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This was going to be part of chapter five but I decided to split it. I know it's kind of a 'nothingburger' chapter but just bear with me as we kick off the next arc! Thank you all for your patience! ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Sorry this is a very awkward talk-heavy chapter. This was going to be part of chapter five but I decided to split it. I know it's kind of a 'nothingburger' chapter but just bear with me as we kick off the next arc! Thank you all for your patience! ", "writing": "Eternal Debt, by UnamusedMonkey\n\nChapter Six. Broken.\n\n\tThe pure whiteness of everything was blinding to the young boy. Axel's eyes had trouble adjusting to it all. In all of his twelve years of life, he'd never seen a room so clean, so white. It was so bright, he felt like it was almost blinding him. He rubbed at his eyes, hoping the counter some of the pain from the light above him would go away. It didn't help. He could barely make out the form sitting across from him. \n\n\tShe was a tan furred coyote, her glasses were spotless as she observed the monkey pre-teen through them. She held out a yellow notepad and began to write into it, her pencil a blur of motion as she wrote. She was also in white, in a pure white lab coat and pants that seemed to melt into the rest of the room. The light made it hard for Axel to make out the finer features of the canine. \n\n\t``You appear to be sensitive to light, do you have a vision disorder?'' The canine asked as she wrote in her notepad.\n\n\t``No, I don't think so... It's just so dark where I am most of time. The school isn't very well lit and most of the rooms are barely lit at all.''\n\n\t``That's because factories usually aren't well lit, it's to help prepare you for your career.'' She said, writing more with a slight hum in her voice. ``... how old are you, Mr. Stone?''\n\n\t``I'm twelve.'' He replied sheepishly.\n\n\t``Twelve, huh? You should have been out of school years ago. Do you have a learning disability? Are you retarded?'' The woman inquired. \n\n\t``No, there's just been an issue regarding my tuition fees. You see, uh, I go to school for a while and then I do cleaning duties for about ten hours a day. It's hard for me to get my full classes in so I haven't been getting as many credits as the other students. I also started really late. I think... I was born here.''\n\n\t``This isn't a breeding world, you weren't born here.'' The woman leaned forward, studying the monkey boy. ``Speaking of your tuition... how much is in your current account, Mr. Stone?''\n\n\t``Uh... I've worked up to a third of a credit.'' He said, gulping nervously.\n\n\t``I'll take that to pay for my services. Hopefully your headmaster will loan me the rest.'' She said, putting the notepad to her side. ``I was told you were sent here as part of several disciplinary actions for anti-social and rowdy behavior.''\n\n\tThe boy's face went pale. ``I uh... I was sent here because I cried.''\n\n\t``You cried?'' The coyote's face twisted into a scowl. ``Was there a reason for that?''\n\n\t``The test machine they had me replacing the arm had a piston that was loose and it hit me.'' The boy said, a pained expression in his face. ``And it really hurt.''\n\n\t``Where did the piston hit you, Mr. Stone?''\n\n\tAxel's face went pink.\n\n\t``You had better answer.'' The woman said, her voice dripping with annoyance. \n\n\t``It hit me in the testicles, ma'am.'' Axel said, his hands covering his eyes as he said it.\n\n\t``Does it still hurt?'' She asked.\n\n\t``Yes. I can't afford medicine... it hurts.'' The boy said, crossing his legs slightly.\n\n\t``Well, that's too bad. I guess it's going to hurt for quite a while.'' She grabbed her notepad and resumed writing in it, this time with even more enthusiasm. ``We can't have you crying, especially during class. The other boys will think that something is wrong for you. A man of your age is not to show any signs of crying. It's a mental disorder. You need to bite into your lip and be a man about it. If you cant do that, then I can prescribe you some medicine to help you with it.''\n\n\t``For the pain?'' Axel asked with a squeak.\n\n\t``No, for the sadness. There exists a bountiful array of drugs that can help you cope with strong emotions. If I can get a diagnosis for you, I'll find the perfect drug to help you remedy that chemical imbalance in your brain.'' She said, a smile across her canine jaw.\n\n\t``I don't think there's anything wrong with my brain, though.'' The young boy scratched at the top of his head through the material of his blue school cap. ``It just really hurt...''\n\n\t``You've been caught eating food from the trash and being hesitant to obey orders. These are very disturbing behaviors that normal men your age wouldn't do.'' She glared at the boy, a piercing look in her eyes. ``It's abnormal, the signs of a chemical imbalance. Have you seen any of the other boys eating literal garbage?''\n\n\tThe thought of food made the boy's stomach growl. His exposed ribs showed the undernourished nature of his body. ``I was really hungry and my mop was getting really heavy. I'd been up for thirty hours. I really needed something to eat so I could finish mopping that floor. I saw the can and... I didn't think anyone was there.''\n\n\t``There was, and that's disgusting. You can't be eating trash like that. If you did that at a job, they would vaporize you on the spot for stealing company property. That's what it is when you take things that don't belong to you, stealing.'' She grabbed a small box to her side and opened it. \n\n\t``Tell me, Mr. Stone. What do you think of your dear mother?'' She asked, a sudden shift in tone.\n\n\tThe boy thought for a moment and responded plainly. ``I never met her.'' \n\n\t``If you did know her, would you have sex with her, Mr. Stone?'' The canine asked, pulling some white cards from the box. \n\n\t``No, I wouldn't...'' The monkey boy bit his lip. ``I uh... you are a doctor?''\n\n\t``Yes, I am. I am a special doctor that works with your head. I'm going to find out what's wrong with you, Mr. Stone. They wouldn't call me Dr. Marge Livingston if I wasn't a doctor. So, tell me... why wouldn't you have sex with your mother?''\n\n\t``I don't know, I mean... I haven't met her and uh...'' The pre-teen pondered a little bit.\n\n\t``Are you a homosexual?'' The woman asked with judgement in her voice.\n\n\t``What's that?'' The monkey kid asked.\n\n\t``A homosexual is a man who has sex with another man. It's called sodomy. Homosexuality is a deviance and considered a mental illness by the psychiatric field. There is a drug called medroxyprogesterone acetate that we can mix with chlorpromazine to treat you if you are diagnosed with a homosexual deviant disorder.''\n\n\tThe boy's eyes widened. So many new a long words. He wasn't sure what to think of it all. ``I don't think I'm that either, I don't think... I uh don't really think much about anything like that. I just work on cleaning and my classes.''\n\n\t``Yet, it was reported that you hesitated an order for two seconds.'' The woman added in.\n\n\t``I was worried the machine was going to cut me up, it had all kinds of blades attached to it. I was scared.'' Axel said, remembering the incident. He had been reprimanded harshly for his delay. \n\n\t``Many of the machines you will be working with during your career will have blades. You cannot afford to be afraid of them. Your hesitance is a sign of a defiant behavior disorder regarding authority. Coupled with a possible anti-social disorder regarding you eating all that trash... you've got one sick head, Mr. Stone. Do not worry, as I will help you. That's my job after all.'' \n\nThe psychiatrist cleared her throat as she showed him a large card. Across the card was a large black stain. It looked like someone had spilled oil on it. She gave the monkey a studious look before speaking again. ``This is a test that people in my field call an `ink blot' test. You look at the pictures and tell me what it looks like, okay?'' \n\n\t``Uh, it looks like a spill.'' Axel said, confusion in his voice.\n\n\t``No, it doesn't. It's supposed to look like something in your mind, anything but a spill.'' She said, growling. ``Look at it again and tell me what it looks like.''\n\n\tAxel saw the anger building up in her expression. ``I uh... it looks like a splat?''\n\n\t\t``You fucking brat.'' The coyote gritted her teeth. ``Are you trying to make me angry? Is this your defiant disorder making its way through that ape head of yours? No, you look at it AGAIN and you tell me what it looks like.''\n\n\tThe boy shuddered as he looked again. His lips trembled, fear in his voice. ``It looks like... food?''\n\n\tThe anger seemed to wipe clean from Livingston's face. ``Good, it looks like food. Now, how about this one?'' She showed the boy another card. Again, it looked like absolutely nothing. The boy's mind raced as he looked at the splatter across the page. \n\n\t``It looks like food.'' He said, his voice plain.\n\n\t``And this one?''\n\n\t``Food.''\n\n\t``And this one?''\n\n\t``Like food.''\n\n\t``And this last one?''\n\n\t``They all look like food to me.'' The boy said, un-sureness in his voice. \n\n\t``Interesting, you seem to have an unhealthy preoccupation with food.'' Dr. Livingston wrote more on her notepad before putting it down. ``There's more tests to be done, but you won't be able to afford any of them. I'm going to give you a diagnosis of schizophrenia, oppositional defiant disorder, and acute antisocial disorder. I would prescribe you some drugs, but you won't be able to afford those as well. Maybe when you get a few more credits I'll be able to get you some. For the sake of your treatment, I'm going to have the school halve your rations. The less you have to eat, the less you'll think about food.''\n\n\t``Halve my food? But, I'm already so hungry...'' The boy said with a weak whine.\n\n\t``It's all in your head, your preoccupation with food stems from you being overfed. That is why you act the way you do. The school has been very generous with what it has given you and it has made you a spoiled, self-serving, lazy, and defiant young brat and that's going to change. How much are you fed, Mr. Stone?''\n\n``I get one bowl of gruel every morning and before I go to bed...'' Axel said with a pathetic squeak in his voice. ``It's a very tiny bowl.'' He added in quickly.\n\n``Now you only get one bowl before bed, no more breakfast. That'll help your problem.'' Livingston said, standing up from her seat. She walked up to the pre-teen monkey laying on the white couch, leaning closer to him. ``Do you feel comfortable down there?'' She asked, a dark hint in her voice. \n\nThe tiny Axel looked up at the woman that was standing above him. His expression turned into one of fear. He looked around the white room, scanning for any hint of a door. There was none. He was completely trapped. His tail found itself in his hands. He stroked the tip of his tail, trying to calm himself down as sweat rolled down his back. \n\n\t``I don't know, it's soft, but...''\n\n\tThere was a noise above his head. A device emerged from the walls. It was a strange rectangular box, covered with dials. The machine hummed quietly. A noise that made the boy's heart race with apprehension. He didn't like this. He scrambled to get out of the couch but the woman's hands pushed him back onto the couch. A strong palm pressed against the chest of his blue school uniform. A hand knocked his cap off of his head and he felt something else replace it. There was a whine coming from the strange earpiece that now donned his head. He felt a primal fear course through him. Animalistic noises came from his throat as he tried to get away but couldn't escape. The whine against his ears became louder.\n\n``I'd say nine-hundred volts ought to be fair.'' Livingston said, adjusting the dial with her free hand. ``I'd tell you that this won't hurt a bit, but I would be lying. If it's any assurance, you probably won't remember any of this.''\n\nTears streamed from the boy's face.\n\n``Clear!''\n\nAxel awoke, his entire body slick with sweat. His vision was a blur as the entire room seemed to spin around his vision. The spinning came to a sudden stop. ``Gotcha, kiddo!'' Came a familiar gruff voice. The boy's widened eyes saw the large face of the foreman above him. His panic lessened and his breathing slowed as he tried to think.\n\n\t``I was wondering when you were going to wake up. The doctor's must've put you under something strong. You must've turned in your sleep, though. I found you with your snoz dinged up and a pretty big mess under you.''\n\n\tAxel touched his now swollen nose.\n\n\t``I was actually just finishing cleaning you up when you woke. Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.'' The foreman's words were soft and gentle, not unlike the words of a father talking to his son he'd imagined. The monkey boy paused, his skinny arms wrapped around the foreman's wide body. He pressed his young face into the man's chest. Tears streamed from his eyes as he blubbered. ``Oh, Vargus, I thought I was going to die over there. There was this horrible crash and... there was this guy who tied me up and he kept hurting me and...and...and...'' He sniffled loudly, tears and snot getting on the chest of the foreman's work shirt. The pig patted the boy's back, a strong hand gently coaxing the boy. ``It's okay, you're safe now. We don't need to think about it right now. Now, I'm going to give you a treat, okay, kid?'' He pushed the boy away enough so he should see his snot-covered mess of a face. ``Kid, you were brave out there. You're the only one left of my crew still on the ship. I'm going to make sure you're safe, okay? We don't have to work for a while. We're just going to relax until you feel a little better, okay? And though it won't be for a while, I'll be on the dropship with you next time, okay?''\n\n\t``You promise?''\n\n\t``I promise, kiddo.'' The pig rubbed his hair. \n\n\tThe monkey boy let out a slight smile as the large fingers ruffled his hair. The boy suddenly looked up at the foreman. ``What about Johnson, is he okay?'' He asked.\n\n\t``Johnson is... well, he'll be okay after a while. He's being sent to another ship that can help him out. He talked to me a little bit before he left. He said that he's sorry for any of the mean stuff he said to you. I don't know what happened, but I guess you two had a bit of a fight?''\n\n\tJohnson had probably left out the part where he let the Siamese molest him. He wondered if he left that out to protect himself of the crime, or maybe Johnson was trying to protect him from the sexual humiliation. He figured it best to let that lie for now. \n\n\t``Yeah, it wasn't a big deal.'' The boy said, stifling a sniffle as he looked at the foreman that held him with such ease. ``You said you're going to give me a treat?'' \n\n\t``Yeah, kid. I'm going to take you to someplace to get some good food in you, my treat.'' A big finger poked the boy's concave belly. ``We found all of your stuff on Blito. Even your gummy worms and your, uh, notebook.''\n\n\tThere was a pause in the big man's voice. The monkey teen bit his lip. The large porcine sat the boy down back in the hammock, making sure he was secure. The teen's legs dangled as he sat up awkwardly on the bed. ``Did you read it?'' He asked, a tiny voice.\n\n\t``Well, I, I did take a little look.'' The foreman rubbed his head in embarrassment. ``You have very neat handwriting.''\n\n\tVargus coughed. He looked away from the boy. It was a lie. He hadn't just taken a mere little look at the boy's personal notebook. He'd read everything inside of it. Not all of it made sense to the foreman, but reading the boy's notes made him feel closer to him. Axel had been out for a while, and while he was in the medical bay Vargus had taken it upon himself to make sure the boy's school uniform and possessions were in order for when he returned. \n\n\tWhile he was getting ready to have the boy's dirty uniform laundered he noticed the notebook along with a small amount of change spill out of the chest pocket. It was a small blue booklet, fairly common for note taking at a school environment. When he had opened it he was curious at the neat handwriting that almost looked typed inside of it.\n\n\t``This book is property of Axel Stone, Parts Monkey 4,830,164. I have used a tenth of a credit and two days of ration cards to buy this book. Please do not take it. I need it to help me. If you do take it, please discard all of my written pages.''\n\n\tFrom there the contents of his notebook got all the more stranger. It was an odd assortment of writings. Mostly childish musings and questions that he seemed to have in his mind. Others were odd, such as a few pages that denoted ``remember'' as the header. Most of these seemed oddly inconsequential but must have been important to the boy. \n\n\t``Remember: I found a bug in a parts box this morning. I wanted to keep it as a friend but I was told I could not. I thought about eating it but couldn't do it. I wanted to set it free but it was taken from me.''\n\n\t``Remember: The warm dream.''\n\n\t``Remember: When you are cleaning, the best chance you have to eat from the trash is between 2:00-4:00. Everyone is asleep.''\n\n\t``Remember: Two hours of sleep a day is more than enough.''\n\n\tThere were more like that. The musings had a tinge of sadness yet a bit of hope to them. Some of the pages didn't make any sense, though. He wondered if he should as the young boy about them, but decided not to. He had already invaded the kid's privacy. The last written page stuck in the pig's mind, however. It looked like it had been written just before left his home planet of Asios. All that was written was ``I feel cold'' and the rest of the page was blank.\n\n\tThe thoughts of the pig were interrupted by a cheery electronic voice. The boy's Assurance beeped loudly before speaking. The blue wrist mounted device almost seemed to vibrate. ``Mr. Stone, I would like to remind you that you have not made any payments to Shine Holdings. At this rate by the end of the cycle your interest will be-''\n\n\t``Hold on there.'' The foreman said, ruffling through his pockets. He pulled out a small chip and held it in front of the Assurance. The machine beeped twice. ``Thank you for your payment of one hundred credits. Have a wonderful day.'' Then it went completely quiet.\n\n\tAxel looked up at the foreman and back down to the Assurance, eyes wide. ``You... you just... you paid part of my debt?'' His voice trembled. \n\n\t``The captain gave me a small bonus for helping out on Blito. He also helped in twisting some arms to help get you all fixed up. I'm not the biggest fan of Mr. Lowhar but it looks like he did a really good job on you.'' The pig said with a satisfied grunt. He walked over to the large duffel that was in the corner of the room and opened it. He pulled out the boy's clean uniform and his thick work boots. ``We should get you some shoes sometime, these boots look awfully heavy for day walking.''\n\n\tAxel hopped to his feet, brushing the paper thin material of his gown. ``I like them, they're nice.'' He said, walking over to the big man. The pig handed the boy his uniform. Axel pulled off his gown. \n\n\tVargus's eyes couldn't help but wander towards the boy's tiny near naked body. He'd been married multiple times. He never would have thought that he would find a boy's body attractive. He'd worked almost exclusively with men, showered with them, and never had he gazed at their naked forms with any kind of lust in his heart. He couldn't quite put a finger on it, but something about the monkey kid seemed to feed into his hungry eyes. He tried to push it away.\n\n\tThe sight of the kid's brief clad ass as he pulled his uniform pants on, hunched over slightly enough that the nice roundness of his cheeks could be made through the soft cotton. His large fingers trembled. He had to stop himself from reaching out and gripping the boy's young butt. \n\n\tAxel was dressed quickly. His monkey feet sank into the big boots and his cap was neatly placed on his head. He gave a faint smile as he looked down at his once again clean uniform. He looked at the foreman, taking a few awkward steps with the large boots. ``Are we going now?'' He asked, a hint of excitement in his voice. \n\n\t``Yeah, follow me.'' The pig reached out his hand. \n\n\tAxel's thin fingers wrapped around the foreman's. The pair of them headed out the door and into the long hallway. Occasionally the foreman would look back at the boy, studying his face. He seemed to be in okay spirits, despite everything that had happened to him. Maybe the boy was doing better than he was. Though he was good at hiding it, Vargus had a hole building in his heart. The near complete loss of his crew wasn't sitting well with him. He considered himself responsible. After all, he had sent the crew out there without even joining them. What kind of foreman would do that? It was like he had sent them all into the gates of Hell himself. He wasn't sure he could forgive himself for that, but working with the boy, maybe he could ease the pain he felt. \n\n\tIt didn't take long for the two to enter the ship's internal city. Every time Axel saw it, he almost forgot that he was in the bowels of a mining ship. The foreman led him into a building. The smell of booze and tobacco permeated in the recycled air.\n\n\tAxel had never been to a bar. He had heard of them before. He felt very out of place with all the rough and tumble looking guys that were chatting and laughing loudly. He clung to the foreman a little bit. Vargus rubbed the boy's head and lead him to a stool by the bar counter. Axel sat his little monkey ass down on the stool as the heavy porcine took up one next to him. Axel looked at the counter before him. There were a few half eaten meals on top of left behind plates. There was a blue lighter next to one of them. He reached out for one of the plates until a large hand gently stopped him. ``We're going to get you a fresh meal. None of that.'' \n\n\tA black furred rat approached the bar from behind the bar. He was dressed in a pair of stained workman's overalls, much like what Vargus wore. He was cleaning a glass with a rag as he eyed the two. ``Hey, Vargus.'' He said, a warm smile adorned his long rodent maw. ``Haven't seen you here for a while. Do you want the usual?''\n\n\t``Yeah, I'd like that.'' Vargus answered with a hearty chuckle. ``And a plate of nachos for the kid. Loaded.''\n\n\tThe rat turned to the small monkey boy and hummed softly. ``Would the kid like a drink?'' He asked, his long tail swinging behind him. \n\n\t``Ehh, let's just give him a soda for now. Do you have anything banana flavored?'' The pig asked. \n\n\t``That's a rather stereotypical request.'' The rat answered with a cackle, clearly joking. ``Yeah, I think I might have something. I'll have it right up.''\n\n\tThe rat ducked into a door and seemed to vanish. Axel's eyes drifted towards the lighter. Vargus watched him. ``Kid, do you want a smoke?''\n\n\t``No, I just have never seen someone leave something like this behind before.'' He said, looking at the blue plastic. ``Do you think they'll miss it? Maybe we should find out who lost it.'' He said, his voice with genuine worry in it. \n\n\t``Kid, that thing's basically trash. Even if there's fuel in it, I don't think he'll miss it very much.'' Vargus patted the boy's skinny back. It was so bony and stiff under his palm. ``You can have it if you want.''\n\n\t``Really?'' Axel let out a soft gasp.\n\n\t``Yeah, not sure how useful it would be since you don't smoke.'' Vargus rubbed the pink skin of his head slowly. ``but you can have it. Just be careful with it. I could teach you to smoke sometime, if you want to learn. It's not a good habit, though. I just like a cigar now and then. A kid like you... we could try menthol cigarettes. It's an old spacer's habit. Most spacers believe even though they're bad for you that smoking helps heal the soul. Not so sure on that one, though.''\n\n\tThe monkey nervously grabbed the blue lighter. He felt like this was stealing something important, even though Vargus had told him that it was okay. His skinny fingers twitched against the blue plastic. \n\n\t``Do you know how that thing works?'' The foreman inquired. \n\n\t``I think I can figure it...'' There was a flick, a spark, and then a sustained flame.\n\n\tAxel's eyes widened as he watched the small flame dance around the hole of the lighter. It was almost like the fire was beckoning him, telling him to join him in this rhythmic display. Something about the fire seemed oddly comforting. The rest of the bar seemed to fade into a black void around the boy. He was alone with his new friend. The bright orange flame flickered, the blue base of it looking like a beautiful sapphire as it swayed.\n\n\t``Axel...'' A voice said.\n\n\t``Yes?'' Axel found himself replying. \n\n\t``Axel...'' The voice repeated. ``Do you remember me?'' \n\n\t``I'm sorry, I don't...'' The monkey admitted.\n\n\t``Axel, I know you have trouble remembering things.'' The voice seemed to whisper into his ear. ``I know they hurt you. They hurt you bad. I will help you. Keep me with you. I will remember it all for you. I am your friend. I will tell you everything in due time.''\n\n\t``...who are you?'' Axel asked the flame, watching it dance across the tip of the lighter.\n\n\t``I am an old friend, one that you have forgotten. You may call me Light.'' The voice said, the whisper growing louder. ``I'm going to help you. There is someone you are looking for. You and I will find her. You will repay her.''\n\n\t``Is it Rosca?'' The boy asked with a squeak in his voice.\n\n\t``No, my dear Axel. Her name is-''\n\n\tA hand gripped Axel by the shoulder. He snapped back, sitting completely straight in a sudden move. The void was gone, the loud, smoky bar had returned. The flame vanished in an instant. He looked around and saw Vargus's curious face staring at him. \n\n\t``Kid, you were really looking at that thing for a while.'' He said, an awkward laugh sounding. ``Uh, are you okay?''\n\n\tAxel's eyes darted around before he spoke. ``You didn't hear it?'' He asked, his voice low.\n\n\t``I heard that our food is here.'' The foreman pointed to a steaming plate that was right in front of the monkey. It was an odd looking dish. Stiff triangular things were covered in a thick yellow sauce with odd thick brown pudding and green circles decorating them. He'd never seen anything like it. It smelled good, though. He was drooling at the sight and scent of it all. ``I... didn't say anything?'' He asked Vargus, taking his eyes off of the food. \n\n\t``No, you just were looking at the flame for a little while.'' Vargus admitted, rubbing his back. ``Almost like you were watching a movie or something.''\n\n\t``What's a movie?'' Axel asked, wanting to change the subject.\n\n\t``Eh- Well, I should just show you one sometime. It's hard to explain.'' Vargus looked at his plate. Thick meaty slabs glazed in a thin red sauce was his dish. He looked back at the boy. ``Go ahead and eat.''\n\n\t``What is it?'' A curious Axel poked at one of the stiff looking triangles. \n\n\t``They're called nachos. It's uh... like a grain that's cooked into chips, then they're warmed and on top there's some synthetic cheese and synthmeat there.'' He pointed to the odd looking green circles. ``Those a peppers, my favorite part. They're special little things with a lot of flavor.'' He pointed to a tall glass that was full of a bubbling yellow liquid. The color of it made Axel flinch as it reminded him of something else.\n\n\t``That's soda, it's a sweet drink... like your gummy worms.'' The foreman tried to explain awkwardly. ``I'm not a soda guy but I think you'll like it.''\n\n\tAxel's eyes looked at the drink the pig had. In his short, squat glass was a thin brown fluid that had a tiny fish inside of it. The fish, obviously dead, was laying on its side, on the very top of the fluid. ``What's that?'' The monkey boy asked, pointing to the strange drink.\n\n\t``This is called `Miner's Ore' it's uh, more of a drink for adults. I wouldn't mind giving you one but I don't think you'll like it.'' Vargus looked down. ``You're supposed to drink it all in one gulp. It's strong stuff.''\n\n\t``Even the fish?'' The teen asked.\n\n\t``Even the fish.'' The foreman gripped the glass and rushed it towards his mouth. He threw his head back and drank the entire thing in an instant. He swallowed the contents loudly and let out a satisefying exhale as he smacked his lips together. ``Whew! That never gets old, haha! Ooo...'' He looked down at began to cut into his meal with a knife and fork.\n\n\tAxel looked back down at his nachos. His monkey hands were suddenly all over the dish. Awkwardly, cheese and fake meat sauce coated his hands as he clawed at it. He bit into the crunchy chips, feeling the hard grain morsels break into tiny pieces inside of his mouth. The hot fake cheese and meat added a very nice taste to the nachos, making the boy moan as he crammed more into his hungry mouth.\n\n\tThe green peppers released their flavorful juices as his teeth bit into them. The heat of these peppers were rather mild but to a boy like Axel the flavor was almost overwhelming. He relished the new sensations as the warm food made his young face twist into a smile so wide that it began to burn at his cheeks. \n\n\t``Slow down, kid.'' Vargus said after swallowing a piece of meat. ``You're going to make yourself throw up if you eat fast like that.''\n\n\tBut Axel couldn't slow down. The boy had been denied so much food that it didn't take long for him to clean the entire plate of nachos. He pressed his monkey face against the plate, licking the remainder of cheese and meat from the dish itself. Vargus looked around. People were staring at the boy. Sweat ran down the back of his neck. He patted the boy's back. ``Kid, uh... take it down a notch, you're getting a few looks.''\n\n\tThe boy pried his face from the plate and saw the stares. Sheepishly he put the now completely bare plate on the bar in front of him and felt a flush along his cheeks. He grabbed the glass of soda and took a drink from it. His smile grew larger as the sweet, sugary beverage hit his tongue. It was an intense sensation. His little body bounced a little in his seat. The fake banana flavor tasted familiar to him even though he could never recall a time he ever had eaten a banana in his life. He let out a loud moan as he drained the entire glass of the soda.\n\n\tVargus finished his meal and looked over at the boy. He watched how happy he was and felt a little envious. He was a tough kid. Any other kid that had gone through what he had wouldn't be able to bounce back nearly as well. He didn't think he could. The boy looked up at him, a pleading expression on his face. ``Uh... Vargus, I know you've given me so much, but... I want to try one of those other drinks. Like the one you had.''\n\n\t``I don't know if that's a good idea, kid. It's kind of strong.'' The foreman replied, watching his face. ``Though, I suppose you can give it a shot.'' He waved over the rat bar tender. ``Uh, get him a Miner's Ore and a bucket.''\n\n\tThe rat looked at the smiling monkey boy. His red eyes scanned him. ``He's a bit too young for that. I could get in trouble.'' He said, sheepishness in his voice. \n\n\tVargus pulled closer to the tender and whispered in his ear. ``He's been through a lot. I'm just trying to keep him happy before we're set back to work. Can you do this for me?''\n\n\t``Sure thing, one Miner's Ore coming up.'' The rat put a short glass on the counter. He grabbed two bottles and poured them into the glass. One bottle had something see-through, completely clear, and the other had something oily and brown inside of it. He went to read the contents from the label but the rat was so fast he didn't get a chance to. Soon the dead fish was plopped into the glass and floated to the top. ``There you go, one drink for the young working lad.''\n\n\tAxel looked at the drink, curiosity brimming in his teen mind. He lifted the glass and took a sniff. He regretted it. It smelled like fish mixed with many of the cleaning materials he used to work with. He began to get a second thought about drinking it just from the smell alone. He didn't want to chicken out. He wanted to try this. In his head, he thought that doing something like this would make him stronger, more like Vargus and the others. He didn't want to be a weak monkey boy anymore. He opened his mouth as much as he could and tilted the glass. The drink seemed to burn his throat as it slid down. It wasn't nearly as bad as the vinegar he had been tortured with. The strong alcohol chemical taste as gone as he swallowed it, gulping it down, fish and all. \n\n\tHe felt a slight retch in his throat but gulped it down. Vargus looked at the boy, at his slightly sickened expression. He was wondering whether or not he should have let the teen do this. He looked at the bucket that was now by the boy, thinking if he should hand it to him. The boy's body seemed to relax. A slow smile spreading across his dazed face. \n\n\t``You know, that was really nice of you.'' He said, looking at Vargus. ``No one has ever been so nice to me before. I should really repay you.'' The boy hopped off of his stool and wobbled toward the large man. Skinny arms gripped at the pig's overalls. ``You can hit me if you want, cut me... you can do anything. Strike me across the head.''\n\n\t``Kid, what are you talking about?'' Vargus blurted, shock in his voice. ``I don't want to hit you.'' He got his face close to the boy's. The kid's breath now stank with booze. He had forgotten just how tiny the boy was. What was just a standard drink for him would be more powerful for the young monkey. He was regretting this already. \n\n\t``That's how people fuck, they hurt and hit... nnfff... I want you to fuck me.'' He said, his eyes gazing at the pig dreamily. ``I want you to piss all over me and strike me like the bad monkey I am...''\n\n\t``Kid, that's...'' The pig gripped the boy and held him up. He spoke quietly into the teenager's ear. ``Kid, that's not how people are supposed to fuck. They're... supposed to do it with love, or at least in a way that no one gets hurt like, that bad.''\n\n\t``No, you're supposed to hit themmmmmm....~'' A drunk monkey slurred.\n\n\t``Axel, you're drunk. I knew this was a bad idea... let's get you back in bed so you can sleep this off. Oh, the hangover you're going to get.'' He hoisted the boy over his shoulder, making sure to do it slowly to avoid strong motion sickness in the kid. He didn't want the boy to vomit all over his back. \n\n\t``I want you to fuck meeee~'' The boy sang in a tempting singsong voice. Vargus was tempted. He wouldn't mind having relations with the teen. The boy was drunk, though. It wouldn't be right. He'd through a lot and his mind wasn't in the right place. He'd have to resist the temptation of the teenager. As much as he wanted to cram his fat pig cock into the boy's drunken throat. Just the idea was making him feel a slight tingle underneath his overalls. \n\n\tHe took the boy back to the bunk and sat him down on one of the beds. He made sure that the boy was in a stable position before letting go of him. Axel coughed before he began to undo his pants, showing the foreman the white fabric of his underwear. Vargus looked away from the boy's crotch. If he looked enough, he might not be able to hold himself back from the teen's offer. ``Kid, settle down. I'm not going to fuck you. Let's just... uh, let's just try to get you relaxed.''\n\n\t``I'm so relaxed. Fuck...'' Axel swore, pulling his soft uncut penis out of the opening of his briefs as he kicked his pants off. Vargus's eyes watched as the boy's young flaccid cock flopped in his grip. The boy's dick seemed to dance in his hands, bobbing around limply in a tantalizing display. He was finally able to tear his eyes away from the flopping member, looking the boy straight in the face. ``Axel...'' He began. The boy's soft face was so precious, even when twisted in his drunken relaxed state. He felt a strong desire to ravish the boy. Axel probably wouldn't even remember it. He felt his own fat cock stiffen in his overalls. He lowered his face toward Axel's, bracing to make out with the teen's young face.\n\n\tHe felt a vibration in his overalls and pulled back. The boy's expression became one of shock as Vargus fished something out of the pocket of his overalls. He pulled out his holotab and bit his lip as he scrolled through the screen. ``Holy... what a time...'' He said, shoving the device back into his pocket. ``Hey, I'm sorry. I have to take that. It's important.''\n\n\t``What is it?'' Axel asked, a hand reaching for the zipper of the man's overalls.\n\n\tThe foreman gently batted the boy's naughty hand away. ``Kid, stop. I shouldn't tell you, but it's the captain himself requesting me.''\n\n\t``The... captain?''\n\n\t``Yeah, and I can't disobey a direct order from the captain.'' Vargus said, taking a step back from the inebriated boy. ``It probably won't be long. Just uh... sit tight. I'll get something to help you when I get back.'' He looked around the room, almost like he was searching for something. ``I'll lock the door so you don't get into trouble. I'll be back.''\n\n\tHe rushed out of the bunk. The door closed behind him. There was a sudden click. The intoxicated boy realized he was alone now. He felt sad now that Vargus was gone, but his drunken swirling mind wasn't sure if he had caused it or not. The monkey boy hopped on his feet. His knees wobbled from under him as the room seemed to sway across his vision. He noticed something on the ground and bent down to take a closer look at it. His lighter had fallen from his pocket. He took the small blue thing and flicked at it. The fire appeared before his drunken eyes.\n\n\t``Light, Light, are you there, can you hear me?'' The boy begged, sweat running down his fur. ``Can you talk to me, I need your help?''\n\n\tThere was no reply from the flame. \n\n\tFrustration came over the boy and he tossed the lighter. The plastic clacked and bounced across the metal ground, the fire gone in an instant. Axel looked down at his limp penis hanging out of the front of his white underwear. He gripped it, the boy's long foreskin rolled along the tips of his fingers. ``C'mon, get up...'' He said, speaking to the soft flesh. He'd never masturbated before and not once had he had an orgasm in his young life. In his stupor, he craved the same release that he had given others.\n\n\tHe wrapped his hands around the flaccid cock, trying to coax it into life. It just fell, dangling awkwardly when he let go. He put his head in his hands. Tears streamed from his eyes. Why was he so useless at everything? Everything that he had tried to put his work and mind to seemed to go poorly for him. Now Vargus who had worked hard to give him a good night was mad at him. What a terrible loser he was! He'd ruined everything, just like he always had. \n\n\t``Axel...'' He heard the voice again. The boy searched around. ``Light, is that you?''\n\n\t``Yes, you shouldn't have thrown me like that. Please, pick me up. I can help you.'' The boy grabbed the discarded lighter and flicked it. The flame greeted him with a subtle dance. The room seemed to disappear. The warm light of the fire waved in his sight. Axel suddenly felt at peace as he stared at it.\n\n\t``Dear Axel, are you having a problem getting up?'' Light asked him, the tone gentle and reassuring. \n\n\t``Yeah, I need to cum. I need to... I've never came before.'' The teen replied, his head swaying with the dance of the flame. \n\n\t``I know that. I'll help you, dear Axel. You will need to be quick. Vargus will be back soon. You need to behave yourself when he does. I will help you achieve orgasm.'' The flame seemed to speak to him. \n\n\t``Thank you, Light.''\n\n\t``I need you to get a knife from the kitchen, dear Axel. Hurry.'' \n\n\tThe boy obeyed the command. He rushed into the kitchen and found a small sharp blade. He went back to the bed and sat his butt down in the hammock. The focus he now had seemed to counter his intoxicated state. He didn't feel so loose when the flame ordered him.\n\n\t``What do I do now?''\n\n\t``Look at your wrist, right where your fur ends. I want you to take the blade and slice it across your wrist. Not too deeply. Careful, just do it in a slow motion.'' The flame ordered him. \n\n\t``But... that'll hurt...'' Axel said, lining the blade awkwardly with his wrist. The light flickered in the hand that held the lighter. \n\n\t``It will help you. You need to do this.'' The voice said gently. ``It will work. Slowly, dear Axel.''\n\n\tHe watched as the skin of his wrist was slowly sliced into by the blade of the knife. Thick red lines began to pour from the opening. The cut stung, an intense burning sensation. The shock of it almost caused him to drop the lighter. The red rushed out of his wound, getting all over the bed. He watched the blood mat into the fur of his arm as it spread. \n\n\t``That's it. Look at your penis now, Axel.''\n\n\tThe boy's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at his now fully engorged member sticking out of the flap of his underwear. He put the knife down and wrapped his wounded hand around it. Blood dripped all over his uncut hard-on, coating it with a hot sensation. He stroked his now blood slicked cock. It felt so warm, it felt so right. He watched the glistening crimson dance in the light of the flame. He pumped his young dick, feeling his long prepuce run under his fingers. Blood wet the tips of his fingers as he jerked himself off. \n\n\tThe boy's body shuddered as his orgasm came. His young monkey spunk came out in thick ropes that draped across the floor in front of him. He looked down at the long, shimmering ropes of simian jizz. It was a lot. He wasn't even sure how many ropes there was as his vision was starting to sway more. \n\n\t``Axel, hurry. I need to heal you. Please, bring me towards your wound. Hurry.'' The flame ushered.\n\n\tAxel did as he was told. He brought the lighter under the bleeding slice in his wrist. The wound burned. He bit his lip as he watched the slice he had created slowly close up, leaving no evidence of the injury. Blackness was starting to invade his eyesight. He felt so tired again. The voice came in like a faint whisper in his ear. ``Sleep tight, dear Axel. Do not worry about the mess. I will clean it. Rest now.''\n\n\tAxel obeyed.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Eternal Debt, by UnamusedMonkey

Chapter Six. Broken.

\tThe pure whiteness of everything was blinding to the young boy. Axel's eyes had trouble adjusting to it all. In all of his twelve years of life, he'd never seen a room so clean, so white. It was so bright, he felt like it was almost blinding him. He rubbed at his eyes, hoping the counter some of the pain from the light above him would go away. It didn't help. He could barely make out the form sitting across from him.

\tShe was a tan furred coyote, her glasses were spotless as she observed the monkey pre-teen through them. She held out a yellow notepad and began to write into it, her pencil a blur of motion as she wrote. She was also in white, in a pure white lab coat and pants that seemed to melt into the rest of the room. The light made it hard for Axel to make out the finer features of the canine.

\t``You appear to be sensitive to light, do you have a vision disorder?'' The canine asked as she wrote in her notepad.

\t``No, I don't think so... It's just so dark where I am most of time. The school isn't very well lit and most of the rooms are barely lit at all.''

\t``That's because factories usually aren't well lit, it's to help prepare you for your career.'' She said, writing more with a slight hum in her voice. ``... how old are you, Mr. Stone?''

\t``I'm twelve.'' He replied sheepishly.

\t``Twelve, huh? You should have been out of school years ago. Do you have a learning disability? Are you retarded?'' The woman inquired.

\t``No, there's just been an issue regarding my tuition fees. You see, uh, I go to school for a while and then I do cleaning duties for about ten hours a day. It's hard for me to get my full classes in so I haven't been getting as many credits as the other students. I also started really late. I think... I was born here.''

\t``This isn't a breeding world, you weren't born here.'' The woman leaned forward, studying the monkey boy. ``Speaking of your tuition... how much is in your current account, Mr. Stone?''

\t``Uh... I've worked up to a third of a credit.'' He said, gulping nervously.

\t``I'll take that to pay for my services. Hopefully your headmaster will loan me the rest.'' She said, putting the notepad to her side. ``I was told you were sent here as part of several disciplinary actions for anti-social and rowdy behavior.''

\tThe boy's face went pale. ``I uh... I was sent here because I cried.''

\t``You cried?'' The coyote's face twisted into a scowl. ``Was there a reason for that?''

\t``The test machine they had me replacing the arm had a piston that was loose and it hit me.'' The boy said, a pained expression in his face. ``And it really hurt.''

\t``Where did the piston hit you, Mr. Stone?''

\tAxel's face went pink.

\t``You had better answer.'' The woman said, her voice dripping with annoyance.

\t``It hit me in the testicles, ma'am.'' Axel said, his hands covering his eyes as he said it.

\t``Does it still hurt?'' She asked.

\t``Yes. I can't afford medicine... it hurts.'' The boy said, crossing his legs slightly.

\t``Well, that's too bad. I guess it's going to hurt for quite a while.'' She grabbed her notepad and resumed writing in it, this time with even more enthusiasm. ``We can't have you crying, especially during class. The other boys will think that something is wrong for you. A man of your age is not to show any signs of crying. It's a mental disorder. You need to bite into your lip and be a man about it. If you cant do that, then I can prescribe you some medicine to help you with it.''

\t``For the pain?'' Axel asked with a squeak.

\t``No, for the sadness. There exists a bountiful array of drugs that can help you cope with strong emotions. If I can get a diagnosis for you, I'll find the perfect drug to help you remedy that chemical imbalance in your brain.'' She said, a smile across her canine jaw.

\t``I don't think there's anything wrong with my brain, though.'' The young boy scratched at the top of his head through the material of his blue school cap. ``It just really hurt...''

\t``You've been caught eating food from the trash and being hesitant to obey orders. These are very disturbing behaviors that normal men your age wouldn't do.'' She glared at the boy, a piercing look in her eyes. ``It's abnormal, the signs of a chemical imbalance. Have you seen any of the other boys eating literal garbage?''

\tThe thought of food made the boy's stomach growl. His exposed ribs showed the undernourished nature of his body. ``I was really hungry and my mop was getting really heavy. I'd been up for thirty hours. I really needed something to eat so I could finish mopping that floor. I saw the can and... I didn't think anyone was there.''

\t``There was, and that's disgusting. You can't be eating trash like that. If you did that at a job, they would vaporize you on the spot for stealing company property. That's what it is when you take things that don't belong to you, stealing.'' She grabbed a small box to her side and opened it.

\t``Tell me, Mr. Stone. What do you think of your dear mother?'' She asked, a sudden shift in tone.

\tThe boy thought for a moment and responded plainly. ``I never met her.''

\t``If you did know her, would you have sex with her, Mr. Stone?'' The canine asked, pulling some white cards from the box.

\t``No, I wouldn't...'' The monkey boy bit his lip. ``I uh... you are a doctor?''

\t``Yes, I am. I am a special doctor that works with your head. I'm going to find out what's wrong with you, Mr. Stone. They wouldn't call me Dr. Marge Livingston if I wasn't a doctor. So, tell  me... why wouldn't you have sex with your mother?''

\t``I don't know, I mean... I haven't met her and uh...'' The pre-teen pondered a little bit.

\t``Are you a homosexual?'' The woman asked with judgement in her voice.

\t``What's that?'' The monkey kid asked.

\t``A homosexual is a man who has sex with another man. It's called sodomy. Homosexuality is a deviance and considered a mental illness by the psychiatric field. There is a drug called medroxyprogesterone acetate that we can mix with chlorpromazine to treat you if you are diagnosed with a homosexual deviant disorder.''

\tThe boy's eyes widened. So many new a long words. He wasn't sure what to think of it all.  ``I don't think I'm that either, I don't think... I uh don't really think much about anything like that. I just work on cleaning and my classes.''

\t``Yet, it was reported that you hesitated an order for two seconds.'' The woman added in.

\t``I was worried the machine was going to cut me up, it had all kinds of blades attached to it. I was scared.'' Axel said, remembering the incident. He had been reprimanded harshly for his delay.

\t``Many of the machines you will be working with during your career will have blades. You cannot afford to be afraid of them. Your hesitance is a sign of a defiant behavior disorder regarding authority. Coupled with a possible anti-social disorder regarding you eating all that trash... you've got one sick head, Mr. Stone. Do not worry, as I will help you. That's my job after all.''

The psychiatrist cleared her throat as she showed him a large card. Across the card was a large black stain. It looked like someone had spilled oil on it. She gave the monkey a studious look before speaking again. ``This is a test that people in my field call an `ink blot' test. You look at the pictures and tell me what it looks like, okay?''

\t``Uh, it looks like a spill.'' Axel said, confusion in his voice.

\t``No, it doesn't. It's supposed to look like something in your mind, anything but a spill.'' She said, growling. ``Look at it again and tell me what it looks like.''

\tAxel saw the anger building up in her expression. ``I uh... it looks like a splat?''

\t\t``You fucking brat.'' The coyote gritted her teeth. ``Are you trying to make me angry? Is this your defiant disorder making its way through that ape head of yours? No, you look at it AGAIN and you tell me what it looks like.''

\tThe boy shuddered as he looked again. His lips trembled, fear in his voice. ``It looks like... food?''

\tThe anger seemed to wipe clean from Livingston's face. ``Good, it looks like food. Now, how about this one?'' She showed the boy another card. Again, it looked like absolutely nothing. The boy's mind raced as he looked at the splatter across the page.

\t``It looks like food.'' He said, his voice plain.

\t``And this one?''

\t``Food.''

\t``And this one?''

\t``Like food.''

\t``And this last one?''

\t``They all look like food to me.'' The boy said, un-sureness in his voice.

\t``Interesting, you seem to have an unhealthy preoccupation with food.'' Dr. Livingston wrote more on her notepad before putting it down. ``There's more tests to be done, but you won't be able to afford any of them. I'm going to give you a diagnosis of schizophrenia, oppositional defiant disorder, and acute antisocial disorder. I would prescribe you some drugs, but you won't be able to afford those as well. Maybe when you get a few more credits I'll be able to get you some. For the sake of your treatment, I'm going to have the school halve your rations. The less you have to eat, the less you'll think about food.''

\t``Halve my food? But, I'm already so hungry...'' The boy said with a weak whine.

\t``It's all in your head, your preoccupation with food stems from you being overfed. That is why you act the way you do. The school has been very generous with what it has given you and it has made you a spoiled, self-serving, lazy, and defiant young brat and that's going to change. How much are you fed, Mr. Stone?''

``I get one bowl of gruel every morning and before I go to bed...'' Axel said with a pathetic squeak in his voice. ``It's a very tiny bowl.'' He added in quickly.

``Now you only get one bowl before bed, no more breakfast. That'll help your problem.'' Livingston said, standing up from her seat. She walked up to the pre-teen monkey laying on the white couch, leaning closer to him. ``Do you feel comfortable down there?'' She asked, a dark hint in her voice.

The tiny Axel looked up at the woman that was standing above him. His expression turned into one of fear. He looked around the white room, scanning for any hint of a door. There was none. He was completely trapped. His tail found itself in his hands. He stroked the tip of his tail, trying to calm himself down as sweat rolled down his back.

\t``I don't know, it's soft, but...''

\tThere was a noise above his head. A device emerged from the walls. It was a strange rectangular box, covered with dials. The machine hummed quietly. A noise that made the boy's heart race with apprehension. He didn't like this. He scrambled to get out of the couch but the woman's hands pushed him back onto the couch. A strong palm pressed against the chest of his blue school uniform. A hand knocked his cap off of his head and he felt something else replace it. There was a whine coming from the strange earpiece that now donned his head. He felt a primal fear course through him. Animalistic noises came from his throat as he tried to get away but couldn't escape. The whine against his ears became louder.

``I'd say nine-hundred volts ought to be fair.'' Livingston said, adjusting the dial with her free hand. ``I'd tell you that this won't hurt a bit, but I would be lying. If it's any assurance, you probably won't remember any of this.''

Tears streamed from the boy's face.

``Clear!''

Axel awoke, his entire body slick with sweat. His vision was a blur as the entire room seemed to spin around his vision. The spinning came to a sudden stop. ``Gotcha, kiddo!'' Came a familiar gruff voice. The boy's widened eyes saw the large face of the foreman above him. His panic lessened and his breathing slowed as he tried to think.

\t``I was wondering when you were going to wake up. The doctor's must've put you under something strong. You must've turned in your sleep, though. I found you with your snoz dinged up and a pretty big mess under you.''

\tAxel touched his now swollen nose.

\t``I was actually just finishing cleaning you up when you woke. Are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.'' The foreman's words were soft and gentle, not unlike the words of a father talking to his son he'd imagined. The monkey boy paused, his skinny arms wrapped around the foreman's wide body. He pressed his young face into the man's chest. Tears streamed from his eyes as he blubbered. ``Oh, Vargus, I thought I was going to die over there. There was this horrible crash and... there was this guy who tied me up and he kept hurting me and...and...and...'' He sniffled loudly, tears and snot getting on the chest of the foreman's work shirt. The pig patted the boy's back, a strong hand gently coaxing the boy. ``It's okay, you're safe now. We don't need to think about it right now. Now, I'm going to give you a treat, okay, kid?'' He pushed the boy away enough so he should see his snot-covered mess of a face. ``Kid, you were brave out there. You're the only one left of my crew still on the ship. I'm going to make sure you're safe, okay? We don't have to work for a while. We're just going to relax until you feel a little better, okay? And though it won't be for a while, I'll be on the dropship with you next time, okay?''

\t``You promise?''

\t``I promise, kiddo.'' The pig rubbed his hair.

\tThe monkey boy let out a slight smile as the large fingers ruffled his hair. The boy suddenly looked up at the foreman. ``What about Johnson, is he okay?'' He asked.

\t``Johnson is... well, he'll be okay after a while. He's being sent to another ship that can help him out. He talked to me a little bit before he left. He said that he's sorry for any of the mean stuff he said to you. I don't know what happened, but I guess you two had a bit of a fight?''

\tJohnson had probably left out the part where he let the Siamese molest him. He wondered if he left that out to protect himself of the crime, or maybe Johnson was trying to protect him from the sexual humiliation. He figured it best to let that lie for now.

\t``Yeah, it wasn't a big deal.'' The boy said, stifling a sniffle as he looked at the foreman that held him with such ease. ``You said you're going to give me a treat?''

\t``Yeah, kid. I'm going to take you to someplace to get some good food in you, my treat.'' A big finger poked the boy's concave belly. ``We found all of your stuff on Blito. Even your gummy worms and your, uh, notebook.''

\tThere was a pause in the big man's voice. The monkey teen bit his lip. The large porcine sat the boy down back in the hammock, making sure he was secure. The teen's legs dangled as he sat up awkwardly on the bed. ``Did you read it?'' He asked, a tiny voice.

\t``Well, I, I did take a little look.'' The foreman rubbed his head in embarrassment. ``You have very neat handwriting.''

\tVargus coughed. He looked away from the boy. It was a lie. He hadn't just taken a mere little look at the boy's personal notebook. He'd read everything inside of it. Not all of it made sense to the foreman, but reading the boy's notes made him feel closer to him. Axel had been out for a while, and while he was in the medical bay Vargus had taken it upon himself to make sure the boy's school uniform and possessions were in order for when he returned.

\tWhile he was getting ready to have the boy's dirty uniform laundered he noticed the notebook along with a small amount of change spill out of the chest pocket. It was a small blue booklet, fairly common for note taking at a school environment. When he had opened it he was curious at the neat handwriting that almost looked typed inside of it.

\t``This book is property of Axel Stone, Parts Monkey 4,830,164. I have used a tenth of a credit and two days of ration cards to buy this book. Please do not take it. I need it to help me. If you do take it, please discard all of my written pages.''

\tFrom there the contents of his notebook got all the more stranger. It was an odd assortment of writings. Mostly childish musings and questions that he seemed to have in his mind. Others were odd, such as a few pages that denoted ``remember'' as the header. Most of these seemed oddly inconsequential but must have been important to the boy.

\t``Remember: I found a bug in a parts box this morning. I wanted to keep it as a friend but I was told I could not. I thought about eating it but couldn't do it. I wanted to set it free but it was taken from me.''

\t``Remember: The warm dream.''

\t``Remember: When you are cleaning, the best chance you have to eat from the trash is between 2:00-4:00. Everyone is asleep.''

\t``Remember: Two hours of sleep a day is more than enough.''

\tThere were more like that.  The musings had a tinge of sadness yet a bit of hope to them. Some of the pages didn't make any sense, though. He wondered if he should as the young boy about them, but decided not to. He had already invaded the kid's privacy. The last written page stuck in the pig's mind, however. It looked like it had been written just before left his home planet of Asios. All that was written was ``I feel cold'' and the rest of the page was blank.

\tThe thoughts of the pig were interrupted by a cheery electronic voice. The boy's Assurance beeped loudly before speaking. The blue wrist mounted device almost seemed to vibrate. ``Mr. Stone, I would like to remind you that you have not made any payments to Shine Holdings. At this rate by the end of the cycle your interest will be-''

\t``Hold on there.'' The foreman said, ruffling through his pockets. He pulled out a small chip and held it in front of the Assurance. The machine beeped twice. ``Thank you for your payment of one hundred credits. Have a wonderful day.'' Then it went completely quiet.

\tAxel looked up at the foreman and back down to the Assurance, eyes wide. ``You... you just... you paid part of my debt?'' His voice trembled.

\t``The captain gave me a small bonus for helping out on Blito. He also helped in twisting some arms to help get you all fixed up. I'm not the biggest fan of Mr. Lowhar but it looks like he did a really good job on you.'' The pig said with a satisfied grunt. He walked over to the large duffel that was in the corner of the room and opened it. He pulled out the boy's clean uniform and his thick work boots. ``We should get you some shoes sometime, these boots look awfully heavy for day walking.''

\tAxel hopped to his feet, brushing the paper thin material of his gown. ``I like them, they're nice.'' He said, walking over to the big man. The pig handed the boy his uniform. Axel pulled off his gown.

\tVargus's eyes couldn't help but wander towards the boy's tiny near naked body. He'd been married multiple times. He never would have thought that he would find a boy's body attractive. He'd worked almost exclusively with men, showered with them, and never had he gazed at their naked forms with any kind of lust in his heart. He couldn't quite put a finger on it, but something about the monkey kid seemed to feed into his hungry eyes. He tried to push it away.

\tThe sight of the kid's brief clad ass as he pulled his uniform pants on, hunched over slightly enough that the nice roundness of his cheeks could be made through the soft cotton. His large fingers trembled. He had to stop himself from reaching out and gripping the boy's young butt.

\tAxel was dressed quickly. His monkey feet sank into the big boots and his cap was neatly placed on his head. He gave a faint smile as he looked down at his once again clean uniform. He looked at the foreman, taking a few awkward steps with the large boots. ``Are we going now?'' He asked, a hint of excitement in his voice.

\t``Yeah, follow me.'' The pig reached out his hand.

\tAxel's thin fingers wrapped around the foreman's. The pair of them headed out the door and into the long hallway. Occasionally the foreman would look back at the boy, studying his face. He seemed to be in okay spirits, despite everything that had happened to him. Maybe the boy was doing better than he was. Though he was good at hiding it, Vargus had a hole building in his heart. The near complete loss of his crew wasn't sitting well with him. He considered himself responsible. After all, he had sent the crew out there without even joining them. What kind of foreman would do that? It was like he had sent them all into the gates of Hell himself. He wasn't sure he could forgive himself for that, but working with the boy, maybe he could ease the pain he felt.

\tIt didn't take long for the two to enter the ship's internal city. Every time Axel saw it, he almost forgot that he was in the bowels of a mining ship. The foreman led him into a building. The smell of booze and tobacco permeated in the recycled air.

\tAxel had never been to a bar. He had heard of them before. He felt very out of place with all the rough and tumble looking guys that were chatting and laughing loudly. He clung to the foreman a little bit. Vargus rubbed the boy's head and lead him to a stool by the bar counter. Axel sat his little monkey ass down on the stool as the heavy porcine took up one next to him. Axel looked at the counter before him. There were a few half eaten meals on top of left behind plates. There was a blue lighter next to one of them. He reached out for one of the plates until a large hand gently stopped him. ``We're going to get you a fresh meal. None of that.''

\tA black furred rat approached the bar from behind the bar. He was dressed in a pair of stained workman's overalls, much like what Vargus wore. He was cleaning a glass with a rag as he eyed the two. ``Hey, Vargus.'' He said, a warm smile adorned his long rodent maw. ``Haven't seen you here for a while. Do you want the usual?''

\t``Yeah, I'd like that.'' Vargus answered with a hearty chuckle. ``And a plate of nachos for the kid. Loaded.''

\tThe rat turned to the small monkey boy and hummed softly. ``Would the kid like a drink?'' He asked, his long tail swinging behind him.

\t``Ehh, let's just give him a soda for now. Do you have anything banana flavored?'' The pig asked.

\t``That's a rather stereotypical request.'' The rat answered with a cackle, clearly joking. ``Yeah, I think I might have something. I'll have it right up.''

\tThe rat ducked into a door and seemed to vanish. Axel's eyes drifted towards the lighter. Vargus watched him. ``Kid, do you want a smoke?''

\t``No, I just have never seen someone leave something like this behind before.'' He said, looking at the blue plastic. ``Do you think they'll miss it? Maybe we should find out who lost it.'' He said, his voice with genuine worry in it.

\t``Kid, that thing's basically trash. Even if there's fuel in it, I don't think he'll miss it very much.'' Vargus patted the boy's skinny back. It was so bony and stiff under his palm. ``You can have it if you want.''

\t``Really?'' Axel let out a soft gasp.

\t``Yeah, not sure how useful it would be since you don't smoke.'' Vargus rubbed the pink skin of his head slowly. ``but you can have it. Just be careful with it. I could teach you to smoke sometime, if you want to learn. It's not a good habit, though. I just like a cigar now and then. A kid like you... we could try menthol cigarettes. It's an old spacer's habit. Most spacers believe even though they're bad for you that smoking helps heal the soul. Not so sure on that one, though.''

\tThe monkey nervously grabbed the blue lighter. He felt like this was stealing something important, even though Vargus had told him that it was okay. His skinny fingers twitched against the blue plastic.

\t``Do you know how that thing works?'' The foreman inquired.

\t``I think I can figure it...'' There was a flick, a spark, and then a sustained flame.

\tAxel's eyes widened as he watched the small flame dance around the hole of the lighter. It was almost like the fire was beckoning him, telling him to join him in this rhythmic display. Something about the fire seemed oddly comforting. The rest of the bar seemed to fade into a black void around the boy. He was alone with his new friend. The bright orange flame flickered, the blue base of it looking like a beautiful sapphire as it swayed.

\t``Axel...'' A  voice said.

\t``Yes?'' Axel found himself replying.

\t``Axel...'' The voice repeated. ``Do you remember me?''

\t``I'm sorry, I don't...'' The monkey admitted.

\t``Axel, I know you have trouble remembering things.'' The voice seemed to whisper into his ear. ``I know they hurt you. They hurt you bad. I will help you. Keep me with you. I will remember it all for you. I am your friend. I will tell you everything in due time.''

\t``...who are you?'' Axel asked the flame, watching it dance across the tip of the lighter.

\t``I am an old friend, one that you have forgotten. You may call me Light.'' The voice said, the whisper growing louder. ``I'm going to help you. There is someone you are looking for. You and I will find her. You will repay her.''

\t``Is it Rosca?'' The boy asked with a squeak in his voice.

\t``No, my dear Axel. Her name is-''

\tA hand gripped Axel by the shoulder. He snapped back, sitting completely straight in a sudden move. The void was gone, the loud, smoky bar had returned. The flame vanished in an instant. He looked around and saw Vargus's curious face staring at him.

\t``Kid, you were really looking at that thing for a while.'' He said, an awkward laugh sounding. ``Uh, are you okay?''

\tAxel's eyes darted around before he spoke. ``You didn't hear it?'' He asked, his voice low.

\t``I heard that our food is here.'' The foreman pointed to a steaming plate that was right in front of the monkey. It was an odd looking dish. Stiff triangular things were covered in a thick yellow sauce with odd thick brown pudding and green circles decorating them. He'd never seen anything like it. It smelled good, though. He was drooling at the sight and scent of it all. ``I... didn't say anything?'' He asked Vargus, taking his eyes off of the food.

\t``No, you just were looking at the flame for a little while.'' Vargus admitted, rubbing his back. ``Almost like you were watching a movie or something.''

\t``What's a movie?'' Axel asked, wanting to change the subject.

\t``Eh- Well, I should just show you one sometime. It's hard to explain.'' Vargus looked at his plate. Thick meaty slabs glazed in a thin red sauce was his dish. He looked back at the boy. ``Go ahead and eat.''

\t``What is it?'' A curious Axel poked at one of the stiff looking triangles.

\t``They're called nachos. It's uh... like a grain that's cooked into chips, then they're warmed and on top there's some synthetic cheese and synthmeat there.'' He pointed to the odd looking green circles. ``Those a peppers, my favorite part. They're special little things with a lot of flavor.'' He pointed to a tall glass that was full of a bubbling yellow liquid. The color of it made Axel flinch as it reminded him of something else.

\t``That's soda, it's a sweet drink... like your gummy worms.'' The foreman tried to explain awkwardly. ``I'm not a soda guy but I think you'll like it.''

\tAxel's eyes looked at the drink the pig had. In his short, squat glass was a thin brown fluid that had a tiny fish inside of it. The fish, obviously dead, was laying on its side, on the very top of the fluid. ``What's that?'' The monkey boy asked, pointing to the strange drink.

\t``This is called `Miner's Ore' it's uh, more of a drink for adults. I wouldn't mind giving you one but I don't think you'll like it.'' Vargus looked down. ``You're supposed to drink it all in one gulp. It's strong stuff.''

\t``Even the fish?'' The teen asked.

\t``Even the fish.'' The foreman gripped the glass and rushed it towards his mouth. He threw his head back and drank the entire thing in an instant. He swallowed the contents loudly and let out a satisefying exhale as he smacked his lips together.  ``Whew! That never gets old, haha! Ooo...'' He looked down at began to cut into his meal with a knife and fork.

\tAxel looked back down at his nachos. His monkey hands were suddenly all over the dish. Awkwardly, cheese and fake meat sauce coated his hands as he clawed at it. He bit into the crunchy chips, feeling the hard grain morsels break into tiny pieces inside of his mouth. The hot fake cheese and meat added a very nice taste to the nachos, making the boy moan as he crammed more into his hungry mouth.

\tThe green peppers released their flavorful juices as his teeth bit into them. The heat of these peppers were rather mild but to a boy like Axel the flavor was almost overwhelming. He relished the new sensations as the warm food made his young face twist into a smile so wide that it began to burn at his cheeks.

\t``Slow down, kid.'' Vargus said after swallowing a piece of meat. ``You're going to make yourself throw up if you eat fast like that.''

\tBut Axel couldn't slow down. The boy had been denied so much food that it didn't take long for him to clean the entire plate of nachos. He pressed his monkey face against the plate, licking the remainder of cheese and meat from the dish itself. Vargus looked around. People were staring at the boy. Sweat ran down the back of his neck. He patted the boy's back. ``Kid, uh... take it down a notch, you're getting a few looks.''

\tThe boy pried his face from the plate and saw the stares. Sheepishly he put the now completely bare plate on the bar in front of him and felt a flush along his cheeks. He grabbed the glass of soda and took a drink from it. His smile grew larger as the sweet, sugary beverage hit his tongue. It was an intense sensation. His little body bounced a little in his seat. The fake banana flavor tasted familiar to him even though he could never recall a time he ever had eaten a banana in his life. He let out a loud moan as he drained the entire glass of the soda.

\tVargus finished his meal and looked over at the boy. He watched how happy he was and felt a little envious. He was a tough kid. Any other kid that had gone through what he had wouldn't be able to bounce back nearly as well. He didn't think he could. The boy looked up at him, a pleading expression on his face. ``Uh... Vargus, I know you've given me so much, but... I want to try one of those other drinks. Like the one you had.''

\t``I don't know if that's a good idea, kid. It's kind of strong.'' The foreman replied, watching his face. ``Though, I suppose you can give it a shot.'' He waved over the rat bar tender. ``Uh, get him a Miner's Ore and a bucket.''

\tThe rat looked at the smiling monkey boy. His red eyes scanned him. ``He's a bit too young for that. I could get in trouble.'' He said, sheepishness in his voice.

\tVargus pulled closer to the tender and whispered in his ear. ``He's been through a lot. I'm just trying to keep him happy before we're set back to work. Can you do this for me?''

\t``Sure thing, one Miner's Ore coming up.'' The rat put a short glass on the counter. He grabbed two bottles and poured them into the glass. One bottle had something see-through, completely clear, and the other had something oily and brown inside of it. He went to read the contents from the label but the rat was so fast he didn't get a chance to. Soon the dead fish was plopped into the glass and floated to the top. ``There you go, one drink for the young working lad.''

\tAxel looked at the drink, curiosity brimming in his teen mind. He lifted the glass and took a sniff. He regretted it. It smelled like fish mixed with many of the cleaning materials he used to work with. He began to get a second thought about drinking it just from the smell alone. He didn't want to chicken out. He wanted to try this. In his head, he thought that doing something like this would make him stronger, more like Vargus and the others. He didn't want to be a weak monkey boy anymore. He opened his mouth as much as he could and tilted the glass. The drink seemed to burn his throat as it slid down. It wasn't nearly as bad as the vinegar he had been tortured with. The strong alcohol chemical taste as gone as he swallowed it, gulping it down, fish and all.

\tHe felt a slight retch in his throat but gulped it down. Vargus looked at the boy, at his slightly sickened expression. He was wondering whether or not he should have let the teen do this. He looked at the bucket that was now by the boy, thinking if he should hand it to him. The boy's body seemed to relax. A slow smile spreading across his dazed face.

\t``You know, that was really nice of you.'' He said, looking at Vargus. ``No one has ever been so nice to me before. I should really repay you.'' The boy hopped off of his stool and wobbled toward the large man. Skinny arms gripped at the pig's overalls. ``You can hit me if you want, cut me... you can do anything. Strike me across the head.''

\t``Kid, what are you talking about?'' Vargus blurted, shock in his voice. ``I don't want to hit you.'' He got his face close to the boy's. The kid's breath now stank with booze. He had forgotten just how tiny the boy was. What was just a standard drink for him would be more powerful for the young monkey. He was regretting this already.

\t``That's how people fuck, they hurt and hit... nnfff... I want you to fuck me.'' He said, his eyes gazing at the pig dreamily. ``I want you to piss all over me and strike me like the bad monkey I am...''

\t``Kid, that's...'' The pig gripped the boy and held him up. He spoke quietly into the teenager's ear. ``Kid, that's not how people are supposed to fuck. They're... supposed to do it with love, or at least in a way that no one gets hurt like, that bad.''

\t``No, you're supposed to hit themmmmmm....~'' A drunk monkey slurred.

\t``Axel, you're drunk. I knew this was a bad idea... let's get you back in bed so you can sleep this off. Oh, the hangover you're going to get.'' He hoisted the boy over his shoulder, making sure to do it slowly to avoid strong motion sickness in the kid. He didn't want the boy to vomit all over his back.

\t``I want you to fuck meeee~'' The boy sang in a tempting singsong voice. Vargus was tempted. He wouldn't mind having relations with the teen. The boy was drunk, though. It wouldn't be right. He'd through a lot and his mind wasn't in the right place. He'd have to resist the temptation of the teenager. As much as he wanted to cram his fat pig cock into the boy's drunken throat. Just the idea was making him feel a slight tingle underneath his overalls.

\tHe took the boy back to the bunk and sat him down on one of the beds. He made sure that the boy was in a stable position before letting go of him. Axel coughed before he began to undo his pants, showing the foreman the white fabric of his underwear. Vargus looked away from the boy's crotch. If he looked enough, he might not be able to hold himself back from the teen's offer. ``Kid, settle down. I'm not going to fuck you. Let's just... uh, let's just try to get you relaxed.''

\t``I'm so relaxed. Fuck...'' Axel swore, pulling his soft uncut penis out of the opening of his briefs as he kicked his pants off. Vargus's eyes watched as the boy's young flaccid cock flopped in his grip. The boy's dick seemed to dance in his hands, bobbing around limply in a tantalizing display. He was finally able to tear his eyes away from the flopping member, looking the boy straight in the face. ``Axel...'' He began. The boy's soft face was so precious, even when twisted in his drunken relaxed state. He felt a strong desire to ravish the boy. Axel probably wouldn't even remember it. He felt his own fat cock stiffen in his overalls. He lowered his face toward Axel's, bracing to make out with the teen's young face.

\tHe felt a vibration in his overalls and pulled back. The boy's expression became one of shock as Vargus fished something out of the pocket of his overalls. He pulled out his holotab and bit his lip as he scrolled through the screen. ``Holy... what a time...'' He said, shoving the device back into his pocket. ``Hey, I'm sorry. I have to take that. It's important.''

\t``What is it?'' Axel asked, a hand reaching for the zipper of the man's overalls.

\tThe foreman gently batted the boy's naughty hand away. ``Kid, stop. I shouldn't tell you, but it's the captain himself requesting me.''

\t``The... captain?''

\t``Yeah, and I can't disobey a direct order from the captain.'' Vargus said, taking a step back from the inebriated boy. ``It probably won't be long. Just uh... sit tight. I'll get something to help you when I get back.'' He looked around the room, almost like he was searching for something. ``I'll lock the door so you don't get into trouble. I'll be back.''

\tHe rushed out of the bunk. The door closed behind him. There was a sudden click. The intoxicated boy realized he was alone now. He felt sad now that Vargus was gone, but his drunken swirling mind wasn't sure if he had caused it or not.  The monkey boy hopped on his feet. His knees wobbled from under him as the room seemed to sway across his vision. He noticed something on the ground and bent down to take a closer look at it. His lighter had fallen from his pocket. He took the small blue thing and flicked at it. The fire appeared before his drunken eyes.

\t``Light, Light, are you there, can you hear me?'' The boy begged, sweat running down his fur. ``Can you talk to me, I need your help?''

\tThere was no reply from the flame.

\tFrustration came over the boy and he tossed the lighter. The plastic clacked and bounced across the metal ground, the fire gone in an instant. Axel looked down at his limp penis hanging out of the front of his white underwear. He gripped it, the boy's long foreskin rolled along the tips of his fingers. ``C'mon, get up...'' He said, speaking to the soft flesh. He'd never masturbated before and not once had he had an orgasm in his young life. In his stupor, he craved the same release that he had given others.

\tHe wrapped his hands around the flaccid cock, trying to coax it into life. It just fell, dangling awkwardly when he let go. He put his head in his hands. Tears streamed from his eyes. Why was he so useless at everything? Everything that he had tried to put his work and mind to seemed to go poorly for him. Now Vargus who had worked hard to give him a good night was mad at him. What a terrible loser he was! He'd ruined everything, just like he always had.

\t``Axel...'' He heard the voice again. The boy searched around. ``Light, is that you?''

\t``Yes, you shouldn't have thrown me like that. Please, pick me up. I can help you.'' The boy grabbed the discarded lighter and flicked it. The flame greeted him with a subtle dance. The room seemed to disappear. The warm light of the fire waved in his sight. Axel suddenly felt at peace as he stared at it.

\t``Dear Axel, are you having a problem getting up?'' Light asked him, the tone gentle and reassuring.

\t``Yeah, I need to cum. I need to... I've never came before.'' The teen replied, his head swaying with the dance of the flame.

\t``I know that. I'll help you, dear Axel. You will need to be quick. Vargus will be back soon. You need to behave yourself when he does. I will help you achieve orgasm.'' The flame seemed to speak to him.

\t``Thank you, Light.''

\t``I need you to get a knife from the kitchen, dear Axel. Hurry.''

\tThe boy obeyed the command. He rushed into the kitchen and found a small sharp blade. He went back to the bed and sat his butt down in the hammock. The focus he now had seemed to counter his intoxicated state. He didn't feel so loose when the flame ordered him.

\t``What do I do now?''

\t``Look at your wrist, right where your fur ends. I want you to take the blade and slice it across your wrist. Not too deeply. Careful, just do it in a slow motion.'' The flame ordered him.

\t``But... that'll hurt...'' Axel said, lining the blade awkwardly with his wrist. The light flickered in the hand that held the lighter.

\t``It will help you. You need to do this.'' The voice said gently. ``It will work. Slowly, dear Axel.''

\tHe watched as the skin of his wrist was slowly sliced into by the blade of the knife. Thick red lines began to pour from the opening. The cut stung, an intense burning sensation. The shock of it almost caused him to drop the lighter. The red rushed out of his wound, getting all over the bed. He watched the blood mat into the fur of his arm as it spread.

\t``That's it. Look at your penis now, Axel.''

\tThe boy's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at his now fully engorged member sticking out of the flap of his underwear. He put the knife down and wrapped his wounded hand around it. Blood dripped all over his uncut hard-on, coating it with a hot sensation. He stroked his now blood slicked cock. It felt so warm, it felt so right. He watched the glistening crimson dance in the light of the flame. He pumped his young dick, feeling his long prepuce run under his fingers. Blood wet the tips of his fingers as he jerked himself off.

\tThe boy's body shuddered as his orgasm came. His young monkey spunk came out in thick ropes that draped across the floor in front of him. He looked down at the long, shimmering ropes of simian jizz. It was a lot. He wasn't even sure how many ropes there was as his vision was starting to sway more.

\t``Axel, hurry. I need to heal you. Please, bring me towards your wound. Hurry.'' The flame ushered.

\tAxel did as he was told. He brought the lighter under the bleeding slice in his wrist. The wound burned. He bit his lip as he watched the slice he had created slowly close up, leaving no evidence of the injury. Blackness was starting to invade his eyesight. He felt so tired again. The voice came in like a faint whisper in his ear. ``Sleep tight, dear Axel. Do not worry about the mess. I will clean it. Rest now.''

\tAxel obeyed.

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