrisy in the mess of blue letterings. She had changed her name to *Christine* lately but he knew that behind the name was the same sad funny American woman as when she had been called Chrisy.
He clicked on her name and a box opened for him to write a message but instead he moved the mouse down to the attachments box at the bottom of the page. When the attachment was in place he hovered over the send button momentarily.
The cigarette smoke drifted up and floated dreamily across the monitors face. He took a deep breath, poised the pointer over the send button and clicked it. It was to late now, the second chapter of this story, his story was transferring through the miles of coiled wires across the world. He drew heavily on his cigarette and sat back in his chair.
How long would it take before she answered her e-mail? How long before she died?
Henry had decided to kill people via the Internet, and so far he had killed 25, mostly women in a matter off weeks. He hated women because they were vile creatures. They lied and manipulated men, they used their ‘sex’ appeal to get what they wanted.
He killed a few males to make it look like it was not a serial killer. He checked the News every day to see if that person was dead…they were. The police were not on to him, this pleased him and made him chuckle, stupid police they will NEVER find me, they will never find out how I’m killing them. I wonder how many I’ll be able to kill? He thought.
He remembered that stupid Doctor the one that he blackmailed in putting the ‘plug’ in. After it was done he killed her. She was the first that he used this device on…the first of many.
He reached behind him to take the plug out………
The police were baffled, they knew that the victims were electrocuted but could not figure out how. All were sitting at their computers, what they were doing they did not know. The computer and the victim were all ‘crispy critters’ they had nothing to go on.
Christine was sitting at her desk knowing for a fact that she should get some work done. She had 3 files of typing and filing to do, and 2 unsolved cases that needed to be started.
But her brain was not quite there, so she got up and made her way to the coffee room, a strong hot cup is what she needed. There was a pink cardboard box sitting on the table and in it was doughnuts that the guys left…all with ‘pink icing and sprinkles’ on top. “This will do nicely thankyou” She said to herself.
Christine was sitting at her computer, sipping the cup of strong coffee and nibbling the doughnuts, she took 3 of them, “I know I’m greedy” she thought but couldn’t care less.
Scanning her eyes down the list of mail that she had…she had not answered her mail for a few days so there was heaps…she deleted the ‘junk’ mail and started on the letters.……..
“Reading your love mail” Her partner asked snickering loudly.
“Bite me!!!…You’re just jealous that you don’t get any” Christine replied.
“I get plenty…thankyou…at least mine is fleshy and hot” Frankie said.
“Yeah….and with how many diseases?…I’m surprised that you aren’t sick yet”
“I take pre-cautions…at least they are alive and kicking…not like you…all you use is those virtual reality guys…not much life there” Frankie hissed, for nearly 4 years he had the ‘hots’ for her but she always shot him down.
There were letters from her family and friends she answered them all, then saw a letter from her ‘on-line’ lover, should she answer it or send it to her home computer.
She decided to ‘piss-off’ Frankie, and read it out aloud.
Christine clicked onto the ‘open’ and took her fingers off the keys and mouse.
She started to read the letter, Frankie looked up and shook his head.
“Keep it up girl and I’ll take you out the back and let you have what for” He said.
She looked up and smiled and blew him a kiss.
Christine placed her hand on the mouse, and moved the curser up, just then…. A surge of power went through the computer and fried her crispy, and a surge went through every one else’s computer that was on and fried them also. The rest looked on in horror, the smell of burnt flesh, the smoke it mad some of the cops vomit on the spot.
……………………just as he was about to a surge of power went through his computer and he fell on the floor…a crispy critter.
THE END