Progeny

Chapter 10

After the sun set the next night, Brooklyn roared as his stone skin came off, but he found he couldn't move his limbs or his body very much. His eyes flared white in anger. He struggled in his metal bonds. He was laying on a big table that did allow his wings to spread out at the least.

His arms were strapped down at his sides; his legs tied down, and so was his tail. Brooklyn tried to struggle. He looked down at his stomach for a moment and saw that it was still swollen.

It took some moments before he calmed down and tried to steady his breathing. "Where am I?" he asked in curiosity and fear. He feared the very worst of what the person in charge wanted from him. The swelling made it obvious.

Then, he heard a door unlock from above, and he saw a man make his way down some stairs.

"Hello there, Red. I suppose you're wanting to know why you are here?" the man asked.

"What do you want with me?!" Brooklyn exclaimed angrily.

"What I want most from you is to have you as my trophy, but I also want what you carry inside of you." Vincent pointed to his belly.

Brooklyn's eyes widened. "NO! I won't let you do this! Let me go!" he demanded. He began to struggle.

"You won't get loose. Not unless you're released from those shackles."

Brooklyn stopped for the moment. "What are you planning to do to me?" he asked. His heart was pounding in his ears it felt like. His breathing was heavy. Fear was setting in, but he was trying not to show it.

"You might want to calm down, Red. It's not good for you to be stressed in your condition." Vincent stated.

"Stressed? You kidnapped me! What makes you think I wouldn't be stressed?! Let me go!" Brooklyn demanded angrily, pulling at his bonds.

"Now we wouldn't want harm to come to the little baby inside you, would we?" Vincent warned him.

Brooklyn's eyes lit up. "NO! I won't let you harm my baby! If anything happens to it, I swear I'll kill you!" he threatened the man.

"You're in no condition to be threatening me. You and your baby are my property now. But I do promise this, I swear no harm to befall it. When it's born, it will be my prize." Vincent exclaimed.

"I'm not anyone's property, nor is my baby! My baby belongs to me, and me only!" Brooklyn gave him a glare.

"You don't get it, do you? It was I, and my team that got you pregnant in the first place!"

Brooklyn's expression softened. "What? Why?"

"Being members of the P.I.T. crew, and after how we saw that there was such a small number of you, and since you were the only one of your kind among your clan, I thought of giving you something of your own to continue your bloodline. You can call me Vincent." the man explained. "I know my actions are making you mad, but I had to bring you here, for your own good. What's your name, Red?"

"Brooklyn. If you mean me no harm, then let me go." Brooklyn ordered.

"Not before I can get a look at the fetus." Vincent declared.

A machine was rolled into the room. Brooklyn began to struggle again. He didn't want this kidnapper to see his baby. "This won't hurt, Brooklyn. Now just hold still." Vincent declared.

With being tied down as good as he was in the bonds, there was nothing he could do to protect his vulnerable stomach at the moment.

"Hold still now." Vincent ordered.

"This is only a privilege for me and my clan to see the baby. You don't deserve to see it." Brooklyn made it clear in his words.

"I'm afraid I'll do whatever I want. If you don't cooperate, I'll be forced to take drastic actions."