The Story/Bio of James Woods[Slaver's Union]

[Slaver's Union]

Chapter 6: On the Hunt.

Upon landing, George contacts Jonathan Irving. As he and James wait at the landing field, they see a beautiful Democritus luxury liner land in distance. Walking towards it, George scolds James, “This Captain is a personal friend of mine, and the next to be in the Slaver’s Union. He has many useful talents, and I don’t want you speaking during this meeting, unless he asks you a question. This is a very delicate operation, brother. Understand?” James simply nods his head, as the ramp lowers to meet them.

James looks over the ship and sees the name “Animus” emblazoned on the side. They board the ship, where Jonathan greets them and begins questioning James. Her full name, her relatives name, her description, the children’s names, ages, and descriptions, etc. James obliged, answering every question to the best of his ability. Shortly after, Jonathan shooed them out of his office. As they left the Animus, James felt a genuine sensation of nervousness as he contemplated seeing Nicole again.

“Don’t worry about her. He’ll find her soon enough. Let’s conduct business as usual, and have a few drinks. With any luck, we’ll hear back from him tonight.” George says, reassuring his younger brother. They visit Mrs. Simpson again, who marvels at how Erica looks with James. George excuses James and begins talking numbers with the old woman.

James leaves with Erica and spends the day with her, enjoying a restaurant, then taking her shopping for new clothes, what little they could find on planet Pittsburgh. A few hours later, James decided it was time to meet with George and wait for news from Jonathan Irving. As he and Erica enter the bar that he and George use to live near during their youth, he sees George at a booth, sitting with Jonathan.

Walking over to their table, he pulls out a chair for Erica, and then seats himself. “Good news, Mr. Irving?” James asks as he clasps his hands together and places them on the table before him. Jonathan Irving sits back and smiles, slowly nodding. “Well?!” James asks as the excitement swells within him. Jonathan stands up, pushes in his chair, and pulls up a piece of paper from his pants pocket. Placing it on the table, he slides it towards James, before quietly walking out.

James opens the slip of paper to see an address, directions from the bar and airfield, and a printed photo of Nicole with Sasha and Kane. James looks to George, his face flushing red with anger and anticipation. “Head back and have the crews prepare both of our ships for takeoff.” James says, handing George his master keycard. Getting up, James motions to Erica who follows him like a loyal pet. George laughs to himself as he watches them leaving, raising up a small glass to his lips. “Have fun.” He says to himself before taking a drink.

James holds Erica’s hand as he reads the directions, his heart beating faster and faster as his pace quickens. He can hardly contain his anger as he approaches the small house where his wife is hiding. Spotting a small alley, he and Erica hide themselves. Turning to her, James looks down and stares deeply into her eyes. “Fate brought us together, Erica. I rescued you because I saw something in you. I want to love you, and I may already. I trust you with my life, and I want you to know that you aren’t a slave to me.” He says, reaching into a pocket and pulling out a compact blaster.

Erica looks down as her heart races. Her mind swirls with the dramatic possibilities, but she makes her decision in a nanosecond. “Fate did bring us together, and I’m not your slave, but you’re still my Captain, and soon to be my lover.” She answers, looking back into his eyes. “I go where you go. We’ll do this together.” Smiling, James draws his own, larger blaster. They step out of the alleyway and kick in the door to the small house.

Screaming, Nicole turns, dropping a plate she was holding. Her half-sister dashes out of another room, holding a small blaster. Before James can react, Erica shoots her multiple times in the chest, killing her. She falls to the floor, coughing up blood. Erica runs up to her and shoots her in the face three more times, then picks up the blaster from the floor. Nicole keeps screaming, and James flies into a rage. He pistol whips her to the floor and stands over her.

“Do you remember my promise? Do you, whore?!” He screams.
“Y-yes. I remember you promise. But please, for our children. Please…” Nicole begs.
“I’m not a liar. Consider this your divorce…” James answers.

With a smile, he pulls the trigger on his blaster. He fires once, looking down at her fresh corpse. He fires twice, and then again, until he simply stops counting. He riddles her body with holes and leaves her skull unrecognizable, until his blaster’s cells begin to die. As he occupies himself, Erica searches the house, finding the crying children in the room.

She starts to call out to James, but hesitates. These children might overshadow her in his life, as they were the entire reason for this hunt to begin with. Looking around, she sets the blaster on a table near the door and finds electrical cords attached to a small lamp and an old alarm clock. Pulling the plugs from the wall and yanking the cords out of the appliances, she approaches the children.

Breaking a small children’s chair by pressing hard against the floor, she retrieves two legs. Taking the cords and the chair legs, she lunges at Sasha, wrapping the cord around her throat to garrote her. Placing the leg between the cords, she twists it to strangle the little girl. Dragging her to the bathroom, she loops and hangs the chair leg on the towel rack, before doing the same for the toddler, Kane.

James, having distracted himself with Nicole’s body for the last five minutes, turns to find Erica missing. Looking around, he finds Erica crying on the floor of a room. “What’s wrong? What happened?!” James cries out, falling to his knees to comfort her. Erica points to the bathroom, where James stands up, and his mouth drops open as he looks in sheer horror. His children are hanging from a steel towel rack by their throats, motionless.

Running towards them, he struggles to get them down as he cries. “Kane! Sasha! Oh, God no!” James sobs. Erica gets up, grabs her small blaster from the table, and walks up to James. “Master, we have to leave now. Please, it’s not safe!” James shakes his head. “Not like this. I’m not leaving them. Grab that sheet.” He says, trying to come to his senses. Erica does as she’s told, and the two of them wrap their bodies up in the sheet. Looking out in the backyard, James finds a wheelbarrow and some bundled junk. Carrying his children’s bodies out back, he sets them into the wheelbarrow and covers them with the junk to disguise the shape of their bodies.

The duo rush back to the airfield, doing their best not to draw attention to themselves. Somehow, they made it back to James’ ship without arousing any suspicion. As his crew began loading the bodies, James looked them over. Stopping a crewman carrying his daughter Sasha, he pulled the sheet away from her face. Tears streaming down his cheeks, he apologized to her corpse, gently stroking her cheek. It was then he decided to freeze them in Cryo-Stasis pods, to memorialize them forever.

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