Chapter 36: Trigger and the Subway Abduction

“Get your motherfucking hands off me, you deformed rat-faced assholes!” Trigger howled, fighting with all her might to escape the multitude of overlarge hands holding her above their teeny tiny heads. Too big eyes stared up at her with bulging interest, their lips wet and almost drooling.

Above and around her, remnants of an old colony that had been patched up by these weird people were evident. She could see old sales stalls as well as signs for a doctor's office that was definitely not in operation if these deformed monsters were any proof. The place was dirty as well as dark and seemed to go on forever in a wandering, withering path.

“Y'all are making the biggest mistake of your life. Ever heard of a genocide? No? You’re about to!”

She tried to reach for her weapons, but they were quicker; their long fingers weren't clumsy at all, but deft and swift. They took every weapon she reached for, even the one she kept in the back of her pants between her butt cheeks.

“I hate all of you!” she snarled, bucking and fighting, even going as far as biting them, but they didn’t budge. They were mindless creatures wth only one goal, taking her somewhere dastardly where she was certain she would be raped and murdered.

“What did you do to my lovers?” she demanded, panic settling in for more than just herself.

“Food, food, food,” they chanted, the first time they answered her.

“You're feeding them, or they are the food?” She asked, her voice trembling.

Their only response was depraved laughter.

“You’re in for a very unpleasant surprise!” she cursed, bucking and battling them more, her distended belly bobbing in the air.

They took a sharp turn, almost dropping her, but their deft hands cupped her breast and hip just right so she didn’t topple over.

“I’m going to rip your flesh off with my teeth, you disgusting little mole men!” she snarled. She knew that her struggles would leave bruises everywhere, but she didn't care. She needed to escape and protect her baby. She needed to get back to her lovers. They all needed to get the fuck out of this hellhole.

Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime the went through the door and deposited her gently on a bed of fluffy pillows. There was light in her, albeit dim, and she finally got a good look at the monsters that kidnapped her.

They were all male.

Some of them wore makeup, and we’re clearly being women for very obvious reasons.

“You have no idea what you’ve done!” Trigger snarled, lunging at them with her teeth barred.

They simply grabbed her and threw her back down, circling her so that there was no place for her to run.

Trigger curled her legs underneath herself, coiled to strike.

“Now is this any way to treat a lady?” A male’s voice asked.

Trigger’s blood cooled immediately, chills running down her spine. She watched as the monstrosities opened a path in front of her, revealing a very tall, very pale man with wide, large eyes. Unlike the others, he was not crouched over on all fours, but beside that and the dignity he seemed to possess, he was clearly one of them.

“My name is Master, and you will refer to me as such,” he stated, his cold, pale blue eyes radiating evil. “As that is who I am to these beasts, and now to you, my new wife.”

“Not even in your mother fucking dreams!” Trigger spat on the floor and then launched herself at him, nails like claws aimed directly for the artery in her neck.

Before she could blink, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him and pressed her against his body. “I do so love them wild,” he crooned, his voice smooth like butter, but underlined with an undeniable rot.

“I will never—”

He cut her off, “Of course not, you will have to give birth before I can get you pregnant again. We have to cull out the diseases that make my offspring…like this.” He waved to the goblin-like creatures with disgust.

“These are… your children?” Trigger asked in disgust, still pushing away from him.

“Some are, that is, before we stopped having girls with their interbreeding. No females remain now; their children became too deformed to survive, and as such, they died in the birthing process.

Trigger froze, her heart skipping a beat. She hadn't realized that was a possibility. With the hand he didn’t still have clutched in his, she cupped her belly and willed her eyes to hold back the tears that burned behind them.

“Not to worry, my blaze born bride, you have not been exposed to this disease yet, your child will be fine im sure, and our children? Well, your body is healthy…” he grabbed her by the nape of the neck and fisted her hair, forcing her mouth to his violently.

Trigger coughed and gagged, but it was no use. He was preternaturally strong. However, being this close, she could see his eyes were not pale blue, but clouded blue. Master was nearly completely blind. Her red hair and breasts were probably all she could see.

“And why only take me? Why feed my lover to your pet zombies? She deserves a chance to live as well!”

“She? One of your other companions was female?” He snapped his fingers, face becoming a mask of terrifying fury. “Go and retrieve her! If she is dead, so is everyone who failed to see her gender and fed her to the beast!”

Trigger started trembling. The beast? She had to do anything to get Cue out of there! She put her cold fingers against Master’s face and pulled him down for a kiss that disgusted her. “Save her, and I'm yours. Let me keep her, and I will not fight!”

She was lying through her teeth. She just needed to save Cue so they could figure out a way back to Gunner together. No beast could kill him, not ever.