Washed UpChapter 24
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Author's note: This one isnt a nice story. Sorry. And sorry to the author
of the story which led to this piece. I actually like most of their work,
so I hope they forgive me for this.
My moment had arrived.
It had taken some doing, but I had been pretty sure that tonight was the
night.
To help things along I found some she-male porn and had it playing,
knowing they'd have the computer tapped by now.
The porn probably wasn't necessary, but it was a nice touch.
The last in a trail of breadcrumbs that would lead them to my door.
I heard them come in downstairs, and talk to my parents.
Give my parents their due, they played their parts well.
Then I heard them coming up the stairs.
The door burst open, and three of them stood at the doorway.
Two had pink pistols, but it was the one without who was clearly in
charge.
She did the legal thing, saying the words she was supposed to say, and I
hit the the button when she said the word "sissy"
The metal plate they had been standing on made a really nice conductor, as
did their high heeled shoes.
I moved quickly, grabbing one of the guns and going downstairs.
One shot brought down the last of them who were in the house.
Then I went outside, snuck up to the van and gave the driver a shot to the
face.
Then I took the driver back inside, and started securing them all.
I was rather glad I hadn't killed any of them.
I was about to have enough deaths on my conscience anyway.
By the time I had the last of them secured, the leader was starting to
come around.
She started saying how they had the law on their side, and I didn't have
any right to do what I was doing.
I said, "The law is wrong. Just because I don't meet some stereotype of
manliness, doesn't mean I'm not a man. I may not be good at sports, I may
express my feelings a little more easily, but that doesn't mean I want to
dress and act like some parody of womanhood. And it sure doesn't mean I
want to have sex with other men."
"What are you going to do with us?" one of them asked.
"With you? Nothing but leave you here. It's your van I want. I will drive
back to your headquarters with it, and bring with me my response to what
they stand for. It will be a rather ... explosive response, so all in all,
you're safer here."
With that, I left them.
My father helped me load up the van with my "response," and then he said,
"You sure about this?"
"Someone has to stop them, Dad. It's one thing if a guy feels girly and
wants to do that stuff, it's another thing to have it forced on someone."
"But you'll die."
"After what I do tonight, the lives I'll take, some of which will almost
certainly be innocents, I wouldn't want to live afterward anyway."
"Well, I just wanted to say that you may not be macho, but I was always
proud of you anyway."
"I know, Dad. That makes this a little easier. Tell Mom I'm sorry."
"I will."
We hug, and I get into the van.
Now I'm at the gate, and as soon as they wave me through, I'll find a good
spot to set off my "response."
Then me, the van, and hopefully the whole dam evil headquarters will
become fireworks.
And maybe that will be enough to wake people up, to make them realize that
forcing people into some stupid stereotype of men or women is wrong.
I hope so, even if I wont be here to see it.
The moment of truth has arrived ...
End.
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