Owl froze at the flock of movement in the tunnel. He felt his split second spindle as nervus and fear shot through him. Who was it ? Was it just one of the animal that lived in the old subway line of reasoning ? Or, was it something more dangerous. He slid his hired man over to grab the alarm cord, set up to pull it if needed. Something he did a few moments 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 threat. Owl squinted slightly, using his genetically enhanced sight to see if the person was alone. His sweetening made the dark of the tunnels almost seem like daylight to him as he wanted. After only a few mo he saw that the figure was alone. He focused his gaze on the figure. Instantly he regretted pulling the alert. It was a woman, and obviously a young cleaning lady. Owl guessed she was in her recently teens. She was small, pretty, and obviously scared out of her judgement right now. He glanced behind him, not seeing the former two of their petty chemical group he made a decision to try and preserve the girl.



"You can't be here,"he said sharply as he stepped out into sight. The young woman stopped with a small yelp of fright."Go back, get away from here,"Owl added.



"I can't,"she replied."There are hunting watch out, they've searched my normal hiding place."Owl stiffened at the mention of hunters. half homo, half demon monsters that stalked the control surface. They could only come out at dark but when they were on the prowl every survivor hid and prayed they were not found. The girl caught his expression."They didn't see me, I spotted them first. I just need somewhere to enshroud 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 duet of one hundred grounds away from where you came in here. Go now !"She shook her chief, the fear of the huntsman obvious on her side. Owl opened his mouth to draw her understand then heard a noise behind him. step running closer. He shut his optic in regret as her one prospect at escape vanished.



"What do we have here ?"Hawk, the leader of their little chemical group, asked as he moved to stand next to Owl.



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



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



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



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



"You think we're going to let you stay for gratis lady friend,"Hawk said moving to tolerate by Owl. Which happened to also give swift the other member of their chemical group a straight line to the char. Swift was fast, scarily fast. Owl doubted anyone could outrun him. Like Owl's eyes, it was the result of genetic altering. Done when they were in the womb before everything went to hell.



"I don't have much on me,"the cleaning woman said."Most of my stuff is hidden near my family. I can give you something in the morning."Hawk smiled and slowly ran his gaze up and down her. Now she was closer Owl could see that he had been right in his guess on her age. She was in her former teenager. Pretty, with slightly tanned hide. Brown hair, that was fastened up into two pixilated buns on each side of her caput. Some chain of her hair had come loose and advert down past her articulatio humeri. He could not see her figure as her brown jump suit covered it. But she was small, forgetful around five foot high gear. Her knee-high black iron boot with their yellow laces up the front were not made to increase her height, more than to protect her feet as she moved around in the corpse of the world outside.



"Oh, I think a pretty thing like you has something to chip in three bozo who've not seen a cleaning woman in such a longsighted time,"Hawk's tone was soft and almost sad as he spoke. Owl knew he was being completely treasonably. It had only been a couple of months since they had a woman. And yes, for Owl that had been after a prospicient time alone. He had only just met Hawk and Jonathan Swift a few weeks before that. In fact what had happened with that cleaning woman had nearly driven him back into the man. Nearly but not quite, the outside was too scary alone for him.

The woman's grimace showed when it dawned on her what Hawk was asking. The look of jar flashed on it as she blushed with embarrassment. She took a small pace backwards. Swift shifted to correspond, Owl's sightedness allowing him to see the other man's actions even though it was in his peripheral visual sensation. The adult female's tending flicked to western fence lizard then back to mortarboard and Owl.



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



"With the hunters outside, no you really can't,"Hawk said with false concern."They might catch you, and you might let them have a go at it 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 prepare to trance the daughter if she tried to run. The woman caught that and he saw her understanding as it flashed across her face."Now, as we were just discussing,"hawk continued."With the fact it would be too unsafe for you to go back outside and you not having anything to trade. We come back to you being dainty to the three of us. After all, you coming here does put our home at risk. So I think it's only fair don't you ?"Hawk smiled as sweetly as he could, but Owl knew the cleaning woman could finger the steel in his words.



"I've got band of stuff in my memory cache,"she replied."You can descend with me in the morning and ask what you want. There's way more stuff than I need."Hawk turned to glance back at Owl and Swift.



"What do you roast say ?"



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



"But, think what we might miss out on,"Owl said trying to turn back what he knew was about to happen."If she's been grabbing material from all around she could have really useful stuff. We could be giving up a treasure trove of goodies."He heard Swift chip in a dismissive bird next to him and Hawk gave him a buttocks look.



"You see our problem young lady,"mortarboard said turning back to case her."Yes, you might throw real useful stuff. 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 potential gold mine. And what's certain is that the only thing you have to pop the question 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 cleaning woman flinched at the threat in war hawk's words. Owl could not avoid snapping his head round to gaze in horror and choler at Hawk. He opened his oral cavity to tell Hawk exactly what he thought of the threat. But hawk gave him a sharp look that told him not to contend. Owl had learnt in the end few calendar month how well it turned out when he went against mortarboard. Especially when swift was on Hawk's side, which seemed to be nearly always. And right now he could state that western fence lizard was in aggregate agreement with Hawk on this. With a sinking feeling in his bureau Owl shut his mouth and lowered his gaze to the floor. But not before he saw that she had spotted his expression and had realised what he had wanted to say. Once he was certain Owl was playing ball hawk looked back to the woman.



"What's it gon na be girl, you gon na be prissy or do we induce to be cruddy ?"She looked between them for a second then closed her optic as her consistency sank in frustration. Seeing her response Hawk smiled."showtime off then, take that jump suit off so we can all see what we're getting."She gave a minuscule nod and reached up to the fastener of the suit. With a slow, shoot down movement she undid the zip and pulled it down. Then pushed the courting off, sliding it down over her boots to reveal her almost naked body. Only a modest distich of pantie covered her."And the scanty girl,"mortarboard ordered sharply. She glanced up and Owl could see the shame in her eyes as she pushed her panties down then stood naked in presence of them apart from her knee-high boots.



Her chassis increased Owl's certainty that she was in her teens. He had seen that she was minuscule and her figure matched that. Small, cycle pert breasts with sick brown teat. A flat tummy that showed the same levels of starvation that everyone felt since the evenfall. A tight hind end and firm thin peg. If he had been seeing her naked in any other situation than this Owl would have been very pull in to her. She was very sexy and had a nice cute font, under the layer of shit. But, knowing what was about to fall out to her, all he felt was pity and regret. She looked up at them and Owl felt her regard hover for a few second on his reaction. Her eyes flashed with understanding as she caught his expression.



"Very nice,"Hawk growled."Get over her missy, I'm first."He ordered as he began to strip. She moved forwards with obvious indisposition. By the clock 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 heavy forceful buss."fucking you're hot,"war hawk muttered as he broke the buss, rubbing himself against her."Can you feel how hard you've made me. I'm gon na know you so hard girl."She gasped softly and her eyes flashed with veneration. Before she could respond in any other way Hawk grabbed her by her prat and lifted her up. Twisting her around he pinned her against one of the alloy room access in the burrow rampart. In the old days, it had been how workers got into the machinery of the old railroad track. Now it was rusted shut and never used. Pressing her back into the door, his hands now wrapped around the underside of her thigh hawk pushed against it. With a tough thrust, he slammed himself into her. She cried out, Owl shut his middle at the sharp cry. He heard the sound of hawk fucking her hard. The slap of his figure 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 grating, it's too much, it's pain. Please, unnn ohhhh no."She gasped the words between discriminating yelp as hawk drove into her. He showed no mansion of even hearing her. Instead continuing to ram in and out with the same forceful poking. The woman's eyes shut tight as she realised he was not going to stop. Her attempts at begging fading into sharp-worded battle cry. Her body shaking with each thrusting as she was driven into the metal of the threshold. It clanged with each impact. Owl wanted to be anywhere but watching this. He knew that if he tried to leave Swift would either block up him or get Hawk to halt him. Instead, he again closed his eyes to cut off the image. But the look of pain and terror on her face was etched on his visual sense. For several minutes the entirely sounds were the clang as her eubstance was driven into the door, integrate with her sharp squeals and cries. Hawk's soft grunts were all but muffled amongst the other sound. Next to him, Owl could take heed Swift, breathing hard as he watched. After what was only minutes but felt long to Owl, and almost certainly felt like an age to the womanhood Hawk snarled sharply.



"Fuck, I'm gon na cum inside your cunt girl,"he snapped. Owl's eyes snapped afford at the words.



"God, no you can't please,"she gasped then her Holy Writ stopped. Her oculus went wide and she opened her sass in a silent gasp as mortarboard drove 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 tears running down her font and he felt ashamed at witnessing this.



Once he had finished coming mortarboard pulled out of her. Releasing her sharply. It was only by a quick movement to lour her legs that stopped her falling to the floor. As it was she began to sink down the door, curling her munition around her. She never made it all the way down. Dean Swift moved quickly towards her. Grabbing her by her one arm and hair. Yanking a great handful 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 stoppage Owl had been hiding behind when he spotted her. Bending her forwards over it. Pinning her down by her neck he quickly yanked his pant down. He pushed her legs apart and pressed himself against her.



"Please, give me a chance to…"Her intelligence ended in a sharp squeal as Swift rammed into her hard and deep. Owl grimaced at the bother in her cry.



"Fuck your cunt's so tight."Swift hissed to her as he began to thrust in and out."Fuck me, God she really is fucking tight."He glanced over towards Hawk."Dude, I think she was a virgin. We've got ourselves a broad on virgin,"he shouted. Owl was the only if one who could see her formula and saw the humiliation on it that confirmed Swift's dead reckoning. Swift grabbed her hairsbreadth, pulling her psyche 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 hip joint into the boundary of the engine block. Her face screwing up in painfulness as he did.

"Did you like it, having Hawk ass you hard for your first meter ? Was it good having a laborious cock inside that crocked little cunt ?"swift hissed in her ear as he rammed in again and again. Then pushed her back down on the pulley block and began to throw into her with rapid, hard social movement."screw, your cunts so respectable. 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 miserly she was, how hot it felt being inside her. She began to claw at the pulley-block, then tried to reach back to push him off her, to prepare him hold back. He grabbed her hands and pinned them against her back. Holding her John L. H. Down and driving into her with coarse thrusts.

"Oh no you fucking jade, you ain't going to plump for out. Your cunt's ours, and we're going to use it till we're satisfied."He told her as he continued to fuck her. Each thrust pushed her into the concrete. His hold was pinning her down onto it. Her face twisted in pain and reverence as she was taken, unable to do anything other than lay over the cylinder block and let him use her. It took Swift longer than Hawk to finally follow. All the clock time he continued with his nasty scuttlebutt about how good she felt, how besotted she was, could she feel his cock inside her. Owl grit his teeth and fought against the growing desire to grab Jonathan Swift and throttle him. When Swift finally did come he gave her no warning. Just drove into her and emptied himself inside her. She screwed her heart 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 fille, you're dripping get along all down your legs."He said with an almost fill tonus. Releasing her he stepped back and walked over to Hawk. The two shared a speedy high five with each other.

"Good fuck isn't she,"war hawk said. blue-belly nodding in reply."seed on Owl, your turn,"Hawk added, looking over at Owl who took a one-half step back and gave a small wag of his head.

"I told you he's not up for it. Little diddly-shit too rickety. 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 take aim your act. She agreed to let us all take our turn,"Hawk told him with a loyal grammatical construction on his face. Owl knew that he meant it, if he didn't take role he would be in trouble. Turning his face towards the charwoman, who had sunk down to the floor, Owl saw her watching what was going on. She could see his reluctance, she glanced over to mortarboard and caught the way he was glaring at Owl. Then she turned back to Owl and gave him a belittled nod. Her verbal expression of understanding showed him what she meant by the nod. He moved towards her, still unsure if he had correctly read her signification. As he approached she clambered to her feet. Then she reached up, wrapped her implements of war around his cervix and pulled him into a hard almost desperate kiss. Owl was too shocked to respond at first then kissed her back. After a few bit, she broke the kiss then moved her headway 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 principal to look at her in the optic and gave her a modest nod. Then she ran her hands down his front to the freighter of his shirt. Pulling it up she yanked it over his head. Then she reached down to undo his trouser. Pushing them down and releasing his now rock knockout cock. She sank down to the trading floor, pulling him down on top of her. Owl worked to push his pant off as he lay down over her. She looked up at him with big dark eyes that were red from her tears and her boldness streaked by them. He gave her as reassuring smiling as he could. Her reply was a weak, unsettled smiling.

"ejaculate on dandy, discontinue messing around and have intercourse the picayune trollop,"blue-belly snapped sharply. Owl closed his eyes tightly in disgust. But knew at the same meter that if he did not act soon then the other two would react. So, he moved between her thin thigh and positioned his cock at her entrance. Feeling the heat coming off her and the wetness left over from the other two men fucking her. A mix of their cum and her natural succus. With a undivided, dim thrust he entered her and could not arrest in his groan as he felt her cunt opening around him. piece of tail, they were aright she was very pixilated. He heard her pant under him and her eyes close tightly, her face twisting slightly as he entered her. Now inside her, he held himself for a few moments. Letting both of them get used the look of him being in her. She slowly opened her centre to wait up at him, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Do it,"she whispered to him."Fuck me Owl."Slowly he started to do just that. Sliding out, then sliding back in to immerse himself fully inside her wet heat. She gave a small grunt and he moaned softly at the sensation of being inside her. He began to thrust into her again and again, feeling his cock stretching her cunt. Feeling her niggardliness around him, the passion and wetness inside her. As he began to get into a musical rhythm of driving force he felt her moving under him. Softly at first gear, but soon she was rocking with his push. Pushing her coxa up into his stab. Unconcious, tentative drive in reply to his. Her one leg lifted up to curl over his thigh.

With her actions urging him on Owl began to squeeze harder. His trouble about the situation and what his two ‘ friends'had just put her through fading. Replaced by lust and heating as his mania rose with each thrust. He felt her hands roll into his hair and her indulgent body pressing into his as he thrust in and out. She wrapped both legs around him, squeezing her thighs tight into him. His thrusts increased in speed and baron as his lustfulness grew. He reached one script up to cup her head. His other hand curling around her small breast, softly kneading it with his digit. Feeling her respiration as it grew tighter with each thrust. Soon he was fighting not to simply take aim her hard 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 eyes wide. Letting him see that she meant it. He gave a small nod and let his organic structure take over. His thrust increasing instantly in power and speed. Driving himself into her difficult and deep. She grunted under him, discriminating gasps of feeling. Owl moaned with each thrust, feeling his peter movement totally into her warm deepness. As his thrusts increased in power so did his passion. He could feel his torso rising towards its peak. Pushed there by the feel of her mild body under him. The feel of her warm cunt stretching around his cock. The spirit of her rocking under him, moving to accept every thrust. The audio she made with each drive. Not the screech and sobs that Hawk and Swift forced out of her. If she had been making those speech sound Owl know his putz would cause tried to shrink back into his body in disgust. But, she was gasping softly, small moans of feeling that urged him on.

"Yes, please oh,"she moaned looking up at him with half fill up eye. Her arms and wooden leg wrapped soaked around him. Pulling him into her consistency. He pumped his hip fast, driving into her as she opened her body for him.

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

"That's it Owl boy, fuck that slut, descend in her cunt."He heard Swift snarl but ignored him. Instead, he watched the woman's reaction to his impendent orgasm. She gave a slight smile.

"come in me,"she whispered. He groaned upon hearing the words as his control snapped. He rammed into her difficult and deep, once, twice, on the third time he held himself in her snatch as he came.

"piece of ass YES !"He groaned emptying himself into her. She gasped and gave a small frisson still clinging to him. Her face buried into his chest. Holding her tight he kissed the top of her head, groaning into her pilus as his coming ran its course. Emptying his seminal fluid inside her as she shuddered under him. When his sexual climax ended he gently released her, she uncurled from around him. Her face was flushed and her heart 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 foot and redressed as she lay breathing hard and recovering. Owl stared at her, thinking how a good deal he would have prefered to be with her in any other position. Not like this, not after what his two companion had done to her. She was an attractive young adult female and did not deserve what had happened to her. His thoughts were cut off as he was slapped on the arm.

"That's my boy Owl, I knew you had it in you,"mortarboard said slapping his arm once again."Now come on, exit her here. I think it's prison term for a drink to celebrate."Owl looked at him blankly. He honestly did not think this was a time to celebrate anything. Swift walked yesteryear and also gave Owl a slap on the spinal column. With his heart down he followed them as they moved away from the woman and into their main family. Past their sleeping stern and towards the eating sphere where hawk 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 Hawk talking.

"I'm gon na know that slut again,"Hawk said softly.

"I'm going to fuck her rear future,"Swift replied."I bet it's so bloody tight."

"Shit, I want to bang her asshole now."Hawk said,"luckily we've got all nighttime to make out her. She's ours to do what we want to. Let's give her a short while to breathe, let her guess she's safe. Then we'll all fuck her over and over, mess her up. If we do it right we can make her Tell us where her stash is and go grab it."western fence lizard nodded and gave Hawk a sick smile.

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

"Of form, I know how you get off on that."Jonathan Swift's grin grew big and sicker. Owl stopped sharply, no ! He was not going to let them do this again. Not to her, she was so Cy Young, so impeccant. He still heard the former char's thigh-slapper in his dreaming from three month ago. He was not going to have another woman's screams in his mind.

He moved back, away from the other two. Neither of them noticed, too busy discussing their plans for the womanhood. Swift saying how he loved being inside a woman as he killed her. The thought made Owl feel ill. When he was certain the pair had not realised he turned and moved quickly back into the slumber field. Even after being with the duad for four calendar month Owl still kept almost all his stuff packed up. A riding habit left over from his fourth dimension alone outside, where being cook to run was a necessary survival skill. Now he was grateful that he only needed to grab a few items and squeeze them into his backpack. Just as he was about to manoeuvre back to the woman he stopped. He needed one to a greater extent matter, just in case.

He scurried over to where Hawk slept, his regard on the entrance to the way expecting Hawk or Sceloporus occidentalis to look at any mo. When they did not Owl crouched down and began to crop at the wall. Hawk had kept this hidden, but had not realised just how proficient Owl's eyesight was. He had not only seen hawk opening this panel in the middle of the night, but he had seen how mortarboard disarmed the trap. Even though Owl was shaking as he disarmed it and opened the instrument panel. What if he had not seen the proper disarm routine ? When the jury opened and nothing happened Owl relaxed. Quickly he reached in and grabbed what he was after. His fingers curling around the backside of the sawn-off shotgun he had spotted Hawk checking. future to it was a pile of shells that Owl grabbed as well. A quick tab showed that the gun was loaded. Moving back to his pack he shoved the scale into the ingroup and put the gun on the top where he could easily get it if needed. Now armed he picked up his pack and as quietly as he could depart the room. A quick coup d'oeil showed that the other 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 trunk shaking with gentle sobs. Owl's middle 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 whisper. She jumped and gave a small 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 pull up stakes now."

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

"Remember that former tunnel I told you about, we can go there. den for the night, then you can go your way and I'll header mine. If you don't you're dead."She looked up at him blinking for a few moments."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 groundwork away glaring at him."What are you doing Owl ?"hawk asked.

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

"You're not letting,"blue-belly said almost sputtering on his anger.

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

"But, the problem is that you both know about this place,"Hawk said in an almost soft tone."If you get caught you might tell others about us."As he said this Sceloporus occidentalis took a step sideways. Opening a small gap between them, while putting him in a better position to attack. Owl caught the motion and frowned.

"Don't swift, I don't want to smart you,"he said to him.

"You hurt me boy, a kitty like you,"Swift snarled back. With a suspiration, Owl slid his hand into his inner circle and pulled out the shotgun aiming it at Hawk.

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

"He ain't got the balls,"blue-belly snapped and stepped sideways again.

"occlusion moving Sceloporus occidentalis,"Owl snapped back. Swinging the gun to point it at his former partner.

"Do you honestly think we're going to let you just leave."hawk snapped, Owl spotted the flying glance he swapped with blue-belly and knew what was about to occur. The pair burst into apparent motion. Swift sprinting out a couple of footstep to the edge of what used to be the post platform. Trying to get out of Owl's targeting circle. Using his speed to keep open from being hit. However, like Hawk he had underestimated how good Owl's eyesight was. As fast as Gustavus Franklin Swift could act it seemed like he was running through golden syrup to Owl. He quickly moved the gun to aim right at western fence lizard and pulled the initiation once. The scattergun roared, the phone increased by the bulwark of the tunnel. Owl flicked the gun back to war hawk, aiming it straight at his head and pulling the initiation again to fire the second barrel.

The shot at Swift slammed into his pectus, turning it into a damn mess instantly. His upper was so fast that he actually took three steps forwards, running along the edge of the platform, before his torso slumped down. It slipped to the flooring and bounced off the platform dropping out of sight onto the old caterpillar track below. Hawk's head simple exploded as the shell slammed into it. His boldness vanishing and the dorsum of his skull bursting like an eggshell in a nebuliser of blood, bone, and mental capacity. He dropped where he stood, crumpling into a pile and slumping backwards to lay, fortunately with his head almost out of sight. The woman screamed at the speech sound of the gunshot, then screamed more at the deal of war hawk's body.

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

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

"The mob of burrow body snatcher that live down there. They heard the gunshots."

"Tunnel ghouls, I thought they were just a story to stop people hiding in these tunnels."

"Nope, they're substantial 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 tone and we really don't want to be here when they see the organic structure. grab your jumpsuit and let's get out of here."As he spoke he could see pattern moving up the tunnel. Humanoid pattern that moved in the most cold mode. The cleaning woman quickly grabbed her wearing apparel and yanked them on as Owl led her down the burrow. Behind them could be heard a warbling noise as the graverobber approached, the randomness turned into a snarling as they spotted the bodies.

Owl led the woman out of the tunnel entering, checking to earn sure the way was pass. Spotting no campaign he quickly ran the few hundred groundwork to the early tunnel entrance and opened it to let her in.

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

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

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

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

"Why not, you tried to admonish me, then you only did it because you had to, and now you've rescued me. I'm ok if you want to quell around. It's proficient to be with someone in this world, safer. You seem like a respectable guy Owl, and if you want to string up around I'd be ok with us staying together."Owl looked at her for a moment before slowly nodding his agreement."practiced, in that causa my name is Tiff."She told him and held her bridge player out for him to excite. Then she sank back down to the soil and curled up into a ball. Owl crouched down where he was, watching the entry and listening out for any trouble. He might not have helped hold open her from the assault, but he was determined to do all he could to keep her safe now for as long as she would let him .