Okay folks, it is finally here; chapter six has arrived! It only took me nearly six months to write it (which, unfortunately, included some severe procrastination on my part). I would like to thank all the fans who wrote me asking for and helping motivate me to finish this chapter. I would also like to personally thank immortalman18 and malaknight1818 for reading the chapter and offering their comments; I sincerely appreciate all your comments and plot ideas. They helped shape my characters and provided a certain direction for the story to follow.
This chapter is the longest so far in the series. I actually had to split part of the story because it was becoming a tad too long. So hopefully Ch. 07 will not take me nearly as long to write as Ch. 06 did. This chapter takes place at the concert and deals primarily with a confrontation between our hero and heroine and Jessica Hamilton. I introduce quite a lot of backstory for Jessica Hamilton to help explain just why she is an absolute bitch and how she will develop as a character. Saying this, because she is such an absolute bitch I used some very derogatory and racially motivated slurs towards black people.
I myself hold no such racial hatred but I used the negative epitaphs to highlight the shallow and biased nature of Jessica's character and how she views the world as a whole. I sincerely apologize to those that may be offended by such language, but as a writer I take liberal action in freedom of speech and chose not to color my writings with political correctness. If you are particularly sensitive to such language, I urge you to skip this chapter or at least properly prepare yourself for a shock. If you choose to continue reading, do so knowing you have been properly forewarned.
Also I have provided several technical details within. I try most fervently to be accurate in my writing, but I am often prone to making mistakes. If I do make a blatant mistake please let me know about it. I hope to one day turn this series of stories into an actual novel and it would not bode well for me if I come off looking like a complete dumbass. But then again the chance of actually publishing (that is if I actually do finish this series) is rather slim. But such pipe dreams feed my ego and help motivate me to continue writing. Regardless writing these stories is fun and has provided me an outlet for my perverse and demented sense of humor. It is not very often one can write so freely of things that would normally provide an individual a cell at the local penitentiary or stay at the psych ward in the real world. I find writing is very cathartic and helps reduce my stress levels. In the world of literature one can be anyone and do anything his imagination can provide; even if that 'anything' is a perverse series of sexually driven adventures.
Furthermore this chapter continues to explore James and Rachel's sexual revolution and evolution as they discover new and exciting ways to screw like two bunny junkies with an eight-ball of crack. This chapter contains elements of dominance and submission, exhibitionism, voyeurism, light bondage, and lots and lots of dirty, filthy sex talk. By now most readers have come to either appreciate or loathe my style of writing. I hope those that continue to read this series actually enjoy my style of writing and do not simply torture themselves through literary masochism.
However, if after reading my submissions, you continue to disagree with the story, please fill free to leave your comments. I won't hold it against you if you choose to voice your opinion, however negative it may be. Freedom of speech is a double edged sword; it swings both ways (which oddly sounds bisexual). Positive feedback and voting is always highly appreciated and it helps improve my moral and inspires me to continue writing. Also, I enjoy receiving e-mails from people and always try to respond to each and every one. If you choose to e-mail me, please provide a return address so I may respond promptly. You may find my e-mail address under my profile.
Again, thank you for your patience as I beat my brain to awaken the drunken Leprechaun so I may continue writing. The little lush is oft to taken long and much extended naps when he should be at the helm guiding and encouraging my creative juices instead of slacking off and getting rip-roaring drunk. I apologize for the extended periods between the chapters as I encourage the little bastard to attend his AA meetings. So far it is becoming increasingly difficult to hide the bottle from the little prick. (Just so you know I don't have a drinking problem. Only the man inside my head has such a debilitating issue with the sauce). Many of my readers may believe I suffer from insanity but I assure you that I enjoy every minute of it. To those that continue to question my mental stability I say this to you: don't knock it until you try it! Just remember, if you hear voices in your head you will never be alone; you will always have someone to talk to. So without further ado, I present Ch. 06.
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Chapter Ten -- A Concert, Confrontation, and Discovery
October 4
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Silver Peak Arena was actually located in the neighboring city of Newcastle. Nestled in the hills of Coal Creek, just west of Cougar Mountain; the facility was in a prime location within spitting distance of three suburban neighborhoods: Newport Hills, Newcastle, and Somerset. The land it sat on was part of a large trust owned and maintained by the Hunter Clan. One of the clan's primary interests was in land speculation and real estate. When the call went out for a new and larger public arena, the Hunter's jumped at the opportunity and offered their land for development. The Hunter clan quickly contracted their brother clans, Archer and Wolfe, to help develop and finance this grand new venture. The scope of this bold new project would be daunting.
When the Arena was designed and built five years prior, Silver Peak was to be the largest public venue in Washington history. The land set aside for development was a monstrous fifty acres. The complex design plans called for a structure that would cover nearly two million usable square feet on four sprawling levels, with enough public parking to accommodate fifteen thousand vehicles over five massive parking structures. But the Archer clan architects were thinking on a much grander scale. The arena would be much more than just a place for people to enjoy concerts (all though two separate, fully enclosed arenas were incorporated into the designs). The complex would boast two recreation centers, complete with two Olympic size swimming pools and three gyms, a year-round NHL regulation ice rink, a complete child-friendly area including go-carts, miniature golf, laser tag, and the most modern arcade of its time, and over thirty restaurants and open air cafés. The facility would also host three movie theatres, day care facilities, and business venues. They even bought and incorporated the nearby golf course at Newcastle. The overall cost at completion was a staggering $1.68 Billion.
When the environmentalists first got wind of the new development, they nearly shit a brick. Many organizations clamored that the complex would be a cancerous blight on what was then pristine forest. They were quickly organizing to thwart the city council from passing a measure to okay the build. That is until they saw the environmental impact study and plans for the most advanced 'green' structure of its day. The Archer clan designers knew the environmentalists would be bearing kittens over this project. So to help appease the critics and alleviate future problems, they instigated an audacious environmental protection and retention program.
The new facility would boast the newest and most super-efficient solar cells available on any market(in fact, they weren't even available on any consumer market); the cells, recently developed by Wolfe Industries, were intended for military applications but were quickly and easily converted for commercial use. The solar panels themselves would be mounted upon computer controlled, robotic actuators that would follow the daily migration of the sun to maximize solar retention and efficiency. Typical solar cells can generate around 45 milliwatts per square inch. Wolfe Industries solar cells could generate 10 watts per square inch. The solar cells used on the panels were so efficient the Department of Energy and the Department of Defense classified them as a national security asset. The patents and any accompanying documentation were quickly, and quietly, removed from the patent office and all public record of the new technology was deleted. The United States government was treating this new breakthrough in green technology as the holy grail of all black projects.
The panels and solar cells were installed under strict guard by Wolfe Industries engineers, a security force made up of hand-picked Wolfe security personnel, and a platoon of marines from the Everett Naval Station. The roof was guarded twenty-four hours a day and roof access was granted by coded key card and biometric hand scanner only. But the efficiency of these cells and their power production were definitely worth the extra security. During peak efficiency and summer conditions, the cells could produce 20 megawatts a day. That's over 72 gigajoules of usable energy. To put that in layman terms; that is enough energy to run a 60 watt bulb for more than 38 years! That amounted to 10 watts of available power for every square foot in the facility.
Additionally, in case of catastrophic power failure, the facility could be powered by three industrial size Arctic Wolfe generators (another innovation of Wolfe Industries) that could generate a staggering 150,000 kW hours that were specifically engineered to be run on refined biodiesel; the biodiesel was manufactured onsite by an ultra-efficient rendering plant. It was an efficient and economical way to dispose of thousands of gallons of cooking oil used every month throughout the facility. The rest of their power would come from the coal creek river. Wolfe Industries designed and built three custom miniature hydro-electric generators that would create a sustainable 20,000 kW hours of continual power. For all intents and purposes, the Silver Peak facility was designed and engineered to be entirely off-grid.
In addition to the green power consumption, Silver Peak instituted its own 'gray water' recycling plant; all non-potable water would be sanitized and recycled for continued use. Archer clan also brought in a renowned botanist as a consultant to suggest the type of flora that was to be planted in SPARC's four arboretums. When all was said and done, the tree huggers and frog kissers had very little to argue about.
