G/T Adventures

Stacey Pt. 2

The giantess shifted where she lay on the cold cement floor, the shackles around her writs restricting her movement. She was only half awake, voices shouting angrily behind her.

Slowly she began to sit up, hissing in pain as the metal dug deeper into arms and spilled a few drops of blood onto the floor. Now, in front of her, Harrison was bent over on his knees with a few other white-coated men around him.

"Harrison? What's going on?" Stacey muttered groggily, her sea green eyes scanning the furious faces of the other scientists.

"You think ruining our work is funny?" One spat bitterly, gripping Harrison's hair and yanking his head upright as the other dealt a harsh blow to his face.

Stacey's eyes widened and she struggled against the metal collar and chains. What were they doing? Small spots of blood spattered from Harrison's nose and ran down his lip. "Leave him alone."

The man holding Harrison's head upright glared at Stacey before smirking. He pulled a gun from his belt and aimed it at her little lovers head.

"No!" Stacey fought harder, the metal groaning under the pressure.

Harrison lifted his head and met her eyes, his heart shattering at the fear and sadness he could see in them. "Th-They found me out. I'm sorry. B-But I'll get you out of here, I-I-"

"Shut it!" The other scientist slammed his fist again into Harrison's face, knocking him over onto his side.

Harrison coughed and spat blood onto the floor, pushing himself up as a barrel of a pistol pressed against his temple. He could hear the groaning of the chains and a small smile crossed his face. That was it.

Stacey could feel tears welling in her eyes. Her hatred for those men burned brighter than it ever had before. Harrison was the only one ever to care for her in this place. He's loved her. Helped her.

She glared at the one with the gun, her heart hammering against her chest. She pulled harder on the chain. Adrenaline coursed through her. At last, after so many weeks of trying, the cement wall gave way and released her with an ear-shattering crash.

Cement pieces flew everywhere, and now her hands were free enough to move. Her dark hair partially hid her face as she lunged forward.

Harrison gasped and cowered under the immense body that moved so fast it could have been flying over the top of him. He waited for an impact, but the only thing he felt ended up being wet spatters covering his arms and face.

Slowly opening his eyes, he found Stacey crouched over him, her fist right next to him with blood oozing between her fingers.

He stumbled backward, eyes widening as he scooted away from her across the floor. "Y-You killed them!"

Stacey looked toward him, breathing heavily and she looked at her hand, opening her fingers and staring at the blood coating her palm. "I-I did," she laughed, "I did!"

Harrison continued to stare as she cackled, doubled over on her knees. Tears dripped down her face, mixing with the blood on the floor. There was fear pumping through him. The only Stacey he'd seen was the one that was always so gentle with him. 

However, this Stacey protected him. Saved his life by killing two other men. "W-We need to go before the others come." 

He pulled keys from his pocket and undid the shackles around her wrists. The metal collar would have to stay for now.

Stacey's bloody hands lifted him from the ground, cupping him against her chest as she broke through the already damaged walls of the building. She ran as fast as she could, ignoring horrified screams of people in the small town. 

Harrison ignored the blood coating his white coat and grasped the worn shirt Stacey was wearing, He leaned into her soft body. It was done. She was free. Now all he had to do was protect her and ensure no one captured her again.