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Anarky Out of this World (PREVIEW)
Author: Closet Fetishist

Synopsis: Anarky is abducted by a greedy corporate alien eager to stop her good deeds but she's never one to lose the upper hand and quickly flips it on him.

# of words: 1,866


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Suddenly, a purple beam completely surrounds Anarky from above and she rapidly dissipates into a cloud of light particles, leaving Kim Ben-Woo’s box unattended; which is just as well, he’d passed out over a half an hour ago. When Anarky’s body reforms, she finds herself aboard an alien spacecraft, a roomy yet single dome ship used for short distances; the private jet of intergalactic travel.

“Hello and welcome,” a soothing, almost robotic voice says. From the captain’s chair at the front of the vessel, an alien stands and approaches Anarky with almost gliding-like movements until he stands about a foot taller than her; he wears a tight fitting business suit and tie around his pale neck.

“What am I doing here?” Anarky asks, unintimidated.

“Good question, Anarky,” the alien replies slyly.

“Am I supposed to be impressed that you can read a dossier?”

“Not at all, I was just being familiar; allow me to introduce myself, my name is Lvuardiz Mzamilon but you can just call me Lvuardiz.”

Anarky looks at him cockeyed, “Yeah...okay, sure. You still haven’t told me why you brought me here, I was very busy down there.”

“Ah yes, busy tormenting the son of your predecessor for amusement?” He asks with a mocking tone. He pulls up an image on the main screen, it’s Anarky sitting on her fart box with Kim Ben-Woo inside; she has a wide smile on her face.

“Exactly. So why don’t you just send me back there so he doesn’t get too much fresh air,” Anarky says with a smirk. “I have to say though, I never get to see myself torturing anyone so I appreciate you showing this to me. Now, is this the button to get out or...” Anarky reaches for the controls near her but Lvuardiz grabs her wrist, stopping her.

“Listen to me, now!” He demands as he looms over her, tightening his grip on her arm. “You’re going to stop all your work immediately. You will release all the CEOs from their environmental contracts and you will step down as Dictator of Middle Korea, giving full control and an apology to Kim Ben-Woo.”

Anarky scoffs, rolling her eyes.

“You have done far too much damage to my companies and I will not allow it to continue, is that clear? You have only two choices, comply or die,” Lvuardiz insists.

She grins. “I think I have a third option,” she says calmly before delivering a swift kick right to the alien’s privates. He doubles over in pain as she crosses behind and pushes him down to the floor with her foot on his back; his head smacks with a loud thunk against the metal of the craft.

Anarky leans down to meet him face-to-face, “Don’t you ever threaten me!” She stomps down on his head once with her bright purple boot before noticing a probe along the far wall. “Well this looks fun,” she says.


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