The Garden of the Forest

Plant Man awoke in a daze, his face pressed against the cold concrete. He blinked, trying to focus the optics in his eyes. He could feel the electricity in the circuits of his head pounding and pulsing. He blinked a few more times, trying to see anything he could.

He was having trouble remembering anything. The last thing he could remember is the darting shadow from high in the forest canopy, looming above, before it fell to the ground. Or did it fall to the ground...

He moved his arm to his head. He could feel oil as it gently streaked down his face. Something must have hit him, and hit him hard to cause a gash like that. He rubbed the oil through his fingers as he closed his eyes again; trying to remember anything that could explain the situation he was in.

*CLANK* *CLANK*

Plant Man opened his eyes once more, the dim cell he was in slowly coming into view. This is wrong, he thought. This is very wrong. He could feel some strength slowly returning to his limbs, and proceeded to try and pick himself up. He coughed, spattering more oil. He was hurt, he was dazed, and he was scared.

*CLANK* *CLANK*

He shook off his emotions. There were more important things to worry about than the crippling fear that suddenly enveloped him. Plant Man was never one to give up and he knew that he could get out of whatever hell this is. He pushed himself off the concrete and slumped against the wall. His optics continued to focus, the cell coming more into view. A dirty bed was on the opposite wall, and a huge metal door loomed next to it.

He began to walk towards the door, but a sharp pain in his leg crippled him. Plant Man collapsed onto the bed. Why couldn't he remember anything more than the shadowy figure? Where the hell was he? And what happened to-

*CLANK* *CLICK* *SCREEEEE*

His thoughts were cut off as the metal door swung open.

"You're coming with us", a gruff, metallic voice barked.

Before Plant Man could get a word in edgewise, he was grabbed by the shoulders by two large, intimidating robots of some sort. One of the bots tied a piece of cloth around his head, pinning his leafs to his ears and covering his eyes. The other bot tied his hand to his blaster behind his back. He could feel his leg burning from pain as the robots dragged him off of the bed and out of the tiny cell.

Plant Man was sure that the bots were going to drag him forever when he suddenly flew through the air, smashing into the ground with a large metallic thud. He tried to muster any strength left in him to move, but all he could do was wiggle around, helplessly.

"Well... well... well."

The voice pierced the air in a way Plant Man had never heard before. The fear he tried so hard to suppress came back in full force, as he tried to eke out a sentence.

"Please... this is a mistake; please... let me go, please..." Plant Man was on the verge of sobbing.

"Aww, now Plant Man, that's no way for the leader of the gardens to act, now is it?" The voice was strong and mocking. Plant Man could almost envision a grin across the face of the mysterious voice.

"I'll give you anything. I'll give you the gardens, I'll... I'll give you anything! Please!"

"You'll give me the gardens? You'll GIVE ME THE GARDENS?!" The voice boomed, louder and louder. Plant Man could hear the voice getting closer "The gardens aren't yours to give, child!"

"OOF!" Plant Man cried out as something struck his chest. He doubled over in pain, his hands still tied behind his back.

"After today, you'll know who's REALLY in charge of the gardens, the forest and the trees!"

Plant Man froze. There was only one person, one robot, who wanted control of not just the forest, but all the plant life it contained. His nemesis for as long as he could remember, with the feud going back to the day he was turned on. Plant Man tried to gulp whatever moisture was left in his throat.

"...Wood Man."

"Very good! And it only took you minutes to figure that out. That makes me want to hurt you only slightly less!"

Wood Man bent down over Plant Man. "You're all mine now, Plant Man. This time, there's no escape." He ripped the cloth covering the optics of Plant Man off, tearing off part of a leaf. Plant Man screamed out in pain.

"You're a monster Wood Man; I should have finished you off when I had the chance!"

"Should have and could have. Your sissy vines aren't going to be a concern this time, I made sure of that!"

Plant Man looked towards his stomach. He noticed that his vines were tied around his torso, twisted, tangled, and knotted. He tried to move them only to feel a sharp pain run through his body.

"Fuck you, Wood Man. Fuck you. Do your worst. I'll never give the gardens to you!"

Wood Man smiled. "Fuck me? Ahaha, no, I think you misunderstand." Wood Man walked behind Plant Man and pushed him up so he was on his knees. "It's not me that's going to be fucked here."

Wood Man opened up the hatch between his legs. A large hunk of wood telescoped out with two solid thwunks.

"Lubricate it. RIGHT NOW!" Wood Man screamed as he shoved his wood into the open mouth of Plant Man. Plant Man gagged on the large hunk of wood as it dove deeper and deeper into his throat. He wrapped his lips around and attempted to suck as hard as he could.

"More, MORE!" Wood Man was thrusting his hips, his long piece getting harder by the second. Plant Man could feel moisture coming back to his mouth and with each thrust of Wood Man, the urge to gag subsided. Soon, the hard wood of Wood Man was slippery, sliding in and out of the mouth of Plant Man with ease.

Without any warning, Plant Man felt a rush of hot plasma blast onto the back of his throat. He tried to cough, tried to gag, but Wood Man wouldn't budge.

"Swallow it all, bitch." Wood Man laughed.

With tears beginning to streak down his face, Plant Man gulped the load of Wood Man down. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Wood Man pulled his now lubricated wood out of his mouth.

"Good, good. I'm impressed." Wood Man laughed again, watching as Plant Man crumbled into a pile on the ground. Plant Man knew what was coming next, and he was trying to mentally prepare himself. But how could one prepare them for-

He never got time to finish the thought. Without saying a word, Wood Man flipped him over and opened his exhaust hatch.

"I told you once and for all, Plant Man. I rule the gardens, the forests, AND THE TREES!"

Wood Man dove on top of Plant Man, his telescoped wood plunging deep into his access panel. Plant Man howled out in pain. Wood Man paused for a second, leaned forward, and whispered, "I rule the forests."

Back and forth Wood Man rocked, running his long, hardened wood in and out of the access panel of Plant Man. Plant Man could do nothing but scream in pain, the long wood going places he could never reach. He closed his eyes, trying to imagine the gardens that would await him outside of these walls, but he couldn't do it. All he could see is the sick grin of Wood Man as he violated him deeper and deeper.

"Oh Plant Man, I've waited too long to do this" Wood Man screamed out in a twisted voice filled with hate, revenge, and enjoyment. His body stiffened as he stuck his wood as far into Plant Man as it would go. Plant Man could feel the rush of his plasma deep within him, burning as it coated the walls of his exhaust pipe.

Wood Man pulled out of Plant Man, telescoped his wood down, and closed the panel between his legs. "I rule it all, Plant Man. Don't you ever forget it."

Wood Man walked away. "Let him go", he shouted.

Plant Man was still immobile from the horrors that Wood Man performed on him. He could feel plasma trickle down his leg. He tried to move, but he was in too much pain. When he thought it couldn't get any worse, Plant Man felt the cold hands of more robots. He was being picked up by someone strong, probably the same bots that brought him to this place.

Before he knew what was going on, Plant Man was blinded by the sun. He felt a falling motion as the robots threw him outside into the grass. He could hear them walk away as the metallic crunch of their footsteps faded. He stopped caring, stopped fighting, and closed his eyes, feeling the warm breeze across his broken body.

Hours and hours passed before Plant Man awoke. He was hurt, but he knew he had to get out of there. He grabbed the nearest stick to him and used it to stand up. Slowly, he began to hobble down the forest covered hill in front of him.

"You may rule the forest" Plant Man said with a weak breath "But you're not taking my gardens."