Chapter 8: Chaos.

I sit back in my recliner and put my hands behind my head.

We're in the basement of my house. I'd called all the girls over as moral support for Bruce. Vinyl sits next to me. We just stay there in silence while Twilight does her best to dress Maddie's wound.

"John, what happened? Bruce is a wreck. He's saying things about guns, a research facility, and death. Why are you okay? Bruce and Madds both have injuries, but you, you're unscathed. Again, what happened?"

I look up into Octavia's purple eyes. She's wearing a black silk dress and black heels. She looks me in the eyes, as though if she stares hard enough she'll be able to understand what's going on.

I stand to my full height of 7'8, looking down at Tavi. I tower almost 3 and a half feet above her. She takes a step back and stumbles backwards, onto the couch.

"Tavi. Listen closely, I don't want to have to repeat this. What happened there stays there. End of discussion." I sit back down. Vinyl takes my hand in hers. My hands are gigantic next to hers. She leans over the arm of the recliner and looks me in the eye.

Her eyes have an understanding yet curious look to them. She doesn't ask me anything. She just looks at me.

"Maddy looks like she's gonna be okay. This is gonna be a huge hinderance in her cross country career, but she'll pull through." Twilight pulls plastic gloves stained with blood off her hands.

She sits down next to Tavi. She looks to me, then back to her.

"Did something happen?" I look Tavi hard in the eye.

"N-n-nothing. I-I was just studying John's eyes." Twilight looks back to me.

"Speaking of which, how did you turn into," she gestures at my body, "this? Did you take some super potent fast-acting steroids or something?" I shake my head. I look back to Vinyl. She still has my hand in hers.

Bruce staggers into the room. He looks at me. I stand and face him.

"You." is all he says.

"Me." I reply. He lunges at me. He grabs the collar of my shirt and pushes me against a wall.

"Why didn't you stop the bullet from hitting her? You're indestructible now, you could've taken it. Why didn't you?" He asks, voice shaking with rage.

"Maybe it was meant to happen. Just because I'm invincible doesn't mean I can interfere with the natural order of things."

Gasps rang out from some of the girls.

"John! How could you be so cruel?" Twilight says.

"Also, I was unable to react fast enough. I saw the bullet coming but I was fixed on getting rid of the police. Besides, she'll live."

Bruce punches me in the gut. There's enough force in the blow that I felt it.

I double over and he punches me in the jaw. I stagger to the left a few steps. I straighten and rub my jawbone.

Bruce comes at me again. I side-step a punch to the gut and bring my hand across his cheek.

An audible ripping sounds as Bruce is thrown into a table. He looks up at me, dazed. His cheek is red where the back of my hand hit, and thin lines of blood begin to bead up to his skin where my nails dragged across.

He reaches his fingers up and touches them to his cheek. He brings them in front of his face.

"J-J-John…." And then he bursts into a fit of sobbs. The girls all flock him. Except for Vinyl. She comes up behind me and puts her arms around me.

The girls all take Bruce up to my room so they can all stay with Maddy. I turn to face Vinyl.

"Why couldn't it have been me that took the bullet?" I say with an exasperated sigh. Vinyl shakes her head.

"If you had, I wouldn't be able to do this." She pulls me over to the recliner and pushes me back into the seat. She sits on top of me and puts her hands under my shirt.

"Vinyl….You have a reputation to uphold."

"I don't give a shit, as long as you're here I'm fine." She takes my hands and puts them on her hips. I look at her questioningly and she smiles seductively. I understand what she means to do. I don't fight. I may be a superhuman bio-weapon, but I'm still a teenager.

She takes off her shirt, and unbuckles my belt buckle. She slides her hand down my pants and I feel like I've gone to heaven.

She leans forward and kisses me. Her lips are almost angry, aggressive like a mother lion defending her cubs.

She takes my hands again and puts them on her chest. Her breasts are very soft, and large. I lose myself in the ecstasy. I pick her up and hold her against a wall. She smiles again and kisses me, and slides her hands down my chest.

Eventually, we make our way to the couch. She starts off on top of me. I feel her hands, soft, tender and warm, slide down into my pants again. She turns around, putting her ass in my face. I see that she has a tattoo. I realize that it's a transtamp of a music note in an almost tribal style. I put my hands on her hips and massage her a while, and she does the same for me.

She then turns back around, saliva dripping from her bottom lip. At least, it looks like spit. I know it isn't. She kisses me again, and I flip her over so she is lying on her back, and I'm on top.

She extends her legs, and pulls off her satin black panties. I get rid of the basketball shorts I'd changed into a few hours ago.

I connect with her and I feel electric, as though there's energy coursing through our bodies. Vinyl moans in pleasure.

After another 20 minutes of ecstasy, we lay on the couch together. My skin is warm from where I touch her.

"John, I love you." Vinyl traces the tattoo on my chest as she says this.

"I love you too, Vinyl." I run my fingers along her jaw-line. "You're so beautiful. There has never been a girl as nice, or as….strong as you are. You truly are the love of my life." She smiles.

"John, you are the nicest guy I've ever dated. Or had sex with. All the other guys I'd dated just wanted me for my body. But you, you don't look at me with the same lustful look as other guys do. You John, are truly the love of my life."

"Am I not your first?" She shakes her head sheepishly.

"No. I was a bit of a whore in high school. I had sex with a few people, and how some of it went down, I'm not proud of. Does that put you off in anyway?"

"No! Of course not. You are a beautiful girl. I hold no grudges against you or any of the guys you had sex with before me."

"The girls too?" I look at her dumbfounded. "It was a stage." She tosses her hair over her shoulder.

"No, I don't hold anything against the girls either." I say. "Actually I give them props." She playfully punches my shoulder.

I hear footsteps coming down from the living room.

"John? Vinyl? Do you two want to come talk to- oh boy…." Twilight, Rarity, Octavia, and Dashie descend the staircase to the basement.

I grab a sheet and throw it over Vinyl. I pick up my shorts and slip them on quickly.

"How's Maddy?" I ask solemnly.

"Uh-"

"How's Maddy?" I ask quietly.

"She's doing great. Do you wanna go see her?" I nod. They begin to ascend and then stop.

"Are you coming?"

"I'll be up in a few minutes."

"Okay, but she-"

"Go." I state firmly and quietly. They look frightened by my intense stare. Hurriedly they go upstairs.

I help Vinyl collect her clothes. She pulls her panites back on, and clips her bra back over her breasts. She sees me staring and looks at me quizzically.

"What? We just had sex, now you want more?" I shake my head, and she smiles and comes over to me. She pulls my head forward into her chest, and I stay there for a while.

Vinyl lets me go and pulls on her sweat pants pants and black tank top. I kiss her and we head upstairs.

As we pass through the living room, I see my mom and Tanya and the rest of the girls crowded around Bruce, doing their best to soothe him. He looks up as I enter and gives me a death stare.

I counter with the most intense look I can summon up. He shudders and looks back to wherever the hell he was looking before I came in.

Vinyl and I head up to my room and enter. Maddy is lying there, under my covers, sleeping peacefully.

"Oh Maddy. I'm sorry you had to see me like that. I'm perfectly fine and so is Bruce, for the most part, and you'll be fine too. Twi says you're doing great. I'm sorry I wasn't able to deflect that bullet."

I brush her hair from her face. I feel Vinyl's questioning look burning my back. I explain quickly.

"She was the first girl I dated. She was 14, I was 13. I didn't know how I managed to do it, but I asked her out and she said yes. I was so happy. Then she met Bruce. I saw how she looked at him. She'd never look at me the same way. So I told her if she wanted Bruce more than me, she could go to him. She was super happy. I was super pissed at Bruce. I actually tried to jump him but he was way too strong for me. 'Bout a month later, he came to me and apologized for himself and for Maddy. He'd told me she still wanted to be friends. Bruce said he wanted to be friends too, so I grudgingly put aside our differences and agreed. That's how we became friends."

I end my story there. I'd had a few other girlfriends as the years passed, but they were all whores. They just wanted to have sex with me just to say they weren't a virgin. Bitches, the lot of them.

"Maddy and I were great friends through middle school. I'm surprised I never heard about you or even saw you. I had a bunch of boyfriends at the same time, all wanting sex. I never denied them because they'd taken pictures and videos of me naked, moaning for them to fuck me. I was scared they'd post them on the internet. That and they were stronger than me. I eventually stopped dating, but guys still chased after me. So I went for girls. I was stronger than some of the girls I dated. But even the girls all wanted sex. Even they had videos of me begging them for sex. Eventually, a few videos got out of me and a bunch of guys at a party when I was 17. I was so devastated that I started doing drugs, and I cut my hair. Then dyed it. I still dye it because I like the color."

She looks at her feet. I turn to her and take her chin in my hand. I lean down and kiss her. Not aggressively like when we were in the basement, but softly. Showing her that I loved her and care for her. And that I would destroy anyone who tried to take her away from me.

"Get better Madds." I say softly after Vinyl and I finish.