User blog:The Vaudevillain Veteran/Humans from another World: Case Study 2: Dylan Jones

A/N: Warning for some profanity, enjoy!

Location: London, England

Hey there, the name`s Jones, Dylan Jones. I`m 17 years old and live in the Royal borough of Islington. Appearance wise I`m what would be considered Afro-English, meaning that I`m English but have ancestors from the African continent. I have black hair that is relaxed and partially dyed blonde. If there is one thing I love most in this world is music. Wherever I go I`m always listening to music on my phone, whether at home, school or hanging out with the gents. Hence why I aspire to be a DJ one day.

While laying lazily in my bed, I hear a voice screaming my name.

"DYLAN!, DYLAN!"

I hear my mother yell. I quickly take off my headphones and rush to her bedroom. "What's wrong, mum?" I ask. "Boy I`ve been calling you for five minutes now, take off those headphones of yours or you`ll go deaf. Go make me and your father coffee please darling." she says in her thick Jamaican accent.

"Sure thing." I say heading downstairs to boil the kettle. While it is boiling my little sister Sally greets me and continues watching her Saturday morning cartoons on the telly. I make mum and dad`s coffee and bring it to them upstairs. "Thank you son." my dad says. "No problem guv`nor. Hey guys is it okay if I go and hang out with my friends today?" I asked slightly nervous. "Sure thing son, but remember to take your phone with to let us know you are safe." my mother says giving me the green light that I can go see Gary and the others.

I put on my trainers, make sure I have my phone and headphones with me, and last but not least my sunglasses.

I head out the door and head to the mall. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and take it out to see I have a message from Gary "`Hey D, where you at?" "Heading to the mall., sorry I kinda overslept and me mum asked me to make her coffee." I text back. "Aight cool, see you soon fam." Gary texts and I put my phone in my pocket and continue listening to my music.

While walking I see two burly men come up to me on motorbikes, with the passenger getting out and holding a knife to me. "Hey there lad, if you wanna avoid any trouble give us all of your valuables now." The bald guy says, no commands of me.

I`m contemplating giving my phone or trying to run away. While in thought something in the corner of my eye catches my attention: some kind of wormhole has opened up across the street. Not even thinking twice I break into a sprint towards the wormhole.

"AHH!" I yell as one of the robbers who was faster than I anticipated manages to slash me across my arm with his knife.

I stumble and he grabs me by the arm. I then kick him in his testicles knowing that no matter how tough you are, getting kicked there always hurts and continue to run while trying to ignore the searing pain on my left arm. "NO!" the portal is starting to close and I run even faster, I manage to jump into the portal just before it closes behind me.

I feel like I am in a tornado and next thing I know, I am in what appears to be some kind of Edo era Japanese town. The townspeople start to gather around me and I hear them speaking in a language I assume is Japanese. An old man comes up to me and speaks in that same language to me.

Baffled I simply state in English, "Sorry but I don`t understand what you are saying." With a raised eyebrow I assume he calls someone to me, a few seconds a woman arrives and bends down to look at my wound.

"Oh my! What happened to you? Were you attacked by monsters?" she askes in English in a almost motherly tone. "Monsters? NO! I was attacked by two men, they tried to rob me but I managed to get away, although not without them shivving me." I say as she inspects my wound. "You should be more careful next time young man. Come with me inside my house, I have more supplies there to stop the bleeding." she says as I follow her.

We arrive in her house while she applies the medicine and bandages. "Judging from the colour of your skin, I take it you are not from Zipangu?" she asks. "Zipangu?, You sure you don`t mean Japan?" I ask, now slowly realising I may not even be on Earth anymore. "Sorry I have never heard of this `Japan` you speak of." she states flatly.

"Great" I think to myself "Not only am I stuck with no way home, I don`t speak the local language, AND the people here haven`t discovered electricity yet." The lady finished bandaging my wound. "I`ll get going, I don`t want to seem like an inconvenience to you." I state. "No need to young man, you can stay the night if you want, but if you want to leave that`s alright. Here take some coins and go buy yourself some food." she says smiling whilst handing me a bag of silver coins. I go to the market to buy the groceries when I feel someone put their hands into my pocket.

"OI! YOU WANKER! DON`T YOU EVER FUCKING TOUCH MY PHONE AGAIN YOU HEAR ME?!"

I yell to the kid who now just looks like a dear caught in headlights. After I calmed down from my mini rant, the kid was crying now and starting to make a scene. "Dammit, ah sorry kid." I say as now all eyes were on me again, I quickly buy what I need to and leave quickly.

While walking I fail to notice someone in front of me and I collide with the person. "Sorry. I`m so sorry miss." I say as I look at her, she is wearing a violet kimono that exposes most of her cleavage, and has LONG hair that reaches all the way to her ankles. "It`s fine don`t worry." She says, then with a smile asks me "If you do however want to make it up to me, come follow me to my house."

I instinctively nod yes, something about her.... has me excited, while in a semi tranced state, I follow her to her home.

"So what`s your name." she asks me.

"Dylan" I say back.

"Well then Dylan, my name is Nami, and I am a Kejourou." she states. "Ke-jou-rou? I`ve never heard of that before." I say dumbfounded, was she an alien?

While I am lost in my thoughts she suddenly grabs me with her HAIR, "Hey! What the hell!" I shout.

"Don`t worry, please don`t struggle Dylan, just sit back and relax, I promise you won`t regret it. Her hair then rips off my clothes and gently puts my phone on a nearby drawer.

"What are you gonna-!" I don`t get to finish my question as Nami`s hair wraps itself around my penis, gently stroking it until I ejaculate all over Nami`s hair. "Oh, yummy! I didn`t know my husband would give this much energy already." she says like an exited schoolgirl. We got at for the whole night, and frankly if you asked that in the same day I`d nearly get robbed, get teleported to another world and have a hot chick by my side, I` would've said you were a nutter.