Temporal Shift [Fedoras are always in style]

[daxtinator396]

Dax walks through the door anxious to get someplace warm. He heads up towards the place the last monitor was monitoring. Hoping to get more answers from the suited man.

[kaibunny94]

"Okay" emily winced looking up at the men around her then up to zane. "If I pay of jonny's debt with enough vigour you will let me go right? I mean you wan't a girl thats into it don't you guys?" she asked wincing hoping someone would go along with this.

[Thaedael]

@Dax only four more days of this story, make the most of it >:3

He walks back through the corridor to the main central shaft, the sound of ice cracking as he walked. Shivers run up and down his spine as the temperature continues to drop, his breath visible as he continued to walk. Walking past the stairwell that had almost lead to his inevitable doom, Dax shivers more, content to have survived the close encounter. He rounds the corner of the y shape intersection, before heading right, down the path towards the closest security camera, not sure if it was the last one on the screen that he saw. As he approaches the camera laid on the floor broke, its lenses shattered across the ground, foot prints left behind in the frost.

[Thaedael]

@Emily

A chuckle played out across the room, the men all looking at her beaten and degraded form on the floor. Her face was a mess, saliva and sexual fluids smeared in with running mascara, bruised cheeks, matted hair. There were also the choke marks of hands around her neck, the tell tale signs of red slowly fading to purple. As she laid on the floor, the violation of her pussy was clear for all to see, the gape of her lips, the dripping of semen.

Zane stepped on her good leg, putting force down upon it, bending it out and away from her body. "Look her missus Emily" the main said, walking around the rooms with arms outstretched as if to make a spectacle of her degradation. "The finest specimens of London males gathered here before you do not care if you want to have a good time, or that you are a needy slut that enjoys this." he says with a nod to the crowd gathered around the girl on the three couches. "What matters, is that you continue to have that tunnel between your legs, and that you stay luke warm, though I am sure they would readily fuck a corpse for a few dollars." he said with a chuckle.

Zane turned back to face the fallen girl, before kicking her in the stomach. "So not only will you pay Johnny's debt, you will make some extra cash too, to continue to fund his addiction." the man said. He pulled her by the collar, dragging her bad knee across the floor, before throwing her on top of beaten wood coffee table in the center of the room. "Have at her gentlemen, you have an hour of her time." the man said, picking up the accumulated cash on a side table.

Zane turned away, heading out of the living room towards a previously unseen room, leaving Emily cowering in the presence of half a dozen more men, already the movement of limbs pulling off an assortment of clothes.

[daxtinator396]

Dax resists the urge to shout with glee as he sees the foot prints and begins to jog after them trying his best not to slip and bust his ass.

[Thaedael]

@Dax [You slipped and busted your ass]

Dax continues to follow the footprints, racing and sliding across the concrete floors of the corridor. However as he continues to follow them the ambient temperature steadily increases, leading to the fine coat of ice dissolving into water, a couple more foot prints left in water before drying off and disappearing completely. Looking around the corridor, he notices an emergency exit, indicating that it goes up to a service hatch in the underground's network. By his calculations he would be exiting into a terminal.

[daxtinator396]

"Crap..." He mutters as the foot prints melt away before noticing the E-exit. Upon noticing it he follows it hopefully.

[Thaedael]

@Dax [Time for you to die Mr. Bond]

Dax climbs the rungs of the escape, before opening the hatch, light flooding from lights mounted in the curved ceiling above. He stands on the terminal of the underground, a train parked at the platform to his side. It's the same train from before, the bloodied windows ripe with hand prints. However, the location is different he notices. Approaching the edge of the train he sees a police line cordoning off the entrances of the cars. Looking around he notices more bright lights have been set up, their yellow metal frames indicating temporary set ups. A man approaches Dax, reaching a gloved hand into his long trench coat, "You have reached the end of the line..." he says. Behind him on either side of a ticketing booth are the stairs leading to the surface.

[daxtinator396]

Dax blinks his eyes under the sudden brightness and then the man approaches him and reaches into his coat. Dax panics and bowls the man over and sit on his chest,"Who the hell are you!"

[Thaedael]

@Dax

The man was very tall, bordering on a giant, though what he had in height he lacked in any real definition to his body, what little of it that could be estimated under his trench-coat. The man was easily six feet tall, 8 inches, to the rim of a brown hat he wore, a leather band running along the hat. From under the rim was his handsome face, a giant bushy mustache flowing from under his nose, and wide thick framed glasses. From the interior of his tan trench-coat, the man pulled a giant pistol, silencer and all, pointing it at Dax's head.

"No, the real question is. Who the fuck are you?" the man said sternly.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire nods. "Okay. I guess you're right..." she says as she slowly gets up.

[jayjaycaps]

Jason's face went a little pale. Shit, he thought he was carrying Medea! "Wait, she's still...?" Jason looked back over his shoulder to the hospital. "I gotta look again..." Jason raced off to the hospital, running to try and find someone else. Well, he told himself he was looking for anyone, but really,he was looking for Medea.

[kaibunny94]

Emily felt herself descended upon by the men like a pack of wild dogs. I could show you the reader what happened to Emily, but she would never want to remember it, let alone relive it. so that for now is where we draw a thick velvet curtain on the precedings. Rough hands on her pale bruised skin, little care for her broken and frail body.

The last of the men left, she twitched on the cum stained carpet her mouth unable to close properly, her holes abused no matter how much she protested. It had hurt, it had not been pleasurable, it had not been fun. she didn't see how it could have been nice for the men, her only conclusion was that they were sick bastards. and she was better off now they had left. her gloves had been ripped letting her hands free and she quickly un buckled her self so she could lay back more easily. she groaned and managed to get to her feet, so shell shocked the throbbing agonising pain in her leg causing little more than a squeak and a limp. They would fuck her in one sense, well she was going to fuck them in another sense. fuck them and this whole fucking city.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

Claire also got up, standing shoulder to shoulder with the girl. "Thank God, was afraid you were going to make me leave you here" the girl said with a beaming smile on her face. She took her by the hand, stepping out of the debris of the store into the rain, the rain wiping away the grime from Claire's face from the ordeals she faced. Eugene stood by the door, the others having left long ago to continue to search. The dog ran to Claire, licking her leg. Eugene smiled.

[Thaedael]

@Jason

The rain came down hard, and fast, the fires however were not growing back, even as the fire crews continued to spray it with foam. A hissing sound was heard all around as he ran, his armored feet hitting the pavement hard with each step. As he drew near the fire chief that had been with Medea for the strategic meeting drew near him, a grim look on his face. "Look, I don't think it's the best idea to go in there right now, the building might be coming down any minute now".

[Thaedael]

@Emily

Zane entered the room, money in his hands, counting it as he flipped through the large sum of bills. "Not going to lie, for being so plain a girl you certainly fetched a good price." the man said laughing at the girl. He neared towards her, an evil look in his eye. "Though i think it is my turn" he said with a grin. "How much do I pay you?" he said.

[kaibunny94]

Emily smiled warmly at him. "It's £100 for a fuck from most hookers" emily smiled politely. "why dont you lay down and i ride your brains out." she hid her free hands.

[Thaedael]

@Emily.

He threw half the sum at her feet in a roll, putting the rest into an inner pocket before pulling out a knife. "Hands where I can see them" he said, a grin on his face. No one played Zane, it's how he made it so far in the underworld, by tricking bitches like Emily.

[kaibunny94]

Emily showed her hands in the tattered gloves the belts on. (just not as tight as before. she mewled knowing that she couldnt pick up the money in the gloves. and stroked the table for zane to lie down.

[Thaedael]

@Emily

The filthy girl motioned for him to get down on the table, the very table that she had been defiled over for an nondescript amount of time, its surface covered in fluids. She stood there motioning him seductively, her jizz covered form, her face filthy and make up running the length of her cheek. He smiled, stabbing the knife deeply into the table, implanting it deeply, "If you so much as try anything, I will cut you up, remember this." he said. He quickly pulled his pants off, before lying down on the table, the knife to the side of his arm.