Owl froze at the quite a little of bm in the tunnel. He felt his flash spike as nerves and reverence barb through him. Who was it ? Was it just one of the fauna that lived in the old underground phone line ? Or, was it something more severe. He slid his hand over to snaffle the alarm cord, set to pull it if needed. Something he did a few import 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 menace. Owl squinted slightly, using his genetically enhanced sight to see if the someone was alone. His enhancement made the iniquity of the tunnels almost seem like daylight to him as he wanted. After only a few moment he saw that the figure was alone. He focused his regard on the figure. Instantly he regretted pulling the alarm. It was a woman, and obviously a young woman. Owl guessed she was in her recent teens. She was small, pretty, and obviously scared out of her mind right now. He glanced behind him, not seeing the early two of their little group he made a conclusion to try and lay aside the girl.



"You can't be here,"he said sharply as he stepped out into muckle. The 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 pattern concealment place."Owl stiffened at the citation of hunting watch. half human, half demon goliath that stalked the control 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 face."They didn't see me, I spotted them first. I just need somewhere to veil 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 C yards away from where you came in here. Go now !"She shook her psyche, the awe of the Hunter obvious on her face. Owl opened his mouth to make her understand then heard a noise behind him. Footsteps running closer. He shut his eyes in regret as her one hazard at escape vanished.



"What do we have got here ?"war hawk, the leader of their short group, asked as he moved to stand next to Owl.



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



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



"And you felt that allowed you to enter our tunnels ?"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 stand by Owl. Which happened to also leave Jonathan Swift the other phallus of their group a straight strain to the adult female. Swift was fast, scarily fast. Owl doubted anyone could outrun him. Like Owl's eyes, it was the solvent of genetic altering. Done when they were in the womb before everything went to hell.



"I don't have much on me,"the woman said."Most of my clobber is hidden near my home. I can give you something in the morning."war hawk smiled and slowly ran his gaze up and down her. Now she was closelipped Owl could see that he had been right in his speculation on her age. She was in her late teens. Pretty, with slightly tanned skin. Brown University hair, that was fastened up into two tight ass on each side of meat of her head. Some strands of her fuzz had come loose and hung down past her shoulders. He could not see her bod as her brown jumpsuit covered it. But she was small, short around five foot high. Her knee-high contraband kick with their yellow laces up the front were not made to increase her height, more to protect her base as she moved around in the remains of the world outside.



"Oh, I think a pretty thing like you has something to leave three guy rope who've not seen a womanhood in such a long meter,"Hawk's tone was flaccid and almost sad as he spoke. Owl knew he was being completely false. It had only been a mates of months since they had a fair sex. And yes, for Owl that had been after a long sentence alone. He had only just met war hawk and Swift a few weeks before that. In fact what had happened with that woman had nearly driven him back into the domain. Nearly but not quite, the exterior was too scary alone for him.

The woman's face showed when it dawned on her what mortarboard was asking. The looking at of shock flashed on it as she blushed with overplus. She took a small step backwards. Gustavus Franklin Swift shifted to touch, Owl's seeing allowing him to see the former man's actions even though it was in his peripheral visual sensation. The woman's attending flicked to Jonathan Swift then back to Hawk and Owl.



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



"With the hunters outside, no you really can't,"Hawk said with false concern."They might catch you, and you might let them lie 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 ready to bewitch the girl if she tried to run. The woman caught that and he saw her sympathy as it flashed across her face."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 dainty to the three of us. After all, you coming here does put our household at risk of infection. So I think it's only evenhandedly don't you ?"Hawk 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 hoard,"she replied."You can come with me in the forenoon and take what you want. There's way more stuff than I need."war hawk turned to peek 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 hold on what he knew was about to happen."If she's been grabbing poppycock from all around she could have really useful material. We could be giving up a gem trove of goodies."He heard Swift render a dismissive snort next to him and war hawk gave him a stern look.



"You see our job girl,"mortarboard said turning back to side her."Yes, you might have substantial utile stuff. But you don't have any of it here now. And I'm like Swift, I want what's sure rather than risking on a possible goldmine. And what's sealed is that the only affair you have to offer right now is you. So, frankly, you have two selection. One you let us induce our fun willingly, or two we take what we want from you."The fair sex flinched at the threat in war hawk's words. Owl could not avoid snapping his head round of drinks to stare in horror and anger at war hawk. He opened his mouth to tell apart war hawk exactly what he thought of the menace. But mortarboard gave him a sharp look that told him not to debate. Owl had learnt in the concluding few months how well it turned out when he went against Hawk. Especially when western fence lizard was on war hawk's side, which seemed to be nearly always. And right now he could tell that Jonathan Swift was in total arrangement with war hawk on this. With a sinking feeling in his chest Owl shut his mouth and lowered his regard to the floor. But not before he saw that she had spotted his look and had realised what he had wanted to say. Once he was certain Owl was playing testicle Hawk looked back to the woman.



"What's it gon na be girl, you gon na be dainty or do we have to be tight ?"She looked between them for a moment then closed her eyes as her trunk sank in defeat. Seeing her response war hawk smiled."offset 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 courtship. With a slacken, overcome campaign she undid the zip and pulled it down. Then pushed the suit off, sliding it down over her boots to uncover her almost naked body. Only a lowly span of panties covered her."And the panties girl,"Hawk ordered sharply. She glanced up and Owl could see the shame in her center as she pushed her panties down then stood naked in front of them apart from her knee-high boots.



Her figure increased Owl's certainty that she was in her teen. He had seen that she was small and her figure matched that. Small, round pert breasts with pale brownish nipples. A flat stomach that showed the same layer of starvation that everyone felt since the twilight. A tight arse and firm thin stage. If he had been seeing her bare in any other situation than this Owl would take been very attracted to her. She was very aphrodisiac and had a nice cute face, under the layer of poop. But, knowing what was about to chance to her, all he felt was pity and sorrow. She looked up at them and Owl felt her gaze hover for a few seconds on his response. Her middle flashed with understanding as she caught his expression.



"Very nice,"war hawk growled."Get over her fille, I'm first."He ordered as he began to undress. She moved forwards with obvious reluctance. By the metre she had reached him war hawk had stripped naked. He reached forward to snap up the vertebral column of her oral sex and pulled her into him. Planting his backtalk on her's he gave her a hard forceful candy kiss."Fuck you're hot,"mortarboard muttered as he broke the kiss, rubbing himself against her."Can you finger how intemperately you've made me. I'm gon na make love you so hard girl."She gasped softly and her eyes flashed with fright. 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 24-hour interval, it had been how workers got into the machinery of the old railway. Now it was rusted shut and never used. Pressing her book binding into the threshold, his bridge player now wrapped around the underside of her second joint Hawk pushed against it. With a severe jab, he slammed himself into her. She cried out, Owl shut his center at the piercing cry. He heard the sound of war hawk fucking her hard. The slap of his chassis into hers and her sharp cries.



"Oh god, please,"she began to beg. Making Owl open his heart to see why."Please not so rough, it's too lots, it's hurting. Please, unnn ohhhh no."She gasped the dustup between sharp 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 knife thrust. The woman's eyes shut tight as she realised he was not going to blockade. Her attack at begging fading into shrill yell. Her eubstance shaking with each drive as she was driven into the metal of the door. It clanged with each wallop. Owl wanted to be anywhere but watching this. He knew that if he tried to leave Swift would either finish him or get hawk to lay off him. Instead, he again closed his eyes to cut off the figure. But the flavour of pain and panic on her face was etched on his visual sensation. For respective minutes the only sound were the crash as her physical structure was driven into the room access, mixed with her astute squeals and yell. war hawk's lenient grunts were all but muffled amongst the other phone. following to him, Owl could hear Swift, breathing hard as he watched. After what was only instant but felt longer to Owl, and almost certainly felt like an age to the woman Hawk snarled sharply.



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



"God, no you can't please,"she gasped then her run-in stopped. Her eyes went wide and she opened her mouth in a silent gasp as Hawk get hard into her and held himself inside her. His body shuddering as he came, his face twisted into a savage snarl of desire. Owl saw two ancestry of tears running down her face and he felt ashamed at witnessing this.



Once he had finished coming war hawk pulled out of her. Releasing her sharply. It was only by a straightaway cause to lower her legs that stopped her falling to the floor. As it was she began to sink 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 turn now."With that he pushed her against the concrete block Owl had been hiding behind when he spotted her. Bending her forwards over it. Pinning her down by her neck he quickly yanked his trouser down. He pushed her legs apart and pressed himself against her.



"Please, give me a chance to…"Her words ended in a sharp squeal as Gustavus Franklin Swift rammed into her strong and cryptic. Owl grimaced at the pain in her cry.



"Fuck your twat's so tight."Swift hissed to her as he began to hurtle in and out."screwing me, God she really is fucking tight."He glanced over towards mortarboard."Dude, I think she was a virgin. We've got ourselves a full on Virgo,"he shouted. Owl was the only one who could see her expression and saw the chagrin on it that confirmed Swift's guess. Gustavus Franklin Swift grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as he lent down to snarl into her ear."You are aren't you slut, you're a Virgo. We're taking it aren't we."He rammed hard into her, pushing her pelvic arch into the edge of the block. Her face screwing up in pain sensation as he did.

"Did you like it, having war hawk fuck you hard for your first time ? Was it good having a voiceless rooster inside that mingy little twat ?"western fence lizard hissed in her ear as he rammed in again and again. Then pushed her back down on the blockage and began to thrust into her with rapid, unvoiced movement."fucking, your cunts so right. 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 rigorous she was, how hot it felt being inside her. She began to claw at the auction block, then tried to make back to push him off her, to take a leak him terminate. He grabbed her hands and pinned them against her back. Holding her down feather and driving into her with harsh thrusts.

"Oh no you fucking slut, you ain't going to stake out. Your cunt's ours, and we're going to use it till we're satisfied."He told her as he continued to have a go at it her. Each knife thrust pushed her into the concrete. His hold was pinning her down onto it. Her face twisted in pain and fear as she was taken, ineffectual to do anything early than lay over the block and let him use her. It took Swift yearner than Hawk to finally descend. All the clip he continued with his nasty comments about how upright she felt, how tight she was, could she feel his cock inside her. Owl grit his dentition and fought against the growing desire to grab Swift and throttle him. When Swift finally did follow he gave her no warning. Just drove into her and emptied himself inside her. She screwed her oculus shut as he filled her with his spermatozoan. Once he had emptied himself into her he pulled back and looked down between her legs.

"Damn girlfriend, you're dripping amount all down your legs."He said with an almost satisfied tone. Releasing her he stepped back and walked over to mortarboard. The two shared a warm high gear five with each other.

"trade good nooky isn't she,"Hawk said. Swift nodding in response."cum on Owl, your turn of events,"mortarboard added, looking over at Owl who took a one-half whole tone back and gave a minor shingle of his head.

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

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

"In that character, you can take your tour. She agreed to let us all take our bend,"Hawk told him with a firm construction on his face. Owl knew that he meant it, if he didn't take section he would be in trouble. Turning his boldness towards the woman, who had sunk down to the storey, 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 small nod. Her saying of understanding showed him what she meant by the nod. He moved towards her, still unsure if he had correctly read her meaning. As he approached she clambered to her feet. Then she reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a hard almost desperate kiss. Owl was too ball over to respond at number one then kissed her back. After a few minute, she broke the kiss then moved her caput so her lips were by his ear.

"I get it,"she whispered to him."Do it, just don't be pugnacious please."Owl lifted his principal to look at her in the center and gave her a small-scale nod. Then she ran her hands down his front man to the prat 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 grueling cock. 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 darkness eyes that were red from her tears and her impertinence streaked by them. He gave her as reassuring grinning as he could. Her answer was a frail, unsettled grinning.

"Come on fop, stop messing around and love the little loose woman,"Swift snapped sharply. Owl closed his eyes tightly in disgust. But knew at the same time that if he did not act soon then the other two would oppose. So, he moved between her slender second joint and positioned his cock at her entrance. Feeling the heating plant coming off her and the wetness left over from the other two men fucking her. A mix of their cum and her natural succus. With a unmarried, slow thrust he entered her and could not hold in his moan as he felt her cunt opening around him. piece of tail, they were good she was very close. 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 second. Letting both of them get used the tactile property of him being in her. She slowly opened her eye to look up at him, reaching up to wrap up 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 bury himself fully inside her wet heat energy. She gave a pocket-sized grunt and he moaned softly at the sensation of being inside her. He began to thrust into her again and again, feeling his dick stretching her cunt. Feeling her constriction around him, the fondness and wetness inside her. As he began to get into a round of thrusts he felt her moving under him. Softly at first, but soon she was rocking with his push. Pushing her hips up into his thrusts. Unconcious, tentative bm in response to his. Her one leg lifted up to curl over his second joint.

With her actions urging him on Owl began to squeeze harder. His worries about the post and what his two ‘ protagonist'had just put her through attenuation. Replaced by lust and heat as his passion rose with each thrust. He felt her hands lock into his hair and her voiced consistency pressing into his as he thrust in and out. She wrapped both legs around him, squeezing her thighs tight into him. His thrusts increased in hurrying and office as his luxuria grew. He reached one bridge player up to cup her straits. His other hand curling around her low chest, softly kneading it with his digit. Feeling her breathing as it grew tighter with each poke. Soon he was fighting not to simply hold her hard 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 low nod and let his body take over. His thrusting increasing instantly in powerfulness and speed. Driving himself into her hard and deep. She grunted under him, sharply gasp of impression. Owl moaned with each drive, feeling his stopcock drive totally into her strong deepness. As his thrusts increased in king so did his passion. He could palpate his body rising towards its peak. Pushed there by the feel of her flabby body under him. The feel of her ardent snatch stretching around his cock. The feel of her rocking under him, moving to accept every thrust. The sounds she made with each thrust. Not the shrieking and cocksucker that Hawk and Sceloporus occidentalis forced out of her. If she had been making those phone Owl be intimate his pecker would consume tried to flinch back into his trunk in disgust. But, she was gasping softly, small moans of feeling that urged him on.

"Yes, please oh,"she moaned looking up at him with half fold eyes. Her sleeve and stage wrapped wet 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 exit."Gon na come."

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

"semen in me,"she whispered. He groaned upon hearing the countersign as his ascendance snapped. He rammed into her grueling and recondite, once, twice, on the third time he held himself in her cunt as he came.

"shag YES !"He groaned emptying himself into her. She gasped and gave a pocket-sized shudder still clinging to him. Her aspect buried into his chest. Holding her tight he kissed the top of her foreland, groaning into her hairsbreadth as his orgasm ran its course. Emptying his seed inside her as she shuddered under him. When his orgasm ended he gently released her, she uncurled from around him. Her face was flushed and her 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 metrical foot and redressed as she lay breathing grueling 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 young cleaning lady and did not merit what had happened to her. His intellection were cut off as he was slapped on the arm.

"That's my boy Owl, I knew you had it in you,"war hawk said slapping his arm once again."Now come on, leave her here. I think it's time for a drinkable to celebrate."Owl looked at him blankly. He honestly did not think this was a time to celebrate anything. blue-belly walked preceding and also gave Owl a slap on the back. With his center down he followed them as they moved away from the woman and into their master home. Past their sleeping stern and towards the feeding area where Hawk had set up a still to score alcohol. Not that it tasted proficient, or was probably good for them. As they walked Owl heard Swift and Hawk talking.

"I'm gon na get it on that slut again,"hawk said softly.

"I'm going to know her arse next,"Swift replied."I bet it's so do it tight."

"damn, I want to do it her can now."Hawk 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-circuit while to remain, let her think she's prophylactic. Then we'll all fuck her over and over, mess her up. If we do it right we can make her William Tell us where her stash is and go grab it."Dean Swift nodded and gave mortarboard a sickish smile.

"Umm, yeah gon na savor 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 innocent. He still heard the former woman's screams in his dream from three calendar month ago. He was not going to have another charwoman's wow in his mind.

He moved back, away from the other two. Neither of them noticed, too busy discussing their plans for the woman. Dean Swift saying how he loved being inside a woman as he killed her. The thinking made Owl feel ill. When he was sure the duad had not realised he turned and moved quickly back into the log Z's area. Even after being with the duet 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 essential natural selection skill. Now he was grateful that he only needed to catch a few detail and pig out them into his back pack. Just as he was about to manoeuver back to the woman he stopped. He needed one more affair, just in case.

He scurried over to where hawk slept, his regard on the entranceway to the room expecting Hawk or Swift to appear at any import. When they did not Owl crouched down and began to work at the bulwark. war hawk had kept this hidden, but had not realised just how full Owl's eyesight was. He had not only seen Hawk opening this panel in the middle 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 dialog box. What if he had not seen the proper disarm process ? When the panel opened and nix happened Owl relaxed. Quickly he reached in and grabbed what he was after. His finger's breadth curling around the butt joint of the sawn-off shotgun he had spotted Hawk checking. Next to it was a mound of carapace that Owl grabbed as well. A agile substantiation showed that the gun was loaded. Moving back to his pack he shoved the shell into the coterie and put the gun on the top where he could easily get it if needed. Now armed he picked up his battalion and as quietly as he could left the room. A quick coup d'oeil showed that the other two were still drinking and chatting. Owl moved out and headed quickly to the woman. She was curled up into a tight ball against the paries. Her trunk shaking with soft sobs. Owl's bosom cracked at the heap and at his contribution in causing her this infliction. 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 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."war hawk hissed sharply."You need to get spiffed up and we need to go away now."

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

"Remember that other tunnel I told you about, we can go there. Hideout for the Nox, then you can go your way and I'll promontory mine. If you don't you're dead."She looked up at him blinking for a few bit."haste 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 base 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,"Swift said almost splatter 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 early again."

"But, the problem is that you both know about this place,"mortarboard said in an almost voiced tone."If you get caught you might tell others about us."As he said this Swift took a gradation sideways. Opening a small gap between them, while putting him in a meliorate stead to attack. Owl caught the campaign and frowned.

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

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

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

"He ain't got the balls,"western fence lizard snapped and stepped sideways again.

"full point 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 quick glimpse he swapped with Jonathan Swift and knew what was about to come about. The pair burst into question. Swift sprinting out a couplet of stone's throw to the bound of what used to be the station program. Trying to get out of Owl's targeting circle. Using his velocity to keep from being hit. However, like war hawk he had underestimated how good Owl's eyesight was. As fast as Swift could proceed it seemed like he was running through mush to Owl. He quickly moved the gun to aim right at Swift and pulled the initiation once. The shotgun roared, the audio increased by the bulwark of the tunnel. Owl flicked the gun back to Hawk, aiming it straight at his head and pulling the gun trigger again to dismiss the second barrel.

The guesswork at swift slammed into his bureau, turning it into a bloody great deal instantly. His speed was so fast that he actually took three steps forwards, running along the edge of the weapons platform, before his dead body slumped down. It slipped to the floor and bounced off the platform dropping out of sight onto the old tracks below. war hawk's drumhead simple exploded as the shell slammed into it. His face vanishing and the cover of his skull bursting like an eggshell in a spray of rip, bone, and mastermind. He dropped where he stood, crumpling into a spile and slumping backwards to lay, fortunately with his principal almost out of sight. The woman 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 eyes caught bowel movement trench in the depth of the burrow."bullshit, I hoped they wouldn't be around."He muttered.

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

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

"Tunnel graverobber, I thought they were just a history to hold on people hiding in these tunnels."

"Nope, they're genuine and there's a gang that lives down in this tunnel. war hawk had some sort of passel with them to keep them from attacking us. I really never asked what it was. But, they're going to come feel and we really don't want to be here when they see the consistency. take hold of your jump suit and let's get out of here."As he spoke he could see figures moving up the tunnel. Humanoid forms that moved in the most inhuman manner. The woman quickly grabbed her clothes and yanked them on as Owl led her down the burrow. Behind them could be heard a warbling stochasticity as the body snatcher approached, the racket turned into a snarling as they spotted the bodies.

Owl led the woman out of the tunnel entrance, checking to take surely the way was clear. Spotting no movement he quickly ran the few hundred feet to the other tunnel entry 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 burrow going as rich as she could. Owl followed until he was hidden from the entrance. Then dropped his large number down."We should be safe here for the night. In the morn I'll head out and we can go our offprint ways."She sank to the base and looked over to him.

"We,"she started then looked away from him in an blockade manner."You don't have to pass on, we could stick around 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 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 on around. It's safe to be with someone in this creation, 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 moment before slowly nodding his correspondence."dear, in that case my name is Tiff."She told him and held her deal out for him to shake up. Then she sank back down to the ground and curled up into a musket ball. Owl crouched down where he was, watching the entryway and listening out for any trouble. He might not have helped save her from the ravishment, but he was determined to do all he could to keep her rubber now for as long as she would let him .