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Crimson Midnight	By : HellraiserMomma Category: +1 through F > Biker Mice from Mars Views: 2686 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I do not own the BMFM, they are the property of their rightful owners. This fic is strictly for entertainment only. The characters Jadelyn/Blade, Crystal, Justin, Damian, and Mathias are mine. The character Midnight belongs to Midnight. WARNING: This fic has Non consensual sex in it, language, and tentacles. DO NOT read if you are under aged.
Crimson Midnight
Chapter Four
by J. Hellraiser
September 27, 2006
Copyright J. Hellraiser, all rights reserved.
Midnight was getting worried over Blade. It had been several hours since she left the garage and there’d been no word from her. Keeping her golden eyes on the garage bays, Mid half listened to the conversation going on around her. No one seemed to care that Blade was gone. Even Vinnie and Throttle didn’t seem too concerned. When she spoke to them about her concerns, they just shrugged and said Blade’s just blowing off some steam. Figuring Blade to be a lot like Vinnie, Mid knew her friend should have been back long before now. The sudden roar of an engine down the quiet streets made the dark furred Martian jump, but she recognized the sound of Shadow’s engines, sighing when said bike pulled in. Leaping from her seat, Mid ran up to Blade hugging her tightly, but pulled away when she saw her wince a little. Her eyes went wide in surprised, but when she saw what was behind Blade, they nearly fell out of her head. There was a mouse child behind her! He looked to be about six years old, his eyes staring up at her very seriously. His eyes made Mid stare, they were red, like any Martian mouse, but the outside of them was a forest green.
“Blade, who…is the little boy?”
Sighing, Blade removed her helmet, getting off her bike and helping the child off as well, “It’s a long story, but the abridged version is that this is my son Justin. I rescued him from someone who kidnapped him.”
Blade looked up at Mid then, the Martian girl gasping, “Oh Blade! Your lip is bleeding and swollen. Let me take care of that!”
Vinnie watched Mid run to the bathroom to get the first aid kit, then turned to his sister and her son. He had a pretty good guess as to how she came to have a kid so young, but he knew his father would come to a different conclusion. Vin wasn’t wrong.
“Out whoring yourself around and got pregnant, huh? How many more illegitimate children do you have, Jadelyn?”
Blade sat down in a chair wearily, her whole body one big ache. Justin watched his mother nervously. He knew something bad had happened to her before she rescued him, but he knew she wouldn’t tell him. Not because she was trying to shelter him, but because she wanted him to have his childhood untainted. His downy wings shifted nervously against his back, looking up at all the adults in the room. Justin’s eyes came to rest on the black furred girl as she ran out of the bathroom and to his mother. He trusted her, since his mother seemed to, but then he saw someone he knew from many pictures.
“You’re…Throttle, right?”
Throttle looked at the child, stunned by his timid question. There was something familiar about him that was nagging at the back of his mind. He nodded slowly, unsure what else to do.
“I thought you were, I remember the pictures.”
“Pictures? Where would you get pictures of me?”
“My…father has pictures of you, lots of them.”
Throttle felt apprehension as he asked the next question, “Who’s your father?”
Justin almost cringed, “Damian Krimson.”
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Blade rubbed her temples, trying to ease the tension that was now overwhelming in the garage. Mid offered her a smile, then brought Justin upstairs to meet Crystal and get him something to eat. Blade was grateful to Mid for that, last thing she wanted was for him to have to deal with Stoker. Last thing SHE wanted to do, now that she thought about it.
“What does he mean Damian Krimson is his father?! What the hell are you doing sleeping with a man who’s old enough to be your father?!”
Sighing, Blade looked up at him, “Did it ever occur to you that I didn’t have sex with him willingly? That, in fact, he RAPED me?”
“Why would he do that?”
“Because he’s a sadistic bastard, Stoke.”
All eyes turned on Throttle, who stood with his hands tightly clenched, his eyes not meeting anyone’s. Blade looked at him sadly, realizing that Throttle must have been one of Damian’s victims too.
It would explain much when we were younger.
“Why the hell would you say that about your own father, Throttle?”
Charley looked stunned, “Father? This Damian Krimson you’re talking about is Justin AND Throttle’s father?”
Blade nodded, “Damian had six kids in total, but only three are alive,” her voice took on a hard edge, “Though that drug dealer Mathias isn’t going to be alive much longer once I track him down.”
“Mathias? Who’s Mathias?” Vin asked, curious despite the tension.
“Mathias Krimson is known throughout most of the United Galaxy as Malice. He specializes in all kinds of drugs, though he sometimes assists his father in his genetic experiments. Mathias also has a thing for causing pain.”
“Spare me, Jadelyn. What pain has he caused?”
Blade turned to Throttle, “You’ve seen that long line of dark fur on my back, right?” At Throttle’s nod, she continued, “Mathias did that with a whip, just for kicks.”
Stoker shook his head in disbelief, “I think this is a bunch of bull. Damian has HELPED us out on numerous occasions. Why would he do that, then experiment on his people.”
“Because he’s a sadistic bastard. Throttle summed that up rather nicely.”
Stoker glared at Blade before standing, “I’ve heard enough. You always did have to be center of attention, Jadelyn, even going as far as to make up lies about people.”
“Stoke…” Throttle was shocked by his mentor’s behavior.
“Let him go, Throttle. Once he’s made up his mind about something, there’s no changing it.”
The gold furred Martian turned and looked at the Arien girl. HE knew, without a doubt, what happened between her and Damian. What he didn’t understand was why. Throttle motioned for Blade to stand.
“Look, Blade and I are gonna go somewhere to talk, AWAY from Stoker. There’s some questions I have about Damian and Mathias that I’d like answered.”
Vin stood up, “Bro, we all have questions…”
Throttle held up a hand to stall any protests, “I know ya do, Bro. But the thing is, would YOU want to ask personal questions of a parent and sibling in front of others? Even if they are your closest friends?”
Vinnie shook his head, “I see your point Bro, just be careful. Both of you,” Vin gave his sister a warning look before her and Throttle tore out of the garage.
Midnight came back down soon after they left, “Justin’s watching TV with Crystal, they seem to be getting along fine. Poor child, only reason he trusted me was because Blade did.”
Vin hugged Mid, the two of them the only ones in the kitchen. Carbine and Charley had left to go somewhere, Modo and Rimfire had taken off together too. That left Vin, Mid, Stoker, and the kids. Midnight sighed in to Vinnie’s shoulder, worried over the situation they now found themselves in. This guy Damian did not sound good at all and Mid’s instincts were telling her to keep away. Unlike Stoker, she had no misgivings.
Vinnie stroked Mid’s hair, holding her close, “Worried, Sweetheart?”
The dark furred girl pulled back to look up at him, “Of course I’m worried. Blade is a strong woman and Throttle is no weakling, yet BOTH of them were worried over this Damian guy. I don’t care what your father says, I don’t trust him.”
Vinnie caressed her cheek, “If that’s what your instincts tell ya, then listen to them.”
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Throttle and Blade parked in a secluded area the Arien girl was very familiar with. The two Martians dismounted and walked over to the cliff’s edge to get a better look at the city. Throttle felt betrayed, to say the least. Blade had known about this half brother of his and never told him. Never told him that his Father had raped her, nor that she had a child from him. He looked at her, emotions running high, unsure whether to hug her and shake her.
“You’re wondering why I never told you, aren’t you? After I found out that you’re Ticodey, huh?”
Stunned a bit, Throttle nodded his head in answer, “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to alarm you. Had I known Damian was here on Earth as well, I wouldn’t have gone alone. Not that I worry about him killing me, he put too much effort and work in to me. As you’re probably well aware, Damian wastes nothing.”
“What do you mean ‘too much effort and work?’ What could he have done other than rape you?”
Blade gave him a look, one filled with sadness and regret, “You have no idea what your father really does, do you?”
“Don’t patronize me, Jadelyn! I know he’s a doctor and works with genetics, so what?”
“Throttle, look at me. Did I have glowing bright green eyes when I was younger? Was my hair blood red?”
“N…no. Your eyes were deep green and your hair auburn.”
Blade’s wings stretched from her back, extending their full length. Throttle looked at them, startled. They looked like they belonged on someone at least ten inches taller than Blade. He looked at her then, really looked at her. The small frame, the rock hard muscles, her eyes.
“Oh man, he experimented on you, didn’t he?”
Blade nodded, “He did. And you only see the visible changes. There is much he did to me that I’m not ready to talk about.”
Throttle looked at her with disbelief, “What more could he have possibly done? Why would he do this?”
Blade shrugged, “Everyone has their price, the Plutarkians met Damian’s. There’s a lot you don’t know about him, Throttle.”
“Well I don’t want to hear anymore! I’ve heard enough as it is.”
“Throttle, you should know how dangerous he is. You don’t know about the changes Damian has made to himself.”
“I told you, I’ve heard enough. Look, just go. I need time to think alone.”
“Cody…”
“I SAID GO!”
Blade backed up, stunned. Sighing in defeat, the red haired Martian donned her helmet and took off on her bike, leaving Throttle alone. The gold furred leader sat there, deep in thought, for what must have been nearly an hour. Hearing footsteps behind him, Throttle turned, expecting to see Blade, but instead felt a fist connect with his jaw. He looked up, bleary eyed, his whole body beginning to shake when he saw who stood next to him.
“Hello son, long time no see.”
Throttle tried to move away, to get as far away from this monster as he could, but it was too late. Damian shot an arm out and grabbed Throttle’s wrist. The smile on his face sent icy fear down his spine.
“Since pretty little Jadelyn escaped once again, you’ll have to do.”
Lady revved her engine, seeing her rider’s distress, but it was too late. There was a flash of light, then nothing, both Martians gone.
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