Chapter 18 - Michael and Griess - Rated NC-17 for graphic sexual violence -- LFN Storyboard 2

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Date Posted: 02:39:04 05/17/11 Tue
Author: asiacheetah
Author Host/IP: ppp-71-128-195-9.dsl.sndg02.pacbell.net / 71.128.195.9
Subject: Chapter 18 - Michael and Griess - Rated NC-17 for graphic sexual violence
In reply to: asiacheetah 's message, "The Recruit (working title) - Michael pre-LFN story" on 03:47:50 04/25/11 Mon

Chapter 18 � Michael and Griess � Rated NC-17 for graphic sexual violence and language

Griess

He was finally getting his revenge. After the public humiliation of being beaten by a green Valentine recruit, weeks of rehab, and after nearly being cancelled and being placed on probationary status, he was finally going take his revenge against that pretty boy Frenchman.

He had it all planned out. He bribed a friend in surveillance to loop the feed so the powers that be can�t see what�s he was up to. His buddies that also got beat up by Michael will be stationed as look outs outside and to prevent anyone from interrupting. This time no one will interfere and mess this up for him.

The crotch of his pants tightened at the prospect of violence got him hard. He was going to humiliate that who*re and take what should have been his by right as the senior operative. A sinister grin split his face as he pictured what he planned to do.

Finally he got the signal from his contact that the tape was looping and he crept into the dressing room quietly. He could hear the shower running as he silently crossed the room and took a peak around the wall. Luck was with him as he saw Michael with his back to him. Taking advantage of the cover provided by the running water, he swiftly crossed the room, grabbed Michael�s head and slammed it hard against the tile wall.

He grinned with satisfaction as Michael crumbled to the floor, while a streak of bright red blood ran down the shower wall. The who*re laid unmoving on the ground with water pouring over him. Griess turned off the water and unbuttoned his pants as he stared down at the motionless form with malice. He could taste victory and he intends to fully enjoy it.

Michael

The water pounding against his muscles helped ease some of the soreness from the latest punishing combat sessions with Kendo. He had yet to best his erstwhile teacher, but he was starting to get a few countermoves against him. He felt somewhat better that Kendo had moved a little stiffly leaving the training room, making him think he won�t be the only one with sore muscles tomorrow.

The door to the dressing room opened and soft footsteps approached the shower area. He ignored the person, as with customary practice for all those who have to share a public shower. He heard the footsteps came closer and hoped the guy would not choose a shower near him. That was his last thought as someone grabbed his head and slammed him into the wall.

Michael slowly became conscious, unable to think clearly with the ringing in his head and the beginning of a major headache. He registered the wet tile floor and the warm blood trickling down his face. It was hard to focus as he blinked to clear the water and blood clouding his vision. He still had no idea how he ended up on the ground.

Suddenly, he realized that someone else was in the shower room with him. The man was behind him where he couldn�t see. He lifted his head to turn toward the other guy, which brought a wave of dizziness so severe he almost passed out again. He gingerly laid his head back down, closed his eyes, and waited for the wooziness to pass.

Michael�s eyes snapped open when he heard the sound of buttons being unfastened. His assailant knelt down behind him and reached out and shoved him down to lie on his stomach. His breath caught in his throat when the man roughly squeezed his buttocks. For a minute he was completely paralyzed, unable to move or even breathe as those rough hands sent his memories racing to one of the darkest time of his life. His attention focused back to the present when the man shoved his fingers into his anus.

He braced his palms on the floor and tried to push up. His assailant grabbed his hair and wrenched his head back, setting off a wave of nausea and dizziness.

�Where the f**k do you think you�re going?�

Michael froze when he recognized the voice. Griess, of course it was him. Kendo had told him the guy had been given another chance. He hadn�t seen him since the attack 6 months ago, but that was no excuse for not keeping an eye out for him. It was stupid of him to let his guard down.

He fought down another wave of nausea as Griess jerked his hair hard. He winced as Griess roughly worked him, trying to gather his strength while keeping the contents of his stomach from spewing out.

�You like that don�t you, you little who*re. I�m going to teach you a lesson for humiliating me like that. When I�m done f**king you, you won�t be able to sit for a week.�

The nausea was finally starting to recede, as was the dizziness. Griess let go of his hair to grab his hips and forced him on his hands and knees. He felt the head of Griess� penis nudging the cleft of his buttocks.

Michael thought wryly to himself this was going to hurt. Michael threw his head back, connecting hard with Griess� skull. The impact almost made him pass out again and sent a wave of nausea so strong that he started gagging. He forced himself to spin around to face his attacker.

Griess had let go of Michael with a scream, holding his hands to his nose which was gushing blood. �You son of a b*tch! You mother f**king who*re!�

Griess charged him like an enraged bull. He had forgotten his pants were down around his knees, which tripped him and he fell down in a sprawl on the floor. Michael quickly sat on him and hooked his forearm around Griess� windpipe, cutting off his air supply until he went limp.

Michael crawled away from Griess, shaking from the intense pain in his head. He looked up as the door opened and Griess� co-conspirators Cochran and Stevens came in. They stopped abruptly and looked at the scene with wide shocked eyes.

He was in no shape to take out two more assailants. He had to diffuse this situation quickly before the two decides to dispose of him.

�It�s not too late for you to turn back.�

Cochran recovered from his shock quicker to respond: �What do you mean?�

�As far as I�m concerned only one person attacked me. You two are just bystanders who came upon us after the attack.�

�How do I know you won�t rat us out?�

�Because I want to live and so do you.�

�Why can�t I just kill you now?�

�Because they�ll find out it�s you and they will cancel you.�

�How are they going to find out, we took out the surveillance feed.�

That explained why Griess had been so bold to attack him in the middle of Section. He pushed through the mental fog and pain to focus on a solution. �They�ll know from his injuries that Griess was involved. If they tie it to him, they�ll tie it to you since you all attacked me last time.�

Stevens had been watching the exchange, rocking nervously on his heels. �Sh*t he�s right Cochran! They�re going to know it�s us. What do we do?�

�Go get help.�

The two looked at each other anxiously before nodding their compliance and left to get help.

*****

Griess

Griess slowly came awake, noticing the throbbing pain in his nose and the soreness to his throat. He opened his eyes to find himself strapped to a chair in the white room. He glanced around the bare walls, the darkened observation room with his fear increasing with each minute. The door creaked open and Elsbeth walked into the room to stand calmly in front of him.

�Who were your co-conspirators?�

�I don�t know what you�re talking about.�

�We have already talked to Sopel in surveillance. He�s now manning a substation in the Antarctic. I want to know the name of the people keeping watch outside.�

�You got it all wrong, that fruit attacked me!�

�Michael attacked you in the recruit shower area?�

�Yeah.�

�What were you doing in the recruit level now that you are an operative?�

�Um�visiting friends. I uh needed to use the restroom and that nut job jumped me.�

�Why would he do that?�

�Guess he still held a grudge from the last time we met.�

�I see. Which friend were you visiting?�

�Um��

�We could check the surveillance log up to the moment you entered that locker room. Why don�t you save us the trouble?�

�Cochran and Stevens.�

�Thank you.�

*****

Michael

Michael awoke in the med lab feeling better with a headache that was manageable. He noticed immediately that he wasn�t alone and looked around until he met the gaze of the older woman from his first day in the Section. Kendo had mentioned her name was Elsbeth and she was second in the chain of command.

�How do you feel?�

�I�m fine.�

�The doctor said you have a concussion and will have to stay under observation overnight. He also said he did not find physical trauma from forced penetration and that you have a clean bill of health.�

He waited for Elsbeth to begin her questioning.

�Can you tell me what happened?�

�I was attacked from behind. After losing consciousness for a moment, I woke up lying on the floor. When I woke up Griess was there.�

�What did he do?�

�He attempted to physically assault me, but I managed to incapacitate him.�

�Was he successful in his initial attack?�

�No.�

�Tell me what happened next.�

�Cochran and Stevens came in and found Griess unconscious. I told them to go for help, which they did.�

�Are you aware that they were working in tandem with Griess.�

�Of course.�

�How did you convince them to abandon their attack?�

�I informed them that Section will trace it back to them and cancel them if they killed me.�

Elsbeth�s eye brow crooked up and her eyes lit up with approval. �Why didn�t they just leave you?�

�I told them that I would tell Section that Griess was alone in the attack.�

�And they believed you?�

�I told them I wouldn�t lie since I want to live.�

�Why aren�t you lying now?�

�Because I want to live.�

Elsbeth smiled at his answer. �We have sent Cochran and Stevens to separate substations and put them on the abeyance list. The surveillance operator had been transferred to a remote location.�

�What about Griess?�

�We have decided that he does not meet Section standards and that he should be cancelled immediately. Would you like to do the honor?�

Michael was surprised by the offer. �It�s not necessary.�
�Perhaps, but we offer it just the same.�

�All right.�

�When you are feeling better then.�

Elsbeth walked out leaving Michael alone with his thoughts.

*****

Griess had been trapped in a holding cell for two days with minimal water and small amount of tasteless food shoved through the opening slot at the door. He paced the small room, every moment increasing his agitation.

The door creaked open and two muscular operative entered. He did his best to fight them off, but he was no match for the armed men. They strapped him to the chair in the white room and left him waiting yet again for his fate. He looked up to find Michael entering the room.

�You!�

�Why?�

�Why what?�

�Why risk it all for revenge when I was just defending
myself.�

�Why the he*ll not. It�s not like any of us will live a long time here. Might as well take what little pleasure I can find.�

Michael paced around him in a circle. �You find pleasure in overpowering people and preying on who you consider weak.�

�Yeah, what about it.�

Michael stopped in front of him with his hands folded. �I want to thank you for the attack in the gym. It made the higher ups reconsider my role in Section.�

�No matter what you train for, you�re still a filthy f**king who*re!�

�Any last word?�

�Go to hell!�

�After you.�

Michael raised the gun and shot Griess twice in the head. He looked down at this piece of human garbage and wondered at the type of organization that would recruit someone like that. He watched the blood slowly trickle down from the bullet holes as a thought resonated through him. What kind of person was he that he fits into the type of organization that would recruit rapists and murderers?

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