Black Memory Part 1
What I can only assume to be an eon passed by. Well, it was more or less 20 hours. As we were finishing an episode of Rick and Morty the door finally opened to my salvation.
“What the hell are you guys doing?”
I nearly snapped my neck with the speed I turned my head to see who it was. Sure enough, it was someone other than Celeste and the blasting Justin Roiland voices on the screen. It was a girl similar to my age with short, black, fluffy, neck length hair, like a poorly kept bob cut. Strangely no piercings yet wearing a Nirvana shirt and jeans with a chain. Her tan complexion and short stature at seemingly 5’4” strangely complimented each other. She was thin but not unnaturally thin like in the anime I barely remember and her legs looked thick. She had this allure of sensuality surrounding her, like she won't hesitate to make you her bitch. Truly a sub’s wet dream. But in my opinion, her most captivating feature was her massive breasts.
These breasts were at least triple D yet they seem so heavy on her small body. The curvature had shown on her shirt basically distorting the Nirvana design from a circle to an oval. If she were to run right now no doubt they would bounce chaotically. Yet with this promiscuous energy the massive milk sacs only seemed to compliment her overall aesthetic rather than stand out like green on a red background.
Strangely enough these breasts made me want to hold them. Like two hypnotic bean bag chairs. However not in a sexual way, not yet at least. More or less to help this tiny girl with this massive weight and relieve her back pains by lending a hand and carrying them for her. If I could suck some milk out to lighten the load I would gladly do so.
She shuttered,
“You good?” asked Celeste.
“Yeah… it feels like someone basically wrote two paragraphs worth of descriptive sexual shit about my tits.”
“Damn, that's crazy. Wanna watch some Rick and Morty with me and O1?”
“Who the fuck is O1”
She almost caught me staring.
“My name’s Prim Arata, nice to meet you.”
“Arata?” She wondered, “But you’re clearly Latino.”
“He picked a wack ass name, bro!!!”
“Oh fuck! This the guy? Damn weird ass taste, might be lowkey offensive on tik tok. But oh well I hate that app.”
She leaned over the couch, tiddies in my face… she plopped a bag next to Celeste.
“Here's the guy.”
“You cut him up? Damn what the fuck dude.”
“Bro don't fuck with me, I did what you asked didn't I?”
Confusion.
Celeste jolts up, “Wait I forgot to introduce you to O1!”
He points his thumb at her,
“This is Gato Nekomata, she's 19 like you and is a Spirit Watcher like us. Get along with her! She's quite the hassle tho… emo bitch.”
She glared at him, “Fuck did you say?”
“I said you’re an emo bitch lmao, hold on lemme get changed so we can all head out somewhere real quick.”
He stood up, he looked taller than usual. Maybe I didn't notice but he’s gotta be at least 6’3. Celeste leans over to my ear,
“85 cm, she loves Oyasumi PunPun, talk to her about Teen Titans.”
“Okay bye byeee gonna get dressed!!!”
Gato sprawled on the couch, “That asshole, I was out for 3 days and this is what I get.”
“Shouldn't you shower?”
“I showered before I got here.”
Silence.
Seconds Pass.
Minutes Pass.
Half An Hour Passes.
I can't start a conversation with this girl.
“Um…”
She glances,
“Yeah?”
I clear my throat,
“Aren't you a bit surprised?”
“Whatchu mean my boy?”
“I mean… you probably were made aware how he got me right?”
“Nah but with this novice vibe and awkward energy I thought you were either a Hikikomori or a reincarnation, since they come back with no memories.”
She yawned,
“It's aight tho, how’s your first day back been? Wait no forget that, how did you die??”
“Run over…”
“DAMN BITCH YOU GOT ISEKAI’D”
Laughter.
“Anyways you came back with a mission didn't you, you seem kinda fixated on something.”
I just,
“I want to make sense of this right now, then figure out what kind of person I was.”
She sat up and nodded,
“A reasonable goal.”
She smirked,
“You wanna know my goal?”
I gulped, why was I nervous? It felt like the atmosphere completely changed…
“Sure.”
I can’t be rude right?
“Hehehe”
She stood up,
“I want hoes!!”
… I may have misheard that.
“Sorry what?”
“Hoes ya know? Men and Women. People I can fuck!”
Shallow.
“Are you a virgin?”
I couldn’t stop myself asking.
“Of course I am, you think I’m some indecent slut or something? I’m saving for marriage!”
Contradiction?!
“Hahahaha!!”
This woman is insane!
“Nah I’m fucking around, but fucking around wouldn't be too bad. My goal is much more grandiose than that!”
Her arms widened… her tiddies…
“Wealth, Fame, Power!! I want that and everything else this world has to offer!!”
She laughed,
“I want to experience everything life has to offer!! I’ve lived a boring first 19 years of my life. Of course I need some adventure!!”
She smirked,
“That's why I got my ability hehe…”
She sighed,
“I’m no tactician but I can definitely assist you in battle, guessing that's where our bozo is taking us!”
She held up three fingers,
“Three categories of abilities: Creation, Manipulation, Transformation! I can transform nehehehe!”
Weird ass bitch not going to lie…
“So what have you accomplished?”
“I only started doing this about 6 months ago when I joined Celeste, I think I’ve gotten a decent grasp at my powers…”
Celeste peaked through the door,
“Bruh O1, you got no game…”
“Fuck are you staring at us for??”
Gato cornered herself on the sofa as I remained stagnant seated on the floor.
“I thought this guy O1 would take your virginity or something so I left to get some more pizza rolls. But no, I come back and you’re both still fully clothed n shit.”
Wait, she's a virgin? Wait, we could've done it?
“Like I’ll ever let him do that shit, I like men like Lelouch and Eren Jaeger. No offense, Prim.”
I want to die... again
“Whatever I don't care what fictional character you want to fuck, you’re both coming with me I got us a mission.”
Excitement.
“What’re we gonna do?” I asked.
Celeste smirked,
“There's a few rogue Spirit Watchers, I want us to recruit them! So far we only have around 8 excluding me in our group so let's get some more!”
“Wait, we have 8?”
I was so surprised, I thought I was the only person in this group but if it's 8 people each with abilities led by Celeste then this could be interesting. I don't care at all for reformation so maybe at least one of those 8 have an idea as to who I am. Shit I forgot to ask Gato, I’ll ask her next time we talk in private.
“I keep leaving you in the dark O1, my bad. Yes, we have 8 people in our group but I think just me, you and Gato are needed for this mission. You two fight and I’ll monitor you guys so you get the hang of your powers!”
He gestured us to come towards him.
“Grab on, I can take us to the Brooklyn Bridge where they’re currently at!”
Oh yeah, his abilities allow for that…
“Alright, are you two ready?”
Gato clings to his arm, maybe I should too? I’m not sure how this ability works…
A flash of light
“Fast Travel!”
In an instant which felt like hours we went from Penn Station to the Brooklyn Bridge. I still have no idea what his powers could be.
He puts his fingers over his lips to tell us to stay quiet as he listens to what they're saying as we hide behind a parked car on this strangely empty bridge.
Two men stood there both seeming around 30 years of age and built like walls. I’d expect them to be the dumb all muscle types but they seem quite smart battle wise.
“You shouldn't be interfering with the living people…”
“Fuck it. I’m doing what I want besides this is what we should do.”
“The Executers won't like that…”
“Fuck the executers! Why are they even called that? They should be called Executioners!!”
“Jonas…”
“Shut up. We’re killing all the people here until we drag an executioner out here and send a message to all of them.”
Celeste smiles and whispers,
“Violent… I like it!”
He seems a little too violent though…
“Let's fuck up all these people, take down the entire system and rebuild it with us on top!”
Celeste looks on in disappointment,
“Bruh…”
The car exploded and revealed all three of us to the attention of those two.
“Yo.”
Celeste looks nonchalant as always and Gato prepares for a fight.
“No way…”
The man named Jonas smiled,
“Celeste… the fallen angel!!”
“Jonas right? Yeah I’ll forget that soon, the only ones who could possibly be angels are the Executers. We’re Guardians, remember that.”
He points at the two rogue Watchers.
“You want to reform, that's fine. You want to kill humans, I fuck with that too… but you don't put yourselves on the top… you’ll just be the next dictators.”
Jonas laughs,
“You see this, Jesse? The fallen angel thinks he can fuck with us? We can both take you Celeste, we've killed plenty of Watchers!”
Celeste pushes his glasses to his face,
“You can take me but… I don't feel like fighting, you guys can fight these two youngins.”
The two guys seemed annoyed at Celeste’s decision but Gato seemed ready to fight.
Well I mean… I've only been alive for 21 hours so this is no better way to test my regen…
Since I know I’m about to get my ass beat.
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