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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Drake_&_Josh
  Relationship:
      Won't_be_in_this_part_of_the_Verse, Josh_Nichols/Drake_Parker
  Character:
      Drake_Parker, Josh_Nichols, Megan_Parker, Mindy_Crenshaw, OC's
  Additional Tags:
      SciFi_styles, Space_Ships, BDSM_Training, SciFic_Gadgets, Drake_learns
      how_to_survive, Drake_makes_friends, Megan_is_awesome, Josh_is_Sad, Megan
      is_angry, Josh_eventually_comes_around, Not_sure_how_long_this_part_of
      the_verse_is_going_to_be
  Series:
      Part 2 of Drake_and_Josh_-_(World_Repugnant)
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-07-22 Chapters: 1/? Words: 1293
****** The Nebula ******
by Demitria_Teague
Summary
     Drake has no idea what's going to happen to him now. They've changed
     his style: His clothes, hair... he's even wearing eyeliner and
     glitter. Ugh. When he's forced to leave World Repugnant and get on
     the gigantic space ship called The Nebula, he doesn't know what to
     expect. He soon learns that things can only get worse. It isn't long
     before he's forced to start doing things that he really doesn't want
     to in order to just survive.
Notes
     This first chapter is just to introduce you to what is going on. The
     next chapters will be longer. I just wanted to give a taster to what
     is to come.
     This has been a long time coming, so here you go.
Eli Hannigan, the guy who had spoken to him in his concrete cell had brought
food to Drake. After he’d eaten, he then led him to a place to take a shower
and given him new clothes. From what he could tell, his clothes were unique
enough to single him out as an individual, but they resembled the ones worn by
all of the other guys’s clothes here. So far he’d only seen the few rooms and
hallways that he’d been in and led down. So he wasn’t sure if everyone like
him’s clothes were like this or not.
The material of his clothes looked thick but they felt thin and velvety smooth.
His dark blue pants were tight and stopped a few inches above his feet. There
were two pockets on each side, one beneath the other and they curved upwards
like a crescent. His shirt was an elegant black sleeveless blouse that dipped
low to reveal the top of his chest. The jacket appeared to be made of the
thickest material.
It was a dazzling mixture of light gray and silver that sparkled when the light
hit it. It stopped in the middle of his waist. The zipper was emphasized on
either side by a bold line of dark yellow. There was a thin materialed gray
collar that folded down to sit on the back of the jacket and over his
shoulders. The sleeves dramatically flared out at the shoulders and grew form
fitted to stop at his elbows.
Dark blue pieces of clothe went beneath them and stretched down over the top of
his hand. It formed a point that was connected to his middle fingers by a thin
elastic band. The shoes weren’t so much shoes as accessories. Material like the
ones on his hand covered his ankles, the tops and bottoms of his feet. The
point connected to his big toes.
Clear jelly-like slippers barely did their job of supporting his feet from
touching the ground. The top was thin and just sat on the space over his toes
and a bright white solid bottom went along the soles. It appeared to have
memory foam. At least it was comfortable. The other assortment of accessories
were a silver cuff that curved around his left wrist, the ends meeting together
in a rounded off point, a clear necklace that seemed to be made of the same
material that his shoes were made of - at the end of it, sitting in the middle
of his chest was a small oval shaped white stone.
Underneath it’s surface was filled with a sparkling amber colored glitter that
seemed to move. In a way it was cool, but it was also kind of creepy to. He was
a little afraid that it was going to start leaking some kind of creepy magic or
deadly liquid on him.
As he continued following Eli, he reached up and touched his hair. It felt
smooth to the touch and he knew it shouldn’t. After his shower, Eli had gotten
a few guys who were apparently the hairstylists in this place to fix his hair.
The bottles they used to spray his hair had been palm sized and... honestly,
he’d only been able to think ‘fat glass’ bottles, because the area holding the
liquid had been round with a chubby look to them. There had been a small, thin
tube attached to a round scratchy looking ball thing that they had squeezed to
make what they had sprayed on his hair to come out. They’d spray a ridiculous
amount of it in to his hair and used sparkling silver and dark red combs to
style his hair and they hadn’t just combed it into a style, they’d cut it into
their preferred style.
The back was cut short, starting from the middle of the back of his head. Above
that his hair was made to look fuller and a little higher to emphasize the
different lengths. The hair around his left ear was cut short enough to show
his scalp. The rest of it was cut in sharp points that swept out and up in way
that could only be described as a futuristic SciFi way. His bangs were cut
short from the left side and got longer to hang down his right cheek.
He felt ridiculous. He wasn’t sure if his captors were trying to feminize him
or just dress him up according to their version of fashion. They’d even put
make-up on him. On his top lids was a dark blue eyeliner and there was a dark
orange color on his lower lid. Silver glitter was slathered thickly over the
tops of his eyebrows. Like he said, he looked ridiculous.
The hallway they were walking down was made of stone, just like every other
hallway he’d been down had been made of. Eli hadn’t said where he was taking
him, but he had informed him that this was the last time that they’d see each
other. Drake had highly considered running the opposite way. He didn’t know
this place so he wasn’t sure where he’d end up - if anything he could find his
way back to his cell - at least there, he knew he could lock the door. It was
just a thought, because he knew that would be a really bad idea. In the long
time he’d had to think about things, he knew for a fact that he was going to be
raped again. It was only a matter of time. It still terrified him, but he had
absolutely no choice than to do what he was told. He still didn’t understand
the entirety of what was going on. He figured that at some point in time,
hopefully soon, that Eli would explain.
XXX
Megan and Josh had argued about rather magic really existed or not. Josh
claimed that it was nonsense and Megan had told him that his existence was
nonsense. It only made sense that magic existed. Drake had just poof,
disappeared from the library the night he’d gone missing. It’s the only thing
that made sense. It was logical. How dare that little turd claim otherwise. Oh,
how she was angry.
Her anger was like a fire lit within her and the more she scoured these books,
alone, the more angry she got. Josh, her beloved brother, who she planned on
getting back for this, was at home, wallowing in self-pity. Oh, wah wah! She
wanted to pummel him, his face especially. She, the devoted sister, was at a
reputable bookstore, Julious’s. Julious was awesome. He was twenty-five, Gothic
and hadn’t batted an eye when she’d ordered a ton of books on the Occult:
Wiccan, Fairy Magic, Dianistic Ways, Athism, Gods and Goddesses, Earth Magic,
Dark Magic, Black - White - Gray - even Rainbow colored magic.
She didn’t know what half of that crap entailed, but by the time she read all
of these, she would. She’d even ordered books on ‘out there’ things, like:
Other Worlds, Alternate Realities, Time Travel, even Aliens. She didn’t care
how long it took or what people thought about her, she would get to the bottom
of what happened to Drake. She would find him and she felt sorry for anyone who
tried to get in her way. Scratch that.
She didn’t feel sorry for them at all. “Bring it,” she thought. She dared them.
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This Image is just something that I created a long time ago before I finished
the first part of this Verse.  It was just for fun, but it can kind of give you
an idea of some of the ideas rolling around in my head for this world.  
 
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