"A Box Of Possibilities" (616 hits)
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Submitted by kaos-king (antius777) (View user info) at 2007-03-05 11:37:08 EST
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"Planet Of The Apes." I hadn't known there were so many films in the original series. I knew there had been more than one, but... well, whatever. Dagon whined like a little girl until I rented all of them for his viewing pleasure. They did a decent job of keeping him entertained and out of my affairs for the time. Except, of course, when he decides it's emphatically important to tell me...
"Kylee's in the box again."
I looked up from the pile of books scattered across the small card table in front of me. Ancient texts and prophecies were in haphazard organization, most of which were forbidden in this realm. I blinked rapidly, trying to get the Soggothian font to disappear from my eyes before I focused on Dagon.
"I don't care if she's in the box. She can hang out in the box as much as she wants," I stated.
"You don't find it a little... weird?" asked Dagon.
My head tilted to one side, my mouth slightly agaped as I just peered at him.
"Right. Nevermind," replied Dagon.
"I'm just glad she's eating now," I said. "She's actually starting to look a little healthier. Although, her desire to pour cold cocktail shrimp into a full bowl of Frankenberry cereal and mix it with three types equal parts juices does give me pause."
"Yeah, that Frankenberry shit smelled quite foul when you opened the box," said Dagon, his attention losing battle to the television.
I raised my hand, eyes wide, but then realized the pure futility on any argument I was about to engage in.
Back into my books, I considered my current dilemma. I had been scammed into baby-sitting a recent Felled Angel. However, it was not even as simple as that. Once known as Kyleliel, the being had been one of the Acolytical, a brand new batch of Lesser Divine created in a joint project by Satan and Yahweh. A selected group from each the Angelic and the Demonic had been part of the "Black Light Initiative" which swapped them out into the other realm. There, the Acolyticals were told to adopt personas that were more inline with those of their new homes. They were all expected to fail, an experiment to prove the validity of Good and Evil's place in the universe.
Kyleliel, an Angelic Acolytical, succumbed to the darkness with unrivaled success.
Not only was the Acolytical now an embarrassment, but no longer had it a set place in the strict current pantheon. Sent to Earth and Fallen to Flesh, now she was simply Kylee. Two of her instructors, The Archangel Ophediel and the Demon Draimanus had tried to set her up in Chicago, but they feared for her safety and sanity. This is where Dagon and I came in. The two Acolytical teachers tracked me down in Cleveland and conned me into watching over her for a time, until...
Well, I wasn't entirely sure how long this was going to take.
Dagon didn't give two shits. He was a former Sumerian deity of corruption who had found himself a bit fucked and tossed into a ghostly state. This is what he got for sleeping with Eres while she was on another jaunt away from Nergal, his former best friend. A lesson learned; don't screw the wife of a Chthonic Underworld Monarch. Only in his altered state for a few months, we both found ourselves in Miami. There was this thing with a stripper, too much booze, a small (large) gambling debt, and Kali who just happened to be there on holiday... yeah. Next thing I know, I've got Dagon stuck a maximum of twenty paces away from me at all times.
Like I said, Dagon didn't give two shits. As long as he had his DVD collection and a relatively steady stream of new films to watch, he pretty much left me alone except for the occasional color commentary. To further shut him up, I had retrieved a brand new, high-definition widescreen television. This, incidentally, is how the box ended up in the apartment.
Fucking Hell, I hated reading Soggothian. Yet, there might be a clue on how to better deal with a such a young Fleshling as Kylee in these books. I just had to...
"Nox?" came a deep, raspy yet feminine voice from down the hall.
"Kylee is calling you," provided Dagon.
"I heard her," I sighed.
Getting up from behind my mound of books, I strolled past Dagon and his movie into the hallway. The first door on the left led to a small bedroom, the second door to the bathroom. At the end of the hall was Kylee's room and on the right was another bedroom. I flicked on the bathroom light, letting it spill out into the room opposite it as I leaned on the door frame and looked in at the large cardboard television box lying on the floor.
And the petite girl curled up inside it.
Those bastard Lesser Divine had calculated their plan well, they knew my one weakness; women. As a Primordial Antithetical Entity, I had no real serious opponents in this, or any other realm. Any being that might want to cause Kylee harm would find some difficulty getting past me. And, of course, once I laid eyes on her I knew I would watch over her, just as Ophediel and Draimanus had counted on.
Kylee rolled over in the box to stare at me. She stared at me a lot. I always wanted to ask her "why?" or at least "what was she thinking about?'" but I almost feared the response. She was quite slender, but starting to fill out a bit since she had discovered food. Black hair hung to her chin in an awkward, messy manner. She had dark, but delicate features, and those ashen wing tattoos on her back marking her status.
I had done my best to get her to wear some clothing, but that had been a comedic act in itself. I had done it more for my own benefit than hers, anyhow. She didn't seem to mind being wrapped up in three blankets when she slept, but clothes irritated and confused her. Kylee had no concept of shame, yet, she seemed to almost instinctually desire some closer protection to herself, hence the box.
She was still staring at me when I asked, "Are you okay?"
"It hurts right here," she said tapping right below her belly button.
"When's the last time you used the bathroom?" I asked gently.
Kylee closed her eyes and nodded. "The bathroom, that's right. I forgot I have to use it often. Shit."
"Well, um..." I spoke, "If that's what you have to do..."
"Shit. Meant as an exclamation. "Shit" in place of "Fuck, Hell or Damn." I do not believe I have to defecate," Kylee tried to explain. "Urinate only."
"Oh. Well then..."
"SHIT!" yelled Kylee, then started giggling.
I sighed. "C'mon, outta the box. Let's get you in the bathroom."
She climbed out on her hands and knees and stood up beside me. She stared again at me for a moment, blinked, then went into the bathroom. Without closing the door, she sat down.
"Kylee, you really should close the door when you use the bathroom."
"Does my act of urination offend or upset you?" she asked.
"Well, it's just that other people will expect you to do things in a more..."
"You are not these "other people." You are The Nox." Kylee said.
"Yes, I know, but..."
"Nox, what are flowers?"
"You see, wait... what?" I sputtered, totally unprepared for this turn.
"What are flowers? Would I like flowers?" she asked.
"Eh, they're a plant. Part of a plant. The... flowery part. What, what makes you ask such a thing?"
"I feel asleep in my box," Kylee said. " I think I had a dream again. I dreamt of flowers, but I don't know what they are. I can't remember the dream now. Will you bring me some flowers, Nox?"
I heard Dagon chuckle. Bastard. Flowers?
"Yeah," I replied slowly. "I'll get you some flowers, Kylee."
"Yeah," she said, repeating me in same manner. "I'll be in my box."
As she reached for the toilet paper I wandered back down the hallway. I moved past Dagon and his damn dirty apes to the bookshelf where I kept a cell phone for mundane reasons. Flipping it open, I caught Dagon looking at me out of the corner of his eyes.
"Flowers, huh?" he said with a grin.
"Shut up."
"Maybe you should just skip ahead to the chocolates in a heart shaped..."
"I'll make you watch C-Span," I threatened.
"You wouldn't be able to handle thirty minutes of those pompous US politicians babbling," Dagon came back with. "Besides, you know you want..."
Dagon and I continued to banter back and forth while Kylee crawled back into her cardboard box.
I didn't know what happened next. Not for some time, at least. I was busy arguing with the Sumerian, Kylee was down the hall.
It would seem I wasn't really needed, my efforts to contact a florists were quite irrelevant.
Because, unbeknownst to my ghostly companion and I, down in her cardboard box, Kylee was curled up and thinking hard about what flowers were.
It wasn't until much later that I would find that first one, that white lily that she formed, bloomed and full in her hand...
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Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2007-04-16 17:09:23 EDT (#)
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Submitted by eric_the_bread (user info) at 2007-04-11 01:52:52 EDT (#)
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did you find these pictures or were they taken just for the story?
Submitted by MidnightToSix (user info) at 2007-03-07 21:10:41 EST (#)
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I like the part where the boy learned to love again.
Submitted by sideshow (user info) at 2007-03-06 16:53:00 EST (#)
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Fucking Awesome!
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Submitted by lungfish (user info) at 2007-03-05 22:56:30 EST (#)
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Life in a box is better than no life at all, I expect. You'd have a chance, at least. You could lie there thinking, Well. At least I'm not dead. - T.S.
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-03-05 22:38:28 EST (#)
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Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2007-03-05 22:38:16 EST (#)
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Submitted by Cyrus (user info) at 2007-03-05 18:35:45 EST (#)
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This is some strange stuff (interesting photo). I'm so ancient I saw the original 2 Apes movies at the cinema.
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2007-03-05 17:16:09 EST (#)
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So I have to know. Are you finding pictures and building plot-lines around them, or do you have someone that will model for you?
-2 no angelwings on the chicks back..
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2007-03-05 16:25:47 EST (#)
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y'know, the last Planet of the Apes was the stupidest
Submitted by DCWoody (user info) at 2007-03-05 16:01:06 EST (#)
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hot naked chick in a cardboard box.....damn dirty apes.....generally interesting....
Submitted by Merlina (user info) at 2007-03-05 14:33:24 EST (#)
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Submitted by CaptainThorns (user info) at 2007-03-05 14:25:39 EST (#)
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Damn dirty apes.
Submitted by tiaprae (user info) at 2007-03-05 13:54:00 EST (#)
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Submitted by St_Jimmy (user info) at 2007-03-05 12:37:21 EST (#)
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Great series.
Submitted by Susie_Derkins (user info) at 2007-03-05 12:21:12 EST (#)
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Submitted by Zebra (user info) at 2007-03-05 12:17:14 EST (#)
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C-span rocks.
Submitted by DeathJester (user info) at 2007-03-05 12:07:35 EST (#)
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That photo reminds me of Ring.
A hot version.
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2007-03-05 11:56:24 EST (#)
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Aight, cockface, I warned you. You have an APB out on your apostrophes.
Submitted by The_Drake (user info) at 2007-03-05 11:49:46 EST (#)
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+2 BOX
Submitted by JoeyG (user info) at 2007-03-05 11:47:54 EST (#)
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nice.
Submitted by pen_name (user info) at 2007-03-05 11:46:15 EST (#)
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nice use of labels
Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2007-03-05 11:43:10 EST (#)
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anorexic above