"Ring bitch ring," Evie stared at the goddamn phone waiting for it to ring, waiting for that piece of shit Johnny to tell her it was done, that Rory was avenged. Her hand roamed over the curve of her belly as she sprawled in her bed, tapping the edge of her cigarette on the ashtray as the little one inside kicked. "Yeah baby boy, once your Daddy does what the hell he's s'posed to it'll all be right. Ain' nuthin' much your Daddy can do right other then get you inside me but he better damn fuckin' well get this shit right or else I'll be keepin' his cock in a jar like a goddamn keepsake." Her eyes narrowed at the thought, relishing the though of hot blood pouring over her hands as she ripped off the offensive item.
She pushed herself off the bed, the flowered maternity top she wore flowing over her belly, skimming just past her hips. None of her damn pants fit right so she'd just said fuck it and had on a skimpy pair of panties beneath. She made her way to the fridge, peering inside for something to sate the sudden craving she had. "Nothin' dammit... NOTHIN'" The fridge door was slammed shut rocking it against the wall of the doublewide, making a tremor shake the damn house. "DAMMIT! Why is there no fuckin' meat in here!" Snarling as she stalked to the door of the trailer, slamming it open to make her way down the steps, bare feet sinking into the dirt of the path to her trailer. Her head tipped up, sniffing the air as narrowed eyes searcher over the trailer park. Someone had better have something to damn eat for their Queen of she was going to be taking it from their hides.... literally.
The sound of a truck rolling into the park had her attention shifting, hazel eyes brightening at the sound. "That better be that goddamn no-account Daddy of yours." Yes, she talked to the damn baby on a regular basis, had to train 'em right from the even before they were born or fuck knows how they'd turn out. The scent of blood preceded them as they got out of the truck, tiger blood... her tigers' blood. "You better have good fuckin' news for me." She was already fired up, cooling her off was going to take more talent then he probably had.
“Just shut your fuckin’ mouth. When we get there you can shift.”
The truck ride back to the bayou was not a pleasant one. Ruby Lee was bleeding everywhere and tearing at his bullet wound with his nails like he thought he could pull the bullet out with his fingers. Johnny had a monster of an ache in his head and he was tempted just to kill Ruby and shove him out of the truck, but he knew they’d need all the cannon fodder they could get if shit went sideways. Pulling up the dirt tract that ran through the bayou and towards their trailer park community he slowed until he saw Evie standing dead center in the road in nothing but a shirt and her underwear.
“God damn it.” Parking the truck he climbed out and left Ruby Lee to deal with how to get himself out. The man was making all sorts of yowling noises as he spilled from the truck and moved towards their Queen on all fours practically begging her to shift him. Johnny’s handsome face was set in a scowl of anger as she shouted at him and the other tigers of the bayou looked through pulled window curtains at this current drama. “Bitch I told you to stay in the house. D’you leave Rosie alone in there?”
Ignoring her question he asked one of his own. Not that he expected her to answer. When Evie clawed at his face he felt the sting of his flesh tearing and the smell of his own blood running down his cheek. One hand went to cover that wounded cheek and his other hand raised up and slapped the bitch clean across her face. He didn’t shift, and the slap was more as a lesson than anything else. Johnny wouldn’t do anything to damage that child she carried, a child that had made him Khan.
“Fuck woman. I told you this was a bad idea. That cop bitch had rats guarding her place. The other tigers are dead and those rats are madder than shit. You listenin’ to me woman! I don’t give a piss about your precious Rory anymore. We gotta move stakes before those rats come looking for us.”
Johnny didn’t like to run, but he also hadn’t liked the feel of that Rat King who had put out a war cry to them. It left him feeling uncertain which wasn’t something he was used to. All he’d wanted was to be King, to be free to breed as any tiger should be. And now he was in a heap of shit cause his mother was fucking crazy and couldn’t let go of her grudge. Getting closer to Evie he seethed down at her and their energy combined in a wave of pure firey heat that made Ruby Lee shift at their feet into his tiger form.
“It’s no good Evie, ya gotta give this up or you’re gonna get us all killed. Ya hear.”
"Rosie ain't worth the damn pot she pisses in!" Even with a rounded belly of the baby within her every movement she made reeked with sensual grace, stalking towards the baby Daddy with a snarl. Her hand rose, slashing across his cheek and leaving furrows of blood through his skin. "I told you ---." Her words were cut of as he replied with a smack of his own, making her head rock back and her power spill from her fury. She kicked out at Ruby Lee sending him sprawled over the dirt with a yowl of pain as the energy between her and Johnny roared to explosive heights.
"I don't give a goddamn what you think," she hissed at him as he stepped closer to glare down at her. "That bitch is gonna feel the same pain I did, that runt of hers needs to be skinned and left in front of her bed like a goddamn rug." Just the thought of it was making her hungry and her hand lifted to lick the his blood as it stained her fingers.
"you a damn fuckin' coward too Johnny? You think you'll be Khan when you're afraid of a bunch of damn rats. They ain' even worth a meal and here you are ready to turn tail and run." Hissed words mocked him as she licked at his blood on her fingers again, "You might fuck good but you still ain' worth a goddamn are ya Johnny. I can already tell this baby boy of yours is a million times his Daddy's worth and he ain' even here yet."
She raised her voice as she took a step back from him, challenge clear in her eyes, "Ya hear that? Johnny's too much of a coward to deal with a human child and a bunch of damn rats." Someone was gonna make that runt a rug for her and if it wasn't Johnny it'd be someone else and to hell with the damn rats.
Hissing as his lips peeled back to bare his teeth Johnny spat at the dust at Evie's feet. She pissed him off right proper and she knew it, but they both also knew that in the end he would do what she wanted. That was their way. Evie was the Queen of their clan and she was a breeding Queen fat with a child in her belly; any tiger that really stood againts her would have to fight the very fabric of his inherited being to do so. So no matter how much Johnny didn't want this war, no matter how much he thought they should make tracks and live to fight another day, he knew that in the end she would get the answer that she wanted.
"Million times his Daddy's worth eh? And you wanna risk that for some stupid cops kid and some rats huh?"
As Evie backed up and began speaking loudly to the Horde his eyes narrowed to angry red points of light. He knew damn well what she was doing and it made him want to slap the shit out of her, maybe hard enough to slap some sense into her, but he couldn't risk hurting the baby. Moving in closer he grasped at her upper arms with his hands and held on hard enough for it to bruise her milky white skin. This close he could feel her swollen belly pressing against him as he leaned his head down and snarled in her face.
"Alright Momma, have it your way. Send the scouts to find where the cops are keeping the bitch and her runt in hiding. Then we'll go in guns blazing and bring that whelps body back to you so he can feed my baby in your stomach."
"Well Mojo, looks like rat'll be on de menya." red stained lips pull back into a black toothed smile as the he tossed the loungin gator a squealing piglet from the small pen kept behind the trailer. With the snap of her great jaws, Mojo caught the offering, pullin back into the murky pit she'd been raised in. His eyes watched the show with sadistic glee imagining the piglets thoughts as Mojo took it down for the death roll. Tonsel, tongue, and throat convulse as he lobs a dip flavored loogey into the grass before disappearing into his trailer.
"Bitch and her brat gunna bleed all." hard to tell who he meant as the door clanged behind him. Reaching within his torn black jeans to scratch an itch, Gary Lee shook his head in disgust. With Joe dead, ol' Gary Lee'd moved up a rung on the clan Heiarchy. Just two to go and there'd really be a hot time in the trailer park. "Bitch be da Queen, but if all go well dis heer clan be unda new management."
Keeping the heretical words, though Gary'd never know what that meant, to himself. The male walked a small circle around his lazy boy before takin a seat and flippin on the t.v. The screen flickering to some crackpot talkin about "Ancient Astronauts". Situated at the farthest edge of the park, Gary Lee only left for three things; pussy, his sister, or food and usually in that exact order.
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-- Edited by GARY LEE on Wednesday 14th of December 2011 07:03:16 PM
Her breath caught when he crossed the distance to her, hands grasping at her arms and yanking her close against him. Even with the baby in her belly the vicious strength of him had her getting all hot and bothered and rather then fighting out of his grip she moved in sinuous squirm against him. She rose up as he leaned down, welcoming his snarl by snatching his lower lip between her teeth with a vicious little tug, enough to draw blood before tongue swept over captive flesh savoring the taste of him for a moment.
"That's my boy."
The sound that rumbled form her was a mix between growl and purr, cut off as the baby within kicked with enough of an impact that Johnny could feel from where she was pressed against him.
When his hands loosened, she twisted away from him, hands smoothing over the rounded curve of her belly, caressing the baby within. "That's it baby. That little bitch's runt is gonna be your baby blanket. What do you think about that?" She cooed softly, all thoughts of Johnny forgotten as she headed back towards the trailer door. She was still hungry and the taste of Johnny's blood just teased her into wanting something more.
Her voice was raised, eyes flashing with vicious delight as they swept around her, focusing on the eyes peeking from the curtains around her. She knew they were watching, could feel them, they were hers and they knew it, "Ya'll hear that? Get your lazy asses into town and find where the bitch is hiding. Find her then get back word back here. Fuck the cops, fuck the rats. People thought Katrina was bad."
When there wasn't enough movement in response to her orders, her power rolled out in sudden fury, matching her snarl, "NOW!"
At the sudden clatter and rustle of movement she turned back to the house, "Rosie, you worthless bitch, you better have somethin' to eat in there."
Calling ahead in warning as she started up the steps, one hand cradling her belly, the other yanking the door open.
She paused for a moment, glancing back over her shoulder, "Don't fuck up Johnny. Ya ain' got but so many lives."
Lola would be pulling clothes off the make shift clothes line which would be a tree branch. Then her head would turn and tilt listening to Evie and Johnny bitching about a human boy that johnny couldn't get a hold of to kill for the Queen. Then slowly making her way around the trailer after pulling the last stain an torn shift off the clothes line tossing it into the broken dirty basket. That women was going to pop that baby out in the spot if she didn't keep herself calm and stop stressing like she was. Grumbling to her brothers as she tossed her basket into the trailer. " That baby going to pop out like nothing if that women keeps stressing like she is. "
Then she would heard the order be growl out by Evie that she wanted to know the location of the women. Then feeling the roll of power when no one moved. That was when pushed and shove some as her three brothers and Uncle hop to the order of the Queen. Jumping into the beat up ford trunk before spinning wheels as dust billow from the tires. And off they when along with others. Slowly she would make her way over to Mama Rosa to talk to her .
"Aw'hell" came the mutters of Gary Lee hearing Evie rally the troops. "Bitch gon' get us all killed wi' tha' shit."
Slamming the footrest down hard enough to break it and bend the bars he shot up to his feet, jerking up his zipper and padding barefoot across the trailer. Right hand snatched up his pack of Pall Malls as the left sparked to life, feeling the strength of the Red lineage in his veins as he stepped out into the yard.
With a sneer he watched the clan scramble like chickens before a pack of foxes. Not ol' Gary he walked the distance up the park. Leather tough bare feet hardly notice pebbles and other objects he didn't give two squirts about. Smoke dangling from his lip eyes kept bouncin round at the other tigers. She may throw'm for a beatin, but someone needed to knock sense into 'Queen' Evie.
"Evie!" He bellowed out, feelin the roll of her power across the park. His own rose up and answered it. Steps turned towards Rosies.
'Bout damn time somone in this clan did what the fuck she told them to. Hearing trucks starting up and rushing feet as some of the men responded to her bellowed command. Gary Lee's bellow had her eyes narrowing, turning to face him as he made his way towards her.
"Why the fuck ain' you movin' with rest of them Gary Lee?" The words snarled as she looked at the waste of space he was. She didn't have time for him and his bullshit. She wanted the human bitch and her runt dead before this baby came along. Hand smoothed over her belly feeling the little one inside kicking.
Mama Rosa would be sitting in a old beat up lawn chair. Bare feet sitting up on a ice chest. Before giving a good smack to one of the men ass when they ran by to go and hunt this human boy down and the mother. A cig would be snub out in a ashtray sitting on the arm of the chair she was sitting in . Golden eyes would watch as Lola came over toward her. " Dear why don't you talk to that woman. she going to get all are young men killed and I won't have someone keeping my bed warm at night. "
Lola would give a shake of her head at Mama Rosa. " Mama..you know that women isn't going to listen to anyone ..and you know very well that you aren't going to have anyone in your bed tonight. No one is..until this boy is dead .."
" Well I don't give a knack what she wants she going to kill are men which we need and I'm not going to have her kill them all just because she can't leave some human boy alone..." Some more under her breath grumbles as knocks her ashtray over and stood up to make her way into her trailer.
Lola would make her way away from Mama Rosa trailer toward the trailer the red queen when into to maybe try and talk some sense in to her...but knew it wasn't going to work.
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'Bout damn time somone in this clan did what the fuck she told them to. Hearing trucks starting up and rushing feet as some of the men responded to her bellowed command. Gary Lee's bellow had her eyes narrowing, turning to face him as he made his way towards her.
"Why the fuck ain' you movin' with rest of them Gary Lee?" The words snarled as she looked at the waste of space he was. She didn't have time for him and his bullshit. She wanted the human bitch and her runt dead before this baby came along. Hand smoothed over her belly feeling the little one inside kicking.
"Cause I ain't runnin off half-mast like the rest'f'dem idjits! Yer riskin all our hides over one bitch and her mewlin' whelp. Ya dun said 'fuck the cops, fuck the rats'. Now I'm gun ask you. Is that bitches blood worth our hides? We don' know what friends da rats got." Ol' Gary Lee remembered the time before Evie were Queen, when she had more sense!
- Since arguing among themselves wasn't gonna get a SL played out...-
-From the metal sided trailers and sports utility vehicles the members of the Clan began to emerge. They had all been listening as their Queen fought with their new Khan, entertained by the oddity of it. But when a Queen gave a call to action it would be considered an act of treason to refuse her. They were tigers for Gods sake, not like other shifters, the power and call of a Queen was sacred. They were matriarchal creatures genetically encoded to follow their Queen. Inbred and backwoods as they were they still had that inherent trait of all the born tigers.-
"Weeehooo, we're gonna strip that little brat right out of his skin."
-Reggie Mac and Barbara Lou herded a few of the boys into the back of a pick up before heading out. The truck tires spit up dirt everywhere as they peeled out of the trailer park and headed into town. With the scouts on the way to track down the girl and the boy, the others waited for more orders from their Queen. Were they to be on offense or defense? Whatever word she gave they would follow.-
- If she wanted them to hunt down the rats before the rats hunted them then so be it. The city could run red with blood and flames if their Queen wished it so. Rowdy and dirty they were ready to go to war. Such was the devotion of the red tigers for their Queen.-
