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    Planet Terror: Prequel Sequel

    Story written on October 2, 2007 by helebette.
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    prequel part two; helena shags a dude (sorry, it was in the movie, but i spare you the sequence of events) and bette has a massive bout of grief to deal with…maybe its a key to her grumpiness and control issues in later chapters, but who knows, it was in the movie…i had to write it in…sorry…:(

     

    “wanted more money?” Bette looked at him curiously. The American political scene was a fucking mess. This vulture was one of many.

     

    He nodded and smiled. “They want to kill me. And they’ll probably want…” He looked Helena and Bette up and down. Helena still wore her Go-Go dancing outfit—a short black skirt a tight red corset, and one tall black boot. Bette’s skirt was torn up the side, and her blouse had lost its sleeves. Her hair was wet, and her top three buttons were missing.

     

    The elevators across from their cell dinged, announcing the arrival of more guards.

     

    Two men came walking quickly out.  They pointed immediately at Helena and Bette. “You and…you…” They opened the cell doors and pulled the women out.  When El Wray tried to get in their way, they knocked him cold.

     

    Bette and Helena were taken to a small windowless cell, with a beat up cot and a camera high in the corner.  They waited, while the men on the other side of the wall decided who would be first.

     

    “Goddammit…” Helena swore softly. Bette sat calmly next to her, looking through the corner of her eye. “useless…” Helena said to herself.

     

    “You’re not useless.” Bette said quietly.

     

    “With this?” Helena knocked on her wooden stick, which was starting to splinter as she walked on it. “Well, I guess I have a few talents…I was going to be a stand up comedienne, but instead, I did this….” Helena did a back bridge, before Bette’s stunned—and lustful—eyes.

     

    “Wow.” Bette managed to choke out.

     

    “Useless talent number 23…” Helena said sadly.

     

    “You know my…friend, Tina…” Bette hesitated, unsure of what to reveal about herself. “she used to say, whenever you feel stuck, just reach up, and something’s bound to help you out of whatever mess you’re in.”

     

    “Reach up…” Helena repeated. 

     

    “All right ladies!” A loud voice boomed out as two men entered their cell. “Now you ladies are gonna be our entertainment for this here night.” The more assertive of the two—the other guy stood back, scared, holding his gun—turned on a stereo which played cheesy stripper music.  Helena felt bile rise in her throat.

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    1. Shit, and I thought your non-prequel was crazy. At least El Wray went out with a certain nobility (and fathered Chamomile!) as did Melvin, who even managed to find a bit of humanity before having it snuffed out. I was kind of sorry Block didn’t suffer more. And I was surprised to find Bette’s daughter was a moron, or was it dispair that caused her to shoot the wrong way?

    2. I know that maybe I shouldn’t have found that amusing, seeing as Bette was a bit torn up, but that made me laugh, rufus. Darwinian herd-thinning indeed. I hope super-baby C never misses either.

    3. in the movie, Dakota Block’s kid is a boy, he plays too many video games, is otherwise very sweet, but very dumb…honestly, i think my story is tame compared to the wierd stuff in the movie

    4. Amy, we hardly knew ye! With those crap gun skills, girl would have lasted two days in Zombie World so perhaps the Darwinian thinning of the herd was a good thing. I bet Quentin Tarantino would be chuffed by his gory little cameo.

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