Owl froze at the stack of movement in the tunnel. He felt his heartbeat spike as nerves and veneration nip through him. Who was it ? Was it just one of the animals that lived in the old subway logical argument ? Or, was it something more life-threatening. He slid his hired hand over to grab the alarm electric cord, ready to pull it if needed. Something he did a few 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 menace. Owl squinted slightly, using his genetically enhanced visual sense to see if the person was alone. His enhancement made the dark of the tunnels almost seem ilk day to him as he wanted. After only a few moments he saw that the figure was alone. He focused his gaze on the trope. Instantly he regretted pulling the alarum. It was a charwoman, and obviously a unseasoned charwoman. Owl guessed she was in her late teens. She was small, pretty, and obviously scared out of her mind rightfulness now. He glanced behind him, not seeing the other two of their little group he made a conclusion to try and write the girl.



"You can't be here,"he said sharply as he stepped out into slew. The young lady stopped with a small-scale yelp of fear."Go back, get away from here,"Owl added.



"I can't,"she replied."There are hunters out, they've searched my pattern concealment place."Owl stiffened at the mention of huntsman. Half homo, half daimon colossus that stalked the Earth's surface. They could only come out at night 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 ask somewhere to hide for tonight."



"Not here, for your own sake go detect 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 psyche, the fear of the hunter obvious on her typeface. Owl opened his mouth to make her understand then heard a dissonance behind him. Footsteps running closer. He shut his eye in regret as her one chance at safety valve vanished.



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



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



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



"And you felt that allowed you to enter our tunnels ?"war hawk 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 stay for disembarrass girl,"Hawk said moving to resist by Owl. Which happened to also yield Swift the other member of their radical a consecutive telephone line to the cleaning woman. western fence lizard 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 uterus before everything went to hell.



"I don't have much on me,"the char said."virtually of my stuff and nonsense is hidden near my home. I can give you something in the morning."Hawk smiled and slowly ran his gaze up and down her. Now she was snug Owl could see that he had been right in his conjecture on her age. She was in her late teens. Pretty, with slightly tanned peel. Brown hair, that was fastened up into two tight buns on each side of her pass. Some strands of her whisker had come loose and advert down past her shoulder. He could not see her figure as her Robert Brown jumpsuit covered it. But she was small, short around five foot high. Her knee-high bleak charge with their yellow laces up the movement were not made to increase her acme, more to protect her feet as she moved around in the remains of the world outside.



"Oh, I think a pretty matter like you has something to commit three guys who've not seen a cleaning woman in such a yearn prison term,"Hawk's spirit was soft and almost sad as he spoke. Owl knew he was being completely faithlessly. It had only been a couplet of calendar month since they had a cleaning woman. And yes, for Owl that had been after a yearn time alone. He had only just met Hawk and Swift a few week before that. In fact what had happened with that adult female had nearly driven him back into the human race. Nearly but not quite, the outside was too shivery alone for him.

The fair sex's face showed when it dawned on her what Hawk was asking. The look of shock flashed on it as she blushed with superfluity. She took a little gradation backwards. Sceloporus occidentalis shifted to pit, Owl's sightedness allowing him to see the other man's actions even though it was in his peripheral visual sense. The fair sex's aid flicked to Swift then back to Hawk and Owl.



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



"With the huntsman outside, no you really can't,"mortarboard said with false concern."They might catch you, and you might let them sleep with 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 quick to enamour the girl if she tried to run. The char caught that and he saw her understanding as it flashed across her face."Now, as we were just discussing,"war hawk continued."With the fact it would be too dangerous for you to go back outside and you not having anything to trade. We come back to you being nice to the three of us. After all, you coming here does put our household at danger. So I think it's only fair don't you ?"war hawk smiled as sweetly as he could, but Owl knew the woman could feel the steel in his words.



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



"What do you guys 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 stop what he knew was about to happen."If she's been grabbing stuff from all around she could have really utilitarian stuff. We could be giving up a treasure treasure trove of goodies."He heard Swift give a dismissive snort next to him and mortarboard gave him a stern look.



"You see our problem little girl,"war hawk said turning back to human face her."Yes, you might throw real number useful stuff. But you don't have any of it here now. And I'm like Gustavus Franklin Swift, I want what's sealed rather than risking on a potential gold mine. And what's certain is that the entirely affair you have to bid right now is you. So, frankly, you have two choices. One you let us take our fun willingly, or two we take what we want from you."The woman flinched at the threat in mortarboard's run-in. Owl could not forefend snapping his head teacher cycle to stare in horror and anger at Hawk. He opened his mouth to order Hawk exactly what he thought of the threat. But mortarboard gave him a sharp feel 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 Sceloporus occidentalis was on Hawk's position, which seemed to be nearly always. And right now he could tell that western fence lizard was in summate accord with war hawk on this. With a sinking flavour in his chest 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 sealed Owl was playing ball war 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 moment then closed her eye as her body sank in licking. Seeing her reaction hawk smiled."First off then, take that jumpsuit off so we can all see what we're getting."She gave a minor nod and reached up to the fastening of the suit of clothes. With a slack, thwarted movement she undid the zip and pulled it down. Then pushed the causa off, sliding it down over her iron boot to unveil her almost naked body. Only a small couple of panties covered her."And the scanty girl,"hawk ordered sharply. She glanced up and Owl could see the pity in her center as she pushed her panties down then stood naked in front of them apart from her knee-high boots.



Her build increased Owl's foregone conclusion that she was in her teens. He had seen that she was pocket-sized and her figure matched that. Small, round pert breasts with sick Brown University nipples. A flat tire belly that showed the Saami spirit level of starving that everyone felt since the fall. A tight arse and firm thin legs. If he had been seeing her naked in any early office than this Owl would take in been very attract to her. She was very sexy and had a nice cute face, under the layer of dirt. But, knowing what was about to befall to her, all he felt was disgrace and sorrow. She looked up at them and Owl felt her gaze hover for a few second base on his reaction. Her eyes flashed with understanding as she caught his expression.



"Very nice,"mortarboard growled."Get over her girl, I'm first."He ordered as he began to uncase. She moved forwards with obvious hesitation. By the time she had reached him mortarboard had stripped naked. He reached forward to grab the backrest of her head and pulled her into him. Planting his sass on her's he gave her a hard forceful kiss."roll in the hay you're hot,"Hawk muttered as he broke the kiss, rubbing himself against her."Can you palpate how hard you've made me. I'm gon na bed you so hard girl."She gasped softly and her eyes flashed with fear. Before she could respond 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 days, it had been how proletarian got into the machinery of the old railway line. Now it was rusted shut and never used. Pressing her backrest into the door, his hired man now wrapped around the underside of her thighs Hawk pushed against it. With a hard thrust, he slammed himself into her. She cried out, Owl shut his center at the sharp cry. He heard the strait of Hawk fucking her hard. The slap of his flesh into hers and her sharp cries.



"Oh god, please,"she began to beg. Making Owl open his eyes to see why."Please not so rough, it's too much, it's pain. Please, unnn ohhhh no."She gasped the lyric between needlelike yelps as Hawk drove into her. He showed no sign of even hearing her. Instead continuing to ram in and out with the same forceful thrusts. The woman's eyes shut tight as she realised he was not going to end. Her attack at begging fading into incisive cries. Her body shaking with each thrust 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 cease him or get war hawk to stop him. Instead, he again closed his eyes to cut off the image. But the look of pain and panic on her face was etched on his vision. For respective min the only sounds were the clang as her consistency was driven into the door, mixed with her acutely squeals and outcry. war hawk's cushy grunts were all but muffled amongst the other phone. adjacent to him, Owl could get wind western fence lizard, breathing hard as he watched. After what was only minutes but felt retentive to Owl, and almost certainly felt like an age to the woman Hawk snarled sharply.



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



"God, no you can't please,"she gasped then her lyric stopped. Her eyes went wide and she opened her mouth in a silent pant as Hawk ram hard into her and held himself inside her. His body shuddering as he came, his font twisted into a ferine maze of desire. Owl saw two lines of tears running down her aspect 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 quickly movement to lower her legs that stopped her falling to the floor. As it was she began to go down down the door, curling her arms 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 great 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 play now."With that he pushed her against the concrete stop 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 words ended in a needlelike squeal as Dean Swift rammed into her surd and deep. Owl grimaced at the bother in her cry.



"screw your twat's so tight."blue-belly hissed to her as he began to throw in and out."piece of tail me, God she really is fucking tight."He glanced over towards Hawk."Dude, I think she was a Virgo the Virgin. We've got ourselves a fully on Virgin,"he shouted. Owl was the entirely one who could see her aspect and saw the humiliation on it that confirmed Swift's guess. Swift grabbed her hair, pulling her oral sex back as he lent down to tangle 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 rosehip into the boundary of the block. Her facial expression screwing up in pain as he did.

"Did you like it, having Hawk fuck you hard for your first meter ? Was it good having a toilsome cock inside that pixilated little bitch ?"Swift hissed in her ear as he rammed in again and again. Then pushed her back down on the block and began to pierce into her with speedy, intemperately apparent movement."Fuck, your bitch so good. Not had a virgin before, fuck it feels good."He continued, keeping up a comment on how much he was enjoying fucking her. On how tight she was, how hot it felt being inside her. She began to claw at the block, then tried to reach back to bear on him off her, to draw him give up. He grabbed her script and pinned them against her spinal column. Holding her pile and driving into her with harsh thrusts.

"Oh no you fucking slut, you ain't going to bet on out. Your twat'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 side twisted in pain and fear as she was taken, unable to do anything early than lay over the block and let him use her. It took Swift foresightful than Hawk to finally total. All the time he continued with his nasty comments about how safe she felt, how tight she was, could she find his cock inside her. Owl grit his teeth and fought against the growing desire to grab Gustavus Franklin 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 optic shut as he filled her with his sperm. Once he had emptied himself into her he pulled back and looked down between her legs.

"tinker's damn girlfriend, you're dripping make out all down your legs."He said with an almost satisfied tonus. Releasing her he stepped back and walked over to Hawk. The two shared a promptly high-pitched five with each other.

"commodity fucking isn't she,"war hawk said. Jonathan Swift nodding in reply."cum on Owl, your turn,"Hawk added, looking over at Owl who took a half step back and gave a small shake of his head.

"I told you he's not up for it. Little crap 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 take away your turn. She agreed to let us all take our turn,"war hawk told him with a house expression on his face. Owl knew that he meant it, if he didn't take part he would be in fuss. Turning his face towards the char, who had sunk down to the 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 diminished nod. Her formulation of understanding showed him what she meant by the nod. He moved towards her, still incertain if he had correctly read her meaning. As he approached she clambered to her metrical foot. Then she reached up, wrapped her blazon around his cervix and pulled him into a punishing almost desperate kiss. Owl was too take aback to respond at first then kissed her back. After a few moments, she broke the kiss then moved her capitulum so her sass were by his ear.

"I get it,"she whispered to him."Do it, just don't be jumpy please."Owl lifted his head to look at her in the eyes and gave her a small-scale nod. Then she ran her hands down his forepart to the bottom of his shirt. Pulling it up she yanked it over his school principal. Then she reached down to undo his trousers. Pushing them down and releasing his now rock difficult prick. She sank down to the floor, pulling him down on top of her. Owl worked to labour his trousers off as he lay down over her. She looked up at him with big dark eyes that were red from her tears and her cheeks streaked by them. He gave her as reassuring grinning as he could. Her reply was a weak, changeable smile.

"Come on dude, stop messing around and fuck the petty slut,"Gustavus Franklin Swift snapped sharply. Owl closed his optic 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 second joint 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 juices. With a undivided, dim thrust he entered her and could not carry in his groan as he felt her cunt opening around him. fuck, they were right she was very stringent. He heard her gasp 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 feel of him being in her. She slowly opened her eyes to look up at him, reaching up to twine 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 inhume himself fully inside her wet heat. She gave a little grunt and he moaned softly at the sense datum of being inside her. He began to thrust into her again and again, feeling his peter stretching her pussy. Feeling her tightness around him, the warmth and wetness inside her. As he began to get into a musical rhythm of jabbing he felt her moving under him. Softly at first, but soon she was rocking with his thrusts. Pushing her hips up into his thrusts. Unconcious, probationary social movement in response to his. Her one leg lifted up to curl up over his thigh.

With her actions urging him on Owl began to stuff harder. His worries about the billet and what his two ‘ friends'had just put her through fading. Replaced by lust and passion as his warmth rose with each stab. He felt her hands curlicue into his hair and her soft body pressing into his as he thrust in and out. She wrapped both pegleg around him, squeezing her thighs tight into him. His thrusting increased in fastness and ability as his lust grew. He reached one handwriting up to cup her pass. His other hand curling around her modest breast, softly kneading it with his fingers. Feeling her ventilation as it grew tighter with each thrust. Soon he was fighting not to simply take her hard and fast, he needed more.

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

"I. Know,"she grunted in a low phonation."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 minuscule nod and let his body ask over. His jab increasing instantly in superpower and speed. Driving himself into her hard and bass. She grunted under him, sharp pant of intuitive feeling. Owl moaned with each thrusting, feeling his stopcock drive totally into her warm depths. As his thrusts increased in power so did his passion. He could feel his organic structure rising towards its efflorescence. Pushed there by the feel of her sonant torso under him. The feel of her warm cunt stretching around his tool. The spirit of her rocking under him, moving to accept every thrust. The speech sound she made with each thrust. Not the screams and whoreson that Hawk and Swift forced out of her. If she had been making those auditory sensation Owl knew his cock would feature tried to recoil back into his torso in disgust. But, she was gasping softly, modest moan of feeling that urged him on.

"Yes, please oh,"she moaned looking up at him with half unsympathetic eyes. Her arms and legs wrapped blind drunk around him. Pulling him into her organic structure. He pumped his hips fast, driving into her as she opened her body for him.

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

"That's it Owl boy, fuck that slut, add up in her cunt."He heard Swift maze but ignored him. Instead, he watched the charwoman's reaction to his imminent orgasm. She gave a little smile.

"ejaculate in me,"she whispered. He groaned upon hearing the Word as his control snapped. He rammed into her hard and abstruse, once, twice, on the third base fourth dimension he held himself in her twat as he came.

"shtup YES !"He groaned emptying himself into her. She gasped and gave a small shudder still clinging to him. Her face buried into his chest. Holding her tight he kissed the top of her headland, groaning into her hairsbreadth as his orgasm ran its trend. Emptying his seed inside her as she shuddered under him. When his coming ended he gently released her, she uncurled from around him. Her facial expression was flushed and her eyes 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 headland 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 much he would birth prefered to be with her in any other billet. Not like this, not after what his two companions had done to her. She was an attractive young cleaning lady and did not merit what had happened to her. His mentation 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 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 past times and also gave Owl a slap on the back. With his eyes down he followed them as they moved away from the cleaning lady and into their independent home. yesteryear their sleeping tail and towards the eating domain where war hawk had set up a still to arrive at alcoholic drink. Not that it tasted in effect, or was probably ripe for them. As they walked Owl heard blue-belly and war hawk talking.

"I'm gon na fuck that slut again,"mortarboard said softly.

"I'm going to fuck her bum side by side,"Swift replied."I bet it's so blooming tight."

"Shit, I want to fuck her arsehole now."mortarboard said,"luckily we've got all night to fuck her. She's ours to do what we want to. Let's give her a short while to rest, let her think she's safe. Then we'll all fuck her over and over, mess her up. If we do it right we can construct her Tell us where her stash is and go snaffle it."Swift nodded and gave Hawk a be sick smile.

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

"Of class, I know how you get off on that."Jonathan Swift's smile grew crowing and sicker. Owl stopped sharply, no ! He was not going to let them do this again. Not to her, she was so young, so innocent. He still heard the other fair sex's screams in his dreams from three months 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 charwoman. Swift saying how he loved being inside a cleaning lady as he killed her. The intellection made Owl feel ill. When he was certain the dyad had not realised he turned and moved quickly back into the sleeping area. Even after being with the couplet for four calendar month Owl still kept almost all his stuff packed up. A habit left over from his time alone outside, where being ready to run was a necessary survival accomplishment. Now he was thankful that he only needed to seize a few items and scarf out them into his haversack. Just as he was about to head back to the char he stopped. He needed one More matter, just in case.

He scurried over to where mortarboard slept, his gaze on the entrance to the elbow room expecting hawk or Swift to seem at any moment. When they did not Owl crouched down and began to work at the wall. mortarboard had kept this concealed, but had not realised just how ripe Owl's eyesight was. He had not only seen Hawk opening this jury in the middle of the night, but he had seen how mortarboard disarmed the ambush. Even though Owl was shaking as he disarmed it and opened the panel. What if he had not seen the proper disarm procedure ? When the control board opened and nothing happened Owl relaxed. Quickly he reached in and grabbed what he was after. His fingers curling around the keister of the sawn-off scattergun he had spotted Hawk checking. Next to it was a pile of eggshell that Owl grabbed as well. A nimble check showed that the gun was loaded. Moving back to his multitude he shoved the shells into the pack 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 result the room. A agile glance showed that the former two were still drinking and chatting. Owl moved out and headed quickly to the cleaning lady. She was curled up into a tight formal against the bulwark. Her torso shaking with soft breathlessness. Owl's heart cracked at the deal and at his parting in causing her this hurting. 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 pocket-sized yelp 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 plume and we need to leave now."

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

"Remember that early 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 moments."Hurry up, get dressed now before they,"

"Before they what ?"war hawk snapped from behind Owl. He twisted around and saw both of them standing only ten feet away glaring at him."What are you doing Owl ?"war hawk 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 trouble, just let us go and we never have to see each other again."

"But, the trouble is that you both know about this spot,"war hawk said in an almost balmy tone of voice."If you get caught you might tell others about us."As he said this Swift took a measure sideways. Opening a small gap between them, while putting him in a better position to assail. Owl caught the drift and frowned.

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

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

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

"He ain't got the nut,"Gustavus Franklin Swift snapped and stepped sideways again.

"point moving blue-belly,"Owl snapped back. Swinging the gun to bespeak it at his former partner.

"Do you honestly think we're going to let you just leave."Hawk snapped, Owl spotted the quick glance he swapped with Dean Swift and knew what was about to happen. The pair burst into motility. Swift sprinting out a couple of dance step to the edge of what used to be the station platform. Trying to get out of Owl's targeting set. Using his speed to hold on from being hit. However, like mortarboard he had underestimated how estimable Owl's eyesight was. As fast as Jonathan Swift could impress it seemed like he was running through slop to Owl. He quickly moved the gun to aim right at Jonathan Swift and pulled the trigger once. The scattergun roared, the strait increased by the walls of the tunnel. Owl flicked the gun back to mortarboard, aiming it straight at his forefront and pulling the initiation again to fire the second barrel.

The injection at Swift slammed into his chest, turning it into a bloody raft instantly. His speed was so fast that he actually took three steps forwards, running along the edge of the political program, before his torso slumped down. It slipped to the level and bounced off the platform dropping out of sight onto the old cartroad below. Hawk's capitulum simple exploded as the cuticle slammed into it. His face vanishing and the dorsum of his skull bursting like an eggshell in a spray of blood, osseous tissue, and brains. He dropped where he stood, crumpling into a pile and slumping backwards to lay, fortunately with his head almost out of sight. The womanhood screamed at the phone of the gunfire, then screamed more at the spate of Hawk's body.

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

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

"The battalion of tunnel graverobber that live down there. They heard the gunshots."

"Tunnel ghouls, I thought they were just a story to kibosh the great unwashed hiding in these tunnels."

"Nope, they're rattling and there's a pack that lives down in this tunnel. war hawk had some sort of deal with them to celebrate them from attacking us. I really never asked what it was. But, they're going to come flavor and we really don't want to be here when they see the bodies. seize your jumpsuit and let's get out of here."As he spoke he could see figures moving up the tunnel. Humanoid shape that moved in the most inhuman fashion. The woman 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 dissonance turned into a snarling as they spotted the bodies.

Owl led the woman out of the tunnel entrance, checking to make sure the way was clear. Spotting no apparent movement he quickly ran the few hundred fundament to the other tunnel entranceway 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 mystifying as she could. Owl followed until he was hidden from the entrance. Then dropped his gang down."We should be safe here for the night. In the morning I'll head out and we can go our separate ways."She sank to the floor and looked over to him.

"We,"she started then looked away from him in an embarrass way."You don't have to leave, 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 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 full to be with someone in this world, safer. You seem like a good guy Owl, and if you want to hang around I'd be ok with us staying together."Owl looked at her for a second before slowly nodding his agreement."Good, in that vitrine my gens is Tiff."She told him and held her helping hand out for him to throw off. Then she sank back down to the ground and curled up into a ball. Owl crouched down where he was, watching the incoming and listening out for any difficulty. He might not ingest helped keep her from the rape, but he was determined to do all he could to keep her safe now for as long as she would let him .