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rjay37 · 6 years ago

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So, I did a thing

I wrote a little fanfic. It's my first, so be kind!

Characters based on @e-22912 's very evil Rick and one of the many wonderful versions of Unity.

I'm not very good at titles, suggestions welcome :)

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As your eyes start to adjust to the dim light you realise that you are somewhere you've never been before. A large open room with workbenches running along the walls, three computer monitors at one end casting an eerie blue glow into the dark that illuminates an array of microscopes, tools and other objects that you don't recognise. Hospital? No that doesn't seem right, although you have a headache that feels like it will split your head in two. You try to sit up to get a better look at your surroundings but you can't move. Turning your head to the side you catch sight of yourself in the reflection of the darkened windows running along one of the walls. You see yourself lying on a steel table with leather straps restraining your wrists waist and ankles. A cold trickle of dread cuts through your headache and makes your heart race. Something is very wrong. How did you get here, and where even are you!? Think.

The last thing you remember is being at the bar waiting for your date to arrive. The prick, how dare he stand you up? No. Focus, there are more important issues right now! Think. Remember... You had called your friend to cuss out what's his name for not showing up and to cuss her out even more for trying to set you up with him, then the barman gave you a drink you didn't order. He told you it was from 'that guy'. Turning to look over your shoulder in the direction he was pointing 'that guy' turned out to be a bit creepy looking, older with wild blue hair and that was about all you could make out across the poorly lit bar.

He was sitting alone and lifted his glass to you when he saw you looking over. The thought that sprung to mind was 'dream on', but you were having a shitty night and a free drink is a free drink. You had smiled sweetly in reply before turning back to the bar and downing the drink, then you stood up and left. You remember the light headed feeling of tipsyness hitting you along with the cool night air as you stepped outside, and then... Nothing. Fuck. What had been in that drink!?

Suddenly the room glows green, accompanied by a strange noise behind you. You try to turn your head to see but can't. By the time you look in the reflection of the windows the sound and the green glow have gone, but the blue haired man from the bar is standing behind you. Shit. What does he want!? Is this organ harvesting? Whatever it is, It seems pretty fucking elaborate...

"Good. You're up" he says dispassionately as he strides over to the computers, barely even glancing in your direction. He sits down with his back to you and starts tinkering about with something on the workbench. You don't know whether to scream for help or stay quiet, so you settle for something inbetween. You take a deep breath to try and calm yourself. "What's happening? Who are you?" you manage to get the words out with only a slight edge of fear. "Don-uurp-don't think about it sweetheart, this won't take long" he answered, not even bothering to stop what he was doing.

"What won't take long?" you asked, even though you weren't sure if you wanted to know the answer. He ignored you, or hadn't heard you so you asked again, a little louder "what won't take long!?". He sighed loudly and stood up, walking over to you. "I said don't think about it" he replied as he flicked a switch under the table which turned a bright light on above you, making you scrunch your eyes shut against the harsh light. Opening them again slowly, adjusting to halo of light that now surrounds you, you are finally able to get a proper look at him beyond the few details you had seen in the bar.

Same wild blue hair, styled in spikes that seemed to clash with the rest of his appearance which was quite professional; his tall frame was dressed in grey trousers and a black top with a white lab coat over the top, unbuttoned. Sloppy work clothes? Was it casual fucking Friday at whatever weird facility you had been taken to? Government maybe... You notice he is smirking down at you, apparently amused by the confusion that must be showing on your face. He really doesn't look like a government employee, he has a large scar running from forehead to chin on one side of his face running through a unibrow. An honest-to-God unibrow! But now is not the time for judging personal grooming choices.

Gathering your thoughts you ask "do you work for the government?" he laughs loudly and unexpectedly "the Government wi-uurp-ishes they had me on their team! Now just re-r-relax." as he speaks you notice movement in the shadows behind him. You strain your eyes to see beyond the pool of light and can just about see something dark and glistening, slithering towards you both. The man either doesn't see or doesn't care. "There-th-there's something behind you!" you stutter. A grin spreads across his face from ear to ear "now now" he taunts "that's no way to talk about Unity. She's not something..." he continues as a large slug like parasite creeps it's way up his leg snaking around his torso and settling its head on his shoulder like a beloved pet. "... She's everything" he continues caressing its slick skin affectionately as the creature nuzzles into his neck. What is happening!?

"What do you mean?" you ask, feeling the colour drain from your face. "you'll see" he replies leaning forward and resting both hands on the edge of the table, looming over you. 'Unity' takes the opportunity to snake her way down his arm towards you. With panic setting in you begin to thrash against your restraints. You do not want that thing to touch you. This makes the man laugh again. You have a split second to be pissed off at his amusement before your attention is drawn back to the parasite which is now on the table, crawling up your stomach onto your chest.

You try to stay as still as you can with wide eyes and shallow panicky breaths, you don't want to startle it in case it attacks. It rears up until it is leaning over you. Are you about to die?

The end of its face, if you can even call it a face, peels slowly open like a blooming flower to reveal row upon row of razor sharp teeth, dripping with a yellowish green liquid . Instinct makes you scream. As you open your mouth wide, the parasite on your chest convulses sending a stream of liquid down your throat. Choking, your mind is racing. This must me how it ends for you...then you hear a voice in your head, soothing, echoing 'be calm, be one, be us'. What the fuck!? Closing your eyes tightly you lay more still on the table, trying to process everything. Again, the voice came, 'be calm, be one, be us'. Does it matter anymore? You aren't hurt, it isn't painful, maybe it will all be OK... You lie still as a strange sense of calm washes over you and the voice in your head comes again; 'you are us'.

After a few moments you open your eyes to find the man leaning over you, unibrow furrowed. "Unity?" he asks "yes Rick, its me". It's your voice, from your mouth but they aren't your words, you didn't even know his name before now! His expression changes at your reply, softening. He unfastens your restraints and helps you to sit up. He hugs you hard and you hug him back "I have missed having arms" again, the voice is yours, the words are not. Neither is the desire to hug him.

Jesus, it's like an out of body experience, someone or something else is controlling your thoughts, your body, your voice... You know that it's happening, but your OK with it. You know it isn't right, but at the same time it's perfectly fine. You can't stop it, but you don't really want to either. Drawing back from the hug Rick kisses you lifting you down from edge of the table "I've missed you having lips" he said with a look in his eyes that tightens things low in your body and makes your pulse speed up.

Not wanting him to know the effect he has on you, you walk past him to the workbench and start idly picking up gadgets. "I must say, I'm still a bit surprised at your desire for me to assimilate something so.... Normal." You feel Rick press his body against yours from behind, his arms wrapping around you. " c'mon sweetie, don't be like-uurp-like that, you know its what's on the inside that counts... ' he whispers into your ear, trying to stop the fight before it starts. "... sometimes I just get a bit nostalgic, y'know, like sometimes a few home comforts are nice"

You aren't really upset, but you like how hard he is trying to keep you happy, so you make him try just that little bit harder. "I understand, my mammal, but out of all the creatures in all the universes you choose one like yourself. It is disappointing. I thought you were more creative than this." Rick presses his body harden into yours grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling your head to one side, exposing your neck in a long line. He runs his tongue along the exposed skin." Come here baby, and I'll show you how creative I can be" spinning you round to face him you are rewarded with another kiss, rougher and more intense than before, all tongues and hunger.

He takes a step back from you, his quickened breathing matching your own. "shall we? ' he asks offering you his arm with a dark glint in his eyes full of promises. Grinning back at him, you take his arm and allow him to lead you away into the darkness.

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