Knocked up

Max squinted in the moonlight that shone through a dusty, broken window. She got up only to find that her hands were shackled and chained to the ground. She was in a small four square room and could feel another presence in there with her.

Ames white stood by the door, his face half hidden in the shadows. “Well you must be pretty worn out.”

Max turned in the direction of White’s voice, “What the hell are you gonna do with me?”

“Nothing.”

Max was taken back by his response.

“Well. Nothing more.”

“We’re done with you Max. The birthing was successful, so we dressed you and put you here unharmed.”

Max’s eyes narrowed on White, “What is this? Another one of your sick games?”

White smiled, “I don’t play games Max. You were successfully knocked up, the Adonis clones semen contains an enzyme that coated your ovaries ensuring 100% chance of pregnancy when I ejaculated inside you. Our combined genes will produce quite a being”...

...“So, until you give birth, we have no further use for you.”

Max was in shock. Could all that White was laying on her be true? White wasn’t one who joked around, she knew it was true.

“You’re just gonna lay off and what, let me go? You think I’m an idiot?”

“Of course not 452. The enzyme also excretes a deadly toxin should you attempt an abortion. Within an hour of you trying to have the egg removed... you’ll die.”

White smirked at the look of horror on Max’s face, then he opened the door to the room and left.

Max played Whites words over and over again in her mind. What was she going to do? The idea that White had got her pregnant was more than she was able to bare, she had to get rid of this child. But would that be at the cost of her own life?

There was the sound of a click, then the shackles around Max’s hands fell off; she was free. Max stayed on the ground for a while, not sure if all this was happening, or if it was just some twisted nightmare she was trapped in. Slowly she got up and headed to the door and jarred it open, peering out to make sure the cost was clear.

The Pleasuredome was completely deserted, even Simmons’ body had been disposed of. By the looks of things, no one was coming back here.

Max stood outside the old dilapidated old building, looking up at the smoggy Seattle sky, ‘What the hell are you gonna do Max?’ she thought to herself.