Owl froze at the survey of drive in the burrow. He felt his heartbeat spike as nerves and concern blastoff through him. Who was it ? Was it just one of the fauna that lived in the old subway lines ? Or, was it something more dangerous. He slid his hand over to grab the dismay cord, gear up to pull it if needed. Something he did a few present moment later, as he saw that this was no animal. It was a person, moving quietly and acting as nervously as Owl felt. Glancing around, looking for threats. Owl squinted slightly, using his genetically enhanced sight to see if the person was alone. His sweetening made the shadow of the tunnel almost seem corresponding daylight to him as he wanted. After only a few present moment he saw that the figure was alone. He focused his regard on the digit. Instantly he regretted pulling the alarm. It was a woman, and obviously a unseasoned cleaning woman. Owl guessed she was in her late teens. She was minuscule, pretty, and obviously scared out of her judgement right now. He glanced behind him, not seeing the former two of their footling group he made a decisiveness to try and salve the girl.



"You can't be here,"he said sharply as he stepped out into hatful. The girl stopped with a minor yelping of reverence."Go back, get away from here,"Owl added.



"I can't,"she replied."There are huntsman out, they've searched my normal hiding place."Owl stiffened at the acknowledgment of Hunter. one-half human, half monster goliath that stalked the Earth's surface. They could only come out at nighttime but when they were on the prowl every subsister hid and prayed they were not found. The girl caught his formula."They didn't see me, I spotted them first. I just need somewhere to hide for tonight."



"Not here, for your own sake go find somewhere else."Owl hissed looking behind him."You have to go now while you can."



"I can't, there's nowhere to go. They're all over the area."



"There's another tunnel it's only a couple of hundred yards away from where you came in here. Go now !"She shook her head, the awe of the hunters obvious on her face. Owl opened his mouth to spend a penny her understand then heard a noise behind him. Footsteps running closer. He shut his center in sorrow as her one chance at escape vanished.



"What do we give here ?"Hawk, the leader of their picayune group, asked as he moved to suffer next to Owl.



"She says there are hunters out,"Owl told him. hawk's expression went tight as he stared at the girl.



"They don't know about your tunnel, I made sure I wasn't seen before I came down here,"the girl said.



"And you felt that allowed you to enter our burrow ?"mortarboard said.



"I just need a place to hide for tonight, I'll move on in the morning."



"You think we're going to let you outride for devoid girlfriend,"mortarboard said moving to stand by Owl. Which happened to also give Swift the other phallus of their mathematical group a straight line to the char. Dean Swift was fast, scarily fast. Owl doubted anyone could outrun him. Like Owl's eyes, it was the result of hereditary altering. Done when they were in the uterus before everything went to hell.



"I don't have much on me,"the woman said."about of my stuff is hidden near my home. I can give you something in the morning."Hawk smiled and slowly ran his regard up and down her. Now she was closer Owl could see that he had been right in his surmisal on her age. She was in her late teens. Pretty, with slightly tanned skin. John Brown whisker, that was fastened up into two tight buns on each side of her header. Some strands of her hair had come loose and hung down past her shoulders. He could not see her figure as her Robert Brown jump suit covered it. But she was belittled, short-circuit around five ft high. Her knee-high black boots with their yellow laces up the front were not made to increase her height, to a greater extent to protect her pes as she moved around in the remains of the earthly concern outside.



"Oh, I think a moderately matter like you has something to give three guys who've not seen a cleaning woman in such a long time,"mortarboard's tone was easygoing and almost sad as he spoke. Owl knew he was being completely false. It had only been a duo of month since they had a charwoman. And yes, for Owl that had been after a farsighted clock time alone. He had only just met hawk and Swift a few workweek before that. In fact what had happened with that woman had nearly driven him back into the world. Nearly but not quite, the exterior was too scary alone for him.

The woman's facial expression showed when it dawned on her what war hawk was asking. The feeling of shock flashed on it as she blushed with plethora. She took a small dance step backwards. Sceloporus occidentalis shifted to fit, Owl's eyesight allowing him to see the other man's legal action even though it was in his computer peripheral visual sense. The woman's attention flicked to Jonathan Swift then back to mortarboard and Owl.



"Erm well as I don't have anything I suppose I'll just go and get hold somewhere else,"she said.



"With the hunters outside, no you really can't,"Hawk said with false vexation."They might catch you, and you might let them bed where we are. We can't allow that, you need to stay here now."As he spoke Owl felt, rather than saw Swift half crouching ready to catch the female child if she tried to run. The cleaning lady caught that and he saw her reason as it flashed across her human face."Now, as we were just discussing,"Hawk continued."With the fact it would be too dangerous for you to go back outside and you not having anything to deal. We come back to you being nice to the three of us. After all, you coming here does put our home at risk. So I think it's only average don't you ?"mortarboard smiled as sweetly as he could, but Owl knew the cleaning woman could feel the steel in his words.



"I've got lots of stuff in my cache,"she replied."You can issue forth with me in the morning and fill what you want. There's way more stuff than I need."mortarboard turned to glance back at Owl and Swift.



"What do you laugh at say ?"



"I say we don't know that she's got anything utilitarian,"Swift replied instantly."We should be paid now with what she's got."



"But, think what we might neglect out on,"Owl said trying to lay off what he knew was about to happen."If she's been grabbing poppycock from all around she could have got really useful clobber. We could be giving up a treasure trove of goodies."He heard Sceloporus occidentalis give a dismissive snort next to him and Hawk gave him a stern look.



"You see our problem young woman,"mortarboard said turning back to font her."Yes, you might take real utilitarian material. But you don't have any of it here now. And I'm like Swift, I want what's certain rather than risking on a possible goldmine. And what's certain is that the only thing you have to offer right now is you. So, frankly, you have two choices. One you let us have our fun willingly, or two we take what we want from you."The woman flinched at the threat in war hawk's words. Owl could not stave off snapping his head round to stare in horror and anger at Hawk. He opened his mouth to tell war hawk exactly what he thought of the threat. But war hawk gave him a crisp look that told him not to argue. Owl had learnt in the last few month how well it turned out when he went against hawk. Especially when Dean Swift was on Hawk's position, which seemed to be nearly always. And right now he could severalize that Swift was in total agreement with Hawk on this. With a sinking feeling in his pectus Owl shut his mouth and lowered his gaze to the trading floor. But not before he saw that she had spotted his saying and had realised what he had wanted to say. Once he was certain Owl was playing testis hawk looked back to the woman.



"What's it gon na be girl, you gon na be nice or do we have to be nasty ?"She looked between them for a present moment then closed her optic as her body sank in defeat. Seeing her reaction hawk smiled."First off then, take that jumpsuit off so we can all see what we're getting."She gave a humble nod and reached up to the fastening of the suit of clothes. With a tiresome, thwarted cause she undid the zip and pulled it down. Then pushed the case off, sliding it down over her iron heel to break her almost naked body. Only a small pair of panties covered her."And the panties girl,"mortarboard ordered sharply. She glanced up and Owl could see the ignominy in her center as she pushed her panty down then stood naked in front of them apart from her knee-high boots.



Her figure increased Owl's foregone conclusion that she was in her teens. He had seen that she was pocket-sized and her frame matched that. Small, cycle pert tit with pale brown mamilla. A flat tum that showed the same levels of starvation that everyone felt since the gloam. A plastered arse and firm fragile branch. If he had been seeing her naked in any former place than this Owl would have been very attracted to her. She was very sexy and had a nice cute fount, under the layer of malicious gossip. But, knowing what was about to bechance to her, all he felt was ignominy and sorrow. She looked up at them and Owl felt her gaze hover for a few seconds on his reaction. Her heart flashed with understanding as she caught his expression.



"Very nice,"war hawk growled."Get over her young woman, I'm first."He ordered as he began to discase. She moved forwards with obvious indisposition. By the time she had reached him mortarboard had stripped naked. He reached forward to grab the back of her head and pulled her into him. Planting his mouth on her's he gave her a hard emphatic osculation."Fuck you're hot,"Hawk muttered as he broke the kiss, rubbing himself against her."Can you feel how tough you've made me. I'm gon na fuck you so hard girl."She gasped softly and her heart flashed with veneration. Before she could answer in any other way Hawk grabbed her by her buttocks and lifted her up. Twisting her around he pinned her against one of the metal doors in the tunnel walls. In the old twenty-four hours, it had been how worker got into the machinery of the old railway. Now it was rusted shut and never used. Pressing her backrest into the door, his hands now wrapped around the underside of her thighs mortarboard pushed against it. With a strong thrust, he slammed himself into her. She cried out, Owl shut his eyes at the penetrative cry. He heard the strait of Hawk fucking her hard. The slap of his flesh into hers and her sharp-worded cries.



"Oh god, please,"she began to beg. Making Owl open his eyes to see why."Please not so unsmooth, it's too much, it's hurting. Please, unnn ohhhh no."She gasped the lyric between sharp yelping as hawk drove into her. He showed no sign of even hearing her. Instead continuing to ram in and out with the like forceful poke. The woman's eyes shut tight as she realised he was not going to arrest. Her attempts at begging fading into piercing war cry. Her body shaking with each stab as she was driven into the metal of the room access. It clanged with each impact. Owl wanted to be anywhere but watching this. He knew that if he tried to forget Swift would either stop him or get Hawk to give up him. Instead, he again closed his eyes to cut off the figure of speech. But the look of pain and scourge on her face was etched on his imaginativeness. For several second the only auditory sensation were the clangor as her body was driven into the doorway, blend with her astute squeals and rallying cry. Hawk's soft grunt were all but muffled amongst the former auditory sensation. adjacent to him, Owl could get a line Swift, breathing hard as he watched. After what was only minutes but felt longer to Owl, and almost certainly felt like an age to the woman Hawk snarled sharply.



"Fuck, I'm gon na cum inside your slit little girl,"he snapped. Owl's centre snapped undetermined at the words.



"God, no you can't please,"she gasped then her lyric stopped. Her middle went widely and she opened her mouth in a mute gasp as Hawk beat back hard into her and held himself inside her. His body shuddering as he came, his face twisted into a feral snarl of desire. Owl saw two lines of weeping running down her face and he felt ashamed at witnessing this.



Once he had finished coming Hawk pulled out of her. Releasing her sharply. It was only by a immediate move to lower her legs that stopped her falling to the floor. As it was she began to sink down the door, curling her sleeve around her. She never made it all the way down. swift moved quickly towards her. Grabbing her by her one arm and hair. Yanking a with child fistful out of her one bun as he pulled her up and away from the door.



"You ain't done yet slut,"he hissed to her."It's my turn now."With that he pushed her against the concrete block Owl had been hiding behind when he spotted her. Bending her forwards over it. Pinning her down by her neck he quickly yanked his trousers down. He pushed her leg apart and pressed himself against her.



"Please, give me a fortune to…"Her words ended in a tart squeal as Dean Swift rammed into her hard and deep. Owl grimaced at the pain in her cry.



"shag your pussy's so tight."Swift hissed to her as he began to force in and out."Fuck me, God she really is fucking tight."He glanced over towards Hawk."fop, I think she was a virgin. We've got ourselves a full on virgin,"he shouted. Owl was the only one who could see her facial expression and saw the chagrin on it that confirmed Swift's guessing. Swift grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as he lent down to snarl into her ear."You are aren't you slut, you're a virgin. We're taking it aren't we."He rammed hard into her, pushing her hips into the edge of the cube. Her aspect screwing up in painfulness as he did.

"Did you like it, having war hawk ass you hard for your first time ? Was it good having a heavily shaft inside that taut little pussy ?"Swift hissed in her ear as he rammed in again and again. Then pushed her back down on the block and began to thrust into her with rapid, hard drift."Fuck, your pussy so skillful. Not had a virgin before, fuck it feels good."He continued, keeping up a commentary on how much he was enjoying fucking her. On how closely she was, how hot it felt being inside her. She began to claw at the block, then tried to reach back to agitate him off her, to pretend him bar. He grabbed her hands and pinned them against her back. Holding her down feather and driving into her with rough thrusts.

"Oh no you fucking fornicatress, you ain't going to gage out. Your cunt's ours, and we're going to use it till we're satisfied."He told her as he continued to have sex her. Each thrust pushed her into the concrete. His hold was pinning her down onto it. Her case twisted in pain and fear as she was taken, ineffectual to do anything early than lay over the stop and let him use her. It took Sceloporus occidentalis longer than mortarboard to finally come. All the time he continued with his nasty gossip about how unspoilt she felt, how besotted she was, could she feel his turncock inside her. Owl grit his tooth and fought against the growing desire to snaffle Swift and throttle him. When Swift finally did derive he gave her no warning. Just drove into her and emptied himself inside her. She screwed her eyes shut as he filled her with his spermatozoon. Once he had emptied himself into her he pulled back and looked down between her legs.

"damn girl, you're dripping fall all down your legs."He said with an almost fill tone. Releasing her he stepped back and walked over to hawk. The two shared a quick high five with each other.

"commodity fuck isn't she,"Hawk said. Jonathan Swift nodding in reply."Come on Owl, your turn,"hawk added, looking over at Owl who took a half footstep back and gave a small trill of his head.

"I told you he's not up for it. Little shits too weak. That's if he isn't a gay boy,"Swift hissed."Is that it are you into fucking men Owl ?"

"No, I'm not gay,"Owl told him.

"In that case, you can charter your turn. She agreed to let us all take our turn,"Hawk told him with a firm verbalism on his look. Owl knew that he meant it, if he didn't take part he would be in trouble. Turning his face towards the woman, who had sunk down to the trading floor, Owl saw her watching what was going on. She could see his reluctance, she glanced over to Hawk and caught the way he was glaring at Owl. Then she turned back to Owl and gave him a belittled nod. Her construction of understanding showed him what she meant by the nod. He moved towards her, still diffident if he had correctly read her meaning. As he approached she clambered to her foot. Then she reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a hard almost desperate kiss. Owl was too appall to respond at number one then kissed her back. After a few bit, she broke the kiss then moved her brain so her lips were by his ear.

"I get it,"she whispered to him."Do it, just don't be rough please."Owl lifted his head to count at her in the eyes and gave her a minuscule nod. Then she ran her hands down his front line to the bottomland of his shirt. Pulling it up she yanked it over his head. Then she reached down to undo his pant. Pushing them down and releasing his now rock hard prick. She sank down to the story, pulling him down on top of her. Owl worked to advertize his trouser off as he lay down over her. She looked up at him with big sinister eyes that were red from her tears and her boldness streaked by them. He gave her as reassuring grin as he could. Her reply was a weak, incertain smile.

"seed on beau, contain messing around and fuck the short slut,"Swift snapped sharply. Owl closed his eyes tightly in disgust. But knew at the Same clip that if he did not act soon then the other two would react. So, he moved between her thin thighs and positioned his cock at her ingress. Feeling the heating plant coming off her and the wetness left over from the other two men fucking her. A mix of their cum and her born juices. With a 1, slow drive he entered her and could not maintain in his moan as he felt her twat opening around him. shtup, they were right she was very stringent. He heard her gasp under him and her heart close tightly, her face twisting slightly as he entered her. Now inside her, he held himself for a few here and now. Letting both of them get used the flavor of him being in her. She slowly opened her eyes to look up at him, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Do it,"she whispered to him."roll in the hay me Owl."Slowly he started to do just that. Sliding out, then sliding back in to sink himself fully inside her wet heat. She gave a small grunt and he moaned softly at the champion of being inside her. He began to hurtle into her again and again, feeling his peter stretching her cunt. Feeling her parsimony around him, the warmth and wetness inside her. As he began to get into a calendar method of thrust he felt her moving under him. Softly at first, but soon she was rocking with his thrusts. Pushing her hips up into his knife thrust. Unconcious, provisionary front in response to his. Her one leg lifted up to curl over his second joint.

With her actions urging him on Owl began to thrust harder. His worries about the situation and what his two ‘ friends'had just put her through fading. Replaced by lust and heat as his passionateness rose with each driving force. He felt her hands curl into his hair and her cushy organic structure pressing into his as he thrust in and out. She wrapped both legs around him, squeezing her thigh tight into him. His poking increased in speeding and power as his lustfulness grew. He reached one hand up to cup her drumhead. His other paw curling around her pocket-size breast, softly kneading it with his fingers. Feeling her breathing as it grew tighter with each thrust. Soon he was fighting not to simply postulate her severe and fast, he needed more.

"I. Have to. Go harder. Sorry,"he hissed to her.

"I. Know,"she grunted in a low voice."Do it. Unn, it's ok."She looked up at him with her oculus wide. Letting him see that she meant it. He gave a pocket-sized nod and let his body demand over. His thrusts increasing instantly in power and speed. Driving himself into her hard and mystifying. She grunted under him, sharp pant of look. Owl moaned with each push, feeling his cock driving force totally into her warm depths. As his thrusts increased in power so did his passion. He could sense his body rising towards its peak. Pushed there by the feel of her soft trunk under him. The tactile property of her warm twat stretching around his cock. The feel of her rocking under him, moving to accept every poking. The speech sound she made with each drive. Not the riot and dickhead that mortarboard and blue-belly forced out of her. If she had been making those sounds Owl roll in the hay his cock would throw tried to shrivel up back into his body in disgust. But, she was gasping softly, small moans of intuitive feeling that urged him on.

"Yes, please oh,"she moaned looking up at him with half shut down eye. Her subdivision and legs wrapped tight around him. Pulling him into her body. He pumped his hip joint fast, driving into her as she opened her consistence for him.

"Fuck, close,"he grunted as his orgasm rose towards its release."Gon na come."

"That's it Owl boy, fuck that slut, fall in her cunt."He heard Swift tangle but ignored him. Instead, he watched the woman's reaction to his imminent coming. She gave a cold-shoulder smile.

"Come in me,"she whispered. He groaned upon hearing the Holy Scripture as his command snapped. He rammed into her severely and deep, once, twice, on the third clock time he held himself in her cunt as he came.

"FUCK YES !"He groaned emptying himself into her. She gasped and gave a small shudder still clinging to him. Her look buried into his chest. Holding her tight he kissed the top of her head, groaning into her hair as his coming ran its path. Emptying his source inside her as she shuddered under him. When his orgasm ended he gently released her, she uncurled from around him. Her face was flushed and her centre glinted with a mix of desire and a few tears.

"I'm sorry,"he whispered afraid that he had hurt her more. She shook her head quickly.

"No, it's ok I know you had to,"she replied. Slowly he pulled out of her, making both of them gasp. Then he rose to his feet and redressed as she lay breathing hard and recovering. Owl stared at her, thinking how lots he would have prefered to be with her in any early situation. Not like this, not after what his two fellow traveler had done to her. She was an attractive young adult female and did not deserve what had happened to her. His cerebration were cut off as he was slapped on the arm.

"That's my boy Owl, I knew you had it in you,"Hawk said slapping his arm once again."Now come on, leave her here. I think it's time for a drink to celebrate."Owl looked at him blankly. He honestly did not think this was a clip to fete anything. Gustavus Franklin Swift walked past and also gave Owl a slap on the backbone. With his eyes down he followed them as they moved away from the woman and into their principal home. Past their sleeping one-quarter and towards the eating sphere where mortarboard had set up a still to make alcohol. Not that it tasted good, or was probably good for them. As they walked Owl heard Swift and war hawk talking.

"I'm gon na fuck that jade again,"Hawk said softly.

"I'm going to fuck her arse next,"blue-belly replied."I bet it's so piece of tail tight."

"mother fucker, I want to do it her tail end now."Hawk said,"luckily we've got all night to fuck her. She's ours to do what we want to. Let's consecrate her a short while to breathe, let her call up she's condom. Then we'll all fuck her over and over, good deal her up. If we do it right we can make her William Tell us where her hoard is and go grab it."Jonathan Swift nodded and gave Hawk a cast smile.

"Umm, yeah gon na enjoy finishing her off."

"Of course, I know how you get off on that."Swift's grinning grew expectant and sicker. Owl stopped sharply, no ! He was not going to let them do this again. Not to her, she was so vernal, so innocent. He still heard the early fair sex's thigh-slapper in his dreams from three months ago. He was not going to have another cleaning woman's howler in his mind.

He moved back, away from the other two. Neither of them noticed, too busy discussing their plans for the woman. Swift saying how he loved being inside a adult female as he killed her. The thought process made Owl feel ill. When he was sealed the duet had not realised he turned and moved quickly back into the sleeping area. Even after being with the couplet for four months Owl still kept almost all his poppycock packed up. A wont left over from his clip alone outside, where being set up to run was a necessary survival skill. Now he was grateful that he only needed to snaffle a few items and binge them into his backpack. Just as he was about to maneuver back to the woman he stopped. He needed one to a greater extent affair, just in case.

He scurried over to where Hawk slept, his gaze on the entranceway to the room expecting Hawk or Swift to appear at any mo. When they did not Owl crouched down and began to mold at the wall. war hawk had kept this concealed, but had not realised just how good Owl's eyesight was. He had not only seen hawk opening this control panel in the middle of the nighttime, but he had seen how Hawk disarmed the bunker. Even though Owl was shaking as he disarmed it and opened the panel. What if he had not seen the proper disarm subprogram ? When the board opened and nothing happened Owl relaxed. Quickly he reached in and grabbed what he was after. His fingers curling around the target of the sawn-off shotgun he had spotted Hawk checking. Next to it was a nap of shells that Owl grabbed as well. A ready substantiation showed that the gun was loaded. Moving back to his battalion he shoved the casing into the large number and put the gun on the top where he could easily get it if needed. Now armed he picked up his face pack and as quietly as he could left the way. A spry coup d'oeil showed that the former two were still drinking and chatting. Owl moved out and headed quickly to the woman. She was curled up into a tight ball against the wall. Her body shaking with balmy sobs. Owl's warmness cracked at the sight and at his part in causing her this pain. Carefully he moved towards her and gently pressed his hand to her shoulder.

"Hey, you have to get up,"he said in a low voicelessness. She jumped and gave a small-scale yelping of fear.

"God, no please no more,"she gasped.

"No, no, I'm not here to hurt you. You, we have to leave."She looked up at him blankly."They're not going to let you go. If you don't get out now they'll keep taking you, getting rougher and rougher until they kill you. They've done it before."hawk hissed sharply."You need to get dressed and we need to forget now."

"But, where can we go. There are hunter out."

"Remember that other tunnel I told you about, we can go there. hideout for the night, then you can go your way and I'll head mine. If you don't you're dead."She looked up at him blinking for a few here and now."Hurry up, get dressed now before they,"

"Before they what ?"Hawk snapped from behind Owl. He twisted around and saw both of them standing only ten ft away glaring at him."What are you doing Owl ?"mortarboard asked.

"I'm not letting you do this again. We're leaving."

"You're not letting,"swift said almost splutter on his anger.

"Yes, I'm not letting. I don't want any worry, just let us go and we never have to see each other again."

"But, the problem is that you both know about this spot,"mortarboard said in an almost sonant tincture."If you get caught you might tell others about us."As he said this Swift took a step sideways. Opening a small gap between them, while putting him in a considerably attitude to attack. Owl caught the trend and frowned.

"Don't Swift, I don't want to hurt you,"he said to him.

"You hurt me boy, a pussy like you,"Swift snarled back. With a sigh, Owl slid his mitt into his pack and pulled out the shotgun aiming it at Hawk.

"We are leaving, you have two choice. Either you just let us exit, or I force you to let us leave and that is going to get bloody."mortarboard's eyes tightened as he glared at the gun.

"He ain't got the balls,"Dean Swift snapped and stepped sideways again.

"halt moving Gustavus Franklin Swift,"Owl snapped back. Swinging the gun to repoint it at his former partner.

"Do you honestly think we're going to let you just leave."war hawk snapped, Owl spotted the straightaway glimpse he swapped with Swift and knew what was about to pass. The yoke burst into apparent motion. Swift sprinting out a couple of footprint to the bound of what used to be the place chopine. Trying to get out of Owl's targeting circle. Using his stop number to keep from being hit. However, like Hawk he had underestimated how good Owl's eyesight was. As fast as Swift could proceed it seemed like he was running through treacle to Owl. He quickly moved the gun to aim right at Swift and pulled the induction once. The shotgun roared, the sound increased by the wall of the tunnel. Owl flicked the gun back to hawk, aiming it straight at his heading and pulling the initiation again to arouse the secondment barrel.

The shot at Swift slammed into his chest, turning it into a all-fired mickle instantly. His stop number was so fast that he actually took three stride forwards, running along the edge of the political platform, before his physical structure slumped down. It slipped to the flooring and bounced off the chopine dropping out of sight onto the old running below. hawk's head simple exploded as the shell slammed into it. His boldness vanishing and the binding of his skull bursting like an eggshell in a spraying of ancestry, pearl, and brains. He dropped where he stood, crumpling into a pile and slumping backwards to lay, fortunately with his head almost out of tidy sum. The char screamed at the sound of the gunfire, then screamed more at the sight of Hawk's body.

"nookie, it didn't have to go down like this,"Owl said softly. He quickly reloaded the gun. As he did his heart caught apparent movement deep in the depths of the tunnel."Crap, I hoped they wouldn't be around."He muttered.

"What, who, you,"The woman stammered.

"The face pack of tunnel ghouls that live down there. They heard the gunshots."

"Tunnel body snatcher, I thought they were just a story to stop multitude hiding in these tunnels."

"Nope, they're real and there's a pack that lives down in this tunnel. Hawk had some sort of deal with them to keep them from attacking us. I really never asked what it was. But, they're going to come look and we really don't want to be here when they see the dead body. Grab your jumpsuit and let's get out of here."As he spoke he could see form moving up the tunnel. Humanoid forms that moved in the most inhuman fashion. The fair sex quickly grabbed her clothes and yanked them on as Owl led her down the tunnel. Behind them could be heard a warbling noise as the ghouls approached, the randomness turned into a snarling as they spotted the dead body.

Owl led the char out of the tunnel entrance, checking to constitute sure the way was exonerate. Spotting no movement he quickly ran the few C ft to the former tunnel entrance and opened it to let her in.

"There's no ghouls down here are there ?"She asked.

"Nope, it's not mysterious enough for them,"he replied. She moved into the tunnel going as deeply as she could. Owl followed until he was hidden from the entrance. Then dropped his inner circle down."We should be safety here for the nighttime. In the morning I'll head out and we can go our split up ways."She sank to the trading floor and looked over to him.

"We,"she started then looked away from him in an embarrassed manner."You don't have to leave, we could detain together."He looked at her in shock.

"I thought after what happened you'd not need to see me again."

"Why not, you tried to warn me, then you only did it because you had to, and now you've rescued me. I'm ok if you want to stay around. It's sound to be with person in this earth, safer. You seem like a dear guy Owl, and if you want to hang around I'd be ok with us staying together."Owl looked at her for a moment before slowly nodding his understanding."in effect, in that case my gens is Tiff."She told him and held her hand out for him to judder. Then she sank back down to the ground and curled up into a ball. Owl crouched down where he was, watching the entrance and listening out for any trouble. He might not take in helped save up her from the rape, but he was determined to do all he could to keep her safety now for as long as she would let him .