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We're all monsters here	By : MissMikaele Category: M through R > Pitch Black Views: 10783 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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He had been right when he said the guards mostly hung around the female prisoners. She thought they looked like buzzards. She had gone through the trouble of finding them but she wasn't all the way sure how she was going to get the key card... Well, she had an inkling about how Riddick wanted her to do it but she didn't really know how to be seductive, with Riddick it was easy because she was attracted to him, and she could safely say she wasn't at all attracted to the two guards in front of her now. One was large in all the wrong places and from this distance she could see his yellow rat teeth. The second one wasn't as bad, some would even call him handsome, lanky and tall with slicked back brown hair and a scar running down the length of his jaw, but she saw something in his eyes that rubbed her the wrong way. She walked closer to the guards and saw that the blue eyed blonde with the staring problem was hanging around them. She wasn't even a little surprised, Sasha wasn't one to rag on other peoples choices because she made her fair share of mistakes along the way but she had long since concluded that this woman was a whore, perhaps out of necessity or maybe just because she liked it, she didn't know, but what she did know is that she didn't like her one bit.

She walked out in front of them and tried her best to walk with a sway to her wide hips, and she must have done it because she got the desired effect. They quickly lost interest in all the other girls and focused on her. She didn't have a mirror but she could almost see what she looked like to them. Her long auburn hair loose and splayed out around her, her stretched out wife beater dirty and showing more then a fair amount of cleavage and her cargo pants hanging around her hips, showing just a small amount of her flat tummy. She wasn't a narcissist but she knew she looked a hell of a lot better then most of the girls here, including blondie.

"Hello boys." She made her wide plush mouth smile a smile she hoped was at least semi seductive.

"I heard that you can get something that I need. For a price that is." She walked closer still smiling. Scar face closed the gap between them in just a few strides.

"Yea, for a price, what do you want sweet thing." He asked running his hand down her side as she fought to keep a smile plastered on her face. She looked around herself quickly, and saw that most of the girls had shuffled off, all except for blondie, who was staring at her with a mix of anger and intrigue. The fat one was moving closer to her, and she was beginning to feel trapped, but she held her ground. Getting out was much more important then her feelings and anxieties. With the same smile on her face she opened her mouth to speak.

"Oh I need a few things, and im sure you could help me." She was gearing up for what she knew needed to happen, and her beast purred with pleasure, knowing before the day was over blood would be spilt. Scar faces hand was moving dangerously close to the button on her pants and the fat one was moving behind her.

"We will help you if you help us." he ground his groin on her for emphasis. She felt sickened but still she smiled.

"I think we can arrange something." She took this opportunity to look around, noticing that they didn't seem to be keeping any sort of gun or knife on them but instead they had a baton, thinking perhaps it would be safer for them if a prisoner had gotten a hold of it. They were about to find out how wrong they were. She ran her hands down scar faces chest down to his waist and nuzzled at his neck.

"I think she likes you Peterson, get her warmed up for me will you?" the fat one said laughing. And the one named Peterson just went back to fiddling with her pants. When she was confident that they were both distracted she reached down and as fast as lighting she unhooked the baton and pushed her self away from Peterson.

"I don't think you wanna do that sweet thing, you could get hurt." Peterson said as the fat one tried to come behind her to trap her, she moved out of the way quickly.

"I don't think its me you need to worry about, id suggest you take your concern for my well being and go ahead and shove it up your ass because I sure as hell don't need it, but what im going to need from you is the key card, and if you hand it over right now I wont hurt you, deal?" The fat one laughed loudly.

"You hear that Peterson? Bitch says she wont hurt us." Her eyes narrowed slightly but she let the name calling slide. Peterson started to walk over towards her, his hands in front of him, either in defense or defeat, she couldn't readily tell, and they both started circling her, the fat one with his own baton in hand. So that's how its going to be.

"You sure you wanna do this boys? I wouldn't want to beat those pretty faces in." Sarcasm oozed out of every word. She went for the fat once first, deciding she was going to get pay back for being called a bitch. She swung at his face three times, the air cracked around her, and he dropped to the floor blood flowing from the cuts on his face. She didn't think he would die but she knew there would be damage. Next she turned towards Peterson.

"You sure you want this? You could just hand over the key card, it doesn't have to be like this." His face was set in grim determination. She felt some sort of admiration towards him, he wasn't going to back down even though she was clearly the stronger of the two. She thought she would even the playing field a little more and she dropped the baton, besides it had been awhile since she fought with her hands. She cracked her neck and smiled.

"Well come on then, I'll even let you have the first hit." She tapped her chin with her finger. He rushed towards her with his hands out and back handed her, she could have laughed, her little brothers hit harder then him, but she didn't see a point in telling him that because he would be knocked out in a sec. She punched him hard in the middle of his chest and he fell to the ground gasping for air. As she leaned over him he looked at her with hate filled eyes.

"I gave you an easy out and you didn't take it, just remember that when you and your buddy are nursing concussions." She didn't give him time to explain she just punched the side of his has hard and fast and he was out. She then proceeded to dig through his pockets till she found the key card. She breathed a sigh of relieve, that was until she heard the cock of a gun.
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