Hollow Night Tidbit

Cold is heart without love, silent is soul that

Fails to see that beauty is more than skin

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Ambrose XVI

Tate smile was illuminate by the flashlight as he placed it in his teeth and crouched down in front of Abbey. Abbey was happy to see him but wondered why he hadn’t came sooner.

“Why? I thought you said you could no longer protect me.”

Tate’s eyes narrowed as he shoved Billy’s body off him. Abbey shuddered as the drafty air dried the blood that stained his back, when he rose with Tate as Tate removed the flashlight from his mouth.

“Why you ask? Heh, you still don’t get it do you? The man in the static wants you, and therefore I am going to deliver you to him. He’s even promised me my freedom if I helped him.”

“Wynn said that?”

“Wynn so that’s his name, an old name a strong one as well. It seem that three of us are family now. The doc’s experiments on creating a new line of Atracksa has proven successful.”

“Atracksa, Tate what are you talking about?”

“Heh, the reason for all of this!” Tate shouted as he gestured to the Cell Block, “We are just bodies used to create a new line of creatures. You see darling Abbey, Wynn was the first to accept the doctor’s serum, myself the second, you Abbey lucky number three. Two males, and one female.”

“You mean, I’m….not…”

“Human? No, you’re not, not anymore. You are an Atracksa.”

“When did this happen?”

“When the doctor, made you into well a hermaphrodite. Tell me Abbey have you started your period yet, have you began cramping? You are the final piece to Howard’s sick plan. But he’s not even the one who ordered these test. No, someone else is pulling the strings. Who it is I have no idea. But at the moment my only concern is to get you to Wynn. Now lets get going, we’ve kept him waiting to long.”

Abbey was frozen in place, this was unreal how could he be no longer human? He felt normal, well as normal as can be. Now that Tate had mentioned it his abdomen was cramping but the stress of the previous situation could of caused it right? Abbey shuddered as he wrapped his arms around his middle, to think that he was going to have a period.

“Tate, are you serious?” Abbey asked as he followed after Tate.

“Serious about what? You got to be more specific, Abbey.” Tate hissed as he pushed away a hanging wire.

“Am I really going to….”

“Start your period? Ya, it’s just a matter of time the serum chemical compound has already begun to change your hormones well at least that’s what Howard said.”

“Dr. Salem, where was he when the Cell Block was opened? I mean he caused all this bloodshed right?”

Tate jerked to a stop and even in the darkness Abbey could see his fist clenched. “Howard unleashed his failed experiments, it was time to long had they been caged. Howard is not an evil man, he’s gifted, misunderstood. I…see that now, if it wasn’t for I would be normal. But now I am part of something bigger, the next evolution.”

“But I don’t want to be! I had no choice in this!” Abbey screamed.

Tate whipped around eyes burning, “You are the one who chose Wynn! He has whispered things Abbey, things about you! I knew of you before we met in the cafeteria. He would cry out for you almost every night, he sounded so lonely. Six years I listened to his cries, until finally I was given the “gift” only then he began to open up to me. He has given me courage to face all that has happen till now.”

“Gift? You mean the ability to read others minds? Just because you received some serum and got some mutant powers you’re going to follow someone you haven’t met?”

“Wynn is more powerful than you know Abbey. He has become even more than what you remember, or what you don’t remember that is.”

“How do you know about that! My memory lost how could you have known about it?”

“I was fucking with Howard, he likes to journal after sex. Heh, he thinks he fucks to me oblivion but I’m wide awake. He looked so battle worn when he talked about your procedure it would seem your father decision to erase memories of Wynn seemed to be his most heinous act he has ever committed.”

“So why do you care? These Atracksa look no different than humans! What’s so special about them huh? You get some powers?”

Tate body shook, Abbey didn’t know if was from anger or amusement until Tate threw about his head and laughed.

“Oh Abbey, Atracksa are not in any way human. Yes, I may look normal but on the inside…I’m changing. I feel like I’m burning inside with hunger, power, lust. It’s tantalizing to say the least. And now I believe that I’m starting to change physically, look.”

Tate closed his eyes and clenched his jaw he seemed in pain as the plastic in the flashlight creaked in his grip. Moments ticked by as Abbey backed up as he felt something dark sweep from Tate. It was cold unforgiving, much like how Mr. Bali felt the moment he collided into him.

Before his eyes Tate’s physical being began to change, his fingernails grew long and turned black while his skin lost its color. And when Tate opened his eyes Abbey gasped in horror as Tate’syes glowed a crimson hue. Filed teeth gleamed in the low light as Tate prowled forward towards Abbey.

“What do you think? Pretty cool right?”

Abbey squeaked and pressed himself against the wall as Tate’s clawed hand slowly encased his face.

“You see Abbey, you are my charge until Wynn claims you. Now let’s not linger here anymore Wynn wants you now. So come little Abbey.” Tate whispers as he transforms back into his “human” state.

The silence was uncanny as Tate lead the way through the halls. Abbey was in shock, he had no idea just how large the Cell Block was. He couldn’t believe that this place went unnoticed for all these years.

“How do we get to the Basement Ward? I mean we can’t really see you know…”

“Where else? Inside Howard’s office, now be quiet there are still some of Howard’s failed experiment are still wandering around.”

“I thought you said they all went topside!” Abbey squeaked a he raced after Tate.

“Didn’t I tell you to shut up!” Tate roared.

Up ahead growled echoed make both Tate and Abbey freeze. What ever it was it was big.

“Tate’s what’s that?” Abbey whimpered as he pressed into Tate.

“Titian…”

Ambrose XV

Abbey whimpered as they descended into the darkness as his fear of reuniting with the cellblocks came sooner than he wanted.  It would seem Dr. Salem’s warning had now come to pass, as “Billy” carried him into the now blacken out hallway. The stench of bloodshed almost made Abbey gag as his new appointed “husband” made his way towards “Billy’s” cell.

“Don’t worry Abbey, we are almost to our room. Heh, its seems like many went topside, at least we will be alone when Charlie fucks you. Ma will be so proud, her boys are going to be men after tonight.”

You will be a man brother, I’ve fucked plenty of bitches.’

Abbey gulped as “Billy” shifted his grip once more when a screech echoed down the hall. The source came from the cell that Tate and Abbey shared sending a chill down his spine. Was Tate still in there? Had he became one of the deforms meal?

“Never like Tate, he got all the doctor’s attention.” Billy growled.

‘ That’s because he bent over every time the doctor got a itch.’

“Tate didn’t have much of a choice, Dr. Salem was raping him.”

‘Men don’t get raped, he asked for it.’

“Charlie’s right, men can’t be raped.”

“Men to can be raped, isn’t that what you two are about to do to me?”

The twins footsteps halted as Abbey glanced up at his captor wondering if he had said to much.  Billy’s eyes darken as sharp fingernails cut into Abbey’s shoulder and thighs.

“We are going to make you our bride, ma and pa said rapist go and burn!”

“You are not giving me a choice!”

‘Silence Abbey, it’s just pre-wedding night nerves. Don’t worry I’ll make sure you’re loosen before I take ya. I’ll make you bleed and stain our sheets with our union.’

Abbey squirmed he was not going to let his, their, its, dick near him. He would rather be killed than raped by this monster.

“Don’t be nervous Abbey, Charlie is no virgin he will take good care of you.” Billy whispered as they entered a small room.

The room was a smaller cell, there wasn’t even enough room to place a bed instead a pile of sheets and blankets littered a corner. Abbey looked at “Billy” and was shocked to see him relaxed, this was their territory, their safe-place.

“It’s good to be home. But brother he’s still here…”

Cranking his neck Abbey yelped when he saw a deceased guard sprawled out in the opposite corner. The guard’s neck was broken as dead eyes bore into Abbey.

‘He ain’t going anywhere brother he’s with his maker now.’

Abbey shuddered as they walked pass the dead guard, he knew that his fate was about to be sealed if he didn’t do something quick.  His mind snapped into focus as “Billy” gently laid him on the pile of bedding a proceeded to pin him.

“I’ve never broken in a bitch, ma said I’ll be a man if I bleed one.” Billy whispered as he leaned forward.

Abbey closed his eyes as he felt dry lips kiss his forehead, tears threaten to leak from under clenched eyelids. The twins were so much stronger than he was, but he wasn’t about to become their bride.

‘Billy, that’s not how you kiss a woman. You’re scaring it.’

“I don’t want to scare Abbey…Charlie, can’t you do this than? A woman’s first time should be special.”

‘Don’t worry brother I’ll do it  with pleasure.’

Abbey held his breath as “Charlie” grabbed his jaw and forcefully kissed him. Pain spread through Abbey as his lip was bit causing his mouth to open allowing Charlie’s tongue to slip inside.

The kiss lasted a few seconds before Charlie made his way down Abbey’s throat to his chest than stomach. Clammy fingers went under the waistband of Abbey’s boxers, in response Abbey clenched his legs shut.

‘What’s with the sudden shyness?’ Charlie hissed as he tried once more to pull down Abbey’s boxers.

“I…um…I haven’t seen you naked!” Abbey exclaimed, “You both have seen me, shouldn’t I see you?”

“Billy” blinked as the question sank in, minutes seemed to dragged by until “Billy” gave a small nod and stood.

‘ Want a sneak peak of what’s to come. I like that in a woman.’ Charlie snickered as he removed his draw string pants.

Abbey paled when the horror of the situation sank in. Much like the rest of Billy’s body his genitals were rotting. Black ooze dripped from the tip and ran down the length. Seeing Abbey expression “Billy” blushed lightly.

“I know it ain’t pretty but Charlie says it works just fine.”

“N…o…it’s fine…I’ve…never…seen…anything…like” without thinking Abbey kicked as hard as he could at Billy’s groin.

His kick hit its mark as Billy doubled over with a wail of pain. Without hesitation Abbey  dashed out of the cell, behind him the twins roar chased him down the hall.

He slid into the wall as he banked around the corner. Panting he didn’t dared to look over his shoulder for the sound of fast approaching footsteps echoed in the darken hallway.

‘Bitch! You’re fucking dead!’

Abbey’s eyes strained as his eyes tried to adjust to the dark when something crashed ahead. He let out a yelp as he covered his face as an unknown item collided with him. Abbey hit the floor hard as his breath whooshed out of him, behind him Billy growled.

Abbey whimpered and began to crawl away only to have “Billy” step on his back.

“Got ya”

“No, I have you!” a male voice roared

Abbey wailed as the sound of a gun went off above him he heard Billy groan.
Shock flooded Abbey’s system as Billy fell on top of him dead. Blood warmed his back as footsteps approached.

“Why do you always have to be a thorn in my side Abbey? God you always seem to be getting yourself in awkward situations no?”

“Who are you!” Abbey roared as he tried to roll Billy off him.

“That hurts Abbey, here let me shed some light on this.”

The sound of a flashlight clicking on made Abbey flinch as light illuminated  it’s owner.

“Tate!”

“The one and only. I know you’re trilled to see me but lets get this dead weight off you first. Then we’ll talk”


Ambrose XVI

The Hunger

The thunder rumbled outside leaving the city in limbo, as a killer sat in a darken run down hotel room.  The light from his cigarette illumined his pale skin as he took in a long drag, the ember dying as he snuffs it out moments later.  As smoke hazed in the stagnate air lighting exploded outside giving light to the horrors inside.

There next to him a bare body of a woman laid ravished with all signs of blood drained. He glanced at this young woman, hunger lingering in his crimson eyes, she had put up a good fight, but just like the others she succumbed. He didn’t even know her name, and why should he? His victims were nothing more than a temporary relief to a crippling hunger.

He sighed and rose from the bed, and walked to the small bathroom where he turned on the light. The mirror reflected the monster, that consumed many, his white hair draped to his mid-back while his bloodstained lips and black claws were ready for another to fall victim to them. He hissed as he griped the sink counter as the mirror captured his  transformation, white hair darken to black along with his eyes, claws became clear and short, the monster is now a man.

He glanced at his reflection, his eyes blank for this form was only now a mask to hide the beast beneath. This was not what he wanted, he did not ask for this curse, to be consumed by hunger. As he ponder his self-worth his cell-phone chimed sending warmth through is numbed bones. Checking the text message he couldn’t help but to smile.

“How’s the business trip going?” the sender asked.

His fingers lightly touch the keys as he replied, “Good, about to head home soon.”

Seconds after the phone chimed again,  “That’s great! Umm, can you pick up my favorite soup from Al’s on your way in? Please?”

He chuckled as he quickly replied, ” Of course I’ll see you soon.”

The last message pained his twisted soul, ” I love you Able.”

An eternity seemed to as he looked to the bed. She was never going to see the ones she loved again, but in a way she provided him away to see his lover again.

So with a bitter smile he finally replied, “I love you to.”

Silently Able put away his phone and stepped into the shower to wash the blood off, the water turn pink as the blood rinse from his pale frame,  he almost wished the water could cleanse his blacken heart. But deep down he already knew he was to tainted to be saved now.

“Just how many more do I have to devour to remain sane?” he whispered as he dried himself.

Dressed back in his suit he look at the woman once more, two puncture marks marred her dark skin, a testament that vampires do walk among human kind. How he shuddered at the thought, for he had become folklore, he become the monster that men feared.

Carefully he climbed on the bed and touched the woman’s face, “Don’t worry I leave you somewhere were you will be found.” he whispered as he drew out a knife.

With a flick of his wrist he slit her cold throat, just like the one who came before. Able had lost track to just how many had fell victim to his fangs but in hindsight he really didn’t care.

They could never take away this hunger that even now crept upon him as he quietly disposed of the woman’s body. He sighed as he took a final glance at woman head before headed to Al’s Soup to collect his lover’s order and then drove home in silence.

Arriving home he glanced at his two story home as a ping of happiness flooded his veins,  how long had he been away this time? Walking up the stone stair he reached for the door only to have it open on its own.

“Able!” a woman cried out has she threw herself at him.

“Careful Ana, you’ll hurt the baby.” Able laughed as he gently touched Ana’s womb.

Ana had always been like that, so full of life. She was little the sister he never had, and when he and his lover asked if she would be their surrogate she didn’t hesitate. Now she was eight months pregnant. This made his frequent feeds worth the bloodshed.

“Ha, if this babe’s anything like you we don’t need to worry!”

Able smiled and wrapped an arm around Ana as they walked inside, “Where’s Caiden?”

“Oh he’s on the sofa, he wanted to wait up for you, he didn’t quite make it.” Ana giggled as she lead Able to the sleeping young male.

Able quietly placed the cup of soup on the end table and than keeled in front of Caiden, “How many times do I have to tell you? Sleeping on the sofa is not good for your back.”

Icy blue eyes lazily opened sending a chill through Able, this pale male had stolen his heart at first sight. It had been three years now since they had been married, it was hard to believe sometimes. It had became even harder now that Caiden’s health had started to fail him. One day he was fine the next he collapsed in Able’s arms, he’s diagnoses a mystery to doctors.

Caiden smile at him and sat up stretching sending thin pale hair over his shoulder.

“I was waiting, not sleeping.” Caiden said with a yawn.

Able chuckled and stroked Caiden’s cheek, “Oh course you were.”

Caiden pouted, “Why do you have to be so mean? That doesn’t make you very winsome!”

“Is that so? Since not at good husband, maybe I should just eat this soup myself.” said Able as he took the cup of soup and took a spoonful to his mouth.

“No! That’s mine!” laughed Caiden as he playfully reached for the soup.

“Hey! Careful you’ll burn yourself!” Able laughed as he held the soup just out of Caiden’s reach.

“Save the parenting lessons until the baby gets here! I’m a grown man I can take care of myself!”

Able smiled and then gave shrugged as he handed the cup to Caiden. His eyes softened  watched his husband shakily try to feed himself, with no luck. Caiden dropped the spoon into the cup twice, on the three attempt Able as lightly touched Caiden’s hand.

“Here, allow me.” he said as took the cup and spooned up the soup.

Caiden eyes lighten up as Able blew on the soup and began to feed him.

“This is good practice for you Able.” Ana giggled, “At least Caiden won’t spit it back at you!”

Both Caiden and Ana laughed, but Able couldn’t even chuckle. Caiden had grown weaker while he was away. Able felt like he was in a funnel, he wanted to stay home and care for Caiden, but the thought of hurting his husband brought tears to his eyes.

“Able? Are you okay?” Caiden asked as he scooted to the edge of the sofa.

Wiping is tears with his shoulder Able replied, “Ya, I’m fine, everything fine. Come now let’s finish this soup and go to bed.”

Caiden nodded and opened his mouth to receive another spoonful of soup, completely unware that a monster kneeled before him.

Ambrose XIV

“Let me go!” Abbey roared.

“Hold your tongue bitch! Bi…”

“How many times to I have to tell ya? Don’t be blabbing to strangers!” 

Abbey’s eyes widen as he realized that the distorted voice from before belonged to his capture.

“Aw, but Charlie…”

“Shut your trap!”

“What if I introduce myself? The…n I wouldn’t be stranger, right?”

“I reckon, what about you Charlie? Mama always said….”

“I know what Mama says!”

“Na-uh you always got in trouble. Almost everyday pa would switch ya”

“Shut up you idoit!”

Abbey couldn’t believe it, two voices one body what the hell was going on? He bit his lip, this man’s grip was tightening around his throat. A sickening feeling formed in the pit of his stomach as he remember the doctor from before was missing an arm. Abbey’s capturer was strong, there was no way he would be able to overpower him. Abbey was going to have to outwit him.

“Brother you got to admit he does have a pretty face.” the man cooed as he stroked  Abbey’s cheek with his other hand.

Clammy finger traced Abbey’s lips, and with a growl he bit the unwanted fingers. His attacker howled chucked Abbey on to the bed. Pain spread through his lower body as he roll to his back just as his attacker pinned him.

“You’re hurting me!” Abbey roared as his writs were restrained.

“Be a man! There are no place here for pansies!”

“That’s just the thing, I’m not a man.” Abbey hissed.

Shock covered this man face as he sat up, “But…how…you…don’t have breast.”

You lie!” the other voice roared

“No, I am not. The doctor made me into both!”

“D…oc…tor…”

“I reckon it was Dr. Salem? That bastard fucked my brother and I up…if what you say is true that make us kin. Brother, let the it up and check it’s story. But I warn ya, you try to run I’ll have my brother break ya legs.”

“Fine, but first what are your names? If you’re going to have me expose myself, a woman, to you a man, shouldn’t I know your name first? I would have thought you mama would have raised gentlemen.”

“Our ma raised us right! I was getting to it…honest.”

“Shut your trap brother! Idiot, ma must have dropped ya. I be Charlie, and this is my twin Billy. Now what your name be?”

“Abbey, my name is Abbey.”

“Billy” snickered, “Abbey? Did your ma and pa want a daughter?”

“Maybe.” Abbey shrugged as he scooted to the wall with his thumbs in the waistband of his boxer, “Well now they have both.”

With a sigh he pulled down his boxers to his knees and spread his legs. The twins face once more express shock. Abbey couldn’t help to smile,  as “Billy’s” cheeks turned red as he quickly covered his face.

“Why are you being shy? Aren’t you the one who want to see?”

“Billy is not good with women, heh never has been. But me I like a tight hole.” Charlie hissed as he got closer. “Tell me Abbey has anyone loosen you yet?”

“Of course not!”

“You’re a virgin? Charlie isn’t that ma wanted us to have?”

“Yes, a virgin bride, Billy I believe we have found our bride!”

“Bride?” Abbey squeaked as he quickly pulled his boxers up.

“Yup, brother are you going to fuck it?”

“Of course, that’s how you make a bitch a bride.” Charlie snarled as he pressed Abbey into the wall. 

“Woah, woah wait a minute. Are you not suppose to deflower me in your bed? After all isn’t that what the holy text say?”

“You know of the holy text? Tell me my virgin bride, are you a religionist ‘it'”

Abbey nodded as he turn his head away, fake tears brimming on his eyelashes, “Before I was left here I was a priest, untouched in front of the gods. If I am going to lose my virginity please take me from my dwelling and laid me on your bed.”

“Brother its right, ma always said you have to take a woman to your place to fuck her. It would be consider rape and people who rape are sent to the abyss that’s what pa said.”

Abbey sniffled as way to hide his smile, he had complete control of this conversation. Finally he was going to get out of this cell and hopefully a step closer to rescuing Wynn.

“Please can we go now? Before others try to take me away from my winsome husband.”

“Of course my bride, let us good I want to be screaming my name before the static rages once more.”

The twins grabbed Abbey by his arm and began to drag him down the bloodstained hallway. Abbey whimpered as serval experiments wander the hall many stop and look at him but a growl from his captors made them in their tracks.

“Don’t be afraid, they won’t try anything. Charlie is very strong.”

“Is that so? How about you Billy what can you do?”

“He calms me.”

Abbey gulped as “Charlie” pulled him into his side. The scent of rotting flesh was almost to much as Abbey began to turn green. How cruel was Dr. Salem? To let these people rot and go mad, Abbey hoped that he was eaten when his experiment escaped.

A scream took Abbey away from his thoughts. His own scream echoed as he saw Ollie being raped, while another feasted on her breast.

“Oh god, we have to help her!” Abbey wailed as he lunged to help her only to have the twins scoop him up.

“The bitch going to dieallow her flesh be another’s pleasure. Anyway we’re ready to go home.” 

Abbey gasped as they approached the elevator, the doors were pried open while the cables swung freely. A wrapped ladder was the only thing left and with a grunt the twin’s gripped tighten on Abbey.

“Hold on tight, don’t want to drop you.”

Trembling arms around the twins thick neck as they began the descent into the darkness. Abbey looked up as the flickering light faded, he wondered if he would ever see the light again.


Author’s Note: Happy New Year WordPress! Here is Chapter fourteen, (finally it’s done) sorry for the lateness. Between the holidays and a crappy laptop it was hard to complete. And to top it off, I had Writer’s Block. Enjoy!


Ambrose XV

Son of Shepard

The chapel bell tolled as the members of the community gathered. A sense of tension lingered as the mayor of Nora stepped forward to the podium.

“People of Nora, we gather here today…”

“Bring out the sorcerer!” a man in the crowd roared.

“String him up and burn his bones!” another shouted.

“My brethren please, don’t not let this turn into a communal dispute.”

“Bring out the sorcerer, bring him out! Bring him out!” the crowd roared.

The major closed his eyes for moment as the crowd’s roar echoed against the cobblestones, “Fine, bring out him out.”

Behind him the chapel doors opened as two guards lead out a chained boy no older than thirteen. His porcelain skin was marred by bruises as he walks out head bowed until he approached the mayor. Green eyes puffy from tears stared into the mayor’s brown eyes.

“Father, please…” the boy whispered

A sickening feeling turned the mayor’s stomach, “Lark, my child as the mayor of Nora I condemn you in the arts of witchcraft and sentence you to death by hanging may the gods have mercy on your soul.”

“No! Father please, no!” Lark wailed as he was dragged to the gallows.

“Mayor Shepard, take heart this is the gods will.”

Mayor Shepard glanced at the priest as he made his way out of the chapel, “He is the son of a step-father. After all it was you, Mayor Shepard who married a women who had already been laid. I warned you that nothing good comes out of a unpure woman”

The mayor bit his lip as he watched his son struggle as the guards put the noose around his neck. Lark chest heaved as silent tears rolled down his cheeks as he glanced at the crowd.

“Lark Shepard, son of Hans and Millie Shepard,” the priest shouted as he read the charges. “As high priest of Nora I condemn ye as a necromancer how do you plead?”

“N…ot…guilty….I….”

“Liar! Heathen! Demon, hang him! Burn him!” the crowd roared once.

“It would seem the people have spoken aye mayor Shepard?”

Mayor Shepard said nothing as he held his son’s eyes. He wanted to rush to Lark’s side and free him from the noose, this was his child, how could a son of his be a necromancer?  So with a heavy heart the mayor gave a curt nod, just the executioner gripped the lever.

Ambrose XIII

Hearing Wynn’s voice soothed Abbey, just as the door creaked open. An older doctor entered with Ollie following behind pushing a table with medical supplies arranged upon it. Abbey wrinkled his nose as the smell of varnish was a tad bit to overpowering.

“Sorry, but we were not expecting to remove stitches today just deal with it a little longer.” Ollie said when she saw him glaring. “This is a shock though, tell me how does it feel to be part bitch?”

“Ollie, enough, Mr. Davidson has gone through a lot, your silence is much appreciated.” the doctor hissed as he slipped on gloves, “Now, Mr. Davidson, just lie still and I’ll have these stitches out in no time.” the doctor stated as Ollie handed him the suture scissors and thumb forceps.

Abbey only winced as the doctor made quick work of the stitches, and when he was finished he removed his gloves and left with Ollie. Abbey blinked in confusion, why had they just left him on his own? With a shrug he carefully sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed.

‘Crap, my hips hurt. Maybe I can walk, I just need to take one step at a time…’ Abbey encouraged himself as he rose from the bed.

Shakily he took his first step, he could feel his muscles tremble as he caught the dresser for support. Smiling he took two more steps to the wall where a thin curtain divided the bathroom from the bedroom. In his short period when he was in here before he guess he didn’t notice the curtain, though when he saw the toilet, sink and the shower he couldn’t help but to smile.

‘Thank the gods, modern facilities…’ he chuckled to himself as he walked into the walk in shower. He stumbled but managed to catch himself against the faucets, the cold metal felt good against his hot skin as once more he straighten himself. With a sigh he turned the faucets and yelped when bone chilling water came cascading down on him from the showerhead.

“Holy shit….well  that took care of half of the problem…” he moaned as he watched himself deflate but when he shifted he realized that the cold water was not working for his newly acquired anatomy. Rocking his hips he sighed as previous sex talks seeped in.

‘Oh, yea…girls just have to deal with it…shit…just great.’

He sighed as he turned his back to the water and gently slid to the floor. He shudder as he spread his legs to explore his new anatomy, he had to confess that he was curious about this addition. So with cautious finger he went along the edges, he was surprised just how sensitive it was, as once more he closed his legs. Hopefully Wynn wouldn’t mind.

“At least I can lose my virginity twice to him.” he paused as he felt the blood rush to his face.

Quickly he covered his face with both hands and shook his head, “God, why did my mind go there? Honestly, I first have to get out of here…”

His embarrassment was quickly replace with a sharp pain that ripped through his head. Gritting his teeth he clenched his eyes shut as colors exploded behind his eyelids.

“I hate you!” a voiced roared.

Abbey’s eyes snapped open to see a younger version of him yelling at a vision of his father. He gasped as he pressed himself against the wall as the vision continued.

“Wynn loves me father, and I love him! How dare you send him away!”

“You are a child therefore you have no idea what love is! As your father I must do what is best for you!”

“No you don’t! Wynn was the only good thing in my life and you took him away! Just because you had to buy mom’s body, doesn’t mean you have to destroy my true love!”

Abbey’s eyes widen as his father eyes narrow in anger as he backhanded the younger version, sending him to the floor.

Your mother was no whore! We loved each other very much, but we wanted different things!” 

“Oh that’s right, you chased her way, it makes so much sense now….it’s always the church first everything else can burn in hell for all you care!” 

After that outburst the vision faded leaving Abbey visibly shaken. He couldn’t believe what he just witness, never in his life had he spoke so cruelly to his father, and never had his father struck him like that. What other memories awaited him?

“Ok so this is going to be part of the norm….great….just great…” Abbey mumbled to himself as he rose to shut off the water.

Wandering around the small bathroom he soon found a towel and began to dry himself off, as he walked back into the bedroom. Smiling he made his way to the dresser to find a pair of boxers which he gladly put on.

“Ah, least I’m not in the breeze anymore.”

Then with a sigh he sat on the edge of the bed and ponder his next move. He had to get out of here, but the door was locked. It would seem unlikely it was going to open up anytime soon. So with a shrug he decided to take a nap after all what else was there to do?

Deep in sleep he couldn’t be bothered by the concept of time. That was until a shrill siren awoke him. Azure eyes snapped open as the room was bathed in red light. To his surprise he heard the door creak open once more, and without hesitation he made his way to the door.

The sirens were even louder in the hallway as the red light made the white walls appear to be stained by blood.

‘Is there a fire? Where are the guards?’ Abbey wondered to himself as he ventured a  little further down the hall.

“God no! Anyone please, help me, help me!” A voice cried that came from around the corner, made Abbey freeze in his place.

Soon after the cries the doctor who removed his stitches came crawling around the corner, struggling to escape something. He was bloody as Abbey realized that one of his arm had been ripped off. He was pale and became even paler when he saw Abbey.  “Hide, boy hide they’ll kill…”

He was unable to finish as he was quickly dragged back down the hall with a scream. A scream, a crunch, and than much to Abbey’s horror blood oozed around the corner. He couldn’t move, what was going on? Shakily he took a step backwards as heavy footsteps approached.

“This doctor’s meat is to tough.” a distorted voice groaned.

“Brother, don’t you smell that?” another voice bellowed.

“Yes, it smells like a woman. A virgin as well, shall we brother mine?”

“I think we shall.”

‘Shit’ Abbey thought as he quickly ran back into his room. Panting he looked around for a place to hide, just as the footsteps reached his room he quickly dragged himself under his bed.

He held his breath as someone entered his room, a pair bloody feet walked around the small space. After a few agonizing minutes the room went silent much to Abbey’s relief, but relief turned to panic as the dresser was thrown across the room.

Abbey yelped as a thick hand grabbed his ankle and yanked him out from under the bed. Abbey cried out as he was hauled off the ground to become face to face with his attacker.

The man was one of Dr. Salem failed experiments! Abbey gasped when he saw that this man’s skin around his eyes were black and rotting as he smiled showing off serrated teeth.

“Hello, there my pretty.”


Ambrose XIV