Web Trap:

Simone’s Notes:

In this modern age, the internet has made everything much easier to access. One can find just about everything on the World Wide Web. Including sex. There are more than one thousand sites of pornography on the internet. This is really a double-edged sword. On the up side, one doesn’t have to pay for it; the material is just free. On the other hand, it adds more fuel to the oversexed disease in addicts. So one has to be very careful.

Syd awoke in the early hours hearing a soft piano playing from downstairs. He seemed slightly annoyed. “Huh?” he thought. “Who the hell is that at insane hours?” Then, the deity got up and got dressed. He looked over to see if Ella was still asleep. She was out like a light. Syd smiled to himself. “I’ll be right back old girl!” he thought. Then, the man headed right out the door to investigate. He followed the music into the tea room. It looked like a room in a Victorian doll house. The wallpaper was a rich royal red. The smell of cigar smoke was very faint. The fireplace hadn’t been in use for years. The furniture was old velvet and coated with dust. The carpet was worn and faded out. Except for the lonely Christmas tree in then back corner, everything looked as if it had been stolen through a time machine. The room really needed to be dusted again. The sun still wasn’t up yet, but Syd could see clearly. He scanned the room for the source of the music. Then, an image caught his eye.

A woman was playing at a dark red piano. Her black-red was pinned up in a messy way. Her back was scarred badly from abuse and S&M. The woman was dressed for summer despite it being the seventeenth of December. Even though her back was turned to him, Syd knew exactly who was playing. “Ivy?” he asked loudly. At that question, the woman stopped playing and turned sharply to him. Syd smiled as he saw the woman’s front. She looked so thin. Her skin was so pale. The only hint of color was in her blackish-green eyes that glowed in the dark. She was dressed in a torn white dress that resembled the style of the 1970’s. Syd smiled at her in a naughty way. “Still playing I see!” he called. The woman finally smiled at him. “Tell me,” she replied. “Is it true that Trent is really dead?” The boss grinned at the woman. “Hell yeah!” he replied. Ivy’s smiled widened. “So who did it?” she asked. “Who killed that sick bastard?” Syd kept grinning at her. “Miss Yasmine herself!” he replied. The woman looked at him in complete shock. “Yas killed him?” she asked. The boss nodded truly. “But I thought that she was dead!” Ivy said. “No,” Syd replied. “She escaped her fiery death on the cross!” Silence passed over them like a heavy cloud of dust. “B-But how?” Ivy asked at last. Syd just shrugged. “Don’t know,” he replied. “A great miracle I guess.” Ivy sat back and took it all in.

“So,” the boss spoke up. “What brings you by really?” he asked. Ivy stretched gracefully. Syd just wanted to feed her so badly at times. “Fill me in on all of the dirt!” she called. The deity smiled back at her. “Well,” he began. “Jez and Trent are dead! Yas killed them both.” Ivy grinned at that piece of news. “About time those nutters snuffed it!” she called. “I never knew Yasmine had it in her!” “She also has her son, Malachi, back and alive with her.” Syd went on. “She even has a new boyfriend and they are living together. (God help her!)” The woman looked at him confused. “Why?” she asked. The boss sighed hard. “I just can’t stand the guy she’s dating!” he replied. “Oh and Ai-Oni has found another girl to birth her baby again!” Ivy’s face sank into despair at that last statement. “Oh no!” she called. “That means…” Syd nodded. “I know,” he said. Silence came again. “Are you…” the woman began again. “Yes!” he replied quickly. “Yasmine has been poisoning the girl’s baby with herbs in the mother’s drinks.” Ivy sighed in relief. “Oh good!” she called. Syd turned serious as he sat with her. “Look,” he said softly. “We’ve got it under control!” Ivy just nodded at him. The boss smiled again. “Good,” he replied. “Now play me more of your lovely music!” Ivy smiled back at him. “Gladly!” she told him. Then, the woman began to play on the piano again. Syd listened with a smile on his face.

The crack-down began in the morning. It started with a knock on Mike’s door. The major stumbled around half-asleep. Mike was pretty annoyed to be woken up so early on his day out. What the hell was the matter with Mustang and French with knocking on their subordinates’ doors at nutter hours in the morning? “Don’t they have any respect?” the major thought annoyed. “Who is it?” he asked. “It’s us!” a familiar voice called out. Mike opened his eyes quickly. “Jim?” he asked in confusion. “Why are they at my door now?” Mike thought. He hurried to the door and peeked out. And sure enough, Jim was with Don and the rest of the North and East men. Confused, the major unlocked the door and opened it. “Hi… guys…” he said uneasily. “What are you doing here?” “We came to give you an evaluation!” Don announced. The major raised an eyebrow at him. “Huh?” he asked. “An evaluation on what?” “Your progress off of your porn addiction!” Havoc answered. That took Mike seconds to let that sink in. “Oh!” he called out at last. “I’m doing great! I’ve been off of porn for months! The temptation hasn’t rose to me at all! I’m doing very well in Dr. Howard’s class and sessions! Goodbye!” The major tried to slam the door in the men’s faces but Breda blocked it back open. Mike looked slightly worried there. “Not just yet!” Breda cut in. “We have to see if you’re hiding any porn in your apartment!” The major looked really pale. “What?” he asked in confusion. “Come on,” Falman encouraged. “If you have nothing to hide, then it should be quick and painless, am I right?” Mike was hesitant at first. What could he do? If he said yes and they caught him, they would never trust him again. But if he said no, they would be even more suspicious. Either way, he lost. Thomas went uneasy. “Fine!” he called. “Come in!” Then he pushed back the door, and the search party went inside. Andrew closed the door behind him.

So far, the men turned up nothing. There was no porn in the places a man would hide it from his wife or girlfriend. “See anything yet?” Fuery asked Jamie from the hall closet. “Nope!” the lt. called. “It’s all clean!” They all looked in the odd places to hide porn. “Nothing here!” Havoc called. “Same here!” Breda replied. Mike stood there looking nervous. This was going to be a pain to clean up afterwards. “Just stay calm!” he thought to himself. “You’ll be just fine! Just keep it together!” The chest was untouched and still in its place. Andrew drew out his key and unlocked the lock. Mike watched in anticipation. It was as if he was waiting to get caught. Lt. Wess opened the trunk and looked inside. All of the men waited for the results. Andy took out of the porn and counted it. Then, he checked if the pages were moist and wet. He turned to the others. “It all here since we first locked in and they are just as dry as the first time!” Andrew rendered. Mike relaxed. “Are you sure?” Falman checked. “He could’ve opened the trunk and replaced it with new porn inside!” “Yeah!” Wess called. “It’s all here. I have all of the details of the trunk written down at home and I have the only key. Plus, the lock is pick proof!” “*Sweat drop* He thinks of everything!” Mike thought in shocked distressed. “Damn you, Andy!”

The search was almost finished and clean, but there was one place Andrew and crew hadn’t checked. He began walking over to Mike’s room. The major began freaking out in his head. “Oh shit!” he thought. “I forgot about my laptop! I must have left it on last night before I got tired! I’m screwed now!” Andy opened the door and walked into the room. The other men followed behind. Don dragged the addict along with him. The spot in question was still up and running with a screensaver on it. The lt. made it to the laptop and moved the mouse. The password box popped up on the screen asking for the given word to get back to work. The main screen returned. Mike was now really uncomfortable. “What’s the password, Mike?” Andy called out. “Do I have to tell it?” the major wailed out. “What is it?” Andy demanded this time. His comrade looked as if he was going to be sick. “710IC82!” he said aloud at last. The lt. smiled. “Thanks!” he called. Then, Wess typed in the given password and hit enter. The desktop came back to life. Andy went into the history of the laptop and looked inside. Mike’s fear shot up to an all-time high. “I’m done for!!!” he thought misery.

And low and behold, there was files and files of pornography. Naked and half-naked ruled the internet history. Wess went as far as to check the bookmarks. All of the saved pages were porn sites! All of the men looked at Mike’s latest sin. The latest entry was last night. Sure relapse was normal as Dr. Howard told them, but this was definitely overkill right here! Jim turned to the major harshly. “Mike!!!” he called out. Thomas looked as if he was going to throw up now. “I can explain!” he yelled out quickly. That didn’t work at all. “You relapsed!” Breda yelled out. Thomas nodded in pale embarrassed. He was genuinely ashamed. “I just had to see it one more time to test if I was just as bad as before!” Mike cried out. “I am so sorry! I just had to see one more time! I am so sorry!” That response didn’t sit well with his comrades.

A massive clean out took place afterwards. Mike was forced to sit down at the laptop and deleted all of his porn and bookmarked sites. Andrew and Don stood over and watched him do so. The others did another search and destroy mission in the apartment. It was just too painful to watch and bare. Mike himself tried his hardest not cry. “It’s tough love, Mike!” Andrew told him. “We want you to get off the addiction and have a healthy and stable relationship with a woman! We do this because we care about you!” Thomas kept painful deleting all of the porn. When he was done, Don did a through check of the whole laptop. He turned to Wess. “All clear!” he announced. Andy looked for himself. Once he was satisfied, he put up a high web filter and blocked out of the porn sites. The other lt. had to hold him down for this part. Mike wanted to scream, but couldn’t. His strength was all gone. All he could do was watch in complete misery.

When the clean-up was all over, the men gathered again. “We are keeping you straight this time!” Andrew told Mike. The major nodded in pale reply. The lt. smiled. “Good!” he called. “We’ll be back to check on your progress again later today!” Then, Andrew and the others left Mike all alone. The poor major just spent the rest of the afternoon balled up on the couch in heavy tears.