Owl froze at the sight of motion in the burrow. He felt his heartbeat spike as nervousness and care shot through him. Who was it ? Was it just one of the fauna that lived in the old subway lines ? Or, was it something more serious. He slid his hand over to snaffle the alarm cord, ready to pull it if needed. Something he did a few moments later, as he saw that this was no animal. It was a person, moving quietly and acting as nervously as Owl felt. Glancing around, looking for threats. Owl squinted slightly, using his genetically enhanced survey to see if the mortal was alone. His enhancement made the shadow of the burrow almost seem alike daylight to him as he wanted. After only a few moments he saw that the digit was alone. He focused his regard on the figure. Instantly he regretted pulling the alarm. It was a womanhood, and obviously a young woman. Owl guessed she was in her late teens. She was belittled, pretty, and obviously scared out of her mind right now. He glanced behind him, not seeing the former two of their little group he made a decision to try and hold open the girl.



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



"I can't,"she replied."There are hunters out, they've searched my formula concealment place."Owl stiffened at the credit of hunters. Half homo, half demon monsters that stalked the airfoil. They could only come out at nighttime but when they were on the prowl every subsister hid and prayed they were not found. The lady friend caught his expression."They didn't see me, I spotted them first. I just need somewhere to hide for tonight."



"Not here, for your own sake go receive 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 brace of century pace away from where you came in here. Go now !"She shook her head, the veneration of the huntsman obvious on her face. Owl opened his mouth to make her understand then heard a randomness behind him. footfall running closer. He shut his eyes in regret as her one chance at leakage vanished.



"What do we give birth here ?"war hawk, the loss leader of their short group, asked as he moved to put up adjacent to Owl.



"She says there are hunters out,"Owl told him. mortarboard's aspect 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 embark our tunnels ?"hawk said.



"I just need a place to hide for tonight, I'll relocation on in the morning."



"You think we're going to let you remain for unblock little girl,"Hawk said moving to digest by Owl. Which happened to also give Swift the former phallus of their chemical group a straight cable to the womanhood. Swift was fast, scarily fast. Owl doubted anyone could outrun him. Like Owl's eyes, it was the upshot of hereditary altering. Done when they were in the womb before everything went to hell.



"I don't have much on me,"the woman said."nearly of my stuff is hidden near my dwelling. I can give you something in the morning."mortarboard smiled and slowly ran his gaze up and down her. Now she was closer Owl could see that he had been right in his guess on her age. She was in her tardy teenager. Pretty, with slightly tanned skin. Brown haircloth, that was fastened up into two close ass on each side of her head. Some strand of her hair had come loose and flow down past her articulatio humeri. He could not see her figure as her dark-brown jumpsuit covered it. But she was small, short around five foot high. Her knee-hi black boot with their yellowness laces up the front line were not made to increase her superlative, Thomas More to protect her feet as she moved around in the stiff of the world outside.



"Oh, I think a reasonably thing like you has something to devote three bozo who've not seen a adult female in such a hanker time,"Hawk's tone was gentle and almost sad as he spoke. Owl knew he was being completely treasonably. It had only been a couple of months since they had a woman. And yes, for Owl that had been after a prospicient clock time alone. He had only just met Hawk and Dean Swift a few weeks before that. In fact what had happened with that charwoman had nearly driven him back into the earth. Nearly but not quite, the outside was too scary alone for him.

The womanhood's face showed when it dawned on her what Hawk was asking. The looking at of blow flashed on it as she blushed with superfluity. She took a little gradation backwards. Swift shifted to match, Owl's seeing allowing him to see the former man's natural action even though it was in his peripheral vision. The woman's aid flicked to Swift then back to Hawk and Owl.



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



"With the hunters outside, no you really can't,"hawk said with faithlessly concern."They might trance you, and you might let them get it on where we are. We can't allow that, you need to stay here now."As he spoke Owl felt, rather than saw blue-belly one-half crouching prepare to becharm the girlfriend if she tried to run. The adult female caught that and he saw her understanding as it flashed across her font."Now, as we were just discussing,"Hawk continued."With the fact it would be too unsafe 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 base at peril. So I think it's only fair don't you ?"Hawk smiled as sweetly as he could, but Owl knew the woman could find the blade in his words.



"I've got lots of stuff in my cache,"she replied."You can come up with me in the morn and take what you want. There's way more stuff than I need."Hawk turned to glint back at Owl and Swift.



"What do you guys say ?"



"I say we don't know that she's got anything useful,"Jonathan 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 block up what he knew was about to happen."If she's been grabbing stuff from all around she could hold really useful stuff. We could be giving up a treasure treasure trove of goodies."He heard Swift feed a dismissive razz next to him and Hawk gave him a arse look.



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



"What's it gon na be girl, you gon na be nice or do we have to be nasty ?"She looked between them for a moment then closed her eyes as her body 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 small nod and reached up to the fastening of the suit. With a slowly, defeated motion she undid the zip and pulled it down. Then pushed the suit off, sliding it down over her boots to reveal her almost naked consistence. Only a small pair of scanty covered her."And the pantie girl,"mortarboard ordered sharply. She glanced up and Owl could see the shame in her centre as she pushed her panties down then stood naked in battlefront of them apart from her knee-high boots.



Her soma increased Owl's certainty that she was in her teen. He had seen that she was small and her trope matched that. Small, one shot pert breasts with pale brown mamilla. A straight stomach that showed the same levels of starvation that everyone felt since the fall. A blind drunk buns and firm thin out stage. If he had been seeing her naked in any other situation than this Owl would have been very pull to her. She was very sexy and had a Nice cute grimace, under the level of soil. But, knowing what was about to encounter to her, all he felt was disgrace and sorrow. She looked up at them and Owl felt her gaze hover for a few mo on his chemical reaction. Her eyes flashed with savvy as she caught his expression.



"Very nice,"mortarboard growled."Get over her girl, I'm first."He ordered as he began to disinvest. She moved forwards with obvious reluctance. By the time she had reached him hawk had stripped naked. He reached forward to grab the back of her head and pulled her into him. Planting his mouthpiece on her's he gave her a surd forceful buss."Fuck you're hot,"war hawk muttered as he broke the kiss, rubbing himself against her."Can you sense how concentrated you've made me. I'm gon na fuck you so hard girl."She gasped softly and her eyes flashed with veneration. Before she could respond in any early way hawk grabbed her by her buns and lifted her up. Twisting her around he pinned her against one of the metal threshold in the tunnel walls. In the old Day, it had been how workers got into the machinery of the old railroad track. Now it was rusted shut and never used. Pressing her back into the door, his men now wrapped around the bottom of her second joint Hawk pushed against it. With a firmly knife thrust, he slammed himself into her. She cried out, Owl shut his eyes at the acute cry. He heard the sound of Hawk fucking her hard. The slap of his flesh into hers and her sharp cries.



"Oh god, please,"she began to beg. Making Owl open his eyes to see why."Please not so rough, it's too much, it's hurting. Please, unnn ohhhh no."She gasped the words between precipitous 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 poking. The woman's oculus shut tight as she realised he was not going to stop. Her attempts at begging fading into piercing cries. Her physical structure shaking with each thrust as she was driven into the alloy 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 block him or get Hawk to stop him. Instead, he again closed his eye to cut off the image. But the look of nuisance and terror on her face was etched on his visual sense. For various instant the only audio were the clank as her organic structure was driven into the doorway, interracial with her sharp squeals and war cry. war hawk's soft grunts were all but muffled amongst the early phone. Next to him, Owl could hear Jonathan Swift, breathing hard as he watched. After what was only minutes but felt longer to Owl, and almost certainly felt like an age to the woman hawk snarled sharply.



"screw, I'm gon na cum inside your twat girl,"he snapped. Owl's eyes snapped exposed at the words.



"God, no you can't please,"she gasped then her words stopped. Her heart went wide-eyed and she opened her mouth in a silent gasp as Hawk push back hard into her and held himself inside her. His torso shuddering as he came, his face twisted into a feral maze of desire. Owl saw two lines of tear running down her cheek and he felt ashamed at witnessing this.



Once he had finished coming mortarboard pulled out of her. Releasing her sharply. It was only by a quick movement to lower her branch that stopped her falling to the floor. As it was she began to go under 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 large 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 tour now."With that he pushed her against the concrete engine 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 trousers down. He pushed her wooden leg apart and pressed himself against her.



"Please, consecrate me a chance to…"Her words ended in a sharp squeal as Swift rammed into her punishing and rich. Owl grimaced at the infliction in her cry.



"shtup your cunt's so tight."Dean Swift hissed to her as he began to thrust in and out."shtup me, God she really is fucking tight."He glanced over towards hawk."Dude, I think she was a Virgo. We've got ourselves a full phase of the moon on virgin,"he shouted. Owl was the only one who could see her formula and saw the abasement on it that confirmed Dean Swift's speculation. Swift grabbed her whisker, pulling her pass 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 hip into the edge of the block. Her case screwing up in pain in the neck as he did.

"Did you like it, having mortarboard piece of ass you hard for your first time ? Was it practiced having a hard cock inside that tight little bitch ?"Swift hissed in her ear as he rammed in again and again. Then pushed her back down on the blockage and began to push up into her with speedy, hard movements."Fuck, your cunts so good. Not had a virgin before, fuck it feels good."He continued, keeping up a commentary on how much he was enjoying fucking her. On how tight she was, how hot it felt being inside her. She began to claw at the block, then tried to strain back to push him off her, to piddle him blockade. He grabbed her hands and pinned them against her back. Holding her down and driving into her with harsh thrusts.

"Oh no you fucking trollop, 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 bang her. Each thrust pushed her into the concrete. His cargo area was pinning her down onto it. Her face twisted in pain and care as she was taken, ineffective to do anything early than lay over the block and let him use her. It took Swift longer than mortarboard to finally come in. All the prison term he continued with his nasty comments 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 snaffle Sceloporus occidentalis and throttle him. When western fence lizard finally did come he gave her no warning. Just drove into her and emptied himself inside her. She screwed her eyes shut as he filled her with his sperm. Once he had emptied himself into her he pulled back and looked down between her legs.

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

"Good nookie isn't she,"mortarboard said. Swift nodding in answer."Come on Owl, your play,"Hawk added, looking over at Owl who took a half step back and gave a small shake of his head.

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

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

"In that vitrine, you can acquire your play. She agreed to let us all take our number,"war hawk told him with a firm construction 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 floor, Owl saw her watching what was going on. She could see his reluctance, she glanced over to mortarboard and caught the way he was glaring at Owl. Then she turned back to Owl and gave him a small nod. Her construction of understanding showed him what she meant by the nod. He moved towards her, still incertain if he had correctly read her substance. As he approached she clambered to her metrical unit. Then she reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a hard almost desperate osculation. Owl was too scandalize to respond at first then kissed her back. After a few moments, she broke the kiss then moved her header so her mouth were by his ear.

"I get it,"she whispered to him."Do it, just don't be rough please."Owl lifted his mind to expect at her in the center and gave her a small nod. Then she ran her hands down his movement to the bottom of his shirt. Pulling it up she yanked it over his school principal. Then she reached down to undo his trouser. Pushing them down and releasing his now rock hard cock. She sank down to the base, 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 saturnine eyes that were red from her binge and her face streaked by them. He gave her as reassuring grin as he could. Her reply was a weak, uncertain smile.

"cum on dude, stop messing around and love the little slattern,"Swift snapped sharply. Owl closed his middle tightly in disgust. But knew at the like sentence that if he did not act soon then the former two would react. So, he moved between her melt off second joint and positioned his cock at her entrance. Feeling the passion coming off her and the wetness left over from the early two men fucking her. A mix of their cum and her natural succus. With a single, slow jabbing he entered her and could not hold in his groan as he felt her bitch opening around him. Fuck, they were correct she was very closely. 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 consequence. Letting both of them get used the feel of him being in her. She slowly opened her optic to look up at him, reaching up to wrap 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. She gave a modest grunt and he moaned softly at the sensation of being inside her. He began to thrust into her again and again, feeling his cock stretching her cunt. Feeling her tightness around him, the affectionateness and wetness inside her. As he began to get into a rhythm of driving force he felt her moving under him. Softly at firstly, but soon she was rocking with his thrusts. Pushing her articulatio coxae up into his thrusting. Unconcious, provisionary movement in response to his. Her one leg lifted up to curl over his second joint.

With her activity urging him on Owl began to throw harder. His worries about the post and what his two ‘ acquaintance'had just put her through attenuation. Replaced by luxuria and heating system as his rage rose with each push. He felt her hands Robert Floyd Curl Jr. into his whisker and her soft torso 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 speed and king as his lecherousness grew. He reached one hand up to cup her chief. His former hand curling around her little tit, softly kneading it with his fingers. Feeling her breathing as it grew tighter with each thrust. Soon he was fighting not to simply take her firmly 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. Letting him see that she meant it. He gave a small nod and let his body take over. His jabbing increasing instantly in magnate and speed. Driving himself into her backbreaking and mystifying. She grunted under him, sharp gasp of tactual sensation. Owl moaned with each thrust, feeling his rooster driving force totally into her ardent deepness. As his thrusts increased in king so did his Passion. He could sense his soundbox rising towards its vertex. Pushed there by the feel of her soft body under him. The feeling of her affectionate puss stretching around his hammer. The tone of her rocking under him, moving to swallow every jab. The sounds she made with each thrust. Not the shrieking and son of a bitch that Hawk and Swift forced out of her. If she had been making those strait Owl knew his cock would receive tried to contract back into his body in disgust. But, she was gasping softly, minuscule moans of spirit that urged him on.

"Yes, please oh,"she moaned looking up at him with half closed heart. Her arms and stage wrapped tighter around him. Pulling him into her body. He pumped his pelvic girdle fast, driving into her as she opened her physical structure for him.

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

"That's it Owl boy, fuck that slut, come in her cunt."He heard Sceloporus occidentalis maze but ignored him. Instead, he watched the char's response to his imminent orgasm. She gave a slight smile.

"Come 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 time he held himself in her twat as he came.

"FUCK YES !"He groaned emptying himself into her. She gasped and gave a minor shudder still clinging to him. Her fount buried into his chest. Holding her tight he kissed the top of her head, groaning into her hair as his sexual climax ran its form. Emptying his seed inside her as she shuddered under him. When his climax ended he gently released her, she uncurled from around him. Her typeface 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 heavy and recovering. Owl stared at her, thinking how practically he would have prefered to be with her in any other situation. Not like this, not after what his two companions had done to her. She was an attractive young fair sex and did not merit what had happened to her. His opinion 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 time for a drink to celebrate."Owl looked at him blankly. He honestly did not think this was a time to celebrate anything. Gustavus Franklin Swift walked yesteryear and also gave Owl a slap on the book binding. With his eyes down he followed them as they moved away from the charwoman and into their master place. past times their sleeping tail and towards the eating area where war hawk had set up a still to make alcohol. Not that it tasted good, or was probably good for them. As they walked Owl heard Jonathan Swift and Hawk talking.

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

"I'm going to fuck her butt following,"Swift replied."I bet it's so fucking tight."

"tinker's dam, I want to have a go at it her bum now."Hawk said,"luckily we've got all Nox to fuck her. She's ours to do what we want to. Let's pay her a short while to rest, let her recollect she's safe. Then we'll all fuck her over and over, mess her up. If we do it right we can make up her tell us where her stash is and go grab it."Swift nodded and gave Hawk a puke smile.

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

"Of course, I know how you get off on that."Sceloporus occidentalis's smile grew handsome and sicker. Owl stopped sharply, no ! He was not going to let them do this again. Not to her, she was so Thomas Young, so sinless. He still heard the other woman's screeching in his pipe dream from three month ago. He was not going to have another woman's thigh-slapper in his mind.

He moved back, away from the other two. Neither of them noticed, too busy discussing their plans for the woman. Swift saying how he loved being inside a woman as he killed her. The thought made Owl sense ill. When he was sure the twain had not realised he turned and moved quickly back into the log Z's country. Even after being with the pair for four calendar month Owl still kept almost all his stuff packed up. A substance abuse left over from his clock 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 items and engorge them into his backpack. Just as he was about to head back to the char he stopped. He needed one more matter, just in case.

He scurried over to where hawk slept, his gaze on the entrance to the room expecting war hawk or Jonathan Swift to appear at any moment. When they did not Owl crouched down and began to work at the wall. Hawk had kept this hide 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 trap. Even though Owl was shaking as he disarmed it and opened the panel. What if he had not seen the proper disarm operation ? When the control board opened and nothing happened Owl relaxed. Quickly he reached in and grabbed what he was after. His digit curling around the hind end of the sawn-off shotgun he had spotted war hawk checking. Next to it was a pile of shell that Owl grabbed as well. A immediate handicap showed that the gun was loaded. Moving back to his clique he shoved the shells into the inner circle and put the gun on the top where he could easily get it if needed. Now armed he picked up his coterie and as quietly as he could pull up stakes the room. A quick glance showed that the other two were still drinking and chatting. Owl moved out and headed quickly to the charwoman. She was curled up into a fuddled ball against the paries. Her trunk shaking with soft shit. Owl's heart cracked at the sight and at his part in causing her this pain. Carefully he moved towards her and gently pressed his hand to her shoulder.

"Hey, you have to get up,"he said in a low whispering. 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 restrain taking you, getting rougher and rougher until they kill you. They've done it before."mortarboard hissed sharply."You need to get garbed and we need to pass on now."

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

"Remember that other tunnel I told you about, we can go there. Hideout for the night, then you can go your way and I'll fountainhead mine. If you don't you're dead."She looked up at him blinking for a few present moment."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 groundwork 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 spatter on his anger.

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

"But, the job is that you both know about this place,"Hawk said in an almost easygoing smell."If you get caught you might distinguish others about us."As he said this Swift took a measure sideways. Opening a pocket-size gap between them, while putting him in a better position to aggress. Owl caught the crusade and frowned.

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

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

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

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

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

"Do you honestly think we're going to let you just leave."Hawk snapped, Owl spotted the speedy coup d'oeil he swapped with Swift and knew what was about to happen. The distich burst into motility. Swift sprinting out a pair of stairs to the border of what used to be the place platform. Trying to get out of Owl's targeting R-2. Using his swiftness to hold back from being hit. However, like Hawk he had underestimated how good Owl's eyesight was. As fast as Swift could move it seemed like he was running through glop to Owl. He quickly moved the gun to aim right at Swift and pulled the trigger once. The scattergun roared, the strait increased by the walls of the burrow. Owl flicked the gun back to mortarboard, aiming it straight at his chief and pulling the trigger again to fire the second barrel.

The slam at Swift slammed into his dresser, turning it into a bloody jam instantly. His f number was so fast that he actually took three footstep forwards, running along the sharpness of the program, before his soundbox slumped down. It slipped to the floor and bounced off the platform dropping out of quite a little onto the old tracks below. mortarboard's head simple exploded as the shell slammed into it. His boldness vanishing and the vertebral column of his skull bursting like an eggshell in a atomizer of blood, bone, and brains. He dropped where he stood, crumpling into a peck and slumping backwards to lay, fortunately with his headland almost out of heap. The woman screamed at the sound of the gunshot, 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 movement deep in the depth of the tunnel."shit, I hoped they wouldn't be around."He muttered.

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

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

"burrow body snatcher, I thought they were just a story to bar people hiding in these tunnels."

"Nope, they're veridical and there's a large number 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 number look and we really don't want to be here when they see the bodies. seize your jump suit and let's get out of here."As he spoke he could see build moving up the tunnel. Humanoid flesh that moved in the most cold-blooded mode. The woman quickly grabbed her dress and yanked them on as Owl led her down the tunnel. Behind them could be heard a warbling disturbance as the ghouls approached, the haphazardness turned into a snarling as they spotted the organic structure.

Owl led the woman out of the burrow entranceway, checking to stool sure the way was clear. Spotting no movement he quickly ran the few hundred feet to the early tunnel incoming and opened it to let her in.

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

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

"We,"she started then looked away from him in an stymie personal manner."You don't have to entrust, 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 stay around. It's bettor to be with mortal in this world, 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 consequence before slowly nodding his agreement."Good, in that caseful my name is Tiff."She told him and held her hand out for him to shake. 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 prevent her rubber now for as long as she would let him .