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Progeny	By : InsomniacByChoice Category: +M through R > Metroid Views: 5657 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Progeny
- 2-The Children
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Two Months Later
Justin�s
life had been greatly changed by his last trip to town. It had gotten him laid
for the first time, albeit in a way he�d rather soon forget entirely, and after
returning home, his family life had been altered irrevocably. His parents had
been quite angry with him, and understandably so. He had returned home with
almost none of the food or materials they�d needed, and when he�d explained the
rough details of the previous night�s events and what he�d spent their food
money on, his case was not helped in the slightest. Justin�s father had begun
to yell, talking about how irresponsible it was to waste the family�s money on
something so selfish as that. The man was oblivious to this hypocrisy, but
Justin was not. Justin had yelled back, perhaps his temper was unusually shortened
due to his hangover, and their argument had quickly become physical. The
kitchen was trashed and his mother shrieked at them to stop during the entire
incident, which wasn�t truly all that long. His father was still much larger
and bulkier than Justin was, but Justin hadn�t hesitated to target his old
man�s bad leg. Neither had given any particular thought to fair play. Justin
ended up with only a black eye and bloody nose to speak of, while his father
had lost a tooth and couldn�t stand up for several days after. The fight hadn�t
been particularly vicious and neither could say for certain that he�d won it,
but that didn�t matter to Justin. He was his father�s equal now and someday
soon he�d be his father�s superior. They were on equal ground and he wasn�t
going to be his father�s slave any longer. Finally all of the responsibilities
he�d taken on received the power that went along with it. The father had
checked with the son to see if he could take the truck into town for the
day. This day, the father could not, because Justin was taking it himself.
�Good. Now
I�m gonna� go home, and we�s is gonna� talk more about this later. Next time
you�s is in town, you call me at extension 15, and well take care a� this.�
He couldn�t
concentrate enough to notice her go, but when he was sure she was gone he fell
over on his side, stuck his hand down his pants, and began to massage his sore
genitals, no pride left to salvage.
�Stupid
bitch.�
* * *
Justin
limped his way out of the all purpose store, moving as gingerly as possible.
Almost everyone in the store had witnessed the scene and he felt the need to
get away from them to recoup and think. As he made it outside, he ran into yet
another person he�d hoped not to see.
�Justin!�
Dylan said enthusiastically as he slapped Justin on the back. Then he noticed
bloody nose, �Hell boy, you don�t look so good. What happened to you? You lose
a fight or somethin�?�
�I don�t
wanna� talk about it,� Justin said, even as he watched Jennifer Reese who was
walking several blocks away from the store. Dylan followed the other�s eyes,
then noticed Justin holding his groin.
�Ha ha,
women, eh? �xactly what�d you say to get her pissed enough ta� do all that?�
Justin
explained the situation, the pregnancy, and his initial reaction to it. He left
out the part a her her punching him in the nose and smashing his nuts. He
didn�t even want to think about that now.
�I can�t
stand that woman,� Justin said, finally.
�Well, you
wouldn�t be in this sit�iation now unless you stood her well enough when you
was bangin� her, now would ya�?� Dylan said with a laugh.
�Nah, not
even then.�
�Oh?�

�Learn to
manage things with the cards you�s been dealt,� Dylan answered, bluntly, �Just
accept what I been tellin� you, an� tellin� you, for years. You ain�t
goin� nowhere. Why you ain�t a�cepted it by now is beyond me. Why you ain�t
realized that by now is too.�
�I ain�t �realized� that �cause I
ain�t stayin� here. And I ain�t stayin� here because nobody can ever get ahead
here, and that�s really all I wanna� do with my life: get ahead. That ain�t
gonna� happen while I�m here. It don�t matter how good or bad the crop is, the
Man changis pis prices all the damn time to match �em. On that rare occasion we
got us a good crop, the Man raise his prices. He follows what�s goin� on; he
knows the prices better�an the farmers and how much money they got to spend. If
things is bad, why he lowers them prices back down so people can afford to pay
him, and they think he�s a saint for it. He ain�t. He just wants his money, and
he knows dead people can�t afford to pay nothin�, and the live ones got no
other choice but to buy from him. He bleedin� us all dry, all right, but slow
like, so he can get as much as he can out us, before we gone for good.� He
looked back at Dylan. �That�s why I�m gettin� out of this place. I don�t wanna�
get bled dry. I just want a chance to get ahead.�
�Ha ha, you�s is always lookin� at
things the wrong way, m Dyl Dylan laughed, �In the end, ain�t none of us gonna�
get out of life ahead; whether we be rich or po�, young or old, it ain�t gonna�
matter none. No, way I sees it, in the end, best any us can manage is to break
even. And �ventually, I figure we all manage that, one way or
a�nother.�
�Maybe you
can be happy, livin� hehe whe way you�re gonna�, but I can�t, all right? I just
can�t do it.�
�Look, this
might be a bad idea,� Dylan said, looking around, �but I know a way you can get
offa� this here planet and away from your soon-to-be-wife without bein�
worthless scoundrel. Now, I know you�s ain�t never been outside a� this here
county, but over in Glyndale I hear they�s got a recruiting station for the
Mechanized Infantry in the center a� the town. It ain�t permanent, but it
should be there for the next week or so. You sign up there, you�ll get offa�
this planet and go places ain�t none of us even heard of �round here.�
�And
Jenny?�
�Ah, she�ll
still have ta� fend for her own self, but if you send back yo� monthly stipend,
I reckon that should support her just fine. I mean, ya� figure a guaranteed
couple thousand credits a month, why that�s just as good or better �n most
anyone�s makin� now. You enlist and get them papers to prove it, you�s can get
a loan to buy a house an� a plot a� land from pretty much anyone. Ain�t no
money surer thaner�mer�ment money, ya� know.�
�Hell,
that�s not a half bad idea. I might just try that,� Justin mused.
�Yeah, sure
man, whatever. I don�t know that it�s the best idea to leave yo� woman by her
self on a planet for a couple a� years,� Dylan said disapprovingly. He
shrugged, �but hey, it�s yo� life.�
�What do you
mean by that?�
�I�s just
sayin�, woman�s got needs, too, �specially a woman like that. She ss
gs
gettin� lonely, her little eyes start to wander,� Dylan said suggestively as he
acted out his words, �and you may just find yourself married to the best little
whore on Kal�on.�
�Hmm. You
may be right. I mean, shit, I don�t love her so I don�t really care what she
does, but how would it look on me if she was jumpin� on every cock that came
near the house?�
�Wouldn�t
look good at �tall, I don�t imagine.�
�I can�t be
doin� nothin� about it if I�m a couple million kilometers away. Hmm. You think
you could check up on her for me?� he said asked tentatively, �Maybe I could
send you back some a� that check as payment.�
�Aw hell,
that�s mighty generous of you. I�d a� done it for free, but now that you made
the offer��
�Yeah, yeah, I can�t take it back.
So you promise you�ll do this for me?
�Justin, I promise, ain�t no man
gonna� touch yo� woman short of a handshake �til you�s get back.�
�You always
been a good friend to me, Dylan, you know that?�
�Yeah.
Yeah, I do.�
* * *
And so
after giving himself some time to recover, Justin Bailey went back inside and
paid for two bags of rice. He ignored the snickers and smirks of the men inside
as he did it. He didn�t care. Justin knew he was going places, and those sons
of bitches were just going to waste away. He drove home, not truly happy, but
somewhat relieved to finally have a clear plan for his life. He was going to
leave his home and family and never look back. He would marry Jenny, then
enlist in the Federation military and not have to deal with her or the child
for the next five years or so. It made perfect sense, and it worked out for
everyone. That is to say in Justin�s mind it worked out perfectly for
everyone.
The next
morning, he woke up early so he could take care of most of the day�s chores in
time to get to the recruitment office. By noon he�d finished everything that
couldn�t wait and he drove over to Glyndale County. As near as it was, only 75
kilometers, Justin had never been there. Though Glyndale City was no larger
than Bieta, he got lost several times before he reached his destination, due in
no small part to the poor directions he�d received. But he did indeed make it.
Justin had expected a line going arothe the block full of young men taking this
opportunity, but instead there was just an empty street and a humble little
shop with black tinted windows. Had the words �Meczed zed Infantry� not been
stretching across one of the windows, Justin would have thought he was in the
wrong place.
Even so, he
entered cautiously. Perhaps Dylan had been wrong and the sign-ups were already
over. Maybe the Federation had already moved on. The building was empty except
for a muscular, middle-aged man in a simple uniform sitting at a plain wood
desk. The military man was very dark skinned with close-cropped, balding gray
hair and a thin, pale scar stretching from his right cheek to his ear. The man
seemed out of place in an office. An oscillating fan sat on the desk humming
softly as the man looked over a small stack of papers and placed each sheet to
the side. The man looked up from his desk with a disinterested expression on
his face, appare wai waiting for Justin to say something.
�Uh, this here
the place to enlist in the Mechanized Infantry?� Justin asked, stupidly.
�Why yes,
son, it is,� the man said neutrally.
�Uh� can I
join up?�
�I don�t
know. Can you?�
/spa/span>�Sir, I
don�t know. Ts whs why I was asking you.�
The man
gave a harsh chuckle.
�I forget.
Lessons on grammar are wasted on you people. Let me try this. �Yes, this here
is the place you can enlist on up into that new fangled Infantry.��
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