Thread: The Ruin of Mankind

Gritting her teeth, Cali fought back the urge to tense her muscles or to groan in discomfort as her bruised midsection pressed against Red's powerfully built shoulder. The pain didn't bother her nearly as much as the humiliation of being paraded around like that. The bounty hunter couldn't see very much, even when she peaked her eyelids open slightly, but she could just imagine a bunch of depraved perverts letting their gazes roam all over her. The rain felt freezing as it poured over her back, so Cali was glad when they reached some sort of cover. The night's darkness was replaced with the soft yellowish glow of lights, so whatever building that she was being taken into actually had power. Not too surprising, considering that even the ironic Las Vegas sign that she'd seen on the way through the car window was brightly lit up. It made Cali sick to think that these scumbag raiders lived better than pretty much anyone else in the wastes. Even after all the work that she'd put in and the dozens that she'd taken out, they just kept spreading like an unstoppable plague. With most people struggling just to get by, it was probably a breeze for them to recruit new members to replace any that they lost and then some. Stealing a few glances of her surroundings, Cali could see that she was in a large, open space. The only other thing of note was the shoddy desk on one side of the room, making her suspect that they were in some sort of hotel or office building from before the war. Only very few buildings from that era still survived, and this one seemed better maintained than most. Cali had been inside of a few similar buildings, mostly when she was younger. Her father would take her out scavenging, taking the time to also teach her the skills that she would need to survive if something were to happen to him, and offices were a prime hunting ground for them. Her dad had worked with computers before the war, and ever since then he'd been collecting parts to create and expand a small network in the settlement where they lived. Other than knowing the general layout of this type of building, though, Cali's experience wouldn't be very useful. On the other hand, she saw the backs of the two guards standing at the foot of the staircase while she was being carried up to the second floor, and that was quite useful information to have. Only two guards, that wasn't so bad. Of course, even if she did manage to escape from Red's clutches and get past the pair of guards, she'd still be stuck in the middle of raider central, but one step at a time. As she was being carried through a smaller room, some sort of office that had been converted into a living area, Cali's heart sank into her gut when she caught a brief glimpse through an open doorway. Chains, shackles, whips and various other unpleasant looking instruments. She gulped hard right before being unceremoniously thrown to the ground. She groaned hard as she landed painfully and ungracefully on her side, noticing that she'd been locked inside of a cage only after her captor had already closed and locked the lid. Another particularly loud crack of thunder from outside startled Cali as she pushed he back against a corner of the cage. She sat with her legs together and her knees pulled up against her chest, covering herself up as best as she could without making it too obvious that she was trying to do so. Even sitting down, the cage was so small that she could barely keep her spine straight, and it was obvious that she'd be forced to sleep in a ball on the floor like a dog. As far as she knew, she wasn't claustrophobic, but she didn't enjoy being stuck in such a small place any next than the next person, and obviously she hated being deprived of her freedom even more. She just glared silently at Red as he took a seat in front of the cage, getting comfortable while he mocked and taunted her. Of course she hadn't had a boyfriend or a husband before the war, she'd just been a child back then. Hell, she barely had any memories at all left from that time, and they were hazy ones at that. Cali couldn't even remember her own mother's face or voice, although her father had told her that they looked very much alike. Her father. Cali's amber eyes lit up with anger and loathing when the raider dared to imply something so disgusting about him. If not for those fucking metal bars containing her, Cali would have made him regret those words. As for the story about the last girl who'd been locked away in that cage before her, it made the blood in Cali's veins go cold, although her face remained stoic in an effort to appear unfazed. You try to put your tiny dick anywhere near me, you're not getting it back, she growled threateningly. We'll see how hard you fuck anyone after that, you fucking piece of trash! As unlikely as it was, Cali could only hope that the raider took her threat seriously enough to keep his hands and cock away from her.