title: Hot in the city author: kimera archive: http://www.kimerascall.lima-city.de/ Genuine fiction Carnage, chapter 7 PG: 16 category: fantasy written: 30.06.2002 disclaimer: the songs "Hot in the city" and "Shock to the system" belong to Billy Idol. Zero and Trancelucent belong to Neko-chan, please visit her gorgeous online-Manga http://www.trancelucent.de.vu Carnage is all mine, with his heart, his body, even his soul ^_~ Notices: -First of all, I'm no native speaker, so I apologize in advance for the mistakes and cruel expressions Y_Y -This is the kind of result you get when you find yourself drawn into a challenge to team up two really exotic charas... while I get on with this little answer, the manga includes 17 pages, still in progress, and I still don't have a clue where to it's heading ^_~ So it's really some challenge @_@ not to stumble in the wrong direction Anyway, without further ado, let's have some fun *eg* Dedicated to Neko-chan, with special thanks to Jutts who got me into the musical dimensions ^_~ *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* *~ð~* Hot in the city I got myself all wrapped up on the luxurious bench in the high-speed shuttle to the big city, distracting the chill of the totally climated compartment. Yearning for some fun time in the metropolis meant to arrange with this kind of hyper-technical bosh, the nerds of 2500 A.D. simply couldn't face life in its natural appearance, every last thing had to be kept under strict control. I didn't go for this kind of nonsense but an existence as unique as mine, well, at least to some degree, knew better than these blindfolded slaves to the system they caged themselves in. Cornered and pampered by androids of various kinds they just forgot about the importance of gaining a life to look back to. Well, enough of this crab, I just wanted to take part in the buzzing symphony in the bossom of this absorbing metropolis, so I left my nice, cozy shag on the countryside. Entering the guts by the shuttle caused me the trouble of fighting my way to the surface, gliding several escalators in transparent tubes high up to the artificial brightened sky. Summer time, I sung to myself in expectation, in the city, the place I kinda wanna be... *~ð~* "Hot In The City" (by BILLY IDOL) Stranger, stranger, stranger, stranger It's hot here at night, lonely, black and quiet On a hot summer night Don't be afraid of the world we made On a hot summer night 'Cause when a long-legged lovely walks by Yeah you can see the look in her eye Then you know that it's [Refrain] Hot in the city, hot in the city tonight, tonight Hot in the city, hot in the city tonight, tonight Stranger, stranger For all the dreams and schemes, people are as they seem On a hot summer night Don't be no fun, don't forget you're young On a hot summer night A sometime someone you're not Don't wait to see what you got 'Cause you know that you're [Refrain] We'll walk until my feet drop I'm a train when I'm hateful Yeah, lay right down now And ride until your head breaks I'm a-walkin' 'til my brain pops I will move with the beat now I'm a chain 'round an A-bomb I'm a ribbon in the heat now New York! [Refrain, repeat to fade] *~ð~* When my tired feet, clad in sling crossed sandals signaled they wouldn't support my lust for watching the passersby I submitted to the urge for a break, stepped into the narrow entrance of a dark bar, some feet below the surface. It felt like entering a womb, a very small passage exploding in a large, cave-like hall with several floors. The interior decoration memorized the ancient industrial look of the nineties in the 20th century. Everything kept misty, steel racks, skeletal tables and chairs, people slacking down in disappearing compartments, sipping colorful drinks with toyish paper umbrellas. I scanned the second floor, searching for the kind of guy to attract my lusting interest. The same bunch of humans, teenagers in ancient times called, experimenting their attractiveness to the other sex, giggling and noising around. Boring. My heart leaped as I encountered a sullen figure, effortlessly trying to get drunk. A gigantic blonde, his barely exposed skin in the beautiful color of chestnuts, guessed to be about the outer appearance of 25 years of age. When I slipped next to him, invading his privacy without invitation, he granted me a deep, black look with his startling azure blue eyes. Declared me as some kind of ready-to-die intruder which caused a highly welcomed shudder along my spine. Wooowiiiieeee.... this guy got some real deadly poison in his veins... and I was eager to take a very deep swallow of it. "Shove off." He barked at me, again getting lost in the depth of his dark red drink. "Hi, nice to meet you..." I twinkled at my very best with my dark black and maiden-like eyelashes. "Especially when you introduce me to your nice wrapped-up gift down there." He froze at the instant, followed by a stern look from his flashing eyes. "I told ya to piss off." Just a grunt to the wise. Well, boys and girls, I don't intend to get wise around here if this means to miss the opportunity to have fun. Without hesitation I stroke his blonde, nearly to the breadth of his shoulders reaching hair. "You're a precious fair prey." I muttered in his ear, flattering his chestnut brown skin with my hot breath. He kept cool. "I belong to the Fury Unit." He presented his sign in the screaming colors of copper, engraved on forehead and chest, accompanied by a gemstone in his collarbone. Meant to read "property of the United Nations, do not touch under any circumstances." A special agent. I smiled intriguing. How amazing.. this was the kind of invitation I longed for, the forbidden fruit in the sacred garden, the kind of pleasure that kept you taking the risks without further calculations. "You in duty?" I took the simple thread of conversation over again, absolutely on the save side that he wasn't. Not wearing his uniform, but a pair of trim black trousers and a vest sticking close to his well built chest. I guess, you had to cut your way through... or bite... "Oh, come on, sugarbutt, you don't wanna spend your time in this dreadful boring hole!" I stroke my black, shiny curls. "Why not have some special combat with me?" He turned around, approximately 2,10 m gorgeous, beast-like beauty, striking and attracting. I felt my mouth watering, my teeth growing, sharpening, as my senses caught his stem, exploding of testosterone. Gosh, he was born to sin... a waste to simply pass by! He grabbed my shiny, velvet colored shirt, lifting me up from my feet, just balancing on my toes. "Listen, smartass, just cut it out and leave me alone, got that? I don't wanna have company!" He snarled, then tossed my aside. I straightened my clothes, transparent Chinese silk, body-trimmed and covered with sketches of the Firebird. Couldn't keep me from laughing, softly, teasing. Dear Gods... he was cute! Trying to boss me around, telling me to shove off.... don'tcha know that's the kind of invitation I always go for? The art of combat.... I liked to perform? Taking again seat next to him I ordered a Zombie Beebo, just ignoring the fact that he started to pin me just by flashing poisonous looks at my profile. I knew about the Fury Units. Designed to serve the United Nations in security matters, some time ago a bunch of white-collars decided that it would be the promised resolution to manipulate the DNA of their fellow humans to create a special artificial race. One day they simply materialized in the public. Giants, looking all alike, blonde hair, skin trained to withstand fire and extreme temperature, enduring, heartbeat slowed down. Powered with impressing muscles and conditions to outrun every living human, quick-witted in reflexes and brain, these startling blue eyes sharp as a knife in night- and daytime. It caused, as everyone who had seen centuries pass by easily could foresee, a heavy conundrum. The government got under attack, these humanoids were too much to bear, simply being supernatural strong and beautiful, even in these days when you can order your children along a menu. To pacify the enraged, the guys at the high office marked their working slaves with the fury unit-symbol, a gemstone and the lame excuse their lifetime was reduced to a wink in the eyes of a century. They never announced if these handsome humanoids had a chance to grow up, if they really had been "improved" with the DNA-strings of felidae. When all was said and done, the decision was made. In a period of some years the Fury Units would be ancient history, the humanoids gone and burnt up. Not able to reproduce themselves, just some kind of human intellectual error to play around with nature and life, the selfish trial to prove that they could master the unseen gods nobody officially believed in. How human... how very old-fashioned. They never seem to conquer the last drop of knowledge. How amusing as you go along. Well.... I sipped the rich flavor and chewed with my pearl-like teeth. I wanted him. Despite his stern intention to remain lonely, to get drunk. It would not work out, as everyone knew, these humanoids were not designed to flee into the void by means of chemical self-abuse. Now, how to get my shy beauty to follow my invitation? I sniggered to myself as I spotted the easiest manner to force him. *~ð~* He never even gave a single sound when I picked his cash-card and headed for the fire-gate. My skills as pickpocket were trained within centuries of practice, just to enjoy myself in the beauty of tempo and ability. While I paced along, searching my swift memories of the area map visualized before my obsidian eyes, I felt his presence, following the trail I left for him. He didn't speed up and I triumphed brightly, for I caught his interest in me rather than the remorse flight from his doomed fate. I bent my neck into the star sparkling sky, chose a skyscraper and got some nice stuff to prepare our night of combat. *~ð~* I booked a suite with a transparent roof, ready to sleep above the weight of the world, the sky just close to my grip. Tuning the air condition to a hot, soft, Mediterranean breeze I lay down on the giant sized bed in French manner, stretched myself like a tiger, ready to hunt my prey in the dark realms of the night. It took him some precious time to get entrance into my suite, the security staff of this high-priced hotel naturally insisting on the privacy of their well-off guests. When he stormed the bedroom I tinkled a smile up to his titanic appearance. "Give back my property at once!" He ordered. I gave way to a soft, provoking laughter. "Well... sugar, you gotta search me, I just keep forgetting where I put stuff..." He turned crimson, a flashing beauty. I sighed in expectation. "Frisk me." I invited barely audible, posing at my very frailest. "My cash card!!" He bellowed, his hand drying out breath, tightening around my throat. "... just...help... yourself..." I whispered tempting, closing my obsidian eyes, leaving fate to his decision. We both knew bloody well he couldn't kill me... so choking stood without question. He let go off me the very instant he saw my victorious smile. Puzzled and angry enough to forget about his usual attitude to remain separated from humans, his fingertips tried effortlessly to examine the state beyond the fine cloths. Turning me around with a rough grip, he searched my spine, running easily down my buttocks I gave a yell, just to intrigue him. He halted at once. "Stop it!" He hissed, tempted to give me a shove. I giggled onto the ivory silk under my slender body. When he would tear down the black garment that banned him to check closely, I would become indistinct, only to be found by my long, curling ebony hair. "Dare to dare me!" I radiated my luscious aureole, blinking to his bewildered looking face. He got hold of my neck, arising me, dangling my legs above the expensive carpet. "You were saying?" He whispered. I laughed amused, swinging in his tight grip, just to express my delight. "You know they betrayed you." I prepared the trap. He hesitated. I pierced his wrist with my nails, somersaulted and bowed gracefully. "They gave birth to such a magnificent creature as you are, but they never told you the secret." He leaped for me and I had to fling myself around. We danced like two beastly opponents, circling, calculating, taking the risk. I took off my shirt, opened my arms, presenting my perfectly sculptured chest. "Yes." I murmured softly. "They didn't want you to know... they are afraid you could find your own ways around." He glared down at me. "Don't gimme your crab, just hand out my property!" I sniggered in response, offering him my frail looking body. "Suit yourself." He frowned in anger, then whirled about, missing me just by luck, heavily but in all grace hitting the bed. On a whim I followed him, riding his thighs and driving the flashing blade of a knife along his throat. "I don't care whether I live or die." He replied to my gesture, blasting a hurricane's force in his amazing eyes. "Well." I bent over his steaming chest. "I care. I care about you." He looked bewildered, again. Beautiful. I cut away, with the tinniest movement of my wrist, the buttons which kept his vest together. Studied his well-muscled torso, the warmth of its color, the heat passing through the fine cloth of my trousers, electrifying my blood. "What the hell are you up to?" He managed to cough. I smiled peacefully, stroking his smooth skin, created to bear not one single hair. Like a porcelain puppet. I knew there must be some beast beyond this surface. Lowering my head to his lips I breathed lustfully. "I wanna wake you." Kissing the fury on his forehead while cooling his cheek bone with the blade. "I wanna open your eyes to life." Licking his chin up to his mouth, trembling in utter anger. "I wanna seduce you." His hands attacked my hips but I didn't give it a second thought. He couldn't hurt me. Blowing a kiss on his nose's tip I blinked at him. "I wanna make you fuck me like an animal." The kaleidoscope of his complexion was in fact striking, pale white to crimson to steaming red of fury. "Get off me!!" He bellowed, tossing me aside with the slightest of efforts and distracted by it. I somersaulted once again, laughed in amusement, licking the condensed steam of his body from the blade. He breathed heavily, grasping his chest in astonishment. I guess he never felt like this... his blood boiling, bursting with mixed-up emotions, strangled between the urge to punish me and yet again to do something else... something not to be thought of. "Don't you want to know?" I concentrated his attention. "Don't you long for an existence that's worth called it?" "Shut up!!" He screamed, ducking to get hold of me. I granted him the pleasure of keeping me in his arms, a prey eager to be caught and handled. His face drawn with anger softened to the usual calm expression, now he felt in charge of the situation again. As long as I started to snigger and to rub my knee in his crotch. Well, sugarbutt, not wearing your armored uniform can cause you some.. very interesting emotions.... He winced. Blushed in confusion. "Stop it." A slight breeze, imploring. "Don't you like it?" I ventured for his lips, kissing him teasingly. He shuddered, couldn't free me. His flashing blue eyes clouded in pain and panic. "What's going on?" He whispered in a childish tone, frightened. Oh dear.... "How do you feel?" I bewitched his eyes, focusing the confused hurricane inside on my obsidian glare. He trembled anxiously, trying to keep close to me while effortlessly escaping my persistent rubbing knee. "...strange...." I was caught out off guard when he decided to get lost, simply throwing me onto the carpet. Heading for the front door I gave him a sharp yell. "You're so easily beaten, no doubt they call you a failure!" He froze, his hand waiting to open the door. I took my rest on the cooling silk, reading the secret messages in the sky. Closed my eyes and waited for him. Enjoyed the halo of heat and steam that vaporized from his titanic body. "Keep me company." I ordered him without granting a flicker. He lay down, a little relaxing from his adventure to new sensations. We watched the stars in silence. He didn't care where to spent his time off, that's what I felt this instant. Lonely, beautiful creature.... wasted to the stupidity of brainless duty. I got up, knelt beside him, taking the sight of his marvelous appearance without even touching him. His face colored dark. "Don't do it." "Do what?" I smiled innocently. "Stop looking... so... intense..." He blushed in an intriguing manner. I gave a soft, smoothing laughter, caressing his blonde hair with my fingers. "What's your name, sugarbutt?" He frowned, turned around. "My name's Zero." I took the advantage, kissed his shoulder blade, afterward engraving my signature with my teeth. He trembled slightly. "Dion." I enjoyed myself while drawing secret symbols on his cheek with my skilled tongue tip. I topped on his hips easily, grinning at his perplexity. Well, I might look frail but I am much more than your limited knowledge can endure. "Zero." My fingernails wandered about his chest, exploring the texture of its smoothness. "Listen... don't you wanna get down to it? To the sense of existence?" He shrugged his shoulders, following in his amazing blue graze the mace my nails were creating. "You know they say you got some felidae-DNA..." I pierced his left nipple to alertness, softening the pain by caressing tongue-tipped. I bent down to his ear, whispering as a strange breeze of lust. "I am stronger than any other creature you can have..." "I don't understand..." He fled into the void, his eyes empty, his expression stern, bare of any personality. I kissed my way along his cheek, confusing our eyelashes together, biting his nose in a playful manner. "You do understand... Zero...." I flattered his lips with kisses. "Dare to feel... give in to the sensations... don't let these guys master your destiny..." "I am to defend the United Nations at any costs." He whispered shivering from an unknown fever. A fever I intended to force to a burning hell, running wild and overcoming his directions. "So maybe you have to fight me, 'cause I don't care for their regulations..." I worked my way down to his belly, marking his sternum with teeth and tongue. "I live at my own decisions and values, I think for myself and I won't ever take lessons from those simple-minded eggheads." He caught my wrists, halted me, searching my obsidian eyes. But you can't read obsidian as he recognized very soon. "What are you up to? Are you some kind of terrorist?" I laughed, cascading vibrations down to my limbs resting on his thighs, infecting his innocence with my daring, never defeated lust. "Weeelll..... you got me there, Zero...." I smiled bewitching down on his glowing eyes, like a tiger's flashing in feline shape. "Guess... I am just some sort of shock to the system..." He couldn't get the pun, and I planned to go even further... by provoking his hidden qualities I wanted him to become his kind of shock to the system. *~ð~* "Shock To The System" (by BILLY IDOL) Woah yeah It was a night, L.A., burning bright Oh what a night Say yeah,come on It makes my world stand still Ahh riot, rape, race and revolution, ah yeah Here come the fire, and my world burns still Yoww say yeah Well, you can rock this land baby yowww Like a shock to the system I feel good, well alright Like a shock to the system Say yeah, ain't it irie It was a night Hell of a night, L.A., it really was Oh what a riot I said yeah, come on It makes my life feel real Fear police and civil corruption oh yeah Is there a man who would be king And the world stood still Ah yeah loud You can rock this land baby Yeahhh Like a shock to the system It feel good, well alright Like a shock to the system I said yeah, come on baby Shock to the system Feel good, well alright Like a shock, shock to the system I say yeah, I say yeah, I say yeah Come on baby Yeah, well you can rock this land baby Like a shock, shock to the system It feel good, well alright Like a shock to the system I say yeah Ain't it irie Shock to the system It feel good, well alright Like a shock to the system I say yeah I say yeah I say yeah, come on baby Shock to the, shock to the Shock to the system Loud I gotta Shock to the, shock to the Shock to the system Yeah I gotta Shock to the, shock to the Shock to the system Yeah I gotta Shock to the, shock to the Shock to the system You could be king [laugh] Or I could be king Yeah well You could be king Or I could be king Well I gotta You could be king Say it louder The world still burns You could be king I could be king Yeah well You could be king Say it louder I could be king You could be king Say it louder The world still burns *~ð~* He didn't trust me as he never had anyone but this was all fine with me. I just wanted him to combat, to conquer, to give in to me and to do his uttermost to satisfy my hunger. Caressing his chestnut brown front, twirling curls in his blonde hair, kissing and biting restlessly I seduced him to oppose me. "Come on!" I flattered his ears. "Give in, strain your limits! Explode my body, make me scream for even more!" Inwards I grinned without regret for this was the very thing I wanted HIM to do.... beg me for introducing him to his true senses. Wasted to dull duty... caged by the bondages the white-collars created. Scratching, challenging, hugging and striking him with both blows and kisses it took some time to get him really hooked, prepared to fight me, to struggle in intimate combat. In his fever, losing grip to ratio he even lapsed attention when I tore away his trousers, simply sighing in awe of his beauty. That feline quality of his genes became obvious, beating its way on the surface of his actions, crawling, charging, whirling me about. I loved to play this game of hunter and prey, I mocked his feverish agitation with soft laughter, escaping ever so quick from his grip till we both hardly caught breath. He embraced me, pinned me down on wrist and hip which I couldn't stand right now. I freed myself with a swung around, got to my knees, crawling away, secretly waiting for him to cover me like a blanket. He was a giant, shadowing my frail body completely but unsure what to do about his prey. I rubbed my pointy spine onto his flat belly, meowed imploring, scratching the backs of his hands on the mattress hotblooded, trying my best to arise the ancient animal spirits in our souls. It worked out. He lost his senses, took me rash, overcome by the stampede of his lust, exploring his sexual appetite, a sensation prohibited by his designers. He just felt awesome... couldn't keep myself from singing ancient hymns at the top of my lungs. He moved like a beast, charged like an animal, covered with sweat and his own special odor, vaporizing his steam like a poison to my wits. Gosh.... I simply had to go on.... as long as he could stand it. He flung me aside, done with it and within minutes regaining both breath and common sense he winced. He had, at his point of view, done something terrible. Curling himself to a burden of sorrow and regret which forced me to interfere. "Come on...don't be shy, Zero!" I covered his limbs with kisses, tasted his sweat, licked his skin imploring. "You ain't seen nothing yet...." "I could have killed you!!" He exploded in a scream, his eyes in horror of his lack of self-control. I watched him calmly, stroking his wonderful blonde hair, moist and attracted to his neck and cheeks. "No, Zero. You cannot do me any harm." He grew silent, in bewilderment. I smiled down at his gorgeous face, hardly able to swallow a sharp hint to use his dick to just keep on fucking me. "Lovely.... you can do whatever pleases you...I can stand it." In fact I might be stronger than he would ever know. He observed me in fascination. "Who are you?" Kissing his forehead I just kept my trap shut. "I am the one you can strain your limits with." I whispered to his lips, caressing his limp tongue, once again prancing in his mouth, tipping his sharp teeth. His amazing ability to recompense caused me a shiver of pleasure and hunger. "Zero... why don't we cut this crab and just... find out how to please ourselves?" I ventured, clinging tight to his body, counting on his treasured animal memories. He smiled in the most shy way such a striking beauty ever did. "You promise I cannot cause you any harm?" He asked for assurance. I simply kissed him open mouthed while once again introducing my hands with his lovely mate down there. "Just go on hunting me." *~ð~* We had the ultimate fun every living being can share in company till the morning colored the sky above our collapsed bodies. I stroke his beautiful hair, covered his skin with my invisible marks, made him mine for eternity. He had to go, duty was calling. For some very long time I had yearned for a partner like him. Someone I could rely on to dare me to supernatural limits. Humans are much too frail to play the real game with. He felt perfect. And once convinced to overcome his instructions he went for me like burning hell. Awww.... you won't believe it but my butt was sore.... and I still enjoyed it. When he fell asleep I collected my clothes, ordered some spare to replace his torn ones and kissed my sleeping beauty on its lips. I would keep an eye on him. No... make it two eyes.... nothing's to be wasted ^_~ *~ð~* They call me Carnage, a name of reputation. And I keep on smiling in the darkness of my Eternity. *~ð~* THE END *~ð~* Thanks for coming along ^^ kimera PRODUKTIONSNOTIZEN Tja, was passiert, wenn man eine Herausforderung annimmt, ohne die Konsequenzen zu bedenken... Hier musste ich meine kümmerlichen Rest-Englisch-Kenntnisse strapazieren, um einem noch sehr unbeschriebenen Chara einen würdigen Einstand in die Prosa zu gestalten. Mjaaammm... ungeachtet der Absichten seiner Schöpferin hat Zero hier eine gute Vorstellung als Carnages Partner gegeben und diesem in der Zukunft gezeigt, was ein Tüpfelchen mehr Erkenntnis über Carnage einbrachte.