Forsaken: Chapter I - The Long Road Home

[Grape Me]

Millie

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They marched across the waste for quite sometime, the morning sun slowly coming over the horizon. Looking in the distance, Millie could see nothing but empty land and mountains. In this area, making some quick dash would probably end up with a bullet to the head, so that card is off the table. She lowered her head at looked down at the ground, kicking up dust. Well, looks like there's nothing to do now except wait. Good news is, seems like these humans are a little more sane than the usually. Bad news is, she's still a prisoner.

The leader of the group raises a fist, ordering the group to stop. It was so sudden that Millie accidentally bumps into Carter who is in front of her. He looks over his shoulder at Millie for a moment, giving a reassuring smile, then turns his attention back to the front. The fellow soldiers peered through their rifle scopes, keeping a look out. The man in charge takes a good minute observing the surroundings, squinting his eyes. After about a full minute of this, he turns to the men next to the prisoners. "All right, bag em'." With that, the trooper closest to Millie pulls up some dark brown sack and covers her head, obscuring the world in darkness. It felt uncomfortably warm and itchy, but with her hands bound behind her back Millie couldn't really take it off or adjust it. There was some muffled talking, a silence, and then... back to marching. They walked... and walked... and walked, several times the guard behind Millie would nudge her in the right direction or to hurry her up. After about 20 minute they stopped again and there was some muffled shouting, a sound of a gate opening, and than a lot of little noises here and there. The bags were removed, the morning sun now high enough to make Millie squint her eyes from the light. As her sight adjusted, the surroundings soon became visible. They were in a walled off Salvation Army base, well defended and well fortified. Several men and a few women around the camp were busy doing their designated tasks but a few of them took the moment to look at the prisoners, some of them sneering in response.

The leader of the group they were with was met by a uniformed lady, probably the person in charge around here. She took a glace at the captives and then signaled two of her men to take Millie and them away. The two guards led the group into a small, single story building that had the looks of a barracks. Entering, rows of cells after cells could be seen, all of them empty. They were led to the back and then pushed inside. One of the guards locked the gate behind them and they left, leaving the prisoners alone in the cramped space. After a few minutes, Carter looked around at his fellow comrades. "Everybody alright?"

They remained silent. Riley was the first to speak up. "Julia..."

There was another silence and then Carter gave a nod. "Julia was a good soldier... a good friend... she won't be forgotten." Carter then took a look over at Millie. "I'm sorry you had to get draged into this... uh Miles." They sat around the cell, waiting for what was to come.

Garian Jorell

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Sally groaned, "Fuck you Garian. If they haven't killed your friends already there's no way you could take on so many SA on your own. Your out numbered and out gunned." She took a moment to look at her hand, even though dressed the blood was starting to seep through. Quite similar circumstances if Garian were to look at his own injury. She let out a weak chuckle. "I hope that wound sends you to hell Garry boy." They trekked for quite awhile, following the footprints in the wastes. If Garian listened closely while whistling his tune, he could make out Sally mumbling something, not sure what though.

After a good 30 minutes or so, Garian could just make out an SA camp. It appeared to have been a newer one, as Garian had never seen or been to this one before. To scout it out, Garian decided to move himself and his captive to the hilly side adjacent to the base. He crawled up the hill slowly, attempting to get a good look at what he's up against. It was well defended and well fortified, a single main gate serving as the entrance and exit. There were two guard towers with snipers on duty, one tower at the gate and the other one opposite of the compound. There were about four military buildings set up, all quite small relative to the size of the camp. As Garian scanned however, something caught his eye. His friends! They were being led to the building furthest to the back of them camp. At least they were alive. Now... just need to think of a plan to get them. It was true, he was out numbered. It looked as if there may be about 30, maybe 40. However, it appeared some were gearing up to leave. Sally looked over at Garian and made a slight smile. "So what's the plan genius? Waltz right up there and see if they play nice?" She said giving a laugh.

Dax Sierra

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Terri smiled and reach over Dax, turning off the light. Then darkness. They drifted off, cuddling and snuggling each other. It didn't take long to fall asleep, and Dax could tell, this would be a good one.


The sound of bullets rang! Dax was running... running from what? His heart was pounding, his lungs were burning, and then... a cry. It was Terri! Dax turned around to see her covered in blood, head to toe. She whispered the words... "Help me."
Then... All was silent. All was Dark. Dax was alone. Dax looked around but there was nothing to see. He tried calling out, yelling Terri's name, but nothing escaped his lips. A dark voice began to speak. "Something is coming... all will perish."

Dax awoke, jerking his head up. His heart was racing a hundred miles per hour. He instinctively looked around and noticed he was safe in the bunker, Terri laying with her head on his chest sound asleep. It... it was a dream? He rested his head back on the pillow and looked over at the alarm clock. 7:21AM. It is about time to get ready for the morning scavenge (and recon mission).

[Grape Me]

Ziba Devorka

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Katherine "Cat" Drelken

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The raider held her down by the shoulders while he sat atop of her. One of his hands searched her outfit, looking for a zipper or such to take off her top. Little did her know however that this was on her back. He leaned forward a little more to put pressure on her, he kissed her closing his eyes. Cat's squirming seemed to stop all together at this point. She moved her free hands around the room while he kissed her, searching for the chemicals she had been making. She found one of them! Now she just needed the other. She moved this one hand behind her back to hide the item. When JJ broke the kiss and looked back down at her outfit, he seemed a little irritated. He didn't really make any progress on removing it. He looked over to the side and found the knife, pulling it up to her neck. "Well sweetie, don't make any sudden moves or you might get a little cut, understand?" She didn't say anything but she didn't need to. He slowly moved the knife down and began cutting away through the middle, from the neck line down to her mid chest. Her cleavage began to become exposed, straining against the fabric. She needed to find the other chemical and fast! While he was preoccupied, Cat moved her hand around to search for the other item. JJ smiled, he likes what he sees. He moves his hand and peels off the outfit from her chest, exposing her glorious mounds. "Beautiful." He leans forward and begins suckling on them, bitting down on the nipple every once and while. Cat can't help but to moan and squirm a bit from the feeling. His free hand moved down between her legs and rubbed her lips through the fabric, trying to turn her on. She turned her head away from him for a moment. There was the other chemical! She reached with her hand as far as she could be it is impossible. Cat will have to get JJ off of her to even get it.

Suraru

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[That_One_Guy]

Garian smiled at her and pulled up his coat and scarf, covering his face. And, with his good hand, reached into a pocket and pulled out his sunglasses and lifted the hood he wore under his coat over his head to cover his face. "I'm a scavenger, you fought with me and lost, i'm going to trade you for some of the prisoners. As slaves to sell, if all goes well, you'll be back in your home and treated fairly well, if you don't like what they do here to women who can't fight, then I'll let you help me save my friends and take you back to our camp to get fixed up, join our group, and what have you. But any plans to blurt out what I'm going to do and I'll cut out your tongue and permently scar your face and leave you there whilst I kill a few of your friends and retreat.

With that said, he stooped down and prepared himself, hiding a blade in his coat sleeve like before and two pistols in his boots, a shotgun in his jacket and an Assault rifle over his shoulder. Two more pistols in secret pockets inside his coat and two more on his belt. He wouldn't be reloading, he'll have to make due with his armanents, but he made sure to keep some ammo on his body just in case. With that done, he grabbed his backpack and started towards the camp, dragging his prisoner along.

[[Brand_Name]]

Cat felt a rush of fear enter her stomach. She stopped squirming for a second and laid motionless, paralyzed with fear, when she thought of what might happen if JJ managed to take off her entire suit. She shook herself out of the nightmare and tried to focus on the situation at hand. She doubled her efforts when he leaned down and began to kiss her with his foul-tasting lips. She took advantage of his closed eyes and managed to find one of her ingredients, and almost screamed with joy when she did so. She was halfway there! Finally, he broke the disgusting kiss, but fear once again struck her hard when he slowly cut through her tight suit and began to expose her tits. She felt awful- only once before had anybody seen her like this- when she was gangraped by her parents' killers. She had to escape! When he began to suck her tits, she felt even worse. She wouldn't hesitate to kill this asshole when she had the chance. Then he bit down a bit, causing her some pain. She felt the slightest tinge of some unfamiliar feeling, and felt guilty for feeling it. She hated this man and what he had already done to her. When he began to rub her lips, that feeling multiplied and Cat knew she needed to escape immediately or else he would cause her unspeakable pain. She took advantage of his preoccupation and slid a quick glance to her side, where she hoped the final ingredient would be. And there it was- just out of army's reach! She couldn't get to it from this position with JJ on top of her. While he was in the least advantageous position he ever would be while on top of her (leaning back to rub her clit made him unable to put as much pressure on Cat's shoulders), She doemulated a desparate plan. She would have to do her best to try to push him off of her with one strong heave, quickly put together the mixture, throw it at him and close her eyes and ears, then get past him and get the hell out of this nightmare.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

"Hm. I guess we should take out Lester first, then finish the rest off. But if they try attacking, take as many out as you can." Claire says. She sighs and stretches as well. She gets up and walks around. "I'm starting to feel a little better. Maybe I was just hungry or dehydrated" she says. She stretches some more and then pulls out her sword. She practices some moves and then puts her sword away. She takes out the gun Riko handed her and practiced shooting it (not actually pulling the trigger). Afterwards, she puts away the gun and takes out her throwing knives. She swipes in the air with them and then throws one after another at a wall. Claire walks over and grabs the two (She has 5 right?). She sighs and walks over to Riko. "Um, whenever you're ready to go."

[SugarCookie]

Millie nods, but smiles at Carter. She knows it's not his fault, and she wants him to know this. Should something happen to them, it would help him rest in peace. However Millie isn't the one for giving up, she checks her pockets of junk to see if they missed anything that might be useful. Then she explores and observes everything she can, testing her bonds and the exit to the room she is locked in. There has to be a way out, there is always a way out.

[daxtinator396]

Dax moved lightly in his sleep and he was scared as he ran away from the bullets. What was happening! Something... something was coming he had to keep going! And then he heard a sound that made his blood run cold. Terri. He whipped his head back and saw her in a horrifying state,"No!" He tried to scream but no sound come out. Then the bone chilling voice... he awoke in a cold sweat and as he started to lift himself up.but her head on his chest stopped him,"Terri... its time to wake up. Its time for the mission..." He said with a small shake in his voice.

[Grape Me]

Suraru

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Scarlet gives him a mischievous grin, examining his slowly hardening length through the fabric. She can tell that it must be painful trapped in there. Teasingly she presses her thigh against it, lifting her hands up to cup and message her now exposed breasts. She bends down and gives a gentle kiss on Suraru's lips, her sweet taste entering his mouth. She twirls her tongue along, twining with his own. Her free hand starts to undo his garments, teasing him as she does so. She gives a gentle bite onto his tongue, giving a giggle of satisfactory. The fact that Suraru's hands were tied up made it hard to help her out, but it seemed she knew what she was doing. However, it seemed the ropes were sort of loose, and with effort Suraru could free himself. Alcohol was still in his system however, so his coordination is probably not at its peak.

(I continued from where you last let off, I hope this is alright).

Garian Jorell

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Sally listened to his words, giving a look of disbelief. She wanted to argue but decided against it, shutting her mouth as she watch Garian prepare. "I... hope you know what you're doing." With those final words Garian took his equipment, dragging Sally along and he strode down to the SA camp. As he walked along he could see it was indeed well fortified, several guard posts around the base with sand bags at the outer entrance to greet friends... as well as foes. The guard towers (the one at the front and back) each had a sniper on duty, and it didn't take long for one to spot him. "HALT!" Came a cry from the guard tower. Garian stopped in his tracks, he knew the sniper already had him in his sights. Turning back now would probably be suicide. The dust blew, the wind ruffling Garian's scarf. There was a long, lingering silence.

The Sniper began shouting some words to the guards bellow. Garian couldn't make out exactly what, but he assumed it had to do with his arrival. Two out of the 6 guards bellow began to approach, heavy assault rifles in their hands. They didn't look so tough, Garian assuming he could take them in a fist fight, but the fact that there were more guards around and the sniper suggest not trying anything stupid. They stopped a good few feet in front of Garian and Sally, making sure to keep their distance. "This is SA territory! State your business!" One of the patrols noticed the prisoner, recognizing her. "Sally? What is going on here?!" Both guards raised their weapons at Garian.

Ziba Devorka

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Cae

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Katherine "Cat" Drelken

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Cat knew this was her only chance, and she had to take it. In the heat of the moment, cat used all her weight to push against the raider atop of her, every inch of strength pressed against him. JJ lost his balance, cursing her loudly as he fell back against the wall. She wasted no time! Cat quickly sprung to her feet, swiping the ingredient off the floor as she mixed it with the other. Turning around, she tossed the concoction at JJ, closing her eyes and ears and she made a break for the door. She could here a "What tha-" BOOM! The sheer force of the explosion sent Cat flying out the room, crying out as she slammed into a empty shelf. Her ears rang loudly, Cat's whole body felt like it was on fire. Groaning, she shifted herself onto her side, checking herself. Despite her clothing nearly being scorched and ripped off her body, it seemed she had little to no wounds. Her left leg hurt profoundly, and as tried to lift herself back up it buckled underneath her and she fell down. Dammit! This wasn't the time or place for this to be happening!

"What the fuck was that!" came a yell from the other side of the supermarket. It was the other raiders! Cat needed to think of something, and fast! Looking down the aisles left and right, it seemed to be little hope of escape. However, there was a counter just a little ways away. Maybe she could hide underneath it!

Mack

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Mack woke slowly, the morning sun creeping over the horizon. Opening his eyes lazily, Mack checked his surroundings. The fire from last night was now reduced to nothing but ash, his supplies kept tucked neatly by his side. The position of the sun made Mack assume it was about 7 in the morning... time to get up. Mack picked himself off the ground, stretching from head to toe as his body slowly came to life. The early morning breeze rolled by, a slight chill running down Mack's spine. Well... better get a move on.

Mack, looking down at his equipment, would notice it was indeed not much. He lived off the land, traveling settlement to settlement selling what he hunted for supplies. It was a rough life, having its ups and downs... but Mack couldn't help but enjoy it. But... what really could be enjoyed? After all, he lived in a nuclear wasteland. The dust blew underneath him, the shifting sands of barren waste telling him it's time to go. He pack up his goods and prepared himself for the morning journey. Currently Mack was close to the trading center of "The Crossroads." He knew the rumors, that it was run by the infamous Black Ties. The fact of the matter was that he didn't have many options. With the next settlement possibly miles away, this was his best bet to make trade. The Crossroads attracted all kinds of business, and with it being the number one hot spot for merchants in The Great Ruin, it couldn't be the better place to go. Mack was able to get some slabs of meat from yesterdays hunt, but he was dangerously low on water. It seems best for him to head to The Crossroads and get the essentials, maybe catch some rumors or make a bargain.

Mack took a deep breath. He couldn't help but to feel that today was a different day... today would be the start of his real "adventure," or possibly survival. His choices would shape his path, what would be his story?

Dax Sierra

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Terri gave a little groan, clearly tired. She even looked cute in her sleep, her tired complexion seeming to glow as she laid on Dax's chest. The fact that Terri was still breathing was enough for Dax to give a sigh of relief, but the dark image of the nightmare still was clear in his mind. Was... was it a dream? It must have been... but it seemed... no, it felt so real.

Terri nuzzled her face into Dax's chest, burying it into him before tilting her head up to his. She gave him a weak but loving smile, opening her eyes lazily as she slowly woke up. "Hey Daxy," she murmured softly, before giving him a kiss on the cheek. As her eyes adjusted, however, she could see Dax's uneasy expression. "What's wrong?" she asked a concern. Terri sat herself on the bed now, wanting to make sure Dax was alright.

[That_One_Guy]

Garian showed them his speed as he had one of his blades fall out of his coat sleeve and aimed at her neck, "No sudden movements, boys, your friend here decided to try and ambush me with some of her friends, unfortunately for her she didn't expect me to put up a fight." He told them and smiled behind the scarf, "I've come here to make a trade, you see when she attacked me, my cargo of slaves ran off as well. So I'd like to be re-compensated." He began, looking at the soldiers, "You all probably have some prisoners here, prisoners marked for execution or personal slaves, I'd like them in exchange for her. If you do not agree, then I'll take her and trade her to your enemies." He told them and smiled, "Oh, and before you plan on killing both of us, I defeated her hours ago, what took me so long to get here was that I decided to plant mines and explosives along all your trade routes in case you decide that it'd be easier to shoot either of us." He told them which wasn't exactly a lie, that was the original reason he had gone out in the first place. "So if you kill me, or my prisoner here, than those explosives stay where they are, hidden until your caravans come through."

[Voff]

While scratching the sleep out of his eyes Mack could not shake the feeling that today was the start of something new. The fact that he was heading towards The Crossroads led him to believe that this "something new" was most likely trouble. The Crossroads was most definitely not high on his list of places he wanted to visit, but it did not seem he had much of a choice at this point. He checked his supplies once more even though he knew exactly what he had left. He was, as the other times he had checked his supplies recently, hoping that his water supply would miraculously increase so that he had more options. It did not. Maybe he could get some more water in trade for some of the meat he had, though that still meant that he had to continue on to The Crossroads.

He packed up his stuff and did his best to cover up the tracks from his camp site. There was no reason to leave any tracks out here in the wilds. There was however a lot of reasons not to leave any tracks, where most of those where the creatures who roamed the wastes or the odd bandit looking for someone to get a jump on. He took a last look at the site before he headed off towards The Crossroads. Keeping his crossbow ready for some easy prey on his way. Hopefully he would find something worthwhile when he arrived, but all he can do for now was wait and see.

[daxtinator396]

Dax nodded,"I... I just had a bad dream. Promise to stay close to me today. Noatter what. I don't have good feelings... let's get ready. And carry heavy alright?" He said as he gently pushed her off his chest and sat up. He pulled her up with him and gave her a light kiss on the lips,"Together we can surely handle it though." He said with a smile. No dream would keep him down... it was just a dream. And even still he would prepare.

[[Brand_Name]]

Cat threw the cocktail together and sped out of the room, unable to conceal the grin on her face from the sweet taste of victory. However, it was short-lived, as the concoction made an explosion much bigger and more violent than she'd anticipated. It threw her into the wall opposite the door and tore off portions of her suit. When she checked for injuries, she saw that she wasn't critically injured, but only had a crippled leg. That would make running and sneaking infinity more difficult. Then she realized that the explosion had torn off the part of her suit covering most of her backside and upper legs. Now, all that was covered was her feet, her calves, one thigh, a small part of her ass, her stomach and lower back, and her arms. JJ had cut open the thin layer covering her chest, so now her tits and ass flopped around uncontrollably. Nonetheless, scores of raiders would be here any second, so she summoned up the willpower and hurled herself underneath the nearest counter. She checked her back to make sure Viper, her crossbow, was unharmed by the blast. It appeared so- only the thinnest parts of her suit had been removed. She really ought to change that- it was stupidly impractical. She loaded her crossbow and laid in wait to strike if necessary. Screw the food, she just needed to get the hell out of here.

[Noosie]

Garian Jorrel

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After a few moments of tense silence, both men glancing at each other without taking their guns off Garian, the one on the left speaks.

"Bullshit. Maybe you've got that much ordinance, but nobody's stupid enough to waste it on a few shithead prisoners. The moment you get clear you'll blow it anyway, if you have it. Put down the knife, take off the scarf, and then we'll talk. Sally, you okay?"

It's clear the man isn't as confident as he's trying to let on, but that doesn't change the fact that he's got a gun, and he knows where to point it. Both guards split up and begin to circle away from being between Garian and the camp, backing up a bit and keeping their guns on him. They clearly aren't taking many chances with someone that managed to take Sally hostage.

Mack

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Despite the lack of miraculous abundances of water, fortune seems to favor the long-time scavenger. Or, as much as it can favor anyone who it blows so far off course. As things stand, Mack finds himself walking over the crest of a small hill - more a mound of dirt, really - and into what makes to be a very dangerous or very profitable situation. An old world store with some sort of conflict going on inside. Smoke rises from a broken window, and shouted profanity follows. There are a few spiked heads on display nearby, so it's likely that the place has raiders in it, but they might be distracted by whatever's going on inside.

Katherine "Cat" Drelken

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"What the fuck was that!"

The Raiders shouts come in many flavors, and half as many languages, but the gist of them is consistent enough to cover any language gaps. Based on the pounding of feet and the number of shouts, there are at least six raiders in the area, two of them fairly close to the room she'd just left. As the pair of men come pounding down the aisles guns in hand, Kat gets a brief look at them: Filthy, wearing leather and hand-made clothing, and both twitchy as hell. If that weren't bad enough, they both smell faintly of rotten meat and gunpowder. In another moment they'll be through the door and see whatever's left of JJ, but right now Kat has a partial view of them and they don't know she's there.

Her Viper loads without any problems and is ready to shoot, but a few of her throwing knives came loose in the blast and are on the ground nearby. The parts of her suit they used to be tucked in mostly aren't there anymore, but it could've been worse.

[Voff]

Mack had never favoured the misfortune of others, but unfortunately other peoples problems are some peoples opportunity. He started to make his way towards store as stealthily as he could. Listening in to hear what they said. Since he header voices he assumed they were more then one. He had never killed before and would like to keep that record as long as he could. The fact that it would not last for ever was to real. The smoke from the windowed burned his eyes as he tried to make a quick peak inside and his mistake was further rewarded as he knocked his head with the side of the window as he withdrew it from sight.

He kept as silent as he could, listening to hear what they had to say, to see if he had given away his presence. If he was undiscovered why not wait the situation out and see if they left anything usable. Raiders do not have to be smart, but whether these raiders were or not was to be seen.

[[Brand_Name]]

Kat knew that they would scour the place to find the source of the disturbance- her- and then she could only hope that they wouldn't hurt her too bad. She thought it was best if they were killed, or at least their numbers were lowered, to increase her chances for escape. With a view of the two raiders from under the table, she aimed Viper at one of their supple vulnerable necks and let the arrow fly. She only had a few bolts left, but the panic resulting from the death of his friend should buy her enough time to load the other bolt and kill the second man. Or at least, that was what she hoped.

[That_One_Guy]

Garian continued watching them, his identity still hidden from them, "It's fine if you don't trust me, but it's my word and I tend to keep my word. Your choices are also limited since your friend here is bleeding out pretty badly, you'll have to make your choice soon before she dies." He told them, watching as they circled him, both guns in his sleeves ready to spring out and kill them at a moments notice if they so much as think about shooting him, "I just want my prisoners and the exchange will be complete, if you refuse then bad things will happen and the shit will hit the fan for everyone here, you guys and myself included."