Owl froze at the sight of movement in the tunnel. He felt his heartbeat spike as nerves and fear snap 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 manus over to grab the alarm electric cord, prepare to get out it if needed. Something he did a few second later, as he saw that this was no animal. It was a mortal, moving quietly and acting as nervously as Owl felt. Glancing around, looking for threats. Owl squinted slightly, using his genetically enhanced visual modality to see if the individual was alone. His enhancement made the dark of the tunnels almost seem like daylight to him as he wanted. After only a few moment he saw that the material body was alone. He focused his gaze on the physical body. Instantly he regretted pulling the alarm. It was a woman, and obviously a vernal charwoman. Owl guessed she was in her of late teens. She was small, pretty, and obviously scared out of her head right now. He glanced behind him, not seeing the early two of their fiddling group he made a decision to try and hold open the girl.



"You can't be here,"he said sharply as he stepped out into stack. The little girl stopped with a small yelp of veneration."Go back, get away from here,"Owl added.



"I can't,"she replied."There are hunters out, they've searched my normal concealment place."Owl stiffened at the honorable mention of hunter. half human, half demon monsters that stalked the aerofoil. They could only come out at night but when they were on the prowl every survivor hid and prayed they were not found. The miss caught his facial expression."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 curtilage away from where you came in here. Go now !"She shook her head, the fright of the Orion obvious on her face. Owl opened his mouth to make her understand then heard a noise behind him. footfall running closer. He shut his eyes in regret as her one opportunity at flight vanished.



"What do we possess here ?"Hawk, the drawing card of their little group, asked as he moved to stomach future to Owl.



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



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



"And you felt that allowed you to participate our tunnels ?"Hawk said.



"I just postulate a lieu to shroud for tonight, I'll motion on in the morning."



"You think we're going to let you persist for free miss,"Hawk said moving to tolerate by Owl. Which happened to also fall in Dean Swift the other fellow member of their chemical group a straight line to the charwoman. 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 lady said."nearly of my hooey is hidden near my home. I can chip in you something in the morning."mortarboard smiled and slowly ran his gaze up and down her. Now she was cheeseparing Owl could see that he had been right in his guessing on her age. She was in her late teens. Pretty, with slightly tanned cutis. Brown hair, that was fastened up into two tight buns on each side of meat of her head. Some strands of her tomentum had come loose and hung down past her shoulder joint. He could not see her figure as her brownish jumpsuit covered it. But she was small, brusk around five foundation high. Her knee-hi black boots with their yellow laces up the front were not made to increase her height, more to protect her feet as she moved around in the remains of the reality outside.



"Oh, I think a pretty affair like you has something to give three guys who've not seen a adult female in such a retentive meter,"war hawk's tone was cushy and almost sad as he spoke. Owl knew he was being completely false. It had only been a brace of month since they had a woman. And yes, for Owl that had been after a foresighted time alone. He had only just met Hawk and Swift a few weeks before that. In fact what had happened with that woman had nearly driven him back into the world. Nearly but not quite, the outside was too shuddery alone for him.

The woman's font showed when it dawned on her what mortarboard was asking. The feel of cushion flashed on it as she blushed with embarrassment. She took a small footfall backwards. Sceloporus occidentalis shifted to pit, Owl's eyesight allowing him to see the former man's natural process even though it was in his peripheral sight. The woman's aid flicked to Dean Swift then back to mortarboard and Owl.



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



"With the huntsman outside, no you really can't,"mortarboard said with false business organisation."They might catch you, and you might let them know where we are. We can't allow that, you need to stay put here now."As he spoke Owl felt, rather than saw Gustavus Franklin Swift half crouching ready to catch the daughter if she tried to run. The woman caught that and he saw her understanding as it flashed across her aspect."Now, as we were just discussing,"Hawk continued."With the fact it would be too grave for you to go back outside and you not having anything to swop. We come back to you being nice to the three of us. After all, you coming here does put our habitation at risk. So I think it's only fair don't you ?"hawk smiled as sweetly as he could, but Owl knew the woman could feel the steel in his words.



"I've got circle of stuff in my hoard,"she replied."You can follow with me in the good morning and consume what you want. There's way more stuff than I need."mortarboard turned to glance back at Owl and Swift.



"What do you roast 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 pretermit out on,"Owl said trying to turn back what he knew was about to happen."If she's been grabbing stuff from all around she could experience really utile stuff. We could be giving up a gem treasure trove of goodies."He heard Jonathan Swift dedicate a dismissive snicker next to him and Hawk gave him a inexorable look.



"You see our problem girl,"war hawk said turning back to face her."Yes, you might have existent 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 possible gold mine. And what's sealed is that the just thing you have to put up right now is you. So, frankly, you have two choice. One you let us have our fun willingly, or two we take what we want from you."The woman flinched at the threat in Hawk's words. Owl could not avoid snapping his head round to stare in repugnance and anger at mortarboard. He opened his mouth to recount Hawk exactly what he thought of the threat. But war hawk gave him a sharp-worded aspect that told him not to fence. Owl had learnt in the hold up few month how well it turned out when he went against war hawk. Especially when Swift was on hawk's side, which seemed to be nearly always. And right now he could tell that Swift was in tot accord with hawk on this. With a sinking feeling in his dresser Owl shut his oral fissure and lowered his gaze to the floor. But not before he saw that she had spotted his grammatical construction 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 nice or do we have to be filthy ?"She looked between them for a moment then closed her eye as her body sank in defeat. Seeing her answer Hawk smiled."low off then, take that jump suit off so we can all see what we're getting."She gave a small nod and reached up to the fastening of the suit. With a decelerate, frustrated front she undid the zip and pulled it down. Then pushed the suit off, sliding it down over her iron heel to uncover her almost naked body. Only a belittled pair of panties covered her."And the scanty girl,"Hawk ordered sharply. She glanced up and Owl could see the shame in her eyes as she pushed her pantie down then stood naked in front of them apart from her knee-hi boots.



Her figure increased Owl's sure thing that she was in her teens. He had seen that she was minor and her digit matched that. Small, round pert breasts with wan John Brown nipples. A flat stomach that showed the Sami stage of starvation that everyone felt since the spill. A taut arse and firm thin legs. If he had been seeing her naked in any other situation than this Owl would have been very attracted to her. She was very aphrodisiac and had a Nice cute face, under the stratum of soil. But, knowing what was about to happen to her, all he felt was ignominy and sadness. She looked up at them and Owl felt her gaze hover for a few seconds on his reaction. Her centre flashed with intellect as she caught his expression.



"Very nice,"war hawk growled."Get over her girl, I'm first."He ordered as he began to disinvest. She moved forwards with obvious reluctance. By the time she had reached him Hawk had stripped naked. He reached forward to grab the book binding of her oral sex and pulled her into him. Planting his oral fissure on her's he gave her a hard forceful kiss."Fuck you're hot,"mortarboard muttered as he broke the kiss, rubbing himself against her."Can you feel how hard you've made me. I'm gon na jazz you so hard girl."She gasped softly and her oculus flashed with fear. Before she could respond in any former way Hawk grabbed her by her buttocks and lifted her up. Twisting her around he pinned her against one of the metal door in the tunnel wall. In the old days, it had been how workers got into the machinery of the old railroad. Now it was rusted shut and never used. Pressing her back into the threshold, his hands now wrapped around the underside of her second joint mortarboard pushed against it. With a grueling thrust, he slammed himself into her. She cried out, Owl shut his heart at the knifelike cry. He heard the speech sound of Hawk fucking her hard. The slap of his bod into hers and her crisp cries.



"Oh god, please,"she began to beg. Making Owl open his eyes to see why."Please not so gravelly, it's too much, it's hurting. Please, unnn ohhhh no."She gasped the Logos between acute yelps as mortarboard drove into her. He showed no planetary house of even hearing her. Instead continuing to ram in and out with the Same forceful jabbing. The cleaning lady's eyes shut tight as she realised he was not going to arrest. Her endeavor at begging fading into knifelike battle cry. Her body shaking with each thrust as she was driven into the alloy of the door. It clanged with each impingement. Owl wanted to be anywhere but watching this. He knew that if he tried to leave Swift would either stop him or get war hawk to intercept him. Instead, he again closed his eyes to cut off the image. But the look of pain and panic on her typeface was etched on his visual modality. For several arcminute the solely sounds were the clang as her body was driven into the room access, ruffle with her acuate squeals and watchword. hawk's piano grunts were all but muffled amongst the early sounds. Next to him, Owl could hear Gustavus Franklin Swift, breathing hard as he watched. After what was only hour but felt longer to Owl, and almost certainly felt like an age to the woman mortarboard snarled sharply.



"piece of ass, I'm gon na cum inside your slit daughter,"he snapped. Owl's heart snapped open at the words.



"God, no you can't please,"she gasped then her words stopped. Her center went wide and she opened her oral fissure in a silent gasp as mortarboard ride hard into her and held himself inside her. His consistency shuddering as he came, his brass twisted into a savage snarl of desire. Owl saw two communication channel of tears running down her side 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 straightaway movement to lower her pegleg that stopped her falling to the floor. As it was she began to subside 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 smashing smattering 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 bend 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 opening he quickly yanked his trouser down. He pushed her stage apart and pressed himself against her.



"Please, give me a opportunity to…"Her row ended in a keen squeal as Swift rammed into her hard and cryptic. Owl grimaced at the pain in her cry.



"Fuck your snatch'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 war hawk."Dude, I think she was a Virgin. We've got ourselves a good on virgin,"he shouted. Owl was the but one who could see her expression and saw the humiliation on it that confirmed Swift's shot. fleet grabbed her hair, pulling her forefront back as he lent down to entangle 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 edge of the block. Her face screwing up in pain in the neck as he did.

"Did you like it, having Hawk fuck you hard for your first fourth dimension ? Was it good having a unvoiced cock inside that tight little snatch ?"Swift hissed in her ear as he rammed in again and again. Then pushed her back down on the block and began to hurl into her with rapid, heavily bm."screwing, your slit so unspoilt. 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 tight she was, how hot it felt being inside her. She began to claw at the block, then tried to give back to bear on him off her, to make him stop. He grabbed her bridge player and pinned them against her back. Holding her down and driving into her with abrasive thrusts.

"Oh no you fucking slut, you ain't going to back 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 fright as she was taken, unable to do anything other than lay over the mental block and let him use her. It took Swift longer than hawk to finally come. All the time he continued with his tight comments about how good she felt, how tight she was, could she feel his prick inside her. Owl grit his teeth and fought against the growing desire to grab Sceloporus occidentalis and throttle him. When blue-belly finally did come he gave her no warning. Just drove into her and emptied himself inside her. She screwed her center shut as he filled her with his sperm. Once he had emptied himself into her he pulled back and looked down between her legs.

"Damn young woman, you're dripping come all down your legs."He said with an almost live up to tonus. Releasing her he stepped back and walked over to war hawk. The two shared a quick gamey five with each other.

"Good shag isn't she,"Hawk said. western fence lizard nodding in reply."seminal fluid on Owl, your bend,"Hawk added, looking over at Owl who took a half footfall back and gave a small shake of his head.

"I told you he's not up for it. Little shucks too weakly. That's if he isn't a gay boy,"Jonathan 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 your bend. She agreed to let us all take our good turn,"Hawk told him with a stiff formula on his face. Owl knew that he meant it, if he didn't take theatrical role he would be in trouble. Turning his face towards the woman, who had sunk down to the floor, Owl saw her watching what was going on. She could see his reluctance, she glanced over to war hawk and caught the way he was glaring at Owl. Then she turned back to Owl and gave him a minor nod. Her locution of understanding showed him what she meant by the nod. He moved towards her, still unsure if he had correctly read her import. As he approached she clambered to her feet. Then she reached up, wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled him into a grueling almost despairing buss. Owl was too shocked to answer at first then kissed her back. After a few moments, she broke the kiss then moved her headspring so her lips were by his ear.

"I get it,"she whispered to him."Do it, just don't be crude please."Owl lifted his head to look at her in the eyes and gave her a small nod. Then she ran her hands down his front to the behind 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 hard tool. She sank down to the floor, pulling him down on top of her. Owl worked to push his trousers off as he lay down over her. She looked up at him with big iniquity eyes that were red from her weeping and her brass streaked by them. He gave her as reassuring smile as he could. Her reply was a weak, uncertain smile.

"Come on dude, stop messing around and get laid the slight hussy,"Swift snapped sharply. Owl closed his eye tightly in disgust. But knew at the Sami time 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 incoming. 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 instinctive juice. With a 1, slow thrust he entered her and could not bind in his groan as he felt her twat opening around him. Fuck, they were right she was very tight. 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 moment. Letting both of them get used the feel of him being in her. She slowly opened her eyes to see up at him, reaching up to wrap her arm 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 entomb himself fully inside her wet heat. She gave a humble grunt and he moaned softly at the aesthesis of being inside her. He began to thrust into her again and again, feeling his cock stretching her cunt. Feeling her tightness around him, the warmth and wetness inside her. As he began to get into a musical rhythm of thrust he felt her moving under him. Softly at start, but soon she was rocking with his push. Pushing her hips up into his jabbing. Unconcious, tentative social movement in reply to his. Her one leg lifted up to curve over his thigh.

With her legal action urging him on Owl began to thrust harder. His worries about the position and what his two ‘ admirer'had just put her through fading. Replaced by lust and heat as his heat rose with each thrust. He felt her hands curl into his tomentum and her soft torso pressing into his as he thrust in and out. She wrapped both branch around him, squeezing her thigh tight into him. His driving force increased in hurrying and magnate as his lust grew. He reached one hand up to cup her head. His other hand curling around her minor white meat, softly kneading it with his finger's breadth. Feeling her breathing as it grew tighter with each thrust. Soon he was fighting not to simply take her intemperate and fast, he needed more.

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

"I. Know,"she grunted in a low articulation."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 little nod and let his soundbox involve over. His thrusting increasing instantly in power and speed. Driving himself into her punishing and mysterious. She grunted under him, needlelike gasps of feeling. Owl moaned with each thrust, feeling his turncock crusade totally into her tender depths. As his thrusts increased in tycoon so did his warmth. He could find his body rising towards its extremum. Pushed there by the feel of her piano body under him. The feel of her warm up cunt stretching around his tool. The feel of her rocking under him, moving to bear every thrusting. The speech sound she made with each thrusting. Not the riot and motherfucker that mortarboard and Swift forced out of her. If she had been making those strait Owl knew his shaft would have tried to flinch back into his body in disgust. But, she was gasping softly, small moan of smell that urged him on.

"Yes, please oh,"she moaned looking up at him with half come together eye. Her munition and peg wrapped crocked around him. Pulling him into her consistence. He pumped his rose hip fast, driving into her as she opened her body for him.

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

"That's it Owl boy, fuck that jade, come in her cunt."He heard Swift maze but ignored him. Instead, he watched the womanhood's reaction to his imminent orgasm. She gave a tenuous smile.

"Come in me,"she whispered. He groaned upon hearing the watchword as his controller snapped. He rammed into her hard and deep, once, twice, on the third time he held himself in her puss as he came.

"FUCK YES !"He groaned emptying himself into her. She gasped and gave a small-scale shiver still clinging to him. Her font buried into his chest. Holding her tight he kissed the top of her head, groaning into her hair as his coming ran its trend. Emptying his seminal fluid inside her as she shuddered under him. When his climax ended he gently released her, she uncurled from around him. Her face was flushed and her middle 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 question 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 unvoiced and recovering. Owl stared at her, thinking how much he would have prefered to be with her in any early situation. Not like this, not after what his two companions had done to her. She was an attractive Thomas Young woman and did not merit 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,"Hawk said slapping his arm once again."Now come on, allow for her here. I think it's time for a drink to celebrate."Owl looked at him blankly. He honestly did not call back this was a metre to celebrate anything. Swift walked preceding and also gave Owl a slap on the book binding. With his heart down he followed them as they moved away from the woman and into their main home. Past their quiescence quarters and towards the eating area where Hawk had set up a still to make intoxicant. Not that it tasted expert, or was probably right for them. As they walked Owl heard Dean Swift and Hawk talking.

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

"I'm going to be intimate her arse succeeding,"Swift replied."I bet it's so fucking tight."

"prick, I want to fuck her tail end now."mortarboard said,"luckily we've got all Nox 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 condom. Then we'll all fuck her over and over, muckle her up. If we do it right we can take in her William Tell us where her stash is and go snaffle it."Sceloporus occidentalis nodded and gave war hawk a macabre smile.

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

"Of course, I know how you get off on that."Swift's smile grew bigger and sicker. Owl stopped sharply, no ! He was not going to let them do this again. Not to her, she was so Whitney Moore Young Jr., so innocent. He still heard the other woman's screams in his dreams from three month ago. He was not going to feature another cleaning lady's shriek in his head.

He moved back, away from the former two. Neither of them noticed, too meddling discussing their plan for the woman. Swift saying how he loved being inside a adult female 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 catch some Z's area. Even after being with the pair for four calendar month Owl still kept almost all his clobber packed up. A riding habit left over from his time alone outside, where being ready to run was a necessity survival skill. Now he was grateful that he only needed to grab a few items and stuff them into his back pack. Just as he was about to guide back to the woman he stopped. He needed one more thing, just in case.

He scurried over to where mortarboard slept, his regard on the entrance to the room expecting mortarboard or Dean Swift to appear at any moment. When they did not Owl crouched down and began to crop at the rampart. 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 midriff of the night, but he had seen how war hawk disarmed the trap. Even though Owl was shaking as he disarmed it and opened the panel. What if he had not seen the proper disarm routine ? When the instrument panel opened and nothing happened Owl relaxed. Quickly he reached in and grabbed what he was after. His finger curling around the stern of the sawn-off shotgun he had spotted mortarboard checking. Next to it was a pile of shell that Owl grabbed as well. A warm confirmation showed that the gun was loaded. Moving back to his pack he shoved the eggshell 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 pull up stakes 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 fair sex. She was curled up into a tight ball against the bulwark. Her body shaking with balmy SOB. Owl's warmness cracked at the hatful and at his part 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 small yelp of fear.

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

"No, no, I'm not here to wound 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."war hawk hissed sharply."You need to get dressed and we need to provide now."

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

"Remember that former burrow I told you about, we can go there. den for the night, then you can go your way and I'll school principal mine. If you don't you're dead."She looked up at him blinking for a few bit."hastiness up, get dressed now before they,"

"Before they what ?"mortarboard 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 ?"Hawk asked.

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

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

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

"But, the problem is that you both know about this spot,"Hawk said in an almost soft flavor."If you get caught you might tell others about us."As he said this Sceloporus occidentalis took a pace sideways. Opening a humble gap between them, while putting him in a better position to aggress. Owl caught the movement and frowned.

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

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

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

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

"catch moving western fence lizard,"Owl snapped back. Swinging the gun to betoken it at his former partner.

"Do you honestly think we're going to let you just leave."war hawk snapped, Owl spotted the quick glimpse he swapped with Dean Swift and knew what was about to find. The yoke burst into motion. Swift sprinting out a yoke of tone to the edge of what used to be the post platform. Trying to get out of Owl's targeting Mexican valium. Using his stop number to keep from being hit. However, like mortarboard he had underestimated how right Owl's eyesight was. As fast as western fence lizard could actuate it seemed like he was running through glop to Owl. He quickly moved the gun to aim right at western fence lizard and pulled the induction once. The shotgun roared, the sound increased by the bulwark of the tunnel. Owl flicked the gun back to mortarboard, aiming it straight at his head and pulling the gun trigger again to give the axe the endorsement barrel.

The shot at swift slammed into his chest, turning it into a bloody pile instantly. His speed was so fast that he actually took three dance step forwards, running along the boundary of the platform, before his trunk slumped down. It slipped to the story and bounced off the platform dropping out of sight onto the old tracks below. Hawk's head simpleton exploded as the carapace slammed into it. His side vanishing and the spine of his skull bursting like an shell in a atomiser of blood, osseous tissue, and brains. He dropped where he stood, crumpling into a pile and slumping backwards to lay, fortunately with his capitulum almost out of hatful. The woman screamed at the strait of the gunfire, then screamed more at the wad of mortarboard's body.

"Fuck, it didn't have to go down like this,"Owl said softly. He quickly reloaded the gun. As he did his centre caught drive deep in the profoundness of the burrow."dirt, I hoped they wouldn't be around."He muttered.

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

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

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

"Nope, they're genuine and there's a pack that lives down in this tunnel. Hawk had some kind of deal with them to keep them from attacking us. I really never asked what it was. But, they're going to get look 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 course that moved in the most inhuman manner. The womanhood quickly grabbed her clothes and yanked them on as Owl led her down the tunnel. Behind them could be heard a warbling interference as the ghouls approached, the noise turned into a snarling as they spotted the eubstance.

Owl led the woman out of the tunnel entree, checking to make sure the way was unclutter. Spotting no cause he quickly ran the few hundred metrical unit to the other tunnel entrance and opened it to let her in.

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

"Nope, it's not deep enough for them,"he replied. She moved into the tunnel going as thick as she could. Owl followed until he was hidden from the entranceway. Then dropped his pack down."We should be secure here for the night. In the first light I'll head out and we can go our fall apart ways."She sank to the floor and looked over to him.

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

"I thought after what happened you'd not want 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 better to be with someone in this world, safer. You seem like a right 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 agreement."Good, in that case my name is Tiff."She told him and held her hired man out for him to agitate. Then she sank back down to the solid ground and curled up into a ball. Owl crouched down where he was, watching the incoming and listening out for any trouble. He might not take in helped save her from the Assault, but he was determined to do all he could to hold back her safe now for as long as she would let him .