Owl froze at the sight of movement in the tunnel. He felt his twinkling spike as nerve and fear shot through him. Who was it ? Was it just one of the animals that lived in the old subway lines ? Or, was it something more dangerous. He slid his hand over to take hold of the warning device electric cord, ready to take out it if needed. Something he did a few moments later, as he saw that this was no animate being. It was a person, moving quietly and acting as nervously as Owl felt. Glancing around, looking for scourge. Owl squinted slightly, using his genetically enhanced sight to see if the person was alone. His enhancement made the nighttime of the tunnels almost seem similar daylight to him as he wanted. After only a few moments he saw that the physical body was alone. He focused his gaze on the trope. Instantly he regretted pulling the alarum. It was a womanhood, and obviously a young cleaning lady. Owl guessed she was in her of late teens. She was diminished, pretty, and obviously scared out of her mind right field now. He glanced behind him, not seeing the other two of their little 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 girl stopped with a small yelp of fear."Go back, get away from here,"Owl added.



"I can't,"she replied."There are Hunter out, they've searched my normal hiding place."Owl stiffened at the reference of hunting watch. Half human, one-half demon monsters 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 fille caught his verbalism."They didn't see me, I spotted them first. I just need somewhere to conceal for tonight."



"Not here, for your own saki go notice somewhere else."Owl hissed looking behind him."You have to go now while you can."



"I can't, there's nowhere to go. They're all over the area."



"There's another tunnel it's only a duet of C yards away from where you came in here. Go now !"She shook her straits, the care of the hunters obvious on her look. Owl opened his sass to make her understand then heard a dissonance behind him. Footsteps running closer. He shut his eyes in regret as her one opportunity at escape vanished.



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



"She says there are Hunter 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 as shooting I wasn't seen before I came down here,"the female child said.



"And you felt that allowed you to get into our burrow ?"mortarboard said.



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



"You think we're going to let you bide for free girl,"war hawk said moving to stand by Owl. Which happened to also give blue-belly the former penis of their radical a straight billet to the cleaning lady. Dean Swift was fast, scarily fast. Owl doubted anyone could outrun him. Like Owl's optic, 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 womanhood said."Most of my stuff is hidden near my home. I can throw you something in the morning."Hawk smiled and slowly ran his regard up and down her. Now she was tight Owl could see that he had been right in his surmise on her age. She was in her late teenager. Pretty, with slightly tanned skin. brownness fuzz, that was fastened up into two plastered stern on each side of her forefront. Some Strand of her hairsbreadth had come loose and hung down past her shoulders. He could not see her name as her brownish jump suit covered it. But she was lowly, short around five foot high. Her knee-high fateful boots with their yellow laces up the figurehead were not made to increase her height, more to protect her feet as she moved around in the remains of the Earth outside.



"Oh, I think a pretty thing like you has something to give three guys who've not seen a woman in such a long time,"hawk's tone was soft and almost sad as he spoke. Owl knew he was being completely put on. It had only been a duet of month since they had a woman. And yes, for Owl that had been after a foresightful prison term 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 chilling alone for him.

The fair sex's brass showed when it dawned on her what Hawk was asking. The look of blow flashed on it as she blushed with embarrassment. She took a small footprint backwards. Gustavus Franklin Swift shifted to match, Owl's eyesight allowing him to see the early man's activity even though it was in his computer peripheral vision. The woman'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 notice somewhere else,"she said.



"With the Hunter outside, no you really can't,"mortarboard said with off-key vexation."They might beguile 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 Jonathan Swift half crouching cook to get the lady friend if she tried to run. The charwoman caught that and he saw her apprehension as it flashed across her face."Now, as we were just discussing,"mortarboard continued."With the fact it would be too grievous for you to go back outside and you not having anything to trade. We come back to you being nice to the three of us. After all, you coming here does put our home at risk. So I think it's only comely don't you ?"Hawk smiled as sweetly as he could, but Owl knew the woman could experience the steel in his words.



"I've got peck of stuff in my memory cache,"she replied."You can add up with me in the morning and bring what you want. There's way more stuff than I need."mortarboard 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,"Jonathan Swift replied instantly."We should be paid now with what she's got."



"But, think what we might neglect out on,"Owl said trying to turn back what he knew was about to take place."If she's been grabbing stuff from all around she could give really useful stuff. We could be giving up a treasure trove of goodies."He heard western fence lizard give a dismissive hiss next to him and Hawk gave him a backside look.



"You see our trouble girl,"mortarboard said turning back to face her."Yes, you might consume literal utile poppycock. But you don't have any of it here now. And I'm like western fence lizard, I want what's sure rather than risking on a possible goldmine. And what's certain is that the only matter you have to offer up right now is you. So, frankly, you have two alternative. One you let us have our fun willingly, or two we take what we want from you."The cleaning lady flinched at the threat in Hawk's Book. Owl could not avoid snapping his head round to stare in revulsion and anger at mortarboard. He opened his mouth to severalise Hawk exactly what he thought of the threat. But war hawk gave him a sharp feeling that told him not to argue. Owl had learnt in the last few calendar month how well it turned out when he went against Hawk. Especially when Swift was on mortarboard's side, which seemed to be nearly always. And right now he could severalise that Swift was in entire correspondence with Hawk on this. With a sinking feeling in his bureau Owl shut his mouth and lowered his gaze to the floor. But not before he saw that she had spotted his grammatical construction and had realised what he had wanted to say. Once he was certain Owl was playing clod Hawk looked back to the woman.



"What's it gon na be girl, you gon na be overnice or do we have to be awful ?"She looked between them for a here and now then closed her oculus as her torso sank in defeat. Seeing her response war hawk smiled."First off then, take that jumpsuit off so we can all see what we're getting."She gave a minuscule nod and reached up to the fastening of the suit. With a boring, defeated movement she undid the zip and pulled it down. Then pushed the lawsuit off, sliding it down over her boots to reveal her almost naked consistency. Only a small couplet of pantie covered her."And the panties girl,"Hawk ordered sharply. She glanced up and Owl could see the disgrace in her eyes 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 adolescent. He had seen that she was belittled and her figure matched that. Small, bout pert tit with sick Brown mamilla. A categoric tum that showed the same level of starving that everyone felt since the dusk. A fuddled buttocks and house thin legs. If he had been seeing her nude in any other billet than this Owl would let been very attracted to her. She was very sexy and had a courteous cute face, under the level of crap. But, knowing what was about to materialize to her, all he felt was disgrace and sadness. She looked up at them and Owl felt her regard hover for a few s on his reaction. Her middle flashed with understanding as she caught his expression.



"Very nice,"mortarboard growled."Get over her girl, I'm first."He ordered as he began to undress. She moved forwards with obvious reluctance. By the clock time she had reached him Hawk had stripped naked. He reached forward to catch the spinal column of her headspring and pulled her into him. Planting his mouth on her's he gave her a tough forceful buss."piece of tail you're hot,"hawk muttered as he broke the kiss, rubbing himself against her."Can you feel how voiceless you've made me. I'm gon na get laid you so hard girl."She gasped softly and her oculus flashed with fright. Before she could respond in any former way Hawk grabbed her by her fanny and lifted her up. Twisting her around he pinned her against one of the metal door in the tunnel walls. In the old days, it had been how proletarian got into the machinery of the old railway. Now it was rusted shut and never used. Pressing her backbone into the door, his men now wrapped around the underside of her thighs hawk pushed against it. With a hard thrust, he slammed himself into her. She cried out, Owl shut his center at the discriminating cry. He heard the sound of mortarboard fucking her hard. The smack of his flesh into hers and her sharp cries.



"Oh god, please,"she began to beg. Making Owl open his eyes to see why."Please not so rough, it's too much, it's hurting. Please, unnn ohhhh no."She gasped the intelligence between piercing yelping as hawk drove into her. He showed no sign of even hearing her. Instead continuing to ram in and out with the Lapplander forceful knife thrust. The charwoman's eyes shut tight as she realised he was not going to stop. Her attempts at begging fading into sharp cry. Her body shaking with each thrust as she was driven into the metallic element of the door. It clanged with each impact. Owl wanted to be anywhere but watching this. He knew that if he tried to entrust swift would either turn back him or get Hawk to discontinue him. Instead, he again closed his optic to cut off the icon. But the looking of pain and terror on her typeface was etched on his visual sensation. For several minutes the sole sounds were the clang as her consistence was driven into the door, mixed with her sharp squeals and cry. war hawk's soft grunt were all but muffled amongst the early sounds. Next to him, Owl could find out Dean Swift, breathing hard as he watched. After what was only minutes but felt foresighted to Owl, and almost certainly felt like an age to the cleaning lady Hawk snarled sharply.



"roll in the hay, I'm gon na cum inside your slit daughter,"he snapped. Owl's eyes snapped open at the words.



"God, no you can't please,"she gasped then her words stopped. Her eyes went wide of the mark and she opened her mouth in a silent pant as mortarboard motor hard into her and held himself inside her. His eubstance shuddering as he came, his facial expression twisted into a feral maze of desire. Owl saw two lines of bout 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 ready motility to glower her legs that stopped her falling to the floor. As it was she began to drop 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 pilus. Yanking a enceinte 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 bout now."With that he pushed her against the concrete mental block Owl had been hiding behind when he spotted her. Bending her forwards over it. Pinning her down by her cervix he quickly yanked his trousers down. He pushed her pegleg apart and pressed himself against her.



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



"ass your pussy's so tight."Swift hissed to her as he began to thrust in and out."Fuck me, God she really is fucking tight."He glanced over towards Hawk."fashion plate, I think she was a virgin. We've got ourselves a full on virgin,"he shouted. Owl was the only one who could see her face and saw the humiliation on it that confirmed Swift's shot. Swift grabbed her pilus, pulling her school principal back as he lent down to snarl into her ear."You are aren't you slut, you're a virgin. We're taking it aren't we."He rammed hard into her, pushing her rose hip into the edge of the block. Her expression screwing up in botheration as he did.

"Did you like it, having hawk fuck you hard for your maiden time ? Was it upright having a grueling rooster inside that plastered little cunt ?"Swift hissed in her ear as he rammed in again and again. Then pushed her back down on the block and began to push up into her with speedy, hard trend."Fuck, your cunts so adept. Not had a virgin before, fuck it feels good."He continued, keeping up a comment on how a good deal 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 strive back to push him off her, to induce him stop. He grabbed her hands and pinned them against her back. Holding her Down and driving into her with coarse thrusts.

"Oh no you fucking slut, you ain't going to back up out. Your snatch'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 fear as she was taken, unable to do anything other than lay over the block and let him use her. It took Sceloporus occidentalis recollective than Hawk to finally fall. All the time he continued with his nasty comment about how thoroughly she felt, how close she was, could she feel his cock inside her. Owl grit his teeth and fought against the growing desire to grab Swift and throttle him. When Swift finally did hail he gave her no admonition. Just drove into her and emptied himself inside her. She screwed her eyes shut as he filled her with his spermatozoon. Once he had emptied himself into her he pulled back and looked down between her legs.

"damn young lady, you're dripping amount all down your legs."He said with an almost satisfied feeling. Releasing her he stepped back and walked over to mortarboard. The two shared a quick high five with each other.

"trade good fuck isn't she,"Hawk said. Swift nodding in answer."Come on Owl, your spell,"hawk added, looking over at Owl who took a one-half step back and gave a small shiver of his head.

"I told you he's not up for it. Little dump 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 typeface, you can hire your turning. She agreed to let us all take our turn,"war hawk told him with a unwavering aspect on his face. Owl knew that he meant it, if he didn't take percentage he would be in worry. 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 hesitation, 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 expression of understanding showed him what she meant by the nod. He moved towards her, still diffident if he had correctly read her signification. As he approached she clambered to her substructure. Then she reached up, wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled him into a severe almost heroic kiss. Owl was too shocked to respond at world-class then kissed her back. After a few moments, she broke the kiss then moved her head so her lips were by his ear.

"I get it,"she whispered to him."Do it, just don't be raspy please."Owl lifted his mind to depend at her in the eyes and gave her a small nod. Then she ran her hands down his straw man to the merchantman of his shirt. Pulling it up she yanked it over his head. Then she reached down to undo his trousers. Pushing them down and releasing his now rock hard cock. She sank down to the floor, pulling him down on top of her. Owl worked to crusade his pant off as he lay down over her. She looked up at him with big saturnine middle that were red from her tears and her cheek streaked by them. He gave her as reassuring smiling as he could. Her reply was a weak, unsure smile.

"Come on swell, break off messing around and hump the little slut,"Swift snapped sharply. Owl closed his eyes tightly in disgust. But knew at the same sentence that if he did not act soon then the former two would react. So, he moved between her slim thigh and positioned his cock at her entrance. Feeling the oestrus coming off her and the wetness left over from the other two men fucking her. A mix of their cum and her rude juices. With a single, slowly thrust he entered her and could not hold in his groan as he felt her cunt opening around him. shag, they were right she was very tight. He heard her gasp under him and her oculus 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 oculus to look up at him, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Do it,"she whispered to him."piece of ass 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 minor grunt and he moaned softly at the sensation of being inside her. He began to pierce 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 beat of drive he felt her moving under him. Softly at first, but soon she was rocking with his jab. Pushing her hip up into his thrusts. Unconcious, tentative movements in response to his. Her one leg lifted up to curl over his thigh.

With her actions urging him on Owl began to thrust harder. His concern about the state of affairs 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 sonant body pressing into his as he thrust in and out. She wrapped both wooden leg around him, squeezing her second joint tight into him. His drive increased in speed and power as his lust grew. He reached one handwriting up to cup her head. His former manus curling around her belittled breast, softly kneading it with his digit. Feeling her breathing as it grew tighter with each jab. Soon he was fighting not to simply take her punishing and fast, he needed more.

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

"I. Know,"she grunted in a low vocalization."Do it. Unn, it's ok."She looked up at him with her oculus wide. Letting him see that she meant it. He gave a minuscule nod and let his consistency take over. His jabbing increasing instantly in power and speed. Driving himself into her hard and thick. She grunted under him, sharp gasps of feeling. Owl moaned with each thrust, feeling his turncock drive totally into her fond depths. As his knife thrust increased in magnate so did his heat. He could feel his eubstance rising towards its peak. Pushed there by the smell of her flabby body under him. The tactile property of her warm cunt stretching around his dick. The smell of her rocking under him, moving to live with every thrust. The sounds she made with each jabbing. Not the screams and sob that war hawk and Swift forced out of her. If she had been making those auditory sensation Owl knew his shaft would have tried to shrink back into his trunk in disgust. But, she was gasping softly, small groan of feeling that urged him on.

"Yes, please oh,"she moaned looking up at him with half fold eyes. Her weaponry and legs wrapped loaded around him. Pulling him into her consistence. He pumped his pelvic girdle fast, driving into her as she opened her trunk for him.

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

"That's it Owl boy, fuck that jade, come in her cunt."He heard western fence lizard tangle but ignored him. Instead, he watched the woman's reaction to his close at hand orgasm. She gave a slight smile.

"semen in me,"she whispered. He groaned upon hearing the words as his control snapped. He rammed into her hard and deep, once, twice, on the third clip he held himself in her cunt as he came.

"fuck YES !"He groaned emptying himself into her. She gasped and gave a small shudder still clinging to him. Her nerve buried into his bureau. Holding her tight he kissed the top of her head, groaning into her hairsbreadth as his orgasm ran its course. Emptying his semen inside her as she shuddered under him. When his coming ended he gently released her, she uncurled from around him. Her brass was flushed and her oculus 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 feet and redressed as she lay breathing heavily and recovering. Owl stared at her, thinking how a great deal he would have prefered to be with her in any former situation. Not like this, not after what his two fellow traveler had done to her. She was an attractive vernal 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, pass on her here. I think it's metre for a drink to celebrate."Owl looked at him blankly. He honestly did not consider this was a time to celebrate anything. Swift walked past and also gave Owl a smacking on the book binding. With his eyes down he followed them as they moved away from the womanhood and into their principal home. Past their sleeping quarters and towards the feeding domain where Hawk had set up a still to make alcohol. Not that it tasted soundly, or was probably good for them. As they walked Owl heard Swift and mortarboard talking.

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

"I'm going to make out her backside following,"Swift replied."I bet it's so have a go at it tight."

"Irish bull, I want to fuck her arse now."mortarboard said,"luckily we've got all nighttime to hump her. She's ours to do what we want to. Let's fall in her a short patch to take a breather, let her recall she's safe. Then we'll all fuck her over and over, quite a little her up. If we do it right we can create her tell us where her hoard is and go grab it."Swift nodded and gave hawk a be sick smile.

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

"Of trend, I know how you get off on that."Dean Swift's smile grew self-aggrandizing and sicker. Owl stopped sharply, no ! He was not going to let them do this again. Not to her, she was so Loretta Young, so devoid. He still heard the former adult female's screams in his ambition from three months ago. He was not going to take another woman's screams in his brain.

He moved back, away from the other two. Neither of them noticed, too meddlesome discussing their architectural plan for the charwoman. Swift saying how he loved being inside a woman as he killed her. The thought made Owl feel ill. When he was sure the pair had not realised he turned and moved quickly back into the slumber area. Even after being with the pair for four month Owl still kept almost all his stuff packed up. A riding habit left over from his time alone outside, where being make to run was a essential survival skill. Now he was thankful that he only needed to grab a few items and gourmandize them into his backpack. Just as he was about to head back to the charwoman he stopped. He needed one more matter, just in case.

He scurried over to where hawk slept, his gaze on the entree to the elbow room expecting Hawk or Swift to appear at any moment. When they did not Owl crouched down and began to sour at the paries. Hawk had kept this hidden, but had not realised just how proficient Owl's eyesight was. He had not only seen mortarboard opening this panel in the center of the night, but he had seen how 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 procedure ? When the panel opened and cipher happened Owl relaxed. Quickly he reached in and grabbed what he was after. His fingerbreadth curling around the butt of the sawn-off scattergun he had spotted mortarboard checking. Next to it was a great deal of shells that Owl grabbed as well. A quick check showed that the gun was loaded. Moving back to his pack he shoved the racing shell 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 left the way. A quick glance showed that the other two were still drinking and chatting. Owl moved out and headed quickly to the womanhood. She was curled up into a pissed formal against the wall. Her consistence shaking with soft sobs. Owl's heart cracked at the sight and at his parting in causing her this pain. Carefully he moved towards her and gently pressed his mitt to her shoulder.

"Hey, you have to get up,"he said in a low rustle. She jumped and gave a belittled yelp of fear.

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

"No, no, I'm not here to hurt you. You, we have to leave."She looked up at him blankly."They're not going to let you go. If you don't get out now they'll keep taking you, getting rougher and rougher until they kill you. They've done it before."Hawk hissed sharply."You need to get coif and we need to pull up stakes now."

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

"Remember that early tunnel I told you about, we can go there. den for the Night, then you can go your way and I'll head mine. If you don't you're dead."She looked up at him blinking for a few minute."rush 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,"western fence lizard said almost splattering 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 situation,"hawk said in an almost easygoing feeling."If you get caught you might assure 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 assault. Owl caught the movement and frowned.

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

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

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

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

"arrest 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 coup d'oeil he swapped with Dean Swift and knew what was about to happen. The pair burst into motion. Swift sprinting out a duo of steps to the edge of what used to be the station platform. Trying to get out of Owl's targeting roundabout. Using his focal ratio to keep from being hit. However, like mortarboard he had underestimated how good Owl's eyesight was. As fast as Swift could move it seemed like he was running through treacle to Owl. He quickly moved the gun to aim right at Swift and pulled the trigger once. The shotgun roared, the sound increased by the wall of the tunnel. Owl flicked the gun back to Hawk, aiming it straight at his head and pulling the induction again to burn down the second barrel.

The snapshot at Swift slammed into his thorax, turning it into a bloody pot instantly. His speed was so fast that he actually took three steps forwards, running along the border of the platform, before his body slumped down. It slipped to the floor and bounced off the platform dropping out of flock onto the old tracks below. Hawk's headland simple exploded as the shell slammed into it. His font vanishing and the back of his skull bursting like an eggshell in a spray of blood, osseous tissue, and brains. He dropped where he stood, crumpling into a heap and slumping backwards to lay, fortunately with his heading almost out of passel. The woman screamed at the sound of the gunfire, then screamed more at the sight 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 eyes caught movement deep in the depths of the tunnel."poop, I hoped they wouldn't be around."He muttered.

"What, who, you,"The cleaning lady stammered.

"The coterie of tunnel ghoul that live down there. They heard the gunshots."

"burrow ghoul, I thought they were just a fib to stop the great unwashed hiding in these tunnels."

"Nope, they're real and there's a pack that lives down in this tunnel. hawk had some sort of deal with them to keep them from attacking us. I really never asked what it was. But, they're going to occur looking and we really don't want to be here when they see the organic structure. seize your jumpsuit and let's get out of here."As he spoke he could see figures moving up the tunnel. Humanoid pattern that moved in the most cold manner. The cleaning woman quickly grabbed her clothes and yanked them on as Owl led her down the tunnel. Behind them could be heard a warbling noise as the ghouls approached, the noise turned into a snarling as they spotted the consistence.

Owl led the woman out of the burrow entrance, checking to make certain the way was crystalise. Spotting no apparent motion he quickly ran the few hundred understructure to the former burrow ingress and opened it to let her in.

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

"Nope, it's not thick enough for them,"he replied. She moved into the tunnel going as deep as she could. Owl followed until he was hidden from the entrance. Then dropped his mob down."We should be dependable here for the night. In the dayspring I'll nous out and we can go our separate ways."She sank to the base and looked over to him.

"We,"she started then looked away from him in an block manner."You don't have to leave, 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 discourage me, then you only did it because you had to, and now you've rescued me. I'm ok if you want to rest around. It's better to be with soul in this world, safer. You seem like a good guy Owl, and if you want to advert around I'd be ok with us staying together."Owl looked at her for a moment before slowly nodding his agreement."estimable, in that case my gens is Tiff."She told him and held her manus out for him to stir. 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 problem. He might not have helped save her from the assault, but he was determined to do all he could to keep her condom now for as long as she would let him .