The Dead Rise as the Hatred Falls (Content Warning)

Posted on Fri Mar 20th, 2020 @ 3:59pm by Lieutenant Martin 'Pharma Bro' Shkreli

Mission: Mission 103: The Rumblings of Discontent
Location: Various Locations - USS Solemn Penance
Timeline: 1830Hrs - August 25th, 2393

Lieutenant Benjamin De-Witt winced as he felt something striking his face, he coughed and saw some of his spittle tinged with blood as a soft peal of laughter could be heard, he blinked as he slowly turned his head, in so far as he could, considering he was lying on a table, he was also tied down with a major sedative which more or less left him awake but in a stunned state.

De-Witt sighed softly. He had been interrogated by Crewman Andrea Walker, she was wearing a black getup including a rather long trenchcoat, with a high collar and splashes of red, she was also wearing black makeup. All of this was designed to highlight her sexuality and her looks.

Walker smiled. "Awww... Benjiee... I am sorry you are having to endure this... but I have to obey my orders.... and the Captain's word... is law, you know what I mean right?" she gave him a sweet innocent smile.

De-Witt knew she was lying through her teeth at him, also that he knew he was awake so he saw no reason to ignore her or make it look like he was asleep. "Mmmm... You're lying..."

Walker's smile suddenly vanished as she drew a blade, she then pressed the tip of the blade against a wound which she had inflicted on him earlier, he groaned softly as she giggled loudly. "Yesss..." she whispered, clearly in a state of ecstasy as she climbed up onto the gurney, De-Witt quickly realized that she was not wearing pants and he knew what was coming.

De-Witt blinked as he could feel his body again, as waves of pain gently descended upon him as Walker mounted him, as he realized that he was also not wearing any pants either as he groaned softly, mostly in disgust as she screamed while she proceeded to begin her rape of De-Witt.

While Walker screamed as she enjoyed the rape, De-Witt swiftly grasped her throat, he growled as he began to strangle her as she plunged her blade into his chest, before ripping out and then stabbing him again and again before he was able to disarm her as he growled ever so softly before he abruptly snapped her nack, killing her and silencing this woman, both at the same time.

Walker slumped forward, still lying atop him before De-Witt pushed her off of him, she landed on the ground in a rather messy heap. De-Witt sighed as he winced as he could feel his strength leaving him. He was dying and he knew it. "Computer... Recognize Benjamin De-Witt... Lock and then seal my personal logs, and flag them for retrieval by security..." he licked his lips wetly as he fought to remain conscious. "The files will be... needed to... look into the... Human Defense League..." he paused. "Authorization... De-Witt... One One Alpha One... Alpha.."

"Authorization accepted, saving and protecting log entries as indicated." the computer answered. "Bypassing isolation firewall." the system added as De-Witt felt blackness overtake him as he gasped his last, he died happy as he knew his revenge would not be long in coming.