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Subject: {ASSM} A Story - Twisted (Sci Fi / Romance / Adventure)
Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2003 05:10:02 -0400
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 My knuckles still hurt. My right hand was too swollen to close. I hit that
guy really hard. He'd still be alive if he'd just stayed down. His own
people tried to tell him to stay down. How was I supposed to know he was the
governor's nephew?

"Hey Nyman, where're you taking me?"

"Shut up!"

He stomped toward me and raised his big fist over his head. I closed my
mouth. He snorted and put his fat arm down.

Me and nine other men where chained together in the back of a Nyman
transport. Nymans where such pigs. They never bathed. Their ratty black hair
and stinking breathe made me sick. Two big ugly ones stood over us with
their shockers at the ready. They each weighted over two hundred kilos.

I elbowed the prisoner next to me. In a whisper I asked,

"Hey man, where we going?"

This poor guy was white and shaking. The big red open sore behind his ear
told me he was a bug addict. He must of just had one yanked out. What a mess
he was. The best he could do was weak whisper.

"You been sold."

"Sold to who?"

He waited until the guard turned his back.

"Twisters."

"Twisters!"

The Nyman spun around and nailed me with his red tipped shocker.

"Shut the fuck up!"

The blue electrical arc hit me on the ear. Searing pain ran through my
entire body. When he pulled it away, he busted me on the chin for good
measure.

"Shut up! Stupid human."

It took several minutes for my muscles to stop quivering. I clenched my
teeth and kept my mouth shut.

I thought this shuttle was headed to a work colony. The fucking governor
sold me to the twisters.

We landed on a small out of the way planet. A place I'd never been. The
doors opened and the guards hustled us out. We waited in line for an hour.
We had to stand perfectly still. That big Nyman was just waiting for me to
open my mouth. In front of us was a large walled building. It had been built
a very long time ago. The sun was hot and I was thirsty. The bug addict
could hardly stand.

A large wooden door opened. Two well armed Nymans came out followed by a
tall thin man wearing a long black cape. He was more than old. He looked
like he'd been dead for a month. His expressionless face stared straight
ahead. In his hand was a small black whip.

One by one he went down the row, sealing fates. With his whip, he tapped
each prisoner on the shoulder.

"Farmer, farmer, farmer, miner."

When the twister said miner, the prisoner fell to his knees and begged. I
never heard a man squeal like that. His face was so full of terror. The
twister didn't even look at him. The Nyman guards shocked the hell out of
the poor guy. The twister continued down the line.

"Farmer, miner, miner, farmer, trash."

He stopped when he came to me. He put his face right next to mine. His cold
empty eyes absorbed the light, like small black holes. The bones of his face
were visible though his paste white skin. Thin blue veins ran along the top
of his forehead and down his neck. He tapped me on the shoulder.

"Fighter."

The twister walked back to the compound. The Nymans unchained us. Everyone
except the bug addict  was ordered to move into the building. As I walked
through the door, I heard the loud crack of a pulse rifle. His worries were
over.

The inside of the building was full of cages, at least ten stories high. It
was very hot in there. The air was still and the smell horrid. The cells
were full of all kinds of creatures, many human, others not. Some were
beating their heads against the bricks, some rolled around on the floor
clutching their stomachs, other stared blankly through the bars.

The guards separated us into groups; farmers, miners, and me. The miners and
farmers were lead down separate hallways. A single Nyman with a nasty scar
on his chin, lead me up a flight of stairs. He liked to ram the point of his
rifle into my back.

"You're fucked human."

Nine levels up, he shoved me down a row of dank cells. He pushed me toward
the end of walkway.

"Hurry up!"

I stopped and turned around.

"Put up the gun, fat boy. We'll see how brave you are."

He thought about it. Then he put the tip of the barrel under my chin.

"I don't have time for you. Hurry up!"

All the cells were empty, except the next to the last one. Fingers wrapped
around the black bars.

I could barely see her in the dark. She was human, or at least had been. The
twisters had done something to her. Most of her skin was a pale green.
Around her mouth and the ends of her fingers, the color was much darker. She
had short thick black hair. Her eyes were different; large, oval, and bright
yellow. We exchanged glances. She timidly reached her hand out to touch me.
The guard slammed the butt of his rifle against the bars. She quickly jumped
back.

The Nyman opened the last cage and shoved me in. The metal bars slammed
shut. I yelled at him as he walked away.

"Hey Nyman! How about some water?"

He yelled back.

"You'll be dead by morning."

I looked around the small cage. There was no way out. Even if I could get
out of the cell, where would I go? I was about to sit on the dirty bed, when
I saw her hand stretch out through the bars. Her palm was open, her fingers
waving in the air.

"Over here. I'm over here."

I reached my arm out next to hers. When I did, she put on her hand on my
mine. Our palms came together. I squeezed her and she squeezed back.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Cheval."

Heavy footsteps were coming down the hall. She quickly pulled back her hand.

The scar faced Nyman was back with his master, the black robed twister. I'd
never actually seen a gene twister, but I'd sure heard of them. Most
advanced races built machines, the twisters build organisms. Sometimes they
built an entirely new creature. Other times they fucked with the DNA of a
living creature. The prisoners who had arrived with me would be twisted into
specialized slaves. They would each be perverted into mindless automatons,
then sold at auction. My fate would be no better.

The guard unlocked the cage.

"Stand still!" the Nyman barked.

The twister looked me over. He poked me with his white boney finger. From
his black robe he removed a single small hypo. The fluid inside was a dark
red.

"Stick out your arm!" the Nyman ordered.

"Fuck you!" I yelled.

I didn't see the small red baton in the twister's hand. He pointed it at my
neck and pressed a round button. There was a sharp crack followed by a bolt
of electricity. The shock knocked me to the wall. The contents of my stomach
flew out of my mouth and I pissed my pants.

While I squirmed around, the twister jammed the hypo into my arm. The Nyman
gave me a hard kick in the ribs.

"Stupid human."

They left me shaking  and quivering on the cold damp floor. The pain was
intense. Then I heard her voice. She was calling to me.

"Over here, come over here."

Her hand was through the bars. I crawled to the front of the cell and put
out my arm. She grabbed my hand and held it tight. Her warm palm felt good.

"Hold on. You'll be alright."

She held my hand and talked to me. My jaws were locked shut.

In my veins, I could feel the twisters vile chemicals going to work,
perverting and changing me. My stomach and the rest of my insides knotted
and convulsed. Wave after wave of pain rocked though me. As bad as I jerked
and moaned, she never let go of my hand.

Whenever the pain subsided, I would call out for her.

"Cheval. Are you still there?"

In a soft voice, she always answered.
"I'm here."

Eventually I passed out. The next thing I knew, the scar faced Nyman was
throwing a bucket of cold water on me. He seemed so disappointed when I
stirred to life.

"Get up human!"

Every muscle in my body ached. It took all I had to stand. He unlocked the
metal door.

"You're unlucky, most die the first night. Too bad for you."

As soon as the door was open, the twister entered. When he saw me alive, a
hint of smile came to his face.

"You are a fighter. You want to live, don't you?"

I tired to brush off the dirt.

"Can I have some water?"

The twister nodded and the Nyman handed me a cup of water. It was dirty, but
it tasted good. The twister spoke to me.

"Your get two enhancements. What do you chose?"

I drank another cup of water.

"I don't want any enhancements."

The twister became annoyed.

"All fighters are enhanced. Without enhancements, you'll be dead in five
seconds. Name your choices."

I knew exactly what he meant. Freak fights were a huge attraction. Giant
arenas filled with spectators all screaming for blood. Wild animals and
twisted freaks had to fight to the death. My fate was clear. I was to be
twisted into some find of fighting freak. I would be a passing amusement, a
few minutes entertainment for drunks and whores, merchants and gamblers. My
death would come in a stinking arena on some forgotten back water planet.

The twister was losing his patience.

"Human enhancements are always the same; speed, armor, strength, cunning, or
poison. Pick two now."

He lifted his small but powerful shocker. I looked directly into his empty
eyes.

"You're the smart one, I'm the fucked one, why don't you pick."

A crooked smile came to his face. He opened his cape and removed two large
hypos. One with a bright red fluid, the other with solid black.

"Armor and strength for you, speed and cunning you have."

Those hypos really scared me. I didn't want to be a monster in a side show.
I made a last plea for mercy.

"Couldn't you just shoot me?"

The twister shook her head.

"Paid too much for you."

He slammed both hypos into my arm. The wicked fluids entered my body. Each
beat of my heart rushed the drugs though my veins. I could feel the
chemicals move through me; up my arm, down my back, into my lungs. I could
taste them.

The Nyman and the twister locked me in my little cage. The twister's vile
drugs were doing their work; molding and bending me into something I was
never meant to be.

I crawled over to the bars and stuck out my arm.

"Cheval? Are you there?"

I prayed she would take my hand. The pain was terrible. My eyes tightened
and my jaws locked. It was hard for me to breathe. I was about to pull my
arm back when she grabbed my hand. I forced out the words.

"Where were you?"

"I was here."

I put my other arm through the bars and locked my fingers around hers.

"Cheval, I'm so sick. My head is spinning. I don't think I can make it."

"Squeeze my hand! Whenever you feel pain, you squeeze my hand. As hard as
you want."

I held her hands and she held mine. She never went to sleep. No matter how
hard I squeezed, she always squeezed back.

"Cheval? Are you there?" I would ask.

 From the other side of the wall she would always answer.

"I'm here."

The torment was beyond description. Every fiber, every cell, every part of
me was being twisted. Nothing in hell could have been worse. All I had to
hold on to was Cheval. She never let go. Not once. Not for a second.

After endless hours, the pain slowly went away. I passed out.

The Nyman dumped cold water on me. When I woke up, I felt much better. There
was power in my arms and legs.

"Eat!" he yelled.

A huge plate of hot food was in my cell. I ate until I was stuffed. The
guards brought me more, and ate it all. They gave me a thick sweet drink
which I really liked.

When I couldn't eat or drink any more, I laid back against the cold damp
bricks. All the pain was gone. My knuckles were healed. An old back injury
from years before was gone. I felt good. Cheval spoke to me.

"Are you better now?"

Her arm was out her cell; her fingers waving. I couldn't wait to grab her
hand.

Her touch was so warm.

"Much better. Thanks to you."

She locked her fingers to mine. Even though I couldn't see her, I could feel
her. Our emotions passed though our hands.

"Cheval. Do they do this to you?"

"Listen, you're over the worst part. You need to take a chance, a big risk.
Two enhancements are not enough. I've seen what's waiting, you have to
believe me, two is not enough."

"What should I do?"

"Ask for three. If he likes you, he may do it."

Footsteps approached. She unlocked her fingers and pulled her hand away.

The iron bars swung open. Two Nyman guards accompanied the twister, both
heavily armed.

"Stand up!"

I jumped to my feet.

"Turn around!"

The Nymans kept their distance. They were wary and jumpy. Both had their
fingers on the trigger. The twister gave me a real hard look. He poked me
and felt my arms.

"Just as I planned. The crowds will enjoy you.  Make sure he's well fed."

The twister was on his way out, when I took the chance Cheval wanted me to
take.

"Hey freak. Two enhancements are not enough. I want three."

The twister's face immediately filled with anger. The scar faced Nyman hit
me with the shocker. I didn't even feel it. The speed of my reflexes amazed
me. I yanked the shocker right out of his hand. Both aiming lasers were on
instantly my chest. If the twister raised his hand  I would be blown in
half.

His anger quickly passed. He thought for a minute, then looked at the big
scared Nyman.

"Bring the female."

He unlocked Cheval's cage and brought her in. He shoved her hard to the
floor. She knelt before the twister, her head bowed. He gently ran his hands
over her hair.

"She put you up to this? Clever, very clever."

"You talk too much."

"You want three? Human's can't handle three. Three will kill you."

I put my face up to his.

"You've already killed me."

He smiled and petted Cheval. He slowly curled her hair around his thin
fingers. She remained motionless at his feet.

"Three you want, three you get."

He opened his cape and studied the choices. The inside of his cape was lined
with hypos, all different colors and sizes. He slowly removed a small green
one.

"This will do."

Cheval looked up just enough to see the green hypo.

"No!"

He raised his hand and slapped her hard on the face. The impact spun her
head around. She looked back at him and kept begging.

"No, not that one."

He slapped her again and again. If I moved to help, they would have blown me
in half. After one last hard slap, she kept her face turned to the floor.
Her voice shook as she spoke.

"I'll do anything you want. Anything."

The twister put his hand back on her hair. He petted her for a minute. His
empty eyes were on me. He knew I would kill him if I could. He liked to see
the fight in my eyes.

"Unusual girl, isn't she?"

He opened his cape and placed the green hypo back in its slot. He looked at
the other syringes. Finally he removed a large yellow one.

"Stick out your arm."

Before I raised my arm, the Nyman put the tip of his rifle barrel under my
chin.

"Slowly."

I lifted my arm. The twister rammed the needle into my vein. He left it
there. I had to pull it out myself.

He yanked Cheval up by her hair and led her out the door. She never made a
sound. The Nymans slowly backed out and locked the cell. I put my hands on
the bars.

"Cheval! Cheval!"

The big Nyman laughed at me.

"That girl is nothing. You're the big prize."

I reached for his throat. I almost got him. He spoke as he walked away.

"He was right about you."

The yellow fluid began to do its work. I fell against the bricks and slumped
to the floor. My body was tortured by the chemicals. My mind was tormented
by images of what would happen to Cheval. The horrible things she would have
to do. The violations she would suffer.

Pain racked my body. It was different than before, but it still hurt. Each
time my mind cleared, I thought of Cheval. I put my arm threw the bars. No
one grabbed my hand. I was alone. When the pain stopped, I crawled onto the
stinking bed. Hours passed.

The slamming of her cell door jarred me. I quickly put my hand out the bars.

"Cheval! Are you alright?"

There was total silence. I waved my fingers in the air.

"Cheval. Please hold my hand."

I felt her fingers and then her wrist. Her hand was cold and trembling.

"What did he do to you?"

I reached out my other arm and wrapped my palms around her hand.

"Cheval. Did he hurt you?"

She wasn't going to say anything. I held her hand and thought about breaking
the twister's neck.

I talked to her as she had talked to me. She never said a word, never made a
sound. After a while, I felt her go to sleep. I held her hand, in case she
woke up.

Hours later, footsteps came down the hall. The girl's cage opened. Her hand
was pulled away from me. Three Nyman guards were with the twister. All armed
and protected with chest shields.

"Open his door."

The twister put his shocker to Cheval's neck. He wanted me to see what would
happened if I misbehaved. We were lead down the hallway and back down the
stairs. We went thought the main building. Again I saw the cages full of
trapped souls. What a horrible pit this was.

We went out the back, through a courtyard, to a smaller set of structures. A
door was opened to large clean room. The Nyman put his gun in my back.

"Get in."

As soon as I was through the door, the twister let go of Cheval. She walked
into the room and stood next to me. The door was closed and locked.

This was no foul cage. It was more like a real room. There was a bed, a
shower, fresh clothes, and food on the table.

I looked around, but Cheval stood very still, her eyes turned to the floor.
I wanted to see her face. I wanted see who it was that had saved me. I put
my hand on her chin and tried to get her to look at me. She put her hands up
to her face and covered herself.

"Don't look at me!"

She was trembling.

"Will you hold me hand?" I asked.

"Cheval. Please hold my hand."

She slowly moved one of her hands off her face and held it out. I grabbed it
and held it tight. She still won't look at me.

"Can I hold both your hands?"

She hesitated, then lowered her other hand. We were in front of each other,
holding hands, but her face was turned to the side.

"Cheval. Please look at me. Let me see you."

Slowly she raised her face. She looked at me with those big yellow eyes. I
was stunned by what I saw.

"Cheval, you're beautiful. So beautiful."

She turned her face away.

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying."

I let go of her hands and put my arms on her shoulders.

"Cheval. Look at me."

She lifted her chin. I touched the side of her face.

"You are beautiful."

"You don't mind the way I look?"

"You look wonderful to me."

A smile came to her face.

"You look good too."

A hot shower sounded like a good idea. We could both use one. I didn't have
to tell her, she knew what I was thinking.

We tossed off the rags we wearing and got into the shower. The warm water
was like a gift from heaven. We washed each other and held each other. We
both needed to feel the touch of a other human being. I washed her hair, her
soft breasts, and her long hard legs. She washed my face, my eyes, and
everything else.

When we were both clean, I lifted up her chin.

"I would have never made it without you."

"It's not over yet."

"I know."

She stood still and let me run my hands all over her. Her skin was soft and
warm. There were two small lumps under her jaws just below her ears. When I
pressed on them, she gently pushed my hands away.

"Be careful," she said.

"What are those?"

"I chose poison and speed. Those glands hold venom. My bite is deadly."

Cheval wasn't human anymore. She had been twisted, but she was still very
much a woman. She could be very sensual when she wanted to be. Touching her
aroused me.

She knew I was excited. She reached her hands down to hold me. I looked down
at my own erection. I was twice the size I was before. Then I noticed
everything about me was larger, much larger. My arms were bulging with
muscles, my legs were thick and hard. My skin was very dense.

"You've changed," she said. "You're very powerful. More powerful than you
know."

"You don't mind the way I look?"

"You look wonderful to me."

I kissed her for the very first time. She put her arms around me and held my
body like she had held my hand.

I picked her up and carried her to the bed. Her eyes were wide. I laid on
top of her. She wrapped her strong legs around me. She put me inside of her.
She dug her nails into my back as I pushed myself in. My erection was huge.
She took it all.

"You are big, and so hard."

She squeezed my cock and kissed me. I worked myself around until I was
covered with her fluid. She slowly opened up and I went in and out of her
smoothly. For a very long time I rocked in and out of her. She held me and
we kissed each other.

At least for a little while we were allowed to live.

When we had both had enough, Cheval laid on my chest. I ran my hands through
her thick soft hair. She looked at me with those big yellow eyes.

"Will you get me out of here?"

There was no way out. We were already dead. Still she asked.

"Please, please get me out of here."

There was only one thing I could say.

"Okay. I'll get you out of here."

That made her smile. If she wanted to believe in fairy tales, I didn't see
the harm.

I wanted to know more about her.

"Where are you from?"

She turned her face away.

"You don't have to tell me, it's not important."

She rested her cheek on my chest.

"I'm from Kalas. My family owns a big house, on top of a cliff. There's a
blue lake in the valley and I go swimming there all the time. The water is
clean and fresh. There are big apple trees that sway in the breeze."

"That sounds nice. How did you get here?"

"The Nymans hijacked my ship."

"I'm sorry."

She looked up at me.

"Please get me out of here. I've have to get out of here."

"Alright. I'll do everything I can."

The door opened. The twister was back, with his four guards.

"You two are a perfect pair."

"What is it now?"

"I'm going to bond you two. You'll fight harder."

They made us stand up. The twister took a small red hypo and jammed it into
my arm. This time he drew out my blood. What come out of my arm didn't look
like human blood. When he had all he wanted, he withdrew the hypo and jammed
into Cheval. He pumped my blood and his chemicals into her veins. He then
stuck a green hypo into her arm and withdrew her blood. When he all had what
he wanted he pumped her blood it into me.

Cheval slumped against me.

"Does this ever end?" I asked.

The twister and his guards walked out of the room. I lifted Cheval and
placed her on the bed. Her eyes were half open.

Her blood was moving through my veins. Something was happening. The more I
looked at her, the more beautiful she became.

"Cheval. What have they done?"

"They have bonded our genes."

She looked at me and touched my face. We took turns caressing each other. We
shared a deep intimacy stronger than any love. I had an overpowering desire
to be with her, to have her. I knew it was the drugs, but I didn't care. The
feelings were real and so intense.

"Cheval. You are so beautiful."

She smiled at me.

"We're mates now. Forever."

For the next few days, they left us alone. We talked and laughed and made
intense love. After we ate, they allowed us to walk outside. I could hear
the screams from the other building. We tried to make the best of it.

Each day, I became stronger and bigger. My skin turned a dark red. Cheval
said my eyes were solid black. She told me it took a week for all the
changes to take place. We enjoyed every second of that week.

We knew they would come us. One day they did. The twister and six guards
came to the room. A Nyman put an electric collar around Cheval's neck. I
didn't need one. The twister controlled her, he controlled me.

The twister took us to a shuttle. Soon we were in open space. The Nyman with
the scar sat across from me. Cheval kept her hands on my arms.

"Where we going pig?"

"You mean where are you going? You're going to die of course."

"Die where?"

"You're going to Vandalus. To the public arena. You and your little green
friend. She's been there before you know.. She didn't tell you? She didn't
tell you how she ran and hid in the corner while her mate was ripped to
pieces? Even I couldn't watch. The poor guy kept screaming her name."

"That's not true," she whispered in my ear.

"What other lies has the bitch been telling you? About how her family's
rich, and has a big house on Kalas? She told the other human the same lies.
She's a common whore. We don't hijack ships. We can get losers like you two
on any street corner."

Cheval didn't say anything. She looked at the floor.

"It doesn't matter," I said.

"It maters to me."

The Nyman kept giving it to me.

"Don't you get it human? You're the one going to die. She's just along for
the crowd. She is so very pretty. The spectators like a female in the arena.
They bet more. Next week she'll be on her way back with another loser."

I leaner towards him.

"Maybe one day I'll get my hands around your fat neck."

He laughed.

"You'll be dead before morning."

"You said that once already. Pig."

The shuttle descended into Vandulus. I'd been here before. A more violent
place didn't exist. Anything went on Vandulus.

We landed behind a huge arena. The seats were full. Another freak show for
the masses. This time I was on the wrong side of the wall. Five armed guards
lead us to a room under the stands. The twister removed Cheval's collar.

The roof above us shook from the spectators stomping their feet. There was a
loud roar, then nothing.

"You're next," the Nyman said. "Good Bye."

A large door opened. The arena was on the other side. Cheval and I walked
out the door. As soon as we came out, they started yelling at us.

"Freaks!" "Look at the freaks!"

They threw rocks and containers at us. They tried to pour their drinks on
us.

"Hey red man? Do you fuck the little green one in the ass? Does she like
 it?"

"Are you two lost?"

We walked to the middle of the area to avoid the rocks. The place looked
like a slaughter house. Bits of flesh and bones were all over the floor.
There were huge patches of blood in the sand. A big digital display showed
the betting odds. We were twenty to one underdogs to something called the
Gia.

"What's going to happen?" I asked.

Cheval's nostrils flared.

"Break it's neck. You have to break it's neck."

Before she could say anymore, two men removed a large bar from a door. They
ran away as fast as they could. The door bust open and a huge snake
slithered out. It's red tongue lashing into the air.

"Hey Freaks! Won't be long now!"

"Don't worry, it's won't bite!"

It must have been twenty meters long. It had a huge triangular head. It
stopped and raised into the air. The sides of it's neck flared out. It's
mouth opened and it bared if four razor sharp teeth. It hissed at Cheval and
she hissed back. I could see intelligence it's red eyes. This was no stupid
animal. It was a twisted creature; perverted and enhanced just like me.

"I can't fight this. My teeth won't penetrate it's scales.  Get on it's
back, break it neck."

Cheval moved away. She tired to distract it, but it paid no attention to
her. The creature knew I was the threat. Kill me and she would be easy. I
thought I was out of it's range when I learned otherwise. Fast as an arrow,
it's head snapped at me. The side of it neck brushed my chest.

"Move faster!" Cheval yelled.

It stalked me about the arena. The spectators egged it on. They booed me and
cheered it. I had to dodge it's teeth and the rocks and other things they
through at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Cheval, crouching in a
shadow.

It was fast, but I was faster. It chased me and snapped at me, but it couldn
't get me. My reflexes were sharp. Soon, I was able to time it's strikes. It
was big and powerful. But it only had one weapon. If I avoided it's teeth, I
was safe. The heat began to wear it down. It moved slower. The crowd began
to boo. I was supposed to be dead by now.

It coiled and made a desperate lunge. When it missed, it's whole body was
laid out. I jumped on its back and wrapped my forearm arm around it's neck.
I locked my hands together and pulled back it's head. I rose to my feet
bringing it up with me. It hissed and squirmed but it couldn't get away.
Cheval was right, I was strong.

The fight was far from over. I wasn't the first to grab it by the neck. It
wiggled and twisted until it managed to get it's tail around my foot. Then
it spun, wrapping itself around my torso.

The crowd roared. It had trapped me. I couldn't get out. Slowly it began to
crush me. It's muscles contracted and it squeezed me tighter and tighter. I
held it's neck but my grip was to weak. I couldn't cut off it's air. Now the
spectators were screaming. They came to their feet and threw rocks at me.
This is what they came to see. A freak broken and crushed.

My breathe was almost cut off. Cheval came running across the arena. She
climbed up the snake and put her face next to mine.

"Pull!" she screamed "PULL!"

I tried to lean back and pull on it's neck, but I had no room. I was being
crushed to death. Each time it exhaled, it tightened it grip.

Cheval won't let me give up. She screamed in my face.

"Kill it! Break it's neck!"

I didn't want to die. I wanted to live.

Cheval put her mouth in my ear.

"Kill it! Now!"

I took one last breathe before the snakes next squeeze. I adjusted my hands
and tightened my muscles. I closed me eyes and reached down inside. Time to
kill. The tendons in my arms and back tightened like steel cables. My
muscles contracted and my arms slowly came together. It fought me. It's
muscles contracted; it pressed my ribs together.

My arms slowly drew closer. The noose around it's neck got smaller. When the
snaked exhaled Cheval grabbed my hair and yelled in my face.

"Now!"

I screamed out my last breathe and contracted my muscles to the limit. There
was a loud crack. The snake's body went limp in my arms. It slowly unwound
and fell away.

I drew new life into my burning lungs. When I opened my eyes, Cheval was
looking at me. She didn't say anything, she just looked deep into me. She
touched my face and ran her hand over my hair.

"Let go. You can let it go now."

I dropped the huge animal's head from my arms.

The arena was completely quiet. The crowd favorite had lost. They started
booing and hurling rocks and broken glass at us. I picked up a bottle to
throw back. A red pulse round exploded at my feet. A sharpshooter on the
roof waved at me to drop the bottle.

The Nyman guards came out and rushed us back into the staging room. They
quickly put Cheval's collar back on. Soon we were in the shuttle, headed
back to the twister's compound.

The Nyman sat in the same place, directly across from Cheval and me. The
back of the shuttle was full of large bags of coins. Somebody had made a
load today.

"Hey Nyman, I'll still alive."

He snorted by didn't say anything. Cheval sat close to me. She held my hand.
We didn't have to talk.

The guards took us to a different room. Much nicer and with windows. A huge
table was laden with fresh fruit and other foods. Cheval and I didn't care.
All that mattered was we were still alive. We had each other, at least for a
little while longer.

We took off our clothes and held each other. This bed was large, with fresh
clean linen. I tired to get Cheval to lay down, but she went to her knees. I
was already hard and her warm wet lips made me even harder. She took all of
me into her sweet mouth. She used her tongue to lick my head. After she had
sucked me for awhile, she ran her sharp teeth over me. I liked that.

I tired to pull her up, but she kept sucking me. She wanted me to go back
and forth in her mouth, so I did. She ran her hands all over me. She knew
where to press and where to rub. She moved her head faster and faster until
I couldn't stand it any more. I had to let it go. When I was about to cum,
she stopped moving her head and held me in her mouth. I came really hard.
She swallowed every drop. She kept sucking until it was all out of me. She
took me out of her mouth and held me in her hands.

She stood up and looked into my eyes.

"Did you like that?"

I picked her up and carried her to the bed.

"I like everything about you."

I was about to take her, when the doors opened.

"God Damn freak! Can you give me a fucking break!"

The twister and his guards came in. He had two human women with him. Neither
had been twisted. One was young with thick blonde hair. The other was a
little older with long brown hair. They were both  very pretty.

When they looked at me, they turned their faces away. The twister spoke.

"You made me a fortune today. These two humans are for you. If you don't
want them, I'll get you two others. You deserve much better than her. She's
nobody. Now that I see you can really fight, you can have anything you
 want."

Cheval pulled the sheet up over her breasts. There was pain in her eyes. She
knew she didn't look anything like these two human girls.

"I don't want them."

"Then have two others, or three, or four."

"The only one I want is Cheval."

"What! She's nothing. You can have any.."

I took a  step toward the twister.

"I want Cheval!"

The Nymans raised their weapons.

"No!" he said. "Put those down."

He looked at me and slowly shook his head. He motioned for guards to remove
the girls.

"The next fight will be harder. Gia was slow and old. You're going to need
help. Let me get you another mate. One more suited to you. You can pick her
yourself. You'll be a matched set."

I looked at the beautiful woman in my bed.

"I already have a mate."

I held out my hand and Cheval came to me. I glared at the twister.

"If you touch her again, I won't fight."

The twister nodded. He and the Nymans left us alone. Cheval put her arms
around me. Her big eyes opened wide.

"We are mates, aren't we?" she asked.

"You know we are."

"Forever?"

"Forever."

They left us alone for a few days. I insisted they knock before they come
in. I made them get Cheval nice clothes and other things she needed. She
liked fresh apples, so I made sure she had all she could eat.

We didn't have anyone else to talk to. All we had was each other. We were
together all the time and still it wasn't enough. I never grew tired of her
company. If she was bored with me, she never said anything.

Every night before we went to sleep, she made me promise I would get her out
of there. I always said I would. She won't go to sleep unless I promised at
least three times.

I knew we would never get out of there. This room, these clothes, the good
food were all an illusion. The twister just wanted me to fight. All he cared
about were his bags of coins. Whatever short life Cheval and I had would
have to be here. I never told her. I let her dream about a valley, a big
house, and apple trees.

The next fight was on Aloura Prime; a big step up from Vandulus. The set-up
was the same. A small room, under the arena. The crowd was much larger and
even more vocal.

The Nyman taunted me while we waited.

"This will be the end for you and your little whore. You have no idea what
is out there. Let me tell you. It's very nasty."

"Shut up pig!"

The door opened and we walked out. The air was full of the smell of kilian.
People in the crowd were smoking that foul drug. Every one in the place was
stoned. They were drinking and laughing. They were too fucked up to throw
rocks.

A huge digital display showed the odds. We where five to one underdogs to
something called the Mirrors.

The door on the other side opened. A group of small men walked out. All
dressed in blue. They split apart and formed a half circle. There was at
least twenty of them. They weren't men. They were something else. They had
small yellow eyes.

Cheval put her hand on my shoulder.

"Poison. Don't let one bite you!"

"There are too many. How can we fight so many?"

Cheval nostrils flared. Her eyes darted back and forth.

"Only four are real. The rest are an illusion."

"How can you tell?'"

"The illusions have no smell."

The twenty blue creatures formed into four groups. In each group contained
four illusions, and one real killer. They all looked the same to me. They
all smelled the same to me. I asked Cheval,

"What do I do?"

"Watch me."

Like a flash she was off. She ran circles around them, darting in and out,
she confused them. One group came at me. If I grabbed the wrong one, the
real one would bite me. They circled me and walked me back to the wall. The
drunks and drug heads were having big fun. The freaks were killing each
other.

I had to pick. There was no question I could kill it, if I choose the right
one. Before I could chose, Cheval choose for me. Faster than I could see,
she pounced on one. It squealed a high pitched scream and flailed its short
arms in the air. She was on it's back, with her feet on it's hips. The
creature spun around trying to get her off. Her grip was too firm. She dug
her teeth into it's neck. The glands under her jaws expanded and contracted
as she pumped her poison into it's veins. In a second, it fell to the sand.
The four illusions around it disappeared.

The crowd let out a roar. They weren't booing us this time. Fantastic as
these illusions were, they didn't fool Cheval. She stalked them like a
panther. She struck like a viper. It was over quickly. All I did was watch.

When finally she killed the last Mirror, the crowd came to it's feet. Cheval
was today's hero.

Quickly we where on our way back to t he twister's compound.. The shuttle
was full of bags stuffed with coins.

The big Nyman was there, with his gun. I couldn't resist.

"Watch out Nyman, I might let her bite you."

Cheval per her hands around my arm.

Our room was full of flowers and three bags of fresh apples. Anything we
wanted was there. Cheval and I didn't care. We only thought of one thing;
each other. Our clothes came off. We had to have each other. There was
something about facing death that excited us both.

It was my turn to please her. I laid her on her back kissed her. She reached
down for me. i was hard, but I had other plans. I kissed my way down her
neck and to her wonder nipples. They were dark green and had a lovely taste.
My tongue went down her flat smooth belly, to a place I knew she liked.

With my fingers, I spread her open. She was so sensitive. She hissed when I
licked her. She was already wet; soon she was soaking. She had a wonderful
smell, like nothing I had ever experienced.  The more I licked, the more
excited she became. If I licked too hard, she scratched me. I liked her to
scratch me. I kept licking her and teasing her hard nipples. She wanted me
inside of her, but I wanted her to cum on my face. I knew what she liked and
I gave it to her. Her spine arched and she put her feet up on my back. My
face was between her warm thighs. I liked it there.

She could only stand so much. Right when she was about to bust, I laid my
open mouth on her and pressed my tongue to her. She came all over me. I
loved to feel her strong muscles quiver.

I came up and she kissed me and put me inside of her. She closed her eyes
and wrapped her arms around me. I wanted to tell her how much I loved her. I
didn't need to. She knew.

 From then on, we had everything we wanted, except our freedom. Nothing in
the arenas could beat us. Our matches were easy. Mostly against perverted
animals. I think the twister was cashing in on our popularity. The fans
liked Cheval. She was beautiful, after all.

One day when the Nyman was bringing us fresh apples, he pulled me off to the
side.

"The next fight will be different. You better be ready."

A few days later, a shuttle took us to Areelious, one of the richest planets
in the free zones. This must be a big fight.

Before we went into the arena, I told Cheval what the Nyman had said. Her
eyes were bright and wide.

"We're a team. No one can beat us."

I wasn't so sure.

This arena was much larger and newer than the others. The sand was fresh and
clean. The stands were full of the same drunks and losers. A few cheered for
Cheval, no one cheered for me. They always taunted me.

The betting board showed us to be even money. We were the Perfect Pair, our
opponents were the Matched Set.

The other door opened. A twisted human male and female walked into the sun.
His skin was red and his eyes black. Her skin was green and she had big
yellow eyes.

We had never fought other humans. We weren't sure what to do.

"You take her I'll take him," Cheval said.

The four of us circled. We were each waiting for an advantage. The fans
started to boo. They wanted blood, now.

I set my eyes on the female. Cheval could take of herself. This female was
very skillful. She was cautious and quick. She tried to maneuver me into the
sun. I was too smart for that. All I needed was one good shot. All she
needed was one good bite. In the other part of the arena, I saw Cheval dart
in for an attack. Just then, I was hit in the head by a large rock. It
stunned me enough for the female to attack. Before I could react, she bit me
deep in the chest. I felt her pump her poison into me. I should have dropped
dead that next second. I didn't.

My third enhancement must have been antidote. Her venom had no effect. I
grabbed her by the hair. I snapped her knee with my heel. Then I slammed my
palm into her face. She flew through the air, landing on her back.

Someone from the crowd threw a long metal bar into the arena. Cheval and the
other male ran for it. He was there first. I had to quickly kill the female,
then go help Cheval.

I put my knee on her chest and drew back my fist. She looked at me with her
half open yellow eyes. For some reason I wondered who she was. If she was a
dancer or a singer or someone's daughter who had been hijacked. I hesitated.
I gave the other male an opening.

He came up behind me and struck me in the back. The impact of the metal bar
dislocated my shoulder. I rolled onto the sand. He stood over and raised the
bar. He was going to crush my skull.

Before he could he could kill me, Cheval screamed and pounced on his back.
She was bleeding from a bad gash on her face. She dug her nails into his
shoulders and drew back her head. With a violent whip of her neck she
plunged her teeth deep into his flesh. He tried to get her off, but she won'
t let go. She tore a big chuck of muscle from his body. She spit it out.
Without her venom, she was no match for him. She didn't care. Over and over
she dug her teeth into him. He screamed and tired to get her off.

I put my hand under by knee. I had to jerk my shoulder back into the socket.
I pulled, but I couldn't get it.

The other male ran backwards into the wall. He slammed Cheval's head against
the bricks. She couldn't take much of that.

With all my strength I pulled shoulder. The joint moved slowly back into its
socket. There was loud pop and I could move my arm again. Before I could get
to him, he slammed Cheval's head  hard against the wall. Her eyes rolled
back into their sockets. She let go and fell to the sand. He kicked hard her
in the back of the head.

He saw me coming. He also saw his mate, laying in the sand. We were both
enraged. I looked at the metal bar in his hand.

I lifted up my arms. I invited him into a winner-take-all one time hold. No
more running, no more fighting. We would settle it now. He dropped the bar
and raised his arms. We circled then clenched.

At that moment, there was only him and me. I heard him gasping for breathe,
he heard me do the same. He was strong. My shoulder hurt, he was bleeding
from Cheval's bites. It was an even match. One of us would die.

We moved about the arena, each seeking an advantage. Then it happened. He
made an amateur mistake. When he tired to get a better hold, he shifted his
weight. When he did, I picked him up off the ground. I ran full speed toward
the wall. I slammed his head into the bricks. I did it again and again until
the life was beaten out of him. I dropped his body. The crowd roared.

I looked around for Cheval. She was lying on her side, motionless. I ran to
her and rolled her over. Her eyes were open, but they didn't move. I lifted
her head. Fresh warm blood covered my hand.

"Cheval? Are you there?"

Her face didn't change. I ran my hand over her hair. She couldn't be dead.

The spectators were screaming at me.

"Kill them both!"

"Red Man, you're no fighter!" "Coward!" "Kill the other one!"

One fan on the front row caught my eye. He pointed at Cheval and laughed.

"Look, the green freak is dead."

He kept laughing and laughing and pointing at Cheval.

I picked her up and carried her back though the door. I laid her on the
table and held her limp hand.

"Cheval."

The twister was in the room. He poked me with his boney finger.

"You have to kill them both. Those are the rules."

I fell on my knees before him. I grabbed his robe and begged.

"You can fix her. Please fix her! I'll do anything you want. Anything."

He looked at me with his cold empty black eyes.

"Kill the other one."

I rushed out the door. The female had crawled over to her dead mate. She was
looking in his face, talking to him.

I stood over her. She was injured and helpless. She looked at me with her
yellow eyes.

"Stay down," I told her. "Just stay down."

The spectators were screaming and throwing rocks and bottles at me and at
her.

"Hey Freak! Where's your green friend?"

"Did she bump her pretty head?"

"Hey Freak! Your girlfriend. She's dead! She's dead!"

I couldn't stand the taunting anymore. I scaled the walls. The sharpshooter
missed me and hit the bricks. When I leapt into the stands, no one was
laughing. They ran like the roaches they were. I grabbed one and threw him
into the arena. I'm sure the fall broke his neck. I was running up the
stairs after the rest of them when a hard blast hit me in the back. I
remember falling down the stairs. I hoped I was dying.

When I woke up I was lying in my bed. I looked everywhere for Cheval, but
she wasn't there.

The scar faced Nyman opened the door. He walked in alone, .unarmed

"Shoot me Nyman. I can't stand anymore."

"You don't have to. You killed a spectator. You'll never fight again."

He and three guards lead me back through the main building. One more time
past the cages, one more trip through the devils belly.

They were taking me outside to kill me. At least it was finally over. When
we arrived at the main door, the Nyman stopped.

"You're free to go."

"What?"

"The twisters have no use for you. You can go."

"Go where?"

"Any place you want."

He handed me a small black bag. Inside were ten polished coins.

"Ten thousand talons! You're giving me ten thousand talons?"

"You earned it. The city is that way. You can catch a shuttle."

I started to walk away. He grabbed my arm.

"I'm sorry about your girl. She was a fighter. I made all that up about her
being a whore. I said it just to hurt you. I don't who she is or where she
came from."

I shook my head.

"It doesn't matter now."

He gave me a last poke in the ribs.

"Good luck, human."

I nodded and walked away. I wandered aimlessly down the road. Where would I
go? What would I do? Who was I?

A small open air market was near the road. I stopped to ask for water. The
owner wouldn't let me in.

"We don't serve freaks," he said.

I had no idea where I was going. Soon I was in the town, but there was
nothing there I wanted. Somehow I found myself in the market square. The
people turned away from me as I walked past.

A tall woman was standing in a line. She had thick black hair. Her back was
to me. Without thinking I approached her.

"Cheval? Is that you?"

The woman turned around and looked at me. There such disgust in her face.
She quickly hurried away. Every woman reminded me of Cheval. I realized I
was going mad. The twisters had perverted my body and ripped apart my
insides. They let me taste the deepest love possible, then stripped it away
from me.

Someone pulled my arm. An older man lead me into a clothing shop.

"You can't walk around humans dressed like that. You need different
 clothes."

He fitted me with a brown hooded robe. He also gave me a tall cool glass of
water.

"Keep your face in the shadows. No one will notice you."

He won't take my money. He insisted I take four more robes. He put them in a
carrying case.

"Be well my friend," he said and patted me on the back.

"Have we met?" I asked.

"No," he said. "We've never met."

The hood allowed me to walk the streets without being noticed. My eyes
followed every woman. I thought they all were Cheval.

For days I walked around going no place in particular. Sometimes I stopped,
other times I kept moving. Somehow I ended up waiting in line to board a
shuttle. The driver saw my face.

"You have to ride in the back."

I pulled the hood over my head and walked past the passengers. All humans,
like I once was. It didn't matter where this shuttle was going. One place
was just like another.

There were no seats in the back. I sat on the floor, in a dark corner, next
to some crates. All I could think about was Cheval. I remembered how she
held my hand when I was sick. When I called her name, she was always there.

"Cheval."

I heard a soft voice.

"I'm here."

I laughed a nervous laugh. I'd finally cracked. I saw Cheval everywhere, now
I was hearing her voice.

"I'm over here."

I jumped up and looked around. Sitting on the other side of the crates, was
a hooded figure.  I slowly knelt down and reached out my hand. My voice
trembled.

"Cheval? Is that you?"

She took my hand. I pulled the hood from her face. Her big yellow eyes
looked at me.

"Cheval! Is it really you? I thought you were dead."

She put her hand on my face.

"You're crying."

I grabbed her and she grabbed me. If I'd gone insane I prayed I stayed that
way. She kissed my face and I kissed hers.

"How did you get here?" I asked.

"The twister left me on this shuttle. He said you would come for me."

I couldn't stop kissing her face. She made stop and look into her eyes.

"You got me out of that horrible place."

Suddenly a terrible fear ran though me. Now that she was free, she might not
want me. I could hardly say the words.

"Do you still want me?"

She held my hands so tight.

"We're mates. Forever."

We held each other the whole flight. She had a large scar on the back of her
head. The twister must have put her back together. I didn't know why and I
didn't care.

The shuttle landed on a small blue planet, far out on the rim. It didn't
take us long to find a big house built on a cliff. It just happened to
overlook a large valley.

I planted the apple trees myself.

Cheval and I go swimming in that lake every day.

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