08-05-2008, 04:11 AM
(part 5) Payback's a... written by Nerveexplosion
2 years after the incident at West Point she stopped going to her psychologist. Valerie felt that she had had enough of the psychobabble bulls**t and was ready to go on with her life. She moved back to her home town and became a guidance counselor at the local highschool, since psychology was what she had leaned at West Point she figured she might as well put it so some use. She was liked by all the kids in the highschool especially the guys. At 25 she was still just as beautiful as she had been when she was 17, only difference was that you could sense something dark about her in her eyes. Like you could tell she was hiding something.........
She always stayed late at the end of every school day always in front of her computer. Some times she would stay till later than 4 hours after closing on the computer. Finally with just a few days of school left she found what she was looking for. She waited until the school year was through before she set out to finish what they had started 2 years ago. What she was looking for all those nights on the Internet was an address, and now she was on her way there.
It was 2am when she left her apartment. She was wearing a black skintight body suit with black shoes and a black ski mask. (She looked DAMN good in that outfit too if you remember the 5'9 35c 25 34 figure) She drove for an hour and a half before reaching her destination, an old farm with 2 cars parked out in the back. She parked her car by the woods and trekked the rest of the way to the farm. She hopped the fence and ran by the barn, she was nearing the house when she heard a dog growl. Immediately she spotted it and threw a dart at it nailing it "nigh night now" she whispered as the dog slumped to the ground. She crawled over the dog and finally made it to the kitchen window. She checked it ...locked.
But she had been prepared for this... she pulled out a bb gun she had with her pumped it a few times and shot a small hole in the window then, with a hanger, unlocked it and hopped in. She could hear feint noise coming from one of the rooms. She barged in and saw a man of medium build on the coach dozing off watching TV. "What the F**K!" he barked noticing her presence in the room. "I'm gonna finish what you started 2 years ago." "The hell are you tauuuugh!!" she didn't let him finish his sentence as she kicked him right on the side of the head. He fell of the coach and rolled over unto his back. She jumped in the air and shrieked like a banshee from hell as she came down with a hard elbow to his chest. He was winded and stunned so she took advantage by straddling him and proceeding to pound his face in. YOUR GONNA PAY!! Thud DIE!! thud DIE!! thud DIE! thud DIE! crack. Then just as she was about to finish him off, just when she thought he was through, just as that last fist was gonna connect.....
he caught it in his. He brought he towards him by pulling on her arm and then threw a haymaker of his own. He repeated the move twice before he threw her off of him. She got up quicker than him but he was ready for the axe kick that was coming towards his head. He blocked it with his forearm and then nailed her in the crotch with is free hand. AAAAAEEEEEEIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!! She screamed as she doubled over. "I've only just begun" he mocked as he threw a deadly back handed fist against the side of her head. Stunned she wasn't prepared when he reached for her mask and managed to get it off. He grabbed her by the hair and slammed her against the wall hitting the back of her head. She stood there stunned as he delivered a powerful punch to her six pack abs oooooof she grunted slightly winded. To her surprise it wasn't that strong a punch.....then he switched hands, that last punch had been with his left, he was a righty.
So he steadied her while he grabbed her hair with his left and then sent another punch right in the middle of her stomach. Aaauuuuugh! A little more air escaped her lips as the fist bounced off of her abs. Again he sent a right hand towards her, this time right at the navel. AUUUUGHHH!! This one got through her defenses and battered her intestines, he let go of her hair and she instantly doubled over holding her stomach. "Such as pretty face, to bad I have to f**k it UP!" putting an exclamation mark on the fist he sent crashing to her face knocking her to the floor. She started getting up but by the time she got on all fours he sent a kick that would have launched a football 80 yards right into her stomach connecting right in the middle of her now weakened six pack.
All that was herd was the thud of his boot meeting her body as the only sound she made was that of the air being expelled from her body. "Not again..." she thought with dread as she dry heaved on the floor her arms wrapped around her sides. He lifted her up by the hair and half carried her to the wall. She could barely stand and was pitching forward when he brought a vicious knee from her belly button to her sternum. Air and spit flew out of her mouth, AAAAAAAUUUUGGHH!! She fell forward leaning against him for support a small tricked of drool running from her lip to his shoulder, and then they both fell to the floor. She forced the man off of her and crawled closer to the kitchen, she tried to stand but fell to back down winded and exhausted. A pool of blood was spreading as the man writhing on the ground clutching at his throat continued to bleed. While she had her arms wrapped around her stomach on the floor she had managed to get her k-bar out of its sheath. So as she leaned on him for support she wrapped her arms around his throat and slit. "1 down 4 to go" she thought to her self as she staggered out of the house holding her battered gut. West Point hadn't made them pay but she would'
2 years after the incident at West Point she stopped going to her psychologist. Valerie felt that she had had enough of the psychobabble bulls**t and was ready to go on with her life. She moved back to her home town and became a guidance counselor at the local highschool, since psychology was what she had leaned at West Point she figured she might as well put it so some use. She was liked by all the kids in the highschool especially the guys. At 25 she was still just as beautiful as she had been when she was 17, only difference was that you could sense something dark about her in her eyes. Like you could tell she was hiding something.........
She always stayed late at the end of every school day always in front of her computer. Some times she would stay till later than 4 hours after closing on the computer. Finally with just a few days of school left she found what she was looking for. She waited until the school year was through before she set out to finish what they had started 2 years ago. What she was looking for all those nights on the Internet was an address, and now she was on her way there.
It was 2am when she left her apartment. She was wearing a black skintight body suit with black shoes and a black ski mask. (She looked DAMN good in that outfit too if you remember the 5'9 35c 25 34 figure) She drove for an hour and a half before reaching her destination, an old farm with 2 cars parked out in the back. She parked her car by the woods and trekked the rest of the way to the farm. She hopped the fence and ran by the barn, she was nearing the house when she heard a dog growl. Immediately she spotted it and threw a dart at it nailing it "nigh night now" she whispered as the dog slumped to the ground. She crawled over the dog and finally made it to the kitchen window. She checked it ...locked.
But she had been prepared for this... she pulled out a bb gun she had with her pumped it a few times and shot a small hole in the window then, with a hanger, unlocked it and hopped in. She could hear feint noise coming from one of the rooms. She barged in and saw a man of medium build on the coach dozing off watching TV. "What the F**K!" he barked noticing her presence in the room. "I'm gonna finish what you started 2 years ago." "The hell are you tauuuugh!!" she didn't let him finish his sentence as she kicked him right on the side of the head. He fell of the coach and rolled over unto his back. She jumped in the air and shrieked like a banshee from hell as she came down with a hard elbow to his chest. He was winded and stunned so she took advantage by straddling him and proceeding to pound his face in. YOUR GONNA PAY!! Thud DIE!! thud DIE!! thud DIE! thud DIE! crack. Then just as she was about to finish him off, just when she thought he was through, just as that last fist was gonna connect.....
he caught it in his. He brought he towards him by pulling on her arm and then threw a haymaker of his own. He repeated the move twice before he threw her off of him. She got up quicker than him but he was ready for the axe kick that was coming towards his head. He blocked it with his forearm and then nailed her in the crotch with is free hand. AAAAAEEEEEEIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!! She screamed as she doubled over. "I've only just begun" he mocked as he threw a deadly back handed fist against the side of her head. Stunned she wasn't prepared when he reached for her mask and managed to get it off. He grabbed her by the hair and slammed her against the wall hitting the back of her head. She stood there stunned as he delivered a powerful punch to her six pack abs oooooof she grunted slightly winded. To her surprise it wasn't that strong a punch.....then he switched hands, that last punch had been with his left, he was a righty.
So he steadied her while he grabbed her hair with his left and then sent another punch right in the middle of her stomach. Aaauuuuugh! A little more air escaped her lips as the fist bounced off of her abs. Again he sent a right hand towards her, this time right at the navel. AUUUUGHHH!! This one got through her defenses and battered her intestines, he let go of her hair and she instantly doubled over holding her stomach. "Such as pretty face, to bad I have to f**k it UP!" putting an exclamation mark on the fist he sent crashing to her face knocking her to the floor. She started getting up but by the time she got on all fours he sent a kick that would have launched a football 80 yards right into her stomach connecting right in the middle of her now weakened six pack.
All that was herd was the thud of his boot meeting her body as the only sound she made was that of the air being expelled from her body. "Not again..." she thought with dread as she dry heaved on the floor her arms wrapped around her sides. He lifted her up by the hair and half carried her to the wall. She could barely stand and was pitching forward when he brought a vicious knee from her belly button to her sternum. Air and spit flew out of her mouth, AAAAAAAUUUUGGHH!! She fell forward leaning against him for support a small tricked of drool running from her lip to his shoulder, and then they both fell to the floor. She forced the man off of her and crawled closer to the kitchen, she tried to stand but fell to back down winded and exhausted. A pool of blood was spreading as the man writhing on the ground clutching at his throat continued to bleed. While she had her arms wrapped around her stomach on the floor she had managed to get her k-bar out of its sheath. So as she leaned on him for support she wrapped her arms around his throat and slit. "1 down 4 to go" she thought to her self as she staggered out of the house holding her battered gut. West Point hadn't made them pay but she would'