Veronica Venom: Chapter 4

Laser Time, Duke Nukem, Veronica Venom, short story, fan fiction

The Duke Nukem series is all about being a crude action hero, but the terrible things that happen to women are shocking. “Get our babes back” was the motto at one point. But what if one of these damsels in distress wanted to escape by herself? This is the story of Veronica Venom. It isn’t humorless, hopeless, restrained, or meant to arouse. It’s a short story about survival and our place in a cold universe.

Plus, there are lasers.

Catch up on last week’s chapter here!

Veronica Venom: Chapter 4

Perhaps the walls were alive because of the girls, she thought. It doses the girls, Infects them, and then uses their bodies to heat and power the hive growth. The room was an autumn leaf.

Veronica breathed deeply. Taking in the she realized she could think clearly. She could feel her hands for the first time in hours as the tendons shrank. She arched her back and leaned against the rebar to pull her other arm out of it’s restraint. It gave-way, slow at first then all at once released. Veronica lurched forward and her arm flopped in front of her unrestrained. Squeezing her fist she tried to get blood and strength to her pale arm. Her neon blue nail-polish shined. She thought she would never see them again.

She reached behind her back and found the base of the rebar, where it had embedded itself in her arm. She grasped it and pushed away as she leaned forward. She pulled all she could with her punctured arm but the rebar would have to do most of the work. She was able to pry her injured arm from the confines. She fell forward from her hips.

She barely made a fist with her right hand. Only her off hand was useful. Her right arm and the bar were coated in crystallizing blue ooze.

Thinking of her legs, she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. She couldn’t see but she knew what it was. The metallic squid with teeth. It was pushing it’s way out. She could feel it wriggling. A wriggling. At least three wriggling. It wasn’t strong though. She had managed to starve it. The rebar had blocked something vital. Pale blue shined through her skin. Maybe one. One had eaten the other two instead of starving.

Just one. She thought. I can kill just one. There was a pointed end to the rebar where the teleport field’s edge had been. The point hovered an inch over her skin. Aiming for the pale light of eyes as it pressed against skin and muscle.

The bar plunged into her skin. Her whole body felt the tremor, metal on metal. She used her scream to try to catch her breath and pulled it out. The rimmed bar kept some skin. The wriggling pressure ceased.

The caved in alien was discarded onto the hive floor. A light pulse lifted it and let it settle.

Everything was connected, a living that covered the walls and made up her cocoon. Veronica stabbed the floor. Anything that looked like a tendon. Thick purple and blue beads bleed as she bashed the muscle until the she made contact with the floor underneath. She rocked her legs, leaned and stretched, arched her back and shifted her weight. She savored every loose shift. Her butt hit the floor.

Her body tried to laugh but a dry wheeze escaped. This was almost happy. She thought, she was saved by shaved legs.

Veronica Venom will continue next Monday!

Article by contributor Ray Richards.

4 thoughts on “Veronica Venom: Chapter 4

  1. This is one of the most insane things I have ever read. I’ve never actually read fanfic. Is this fanfic? Because I didn’t see Sonic getting it on with Samus anywhere in this story.

      1. You may. Looking back, I’m not sure if I was kidding or not. Like I said, I’ve never read fanfic but I have heard a lot of people who have,talk about it. Things like Mother Brain getting down with Glados or….whatever the hell your mind can think of, I can’t believe people dedicate that much time to fucked up stories.

        1. The source material is pretty fucked up and the tone tries to gloss it over.
          As for why people would make this stuff, that sounds like a dad question and I am going to treat it as such. Time to move two states away.

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