Death Stranding: Higgs

Extras: Darker Timeline

(Note: this will contain unused ideas that I had but couldn't figure out how to put into the story. That, or it is scenarios that would happen if Sam and Higgs never fell in love. This will contain some foul language and a sense of hopelessness.)

(Scenario #1: Hunted. Higgs is hunted down by an aggressive/perverted version of Sam. Forced sexual tension ahead. You have been warned.)

I never viewed running for my life to be fun. Then again, being chased by the crazed leader of the Homo Demens while the man is wielding an electric spear is not something I thought I'd be doing.
Gasping for breath, I nearly trip on a rock and stumble. I was on my first delivery and Bridges hadn't given me a BB yet. Maybe that was for the best, given the current situation.

Not watching my step, my foot hits a loose patch of dirt and I feel something snap in my ankle. With a scream, I tumble to the grass, my foot at a jagged angle. I hear Sam catch up quickly, his brown hair a mess and blue eyes bloodshot. "Oh...what's this?" Sam taunts in a crazed tone. "Did my little Porter break his ankle?" He kneels down as I glare at him. I don't answer. Sam laughs, reaching down to touch my cheek as he places his knees on either side of my pelvis. I force my gaze up at him, trying to ignore the very animalistic position he's forcing me in.

"You gonna cry?" He sneers, lowering his face so his breath hits my cheek. Just to mess with me, I feel his tongue lick my cheek near my lips. I resist the urge to shove him off, knowing he would just harm me if I tried. "Weak little Porter. But you're my little Porter...." He whispers. "Why don't you say something? It could be anything."
"Why did you target me?" I choke out.
He laughs, his breath smelling faintly like alcohol.

"Why did I chase after you?" He grins, running a hand over my Porter uniform down my side and gripping my pelvis. "Because you interest me. Not romantically, of course. More like...." he trails off, allowing me to finish his sentence.
"Like some pervert?" I spat. "Some twisted freak who wants to grope me when I'm at my weakest point?"
"Ooo..." He licks his lips. "You're a little too on the nose there, Porter." His smile doesn't fade as he gets too close for comfort and forces his lips on mine.

I slump down in defeat and let him do whatever he wants. He breaks the lustful kiss, looking annoyed. "Why don't you kiss me back, my pet? C'mon..." his lips lower to my ear. "You know you want to...." I gasp as he licks my earlobe. My ankle sends a wave of pain as I try to get out of his grip.
"Oh, no, no, no," He pins me down by the throat, effectively choking me. "I can't have my little bird flutter away with a broken wing!"
Stars dance in my vision as oxygen is cut off to my brain.

I weakly grab at his arm, my sight fading in and out. Right as it feels like I'll pass out, Sam releases his grip. I gasp, coughing. "I'm not gonna kill ya. No, that would take the fun away from me, and I don't want that." Taking in lungfuls of air, I tremble under him. Here is the most feared man known in the UCA and he's targeting me. Choking me. What did I do to deserve this?

Sam's smile fades and he looks somewhat concerned. "Oh," he tilts his head. "Did I play with you a little too rough? Aw, don't cry..." He croons in a forced, sympathetic tone. "I don't want you trembling like a leaf in a storm. C'mon now, my Porter....You're hurt from that fall. Let me take you to my camp and...fix you..." His hands let go of my waist and slither up my body to grip my chest, pulling me up by the collar.

I'm forced onto my good leg, my injured one hanging limply. Without warning, he lifts me up bridal style and I hear my twisted ankle crack from the sudden motion. I scream in pain, feeling my leg go numb as a last resort to take away the sharp pain.
"It'll be all right." Sam croons, grinning like a madman. I don't fight him as he carries me back to his camp. "I'll take good care of you..." He kisses my forehead sweetly. "I promise..."
(P.s: Would you guys want me to make this part a full separate story? I'm having too much fun writing Sam being a dick.)