Chapter One: Yesterday and Today
“Another day just like yesterday.” I mumbled as stuck my toothbrush in between my dry jaws.
As I brushed my teeth, the doorbell rang. Who could it be this early in the morning? No way could there be a surprise visit from my girlfriend or anybody. I was a single man working in a big city where my family had died. With a step to the side and a turn, I reached the door of my tiny one-room apartment. Peeping through the eyehole, I saw two man in black suit with shades.
They looked just like they came out of the Men in Black movie. Well, they could be here to ask about the alien attack last night. Since last year, there were something known as super heroes who appeared, and they fought against the aliens from …show more content…
Panicked, I tried to apologise, but two of them grabbed one of my arms each and dragged me out of my flat in my crumpled white T-shirt and stripped boxer shorts. I tried to protest verbally as I doubted that dropping a speck of toothpaste form onto a government official shoes was a crime. However, I could only mumble a string of incoherent words as I tried to stop my toothbrush from falling out of my mouth. I do not want to dirty something I put in my mouth every day.
I struggled as we headed into my apartment, but two trained agents were stronger than one average chubby dude who went to the gym only when he liked. Soon, I was pinned onto my bed. I had never thought I would be in this position on my bed with two other men. A cloth bag was forced over my head, and I felt a strong grip on my arm, before a needle stabbed into my forearm. Before I could make any move, I felt my toothbrush falling off my mouth as my body went numb and I lost consciousness. Unlike the agents, the people from the government whom I had met were hardly this efficient at their …show more content…
Is this heaven? Or am I more suited for Hell?
“Welcome to the base of The Response Against Super Heroes International Team. We are also known as T.R.A.S.H.I.T. But people call us T.R.A.S.H.” As my eyes adapted to the light in the room, a woman in her early 30s wearing a white top and black skirt stared into my eyes.
“Oh if you are the trash, I am the bin,” I mumbled as I still felt the effects of the injection. “You can be inside me.”
“This is a rather disappointing sight of a top soldier from our small island country where we put in so much resources in each of them,” the woman said as she pushed her fringe to the back of her ears, and she repositioned herself by resting both her arms on my forearms as they were cable-tied on the cold metal chair.
“There is a reason why I am let go from the Special Squad of Soldiers, Madam,” I replied as I looked at the clock to find out that I was only out for three
“Another day just like yesterday.” I mumbled as stuck my toothbrush in between my dry jaws.
As I brushed my teeth, the doorbell rang. Who could it be this early in the morning? No way could there be a surprise visit from my girlfriend or anybody. I was a single man working in a big city where my family had died. With a step to the side and a turn, I reached the door of my tiny one-room apartment. Peeping through the eyehole, I saw two man in black suit with shades.
They looked just like they came out of the Men in Black movie. Well, they could be here to ask about the alien attack last night. Since last year, there were something known as super heroes who appeared, and they fought against the aliens from …show more content…
Panicked, I tried to apologise, but two of them grabbed one of my arms each and dragged me out of my flat in my crumpled white T-shirt and stripped boxer shorts. I tried to protest verbally as I doubted that dropping a speck of toothpaste form onto a government official shoes was a crime. However, I could only mumble a string of incoherent words as I tried to stop my toothbrush from falling out of my mouth. I do not want to dirty something I put in my mouth every day.
I struggled as we headed into my apartment, but two trained agents were stronger than one average chubby dude who went to the gym only when he liked. Soon, I was pinned onto my bed. I had never thought I would be in this position on my bed with two other men. A cloth bag was forced over my head, and I felt a strong grip on my arm, before a needle stabbed into my forearm. Before I could make any move, I felt my toothbrush falling off my mouth as my body went numb and I lost consciousness. Unlike the agents, the people from the government whom I had met were hardly this efficient at their …show more content…
Is this heaven? Or am I more suited for Hell?
“Welcome to the base of The Response Against Super Heroes International Team. We are also known as T.R.A.S.H.I.T. But people call us T.R.A.S.H.” As my eyes adapted to the light in the room, a woman in her early 30s wearing a white top and black skirt stared into my eyes.
“Oh if you are the trash, I am the bin,” I mumbled as I still felt the effects of the injection. “You can be inside me.”
“This is a rather disappointing sight of a top soldier from our small island country where we put in so much resources in each of them,” the woman said as she pushed her fringe to the back of her ears, and she repositioned herself by resting both her arms on my forearms as they were cable-tied on the cold metal chair.
“There is a reason why I am let go from the Special Squad of Soldiers, Madam,” I replied as I looked at the clock to find out that I was only out for three