Left with nothing

I'll admit, this Muntly guy looks pretty shady. Guy looks like a stereotypical sleezebag, actually no he looks just like that guy who's face melted off in that one movie, or was it that Russian guy from the anime where a little girl is forced to join a war and use magic. Well anyway, I'm not gonna judge, this guy could be my ticket to greatness.

"You're the one that just partook in the viral women's headshaving trend, yes?" he asked with a smile.

"You bet. Cindy Cinders, pleased to meet ya."

"Well I'm not pleased to meet you. In fact, I'm here to inform you your video will never inflict harm on anyone."

"Uh, huh? What's wrong with my video? It's SFW, see it- ...!?"

The genuine shock and horror I should have experienced when I saw myself completely bald, overtook my face as I stared at my phone. "Ch- Channel terminated!?"

"Yes, I deemed your video unsuitable for viewership and deleted it along with your channel," Muntly chuckled as he tipped his hat.

"The fuck you mean!?"

"That trend is just too degenerate. We can't have girls just destroying their hair follicles for poultry things like fame and fortune."

"The fuck you think you are!?"

"I come from a world where a vile monkey decided to scam everyone he could, and in the process, he shaved the head of the elven princess, Sonett. She's now permanently bald for life and suffers greatly. But then, once our world managed to get Ewetube, Princess Sonett saw a video of the trend and was enraged. How could girls not just be embracing such a trend, but doing it for dumb things like views and fame? As her humble servant, I'm seeking to put an end to this nonsense."

"Uh, we can do whatever the fuck we want! Don't fuck with my life!"

"But I must, degeneracy must be culled."

With a snap of his fingers, Muntly's ears suddenly became pointy and elf-like. But worse, all my cameras and SD cards were flying around him and with another snap of his fingers, it was all destroyed before my eyes.

"THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!?"

"I'm destroying the receipts. Now your video is lost forever."

"B- But I shaved all my hair off... You telling me it was all for nothing!?"

"Yes, you get nothing, and you're left with nothing. Fitting for a degenerate that chose to shear her hair for fame and fortune."

"THE HELL YOU PREACHING ABOUT!? I CHOSE TO DO IT, SO THE HELL ARE YOU GETTING-"

"I told you before, it's offensive to Princess Sonett who tragically lost all her hair. She didn't choose to go bald, but now she is, and is being mocked and ridiculed for it."

"Then shouldn't she be happy more girls are going bald-"

"NO! A woman going bald is the symbol of humiliation in our world! Degenerates like you making a spectacle out of it only serve to mock Princess Sonett-"

"Uh, no it ain't! I never even heard of your elf princess! You're the one misunderstanding shit!"

"No, I understand perfectly well. You are offensive to the core, and deserve the humiliation you brought upon yourself. I look forward to seeing you die on the streets malnourished and broke."

This fucking elf creep bastard. I was growing my hair out for 14 years straight since I was 5! Does he have any idea how much persuading it took for my parents to let me grow it out, how many times I got it stuck in shit, how much filthy shit got in it, how much of a bitch it was to wash, how long I meticulously planned to have everything shaved off for views!? And he claims he has the right to just erase all my hard work cuz some princess got offended!? FUCK HIM! FUCK THAT BITCH PRINCESS!

Before I knew it, anger had consumed my entire being and I shoved my hand into my purse and pulled out my gun. The bastard didn't have time to even turn before I loaded the entire cartridge into him.

"P- Princess Sonett... I'm sorry."

With a thud, the bastard fell to the ground as blood flooded out of him. I remained in an agitated state for a bit, until realizing a cop was standing a few meters away. Fear consumed me as his big bulging eyes zeroed in on me and he began skipping towards me.

"Coo! I saw you shoot the man dead, coo!"

"Uh, what do you mean-"

"I'm officer Al, coo! I see all, coo!"

This cop was creeping me out. He looked more owl than man and his head was even rotating 360 degrees like one. WAIT, HIS HEAD WAS ROTATING LIKE AN OWL!?

I immediately fired, but forgot I had unloaded my entire cartridge into the elf bastard. I decided to run, but the owl cop leap into the air and landed before me before slapping my head with his wing. WITH HIS WING!? What the hell is going on!? Did me shaving my head summon this creep too!?

Before I could think, my body suddenly went stiff as I felt something crawling under every inch of my skin. My eyes darted towards a nearby window, where I saw my reflection, and I was horrified. My skin looked like it was being covered by microscopic black bugs and it sure as hell felt like it too! Within seconds, only my eyes were visible as red lines suddenly formed on my skin.

"Nanomachine-lock complete, coo! Now to commence Paraffin freezing storage, coo!" Al cooed.

WHAT THE FUCK IS HE TALKING ABOUT!?

Well my answer came as he picked me up and hurled me into a space pod. A hot white liquid, then encased me, and it was hell. I couldn't breath well, my eyes were burning, and this shit didn't even melt away my clothes. Though not sure if I should be too upset about that last part. But then, my hell got worse. I could still sense everything going on around me. I could hear the owl bastard talking, I could still barely see my surroundings, but all I could do was let out muffled moans. I assumed this was how I was going to die, starved to death in this waxy prison.

Except, I didn't die. It felt like I would, but I didn't. I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, WHY THE HELL COULD I NOT DIE!? This was hell, I was petrified in wax, yet still conscious. The only thing I was capable of was producing a pitiful muffled moan from my sealed lips. And this hell never seemed to end. What kind of hellish purgatory is this!?

...

I know not how much time has passed, but it feels like 100 years at least. I'm surprised I can still moan and my vocal chords haven't once gotten sore. Is this the nanomachines, or the weird wax at work?

But I'd soon get my answer, as I suddenly found my waxy prison melting away. My eyesight returned and I found myself staring at a red-haired woman with pointy ears, riding atop a man in bondage attire. Is this bitch an elf? No, she looks more like a vampire. I then suddenly felt my skin crawling again, but this time, the nanomachines were leaving my body. Within seconds, I could move again. I was all gloopy, and so were my clothes, so much so that they clung to my body, all skintight-like.

"A human female? I thought she was a golem," the red-haired woman sighed as he mount let out a muffled grunt.

"And you are?"

"Cower before me, mortal, for I am Vermillion Wiedergänger, the vampire queen that shall conquer this world as well as my original once more!"

Oh, it's a chuuni. Well, guess she did save me and all.

"Anyway, how long have I been imprisoned?"

"It says that you were imprisoned back in 2024. The year is now 2127 according to my "database".

"Wait, 'database'!? 2127!? Is this some king of prank!?"

"WHAT is a prank? I'll tell you what, floor for me to walk on!"

"Not "plank", PRANK!"

"Oh, like jokes and such? No, this is not a joke. Why even I myself just recently woke up here."

It took a while to sink in, but this was reality, and apparently we were on the moon too. At least I was preserved nice. But this brings up a whole host of other issues. I'm in the future? What happened to Ewetube!? That bitch elf I've never even met robbed me of so much. But maybe, now that I've met this woman, maybe I can get my revenge.

"Vermilion, you hate elves?"

"You bet I do!"

"Good, cuz there's an elf I really wanna kill."

And thus, my tale of revenge would begin, but I'm not gonna vlog about it here. But when I do start vlogging it, it's gonna be big.

[End]