Lies, Sex, and Genes Part 17
Title: Lies... 17
Characters: Feilong, Yanzhui, Mikhail, Tao
Disclaimer: Actual characters are not mine.
Warning: Lots of angst, some OOC, very long... may cause some depression.
LIES, SEX, AND GENES Part 17
Eight/ Nine years earlier
Liu Feilong crept into the target's office, dressed in a blood red cheongsum, his head lowered in submission to the middle-aged man behind the desk talking to a client on the phone, who glanced up once and then did a double-take before fixing his attention fully on the young man in front of him. Dark eyes roamed over every inch of Feilong's body as he waited. When he at last finished the phone call, he approached him.
"Your master said you would be beautiful, but I didn't expect you to be this beautiful," the man said, lifting Feilong's chin gently so that he could stare into his eyes. "You do not look like a common whore."
Feilong bit his bottom lip and began the coy virgin act he was instructed to perform. "That... that's because I haven't been doing this long... Please... please sir, be gentle with me." He began to tremble, not for the act, but due to the thought of what he had been instructed to do. This man had betrayed the Baishe and would have to pay. He thought he had gotten away with it and that he was being rewarded with a pet for his loyal service. Little did he know what Yanzhui had devised for his death.
The man smiled and stroke the now bruised bottom lip with one hand while the other undid Feilong's braid. "Of course I will be gentle with you. Anyone who would abuse your exquisite body is a fool." When the slightly wavy black hair tumbled free, the man caught his breath. "You... you are so arousing. I cannot wait to see your captivating face twisted with desire and passion in my bed." Then he kissed him and Feilong began to unbutton the man's shirt slowly like he was nervous at the prospect of a bedding.
"My... my specialty is office sex," Feilong whispered.
The man smiled and leaned back against his oak desk. "Then I'll allow you to display your talent."
Feilong faked a nervous smile, went down his knees, unzipped the man's pants and made a move like he was about to take the cock into his mouth. Just before he did, with the organ pulsating in his hand, he looked up. "Yanzhui wished me to give you your full reward...." he paused as the man smiled and then added, "for your betrayal." The man's smile faded instantly. Feilong flinched as he began to follow instructions by burning the organ and letting the man wither in agony. The smell of burning flesh and the man's screams were more than he could take, although this was not his first kill. However, this was the first time he'd been ordered to torture someone with his powers.
He threw up until he was heaving dry air as soon as he returned home, the smell of burned flesh lingering on him and his clothes as the man's screams echoed in his brain. Yanzhui seemed to take pity on him that day. Once Feilong calmed down a little, Yanzhui helped him bathe and held him close afterwards.
Feilong had actual come to believe his brother loved him again and he would never have to do it again until Yanzhui said, "The next time will be easier."
Feilong's heart fell then. All he would ever be was a sex toy and a weapon.
Present
Feilong awoke from the bliss of a blank dream to the sound of commotion in the corridor. Still trying to place the sounds, he laid on the bed and listened while trying to drift off back to sleep. He turned over and saw Puppy shaking on his bed. "Puppy?" Feilong called to his adopted son who had pulled the child's comforter around himself.
At the recognizable sound of gunshots and screaming, Feilong shot out of bed as the door burst open to reveal Ice who was panting as he yelled, "Quickly! We're under attack!"
Without agrument, Fire threw on the clothes he had laid out for the next day, took Puppy's hand and followed Ice out of the room. Fire didn't understand why Ice had come to get him when his room was closest to the wing's secret escape tunnel, but now was not the time to ask. Above sound of gunshots and screams, the trio ran to the escape at the end of the hallway, three hallways over, other mutants surrounding them as they made their own way to the same destination.
A lone black- clad figure stepped forth with a gun and ordered them to stop almost as soon as they entered the corridor, only to receive a heated fist in the face that made him fall backwards at the pain of burned flesh and discharge his weapon at the ceiling in the confusion before fading into unconsciousness.
Fire knew the imprint of his knuckles would be scarred into the man's flesh forever as would the black mask he had been wearing and he grimpsed at the smell of burnt human skin on his hand as he brushed and piece still lingering away, hoping Puppy hadn't seen what he had just done or recognized the horrible smell for what it was. Stealing a glance at the boy running at his side, he couldn't tell if that was just terror from the current situation or mixed with trauma from what he had just witnessed, even if it had only occurred in three seconds.
Two figures in black with army-like rifles stepped into their path and the entire assembly halted. Having been forced to stand still, Fire finally got a good look at the uniform and saw a white snake emblem and realized which group was attacking them. "Get on the ground or we will..." their threat was stopped when Ice laid his hands on the guns and they cracked and shattered into unusable metal fragments. Still in disbelief, the two Snakes were attacked by Fire at precise pressure points that made them pass out cold as their targets slipped away. Their movements had been in perfect sync with each other. Their escape thus far had been almost too easy.
As the group rounded the corner, Fire discovered it had been too easy... they had just walked into a trap. Ten black figures with weapons had surrounded them, the escape tunnel laying only a few feet ahead, the crack of a false panel drawing his eyes. So close and yet so far away. The ten figures drew closer, their weapons aimed at the youngest of the captured and forcing the group closer and closer together as they advanced.
"Do you have a plan?" Fire whispered to Ice as he pushed Puppy protectively behind him.
Blue eyes turned and gazed into his dark red ones. "How many fire balls can you make?" Ice asked as his eyes darted around to gaze at the circle surrounding them before settling back on Fire's face.
"I've never counted, but I know I cant make them faster then it would take for one of them to put a bullet in someone's head," Fire whispered back as the children of the group hid behind him with Tao while one of the less wise of the group, a man in his twenties, 'Levity' Fire thought his name was, tried to push his way out from the trap.
The entire group watched in horror as the small zipping sound of a gun with a silencer put a bullet in the mutant's skull. The children screamed, latching their arms around the two adults and three teens in the group for protection as the mutant slumped to the ground, dead, with part of his brain leaking out the back.
"Don't look at it Puppy," Fire commanded the boy, although he knew it was far too late.
Fire turned and looked at the silent boy who was visibly trembling while obviously attempting to remain brave and not cry as the group was forced into a tighter collective by the advancing men.
"Unless you wish to end up like him, all of you get on your knees and put your hands where I can see them," one figure with a rumbling voice ordered.
"Fire-sensei?" a teenage girl asked from behind him, the unspoken question lingering on the air.
Ice's eyes sparkled indicating he had just come up with a plan. He gave the slightest of nods.
Fire nodded as well. "Do as they say," he commanded, putting his hands behind his head and lowering himself to the ground in time with the others.
Ice was the last to do so, then began wobbling as he sat down like he was about to fall face forward and put his hands on the ground in what appeared to be an effort to steady himself. The tile began to freeze without any indication that it was doing so except for a small cracking sound no Snake seemed to hear, obviously underestimating the ingenius of their powerful captives and thinking they had won the battle.
A rifle pressed against Fire's cheek as another Snake murmurred into their walkie-talkie in Chinese that they had captured eleven prisoners, one meeting a description. "Your name?" the owner of the rifle asked, poking the hard metal into Fire's soft skin. The smell of a recent discharge left no doubt that this man was trigger-happy.
"Fire."
"Your real name, mutant?" the idiotic man asked, letting the word 'mutant' trip off his tongue like a curse word and pushing the barrel of the gun even closer into Fire's jaw.
Fire was silent and was prodded again.
"I will blow your head off right now, if you dont tell me your name."
Fire smirked. "My brother would not like that very much."
"Your name?" he repeated.
"Fire," Fire repeated, watching Ice's progress from the corner of his eye. The floor was freezing cold on his knees now and he stopped himself from chattering his teeth.
"DON'T PLAY GAMES WITH ME!" the Snake growled. Then he pointed the weapon at the child holding Fire's hand and shaking, pressing the metal into Puppy's forehead. "Tell me or he dies."
Fire had no choice. "Liu Feilong." There were several gasps from the group.
The man lowered the weapon and gripped Fire's shoulder tightly and pulled him to his feet. "Confirmed. We have 'the treasure'. Let the..." The man's words were interrupted when two of the men took a step forward and slipped, only to land on their backs. Fire met Ice's eyes and a silent message passed between them. The scene then erupted into chaos as the opening left by the fallen men and the four men who had bent down to assist and fell themselves was used as an escape route for the children who immediately ran to the tunnel as Fire and Ice latched onto the four remaining men and drew their attention away from the escaping children, succeeding in distracting them until a pistol met the back of Fire's head and Fire was forced to release the two now badly burned men.
"It has been a while, brother," an unmistakable voice said behind him, churning Feilong's stomach and making his heart rise into his throat as his hands were bound behind his back. He was then turned around. "Just as beautiful as ever," Yan commented as he traced the outline of the impression of the gun on Feilong's cheek before smacking Feilong hard enough to bring tears to his eyes and almost break his neck. "You whore!"
"Boss, what should we do with these two?" a Snake asked, drawing both brothers' attentions to the two remaining prisoners.
Fire's eyes widened. The two remaining were Puppy, who appeared to be unharmed physically, and Ice, who had been shot in the shoulder but was baring the pain. Why hadn't Puppy escaped?
"Kill them," Yan said apathetically.
"NO! NO YAN PLEASE!" Fire asked, pushing his body against his brother's to get his attention. "Please don't harm my son! Please don't harm them! I'll do whatever you want."
"Son?" Yan choked out, his eyes on the boy who was doing his best not to cry with a gun leveled at his head. "What do you mean he is your son?"
Fire slumped against Yan's body. "He is my only son! He is your nephew and he is human! Please don't kill him!" He didn't care that he was begging right now. If it meant he could save Puppy's life he would do anything.
Yan was silent for a long time, then he asked, "What is his name?"
"Tao," Fire replied quickly, using their grandfather's name as a substitute for the codename 'Puppy' and giving him more legitimacy.
Yan continued to stare at the boy until he finally said, "He has your beautiful skin. His mother?"
"Died in childbirth," Fire lied.
"And the other?"
"A friend who has been very kind to me."
Yan turned back to Fire and smiled deviously. "If you want to see them alive and well, you will do everything I say. You understand?"
Fire nodded and Yan signaled for the two mutants to be forced to follow. Fire kept his eyes on the floor, not wanting to see the expressions of the two people he loved most of all and see instantly how their opinion of him changed when they realized he was his brother's whore. But, he would keep them alive no matter what.
TBC
Please comment :)
Characters: Feilong, Yanzhui, Mikhail, Tao
Disclaimer: Actual characters are not mine.
Warning: Lots of angst, some OOC, very long... may cause some depression.
LIES, SEX, AND GENES Part 17
Eight/ Nine years earlier
Liu Feilong crept into the target's office, dressed in a blood red cheongsum, his head lowered in submission to the middle-aged man behind the desk talking to a client on the phone, who glanced up once and then did a double-take before fixing his attention fully on the young man in front of him. Dark eyes roamed over every inch of Feilong's body as he waited. When he at last finished the phone call, he approached him.
"Your master said you would be beautiful, but I didn't expect you to be this beautiful," the man said, lifting Feilong's chin gently so that he could stare into his eyes. "You do not look like a common whore."
Feilong bit his bottom lip and began the coy virgin act he was instructed to perform. "That... that's because I haven't been doing this long... Please... please sir, be gentle with me." He began to tremble, not for the act, but due to the thought of what he had been instructed to do. This man had betrayed the Baishe and would have to pay. He thought he had gotten away with it and that he was being rewarded with a pet for his loyal service. Little did he know what Yanzhui had devised for his death.
The man smiled and stroke the now bruised bottom lip with one hand while the other undid Feilong's braid. "Of course I will be gentle with you. Anyone who would abuse your exquisite body is a fool." When the slightly wavy black hair tumbled free, the man caught his breath. "You... you are so arousing. I cannot wait to see your captivating face twisted with desire and passion in my bed." Then he kissed him and Feilong began to unbutton the man's shirt slowly like he was nervous at the prospect of a bedding.
"My... my specialty is office sex," Feilong whispered.
The man smiled and leaned back against his oak desk. "Then I'll allow you to display your talent."
Feilong faked a nervous smile, went down his knees, unzipped the man's pants and made a move like he was about to take the cock into his mouth. Just before he did, with the organ pulsating in his hand, he looked up. "Yanzhui wished me to give you your full reward...." he paused as the man smiled and then added, "for your betrayal." The man's smile faded instantly. Feilong flinched as he began to follow instructions by burning the organ and letting the man wither in agony. The smell of burning flesh and the man's screams were more than he could take, although this was not his first kill. However, this was the first time he'd been ordered to torture someone with his powers.
He threw up until he was heaving dry air as soon as he returned home, the smell of burned flesh lingering on him and his clothes as the man's screams echoed in his brain. Yanzhui seemed to take pity on him that day. Once Feilong calmed down a little, Yanzhui helped him bathe and held him close afterwards.
Feilong had actual come to believe his brother loved him again and he would never have to do it again until Yanzhui said, "The next time will be easier."
Feilong's heart fell then. All he would ever be was a sex toy and a weapon.
Present
Feilong awoke from the bliss of a blank dream to the sound of commotion in the corridor. Still trying to place the sounds, he laid on the bed and listened while trying to drift off back to sleep. He turned over and saw Puppy shaking on his bed. "Puppy?" Feilong called to his adopted son who had pulled the child's comforter around himself.
At the recognizable sound of gunshots and screaming, Feilong shot out of bed as the door burst open to reveal Ice who was panting as he yelled, "Quickly! We're under attack!"
Without agrument, Fire threw on the clothes he had laid out for the next day, took Puppy's hand and followed Ice out of the room. Fire didn't understand why Ice had come to get him when his room was closest to the wing's secret escape tunnel, but now was not the time to ask. Above sound of gunshots and screams, the trio ran to the escape at the end of the hallway, three hallways over, other mutants surrounding them as they made their own way to the same destination.
A lone black- clad figure stepped forth with a gun and ordered them to stop almost as soon as they entered the corridor, only to receive a heated fist in the face that made him fall backwards at the pain of burned flesh and discharge his weapon at the ceiling in the confusion before fading into unconsciousness.
Fire knew the imprint of his knuckles would be scarred into the man's flesh forever as would the black mask he had been wearing and he grimpsed at the smell of burnt human skin on his hand as he brushed and piece still lingering away, hoping Puppy hadn't seen what he had just done or recognized the horrible smell for what it was. Stealing a glance at the boy running at his side, he couldn't tell if that was just terror from the current situation or mixed with trauma from what he had just witnessed, even if it had only occurred in three seconds.
Two figures in black with army-like rifles stepped into their path and the entire assembly halted. Having been forced to stand still, Fire finally got a good look at the uniform and saw a white snake emblem and realized which group was attacking them. "Get on the ground or we will..." their threat was stopped when Ice laid his hands on the guns and they cracked and shattered into unusable metal fragments. Still in disbelief, the two Snakes were attacked by Fire at precise pressure points that made them pass out cold as their targets slipped away. Their movements had been in perfect sync with each other. Their escape thus far had been almost too easy.
As the group rounded the corner, Fire discovered it had been too easy... they had just walked into a trap. Ten black figures with weapons had surrounded them, the escape tunnel laying only a few feet ahead, the crack of a false panel drawing his eyes. So close and yet so far away. The ten figures drew closer, their weapons aimed at the youngest of the captured and forcing the group closer and closer together as they advanced.
"Do you have a plan?" Fire whispered to Ice as he pushed Puppy protectively behind him.
Blue eyes turned and gazed into his dark red ones. "How many fire balls can you make?" Ice asked as his eyes darted around to gaze at the circle surrounding them before settling back on Fire's face.
"I've never counted, but I know I cant make them faster then it would take for one of them to put a bullet in someone's head," Fire whispered back as the children of the group hid behind him with Tao while one of the less wise of the group, a man in his twenties, 'Levity' Fire thought his name was, tried to push his way out from the trap.
The entire group watched in horror as the small zipping sound of a gun with a silencer put a bullet in the mutant's skull. The children screamed, latching their arms around the two adults and three teens in the group for protection as the mutant slumped to the ground, dead, with part of his brain leaking out the back.
"Don't look at it Puppy," Fire commanded the boy, although he knew it was far too late.
Fire turned and looked at the silent boy who was visibly trembling while obviously attempting to remain brave and not cry as the group was forced into a tighter collective by the advancing men.
"Unless you wish to end up like him, all of you get on your knees and put your hands where I can see them," one figure with a rumbling voice ordered.
"Fire-sensei?" a teenage girl asked from behind him, the unspoken question lingering on the air.
Ice's eyes sparkled indicating he had just come up with a plan. He gave the slightest of nods.
Fire nodded as well. "Do as they say," he commanded, putting his hands behind his head and lowering himself to the ground in time with the others.
Ice was the last to do so, then began wobbling as he sat down like he was about to fall face forward and put his hands on the ground in what appeared to be an effort to steady himself. The tile began to freeze without any indication that it was doing so except for a small cracking sound no Snake seemed to hear, obviously underestimating the ingenius of their powerful captives and thinking they had won the battle.
A rifle pressed against Fire's cheek as another Snake murmurred into their walkie-talkie in Chinese that they had captured eleven prisoners, one meeting a description. "Your name?" the owner of the rifle asked, poking the hard metal into Fire's soft skin. The smell of a recent discharge left no doubt that this man was trigger-happy.
"Fire."
"Your real name, mutant?" the idiotic man asked, letting the word 'mutant' trip off his tongue like a curse word and pushing the barrel of the gun even closer into Fire's jaw.
Fire was silent and was prodded again.
"I will blow your head off right now, if you dont tell me your name."
Fire smirked. "My brother would not like that very much."
"Your name?" he repeated.
"Fire," Fire repeated, watching Ice's progress from the corner of his eye. The floor was freezing cold on his knees now and he stopped himself from chattering his teeth.
"DON'T PLAY GAMES WITH ME!" the Snake growled. Then he pointed the weapon at the child holding Fire's hand and shaking, pressing the metal into Puppy's forehead. "Tell me or he dies."
Fire had no choice. "Liu Feilong." There were several gasps from the group.
The man lowered the weapon and gripped Fire's shoulder tightly and pulled him to his feet. "Confirmed. We have 'the treasure'. Let the..." The man's words were interrupted when two of the men took a step forward and slipped, only to land on their backs. Fire met Ice's eyes and a silent message passed between them. The scene then erupted into chaos as the opening left by the fallen men and the four men who had bent down to assist and fell themselves was used as an escape route for the children who immediately ran to the tunnel as Fire and Ice latched onto the four remaining men and drew their attention away from the escaping children, succeeding in distracting them until a pistol met the back of Fire's head and Fire was forced to release the two now badly burned men.
"It has been a while, brother," an unmistakable voice said behind him, churning Feilong's stomach and making his heart rise into his throat as his hands were bound behind his back. He was then turned around. "Just as beautiful as ever," Yan commented as he traced the outline of the impression of the gun on Feilong's cheek before smacking Feilong hard enough to bring tears to his eyes and almost break his neck. "You whore!"
"Boss, what should we do with these two?" a Snake asked, drawing both brothers' attentions to the two remaining prisoners.
Fire's eyes widened. The two remaining were Puppy, who appeared to be unharmed physically, and Ice, who had been shot in the shoulder but was baring the pain. Why hadn't Puppy escaped?
"Kill them," Yan said apathetically.
"NO! NO YAN PLEASE!" Fire asked, pushing his body against his brother's to get his attention. "Please don't harm my son! Please don't harm them! I'll do whatever you want."
"Son?" Yan choked out, his eyes on the boy who was doing his best not to cry with a gun leveled at his head. "What do you mean he is your son?"
Fire slumped against Yan's body. "He is my only son! He is your nephew and he is human! Please don't kill him!" He didn't care that he was begging right now. If it meant he could save Puppy's life he would do anything.
Yan was silent for a long time, then he asked, "What is his name?"
"Tao," Fire replied quickly, using their grandfather's name as a substitute for the codename 'Puppy' and giving him more legitimacy.
Yan continued to stare at the boy until he finally said, "He has your beautiful skin. His mother?"
"Died in childbirth," Fire lied.
"And the other?"
"A friend who has been very kind to me."
Yan turned back to Fire and smiled deviously. "If you want to see them alive and well, you will do everything I say. You understand?"
Fire nodded and Yan signaled for the two mutants to be forced to follow. Fire kept his eyes on the floor, not wanting to see the expressions of the two people he loved most of all and see instantly how their opinion of him changed when they realized he was his brother's whore. But, he would keep them alive no matter what.
TBC
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