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Submitted by Jack McCallum (View user info) at 2005-03-31 19:25:33 EST
Cei - 1 - OBLIGATORY OPENING ASS-KICKING SCENE
"I know you hiding in here, bitch. I can smell your fear."
Cei held her breath. Lincoln was very close. She knew he was smiling, because there was a soft rasp in his voice, and she had only ever heard that when he was about to fuck, or about to fuck someone up. In either case Lincoln would smile. In this case, Cei was sure Lincoln wanted to fuck her and fuck her up.
Some would say he had justification.
Cei had stolen his children.
Ah know you haadin in heah. Ah cain smell yo feyah.
Lincoln usually kept the South out of his voice, but it came out when he was worked up. Again, either fucking or fighting.
She heard more than one pair of shoes moving through the warehouse.
Her car had broken down outside of Needles, just after she passed into California. She had been driving for days, losing Lincoln and being found again as she crossed one state after another, and when she had abandoned the car Lincoln and his boys, Will Walls and Big Dog had been right behind her.
Cei had run across the country grasping at straws. She had no more family back East, but she remembered her dad saying he had a second or third cousin in California. Her dad had said the cousin was a good guy. Her dad had said he was a cop.
She had no idea Lincoln had installed a Lojack unit in her car over a year before just in case she ever helped Sophia leave him, and that he had a tracking unit in his own car, following her signal.
"Come on, Cei, baby, I ain't gonna hurt you. You know that."
Cei's tongue ran along her teeth on the lower left, finding the gap left by a missing molar, a molar the had shattered when Lincoln had punched her in the jaw. That had been just weeks ago. Before she ran with his children, but after so much else.
After she rejected his constant come-ons. After her sister Sophia died in a drive-by. After she realized that she had to steal away her niece and nephew for their own good, before they ended up like their father, instead of being like their mother. After Lincoln forced himself on her.
After Cei stomped a pregnancy test to little pieces on the filthy floor of a gas-station bathroom.
Mary sneezed loudly from a few feet away. Both her and John had mild allergies and a place as dusty as this was likely to set them off.
"I just heard my little girl," Lincoln said. Ah juz heard mah li'll gurl.
Cei remembered when Lincoln first saw the twins nine years ago. He hadn't been aware that Sophia was in labor. Cei had rushed Sophia to the hospital leaving a nodding Lincoln behind, the apartment tainted by the smell of singed carpet. There were a lot of little burn marks in the rug under Lincoln's chair. He was always nodding off and dropping his crack pipe. When Lincoln had finally gotten himself together and came to the hospital the next day, the first thing he said upon seeing his son and daughter wasn't encouraging.
"John and Mary? The fuck you giving my babies white man names for, bitch?"
This coming from a man named Lincoln Goodcock.
Neither Sophia nor Cei had realized a lot of things about Lincoln, until it was too late...
That he was an addict, and a dealer, making a living moving crack all over the city back home. That he was running whores as well, ultimately trying to make Cei one of his girls. That he was ten years older than Sophia, not three, as he had said. That he had fled the south, moving up the East coast, when he was in his teens. That he had no trouble killing a man.
That he could kill his own wife. And perhaps his children.
Sophia had called Cei, a month ago, on a Sunday afternoon.
Cei could hear the fear in her older sister's voice. For years she had been begging Sophia to leave Lincoln.
Even though she still lived near the projects where Lincoln was king, Sophia's standard of living had improved. She had a nice house with a big back yard, the school and the neighborhood stores were close by, and no one ever fucked with her or her family, because they would be fucking with Lincoln, and nobody fucked with Lincoln.
Everyone lived in fear of Lincoln, even his children.
Sophia had finally said she was leaving. She had had enough of the drugs and the whores. She had told Lincoln. He had said she would be dead before she would take his babies.
"He was sucking on that pipe again last night," Sophia had said. "And he told me, 'One day Johnny's gonna run all this. And maybe he can run Mary as well. She's turning out to be mighty fine."
Knowing what extremes Lincoln was capable of, Cei had told her sister to hang up the phone. Don't pack, don't take time to explain it to the twins. Just grab them and your purse and go.
Lincoln didn't work office hours. He came as went as he pleased, and he could walk through the door any minute.
Sophia started to say something else, by Cei didn't hear it. She heard the squeal of rubber on pavement and the distant burr of a machine gun, something small like an Uzi. She heard the big picture window shattering and the phone clattering on the floor.
Cei had hung up and called 911, giving her sister's address as the location of a shooting. Then she had grabbed her coat and run out the door.
Cei lived a world away. Cei lived six block from her sister's home.
She reached Sophia's home before the cops. She could have ordered take out and watched some pay-per-view before the cops showed up. The boys in blue didn't like the neighborhood.
Cei found Johnny and Mary with their mom. They were both old enough to know she was dead, but too young to understand much of anything else.
Only Lincoln would have the balls to shoot up his own home. He could have known the kids were playing out back. He could have planned this when he realized Sophia was going to leave him.
Cei had no proof. Just a gut feeling.
She was in Mary's room, helping the little girl pack a bag and yelling to Johnny and telling him what to toss in his backpack, when she heard the front door open, and close.
"Well, ain't this a shame," she had heard Lincoln say.
Cei was snapped out of that dark memory when a high voice said, "Boss, I smell pussy."
It had to be Will Walls. He was standing about four feet away, on the other side of a tall crate.
Cei remembered that voice.
"When you're done boss," Will had once said, letting out a neighing laugh, "Roll her over and let me stick it in that fine, fine ass.
"I don't smell shit over here," a deeper voice roared. That was Big Dog. He was on the far side of the cavernous space.
Cei had run into the dark and vast warehouse outside of town after leaving the car behind, busting a padlock with a stone and slipping inside with the children. She hid her niece and nephew in a dark recess behind a high metal shelving unit.
"Don't move," she had said. "No matter what you hear, don't move."
Cei wished she had a gun. She did have a weapon, an old baseball bat that had been leaning against the wall by the door.
Will Walls passed by her.
Strike now, or wait to be found?
She had to protect the children. She would do whatever she had to, to see they made it to some safe haven.
Cei swung the bat as hard as she could at the back of Will's head.
There was a combined hollow thud and crunch and Will Walls went down.
Cei looked at him a moment, expecting him to curse and get up. That's what always happened in the movies, but it wasn't happening here.
With one foot Cei rolled Will Walls onto his back.
Her stomach lurched and she was sure she was going to throw up when she heard a harsh intake of breath behind her and a strong arm wrapped around her neck and began to squeeze like a vise. She dropped the bat and it clattered loudly on the concrete floor.
It was Lincoln. Cei recognized the arm of his scuffed leather jacket.
She felt his groin grinding into her butt and kicked back at his shin with one foot. Lincoln danced back, his arm still around her throat. That was exactly what she wanted. With a bit of room between them his balls were lined up with her foot, it was easy to raise her other leg and drive her heel into his crotch.
Lincoln let out an explosive groan. His arm loosened just a bit and Cei turned around, hitting him in the nose and messing up that handsome face. Lincoln fell on his ass, holding his balls with one hand and his bleeding nose with the other.
"The fuck you doin, bitch?"
Big Dog's massive fingers slid through her hair.
Cei was pulled off of her feet. She realized there was a very good chance she could die here tonight. The pain in her scalp blinded her as tears filled her eyes, and she pulled her car keys from her pocket, driving the long ignition key at Big Dog's left eye like a spike.
There was a moment's resistance, like she was trying to stab a knife into one of those stress-relief squeeze-ball things, and then she felt more than heard a gentle pop, and her fingers were soaked with a watery fluid.
Big Dog shrieked and dropped her.
Cei stumbled and fell on her butt, and suddenly Lincoln was rolling on top of her, pinning her down, ordering Big Dog to hold her steady.
It was the day of her sister's murder all over again.
Lincoln and Big Dog and Will Walls had found her in Mary's room and had dragged her out into the kitchen. Lincoln told had Mary to stay in her room, but called to Johnny.
"Get your ass in here boy. Daddy's gonna show you the only thing women are good for."
Will had disappeared and returned with Johnny.
"You stand by that wall and don't move, boy," Lincoln had said. "You just watch and learn."
Cei wished she could get some sort of surgery and actually cut those memories out of her head.
Big Dog and Will Walls had slammed her down onto the big table in the kitchen, pulling off her jeans and underpants and ripping open her blouse.
"Damn, girl," Lincoln had complained. "You don't have half the titty your sister did."
She had struggled and Lincoln had punched her in the face. Later that night she would spit out a tooth a piece at a time.
"You gonna have some junk like this one day soon," Lincoln had told his son with a grin as he dropped his pants. "And this is how you use it. Watch here now."
Johnny started to cry. Down the hall, Mary started crying as well.
"Close your eyes, baby," Cei had said, trying not to scream when Lincoln spit on the head of his dick and then forced himself into her.
"You got some gooood cock in you now, honey-chile," Lincoln had crooned in a soft rasp.
Johnny had closed his eyes.
Lincoln had looked over his shoulder and shouted, "You watch your daddy now, boy!"
Johnny had shaken his head, his eyes still closed.
"When you're done boss," Will Walls had laughed, "Roll her over and let me stick it in that fine, fine ass."
Lincoln shot his load fast, and as he had slumped against Cei and the table she had worked one sweat-slick wrist out of Will's grasp and reached for Lincoln's dangling balls.
The things were too big for her to get a grip on, so she had grabbed at the slack skin between his balls and his groin, squeezing and pulling as hard as could.
Lincoln hadn't cried out, but he had tensed and snorted a breath and yanked her hand away, causing himself even more pain.
The whoop of a patrol car's siren had sent Lincoln and his boys running.
Cei had been right behind them, wrapping her coats around her half naked body and hustling the children out the back door.
Now, as Big Dog cried and staggered somewhere in the shadows nearby and Lincoln grunted and writhed on top of her, she knew that she was not going to go through that again.
"You gonna see that my balls still work, bitch," Lincoln said, grabbing her jaw and pressing his lips against hers.
Cei bit into his lower lip as hard as she could.
Lincoln tried to pull away, screaming in outrage, but Cei wouldn't let go so easily.
When she felt blood running down her chin and her teeth clicked together, she reached up and grabbed Lincoln's lower lip, tearing most of it away.
She got to her feet and bumped into Big Dog, who shambled away, still in shock from the loss of his eye.
"You hitch," Lincoln hissed, rolling onto his back. "You hucking hitch!"
With his bottom lip gone, Lincoln's lower teeth hissed and spattered as he spoke through his own flowing blood.
"I'll hucking hill you, you hucking hitch! I'll hucking hut off your hucking head!"
Cei ran, leaving the curses and cries behind her.
She went to where the children were hiding, grabbed their bags and her own, and ran into the night.
User Reviews
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2005-08-03 12:21:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Supreme Overlord damage control...
Submitted by Supreme_Overlord (user info) at 2005-07-21 22:30:35 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
shite
Submitted by joedaddy (user info) at 2005-05-20 20:42:08 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2005-05-20 16:56:08 (#)
Ranking: -2
At least today is Friday.
Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2005-04-12 12:34:23 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
excellent!
Submitted by mbstateside (user info) at 2005-04-11 17:38:56 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
It's stuff like this that makes coming to ubersite so worth while. Keep it up buddy.
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2005-04-01 14:08:36 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
There is more ass-kicking to come. But not in the next installment. The next chapter has some background on Cei and some gratuitous (literary) nudity.
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2005-04-01 13:46:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Exactly - Holy shit! There SO has to be more of this. And I want to play the female lead in the movie - kick some bad guy ass big time! SWEET!
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Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2005-04-01 09:57:02 (#)
Ranking: 2
What the fuck is with all this 'no comment' stuff? Hell, I'LL effin' comment:
Holy SHIT, dude. This was awesome, in a gut-churning-I-don't-want-to-read-any-more-but-I-can't-stop-myself way.
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2005-04-01 12:15:06 EST (#)
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Thecaes, there are doctors who are strung out on pills and still perform surgeries, so it isn't unlikely that Linc could be a crack addict and still run his little empire... before it catches up with him.
I guess he idn't see Scarface and hear that vital piece of advice.
Having said that, he IS a fucking psycho.
And since Cei disfigured Linc and Big Dog, they are REALLY gunning for her now.
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2005-04-01 12:11:43 EST (#)
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Glad you're all enjoying it.
-Cei is pronounced 'say.' It's an acronym/initials that became a nickname.
-I realize Linc is WAY over the top. I've had the character of Cei in my head for a while now, because she will figure in some other bigger things I'm working on. I just wanted to get her ass out to California, and since I've always wanted to write a 'girl kicking psychotic pimp ass' story (haven't we all?) I figured what the hell.
-I have no fucking idea what is gonna happen next. Better get to work.
Submitted by Dannie (user info) at 2005-04-01 11:12:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Nice one.
How do you pronounce Cei?
Submitted by Smoothe (user info) at 2005-04-01 10:39:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
this is fucking fantastic. Twisted, but fantastic. I don't know where this is going, and I haven't read much of your stuff before, but this I like. A lot. It reminds me of the writing of that guy that wrote Donnie Brasco, whatever his name may be.
Submitted by jumpinjellyfish (user info) at 2005-04-01 10:27:34 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Really well written. I felt like I was there watching it all.
You're one of the best writers on Uber.
I seem to wade through a lot of crap posts until I find a jewel like this one.
Thank you.
Submitted by Jungle_Jimanee (user info) at 2005-04-01 10:25:52 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Very gripping.
Submitted by Josephine (user info) at 2005-04-01 10:04:31 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Very nice.
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2005-04-01 09:57:02 EST (#)
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What the fuck is with all this 'no comment' stuff? Hell, I'LL effin' comment:
Holy SHIT, dude. This was awesome, in a gut-churning-I-don't-want-to-read-any-more-but-I-can't-stop-myself way. The description of the rape was sickening and disturbing. The fight near the end was good too. Nice goddamn job.
Something about Lincoln doesn't jive with me. What the hell, I just used "jive" in a sentence. Anyhoo, he seemed the tineist bit over-the-top...and I kind of got the impression he was a strung-out idiot, but he's smart enough to install a tracking system on a car because he suspects his wife's sister is going to steal his kids, who he doesn't really care about anyway?
I can't even put my finger on it, really. It's just a minor, minor thing that I thought I'd offer up as criticism. Take it as you will.
How do you pronounce Cei's name?
Submitted by Falconer (user info) at 2005-04-01 08:22:39 EST (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Badlands (user info) at 2005-04-01 07:52:42 EST (#)
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Submitted by LadyPlural (user info) at 2005-03-31 22:58:09 EST (#)
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Submitted by screamfeeder (user info) at 2005-03-31 22:53:25 EST (#)
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Submitted by transhuman (user info) at 2005-03-31 22:16:05 EST (#)
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Submitted by Judoka (user info) at 2005-03-31 21:28:45 EST (#)
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No doubt about it. You can write ficton.
Submitted by ruthless (user info) at 2005-03-31 19:51:52 EST (#)
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(sigh)
Submitted by ruthless (user info) at 2005-03-31 19:51:29 EST (#)
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Eeeeeewwwww.
Submitted by Degreeless_Capibara (user info) at 2005-03-31 19:47:14 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
WTF IM NOT READING ALL THAT!!!