Owl froze at the pile of movement in the tunnel. He felt his heartbeat spike as face and fear nip through him. Who was it ? Was it just one of the animate being that lived in the old tube business line ? Or, was it something more unsafe. He slid his hand over to grab the alarm cord, cook to pull it if needed. Something he did a few moments later, as he saw that this was no beast. It was a person, moving quietly and acting as nervously as Owl felt. Glancing around, looking for threats. Owl squinted slightly, using his genetically enhanced vision to see if the person was alone. His sweetening made the dark of the tunnels almost seem the likes of day to him as he wanted. After only a few moments he saw that the figure was alone. He focused his regard on the figure. Instantly he regretted pulling the alarum. It was a charwoman, and obviously a young woman. Owl guessed she was in her late teen. She was small-scale, pretty, and obviously scared out of her mind right hand now. He glanced behind him, not seeing the former two of their picayune mathematical group he made a decision to try and save the girl.



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



"I can't,"she replied."There are hunters out, they've searched my normal hiding place."Owl stiffened at the quotation of Orion. half human being, half demon freak that stalked the surface. They could only issue forth out at night but when they were on the prowl every survivor hid and prayed they were not found. The miss caught his expression."They didn't see me, I spotted them first. I just need somewhere to blot out for tonight."



"Not here, for your own sake go chance 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 C K away from where you came in here. Go now !"She shook her head, the concern of the hunters obvious on her side. Owl opened his mouth to induce her understand then heard a haphazardness behind him. pace running closer. He shut his eye in regret as her one hazard at escape vanished.



"What do we stimulate here ?"mortarboard, the drawing card of their little group, asked as he moved to put up next to Owl.



"She says there are huntsman out,"Owl told him. war hawk'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 lady friend said.



"And you felt that allowed you to enter our tunnels ?"hawk said.



"I just need a home to blot out for tonight, I'll movement on in the morning."



"You think we're going to let you detain for free young woman,"hawk said moving to stand by Owl. Which happened to also make Swift the other member of their group a true subscriber line to the woman. Swift was fast, scarily fast. Owl doubted anyone could outrun him. Like Owl's eyes, it was the result of genic neutering. Done when they were in the womb before everything went to hell.



"I don't have much on me,"the cleaning woman said."near of my stuff is hidden near my home plate. I can give you something in the morning."mortarboard smiled and slowly ran his gaze up and down her. Now she was nearer Owl could see that he had been right in his guess on her age. She was in her previous teens. Pretty, with slightly tanned skin. Brown hair, that was fastened up into two fast behind on each side of her head. Some strands of her hair had come loose and string up down past her berm. He could not see her form as her brown jumpsuit covered it. But she was small, little around five human foot high. Her knee-high lightlessness boots with their yellow laces up the front were not made to increase her peak, More to protect her feet as she moved around in the remains of the earthly concern outside.



"Oh, I think a pretty affair like you has something to give three guys who've not seen a cleaning woman in such a long time,"war hawk's tincture was soft and almost sad as he spoke. Owl knew he was being completely simulated. It had only been a twosome of month since they had a char. And yes, for Owl that had been after a tenacious time alone. He had only just met mortarboard and Swift a few week 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 scarey alone for him.

The woman's face showed when it dawned on her what Hawk was asking. The look of shock flashed on it as she blushed with embarrassment. She took a small step backwards. Gustavus Franklin Swift shifted to twin, Owl's eyesight allowing him to see the other man's action mechanism even though it was in his peripheral visual sense. The char's attending flicked to Sceloporus occidentalis then back to hawk and Owl.



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



"With the hunters outside, no you really can't,"mortarboard said with false fear."They might overhear you, and you might let them know where we are. We can't allow that, you need to stay here now."As he spoke Owl felt, rather than saw Dean Swift half crouching ready to enchant the girl if she tried to run. The charwoman 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 grievous for you to go back outside and you not having anything to merchandise. We come back to you being overnice to the three of us. After all, you coming here does put our home at hazard. So I think it's only fair don't you ?"mortarboard smiled as sweetly as he could, but Owl knew the woman could feel the brand in his words.



"I've got lots of stuff in my cache,"she replied."You can come with me in the morning and take what you want. There's way more stuff than I need."war hawk turned to glance 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 overleap 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 throw really utilitarian material. We could be giving up a hoarded wealth trove of goodies."He heard Jonathan Swift break a dismissive hoot next to him and Hawk gave him a bottom look.



"You see our problem girl,"Hawk said turning back to boldness her."Yes, you might have real number useful clobber. But you don't have any of it here now. And I'm like Gustavus Franklin Swift, I want what's certain rather than risking on a potential goldmine. And what's certain is that the exclusively thing you have to offer right now is you. So, frankly, you have two pick. One you let us make our fun willingly, or two we take what we want from you."The woman flinched at the terror in Hawk's words. Owl could not avoid snapping his head stave to stare in repulsion and anger at war hawk. He opened his mouth to tell hawk exactly what he thought of the threat. But Hawk gave him a piercing feel that told him not to argue. Owl had learnt in the last few month how well it turned out when he went against mortarboard. Especially when Gustavus Franklin Swift was on war hawk's side, which seemed to be nearly always. And right now he could tell that Gustavus Franklin Swift was in full concord with Hawk on this. With a sinking opinion in his thorax Owl shut his sass 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 sure Owl was playing ballock Hawk looked back to the woman.



"What's it gon na be girl, you gon na be nice or do we have to be tight ?"She looked between them for a moment then closed her eyes as her torso sank in defeat. Seeing her response hawk smiled."commencement off then, take that jumpsuit 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 slow, defeated social movement she undid the zip and pulled it down. Then pushed the suit of clothes off, sliding it down over her charge to reveal her almost naked body. Only a small pair of panty covered her."And the panties girl,"war hawk ordered sharply. She glanced up and Owl could see the shame in her middle as she pushed her panty down then stood naked in front end 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 little and her shape matched that. Small, round pert breasts with sick brownness tit. A flat venter that showed the same levels of starving that everyone felt since the pin. A plastered butt and firm flimsy legs. If he had been seeing her naked in any other situation than this Owl would have been very appeal to her. She was very sexy and had a skillful cute side, under the layer of scandal. But, knowing what was about to happen to her, all he felt was shame and rue. She looked up at them and Owl felt her regard hover for a few seconds on his reaction. Her optic flashed with sympathy as she caught his expression.



"Very nice,"hawk growled."Get over her fille, I'm first."He ordered as he began to undress. She moved forwards with obvious reluctance. By the time she had reached him hawk had stripped naked. He reached forward to grab the binding of her headway and pulled her into him. Planting his mouth on her's he gave her a hard emphatic candy 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 get it on you so difficult girl."She gasped softly and her optic flashed with fear. Before she could respond in any former way mortarboard grabbed her by her buttocks and lifted her up. Twisting her around he pinned her against one of the metal door in the burrow rampart. In the old 24-hour interval, it had been how workers got into the machinery of the old railroad line. Now it was rusted shut and never used. Pressing her spinal column into the room access, his hands now wrapped around the undersurface of her thighs mortarboard pushed against it. With a grueling thrust, he slammed himself into her. She cried out, Owl shut his middle at the knifelike cry. He heard the auditory sensation 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 oculus to see why."Please not so bumpy, it's too a lot, it's hurting. Please, unnn ohhhh no."She gasped the words between crisp yelps as mortarboard drove into her. He showed no sign of even hearing her. Instead continuing to ram in and out with the Same forceful thrusts. The fair sex's eyes shut tight as she realised he was not going to stop. Her endeavour at begging fading into sharp watchword. Her organic structure shaking with each driving force 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 go forth swift would either stop him or get Hawk to hold on him. Instead, he again closed his eyes to cut off the icon. But the looking of pain and terror on her aspect was etched on his visual modality. For several min the only sounds were the clangor as her body was driven into the door, sundry with her sharp squeals and cries. Hawk's easy grunts were all but muffled amongst the other audio. following to him, Owl could take heed Swift, breathing hard as he watched. After what was only bit but felt retentive to Owl, and almost certainly felt like an age to the cleaning woman hawk snarled sharply.



"nooky, I'm gon na cum inside your cunt girl,"he snapped. Owl's oculus snapped open at the words.



"God, no you can't please,"she gasped then her words stopped. Her optic went wide and she opened her oral cavity in a tacit gasp as Hawk drive hard into her and held himself inside her. His body shuddering as he came, his expression twisted into a feral snarl of desire. Owl saw two lines of rip running down her face and he felt ashamed at witnessing this.



Once he had finished coming hawk pulled out of her. Releasing her sharply. It was only by a quick movement to lower her legs that stopped her falling to the storey. As it was she began to pass down the room access, 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 neat 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 block Owl had been hiding behind when he spotted her. Bending her forwards over it. Pinning her down feather by her neck he quickly yanked his trouser down. He pushed her peg apart and pressed himself against her.



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



"screwing your cunt's so tight."Swift hissed to her as he began to thrust in and out."ass me, God she really is fucking tight."He glanced over towards Hawk."gallant, I think she was a virgin. We've got ourselves a wide-cut on virgin,"he shouted. Owl was the exclusively one who could see her reflection and saw the humiliation on it that confirmed Swift's surmise. Gustavus Franklin Swift grabbed her hair's-breadth, pulling her nous back as he lent down to snap into her ear."You are aren't you slut, you're a Virgin. We're taking it aren't we."He rammed hard into her, pushing her hips into the edge of the block. Her face screwing up in pain as he did.

"Did you like it, having hawk fuck you hard for your first clip ? Was it well having a hard cock inside that miserly piddling cunt ?"Jonathan Swift hissed in her ear as he rammed in again and again. Then pushed her back down on the cylinder block and began to force into her with rapid, hard motion."Fuck, your cunts so good. Not had a Virgo the Virgin before, fuck it feels good."He continued, keeping up a commentary on how a great deal he was enjoying fucking her. On how squiffy she was, how hot it felt being inside her. She began to claw at the pulley block, then tried to accomplish back to tug him off her, to make him stop. He grabbed her deal and pinned them against her back. Holding her down and driving into her with harsh thrusts.

"Oh no you fucking slut, 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 detainment was pinning her down onto it. Her look twisted in painfulness and fear as she was taken, unable to do anything early than lay over the block and let him use her. It took Swift prospicient than Hawk to finally come. All the time he continued with his smutty comments about how serious she felt, how tight she was, could she feel his cock inside her. Owl grit his teeth and fought against the growing desire to grab Gustavus Franklin Swift and throttle him. When blue-belly finally did follow 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 sperm. Once he had emptied himself into her he pulled back and looked down between her legs.

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

"Good screwing isn't she,"mortarboard said. western fence lizard nodding in answer."seed on Owl, your turn,"mortarboard 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. niggling shits too weak. That's if he isn't a gay boy,"Swift hissed."Is that it are you into fucking men Owl ?"

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

"In that case, you can require your turn. She agreed to let us all take our twist,"war hawk told him with a business firm reflexion on his face. Owl knew that he meant it, if he didn't take part he would be in trouble. Turning his face towards the charwoman, who had sunk down to the story, Owl saw her watching what was going on. She could see his indisposition, 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 diminished nod. Her expression of understanding showed him what she meant by the nod. He moved towards her, still timid if he had correctly read her import. As he approached she clambered to her metrical foot. Then she reached up, wrapped her blazon around his neck and pulled him into a hard almost desperate kiss. Owl was too shocked to respond at first of all then kissed her back. After a few moments, she broke the kiss then moved her headland so her lips were by his ear.

"I get it,"she whispered to him."Do it, just don't be rough out please."Owl lifted his school principal to look at her in the eyes and gave her a small nod. Then she ran her hands down his front to the rump of his shirt. Pulling it up she yanked it over his principal. Then she reached down to undo his trousers. Pushing them down and releasing his now rock knockout hammer. She sank down to the storey, pulling him down on top of her. Owl worked to tug his pant off as he lay down over her. She looked up at him with big darkness optic that were red from her rent and her face streaked by them. He gave her as reassuring grin as he could. Her answer was a weak, uncertain smile.

"ejaculate on fop, finish messing around and fuck the little slut,"Swift snapped sharply. Owl closed his middle tightly in disgust. But knew at the same time that if he did not act soon then the other two would respond. So, he moved between her slenderize thighs and positioned his peter at her entrance. Feeling the heat coming off her and the wetness left over from the early two men fucking her. A mix of their cum and her natural juice. With a unmarried, slow thrust he entered her and could not hold in his groan as he felt her cunt opening around him. ass, they were aright 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 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 wrap up her arms around his neck.

"Do it,"she whispered to him."shag me Owl."Slowly he started to do just that. Sliding out, then sliding back in to lay to rest 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 lunge into her again and again, feeling his cock stretching her slit. Feeling her parsimony around him, the warmth and wetness inside her. As he began to get into a speech rhythm of thrusts he felt her moving under him. Softly at first, but soon she was rocking with his poke. Pushing her coxa up into his drive. Unconcious, provisionary motility in reply to his. Her one leg lifted up to curl over his second joint.

With her activeness urging him on Owl began to thrust harder. His worries about the situation and what his two ‘ friends'had just put her through fading. Replaced by lust and heat as his passion rose with each jab. He felt her hands curl into his hair and her soft body pressing into his as he thrust in and out. She wrapped both pegleg around him, squeezing her thigh tight into him. His thrusts increased in pep pill and power as his lust grew. He reached one paw up to cup her top dog. His former hand curling around her small chest, softly kneading it with his fingerbreadth. Feeling her external respiration as it grew tighter with each poke. Soon he was fighting not to simply take her heavy 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-eyed. Letting him see that she meant it. He gave a humble nod and let his body take over. His knife thrust increasing instantly in business leader and focal ratio. Driving himself into her operose and bass. She grunted under him, sharp gasps of feeling. Owl moaned with each poking, feeling his cock drive totally into her quick depths. As his thrusts increased in baron so did his warmth. He could feel his body rising towards its pinnacle. Pushed there by the feeling of her sonant eubstance under him. The feel of her affectionate cunt stretching around his cock. The feel of her rocking under him, moving to admit every knife thrust. The sounds she made with each knife thrust. Not the wow and sobs that hawk and Jonathan Swift forced out of her. If she had been making those sounds Owl knew his cock would possess tried to shrink back into his torso in disgust. But, she was gasping softly, small groan of look that urged him on.

"Yes, please oh,"she moaned looking up at him with one-half closed eyes. Her weapons system and stage wrapped tighter around him. Pulling him into her body. He pumped his hips fast, driving into her as she opened her body for him.

"Fuck, close,"he grunted as his sexual climax rose towards its firing."Gon na come."

"That's it Owl boy, fuck that fornicatress, come in her cunt."He heard Jonathan Swift maze but ignored him. Instead, he watched the woman's chemical reaction to his imminent climax. She gave a slight smile.

"semen in me,"she whispered. He groaned upon hearing the parole as his control snapped. He rammed into her concentrated and late, once, twice, on the tertiary clock time he held himself in her cunt as he came.

"FUCK YES !"He groaned emptying himself into her. She gasped and gave a small tingle still clinging to him. Her case buried into his chest. Holding her tight he kissed the top of her head, groaning into her hair as his orgasm ran its course. 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 human 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 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 groundwork and redressed as she lay breathing knockout and recovering. Owl stared at her, thinking how very much he would suffer prefered to be with her in any other state of affairs. Not like this, not after what his two associate had done to her. She was an attractive young woman 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,"Hawk said slapping his arm once again."Now come on, leave her here. I think it's metre for a drink to celebrate."Owl looked at him blankly. He honestly did not think this was a time to lionize anything. Jonathan Swift walked retiring and also gave Owl a slap on the back. With his eyes down he followed them as they moved away from the woman and into their chief plate. Past their quiescence twenty-five percent and towards the eating area where war hawk had set up a still to throw alcoholic drink. Not that it tasted safe, or was probably good for them. As they walked Owl heard Swift and Hawk talking.

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

"I'm going to bed her arse future,"Swift replied."I bet it's so flaming tight."

"Shit, I want to fuck her arse now."mortarboard said,"luckily we've got all night to roll in the hay her. She's ours to do what we want to. Let's dedicate her a short spell to rest, let her think she's safe. Then we'll all fuck her over and over, mess hall her up. If we do it right we can cause her tell us where her stash is and go take hold of it."Jonathan Swift nodded and gave hawk a nauseated smile.

"Umm, yeah gon na enjoy 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 young, so sinless. He still heard the former char's screams in his dreaming from three months ago. He was not going to take in another woman's howler in his mind.

He moved back, away from the early two. Neither of them noticed, too meddling discussing their plans for the woman. Gustavus Franklin Swift saying how he loved being inside a woman as he killed her. The view made Owl feel ill. When he was certain the pair had not realised he turned and moved quickly back into the sleeping area. Even after being with the duo for four months 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 skill. Now he was grateful that he only needed to grab a few particular and engorge them into his backpack. Just as he was about to channelise back to the cleaning lady he stopped. He needed one Thomas More thing, just in case.

He scurried over to where hawk slept, his gaze on the entry to the room expecting Hawk or Sceloporus occidentalis to appear at any instant. When they did not Owl crouched down and began to exercise at the wall. war hawk had kept this blot out, but had not realised just how good Owl's eyesight was. He had not only seen Hawk opening this board in the middle of the night, but he had seen how Hawk disarmed the gob. Even though Owl was shaking as he disarmed it and opened the control board. What if he had not seen the proper disarm operation ? When the panel opened and nothing happened Owl relaxed. Quickly he reached in and grabbed what he was after. His finger curling around the butt of the sawn-off shotgun he had spotted Hawk checking. future to it was a agglomerate of shell that Owl grabbed as well. A quickly hitch showed that the gun was loaded. Moving back to his pack he shoved the shield 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 leave the room. A immediate glimpse 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 sozzled clump against the bulwark. Her body shaking with soft mother fucker. Owl's heart cracked at the ken and at his region in causing her this pain. Carefully he moved towards her and gently pressed his helping hand to her shoulder.

"Hey, you have to get up,"he said in a low rustling. She jumped and gave a small yip 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 hold open taking you, getting rougher and rougher until they kill you. They've done it before."Hawk hissed sharply."You need to get get dressed and we need to leave now."

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

"Remember that former burrow I told you about, we can go there. Hideout for the Nox, 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 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,"Dean Swift said almost splutter on his anger.

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

"But, the problem is that you both know about this topographic point,"mortarboard said in an almost soft tone."If you get caught you might order others about us."As he said this Swift took a step sideways. Opening a small gap between them, while putting him in a better position to attack. Owl caught the movement and frowned.

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

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

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

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

"period moving Swift,"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 prompt glance he swapped with Sceloporus occidentalis and knew what was about to happen. The twosome burst into motion. Swift sprinting out a duo of whole step to the edge of what used to be the station program. Trying to get out of Owl's targeting circle. Using his speed to keep from being hit. However, like mortarboard he had underestimated how honest Owl's eyesight was. As fast as Swift could make a motion it seemed like he was running through treacle to Owl. He quickly moved the gun to aim right at Jonathan Swift and pulled the trigger once. The shotgun roared, the auditory sensation increased by the wall of the tunnel. Owl flicked the gun back to Hawk, aiming it straight at his head and pulling the trigger again to fire the second barrel.

The pellet at Swift slammed into his chest, turning it into a bloody batch instantly. His f number was so fast that he actually took three stone's throw forwards, running along the bound of the platform, before his soundbox slumped down. It slipped to the trading floor and bounced off the political platform dropping out of quite a little onto the old course below. mortarboard's oral sex simpleton exploded as the carapace slammed into it. His font vanishing and the back of his skull bursting like an shell in a atomiser of blood, bone, and head. He dropped where he stood, crumpling into a pile and slumping backwards to lay, fortunately with his head teacher almost out of peck. The womanhood screamed at the sound of the gunfire, then screamed more at the sight 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 center caught bowel movement trench in the depths of the burrow."bull, I hoped they wouldn't be around."He muttered.

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

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

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

"Nope, they're material and there's a plurality that lives down in this tunnel. mortarboard had some sorting of deal with them to go on them from attacking us. I really never asked what it was. But, they're going to fare expression and we really don't want to be here when they see the consistency. Grab your jump suit and let's get out of here."As he spoke he could see design moving up the tunnel. Humanoid mannequin that moved in the most cold-blooded mode. 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 ghoul approached, the haphazardness turned into a snarling as they spotted the bodies.

Owl led the cleaning lady out of the burrow entrance, checking to make surely the way was clear. Spotting no movement he quickly ran the few hundred human foot to the other tunnel entryway and opened it to let her in.

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

"Nope, it's not deep enough for them,"he replied. She moved into the tunnel going as oceanic abyss as she could. Owl followed until he was hidden from the ingress. Then dropped his mob down."We should be safe here for the night. In the forenoon I'll fountainhead 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 embarrassed manner."You don't have to leave, we could abide together."He looked at her in shock.

"I thought after what happened you'd not desire 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 stay around. It's honest to be with mortal in this humans, safer. You seem like a well guy Owl, and if you want to hang around I'd be ok with us staying together."Owl looked at her for a instant before slowly nodding his agreement."Good, in that case my gens is Tiff."She told him and held her helping hand out for him to shake off. Then she sank back down to the ground and curled up into a ball. Owl crouched down where he was, watching the entrance and listening out for any trouble. He might not have helped save 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 .