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By : moviefan
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(A/N: And here's the epilogue. I started out following the movie to lead into the plot of the game, so I decided to end it on that same note. But because this is meant to be a smutty fic, I added a small extra scene, nothing too smutty though, just a little something. You know, I'm actually surprised at how well I was able to fit this story into the movie's plot without changing all that much and still keeping it pretty canon. So sit back and let's all enjoy it as we watch Kent fall from grace.)
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Credit for the game's plot and theme goes to SkadooToon.

Epilogue
Things couldn’t have been going better for Kent. He now had the proof he needed to convince the general about the metal giant, which was sure to get him a promotion. Hell, he might even get a Medal of Honor for his services in uncovering the creature. Once he sent the picture to the general, all he would have to do was sit back and wait.
In the meantime, he had the hot piece of ass that was Annie Hughes that he would be able to stick it to every night until the army arrived. In fact, even after they found and destroyed the metal giant, there would more than likely be a cleanup period where they would search the entire town and the forest around it, searching for anything they missed.
With as pleasing as Annie was in bed, he decided he would volunteer to stick around during that time just so he could have access to her. Even after the army was finished, he could still hang around town for a few more days, maybe even a few weeks, while he worked to pull those strings at headquarters to try and “protect” her son from any consequences he might face for being involved with the metal giant. She would be sure to continue to put out for him in order to keep her son safe.
He couldn’t help but think of how his attempts to “pull those strings” at headquarters would fail and the boy would still end up being punished to the fullest extent of the law, despite his so-called best efforts; Kent was definitely going to see to that personally. Not that Annie needed to know that.
But he was getting ahead of himself. While he may have proof of the metal giant’s existence, he still didn’t know where it was. But he had a feeling that the boy did. In fact, the little brat was probably the one hiding it. He needed to get him alone and interrogate him properly to find out what he knew.
He got the opportunity the very next day. After spending most of the night screwing Annie’s brains out, she had ended up sleeping in very late, they both had, neither of them hearing the sound of her alarm clock ringing in her room down the hall. As a result, she had ended up missing a good portion of her shift at the diner, and someone else had had to take it for her. So now she had to work late tonight to fill in for the person who had taken the shift she had missed.
Which worked out absolutely perfectly for Kent. It would be only him and the boy until she got home, so there would be no one to interfere with his interrogation. And he was planning on finding out everything the brat knew. He had been gone by the time he and Annie had woken up, probably off to play with his pet giant robot, so Kent waited for him to come back that night before making his move.
He waited in the barn, and eventually the boy came in to put his bike away. Kent cornered him and began his interrogation, dropping all the niceties. The boy put up a brave front and, predictably, continued to feign ignorance, so Kent played his trump card, showing him the picture he had found of the metal giant and him while calling him out on his carelessness.
He smirked at the caught off guard look that passed over the boy’s face, but then Hogarth tried to play it off like it was no big deal, claiming that the picture didn’t prove anything. Kent admired the boy’s resilience, but he needed to break it, and so he told him how the picture would be enough to bring in the army.
Even so, he still felt like the boy wasn’t going to cooperate. That’s when he started with the threats, claiming that he would be able to arrange it so that he could have Hogarth taken away from his mother. That finally seemed to do the trick. The boy broke, giving up the location of the metal giant, revealing that it was hiding in a junkyard.
Kent could have kicked himself. Of course the creature would be in place like that. The thing ate metal, so obviously it would be close to a food source. Why hadn’t he thought to look there before? Maybe there really was something to that saying where the best place to hide a tree was in the woods, or however the analogy went.
He now had everything he needed. The proof and the location of the metal giant. Now he just had to deal with the boy to make sure the brat didn’t cause any trouble before he made his move. He knocked the boy out with a very heavy dose of chloroform that was sure to make him sleep for several hours, then he carried him into the house and tucked him into his bed before he went to gather up all the evidence he had collected, and began making preparations to send it all to the general, wishing he would be able to see the old man’s face when he received it.
Annie came home not too long after that. The boy was sure to be out for a few more hours based on the level of dose Kent had given him, which left him plenty of time to entertain himself with the brat’s mother. This was his victory after all, so he should reward himself.
He told Annie that Hogarth was asleep, and she went to check on him, then went to go get cleaned up after having worked all day. When he heard the shower running, he stripped out of his clothes and joined her. He startled her with his presence, finding her outraged of him invading her privacy amusing, but a quick reminder of the position her son was in was enough to get her to cooperate, though she made it very clear that she was not happy about it.
Deciding that he wanted a bit of a pre-activity show, he ordered her to masturbate for him until she was nice and wet, and not from the water. He then took her right there against the shower wall before he brought them down to the floor, where they proceeded to pleasure each other in a 69-position, their mouths and tongues stimulating each other’s gentiles.
When he sensed that she was getting close, he sat up and turned her around to face him. Pulling her to sit in his lap, he wrapped her legs around his waist and told her to guide him inside her. Giving him a dirty look, and not the sexy kind, she reached down and lined him up with her entrance, and they both moaned as she sank down on him until she was once again sitting in his lap, his length buried deep inside her.
After some time of just sitting like that, simply enjoying the sensation of being inside her again, he told her to start moving, and she braced one hand on his knee, the other holding his shoulder, and began rocking her body against him. He matched her pace, keeping one hand on her lower back and the other on the shower floor for leverage, and the two of them thrusted against each other. Kent admired how sexy she looked all wet with her hair plastered all over her face and shoulders as she met each of his thrusts, his eyes shifting down to her breasts as they grazed against his chest each time their bodies came together.
Wanting to feel her pressed up against him, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, hugging her to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck in response as he began kissing her, and she opened her mouth to him so his tongue could tangle with hers as their bodies pressed together in a tight embrace, her legs locked around him. He began rocking her against him, guiding her into a rhythm that she soon matched as the hot water continued to spray down over them, heightening the experience as they panted and moaned in their partner’s ear and mouth.
They continued to rock like that for several minutes before Kent laid down on the shower floor and had her ride him. His hands found their way to her hips to help set a rhythm as she rose and fell on him, her hands on his chest, her movements slowly gaining speed as she rode him until they both achieved orgasm. Afterwards, he had her wash him, and then returned the favor. When they were clean, they dried each other off before he led her to his room to continue what they had begun in the shower.
She had gone with him with great reluctance, but with no objections, glaring at him as he guided her to the bed. After teasing her with his hands and mouth for a good while, and having her do the same to him, he made her retrieve the dildo he remembered seeing in one of her nude photos and had her use it on herself until she climaxed. He then took her from behind, the two of them going at it like animals in heat, before he spent the next few hours pounding her into the mattress as their moans and cries of pleasure echoed throughout the room. To test her resolve, he had her pick some of their positions and paces, and even made her take complete control of the sex a few times, but he preferred to be the one making her scream, and so mostly took charge.
Despite her reluctant cooperation, Kent knew she enjoyed it just as much as he did with the way he had her moaning and cumming around his cock, even the time he fucked her ass. It actually gave him a good amount of satisfaction to know that he could bring her to orgasm regardless of her reluctance. She could try and deny it all she wanted, but he knew she had gotten off each time he screwed her, and more than once too. The reactions of her body were not something she had control over, and he knew where and how to touch her to get the responses he wanted. And so he had proceeded to bring them both to orgasm until they were both utterly spent, collapsing onto his bed in a sweaty heap of tangled limbs.
Annie was utterly exhausted at this point after having worked all day and then going several rounds with him in bed, and she soon fell asleep. He then checked the time and realized that the chloroform should probably be wearing off the boy soon, so he cleaned himself up and got dressed while he let Annie sleep. He surmised that the general should have gotten the evidence by now, so he made a quick call to headquarters.
Just as he suspected, the picture of the metal giant he had sent, along with all of his notes, had been received, and his superiors were trying to figure out how to handle the situation. With a few sweet words from Kent that he exaggerated while confirming how much of a danger the creature was, he was able to convince General Rogard that the metal giant was an immediate threat that needed to be dealt with as soon as possible, and he was pleased to hear that the general was coming himself with enough men and ammunition to wage a small war. Feeling thoroughly satisfied, he began to relish in his victory.
It was made even sweeter when he found Hogarth, awake from his drugged sleep, trying to sneak out of the house, no doubt to warn his robot friend. Kent had cut him off, giving the boy an arrogant smirk to let him know that he had won.
“The army arrives in the morning, Hogarth,” he told him, letting a note of warning slip into his tone as he gave the boy a challenging look. “Don’t get cute.”
If looks could kill, then Kent would be dead on the floor. The boy was pissed! He wondered how much angrier the brat would be if he found out that he had just spent the last few hours fucking his mother, and that she was currently sleeping in his bed. He decided to save that for later though, after he had taken care of this metal giant problem and was able to fuck her at his leisure. It would be oh so satisfying to let the kid know that he was banging his mother every night because of his involvement with the metal giant, and that there was nothing he could do about it.
Hogarth didn’t say anything to Kent’s challenge, and instead walked backwards into his room as he continued to glare at him before slamming the door. But Kent knew better than to leave the boy alone, and opened the door to find Hogarth attempting to escape through the window. Fortunately, Kent had had the foresight to nail it shut, making escape that way quite impossible. The boy glared at him furiously, and Kent glared right back as he walked backwards, stepping into Annie’s vacant room and moving to sit on her bed.
Pointing a threatening finger at the boy, he told him, “I’ll be watching you.”
Still no response. Instead, the boy climbed back into bed and placed a pilot helmet that probably belonged to his dead father over his head, slipping the goggles over his eyes as he continued to glare at Kent with a scowl on his face. It was a silent declaration of war. Kent smiled in amusement as he stared the boy down.
It was like a good old-fashioned Mexican standoff, the two of them staring each other down, not once taking their eyes off the other. Minutes ticked by, then hours, and still neither of them moved. Boredom and sleepiness began to settle in, and Kent felt his eyelids growing heavy, yet he continued to make good of his word of keeping his eyes on the boy.
It wasn’t easy staying awake, especially after his vigorous activities with Annie earlier, and he nearly fell asleep a few times. But he was no stranger to pulling all-nighters, and the boy clearly was not. Even after having been put into a drug induced sleeping and being out for hours, the boy’s eyes slowly began to droop more and more before finally remaining shut. His posture relaxed and he fell back against his pillow. Soon he was snoring softly before he rolled over in his sleep, pulling the blanket securely around him as he turned his back to Kent, his helmet visible above the covers.
A victorious smile spread across Kent’s face. That was it; he had won. But he still wasn’t taking any chances. The boy may have fallen asleep, but after having been put down by the chloroform and sleeping for a few hours, he would probably wake up much earlier than usual come morning. And Kent wasn’t going to take the chance of letting him run off to warn the metal giant and whoever else was involved with hiding it.
Pulling up the sleeve of his jacket, he looked at his watch. It was 2:55 in the morning. He still had several hours before the army arrived. And so he watched as the seconds slowly ticked by, very, very slowly. Every now and then he glanced at the boy to make sure he was still asleep, but he had nothing to worry about, the kid was out like a light.
He must have fallen asleep at one point. Having been sitting on the bed, staring down at his watch, which now read 7:13, he nearly fell forward. The motion jolted him awake, and his head snapped up. He cursed himself for nodding off like that and quickly looked in the boy’s room, breathing a sigh of relief. Hogarth was still there, having slept through the night. It seemed that despite being chloroformed before, he hadn’t woken up early after all.
A smirk spread across Kent’s face. Even if the boy did wake up now and somehow managed to slip away, it would be far too late to do anything about it. The army would be here very soon, and there was nothing the brat could do to help his big metal friend. Soon that metal monster would be nothing but scrap, and he would—
“Morning, Kent,” Hogarth said cheerfully as he walked past the room, giving him a friendly wave.
Kent’s mouth dropped open as he stared at Hogarth in bewilderment. His gaze shot to the figure in the boy’s bed. It was still there, the helmet still poking out of the top of the covers. Kent jumped to his feet and rushed into the room, pulling the covers back to find that several pillows had been piled up beneath the blanket to make it look like someone was beneath them. The pilot helmet had been placed neatly at the top, the motion of Kent pulling back the covers causing it to fall to the floor.
Just like that, Kent’s good move gave way to frustration. When the hell had the kid made this switch? It must have been when he dozed off at some point. Had the little punk actually fallen asleep but woken up early as Kent had initially expected he would, or had he been playing him the whole time, simply pretending to fall asleep and waiting for him to let his guard down before making a move?
Resourceful brat. But he supposed it was his own fault for underestimating him. He had gotten cocky after getting the picture and pulling a confession out of the boy. How long had the kid been up and about? Had he managed to contact anyone? Why was he still here? Why hadn’t he run away? Damn it, Kent hated being outwitted!
As he continued to glare down at the pillows, as if this were somehow their fault, he heard footsteps come up behind him before the angry voice of Annie spoke to him. “For some reason, the army is in our front yard, Mr. Mansley.”
Being told that the army was here was enough to quell Kent’s rising temper. That was right, it didn’t matter what kind of tricks the boy played. The army was already here. They knew the metal giant was real, and they knew where it was. Even if the brat did somehow manage to get a warning to whoever was helping him hide the metal giant, now that the army was here, it wouldn’t be able to stay hidden for long. They would sweep the area, and they would find it. The creature’s days were numbered.
This was enough to put Kent in a good mood again, and he turned to Annie. Oh yes, she was pissed, but she was doing a good job of trying to maintain her cool. He supposed he couldn’t blame her for being angry. He had said that he would attempt to keep her son out of trouble with the government. That had been the whole reason she had continued to sleep with him the past two nights. From her perspective, he had just gone back on his word.
Well, he could take care of that. All he had to do was tell her that he had found the location of the metal giant and that the army was here to take care of it. He would then continue to assure her that he would do everything he could to keep her son safe in exchange for her continuing to warm his bed. In fact, now that the army was here and everything was moving along the way he wanted, she was even more likely to be more eager to please him now that she saw firsthand how serious all this was.
Adjusting his tie, he turned to her while letting a touch of arrogance slip into his voice to let her know that he was still in charge as he gave her a big grin.
“Please, call me Kent,” he told her in a small mockery of how she had asked him to call her by her first name that first night when they had both tried to make things a little more friendly with each other. After all, he was still going to be here for a few weeks, and the two of them were going to be spending a lot of time together, at least during the incoming nights.
But first thing’s first. After rounding up the mother and son, they were off to the junkyard where the metal giant was hiding. It was owned by some guy named Dean McCoppin, who was standing outside in his work uniform with a cup of coffee in his hand. The guy looked half asleep, as if he had just gotten up a short while ago, and didn’t have a care in the world, not even as the army came driving up.
Kent took charge, marching up to Dean and demanding to know where the metal giant was. The guy looked confused at first and, much to Kent’s annoyance, not the least bit concerned as he asked what Kent was talking about. This only aggravated Kent further as it reminded him of the way the kid had also feigned ignorance with him. He was not going to go through that again, especially not in front of the general and all these soldiers.
He once again demanded to know where the metal giant was, this time dropping the pronoun game. Dean stopped pretending that he didn’t know what he was talking about after that, but, much to Kent’s confusion, he still didn’t look worried. In fact, he acted like he found the situation to be funny as he calmly led them to large workshop while blabbing on and on about some rich guy who wanted to buy his work. Kent didn’t care about anything the guy was saying and glanced at his watch in annoyance.
As Dean spoke, Kent couldn’t help but notice the look Annie was giving him. It was one of obvious attraction and interest, and Kent didn’t like it. As long as he was here, Annie was his piece of ass. The only one who would be warming her bed while he was around was him, and he would make sure she knew that. He would also make sure this Dean guy was taken out of the picture entirely, along with the boy, for their involvement with the metal giant once he finally had his fill of her, though he didn’t think that would be for quite a while yet. He was already looking forward to all the ways she would please him as he “tried” to keep her son out of trouble.
As Dean proceeded to fiddle with his keys, droning on about whether or not he should sell his work so soon after creating it, Kent’s impatience grew. Finally though, the guy unlocked the door to his workshop, and Kent stormed past him to see his prize.
And that’s when everything fell apart. The metal giant was there all right, but it wasn’t at all what he expected. It was a large inanimate object. Most of it was pretty well put together, but it seemed as if Dean had gone a little overboard in slapping parts onto it, making it look rather gaudy. In any case, the metal giant certainly didn’t look like it was alive, nor did it look like it was a threat of any kind.
Kent could admit that he could lose control of himself sometimes, but he normally prided himself on being able to maintain his cool. Right now though, he was certainly losing it. He tried to make sense of everything. The sightings, the destruction of property, the bite in his car. But even if he believed it, it was the general he needed to convince.
This, however, this was only going to serve to prove to the general that he was crazy. The picture, it was useless now, and all evidence now pointed to him being not only completely incompetent, but also reckless and moronic for allowing a damn prop made by a wannabe junkyard artist to fool him like this. What more, when he had spoken to the general over the phone last night, he had lied about a few things, even claiming that he had seen the metal giant himself in order to get the army out here. This not only made him out to be an incompetent fool, but a liar as well.
He tried to say something, anything to not only make sense of this, but to prove that he wasn’t crazy. Words failed him though, which only made him look like an even bigger idiot, and when the general called his name and demanded that he step outside, he felt his stomach drop.
What came next was easily the most humiliating moment of Kent’s life as the general raged at him, shouting so loudly that he was sure that everyone inside the workshop could hear. Kent winced as Rogard screamed how he had wasted time and had cost the army millions of dollars to bring all the soldiers and equipment all the way out here for nothing. And that was only the beginning of the consequences Kent knew he would be facing. There would likely even be criminal charges for the things he had done now that he no longer had the army’s protection. As far as he knew, his life was over.
“You’ll be chief inspector of subway toilets by the time I’m finished with you!” the general shouted as he slipped into an army vehicle, the soldier in the driver’s seat staring with his mouth hanging open at the scolding Kent had received. “Now pack up. I’ll expect you back in Washington to clear out your office.”
Kent’s shoulders sank as the vehicle drove off. All he could do was quietly mumble a defeated, “Yes, sir…”
It was all over. He had lost everything and his life was ruined. He might even be facing jail time for all the money he had cost the army and some of the lies he had told and actions he had taken to get them here. He was disgraced, humiliated, and in more trouble than he had ever thought he would ever find himself in.
How had this happened? Just this morning things had been great. Everything was going his way, better than he had ever expected even. He was about to become a hero and take down a major threat to the nation, if not the world. He was going to get a major promotion and countless honors for his services. And he’d had a hot, passionate woman at his beck and call who he could screw whenever and however he wanted until he decided to stop stringing her along and give the little brat the punishment he deserved for all the misery he had caused him. But now, all that was gone.
He couldn’t help but thinking of the irony here, especially in regards to the boy’s mother. Now that everything had gone to hell, it was actually him, not Annie, who had gotten completely, totally, and utterly screwed.
THE END

(A/N: Well, there's the prologue. Yes, I know it was sort of a recap of what happened in the movie with a few plot points tweaked to make it work, but it was necessary in order to lead into the plot of the game's theme. It still works to fit in with the movie's plot, basically just adding some additional scenes. I always try and make my stories be as canon as possible. As you probably guessed, the story will primarily be taken mostly from Kent's point of view, because, well, that's who you play as in the game. And oh boy, if you thought you hated him from the movie before, just wait until later.)
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