Behemoths [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1

"We're getting off. Move it."

"My legs hurt, I demand a piggy back." I answered pouting at the obese officer whose white blouse was a good two sizes too small and jeans were too skinny for her own good.

"You either get off on your own two feet or I'll be dragging you out by your ears. Choose now cuz I don't got all day." She growled in a deep and angry voice. I could see the frustration rising in her face and decided to be nice and let it go... for now.

"Well okay than I'll be a good boy. Wouldn't want you to be late for your free the nipple meeting now would we?" I said with a smile and stood up. She glanced down and tried to cover her breasts with her jacket in desperation but soon gave up and tried to hurry me out my seat. As soon as we walked off the plane we were greeted with a dozen officers and 3 doctors who were discussing amongst each other some sort of sciency stuff. The obese officer pushed me into a large Jeep and cuffed me to my seat, making sure I had as little space to move and my position of sitting was as awkward as possible- which was very nice of her. Before I was sent away on a plane to paradise, I was put under multiple tests just so they could see what I was capable of, and with the little effort I put in, they seemed pretty shocked- I'm guessing that where ever those results went I would find out soon enough, as I saw the Jeep move in the opposite direction of the tunnel leading to paradise island. During the plane journey I was constantly fiddling with the bandage they applied onto my arm after they finished doing their examinations and what not, and the obese officer would constantly slap my hand and tell me not to touch it.

After 10 minutes I was sitting down cuffed to a cushioned chair in a room surrounded by posters of the human anatomy and accompanied by a skeleton hanging on a stand. I glanced over at the doctor who was sitting 2 metres away from me by a computer and shuffling through his cabinet and looking back every now and again with a plain expression. I straightened my back to get a clearer view and saw a draw full of large metal rings decorated with glistening gems of all colours and remembered "A bracelet thing at the top of his arm with yellow gems or some gay shit." I muttered it under my breath, causing the doctor to turn around and raise a brow at me, before turning back to pull his hand out of the draw, holding a shiny silver bracelet with deep red gems attached. He shuffled his wheely chair towards me and I moved my back away as far as I could before I was leaning against the wall. "Come on, come over here, this won't hurt." He raised his hand slightly in the air to show me closely what it was "This is just a little bracelet we give our patients to be able to identify them easier and know how much caution to take when approaching. If you could just raise your hand to a 90 degree angle that would really help me out." I looked at him and smirked. I wanted to know how much balls this doctor had since he seemed calm like a cucumber. So I tensed my back, letting go of the human form it once had, creeping to form tentacles of lengths that human skin could not stretch to. Calm. From beneath the surface of the skin in each of the 4 tentacles, a hand started to push its way out, causing the flesh to mould around it. Calm. I reached all 4 hands towards the doctor growling at snarling. He reached towards his water bottle when I threw one of my hands in his direction and then pulled away when I missed. The crackling noise it made when it was reforming grew louder and then settled, as the flesh didn't look torn any more. I pulled all 4 hands back this time to throw them at the doctor when- "You need to chill son." He calmly said whilst pouring water over my head. I looked up at him from under my dripping wet hair which now covered half of my face and slowly but angrily breathed out. The skin retracted and screamed when I pulled my back into its original human form. I raised my hand and looked away, pondering why he didn't even flinch. He slipped the bracelet over my hand and removed the bandage to reveal 4 screw like pieces of golden silver metal sticking out of my arm, which I suspected was so that I wouldn't pull it off or break it. He slid it over the screws and the bracelet began to adapt and mould over my skin, screwing itself onto the metal in the process. He examined the bracelet after it was fitted, turning my arm left and right, then shuffled over to his desk to type something up on his keyboard. "So tell me mercury, how many prisons that you've been to were actually decent or good in a way?" He said without bothering to turn around.

"By my standards none doc." I replied whilst examining the shiny new bling I acquired.

"Interesting. I heard that cerulean was meant to be one of the more luxurious ones out there."

"Yeah that's what they say, tell you what Ivy  was better than that dump and it's meant to be the 7th worst in Arlea. There's just a bunch of wimps that will go along with everything the officers there say that's why when the inspectors come round they praise it so much. As you can tell that wasn't the case for me- I told them straight that the place was an unhygienic, rat infested slaughter house. The slightly bigger guys would always beat anyone down to the ground so bad you'd be pulling out beetroots." He slightly chuckled at that and turned around to face me, so I stopped poking the gems on the bracelet.

"I should have introduced my self earlier, I'm Doctor Kostiuk, but you can call me Dr. K. I'll be giving you check ups every month for the first half a year, and then once every 3 months; Although I do visit from time to time and take a stroll around the town."

"Hold on, a town?"

"Well, you'll see what I mean." He Stood up to walk over to me and uncuffed me from the chair, then walked over to the door, with his hands in his pockets. "I'll escort you to the mini van- there won't be any more cuffs from here on out." I looked at him in surprise and jumped from out the chair to hear silent jingles coming from both my feet. I lifted up one foot and glanced at it, turning it left and right, inspecting the similar looking band wrapped around my ankle as the bracelet attached to the top of my arm- But without gems. "Hey doc what's up with the Jingles?" I looked up at him still with one foot in the air and looked back down to carry on inspecting it.

"I'm surprised you managed to hear that, those are just 3 bells attached to each foot that help us know where you are. During the night when it's silent we've had a lot of people sneaking out, and when the bells echo is detected in the street, we can locate them and sort them out. So unless you don't stick to the rules, you'll be fine. Right follow me then." I set my foot down and followed him out the door, greeting the morning sunlight that I wasn't able to enjoy on my plane journey. He led me to a mini van with large windows and loud music bursting out of it, along with 2 chicks in their 20s throwing some dance moves in the front seats. One of them throws their head in my direction while still jazzing out to the music, and as soon as she notices me standing there she throws her hands in the air and pushes them against the glass, trying to shout through the music but sounding muffled and quiet "Blue they're here!" I turn around to try and find the 'they're' since I thought it was just me at that moment, but I saw another guy standing behind me with his knees bent in a 'gangster' type stance. Fucking fantastic.