Chapters Chapter 1: Bad Day
Spike Storm was having an incredibly bad day— No it was more like a bad month if he said so himself. Rolling down the street. His arms pushing the wheelchair he very much hated and going down the streets. He could almost feel the eyes on him as he passed people. It was somewhere around the afternoon. But Spike really wasn’t caring. In fact he felt depressed. As he wasn’t sure what he could do. Spike sighed as he remembered how only a month ago he was a Cop, and a pretty damn good one if he might say so himself.
That was until a month ago when his life went straight to the gutter.
“Fuck, how the hell is it I made it through to god damn tours in the middle east. Get hired on as a cop and I somehow fucking ended up in this situation? ” He cursed under his breath. Such a thing he’d been doing lately. He was angry— No he was depressed. Hell Spike wasn’t sure what he wanted but he was mad. He also hated how people watched him. Almost pity him. He wanted to just smack one of them but a part of him held that side back.
All because of one month, though at least they didn’t hate him. He shuddered thinking of the phone calls. One bad day and now he was fucked over for the rest of his life.
He remember just walking down the road on a dark cold night. Someone had called in about some noise. Spike figured that it was someone that had too much to drink, and it would be an easy job go over find the guy, and take him in letting him detox in the drunk tank. Nothing too crazy The wind was chilly fuck Spike wished that he brought a jacket with him. But those things happened and it wasn’t anything he could do to stop it.
‘Next time I’ll bring one heh, yeah. Get this guy head back to the station a nice cup of coffee, Then I’ll put on my sunglasses and have a donut. Richard can make a joke saying I need the mustache.’ He snorted at the thought. Especially the idea of him with a mustache. He tried growing one once and it made him look stupid. No facial hair was something he never did. Not without looking like a teenager.
Spike walked down the Alleyway when he heard a loud bang. He looked around seeing a trSpike can fall over, his heart pounded as he saw a dog walking over a small scruffy dog. That looked so lonely.
“Hey little guy, are you ok?” Spike asked looking at the old thing. It gave a light bark before walking away. Spike nodded tipping his hat.
“Got it on your way citizen.” The dog sneezed and walked off, almost as if it was imagining; Weird human.
Spike sighed figuring that was the source of the noise and head off though of course, he was going to need to give a full search. Otherwise, he might get yelled at. Just another day in the life of a cop.
Maybe it Spike had walked away and went on home, said fuck the paperwork. He could’ve been better. But no that wasn’t the case as he moved down the Alley way. When he heard a voice off on the other side,
“You got the cash?”
“Yeah but do you have the Stuff?” two men walking they were standing on the other side clearly not noticing Spike as he looked over, and realized A drug deal was going on at this moment. He reached over grabbing his holster. He just need to get in close and stop the two. Make sure neither run off. There was suddenly a flSpike of light and the next thing Spike new he was in a hospital. His eyes feeling heavy while looking around.
“What happened?” Spike asked though he found he couldn’t remember what happened after that flSpike of bright light. When he tried getting up he found he couldn’t In fact. He wasn’t even able to feel the lower half of his body.
His life didn’t get any better, apparently there was a dead body found, a black man who was shot dead. Adding with a cop it didn’t end well the news had a field day with that. He was given death threats for the last month. No one knowing the full context of what happen even Spike didn’t and he was there. Apparently the doctor had called it Temporary amnesia, basicly after a traumatic even the bring shuts down and his memory may slowly come back or it never will. Spike felt his blood boil.
The only reason he wasn’t in jail was because the bullet in the other mans didn’t come from his gun, then the fact he was paralized it was dubbed self defense. But they never found the third man. Spike wished he could find. Though he was afraid of what he might do. Since he imagined that if he did. It would not end well for ether of them. Spike imagined if he found the man or even suspected who it was Spike would’ve made sure the man hadn’t survived.
Though Spike wouldn’t find out, not for a long time, after his accident he left the force. He felt useless while his brothers risked his life. He couldn’t take desk duty for the rest of his life. That was what hurt him the most. The feeling of being useless. Not knowing what he could do to truly help him. Then the fact was he never had a plan B. His father was a cop, and his father was a cop, and his fathers, father. The fact was Spike only knew this, and not much else.
Spike whimpered as he made a turn over into the local gas station. As he got in. It took him a couple of minutes adjusting the wheelchair but he made it inside. A hard grunt while an old woman opened the door for him.
“There you go sunny.” She said with a light smile,
“Thanks,” Spike muttered trying to give a smile. Though it was hard, he could only force it. He hadn’t smiled in the last month, genuinely smiled. That simply hurt. He rolled in and grabbed a drink. He had some savings left but he knew he’d need to get another job. Though who would hire him. He didn’t want to go on the government's dime. He was too proud for that. He didn’t want to rely on it while others needed it more than him. He cursed more. Though a thought came to him. A dark one as he remembered his gun locked up in his home. A shot a single shot. As he sweats a bullet. It wouldn’t hurt just the pull of a trigger and it would all be over. No pain- No misery, Hell What did he have to live for. Betty left him not too long after his accident.
The reason being;
‘Your just too god damn depressed, I can’t take it anymore. You don’t want to see a therapist, all your doing is staying in this house its not good for you! It’s not good for me! ’ She left him that day, didn’t even bother to give him time the shock of it. Spike remembered the temptation on that day to take the gun and do it. He even remembered the temptation the night he got out of the hospital. Those thoughts.
It ’s just a single shot, I could do it. No one would miss me, I’d be just another cripple they have to bury. I don’t have anyone else. That small voice in his head said, he tried shaking it off. Think of something anything to get that damn voice out of his head. He shook his head as he tried to find a memory. A happy memory to try and get that thought away. He saw the Lottery Tickets as he took a gulp.
I could give it a shot, I mean if I win I could buy a pizza or, just have an extra bit of cSpike. Not like I need the money, Plus it could be my last night … No stop that! Stop thinking those thoughts oh dear god stop! He grunted as he shook his head.
He walked towards the front counter, and placed the drink on the counter. The stations attendent smiled a cheerful young girl who wasn’t beaten down by life, gave a thumbs up.
“Hey there, is there anything else you might need Sir?” She had a peppy voice as she bounced over slightly Spike noticed her breast bouncing and nipples sticking against her work shirt.
“Um, I’d like a lottery ticket, the 750,000 a year for life.” The girl nodded as she reached down and pulled one out. The scratch off was a enticing as he moved his finger over taking it and handed the money, the total was around twenty-five dollars. He rolled over the side. He began scratching them off. Of course it was the number one match the number and you win.
He didn’t look at them at first a shudder as he was afraid of jinxing it. When he finally finished. He examined it. There was only one winner. Though he hadn’t uncovered that.
His quarter moved over it and began scratching it off and revealed what he won. He was imagining it would be fifty bucks. Though suddenly his eyes widened. When he saw what it really said. It stated clear as day.
“I won… I WON!” He suddenly screamed in utter shock and surprised his hand whipped up right in the air screaming in excitement. He gripped that ticket and began rolling right out. He was feeling himself smile pure joy spreading over him as he began to head home. The attendant waved with a smile.
“Hey glad you won have a great day!” She said keeping that cheerful smile as Spike Rode off. He rolled on, as he was imagining all the good things that was going to happen. His life would improve. Hell He’d never have to work a day in his life. All he’d have to do is just live his life. He pushed his wheelchair off forward.
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“Am I dead?” That was the only question Spike felt like asking. He was surrounded by darkness. He felt absolutely nothing. It caused him to shudder while feeling the surrounding nothingness. He didn’t even feel the wind blowing against his face. Though at the same time, he felt as though he was in a place, a wrong place. Something that was by far older than time and older than his world. But far more dangerous. If he stayed here, he might’ve been lost forever, swallowed into this dark abyss. Then without warning, there was light. It was small like a star on a warm summer night. And then it got more prominent, and Spike felt as though he was being pulled towards it. Like a moth going towards an open flame. That light slowly became blinding as he grunted. However, he could not move his arms to cover his face.
He had to endure that light until there was a flash of darkness once more. Then be began seeing - thing. First, it was all blurry, so all he could see was colors, and then those blurry images began to change and take shapes as he started to realize he was being surrounded by tree’s not just a few but a lot, soon sound followed with it, as he could hear the birds chirping, and the light humming of insects. Truly the wonders of nature
Spike groaned as he grabbed his head. It suddenly began pounding like he was experiencing the worst hangover in his life. Soon he stepped forward. That was when he suddenly realized. He took a step. He looked down and saw he was standing on his own two legs.
“Holy shit, Holy shit. Fucking Holy shit! I can walk, I can mother fucking walk.” There Spike Storm screamed out like a child on a sugar rush. He began jumping into the air running around. His legs were moving. A month of loss of these sweet babies, and he planned on never going back to that. He felt like a child on Christmas. He thought of the lottery ticket. He reached down, trying to grab it, only to realize it wasn’t there. He was missing his clothes.
“Ok, I admit I should be questioning why I’m naked in the middle of a forest, but fuck it, I can walk.” He started stretching and moving around. He didn’t realize how much he missed walking and bouncing around. Suddenly he heard growling and turned his head around very, very slowly.
Standing there, almost ten feet tall. It was a gigantic Grey wolf. It was Baring its teeth at him and stared at him like a 5-course meal. Spike couldn’t help but remember the preacher and the Bear song: The preacher has never seen anything ’ quiet that large. They looked each other right smack in the eyes. Didn’t take that preacher long to say Bye.
Like that preacher, Spike started running like a motherfucker. He didn’t have a gun, and he didn’t have a weapon. There was no way in hell he was going to try beating that thing to death with his dick.
Spike started running, and He ran as fast as he could as he moved past the trees. The wolf. It was giving him a head start as it growled. Spike made it fifty feet away as he dodged trees before the wolf started pouncing. The chase was on.
Spike didn’t stop running, though he did curse a whole lot as the creature began chasing him. He cursed, he swore. He was even begging the god above not to kill him.
“Come on, what the fuck did I ever do to you!” He yelled out towards the wolf and probably god himself more than anything. He felt his legs burning as he ran faster. It had been a long time since he ran— and running this hard. It was an exhilarated feeling as he moved on. He just hoped he didn’t slip.
“Fuck I get to walk, and I’m being chased by god damn Fenrir.” He made a quick turn heading off towards the right and hoping it would run into the large tree. Though the wolf was large, it was smart, while it made a quick turn, Sliding on the grass as it started moving towards him. He heard how it barked and knew that he would die if he couldn’t think of something fast.
Suddenly without warning he heard a whistle of wind shoot right past his ear. As he suddenly looked back. An arrow was sticking to the ground behind him, practically stopping him in his tracks.
“What the?” Suddenly the wolf Spike called Fenrir was getting closer as an array of arrows shot in front of the beast. They were causing it to stop in place. While Spike looked back, figuring out where they came from. The wolf growled and decided that Spike wasn’t worth the headache and surviving was by far more important than him.
It began running off into the forest. Spike could only sigh, as he imagined thanking whoever caused Fenrir to run right off.
“Thank fucking god.” He grumbled as he was getting up. He turned around and suddenly standing there. Were three of the most gorgeous women he’d seen in his life, but they were also the weirdest looking, if it made any sense.
The three were all different shapes and sizes the one in the middle was a tall giant of a woman. Standing around six feet, with Long golden locks. Her skin’s being a bright Orange . She stood there basically naked with a chain mail bikini that barely covered her large breast. That reminded Spike of Watermelons. Spike almost wondered how they didn’t pop out from the top. She had a matching Chain mail bikini bottom that was basically a thong. Her legs were pure muscle. Then the fact she had a six pack. She looked like the very definition of an Amazon warrior. She was carrying a one sided sword that was curved and jagged. Then there was the spear on her back. But Spike looked at her face. A scar that moved down her right eye, and a pair of fangs escaped her lips sticking down. They looked sharp. Then there were her eyes. They were a matching a soft green. Surreal as she kept them on her
The other two girls were just as colorful though equally as beautiful. Though they weren’t as scared up as the middle one. The one on the left was smaller, with skin like butterscotch she was wearing leather, Though it seemed to make her figure more impressive, as the corset squeezed her frame. She was holding a bow, with the arrow ready to be drawn at any second. She watched him with a grim expression as she had a set of goggles. That were over her eyes. She seemed to have long jet black hair that moved down to her shoulder length.
But then there was the third one. She kept a happy expression on her face. Though something about her was more off. She seemed wild, pure pink that was bubblegum and overly unkept hair it seemed like at any moment she was going to cause damage, without a moments thought. She was holding what looked to be a large stick. A set of robes that were a deep shade of red. That clung to her frame. Spike could practically see her nipples as they pressed against the fabric. He had to put his attention on the other two just to make sure he didn’t grow an erection.
Spike couldn’t help but feel confused looking towards the green women.
Are they cosplayer ’s? Is this some kind of joke. No it can’t be I’m actually able to stand. Yeah, this must be a dream. He motioned over pinching himself but grunted hard as he felt a rush of pain.
“Nope still away, Um ok ladies I know this might be weird but—” Though before he could finish what he was about to say the green woman had pulled out her spear and began pushing it against his chin. Spike raised his hand holding it straight up and exclaimed,
“Woah— Woah, woah calm down there no need to get violent.” Normally Spike might’ve reached over pulling his gun. But he remembered that he was naked in the middle of nowhere, so he didn’t have anything to defend himself.
“Who are you? What are you?” The green amazon who was gripping her spear asked her voice a light growl. But Spike couldn’t help but find it exotic, almost sexy. Spike couldn’t help but think it was almost German. She bared her sharp teeth ready for a fight.
“My names Spike Storm, I’m a police officer— Former police officer.” Spike cursed under his breath as it was a force of habbit. But he knew he couldn’t fight his way out and needed her to put the spear down maybe try and get it away from her. Every instinct told him to try and take her down and put the cuffs on her.
“Officer?” The girls mumble looking towards the other, nudging over some.
“Yes I’m a former officer now please can you lower the spear and we can talk those through. Maybe get me some clothes.”
I should be able to find out whats going on. Though dear god how am I going to explain why I ’m naked. I might be arrested for indecent exposure. It was one of those times Dan really wish he could move his hands down covering his private but if he moved to fast she might plunge the spear in his face. The spear felt real especially with how it pushed against his chin.
“Fluttershy! Grab the ropes.” She called over towards the one with the bow,
“Ok Applejack,” Fluttershy nodded as she reached around and pulled out a thick set of rope. Where she was hiding it Spike didn’t know where she was hiding that before.
“Wait you’re not going to—” But before he could finish that The Green Amazon slammed the back of the spear into his head causing him to black out.
The Universe truely did seem to hate Spike Storm.
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“Gah! You know you didn’t have to make these damn things so tight. Also I can walk on my own!” Spike complained feeling rather annoyed as he was practicly being man handled by the beautiful green woman. She had basicly picked him up and over her shoulder like it was nothing. It really didn’t help at all. As she looked bat him tightening her grip.
“Silence you,” Applejack, the name he managed to get out of the amazonian. When she was dragging him off Fluttershy, watched on pointing her arrow at him incase he did anything she considered funny.
“So could you tell her to relax. I don’t have any weapons. And its clear you have the upperhand. Even if I could run away.” Though he suddenly felt himself getting a hard smack on the ass from Applejack.
“Ga’h stop that! Geeze and people like talking about police brutality when I tighten the cuffs on them too tight be accident.” Suddenly there was another smack, as he grunted hard.
“You are an intruder, and our chief will decide what will be done with you Officer.”
“Former officer, but come on. You don’t need to be so rough, at the very least buy a guy some dinner before you smack his ass. I know my rights!” Suddenly he got another smack on the ass causing him to groan. Maybe he should have shut up. It wasn’t doing any favors. He groaned as he remember watching porn, of men being man handled my muscular woman, large firm breast as the woman dominated him.
Fuck no don ’t think of that, don’t get an erection. Think of something not sexy. His face was turning red as he could feel his cock enlarge slightly. He was always a grower, never a shower.
“What are you staring at Officer?” Fluttershy said while her finger twitched on the bow.
“Nothing I’m not staring at anything.” He tried keeping a calm face. Pushing the thoughts off he began pretending he was sitting in his cop car on a long stake out, waiting for a call. Though he watched the archer, who’s leather corset made her look as though her breast could pop out at any second if she so much as even jumped a few times.
“Oh he looks fun, I honestly hope the chief doesn’t sentence him to death for trespassing on our territory maybe I should request big mac to let him become a servant. Or even a slave. That way I can see what this weird creature can do!” She was skipping, Spike raised an eyebrow as he exclaimed.
“Oy listen here, I am no ones god damn slave, we will talk this out, and you will let me go damn it!” He suddenly got smacked in the ass harder as he groaned. It was clear at this point he might not be able to sit for a week.
They dragged him off, and at this point Spike hadn’t said a single word. He just admired the woman around him. Sure there was a chance they might kill him. But hey if he was going to die might as well look at something nice.
“At least we know its male.” Applejack grunted clearly annoyed. Spike’s face turned an even deeper shade of red, as he realized he was popping an erection. He dropped his head down, feeling pure shame. Though he knew it was a bodily reaction. It was definitely an embarrassment. A slight grunt as he made an excuse.
“It’s a bit cold out here.” He tried not looking Fluttershy in the eye, while it was clear Pinkie popped over,
“WHy do you say that the weathers great, You really could run out here butt naked.” She patted his side though Applejack grunted.
“Will you stop that, don’t bother with him, we just need to get back to the village and prepare for what Mortus might want to do with the trespasser.”
“I have a name you know, you can call me Spike.” Spike grunted looking over towards the Amazon.
“I do not care.”
Spike groaned as he would be dragged off. Head slumping down as he tried figuring out where he might be.
Spike felt himself being dragged away for what seemed like an hour. It was honestly boring. Though at the same time he couldn’t help but feel nervous. Thankfully after a while he found himself drifting on and off. It was weird. Spike figured he’d be scared shit-less. Maybe he’d try and run off. Maybe fight. But the fact was. If he did any of these things would he even make it this far.
The way Fluttershy held her bow. It was clear she’d been holding it her whole life. The way she held it with the arrow drawn for so long and her hands not even shaking showed him she could fire it off easily. Her aim, would’ve been on target. Then add with how strong Applejack was. He was at least a good two-hundred pounds, and that was before he lost the use of his legs, Working out keeping his body in fit. He could imagine that she could break his spine like it was nothing,
Though there was Pinkie, something about her. It was off— No she was off. The way she acted so hyper— happy. The way she could blast and move reminded him of someone on a sugar rush. Or even a crook who took way too much Meth and flat out thought they were Superman, even if it involved tearing their whole body apart just to get what they want.
Spike Sighed as he suddenly felt himself thrown to the ground. He grunted hard as he hit the ground. The dust covering over him as he pulled himself up.
“Fuck, didn’t have to be so hard.” When he managed to get back onto his feet. He finally looked around and realize he was standing in a village. Not a large one, mainly a few huts and a shop off on the side. It seemed like more of a camp where people could pick everything up and head out at a moment’s notice.
‘The place looks like it needs fixed up. Any minute now the houses could fall apart from just a light breeze. ’ He grunted as he was jabbed in the back by that spear. Pushing him forward. Spike couldn’t help watching the town and soon noticed that for every one male they saw there was at least five woman.
“How many people are here?” Spike couldn’t help but ask before being jabbed by the butt of the spear again.
“Don’t ask questions.” Applejack muttered though Fluttershy walked over still pointing the arrow at him.
“About fifty we’re a small village after the last few attacks. We’ve lost most of the men in the village. Maybe a handful survived beside the chief.” They moved on as Spike couldn’t help but find it odd, But would begin pushing on. Spike sighed as he soon found himself walking up towards a large shack. It was at least twice the size of the other huts clearly ment for more than one person. Though it reminded Spike of a simple two story house. It looked more sturdy. Though it didn’t mean much it probably could’ve been knocked over with just a good bit of force.
“Could I have some pants before we meet your chief I mean, it would be rude to have my dick sticking out.” Spike groaned while still covering himself. Feeling rather indecent. Normally he was arresting the naked weirdos who were out in public not doing it himself.
He was pushed off towards the large building as two more female Orcs standing between the door watched them.
“Open the door.” Applejack commanded as the two woman nodded. One of them eying Spike for a second practically sneering at him.
The hell? Spike thought as he was pushed through the door. The inside of the room was rather bare not much furniture except for for a large throne, that stood in the back end, a pair of torches standing right between both of them. The walls covered with swords and Ax’s clearly whoever was in here would be ready for a fight at any moment.
Then the stomping came, as loud thumps moved in and walking from the side into view was a man— Though he wasn’t really a man, a large figure that stood nearly eight feet. His black Mowhawk brushing against the ceiling.
This giant of a man wore no shirt showing off its large body. A slight gut sticking out as it began sitting down with a grunt. His skin a heavy dark green. As it watched him. His face was scared over causing him to look far more monsterous. A broken tusk as it stared at him with glowing red eyes. He let out a snarl and exclaimed with that deep gruffy voice.
“Applejack, why have you brought an elf into our village?” The jolly green giant exclaimed.
“Big Mac my lord, we found him outside our village, he claims to be an officer. Though we found him naked frolicking like the nymphs of old.” Applejack said bowing her head, the other two girls bowed in respect.
Big Mac, looked towards Spike, as he exclaimed.
“Bring him towards me,” His voice growling as Spike felt himself being lifted.
“Seriously, can we knock it off with the man handling. There he was eventually palced down standing before Mowhawk Hulk, as Big Mac growled,
“He is not an elf his ears are flat.” Even to prove it, reaching over and started to examining the tip squeezing it tightly Spike hissed while giving them a yank.
“Oy! That can be ripped off!” Spike soon slapped Big Mac hand giving it a light hit. Everyone in the room gasped in shock, Big Mac looked towards him, giving a light growl.
“Did you just challenge me?” Big Mac voice said with a loud growl. Spike was expecting him to slam his fist into his skull, before Spike took a step back, he shuddered and felt a surge of confidence override everything.
“Yeah, I challenge you!” Spike exclaimed, though cursed under his head. Spike you ’re a fucking idiot! He thought as he watched the hulking man stand up before him.
“Very well, We shall met in the pit, This shall be a battle to the death!” He reached over grabbing the Ax from the wall and began walking off towards the door heading off.
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