Bender Hands Novels & Stories

"What happens when a thief tries to use the owner's key?" "Jack, get back!" Valerius shouted, his claws extending. "They're charging the main railgun!" I lifted my left hand. The "Entropy Hand." It was wrapped in bandages, stiff and calcified, looking more like a piece of dead wood than a limb. I couldn't articulate the fingers. I couldn't make a fist. So, I just slapped the pylon. It wasn't a mystical gesture. It was the way an old man slaps a malfunctioning television remote. Whack.

"Vanelope will try to get inside your head. She'll make you doubt everything—me, yourself, what you want." "And what do I want?" I asked, because apparently I was a glutton for punishment. His smile was sharp enough to draw blood. "That's what we're going to figure out." He walked around me slowly, then stopped at his desk and leaned back against it. “Bend over,” he said. “Hands flat. Legs apart.” My breath hitched. Still, I obeyed. The desk was cool beneath my palms. My hair fell around my face, curtain-like. The leather of his belt creaked softly behind me. I didn’t know what he was doing, but every moment felt like I was suspended on the edge of something sharp and holy.

Waiting. Inaayat looked at his hand not meeting his eyes, for a while. She stared at it. His hand was large, knuckles split, blood dried in the lines of his skin. The hand that had just ended Abhinendra's freedom. The hand that had inflicted violence so terrifying it would haunt her nights for a long time. But it was also the hand that saved her life. Her breath trembled as she slowly lifted her own hand. Ryker exhaled with relief so subtle only someone watching him as closely as she was would notice.

He asked sounding curious. I shrugged as I looked back at the machine that had started again. "I was wrong you are actually a immortal human that has powers." I stated as I watched the metal hand closely. As it clamped down on a blue one I got a little glittery. "You got another one." I sang right as it lifted up and dropped back down. My smile left as I looked at the bear that was suppose to be in my hands. "Get it back." I said when the hand opened releasing nothing.

Completely different from her husband's hands which were roughed up by boxing and holding guns. Enzo's glare slayed Dr. Benedict's hand that was holding Lily's. Dr. Benedict was quick to draw back his hand and hide it in his pocket to save it. He still needed that hand to earn his living as a surgeon. "Are you having a good time here?" Dr. Benedict asked hesitantly, giving occasional glances at Enzo, either for approval or merely out of mortal fear.

Barend, who was watching the ceiling, turned to look at Felen and Abelard, and for the first time in his life he gave his two children a genuine smile. “Thank you… I can finally reunite with the Aghnya.” Silence took over. Only Barend's low moans and gasps could be heard. After a few minutes had passed, Barend's body was no longer breathing. The man left with a peaceful smile on his lips. 'Easy as that?' Felen's heart screamed pitifully. Between happy and sad, he couldn't decide. He laughed blankly. The dagger in hand fell to the floor, making a loud sound that jolted Abelard out of his reverie.

"Take my hand..!", A voice said to Bryan who laid on the floor with his eyes closed. His hands were on his head as sweat drops rolls down his head and his head was pounding heavily due to the race he embarked on. He opened his eyes to see an outstretched hands right in his face, and the one who stood right in front of him opposed the sun's light with his body size and stretched his hands. "Come on Bryan..!", A familiar voice spoke again. It seemed to come from the one who stood in front of him, not moved to take down his hands.

“Penn, I need you.” “I need you too.” Penn said intensely. “I mean I need your power.” “Zelda...I can’t.” “I can’t do it by myself.” I replied. “Remember, you’re not an abomination?” Penn smiled slightly. “Right.” “We have to melt these bars.” I nodded at him. “How can Beta Penn help with that!” Hunter demanded. We didn’t answer him. We grabbed hands. Just like always, the sweltering heat filled my body when we touched. Something reminiscent to lava flowed from our hands, melting the bars.

She gave me a small nod of approval that I let her guide my head upward to meet her eyes. “You are one of the four Guardians of the Fifth Element.” She let my chin go and kept her eyes on me. “So you see, you couldn’t possibly be evil.” She gave me another one of her nods and a tight-lipped smile that touched her twinkling eyes. She stood up and had her hands extended towards me, a gesture to help me get up. But how could she touch me without getting burnt herself? Looking at my hands and back to her hand in front of me, hesitating to take it.

He aggressively takes my hand and puts it on his hand, then grabs my other hand and also places it with my other hand. 'Now! Or you will go a week without any food!' he threatens. I stare down at my hands, covered in his blood. I don't know how to do it. Not sure what to do, I entwine my fingers through his, making him flinch from the sparks. The room remains silent as I stare intently at our hands, my hair begins to rise, and my hands begin to glow as my eyes become a bright silver. The warmth I felt earlier flows through my body again.