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Fernando

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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2820 - Nov 9^th, 2021, 1:19pm

In a few minutes the Major’s convoy rolls into the convoy camp, the driver parks the major’s jeep behind the troop tents. One of the communications officers walks up to the Major.

“Excuse me, sir. I have to bring this to your attention and who you the situation. General Jastrey’s orders, you know – inform and show the highest ranking officer when this situation happens.” The communications officer says to her.

“Let’s go then.” The Major says as she follows him into the communications tent. Fernando follows them into the tent.

There were several soldiers on one side of the tent going over various radios and communications gear they had stacked on their table. The communications officer stepped up to the very end of the table and pointed to the top radio which was labeled “* US * NAVY * SUBMARINE COMMINCATIONS TRANSCEIVER *”

“That one.” The communications officer points to the radio in question.

“What of it?” The Major asks.

“General Jastrey ordered us that if that radio would start to receive a signal, to record the message being received and to notify her or the highest ranking officer on the base, which is you.” The Communications Officer says.

The major nods, “Alright then, explain to me what is going on and the importance of that radio.”

The communications Officer explains, “Usually when there is a storm, that radio picks up the random signals that the storm creates, but those signals are random in strength and form. This signal it is receiving now is uniform and has form. Though it is taking a long time, we are getting a message from it.”

“That does that message says?” The major asks.

“As far as we gathered so far, it is just a bunch of jumbled up random letters.” The communications officer says.

Copy down what you have of the message and hand over to us.” Fernando says to the communications officer. The Major nods to the communications officer to abide by the order.

In a couple of minutes, the communications officer returns with a piece of paper with what they had gathered from the message. He hands the paper to the Major who hands it over to Fernando. He looks it over. The message so far says “123QHLFDFMGXHZPIENLARAUN”

“Hmmm... this is an Engima.” Fernando says as he looks at the jumbled message of letters and numbers.

“We know it’s an enigma...” The Major begins to say.

“No, pardon me Major. This message has been encrypted by mechanical means known as an Enigma Engine. Without another Enigma Engine, you cannot decipher it.” Fernando explains.

“That is this Enigma Engine?” The Major asks.

“The Enigma Engine was a mechanical encryption device, where you press buttons of the letters of your message and a light bulb would light up with the encrypted letter. You continue pressing letters and writing down the encrypted letter until you finish encoding your message and then send the encoded message.” Fernando explains.

“What does it look like?” The major asks.

“It could be a wooden or metal box with a lower panel of buttons you would press and a panel of lights you would look up as your encoded letter. Above that was a panel where 3 combination wheels were in, each one labeled 1, 2 or 3. You open the panel and put the wheels in according to the first three numbers of the message and set the letters of the wheels to the next three letters in the message. The rest you would input into Enigma and write down the message that lights up on the board.” Fernando explains.

“Sounds familiar.” The Major says.

“Have anything like that in storage somewhere?” Fernando asks.

“Anything like that we would have is either broken or not working.” The Major says.

“What about a portable computer or electric tablet?” Fernando asks.

“Only the Library at Center Town would have that and they are restricted to their access for VIPs only.” The Major explains.

“I see. Hold on, I’ll be back.” Fernando says before he leaves the tent. He walks over to his Electric camper and goes inside, taking out his Lenovo S-10e laptop from its hiding place. He looks up the various programs he has and finds one that says “Enigma Engine Simulator.”

He activates the program and inputs the coded message. A few seconds later the text appears deciphered, “OSANIMASTHISISHECTO”

He takes a few seconds to clean up the format, getting “OS ANIMAS THIS IS HECTO...”

Putting away the laptop, he writes it down. In under a minute, he goes to back to the communications tent. Stepping up to the major, he hands her the note. She reads it.

“This is that it says?” The Major asks.

“Well, so far yes after the formatting it fixed up. The original message has no spaces or punctuations, you have to put them by hand in after the message is deciphered.” Fernando explains.

“I see.” The Major says. She then turns to the communications officers, “Keep recording that message and call me when it is done. Then we’ll see about sending a reply.”

“Unfortunately, we cannot transmit as we would need a large antenna a kilometer in length.” The Communications officer says.

“We’ll figure something out. But at the same time, if we had a frequency jammer, we could jam the airwaves. Even if we have to build a spark transmitter from a vehicle spark coil and flood the airways with spark transmissions.” Fernando says.

“You know how to build one?” The Major asks Fernando.

“They are easy to build.” The Communications Officer says.

“Would it jam the signal on that radio?” The Major asks.

“A spark transmitter would jam all but the strongest of signals, and this signal is not as strong as one would expect, it would be jammed.” The Communications Officer says.

“Then build one and activate it when that radio goes silent. Then copy down the message you received and give the copy to this gentle for him to try to decipher it.” The major says.

“Will do sir.” The Communications Officer says.

Fernando and the Major walk out of the Communications Tent. They continue to walk to the Kharkovchanka, discussing what has transpired. But his concerns are with the kids being fed.

“You think Hector is going to try something again?” The Major asks.

“Whatever that fool has planned will fail. After tonight, there will be a million dollar bounty on his head, he will be to scared come near any town in this area. I am more concerned about if the kids in this tank vehicle were fed.” Fernando says as he steps up to the Kharkovchanka.

“Food was being prepared to be sent to them when we left the compound to go to Wessen Town. So to my knowledge they were fed.” The Major says.

Fernando knocks on the door as he says, “When I first rolled into town, there was a heavy static of radio noise that I could not track down as it stopped after a while. Only the strongest of signals could punch right through it.”

Minerva opens the door in her EMS outfit that Fernando gave her, having heard what he said to the major. He grabs onto the handle and climbs in with the Major following in behind him. The other assigned adults to take care of the kids, were spaced out within the group of children. Fernando looks at the group and nods. The place was clean and maintained despite the crowd that was inside.

Fernando asks the Major, “Do you think it is safe for the children to play outside within the enclosed area of the vehicles?”

“Hector is our biggest threat right now, and it looks like we are safe from his actions for the time being. I trust you with this decision.” The Major explains.

“I’ll give it a go then, but first I will have to speak to the children first.” Fernando says.

The Major nods along with Minerva. They walk to the front of the group before Minerva gave a loud shrill of a whistle to get their attention. Fernando gives her an angered look for a second before turning to the children.

“Alright boys and girls, I hope you were all fed last breakfast while I was gone.” Fernando begins, with a resounding “Yes!” from the children. He continues, “I’m proud of you are able to keep the place clean and proper despite the amount of space we have here. Now, I’ll be honest with you all – Hector wants to start a war between Wessens and humans, we are not going to allow him to win which is why you were all put here for your protection. For now, the fighting has stopped, and for now, it is safe for you children to go out to play. But I need you to listen carefully to the adults around you. In case of another attack, I need you all to line up outside the door of this vehicle and then go inside quietly and quickly. Once inside, the adults will take care of you. But it has to be done quickly and quietly. So I need you to go out quietly and orderly, and play within the area of the open area the vehicles surround. Please do not go outside the area. If you need to go to the bathroom, have one of the adults take you to one of the outdoor latrines (porta-potties) to do your business. I do not know when lunch will be served but there will be a lunch and a dinner meals served. If there are not any questions, you all can put your bags by the walls and then line up by the door. We will help you all step outside.”

The children does as he say, lining up by the door. The major steps outside with Fernando following right behind her. Minerva waits by the door before sending the children out one by one. Fernando helped the children as they got off the tank vehicle. In a couple of minutes the Kharkovchanka was empty. Minerva, Minya, Abigail and Tracey step out of the vehicle last. The major and a couple of her men stayed with Fernando for the time being.

Minerva asks as Minya, Abigail and Tracey follows them, “Though breakfast was served late, is lunch going to be served late too?”

“I do not know but assume that it will be. And dinner may also be late as well.” Fernando answers.

Minerva nods and was about to walk away from then she turns to face him, “Oh. You were talking about blocking some radio communications with the major?”

“Yes, we need to stop hector from making contact with his people here. He’d deploying various ways to get into radio contact with them.” Fernando explains.

“Well, somewhere hidden we have some radio jammers that we used to keep the Lawmen from making contact with each other over long distances. When you came into town, you probably heard it on your radios.” Minerva explains.

“Can you bring in one of them in for my communications officers to look at?” The major asks.

Minerva thinks for a moment before she nods, “Yes. Yes I can.” She then looks around before yelling to the children, “Michael, David, Darlene – Up Front and Center!”

A Rabbit boy, mouse boy and sheep step up to Minerva. “You called, Ms Lee?” The Rabbit boy (Michael) asks.

“Yes. You three have your jammer nearby?” Minerva says and asks.

“It’s hidden in the sewers in a safe place.” Michael replies.

“Good. Bring it here. We need to use it.” Minerva states.

“Uhm, Ms Lee. The battery on it died.” Michael says.

The major steps in. “We will put in new batteries to get it working again.” The major then turns to Minerva, “If you have any others, we would like to barrow them as well.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” Minerva says to the major. She then turns to the children, “Let’s go to the manhole and send you on your way to get your jammer here.”

Minerva leads the group to the manhole cover in the middle of the parking lot. Fernando signals to teen guards of the convoy to come to them. Jordan, Robin, Patricia and Nancy walk up to them.

“Yes Mister Fernando?” Patricia talks for them.

“I just need two of you to go with these kids through the sewers and provide protection while they retrieve some equipment they have hidden.” Fernando explains. He adds, “Leave the rifles behind but takes your handguns with you.”

The teens nod, with Patricia saying, “Nancy and I will go.”

Jordon adds, “Well, we will go in and wait inside the manhole for them to return.”

“Alright. Let’s go do this.” Fernando says, waving his cane to lift the manhole cover off the hole and moving it to the side.

Flashlights were exchanged for their rifles before the children and teens went into the manhole. A couple of the Major’s men stand guard about the open manhole as the group went in to recover the equipment.

-To Be Continued. -

Note:
Code:

From: https://www.dcode.fr/enigma-machine-cipher
Input Test Box is on the right, coded/decoded message is on the left under “Results”
Note: Numbers, Spaces and punctuations are ignored by the Enigma Machine. The first six characters that includes numbers are for setting up the machine before the rest of the message is put in to be deciphered.

Machine Set Up:
Machine Type: Wehrmacth/Luftwaffe – 3 rotors  (Standard Setting)
Select rotors to mount (Walzenlage): I, II, III
Select reflector to mount (Umkehrwalze): B (Standard Setting)
Initial positions of rotors (1 per rotor) (Grundstellung): Q, H, L
Positions of the alphabet ring (1 per rotor) (Ringstellung): A, A, A (Standard Setting)
Plug board configuration (Steckerverbindungen): A-B, C-D (Standard Setting) 

Original Message:
123
QHL
Os Animas! This is Hecto…

Encrypted Output:
FDFMGXHZPIENLARAUN

Deciphered Message:
OSANIMASTHISISHECTO…

Message at this point has to be cleaned up and sent to the supervising officers.

« Last Edit: Nov 9^th, 2021, 2:23pm by Fernando »

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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2821 - Nov 10^th, 2021, 1:03am

The three Wessen children and the teen human girls made their way through the sewers with the teen boys about stopping and waiting for them about 100 yards from the manhole entrance they had entered. It would be another 15 minutes the group reaches their destination.

“OK. Dave, go get it.” Michael tells him.

The mouse boy pulls open a metal grating and crawls into a smaller tunnel before coming out with a green military style backpack. After Dave comes out of the smaller tunnel, Michael puts the metal grating back into place.

As they start to head back, a voice is heard in the darkness, “Hey! HEY!! WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU TAKING?!!”

The group freezes for a second and the teen girls pull out their firearms.

Patricia tells the Wessen children, “Go on without us, we’ll deal with whoever that is.”

The Wessen children begin to walk quickly to meet the boys, as the teen girls hid against the walls turning off their flash lights and with their guns drawn.

“HEY COME BACK WITH THAT!” The voice yells, heavy footprints are heard getting closer to them.

The teen girls step out of the walls they were against and fire down the tunnel, they hope they did not hit who it was that was approaching them in the dark. They stand for a while to see if anyone was still going to following them. Nancy takes those few seconds to pick up and pocket their spent casings. Patricia signals to Nancy to leave the area with her. They go ahead for a few dozen yards before turning their flash lights, and in a couple of minutes they catch up with the Wessen kids carrying the sought after equipment.

Michael asks “Are they still following us?”

Patricia replies, “Don’t know, don’t care. Shut up and keep going.”

They quicken their pace and arrive to the teen boys in a matter of minutes.

“What happened? I heard gun fire.” Jordan says.

“We had an expected visitor, now let’s go.” Patricia replies before pointing to the lighted shaft that marks the open manhole to the parking lot at the end of the tunnel.

The Wessen children go on ahead of the teenagers. Patricia tells the others to go on ahead of her so she can take up the rear. In a few seconds they were climbing up the manhole and gather about the guards, the major, Minerva and Fernando. The Wessen children turn to Fernando, handing him the canvas bag. He looks inside seeing what it is: a grey metal box with switches and blinking lights on a panel. The bottom of the panel was a faded label “2300 Radio Jammer”, with the lights and knobs having their own labels describing what its functions are.

Fernando nods. He then hands the bag back to the Wessen children and saying, “Follow the Major and she will take you to the communications tent and you will give them the jammer.” He then turns to the Major, “If you can give them something to reward their good work, I would appreciate it. If not I can go into town and pick up some sweets and candies for them and for others.”

“I think we have some chocolate treats in private storage. But if you can get something to add it, this deserves something more than just candies.” The major says.

“Minerva?” Fernando calls to her as he waves his cane to move the manhole cover in its place.

“Yes Fernando?” Minerva replies.

“We’re going into town. These kids need some kind of reward for their work and bravery.” Fernando tells her.

“I’ll be taking the kids to the communications facility and see if we can use what they have.” The major says before she and her men take the teens and the Wessen children to the communications tent.

“Come with me.” Fernando tells Minerva. She follows him without saying a word as he heads to his camper and trailer. He steps over to the dub box trailer, opening its door. He enters it and quickly comes out with the pull cart behind him. Closing and locking the door, he hands the handle of the pull cart to Minerva, “Take that with you and follow me.” He then starts walking out the convoy camp parking lot area with Minerva following beside him. In a couple of minutes they were making their way into the main bazaar area near their parking area.

There were uneasy eyes looking at them as he was the one that ordered to back off any attack against Wessen town, and if they did not, the resulting consequences that are to follow were be worse than of the happening some 40 plus years before. But they cannot deny that he is bringing something not seen in many years – peace and security. It is only those who want to continue the old ways to ensure their ill-gotten gains that are the issue as mostly everyone seems to accept the peace and security.

Fernando looked around and found nothing in terms of candied treats, and the only thing close was sweet baked pastries. But he would not want to chance somebody trying to tamper with the food. Instead he goes and buys a few items of fresh fruit and vegetables, while taking on the air and comfort level of the place. Putting the items into the pull cart, Fernando guides Minerva back to the camp.

- To Be Continued. -

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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2822 - Nov 11^th, 2021, 12:45pm

Back in the camp Fernando walks to Ruth’s camper. He knocks on the door. It opens in a few seconds with Ruth cleaning some round vegetable in her hand.

“Sorry to interrupt you, Ms Ruth. I do need of a small favor if possible.” Fernando says to her.

“Sure. What is it?” Ruth replies.

“The merchants are uneasy with me because I threatened them to not attack Wessen town, so I went to the bazaar as a test and bought some vegetables and fruits, which you can have. But the favor I need is for you or Joanne to go into the bazaar and get some candy or pastries to feed the kids as a snack and reward for their behavior and three special treats for three of them who got us some lost equipment in the sewers. These fruits and vegetables are for you and your supplies, and this bag of silver coins is for you to get the treats for the kids. There are 30 kids, so get about 75 so all the kids, teens and adults on the convoy can get something. And you can take my pull cart with you.” Fernando explains as he hands her a small sack of coins.

“Should I get some sweet water drinks too?” Ruth asks.

“Well, err... yes. Get some sweet water drinks and some paper cups to serve them with. Ask a couple teens to help, Minerva here will get the kids in line when you are ready to serve. I’ll have my trailer unlocked for you to serve the treats from there.” Fernando explains.

“I’ll get it done for you.” Ruth says.

“Also, I could not find them but I was looking for those little candies in paper wrappers. If you find some, get the biggest bag or two of that you can.” Fernando explains.

“I’ll see what is out there for you.” Ruth replies.

“Thank you. I’ll be in my camper resting and trying to get rid of this headache. I have to be with the Major to deal with Wessen Town at 6PM. Ichigo will hold a dinner for me to have when I return. I hope Macey and Zoey are behaving.” Fernando says.

“Oh. They are. But who is that soldier by the camper door?” Ruth says and then asks.

“That is one of the Major’s troops, she was with Hondo guarding the hanger. But Hondo has her guarding your camper so they do not try to leave again.” Fernando explains. “If Hondo can trust her, so can I.”

“Alright then. By the way, I know breakfast was late because of what happened, but will lunch and dinner be late too?” Ruth asks.

“Assume yes that it will be but the Major promised me that everyone will be fed, just a matter of when.” Fernando explains.

“Alright. I’ll talk with Joanna about helping me getting this done. Anything else?” Ruth asks.

“Not really, if you need help, ask one of the teens. The merchants are weary about seeing a Wessen in town.” Fernando explains.

“I see.” Ruth nods. She then says, “This is Minerva, who I have to see about getting the kids in line, where will she be?”

“She will be out there with her adults and the kids.” Fernando answers.

“Oh. OK. I thought she would be with you or something.” Ruth comments.

“She would be with me if we are discussing something about the kids, Hector or Wessen Town. But since the majority of her work is with the kids, she will be with them.” Fernando explains.

“I see.” Ruth replies. She then says, “Leave the pull cart there, I’ll get it and the things in it and get your favor done. Many thanks.”

“Thank you! I could not get this done without you. And take care.” Fernando tells Ruth. He then turns to Minerva and starts walking away, “Let’s talk to the others about the surprise for the kids.”

Minerva follows him as they walk to the kids playing and go forth to gather Miniya, Abby and Tracey. Miniya being her defensive self, says, “What do you want this time?”

“It’s not something I want from you, Miniya. But I’m telling you that I have a special treat for the kids later before lunch for their behavior and something for a tiny few, for helping out with the troops in finding some lost equipment. Minerva knows who they are. Ms Ruth will be going out to the bazaar to get those treats for the kids soon and set up to give them out. When she is ready she will tell you to line up the kids by my trailer camper to get their treat. Ask the major for a large bag to be a trash bag. If you need me, I’ll be in my camper trying to rest. I got things to do later today with the Major.” Fernando tells them.

“So, you’ll in your camper?” Tracey asks.

“Yes, and unless it is an emergency, I want to be left alone.” Fernando tells her. He adds, “Minerva knows what needs to be done with the kids and when. And it is not just your group, but all the kids in the camp. Minerva, tell the Den mother of my plans, she is in that big camper at the end of the convoy and has less than a dozen kids herself. Ms Jeanette’s Penny is in Ruth’s camper, make sure she gets something. and after all the kids have their treats, if there is anything left, the teens and then adults can get something. I will get something for Macey and Zoey even though they are under punishment for running off last night during the battle.”

“How can it be a punishment if you are rewarding them?” Miniya asks.

“They have been part of the convoy since the beginning, and deserve something. But as for their punishment, that is for me to decide.” Fernando tells her. He then starts going to his camper, “I do not want to be disturbed.”

They all look at each other.

“So what is there to do now?” Miniya asks.

“Just watch the kids until Ms Ruth is ready with the treats.” Minerva answers.

In under a minute, Fernando gets to his camper and gets inside, closing then locking the door behind him. For the first time in a long time he is alone in his mobile home. He strips down to his briefs before getting into bed and under the blankets. It turns out he was not alone after all.

“If it were somebody else, I would be screaming right now.” Ichigo says.

“Don’t you need to be helping Ms Ruth or something?” Fernando asks.

“The army is making and giving out the meals and a couple of soldiers thought I was a kid so I got some food and went inside the camper.” She says.

“So you ate?” He asks.

“No not really. They got me so upset calling me a kid, I’m not hungry.” She replies.

“For all outside of this convoy is concerned, you are a child as my daughter ‘Maria’. It is for your safety that you live up to that when outside and in the public.” Fernando tells her.

“Oh, so I’m your daughter?” She asks.

“Only to those outside of this convoy. That means the troops, the merchants, the lawmen, the doctors, everyone who we do not know, are to know you as my daughter Maria. But within the convoy, everyone knows you as Ichigo Morino and no one here want to collect the reward your rear end has.” He tells her.

“I know that, I was just pulling your leg.” She tells him.

“I rather want to try to rest.” He tells her.

“We can rest.” She says as she crawls over to him and rests her head on his chest.

“I would prefer to rest alone.” He says to her.

“When it was just the three of us, you would sleep with Macey and I. And what happens between us under the blankets, I do not mind. I’m sure when it was just you and Macey, things may have been more intimate.” She tells him.

“Things do not get as intimate between Macey and I as much as you may want to think it has.” He says in an angry town.

“Yes, yes, she’s your daughter. I heard it before. But there is nothing to worry about if certain lines are not crossed. So you sleep with your ‘little girl’. To my understanding, it is something certain cultures do.” Ichigo explains.

“Cultures like where?” Fernando asks.

“Most Asian cultures, like the Japanese. Even though the couple is married, mothers will sleep with their sons until the son moves out and fathers sleep with their daughters until they marry another man. Same with some of the Indian (Native American) cultures do the same thing.” Ichigo explains.

“And how do you know this, if you never left outside of Fight Town?” He asks.

“I learned a lot from the various Fight Houses and their Fight Masters. Those from China, Japan, Korea, and others along with a few Indian Tribes in Fight Town all told me the same thing about that. On top of that, mothers and sons and fathers and daughters in those cultures are known to take baths together.” She explains.

“It is nothing I do not already know. But that is neither here nor there. What happens inside this camper, stays in this camper. And what happens between us: you, Macey and I, remain between you, Macey and I.” He tells her.

“There is nothing much going on between us, even though we could be doing something now if you like.” She urges him on.

“I need rest, not pussy. If I wanted pussy, we would be practicing how to make babies right now.” He tells her.

“I hope it will be soon. A girl gotta have it and I have not had it in a very long time.” She tells him as she slides her tiny hand on his firm muscular body.

“Like I said, I need my rest. I and several like me have not had any real sleep in over three days.” He tells her. He adds though to himself, “I wonder how Marvin and Karl are taking it?”

“Why you worry about them? They are just Wessens.” She says.

“First of all, Wessens are people too – humans who were forced to undergo a change. Second, they are part of my convoy crew and important to the safety and protection of us all. Third, like me and Hondo, they too have not rested or slept in over three days because of Hector. Hector needs to be stopped one way or another.” He explains to her.

“Look.” Ichigo says as she climbs up onto him and straddles him and supporting herself over him on extended arms, “You defeated the Lich, started a revolution at Fight Town and it bringing it back to what it used to be long ago. Who knows what you did but somehow you got this little group formed and working on getting them to Texas. From what I hear, you got rid of Biggus and freed the slaves up north from Fight Town. Whoever this Hector is, he is nothing compared to you. And if he dares to cross your path, I feel sorry for him. But as for me, where do I fit in? Would you marry me, make me your wife? Though because of my condition, I cannot have children because according to the doctors I see say it would be a difficult pregnancy, and I would have a difficult time conceiving one as my cycle is nearly nonexistent. Would you have somebody else instead of me? I would do anything to have you, and I mean anything.”

“If you are willing to do anything, how about shut up and let me have my rest. Maybe one day, we can be practicing making babies and I plow that pussy you have. Whether we get married or I marry somebody else, or I have more than one sex partner, all that remains to be seen. Right now you are not giving me what I want. And if you want something from me, you have to give me what I want.” Fernando tells her.

Ichigo looks at him for a moment before lowering herself to plant her lips against his. Though she tries to initiate it into something more than it actually is, Fernando tries not to respond to show interest or want of it. She pulls off him, lifting herself up on her extended arms. She then lowers herself, resting her head on his chest. Quiet returns to the camper. Fernando does not get any sleep but for the time being he gets some rest.

- To be Continued -

« Last Edit: Dec 12^th, 2021, 12:53pm by Fernando »

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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2823 - Nov 14^th, 2021, 5:14pm

Outside the play of children quiet down before a loud cheer and then quieted again. Some noise is heard outside of the rear of the electric camper but it was soft and often question and answers being said and given; Ruth, a couple of teens and a couple of soldiers were giving out the snacks and rewards to the children.

During the hour the army’s kitchen galley begins prepare the lunch meal for the troops and convoy residence, which includes the Wessen kids from the town. The meal would be ready after an hour or so.

Fernando gets up needing to get Ichigo off him so he can get dressed.

“Where are you going?” She asks.

“I have to check on Macey and Zoey, and then Minerva and the kids.” He tells her as he puts on his clothes.

She gathers her things to get dressed with him. Amazingly she is done at the same time he was.

“Where are you going?” He asks.

“I’m going with you, and hopefully when you are done you will be going to the camper.” She replies.

Fernando sighs before he says, “Alright then, let’s go.” He opens sliding door and helps her step out before he steps out and closes the sliding side door. He walks the few feet to his trailer behind his electric camper, seeing Ruth cleaning up. He walks up to her.

“Hello Ms Ruth. Is there anything left?” He asks.

“Yes there is. Would you want one?” Ruth replies and asks.

“I will take four, if possible.” He answers.

“Four?” She asks.

“For Macey, Zoey, Penny, and this one.” Fernando tells her.

“Oh. I think I have something to put them in. Juice too?” Ruth says and asks.

“Better yet, set them up here. I’ll bring them to get their snacks.” He says to her.

“OK then. I’ll have them ready for you.” Ruth says.

“Thanks. I’ll see you in a few.” Fernando says before leaving the area. He heads to Ruth’s camper and knocks on the door. He knocks on the door, and Joanna answers.

“How can I help you, Mister Fernando?” Joanna asks.

“If Penny is still in there, I would like to take her out and make sure she gets a snack with all the other kids.” Fernando explains.

“She’s here but I do not think she wants to go out.” Joanna replies.

“Then can I step in and see her?” He asks.

“Oh sure. You’re welcomed here anytime.” Joanna says.

As he steps in, “Did your younger ones, including the boys have a snack?”

“They all got a snack. Thank you.” Joanna replies.

Fernando steps to the back where Penny was. He walks up to her.

“Penny, would you come with me and get a sweet snack to have before lunch? You will be back here in a couple of minutes to finish what you are doing.” He says to her.

“I prefer to stay in here.” Penny says.

“You sure about that? It would be nice to get some fresh air once in a while.” Fernando tries to point out.

“I am sure. I am safe here.” Penny tries to argue back, adding, “With all the fighting that is going on since last night, I would be safe here. You said I would be safe here.”

“I will admit, with the exception of a few idiots trying to prove a point, most of the fighting and the shooting is over. It is safe to step outside, and anything happens, doors will be open for a quick retreat. Worse comes to worst, you can go with the other kids to their vehicle which would provide more protection but is more crowded. There are options for you to have in both good situations and bad situations.” He explains.

“Until Miss Jeanette picks me up or you take me to her, I prefer to remain here where it is safe.” Penny says.

“Alright then. Lunch is going to be late, hopefully within an hour. I’ll have a snack to go with your lunch brought over as a dessert so you do not have to step out.” He tells her.

Penny just nods.

“I will see you later.” Fernando throws in before he starts walking away. At the door he steps up to Joanna, “I’ll be back to give her the lunch meal when it is made.”

“I’ll see you then.” Joanna replies.

Fernando motions for Ichigo to go out first and he follows behind her. They walk to the back of Ruth’s camper where Zoey and Macey were inside the camper trailer. At the door was a soldier standing guard.

He steps up to the soldier, “At ease.”

The soldier, the injured Jewel with her arm in the sling, seems to relax. Fernando asks, “You were not given a chair to sit on while guard the door?”

“No sir.” Jewel says.

“We will have to get one then. But first, come with me as I take them out.” Fernando tells her. He then opens the door, “Macey, Zoey, step outside.”

The girls walk up to the door but do not step outside. Fernando points to the floor outside. Macey bows her head before she steps outside. Zoey hesitantly follows.

He tells them, “Let’s go.” He starts to walk away with the girls behind them, they are beginning to think that it is their lunch time though they had their breakfast a couple hours ago. He goes over to Ruth and the table set at his rear Dub Box Camper. He tells Ruth, “Save one for Penny, she wants to have it with her lunch when lunch is served, and on top of that I need to take the meal to her as she does not want to step out of the camper for some reason. But give one to the soldier here for doing a good job watching them and one to the girls, including you know who.” Fernando explains as he points to Ichigo. He then adds, “I need to go inside and get a folding chair for the soldier.” He then turns to the girls, “Don’t eat or drink them until you get back inside the camper.” He turns around and steps into his Dub Box camper trailer and gets a folding chair from inside while Ruth serves the girls their snack and juice. He waits for them all to be served, telling them when they are done, “Let’s go.”

They go back to Ruth’s rear camper, he sets the folding chair open by the camper trailer door and opens the door to let Macey and Zoey inside again. He tells them, “I’ll be back to make sure that you all get lunch when lunch is served. Now enjoy your snack.”

Macey and Zoey walk into Ruth’s camper trailer as the soldier (Jewel) takes the seat by the door. Fernando escorts Ichigo back to his electric trailer. He opens the sliding door for her to get in first before he goes in after her, closing and locking the door behind them. Fernando goes back to stripping down to his briefs and getting into his bed under the blankets. Ichigo undressed herself to just a t-shirt and panties like before, getting into the bed and under the blankets, getting on top of Fernando like she was before.

“You are not going to eat your snack?” Fernando asks her.

“I’m not hungry.” Ichigo answers. She then asks as she holds herself up above him on her extended arms, “Have you eaten?”

“No I have not. I’ll eat something later. Rest is more important to me right now.” He tells her.

“Maybe that’s why you do not want to do me lovely, you have no energy from not eating.” She tells him.

“If you want me to do you lovely, you are going to wait until I am ready for it again. I really do not care about that with anyone as of right now or any time soon, not even with you.” He tells her.

“Sooner or later you will with somebody, and I want to be that somebody.” She tells him.

“Sooner or later is not now.” He tells her.

Ichigo lowers herself on him, resting her head on his chest. Once she is resting on him, she lets out a sigh.

He asks her bluntly, “Besides some dick, what else would you want?”

“Not that it matter because I lost it all, but I want a life back. If it must be, then to somebody’s wife, be your wife, do for you as I must,... It’s difficult, being what I was, knowing that I going to lose it all one day and now that day had happened, I have to start all over again, and to do so with you. I know I do not have much, hell your daughter Macey has more to offer you than I do, but it is all I have and it’s yours anytime when you want it.” She tells him.

“As much as many out there like to think, I am not going to be #$@!ing my little girl. And until things change between you and I, you are also one of my little girls even though you’re a 30-something you look like you’re 10 years old and at times you act like a 10 year old. But I see you’re trying to change that and trying to not be that evil little bitch you were at Fight Town. At least there is hope for you in that regard.” He tells her.

“I know that I have to pretend to be your daughter when outside, but not here. Thing is I will try to be faithful to you even if you screw somebody else but if I have to wait too long, I might go with somebody else. A girl gotta have it you know.” She tells him.

“The moment you lie down in another’s bed, lie down and open your legs, or bend over and drop your panties for them is the day you move out of this camper and never enter it again. I do not care who it is you hooked yourself up with, I am not having that stink and gossip around me. It’s me on my terms or nothing.” He tells her.

Ichigo lets out a defeated sigh. “I knew you would say something like that.”

“If you knew then why challenge it? I’m not going to have some little girl who does not know her place around me try to knock me down and drag me through the mud when I’m trying to do some good in this world, including and especially for that little girl who happens to be you. What I have is not much but I’m willing to share what I have in order for you to be comfortable with in the situation we are in: food to eat, shelter from the storm and a warm bed to sleep in. That is more than most people out there have. Spurn me and you lose all that.”

She nods with the side of her face against his chest.

He then tells her, “Am I going to get my rest or what?”

“You can rest. I’ll be right here still and quiet.” She replies.

[1:30AM Mitsuminejinja Shinto Temple, Japan]

Despite being dark, the temporary residents of the Shinto Guest Room lie down on the bed, two females huddled against their male companion under a couple layers of blankets in trying to keep warm. Though Summer is around the corner, being on the mountain range, cold nights can be the norm before the hottest of Summer days occurs. Though they rest, two cannot sleep: Ichi and the lone figure.

“You awake?” Ichi asks.

“I am now.” The lone figure says.

“I can’t sleep.” Ichi replies.

“Thanks to you, neither can I.” The lone figure tells her.

“Well, since you or I cannot sleep, how about we practice making babies for a while?” She tells him.

“That would wake up Min, especially with you being loud at times.” The lone figure tells her.

“It’s not exactly my fault. You turned me into a perpetual virtual virgin with that Bio Energy Immortality Pill.” She tells him, “Between how big you are and me being virgin tight all the time, you need to take it easy with me, you know.”

“You’re asking for the impossible as we are doing it, you’re shouting out, ‘#$@! ME HARD WITH THAT BIG DICK OF YOUR! HARDER! HARDER!’” He tells her as quietly as possible.

He can see that she was smiling through what little light shone in the room.

“Well?” He asks.

“I promise to be quiet if we do it now.” She replies.

Fernando lets out a sigh, “Alright. Lie down next to me, take off those panties, open then legs and get comfortable.”

Ichi lowers herself to him and gives him an intimate kiss on his lips lasting for about a minute. She then lifts herself on extended arms, “There’s your kiss before you get #$@!ed.”

Together they get Min’s arm off him without waking her up and Ichi lies down next to him, preparing herself to be pounced upon and ravaged like she wants to be. The sun rises in about 5 hours.

NOTE:
Before she left, Jeanette calculated the Chaos date to be May 6th, 2066 at a given post she wrote. The time and location from that post (few days in Center Town after the great battle with Slavania), that would make the current day/time of the post of Mid June 2066, almost summer time for the planet’s Northern Hemisphere. Exact date will be determined soon enough.

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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2824 - Nov 16^th, 2021, 5:56pm

Raven yawned and stretched as she awoke from her slumber. She was not sure what woke her, but the sight of Hondo standing dressed by the balcony told her that his moving around might have stirred her. She pulled the cover sheet from the bed and wrapped herself in it before getting up and walking to his side. She stopped short of him and stared at him for a moment. Why did she feel like he was a total stranger? She had memories of that working together at least, and at least a recollection of them having sex once before but what had happened to the 12 years since? Some vague recollections or feelings were there. She knew they had worked together with Fernando, but it was more of a knowledge of the fact rather than a memory of doing so. It scared her some, having so much time unaccounted for, but for some reason just Standing in Hondo’s presence made her feel better.

He seemed to stare at nothing, other than the darkening sky outside, and the look on his face was somber. There was a storminess in his mood that worried her. Was he usually like this or was this new? Without her memories she could not be sure, but she felt that he would not harm her at least. After a moment he turned to look at her and the sight of her caused his frown to deepen.

“You sleep alright?” He asked

She shrugged, “I guess so.”

“No bad dreams or any after effects from yesterday?” He asked.

“No dreams at all, but… I don’t remember dreaming before so I guess that’s normal… Other than feeling a bit sore from you jackhammering my kitty I feel fine!” She replied

Her answers obviously bothered him, though he tried not to show it. He had learned to hide what he felt from most of the world, but Raven had been the one he could share himself with during the last several years. Hiding what he felt from her now proved to be a chore.

“Sorry, I should have gone easier on ya… Just.. been a long few days an’ you seemed to want me to go animalistic on you… guess I went overboard an’ lost control there.” He said softly.

“Don’t apologize! I loved it!... There was something about feeling helpless and being ravaged by you in such a primal way that was just mind blowing!” She exclaimed.

“Hmm.” He grunted.

“Is there something wrong with that?” She asked

“Just you’ve never been that secure in yourself before to let go like that before.” He said.

She shrugged, “Maybe losing some of my memories are good then!”

He frowned again, “I’d rather you had your memories an’ that confidence.”

She shrugged, “Maybe they will come back but until then we can make new memories, right? Like maybe next time we could role play a bit. You could be the fearsome jungle hunter and I could be your scared wessen prey.”

She gave him a seductive smile, rolled her shoulders and arched her back changing into a half form where she had fur, fangs, whiskers, and the like, but still had her womanly figure and long dark hair. Her smile changed into a frown as she saw his look of half surprise and worry. She rolled her shoulders and stretched again reverting to her human like form. She gave him a worried look as she clutched the sheet to her.

“Did I do something wrong?!” She asked worriedly.

He looked from her to the dresser and back.

“You… you did a half change.” HE said in an equally worried tone.

She nodded, “Yeah.”

“Without your collar?” He said pointing to the black leather choker on the dresser.

She blushed a bit as she did not understand and took it wrong, “I can wear it next time so you have an easier way to put you pet on a leash, if you want.”

He shook his head, “That’s not what I meant.”

She gave him a puzzled look, “What did you mean, then?”

He sighed, “Never mind.”

She stretched up and kissed his cheek before whispering in his ear.

“You think you can pound me like that again before we leave?” She asked in a whisper.

He looked at her with a raised eyebrow, “You’re sure all fired up all of a sudden.”

She gave him a seductive grin, “Thinking about being your cat slave girl got me all horny.”

“Do you love me, Raven?” He asked seriously.

“That’s a silly thing to ask! I’m your woman, right?” She replied.

“I think it’s important, so please answer the question.” He replied softly.

“My desire for you is insatiable!” she growled softly.

“That’s not love, though. Do you love me?” He asked a third time.

She frowned a bit and sighed, “I… I think so… with so much of my memory gone I do not understand these feelings inside of me. Please… Just make love to me and give me time. I’m sure I love you but I just need time to understand my feelings right. Being with you intimately will help, I’m sure of it!”

He sighed, “Maybe… Alright. Might as well use those bed-sheets up, then get a shower and hit the road.

She kissed him quickly again before squealing like a little girl and diving onto the bed, still rolled in the cover sheet. As he undressed she stared at him hungrily. He no sooner laid back onto the bed when she pounced on him. She opened the sheet but kept it draped over her shoulders as she attacked his member with a rough hand job.

“I thought you wanted me to ravish you?!” HE exclaimed through half grit teeth as it was rougher than he was used to but still felt amazing.

“Next time.“ She said with a grin. “This time the jungle queen will take her prize from you!”

She leaned down and kissed him roughly before she slid his member into her and sunk it deep with one thrust. She cried out from the pain and ecstasy it brought her. She panted as the pain diminished and then looked at him with a hungry look before she started into thrusting. She grinned almost evilly as she rolled her shoulders back and stretched, turning into her half form. Her half form was a bit smaller in many ways and he felt it as her womanhood shrank a bit and squeezed his member tighter. She balled up in pain at first before turning her cat eyes to him with a hungry look. In this form she could not speak well so she merely growled at him as she licked her lips. Her tail flicked about as if she had caught her prey and as she bent down to press her furry breasts into him, she dug her sharp claws into his side. HE groaned a bit from the pain but the pain was forgotten as she started slowly at first rocking her hips back and forth. Before long she was pounding on him hard, as if it were a fight for life. She growled, groaned, hissed and even shrieked once, all sounding wild and primal.

When they finally finished she collapsed on him as they both panted for breath. She purred as she laid there for a moment before rolling off of him and touching herself a bit more. After a couple minutes she got up, reverted back to her human like form and strutted off to the bathroom to clean up. He watched her go for a bit then laid back as a wave of guilt and worry washed over him. Something was wrong as his Raven never acted like this. If her memories came back would she hate him for giving into these new primal urges she showed? Was he taking advantage of her in this state? And what had happened to the woman he loved.

He got up after a bit and joined her in the shower. It was not the same as it used to be and his feelings of worry only grew.

Once dressed again they got the motorcycle they had left there before, said their goodbyes, and took off. Once out of town they disappeared in a blue flash of light. He had to grab some of their gear and warn some of their contacts to lay low and go quiet for now. Once done they would go see Fernando. If others lives were not at stake he would have gone to see Fernando now, but she was healthy, it seemed, so work came first.

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Raven yawned and stretched as she awoke from her slumber. She was not sure what woke her, but the sound of something bumping against the side of the container told her that it was probably the dock workers that woke her again. She froze in place, lying still as she listened for a bit. She could hear the workers yelling over the machinery that moved the containers around the docks as they worked close by.

“That should do it for tonight, Harry!” a deeper woman’s voice shouted.

“Alright! I’ll take this pile of shit to the mechanics bay then see you at the time clock!” a male voice replied back

“Tell those knuckle-draggers to actually work on it this time instead of pulling on those worms they call dicks all night!” The woman yelled back.

“I’ll tell Digger you said that!” The man replied laughing.

The voices and machine noise faded telling her she was alone again. A tear fell from her eye as she looked down in the dim light at the choker that was clutched in her hands. She curled into a ball and wept softly.

“*What happened to my love? Where is he? Why am I so weak and useless?!*” She thought to herself as she stared at it.

She tried to speak again but nothing came from her mouth. Somehow she had changed back to her human like form, which she figured was Hondo’s doing somehow with that last blast of energy from the jeweled pendant, but though it changed her back it had fried her vocal cords. She wondered if she had not been such a coward and worn it on a necklace or on a ring like he had wanted her to, that maybe she’d not be in this mess now. But she had insisted that they hide it in the choker to keep others from seeing it and now she could not talk on top of suspecting that the only man she had ever loved was now dead.

She sat up and hugged her knees to her chest. She was not sure what to do or where to go, but staying here was not an option. She stood up after a while before pepping out through a peep-hole in the door to see if it was clear. The darkness out told her night was falling fast and now was the best time to get out. She sighed and dug through the clothing and supplies they had.

She found a dress that was made by a native tribe not too far from here, and a pair of matching moccasin boots, leather satchel, and blanket that could double as a shawl. She had worn it before, her dark hair letting her blend in the natives when dressed like that, though her pale skin made her look like a half-breed. In the darkness, though, no one could see that and would just write her off as another native. The dress also allowed her to hide her tail, and the shawl, when pulled over her head, hid her cat ears, letting her blend in with the populous better.

Once dressed she filled the satchel with some jerky, hard tack, dried fruit, a med kit, and a few other supplies that would fit, filled an old metal canteen, and headed to the door. She stopped at the door and pulled the choker out of the satchel and held it. Though the electronics in it helped stabilize her ability to change, without Hondo she was too afraid to change forms. She looked at it for a few seconds, then kissed it and set it on the table.

“*I love you so much, my love! I’m not sure I can live without you but I will try.*” She thought as she set it down.

She wiped a fresh tear from her eye as she turned to the door again. She paused as she contemplated taking the darkened jewel pendant out from the collar and wearing it as a memory. The thought of seeing it without that blue glow made her tears worse and she shook her head and ducked out into the night. The darkness in the crystal was too painful to look at as she knew it signified that his life was gone.

Little did she know, if she had looked one last time she would have seen it glowing again as Hondo had a friend and protector who was not about to let him die on his watch. Her heart broke for the lover she thought was dead but was alive, while he worried about what was wrong with the woman he loved while the one he had was not his.

As she walked, Raven did her best to keep to the shadows. Most ignored her, but even so she felt very much alone and scared. She had worked on her own several times, but should could at least talk and she knew Hondo would come to her aid if needed, but now she was alone.

As she walked through the warehouse district she saw two of the Russian hunters who had been with Professor Z on the ship headed her way. Though they had not seen her, just the sight of them scared her as she knew she was on the wanted list and they were sure to know her face from that at the very least. She ducked deeper into the shadows but they still seemed to head her way. In a panic she tried a door at the warehouse she was by and found it unlocked. She slipped inside and listened as she tried to control her breathing, as her fear was getting the better of her. They walked by and she sighed with relief.

About then the rattle of metal behind her and a voice calling out made her jump. She paused and listened as she let her eyes get more used to the dark. Her eyes were better in the dark than most but in her human form they were not as adept as if she was in her feline form or half form. Changing to her feline form she was not sure if her mind was stable enough to do so, and her half form scared her ever since she was stuck in it before. It was much like now, though, as she could not talk like that then either. It did not matter, though as she did not have her choker. She had left it so she did not try to change again. Whatever electronics Fernando had put in it to help her stabilize her changes would not be enough to counter the grief and fear she felt now.

As she listened a soft, ragged voice called out, “Please… please help me.”

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A few minutes after Raven had left, a blue flash of light could have been seen outside the conex container, leaving two people in its wake. Unfortunately, Raven was too far away by this time to see it, which if she had she would have been both relieved and shocked as the figures who appeared were Hondo and what looked to be herself.

Hondo and the Raven clone walked up to the conex’s door and he spun the lock dials and opened the door. Once inside he flipped a switch that turned on a small 12 volt LED light that was enough to illuminate the inside. He looked around briefly, his brow furrowing as he took everything in.

“It looks like you were here or someone was briefly, but… it’s not been ransacked so they couldn’t have gotten you here… This bring any memories back?” He asked

She shook her head, “No… This place feels completely foreign to me.”

She looked around at everything but it was definitely the look of someone seeing things for the first time.

As Hondo looked around he spotted a choker on the table and he picked it up.

“You have your choker with you?” He asked

“It’s in my bag, though I’m not sure what the fuss is about it. It some sort of fetish that we were into or something?” She asked.

He shook his head, “No… just wondering.”

He kept his back to her as he felt for the hidden pocket in the choker. He found it and the pendent inside. He raised his eyebrow questioningly but said nothing. A suspicion about Raven being actually Raven stirred in his mind. He pocketed the choker and turned to her with his cane in hand.

“Raven, look at me.” He said firmly.

As she did she saw him with his cane stretched out to her and the crystal glowing brightly. HE looked at her intently for a moment then the crystal dimmed and he sighed and lowered the cane.

“Is something wrong? What did you do that for?” She asked.

He shook his head, as the cane said it was her, though it could have told him she was a clone if he knew to be looking for that, but that did not cross his mind.

“Nothin’s wrong, darlin’. I just wanted to see if I could help spark a memory to figure out what happened.” He lied.

He turned away from her and frowned. He did not like lying to her and it left a bad taste in his mouth and a guilty feeling in his soul. Something was wrong, though, and until he could figure it out it was best to keep his thoughts to himself.

He gathered a few items and some clothing and put them into bags.

“Will keep some stuff in here for now in case we need to use this as a stop off point, though I hope we don’t have to spend any time in this town as there are too many who’d sell us out at the drop of a hat.” He growled.

“What town are we in?” She asked

“Chinatown by the inland Mississippi sea.” He replied.

She furrowed her brow a bit, “I’ve heard tell of it but can’t say I know much about it.”

He frowned again and shook his head, though he said nothing.

She frowned at the look on his face, “I take it we’ve been here before.. together.”

He nodded, “Several times for supplies, information, an’ when huntin’ certain fugitives… Don’t know why we haven’t taken this place apart yet, though. I reckon Jefe likes the roughness of the place an’ they have left us alone. The slave racket is bad here too, but that’s not our concern.”

“Why isn’t it our concern? We are rescuers. Right?” She asked

“We used to be. It got complicated later on. Especially now with the others givin’ us a year to figure things out, slavery is the least of our worries.” He said.

“But someone should do something!” she exclaimed

“Yeah, well for now we hafta leave that to my and Jefe’s younger counterparts… poor inexperienced bastards.” He said.

“Younger selves?” She asked

He frowned, “You’re memory is really shot, isn’t it?”

She nodded sadly.

“Well, it’s a bit much to explain, but from what we learned over the years is that the spirits brought Jefe an’ that bitch Jeanette here to use them to further their plans. What we think those are, I’ll not get into now as it’s a bit much to take in. My younger counter part an’ his wife Jefe an’ I brought here to unset the spirits plan, as with him an’ the younger Jefe together they could cut a swath through this world that alone they could not do. It leaves us free to do what we have to as if nothin’ else they are a distraction that takes some eyes off of us.” He replied

“Do they know this?” She asked

“They were thrown into this without a damn clue. MY younger self would be pissed if he knew we drug him into this… it had to be done, though… even if we cost him… us, our wife Valentine.” Hondo said sadly.

“So, you knew this would happen to his Valentine but you let it happen anyway?” She asked

He nodded sadly, “Yeah.. I knew… I wish I could have changed it but if we have any chance of fixin’ thios mess then he had to come and he had to lose her… I can only hope time is kinder to them an’ we can fix this world before time loops again. Maybe then they can find the peace my Val an’ I couldn’t.”

“But, what if you did not bring them here?” She asked

He shook his head, “It was not a consideration. Too many lives would be lost… too much death. My happiness with Val is not more important than the lives of those my bein’ here saved… IT’s why I had to break things off between us… she was so angry an’… I felt too guilty as I knew this had to happen…. How do you tell someone you sacrificed their happiness an’ well bein’ to save thousands of lives??”

She looked down, “I could not imagine having to make that choice, let alone explaining that… Did.. did I know this all already?”

He nodded, “Yeah. We talk about everythin’…. You.. you are the only light in my world that has kept me goin’, an’ now…”

“Now I’m lost too…” she said softly.

He swallowed hard then firmed his features to keep from betraying his emotions.

“We’ll get you back, don’t worry ‘bout that.” He said firmly as if he was trying to convince himself.

Truth be told he was trying to convince himself. He had gotten harder in some ways over the years, and more experienced as a fighter, hunter, guardian, lover, and time lord all of which made is job easier, but life had also taken a lot from him over the years too. That part never got easier.

As he rummaged around he pulled out some of his normal clothes and laid them out.

“Think I’m goin’ to change into somethin’ I’m used to. These damn dock worker clothes don’t fit worth shit anyway… You wanna change into somethin’ else?” He asked.

She looked down at herself and shrugged. She looked like a biker dressed as she was but she realized she did not know how she liked to dress.

“I.. I guess I’m fine in this… Really not sure what I’d change into anyway.” She said.

He just nodded and left it alone as he stripped down.

She eyed him and smiled seductively, biting on her lower lip as her eyes ran up and down his body. He caught her staring at him after a moment and raised an eyebrow at her.

“What?” He asked

“You think we have time for another quick roll?” She asked as she grinned at him.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were some teenage wessen girl on their first long heat!” He replied.

“We might not go into heat like the wessen women do, but you know we spirit women have stronger sex drives.” She said.

“This isn’t like you, darlin’.” He replied softly.

“We… we didn’t do it much?” She asked hesitantly.

“Hell, we did it all that time! But when we were workin’ we worked an’ only fooled ‘round once we were done. Plus, you were always a bit more subdued.” He replied.

She frowned, “What… what if I don’t get my memories back? What… what if this is the new me? Please, I know it’s not normal but I feel like I can touch who I was or am when you are inside me!”

He was not really up to it right now, as his mind was full of other things. Normally, telling her no was something he rarely had to do as she knew how to read him and the situation, unlike the one in front of him.

“Raven, I don’t think…” He started to say.

“Please.. I’ll not ask again until we stop to sleep, I promise.” She begged

He sighed and nodded.

She squealed with delight and launched herself into him, kissing him passionately as she stripped down, with his help. She stayed in her human like form this time as he pounded her again. Something about her new primal urges made him hornier than usual but it also worried him more with each round. Though he took her this time, he would talk to Fernando before he took her again.

Raven groaned, moaned, and growled as he took her. She loved the feeling of him taking her and the release he gave her. It was not so much that she felt her old self again as the please and pain took her mind off the feeling she had of being hollow. She knew something was missing, a huge piece of her, but this helped her forget the void within her for a time. She tried to remember them being together but she came up blank. The look of worry and care in his eyes was that of love and she could see him searching her eyes for the same thing but she could not muster it. She lusted after him, how he made her feel, and how he made her forget the emptiness within, but she did not love him. She tried, though, and hoped in her lust she could find love but it was not there, though she would not admit it yet.

They finished up their tumble and cleaned up using wet wipes that were stored in the conex before dressing and leaving that place, in the same blue light as they arrived in, with a couple extra bags in tow. From there they went back to the cave where they had gotten the motorcycle from before. They had left it there earlier and now repacked it and climbed on, driving off a way before teleporting again.

They had a few more stops to make to grab some more equipment and warn some other people off, then he wanted to grab the info he had on the supposed disappearance of the fake Fernando before heading to Japan to meet up with Jefe.

Their other stops were uneventful and everyone was properly warned. The info he had on being summoned by the fake Fernando, the explosion, and Val’s disappearance were easy enough to get as well. When they stopped for Raven to use the restroom behind some bushes, He used his cane to check on Valentine, though he was reluctant to do so. Seeing her even through a viewing porthole was hard as he felt guilty for what was done to her. He might not have been to blame all those years ago but he was now as he knew brining them to this future would be bad for them, but he had no other choice.

To his surprise he found her talking to his younger self and Tonya. That was not supposed to happen, though it might explain the minor headaches he had been getting. Things had gone as they were supposed to on a larger scale but the minor details seemed off. His younger self looked worse off than he remembered too. Was something new added in?

He then used the cane to check the timelines. What he saw he could not make heads or tails of, though. Out of all the time loops, this one did not fit into any one category. It seemed to bounce erratically among them without straying from what was needed. It did not make sense to him, but he figured maybe Fernando would know. Since there were no major headaches it could not be completely bad, but it made him wonder if there would be some bad ones in the future, if not for them both then just for him.

When Raven returned to him, they returned to the motorcycle and disappeared once again in a flash. This time they reappeared at the coordinates Fernando had given him and shut the motorcycle off away from the temple, got off and started to push it forward. As they walked, out of seemingly no where they were circled by monks.

“Who are they?!” Raven asked.

“The monks Jefe spoke of. Say nothin’ until I tell you to speak again.” He ordered.

One of the monks came forward and motioned for him to follow them. The others followed as they pushed the bike with their gear forward. It had been 46 hours since he had last seen Fernando, so they were two hours ahead of their deadline to meet.

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In a cage in a dark warehouse Legacy lay shivering on the floor. They gave her an old blanket two days ago but it was filthy and now half covered in specs of dried blood, her blood. The had fed her a couple times for the first time since her capture but that she figured was because Hector had left and wanted her alive when he returned. A few of the guards took pity on her and tried to handle her gently, but there was nothing further they could do. Others used her like Hector said they could, and though most of them were barely average her pussy ached from the multiple poundings. She had tried to fight them at first, but the more she was beaten, the more she bled, and the worse the damage to her body got, the more she found it impossible to fight back. Now she was so weak she could not even struggle. All she could to was lay in whatever position they threw her and just take it. She tried to remember better times or pretend she was somewhere else as they used her like a disposable sex doll, but the pain and the cold were too much to overcome.

When Hector had left they tore what was left of her clothes off and one of the guards roughly cleaned her wounds before feeding her. They gave her a sheet to cover up with but one of the guards stole it after their last #$@! session leaving her with nothing. She knew she had nothing, no strength, on life, no hope, yet her body refused to die. She wanted death, craved it even, hoping only that the release of her soul from her body would bring her some sweet relief. Even if she was bound for hell, she did not think it could be much worse than this.

As she laid their she would have cried, but even that took energy. Sleep would have been nice too, but she was too cold and sore to find enough comfort. Her only rest had been moments of unconsciousness when from Hector’s beatings or one of the guards roughness she had been knocked out cold. She hated Hector so much but there was not enough fire in her to keep her going. She had cried and begged from mercy from the almighty, and then from where ever it could come or from whomever would listen. Her cries were either unheard or answered with more pain and suffering.

She looked out into the darkness begging, mentally, for her death to come soon, when a door at the far end popped open and a native looking woman slipped in and leaned against the wall panting. Though it was dark, Legacy could see the woman tremble slightly as she stood there and then she saw her relax a bit as two figures passed by the one frosted window and continued on their way. Legacy pushed herself up as best she could, the irons and chains that were about her wrists and ankles made even that a struggle. The clink of the chains caused the native woman to jump, which said she was nervous and in a bad spot herself but she was Legacy’s only hope now.

“Please… please help me.” Legacy called out in a weak and raspy voice.

The woman froze in place so she called out again.

“Please… I cannot take anymore… please at least show me mercy and help me die.” She begged shakily.

The woman slowly approached after a moment and bent down and looked at her.

“C.c.can you help me, …. Please” Legacy said again but the woman said nothing.

After a moment the native woman felt around the cage and found the lock. She tugged at it then pointed to it.

“Keys… keys are in that office.” Legacy said in a half groan as she propped herself up enough so she could point.

The woman stood up and looked around cautiously.

“Th.th.they all went t.t.to the p.p.p.pub. N.n.n.no one here b.b.but m.m.me.” Legacy struggled to say as she shivered from the cold that was made worse from sitting up.

The woman looked around a moment longer before trotting cautiously to the office door. She peaked inside then went in and returned quickly with the keys. She unlocked the door and then unlocked Legacy’s shackles. She motioned for her to get up but legacy shook her head.

“I..I c.c.can’t…. T.to w.w.weak.” She said.

The woman nodded and half pulled her out before lifting her to her feet. The woman’s strength surprised Legacy, as she was petite and at least six inches, if not more, shorter than herself. The woman helped her to a chair and set her down before disappearing and returning with a long coat. She wrapped the woman in it.

“Th.thank you… I’ve been so c.c.cold… We n.need to get out of h.h.here before someone comes back.” Legacy said to the woman.

The native woman shook her head.

“If we can’t then please, slit my wrists of something, I beg you. They’ve beaten and raped me for three days… I don’t know what they want to know… they won’t stop until I’m.. I’m dead… I can’t take anymore.” Legacy begged in a weak voice.

The woman sighed and her shoulders slumped a bit. Legacy could tell that she was scared too, but she wanted to help. Why should would not speak, though bothered her, as she seemed to understand what was said. After a minute or two the woman picked up Legacy again and helped her walk, though it was slow going. At the door the woman stopped, opened it slowly and looked around before helping Legacy out the door. They kept to the shadows and moved to the rougher business district as a pace that could not even be called a crawl. The rough stones and occasional glass shard tore at legacy’s bare feet, but she barely noticed the extra pain at this point.

What seemed like an eternity later the woman sat Legacy down in a dark stairwell behind a ramshackle hotel. In a blink of an eye the woman was gone and Legacy started to shake with fear. Did she make it out to only be left and be further raped and tortured by some drunk or drugged out bum? Was the woman trying to claim a bounty on her? Those thoughts and several other dark thoughts flooded her mind as she sat there alone.

Several minutes later the door behind her popped open and she was sure it was the end. She closed her eyes tightly as she did not want to see what was coming for her now. A light tugging at her arm made her open her eyes and look up. She saw the native woman standing over her with a worried look on her face as the woman saw her condition in the light from the door.

“I..I thought you left me.” Legacy half whispered.

The woman shook her head and pulled Legacy to her feet. Once she was up the woman half carried her up a flight of steps and down the hall to a room where hung the number twelve in a crooked fashion. The woman unlocked the door, turned on the light and helped Legacy to the bed, where she laid her down and covered her up.

“Th.thank you.” Legacy said weakly.

The woman nodded and patted her on the shoulder before pulling a flask and a small green pill from her bag. She shoved the pill in legacy’s mouth and then put the flask to her lips. The liquid inside burned her throat a bit, and caused her to cough at first, but the pleasant warmness that followed told her what it was. The woman helped her drink almost half the flask before she set it beside the bed.

“That feels good.” Legacy said weakly as the warmness from the whiskey soothed her body some.

“Who.. who are you?” Legacy asked.

The woman just frowned and shook her head, but said nothing. She patted Legacy’s arm and then turned out the lights before slipping out the door. Legacy had no clue where the woman was going, but for the moment she did not care as finally, after three days she could sleep.

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About 2 pm Molly woke up a bit groggily from a deep sleep. Dream of the battle and of losing Hondo filled her mind, but she tried to fight them back. She rolled over a bit to snuggle up close to Hondo to find some reassurance but found the spot beside her empty and cold. She sat up quickly and looked around, seeing Tonya still asleep on the other side of the bed, but no Hondo.

She got up as quietly as she could, used the bathroom, and then dressed. She still hurt all over and was tired enough that she could have still been asleep still but she could not rest until she knew he was alright. She tried to tell herself she had to find him to make sure he was resting and not working, like Fernando had ordered, but deep down she knew it was more than that.

She looked around the hanger at first, not finding him anywhere. She found Marvin and Maggie curled up on a bed together, and from the look of the sheet that covered them, that was the only cloth between them and the world. Molly could only shake her head and grin a bit. If they had done it she hope Maggie finally found someone who made her feel good, knowing all too well that feeling herself.

After looking a while longer, she finally found Hondo sitting out beside the hanger watching the soldiers work at cleaning up the bodies and debris from the road and field, as he smoked a cigarillo.

“You had me worried you were off working.” She said as she walked up beside him and placed a hand gently on his shoulder.

He shook his head, “No, just needed to get up for a while…mind wasn’t lettin’ me sleep.”

“You having nightmares too?” She asked.

“Sorta.” He replied. “Some of it was replay an’ some questionin’ myself an’ shit.”

She sat down on his knee and leaned against him with a sigh.

“Was having some of my own, but feeling you close was enough to fight them off. Tried to find you to ward off the last of them but you were gone. Made it feel more real.” She said as a shiver ran through her body.

He sighed, “Didn’t mean to worry ya.”

He had dreamt of seeing them all dead and failing them all, so he knew how she felt, but with that he also felt guilty. He wanted to fix things with Valentine but he was finding his love for the red-headed wessen woman growing deeper. He knew she was investing herself in him too and if it ended he was worried about what she would go through. He contemplated trying to get them both to share him somehow, but his ethics and morals could not justify it. They were already strained by what he was doing now, but he had to admit that he was not sure that he would have made it this far without Molly. Making love to her was a bonus as it had done wonders for his stress levels and outlook on life, but a lingering guilt that it was not Valentine he was making love to bothered him. Had it just been wild sex he might have been able to forgive himself easier, but it was more than that, and there was no denying it.

As much as he would liked to have them both together so as to not hurt either of them, he could not make it work in his head. As he worked through all the arguments, he found rational for almost all of them. What others thought, he did not care as the world could take its opinions and go #$@! itself. There were three opinions that did matter to him, though, those of Tonya, Zoey, and Macey. He was the father to two of them and an uncle to the third, which made showing them the proper way to live his moral responsibility. While he knew this was an odd circumstance, and to ever rule there was an exception, he could not live that exception now and let the girls think the exception was acceptable and normal. No matter how he tried, there was no arguing away the example to the girls that he had to be.

For now, though, he pushed it out of his mind as he was not sure if Valentine would even want him back, let alone make the changes needed for them to be together again. One thing he was sure of, if he ever found the bastard responsible for dragging him here, which caused his relationship with Valentine to fail, he would kill them without a second thought.

After they sat in silence for several minutes Molly sighed and turned to straddle him so she could look into his eyes.

“I do love you, Hondo. You know that, right?” She said softly.

He frowned a bit, “Yeah… I know… as I do you but…”

She nodded, “I know, and I will leave when you ask me to.”

“I don’t want to ask you to, though, but… I have to give her a chance.” He replied softly.

She nodded, “If you’d turn your eye to slavery just once and take me on as your wessen slave, I could humble myself to be that to make us work.”

He shook his head, “No. You are no one’s slave.”

“But I could be yours. If I give myself willingly is it really slavery?” She asked.

“I can’t preach that slavery is wrong an’ fight to end it while havin’ even a willin’ slave. Besides, even if I did, what kind of example would I be to the girls? Is that what any of us want for them? To be a second woman to some man?” He asked

“But our situation is unique!” She argued.

“I know, but would they understand?” He asked.

She sighed and shook her head, “Probably not… but…”

“Listen, Molly, until that day comes let’s not think ‘bout it. When it does we’ll sit down an’ talk. Unless you want to part way now so its easier.” He replied softly.

“No! I want whatever time we can have together…. I promised I’d leave when asked and.. I will. Guess I just want it so bad that I thought we could throw everything else out the window for it, but you are right. The girls come first.” She said.

“Speaking of the girls, was Tonya sleepin’ still?” He asked

She nodded, “Yeah.”

She chuckled after a moment.

“What’s funny?” He asked

“The look on that poor girls face when we jumped out of bed, stark-ass naked like a couple of crazed maniacs! I feel bad for her, but that expression was without price!” Molly chuckled.

He shook his head and frowned a bit, though he couldn’t help but chuckle a little, “Heh, poor sweet girl. Didn’t mean to be that jumpy. I’m sure that was the last thing she wanted to see, but what I feel bad ‘bout is twistin’ her arm like that.”

“She’ll be fine. She’s a strong one, just going through a rough patch like her father is.” Molly said.

“Like we all are… Just worried ‘bout her still havin’ feelin’s for that bastard, Hector.” He growled.

“You think she’s still hooked on him?” Molly asked.

“I think she’s confused ‘bout him… plus she’s stressed out an’ has no friends or anythin’… You an’ I can at least crawl under the sheets an’ help each other out. She has nothin’ but is in it all as deep as we are.” He said

“So, you think that will drive her to him? Desire increased through stress?” Molly half asked, half stated.

“It’s a possibility I worry ‘bout.” He said.

“I think if she will open up to us she will be fine. I’ll try to get her to talk to me. Just talk to her and hug her a lot and she will stay around and not go looking for someone to lose her virginity with. She is still a kid too, you know, and sex to her is only what she imagines it to be at this point.” Molly replied.

“We were both that age once. Did not havin’ it make it any easier to not have it?” He asked

Molly sighed, “No, it almost made it worse! I was about her age when I couldn’t take it anymore and talked the blacksmiths son into trying it out in the hayloft. I was lucky I didn’t get pregnant from him as we screwed like rabbits for months! He had to be shooting blanks, though, unless I’m infertile. I head he ruptured his balls riding a wild horse, though, so that might have been why.”

He grimaced, “Knew a couple guys that did that, sounds more painful than I’d like to think ‘bout.”

She chuckled and leaned in and kissed him softly and deeply. Once she pulled back she smiled at him seductively.

“You can think on that then, or is that a painful thought too?” She asked playfully.

He grinned and shook his head, “Not painful at all, but we’d better not horse ‘round in the open. Soldiers talk an’ better that the little girls don’t know until we know what will happen.”

She frowned a bit but nodded and got off of him.

“You’re right. I didn’t think about it really.” She said

“Don’t worry. Maybe if Tonya wakes up or goes back to her bed we can do a little destressin’ together later, alright?” He said with a smile.

She smiled back softly and nodded, “I’d like that… For now, you got an extra cigarillo?”

He nodded and pulled one out of his pocket and handed it to her. She pulled a lighter from her own pocket, lit it and drew off it deeply before blowing the smoke out her nose.

"Don't worry about Tonya. We'll take care of her together. She'll be fine, just wait an see." Molly said.

They stayed there for a long time just silently watching the soldiers work, together. As horrible as the sight was it was something they did not want to forget either. They knew all to well that history forgotten was bound to repeat itself and this they did not want to forget or repeat.

Well the cowboy, like the red man, you had to leave your land
You can't raise your stock and plant your crop in the gumbo and the sand
Greed disguised as progress has put us to the test
They won't be glad until we're gone from our home out in the west
It's sad to see those good old days replaced with greed and doubt
Soon we'll leave the country, the campfire has gone out
Bid 'em all adieu, you can't turn the world about
The cowboy left the country, the campfire has gone out

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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2825 - Nov 17^th, 2021, 5:33pm

Before getting back on the trail, Hector wrote out a quick message and gave it to the radio operator.

“Tell the E.L.F. operator to send out this message and let us know if it is received.” He ordered.

The radio operator nodded and sent off the message. The message read:
OS ANIMAS THIS IS HECTOR. SPECIAL OPS ENACT HANGMAN PROTOCOL TRAITOR TIMES TWO. CONFIRM RECEIVED.

About forty-five minutes later the radio in the dune-buggy Hector was in squealed to life.

“Sir, we have a partial reply from HQ. Over.” The voice over the radio said.

“What was the reply?” Hector asked gruffly into the microphone.

“MESSAGE UN. Over.” The radio operator replied.

“That is it? It makes no sense!” He growled back.

“Sir, HQ believes the message was cut off and transmissions are being blocked there locally. We may not be able to send anything further. The message may have been intercepted as well. Over.” The operator replied over the radio.

“DAMN, DAMN, DAMN, DAMN!” Hector yelled as he slammed his metal fist into the dash, leaving a sizable dent.

The scarred female fox-wessen smiled to herself. She liked seeing things not work out in Hector’s favor.

“Might have to go there yourself?” She asked, smirking as she spoke.

“If I wanted to hear from a bitch like you, I would #$@! you in the ass and tell you to bark for me!” He growled.

Call me by anything other than my name again or lay a finger on me and I’ll rip you damn balls off, even if I have to die to do it! I’d like to see you mommy pay for the spirits to replace those for you!” She snarled back.

“You watch your tongue! My Lady would not be pleased with your traitorous speech.” He barked back.

“Call her up and see what she says then! I Dare you!” She said grinning.

Hector frowned, “I would not waste My Lady’s time with such petty problems as you!”

The radio crackled to life again, “Sir, any further orders? Over.”

“No. Hopefully they received the message. Otherwise, we will have to trust in those left to carry on the work there.” He replied a bit more calmly.

“Yes, sir. Over and out.” The reply came back.

Hector sighed and muttered to himself for a bit.

“So, not going to Flight Town, I take it?” She asked

“No! We stick to the plan. Wait on this side of the great dessert for them to come to us. This way they will be exhausted and low on supplies when they meet Hector again. Then get my ring, get the girl, and end their miserable existences!” He half growled.

“Another poor girl for you to destroy? I’d think you’d have grown tired of that by now.” She replied.

“You just say that because you miss Hector’s attention now that you are feo.” He said with a grin.

“I doubt you even remember what you did to me, or my name even!” She growled.

“Your name? No. Hector has no need for names as all are his bonita until he makes them feo. Many I forget as their screams and begging all sounds the same after a while but you? You we defiant longer than most and that Hector remembers.” He said as if he enjoyed the memory.

“My name is Sheska. Do not forget that name as I plan to be your last regret.” She snarled.

“Big words, but Hector has broken you before and he will again if you ever threaten him again!” He growled back.

“There was no threat there. Only promises.” Sheska replied flatly.

Hector did not reply further as he saw her words as empty. The only woman he half feared was the Grey Lady, and this woman was definitely not her.

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About 1 pm Valentine pulled herself together after she found she could cry no more. She used the restroom and then looked at her face in the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot, she had dark rings around them and bags forming under them. She rarely wore make-up and Hondo had always insisted that she did not need any, but if it were true before, she knew it was not true now. As much as she could have used it to hide what she was going through, she had no one to impress and no reason to hide, so she left it off and just washed her face to erase the tear stains on her cheeks.

She looked down at her clothes and sighed. The old jeans she had on were faded, and her brown t-shirt had seen better days too, but they would do. She wore an older pair of western boots that had once been black but looked more grey now. Despite it being June, she was cold form not eating properly and being stressed out, so she pulled on a light buckskin chore duster, that was a bit big on her but let her feel like she could hide in it. She pulled on an old brown hat, which she pulled down as low as she could to hide her face, and left her auburn hair to flow out from under it, though it was messy and tangled as it had not seen a comb in a couple days. She looked rumpled, gaunt, and slightly bedraggled but she was on her feet.

She slowly walked to the door and reached for the latch, but stopped as she noticed her hand was trembling. She clutched it to her chest and fought back tears that threatened to start up again. She looked around quickly before her eyes stopped on the bottle of whiskey that her older counterpart had been drinking from. She walked over to it and picked it up, pulling the cork from the top before stopping and staring at it. She wondered if she should, if she could use it to help her control herself or if she would just turn into a drunk like the old Valentine said she would. She closed her eyes for a moment then took a long pull off of it, after she decided she had nothing more to lose anyway.

After a couple shots straight from the bottle she found one of Hondo’s spare flasks, filled it and stuck it into her pocked. She paused at the door again looking around, feeling as if she was missing something. She realized it was her gun she was missing, but the safe was locked. She shook her head after a moment, thinking that she was better off without it anyway. She had scared some folks with her temper and carrying a gun now would not put them at ease. Besides, if an attack happened, she might be better off unarmed. The unarmed usually died first and that would at least be an easier way out than to stay and see Hondo drift further from her reach and further into Molly’s arms.

She wanted to hate Molly but she could not. Molly was only doing what she should have been doing. She knew she should be grateful that someone was caring for the man she loved, or at least told herself she loved. She wondered how much she did love him, if she could not even muster a fake apology to keep him with her. She knew he would probably see through a fake, even if she could muster it, so that would probably do more damage than staying silent would. She wished she could see that she was wrong but all she saw was her own pain and loneliness. Why was she the only one who saw it? Why?

Her hand still shook a bit as she reached for the door latch again, but not as bad as before. Once she opened the door she walked slowly down the stairs and closed the door behind her, all the while staring at the ground. She did not know who was staring at her but she knew they were as she could feel the eyes on her, watching and judging her for everything. It did not matter who stared or judged her as she figured they all would sooner or later. She did not need any further convincing that she was alone and if not hated, at least looked down on.

She made her way to Ruth’s camper, staring at the ground the whole way. As she approached Ruth came out and stopped at the sight of her.

“Val? Is that you?” Ruth asked, not sure if it was her or the one she was told was her sister.

Val looked up at her but did not make full eye contact before looking back down and nodded.

“It’s me, Ruth.” She answered softly.

Ruth sighed, “If you are here to see the girls I’ve been told only myself, Fernando or Hondo are allowed to see them.

Val nodded and spoke quietly as she stared at the ground, “I.. I know… If I try I’ll get thrown out of camp.”

“I don’t think Hondo would do that, but even if he’s that upset Fernando wouldn’t allow it.” Ruth said.

“I.. I think it’s Fernando who wants me gone… I can’t talk to him either… was ordered to stay away from him too.” She replied in almost a whisper.

Ruth sighed, “Val, I know you went through hell, but your attitude the last several days, and how you’ve treated Hondo, the girls, and others… There’s just no excuse!”

Val stood quietly but said nothing, not even nodding or shaking her head to agree or refute what Ruth said.

Ruth sighed again, “Listen, lunch is running late again, I’m shorthanded, and I have a lot things to do, so I don’t have time to stand here while you feel sorry for yourself. We can talk later after supper if you have to talk, but frankly I’m not sure I have any sympathy to give you right now and the extra work you left me has me worn out and stressed, so I’m not happy with you about that on top of everything!”

Ruth started to walk away but Val called out to her and stopped her in her tracks.

“Ruth, wait, please!” She begged half looking up at her.

Ruth turned back and looked her up and down for a moment. She had not see her this rough before other than when Maggie had carried her into camp, but as much as she wanted to feel sorry for her she was finding it hard.

“Val, I don’t have time right now.” Ruth said.

“I… I want to help.” Val half whispered.

“What?” Ruth asked

“I.. I want to help, you know.. with food and stuff… Hondo said If I didn’t I had to leave.” Val replied.

Ruth shook her head, “We have too many who are relying on us for meals. I can’t turn this back over to you to have you flake out and drop everything again, leaving me clueless.”

“No, I mean… I’ll.. I’ll work under you. Please, Ruth, I got to try not to lose him! I’ll do whatever you need!” Valentine begged.

For the first time Ruth saw true desperation in the woman’s eyes and it was scary to see, as she knew what that kind of desperation felt like. It reminded her of how she felt when she was shackled in that slave van, with no hope, being sent who knows where, and being powerless to protect those she cared about or to even keep them all together. It was the feeling of utter loss and powerlessness. The only difference was Val made this trouble for herself. Whether she was sorry for what she had done, Ruth did not want to judge on, and beyond that she really did need the help.

A slight smile crossed Ruth’s face as she thought. She was not a vengeful woman but getting a pound of flesh back after Val having dropped everything on her again was a nice thought.

“Alright, I’ll give you a chance as I really could use the help. Half my usual help is either injured or too terrified to even be here today. Terri was a wreck and Karl, though he has a concussion, is sitting with her. You can help the other two by cutting up some vegetables and fruit for the children’s lunch. The adults who aren’t vegetarian will just have to do without as we are limited. We are taking care of our own for lunch as the military is busy, but we will join forces for supper. Until I give notice you chop, prep, and wash whatever me, Jo, or the military cooks say. You are to be the first one here and the last one gone. Fernando says he’s the last to eat, well, from now on that’s you and I. We don’t eat until everyone is fed and things are cleaned up! You think you can handle that get over to that prep table and start cutting. If you have any arguments then I guess you’d better go pack your bag as I don’t have time to deal with you.” Ruth replied a bit harshly.

Val’s shoulders seemed to sag a bit more at her words, but she just nodded, walked over to the table, rolled up her sleeves, and started chopping after the wessen sheep twins showed her what they were to prep. The whole time she worked she said nothing, did not look up, or smile. She kept her head down and worked with a somber look on her face, one that was not there on purpose, but one that said her depression would allow no others.

Joanna came up behind Ruth as she stood watching Val for a moment to see what she would do. After she had started working Joanna spoke up.

“You were a bit hard on her, weren’t you?” Joanna asked.

“Maybe I was but you see what she’s been doing. If she’s had a change of heart then good, but if not… I do not want to see Hondo or those girls hurt any worse than they have been… You remember how he nearly tore himself apart trying to find her and blamed himself and after all that this is the respect he gets from her?” Ruth said angrily.

“It’s not right but she was broken badly.” Joanna argued.

“But Hondo and others tried to help her and she just fought them! Broken is understandable, but lashing out at those who care and try to help?” Ruth groused.

“They why are you giving her a chance? Why not tell her no and let her be run off, if what she said was true?” Joanna asked

“Because I think its what Hondo would want and… and she was there to welcome us and help us after he rescued us. She was as responsible as they were for seeing us outfitted and being made to feel safe and welcomed after we lost everything. She tried to be a friend but I didn’t work to hard to be a friend back. Maybe she has been feeling alone and singled out. You see her have many friends around here?” Ruth asked

Joanna shook her head, “No, not really now that you say it, other than Hondo and Fernando and maybe Maggie, but it seems like she has been staying away too. I half overheard some of the yelling this morning and even her sister doesn’t want anything to do with her now, seems like.”

“Maybe if we had tried harder to be friends to her she would have had someone to talk to and not lashed out like she did. I don’t know, but I feel that at the very least we owe her a shot at a second chance.” Ruth replied.

Joanna nodded, “I can agree to that, but… try not to sound so angry when talking to her next time. If you are right, she probably craves a kind word more than anything.”

Ruth sighed, “Probably. Just frustrated that she dropped this all on us so abruptly and we are so ill fitted to provide what is needed so people are eating late.”

“I know, but taking it out on her helps no one… I do know how you feel though. I’d love to go hunting right now or even get into a fist fight or even have a roll in the hay with someone! Something to relieve some of this pent-up stress!” Joanne half exclaimed

“Jo!” Ruth exclaimed.

“What?” Joanna asked in an annoyed tone.

“I know you’ve always been the wild one, but you shouldn’t talk like that!” Ruth scolded.

“Oh, come on. You know you want the same thing right now. I think you’re disappointed that Mr. Hondo is shacking up with Molly instead of giving you a chance to ease his stresses yourself!” Joanna said as she grinned wickedly.

Ruth blushed, “Be that as it may, you should not talk about such things! And we do not know that he and Molly are doing anything so do not repeat that you think he is. Rumors like that could hurt him, especially if it got to Val or one of the girls!”

Joanna frowned, “Sorry, didn’t think about that, but… I know you’d like him to bed you.”

Ruth tried to give her an angry look but had to turn away as she was right. She ached for a lover and ever since Hondo rescued them she had had a crush on him.

“We have a lot to do to get lunch out still, so let’s get to it.” Ruth said hastily trying to change the topic.

Joanna giggled and went back inside to work. Ruth wished for a cold shower about now, but there was work to do so she swallowed and just hoped others did not notice how flushed she was as she tried to reign in her imagination and concentrate on food prep.

She checked the stew that was simmering on the open fire and tasted it. It was ready to eat, so she went in to help with sandwiches and such.

At 1:45 pm Lunch was finally ready to be served.

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Legacy woke several hours later and groans as she tried to move her stiff body. Something felt different, though so she pulled the blanket up and looked at herself. She had been cleaned up and several of her worse injuries had been bandaged. She tried to pull her mind together to figure out what happened, but she barely remembered being half carried into the room.

She looked around the room and in the dim light saw the woman who had helped her sitting half asleep in a chair. She tried to sit up but a stabbing pain in her ribs made her groan loudly before collapsing back on the bed. Her groans woke the woman and came over to her side, turned on a bedside lamp, and looked at her with a worried look.

“You… you cleaned me up and tended my wounds?” Legacy asked groggily

The woman nodded.

“Who are you?” She asked in a weak voice

The woman just frowned and looked down for a second before removing the Indian blanket shawl from over her head to expose her cat like ears.

“You’re not a native!.. unless you’re wessen… Are you a wessen or a spirit?” Legacy asked, a bit more energy coming to her voice now.

The woman held up two fingers but legacy shook her head as she did not understand.

“I don’t understand… you can understand me so… you can’t speak, can you?” Legacy asked.

The woman nodded and tapped on her throat to signal that she could not talk.

“I see, so only yes or no questions then.” Legacy said to which the woman nodded in agreement.

“Okay, are you a wessen then?” She asked

The woman shook her head.

“So, spirit then.” She stated.

The woman nodded.

“I know many of the natives thought you were gods and some still do, but that native dress isn’t because of that, is it?” She asked

The woman shook her head.

“You hiding then? In some sort of trouble?” Legacy asked

The woman nodded sadly.

“Can you write?” Legacy asked

The woman nodded and looked around for something to write with. She found a small note pad and pencil in the larger med kit that she had brought in along with some clothes for Legacy after she fell asleep.

“Alright, can you tell me your name?” She asked

The woman wrote on the pad and showed it to her.

“You’re name is Raven?” She said

The woman nodded.

“Who are you hiding from?” She asked

Raven took the pad and wrote on it again and handed it back.

“Someone killed your man and want to kill you! Why?” She asked

She just shook her head.

“If.. If you need help my boss is pretty powerful and has some powerful allies with some of the spirits.

Raven gave her a worried look and took the pad back and wrote on it and handed it back.

“Who is my Boss? The Grey Lady. Just help me get back to her and …” Legacy started to say but the look of terror on ravens face as she shook her head stopped her.

Raven grabbed the pad and wrote on it hastily in big letter before handing it back. Legacy took it back and read it with a confused look.

“Wait, you think the spirits who work with my boss killed your husband. That can’t be. The Grey Lady is harsh but she can be kind too. You should see all the people she’s helped!” Legacy exclaimed.

Raven shook her head and wrote again, underlining the words: Grey Lady EVIL!

Legacy read it and shook her head, “She’s not!... What is the name of the man you loved.. the one you say the spirits killed?”

Raven shook her head.

“Please tell me.” Legacy asked

Raven hesitantly took the paper and wrote down : H. I. Sackett.

Legacy’s eyes grew big, “H.I. Sackett?! The Hondo Sackett? The rogue time walking bandit?!?”

Raven shook her head and wrote again hastily : Those are lies! He’s good! He helps! Grey Lady Lies! Spirits Lie!

Legacy looked at it and shook her head, “But… no, that can’t be true… but… if… if it is… something Hector said makes sense if this is right but… but I’m her personal assistant!”

Raven looked at her with a sad look and wrote again: So, you know of all those she has kill for power?

“Killed for power? That.. that makes no sense! GAH!” Legacy groaned loudly as she tried to sit up again but the wave of pain made her decide otherwise.

She panted for a moment, “Could.. could she be hiding that all from me? Is that why Hector thought I knew more and why he did this to me??”

Raven shrugged.

“I… I just can’t believe it.” Legacy said softly.

Raven’s frowned deepened and she took the pad and wrote again: Must leave. Sorry. Cannot be caught by them again.

Raven handed it to her, grabbed her bag and headed to the door as she read it.

“Wait! Please, please stay. I promise I won’t turn you in. I’ll help you once I better but, please stay. I.. I need help and need to hear more…. The Grey Lady saved my life as a child and gave me a home with her servants… I owe her a lot but if this is true… I must know.” Legacy begged in a soft, tired voice.

Raven paused. Half of her screamed for her to run but half told her the woman needed her help and if there was a chance, even a slim chance that she could get this woman to understand the truth, then maybe, just maybe, their was still a chance at stopping the spirits and the Grey Lady’s plans. She could not do it alone but maybe with Legacy’s help…

Raven sighed and set her bag down before returning to Legacy’s bed side and taking the pad again. She wrote: I stay for now. You sleep. Talk later.

Legacy took the pad, read it and nodded.

“Okay. I am having a hard time keeping my eyes open… please don’t leave after I fall asleep. I.. I need to know.” She said groggily.

Raven nodded and turned out the light. Before long Legacy was back asleep and Raven settled back into the arm chair. A tear trickled down her cheek as she thought of Hondo. She hoped she was doing the right thing, but without him she had no choice but to either give up and hide or to take a chance, and it was not in her to give up. She had been through too much in her life to give up now.

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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2826 - Nov 21^st, 2021, 9:59pm

[Convoy Camp at Flight Town]

Some two hours have passed as the clock approaches 1:30PM, lunch for the troops and the convoy residents is being prepared. Most meals are packed up into individual boxes and put into cases to be taken to the troops on patrol. The table to serve the convoy members has been set up at Fernando’s Dub Box Camper Trailer behind his Electric Camper Vehicle where he is trying to rest inside camper. Sleep was impossible and rest was hard to get having this small girl version of an adult lying on top of him who has seemed to fallen asleep on him.

It takes some doing but he manages to switch a pillow for his body, and got off the bed so he can put his clothes back on. One he is dressed, he leaves the camper through the front passenger doorway. Most of the kids have been fed as he approaches his Dub Box trailer with Ruth and a couple soldiers at the table.

“Hello Ruth. As far as you know, Macey and Zoey has been fed?” Fernando asks.

“Not that I know of.” Ruth replies.

“Then I am going to need four lunches for the girls, with one with a snack for Penny.” Fernando tells her.

“I’ll get that done for you.” Ruth says, adding, “Anything for you?”

“I’ll eat last after one has eaten. You know that.” Fernando says before suddenly adding “Oh! What about Hondo and his crew? I think he will need 8 lunches, four meat and four non-meat lunches. Set them up while I give the lunches to the girls.”

Ruth nods, “I’ll get that done for you. Today’s lunch it a sandwich and a soup, and we have some sweet water juices. The meat sandwich is roast beef with gravy, the vegetable sandwich is a shredded lettuce salad with tomato and carrot which the Wessens seem to like a lot, soup is a beef noodle soup or a vegetable noodle soup.”

“For the girls I’ll take the meat sandwich, beef soup and the juice. Same with Hondo’s group with the meat eaters and the vegetable eaters meals to be separate.”

It takes Ruth a couple of minutes to get the lunch meals for the girls ready for him. She gives them to him in a paper bag. He says thanks as he takes the bag, and starts walking to Ruth’s Dub Box Camper. He goes in and sets up launch for the girls (Macy and Zoey).

He looks at them, “Don’t give me any guff about not hungry. You two are going to eat this for it is all we got and food is not wasted. Now, I’ll check on you two later. I have give out the rest of the food to Penny and Ichigo and feed the cats.”

Fernando then turns to the door and leaves the camper. He walks to the few feet to Ruth’s camper and knocks on the door. Joanna opens it and allows Fernando to go in. He tells her thanks before heading to Penny. He sets Penny’s lunch and dessert by her work area. He then tells her, “I’ll see you around dinner time.”

Penny nods.

Fernando walks up to Joanna, and bends down and picks up Meeshie and Kitty and their food and water bowls. “I’ll take these two and make sure they are fed and went to the bathroom before maybe bringing them back.”

“No problem. But they were already fed early this morning with the food you gave us yesterday.” Joanna replies and says.

“Then thanks. I’ll take care of them. If they have to return, they will return with Ichigo.” Fernando explains to her.

Joanna nods before Fernando steps out of their camper. He walks around the front of Ruth’s camper, past Joanna’s truck and to his electric camper. He opens the front passenger door and put the cats on passenger seat. Meeshie looks at Fernando for a moment before she meows and hops over to the driver’s seat. Kitty follows her, almost not making the distance but barely manages. Fernando gets in, sits on the passenger seat before closing and locking the door.

He goes between the seats and to the back of the camper, sitting on the edge of the bed. He places a hand on Ichigo’s shoulder, giving her a hard shake. “Hey, sleepyhead, wake up!”

“Huh?” Ichigo slowly wakes up.

“I said wake up.” Fernando tells her. She slowly wakes up fully and partially sit/lie on the bed facing him. He tells her “Here is some lunch. I’m going to take care of the cats and then I have to deliver lunch to Hondo and his crew.”

“Oh...” Ichigo says.

Fernando goes about cleaning and setting up food and water bowls with some dry food for them to snack on and water to drink. He then opens the sliding door partially to allow Meeshie and Kitty to go out and do their kitty business out in the grassy area. That only takes them a few minutes to do and return from. With the cats back in the camper, he goes out to his Dub Box Camper to meet with Ruth. She hands him two bags of lunches. He gives thanks and heads out to the main area of the parking lot to take a jeep. Seeing none, he walks to the Major. She was discussing orders with her commanding officers of various tasks of the group.

He does not see Minerva in her EMT jacket and hat walking up to him from behind as he asks the Major, “Excuse me Major Moynihan, is there a free jeep I can use? I need to deliver Lunch to Hondo and his group.”

The Major tells him, “I’ll do one better than that.” She then turns to one of her officers, “Bring one of the completed jeeps here for him.”

The officer leaves, and in a couple of minutes, arrives with a painted jeep in Bone White and red crosses along the sides hard top shell and lower jeep body with “Rescue Medic Service” around the cross. The fuel tank was filled to full and the four 5-gallon fuel jugs are also been filled and placed into their external mountings. The officer steps out of the jeep and hands the keys over to the Major.

The Major turns to Fernando, handing him the keys “There you are, one of two is done. The doors are in the back if you want to install them. The refill tanks are full as well as the main tank under the driver’s seat. We took the radio that was in it and put in a standard CB and a military radio with our frequencies. We redid the engine and fixed up a few issues that were found with the vehicle’s wiring. It should last you for many years to come.”

“You did more than enough. Thank you.” Fernando tells her.

“No, thank you. You did so much for us, giving you a couple of recycled vehicles is nothing. Compared to what you did for us.” The Major tells him.

“Alright then. I’ll see you later for that meeting with Wessen Town at 6o’clock.” He tells the major as he walks to the jeep. He gets into the driver’s side with Minerva getting into the passenger side. He looks at his unexpected passenger, “I’m not going to say a thing. Right now I got to get this to Hondo and his crew.”

“I’m not saying anything, just let’s go.” Minerva tells him.

Fernando starts driving away in his new jeep. Once out of the parking lot, Minerva starts to ask questions.

“If you already have a camper, why have another vehicle? You can’t drive both of them.” Minerva tells him as they drive down the roads to the hangers.

“If you accept to go with us, they are for you and your group. I’ll see about getting a towable camper for them that can hold the kids comfortably if you accept.” He tells her. Minerva just looks at him with concern, which he adds, “If you do not go, I can give one of them to you and your group to drive about Flight Town, the other will go with me.” He then pulls over into a grassy field by the runway. “Give me a second, I need to set something up.”

Fernando gets out of the jeep, looking at them over and then at the door in the rear of the tub of the jeep. He pulls down the driver’s seat and takes out the doors, installing them without tools as they were designed to do. He can secure them in place with lock-nuts and other parts later in the immediate future. Installing the doors only takes a couple minutes, complete with rolling windows extended in the closed position. He gets back into the jeep. Minerva looks at him.

“Now what?” Minerva asks.

“We go see Hondo.” Fernando tells her.

“Oh. I thought we were going to...” Minerva begins to say.

“Going to what – have sex?” Fernando throws at her. He adds, “What is it with you and the others? Got Dick on the mind or something?”

Minerva looks at him shocked and embarrassed.

He keeps looking at her, “Look, I do not care if you and the others are used servicing guys who #$@! more than rabbits in heat. I am not interested in sex for now, and won’t be for a long time. And before you think it, it is not because you are a Wessen or I can carrying some sickness that I am waiting for it to go away or I am impotent for some dumb reason or that I am gay. I am just tired of it. I have been burnt and betrayed by some hoe I thought I could trust and I need a time away you females in the sexual sense. In short, it’s not you, it’s me. Maybe one day, whether it is later today, tomorrow, next week or who knows when if you are to be with me in my travels, I’ll be #$@!ing your brains out on a daily basis. But until that happens, I want to be left alone on the subject.”

“But… When you kissed me in front of everybody, I thought we had something special.” Minerva tells him. She pauses for a second before adding, “And those times we slept together... it felt special to be with you, like I belonged there or something.”

“We’ll talk about it after I deal with Hondo and his crew. It is important that they get fed, it is not fair to them if we get to eat and they don’t because they are in a different location.” Fernando tells her before turning on the engine and putting the jeep in gear. He concentrates on the vehicle’s operation and feel, sensing that it feels like it is new or at least rebuilt, which is something he did not want but he might as well enjoy the fruits of their labor. It takes them a couple more minutes to get to Hondo’s hanger. Leaving the jeep by the doorway, Fernando finds Karl and Melvin around the area and tells them to get inside the hanger for lunch.

Inside the hanger as he prepares the meal on one of the work tables, Fernando yells out, “Hondo! Lunch is here! I have to go, so it is on this work table. Laters!”

“Thanks, see ya laters!” Hondo’s voice echoes from upstairs.

Fernando turns to Marvin and Karl, “Enjoy fellas. Sorry it is late. And that bag has meat in its meal. This one is for you, but do check them before you take a bite.”

“Thanks.” Melvin replies.

“No problem.” Karl replies.

Fernando sighs before saying, “Let’s go Minerva.” He walks out of the hanger and to the jeep, opening the passenger door for Minerva first before going to the other side.

The engine gets turned on and then the jeep drives away. Fernando takes a deliberate long way around, stopping by a lake at the extreme South West of the runway in a forested area. He parks the jeep under some large trees with about 25 yards to the shore of the lake. He turns off the engine and sets the parking brake to hold the jeep in place.

“Now, as you were saying?” Fernando tells her.

Minerva looks at him, unsure of what to say or do.

He repeats himself, adding, “As you were saying before, when I kissed you in front of everybody, you thought we had something special. And of those times we slept together... it felt special to be with me, like you belonged there or something.” He waits for her to reply but she does not. He throws in, “First off, do not equate sex as love. You and the girls of the group, even the young adults: Tracey, Abigail, and your twin Miniya think that sex can be used to cover for solutions to your problems. And in that, if needed, sex is connected to those feelings like affection and love in order to justify sex to be used as a solution to problems. To think Lily was willing to give up her pussy to me for fixing her arm, and had lifted up her dress to me to show and offer me her pussy. No girl, regardless of age, should be offering her pussy or any other sexual favors to payment of things would need, because that it prostituting herself for those things. And that devalues her as a person. It will turn her into a sex kitten and a whore. That is not a life for her to have. If I would have been somebody else instead of the person who I am, I would be pounding that little girl’s pussy and do nothing for her to fix her arm until she realizes that I will do nothing for her. And just like her, I would be doing the same to you and the others. Abigail was about to give up her pussy to me for curing Little Mary of her venomous snake bite. Miniya was about to let me #$@! her as a distraction from the Pool Game I had with Giovanni, which if I would have lost would have had myself as well as both Tracey and Miniya killed. For what? A stupid pool game? That’s a joke. And here you are, you have been trying to get into my bed so I can do you lovely since the start. You act like we have known each other for a long time and yet I never met you until a couple days ago. So what gives?”

Minerva takes a while to think of an answer to all this. She then begins, “As a little girl I was told by some travelling Gypsy that I would be connected to a very powerful person, one who would solve most, if not all of the problems Flight Town has, if not the world. But I was warned to beware of those pretending to that person. Thus when Hector was calling out to me, I thought he was the one, that is until he started to beat me and abuse me. Then there were those claiming to be ‘The Time Walker.’ There were five of them, a medic and a cowboy coming in almost once every three or four years, and they went about making demands or else merchant stores mysteriously went up in fire. But then they were forced to deal with Hector. Hector had two of them killed, the other three ran away before meeting up with Hector. Then you came. And you proven yourself as to who you are. You defeated Hector and his people more than once and yet you seem to be toying with him, because from what I seen, if you wanted him dead, he would have been dead a long time ago. But for some reason you are letting him live. I wish you would just do us all the favor and kill him once and for all. The man does not deserve to live. You chopped his hand off, you need to finish him and chop his head off. The world would be better without him. And when you do that, then the Gypsy’s words would be true and I would be connected to you as your friend, lover, wife, anything you want me to be for you, and you would save this town from a lot of hurt. So for you, I would give of myself to you, anything you want from me is yours. Miniya, Abby and Tracey would also give of themselves to you for the same reason. But it has been too many years of this that has been going on and we do not know what to do anymore. Whoring ourselves is the easiest option for us to take, because the need is too great and the price is too high for the basic things in life: food, medicine, clothing, shelter; those damn human merchants want outrageous prices paid from us Wessens for those things. But you gave us those things for free. So why would we offer ourselves to you, and to your friend Hondo. But neither one of you want to take us. Why not? Is it because we’re not humans and you both are some human purist not willing to stick your dick into Wessen scum like me and the others? You said and shown that is not the case and you claim that Wessens are Humans because we were forced into a change. But then you say that you are not interested because some woman you trusted burned you. I am not that other woman and I would never do anything to burn you, I would never betray your trust. I value your friendship and want to be your companion, even with the others you allied yourself with. But I know that I need you more than you need me. So I’m willing to do anything to be there with you. Anything.”

“Then respect my time and my space. Do as I say and not what I do. You have to make that decision for yourself and for others whether you go with me or not. If the children cannot go with you, I can assure you that General Jastrey’s people will take care of them like they have with the orphans of Center Town, Slavia and now she is in Flight Town dealing with the issues there including children who are put into slavery due to them being orphans. It is just a matter of days when she will arrive here and she will take care of the children when she leaves.” Fernando explains.

“Why would she do that?” Minerva asks.

“She is doing this because she knows that like she was herself long ago, the children are the future. A future one has to protect and nurture. Families have to remain intact in order to have a better future. Children have to be educated to make a better future. And when all is said and done, the future will be there and the world will be a better place. That is why she is doing it.” He tells her.

“I thought you had something to do with that.” She states.

“I had a talk with her where I would take a few people with me to help them while she and her army take over control but not ownership of their farms and hope to have a harvest by fall. In turn those who we cannot take with us, she would take care of through education, home dormitories and training. All I ask was for adoption papers for Macey and Ichigo, Hondo asked for adoption papers for Zoey and Tonya, and Jeanette asked for papers for Penny. Others joined us, I got them their rides and campers to sleep in, and she understand the work that I am doing and realized that Center Town had no future unless somebody gave it a future. So she decided to take it upon herself to give her home town the future it needed and expand to the other nearby towns. From that railroads are being reconnected, highways are being cleaned and maintained, and people are working for a common good. Now she is expanding to the other larger towns, and is currently in Fight Town. Then she will be here in a couple of days.” He explains to her.

“If she is here in a couple days, what if Hector attacks again?” She asks.

“I will take care of Hector no matter where he is or when.” He tells her.

“And who will take care of you?” She asks.

“I will take care of myself.” He tells her. She looks at him in disbelief, making him add, “Having a girlfriend, wife, significant other is a deterrent and an obstacle that can be used against me if they found out about you or the others and took you by force as to be used against me. I will tell you now, if anyone would do such an act and try to use you, Macey, Ichigo or anyone in the convoy against me and force me to work on their behalf, that will be the last time they think they have the upper hand with anyone as I will kill them where they stand. Then I will go after those who work for them, and those they had befriended. Finally, I will go after their families like they had done with mine, and eliminate the entire family tree from existence. That is the price they will pay for messing with me and threatening my family and my friends, which includes you, Miniya, Abigail, Tracey and the kids.” He tells her in a very cold tone that chills her to the bone.

Minerva does not say a word for the time being.

“You thinking that you could be somebody special to me? Let tell you this much, I have gotten more respect, trust, and love from my cat than from those females who claim that they loved me when it is obvious that they did not and only wanted me for whatever it is they could get from me. It is not about sex, I can get sex from anyone at anytime when I want it on my terms. It is about love that is supposed to be there but is not because the entitlement of those who dare say ‘I Love You’ is high and thick; as long as they get what they want, they continue with the act of loving somebody that they do not but as long as they get what they want out of the relationship, they continue the charade. But Meeshie, in her way, she gives me what she can and accepts what little I can give her. The door of my camper is open for to walk away and never return but she always return when she goes out to do her kitty cat business. She understands if I am late feeding her, and she knows what needs to be done and allows me to do them as needed. No bitching, no complaining, no demands, just total understanding. That is respect, trust and love. If you cannot do that, then what you have is not love but infatuation based on fulfilling greed from entitlement.” He explains.

Minerva bows her head down in a moment of silence.

He adds, “If you are going to be somebody of importance to me, you need to understand and accept the possibility of the danger it may involve. You think things are bad with Hector around? Compared to others before him that I had to kill or destroy and others I will face in the future, Hector is a nobody. He is more of a pain in the ass than a danger to anybody once everybody finds out by what rules he plays with and that they can play by their rules over his rules. In that, Hector will lose all power, authority and respect others had for him. But he is not the problem here, you are. In joining me and being my significant other, if you do not listen to me, you can get hurt and maybe even killed. You have to absolutely must listen to what I say and do as I tell you to do. If you think that is too much to ask, then you do not deserve to be my significant other. Again, it is not because you are a Wessen. It is because I just told you. Now, you got a few days to decide while I get the convoy ready for our trip to the next town. Hopefully then you will have made a decision.”

Minerva does not say a thing but nods.

“Now, let’s go. I need to rest up before we go to Wessen town at six to deal with Hector. What you do is on you.” He tells her, before turning on the engine again and putting the car into gear. He reverses the jeep out of the trees and back onto the dirt roads of the area, before he gets on the main roads around the runaway and heads back to the convoy camp. They arrive after a couple minutes of driving. He parks the medic jeep near the electric camper. He steps out of the jeep, walks around and opens the door to the passenger side. He gives Minerva a helping hand to step out of the jeep

For some reason they look at each other while holding hands in silence and unaware of the things around them. But like all good things, it too must come to a quick end. Fernando steps away from the jeep to let her wall by and he can close the door. Only things on his mind is 6o’clock and the town meeting at Wessen town.

He takes the few steps to his electric camper, slowly opening the sliding door and lets himself in. Once the sliding door is closed and locked, he steps to the center of the camper and pops open the camper top to let some air flow inside. Looking over to the bed, Ichigo was still on the bed and the cats were curled up into little furballs by the corner next to the rear door. He starts taking off his outer layers. As he begins to unbutton his shirt there is a knock on his sliding door. He steps to the door and opens it slightly. It is Minerva in her regular clothing, having taken off her EMT Jacket and clothing.

“Yeah?” He asks her.

“Can I go in and have a talk with you?” She asks.

“We already had our talk. I said everything that had to be said and you just sat there nodding your head, saying nothing to what had to be said.” He tells her.

“I had to do a lot of thinking because it is not just me, it involves the kids, my sister and my friends. If it were me alone, I would go.” She tells him.

“Get the older kids to watch the younger kids while ‘the adults have a meeting’ and bring your sister and friends here.” He tells her. She nods and then starts walking away. Though he closes the door, he waits by it for her and her friends to return. There was a knock on the door a couple minutes later. He slides the door open slightly, seeing Minerva with the others there. He tells them before opening the fully “Come inside but one of my girls is sleeping so I need you all to be quiet while inside.”

They enter the electric camper and sit on the edge of the bed. Fernando leans against the back of the driver’s seat.

“So what do you want to talk about?” Fernando asks Minerva.

Minerva sighs looking down at herself before she looks up at him, “I cannot make the decision for all of us and I cannot make a decision for myself when it means deserting my friends and family.”

“What are you talking about, Min?” Miniya asks.

“He asks if I could leave with him when the convoy leaves, and if possible to have you three to leave with me.” Minerva answers her question.

“If we leave who would take care of the children?” Abigail asks.

“They either come with us or General Jastrey will take care of them s she rebuilds Flight Town into a better place.” He explains.

Miniya laughs as he finishes his statement. She throws in, “Flight Town, a better place? This place has been the smelly arm pit of Hell since probably before The Chaos happened and it will continue to be the smelly arm pit of Hell for as long as remains here. People like Hector De La Cruz will rule this place and continue with its corruption of those who come here for a better chance in life. Minerva and I might be in our twenties, but we seen and been through more than enough to fill several life times. This General Ass-Free or whoever HE is will not make things better for all who work and live here but better for themselves, like Hector did for himself, and others before him and all others who come afterwards.”

“First off, General Jastrey is a woman. Second, if you do not want to be reminded of our little trip to the Jurassic to see the dinosaurs, then understand that this place, this land called the United States of America, though it may have had its problems, did not have slavery, people were free to live their lives as they thought they had and criminals like Hector and Giovanni were locked up in prison far away from the communities from which they committed their crimes.” Fernando explains to her before reaching to the front seat passenger basket in the front of the camper and takes out his little Lenovo S10e Laptop.

“First of all, you are not the fabled Time Walker, many Spirit Followers have that ability to send people to a far away land where plants hardly grows and monsters walk the earth. You are not the first to have sent me to such a place. No doubt, you will not be the last.” Miniya tells her.

“I do not care of what you think of me. But remember one thing – I own you and Tracey and I own your lives by saving it from Giovanni’s will of ending it with a bullet to the head. As for you Abigail, you were going to give me what you should have been saving for your future husband because I saved a little girl’s life from the wretched death from the poison of a ‘rope dog’s bite’. And you Minerva – you have been on my shot since day one even though you told me about that Gypsy story. I do not think there has been a travelling Gypsy in these parts for over 100 or so years. But in all your cases, I gave you a pill, a kind of medicine from before the Chaos that has restored your bodies from the injuries and abuses done to you. You might still have the memories of what had happened to you but your bodies are now at a virgin state. You can think or believe in what you want to think and believe, but I have asked nothing in return. And what I ask of Minerva, she can say ‘No’ at any time she wants. I’m not forcing her or any of you to go with me if you do not want to go. But if you do want to go, we need to prepare for that. Just in case, I have gotten two jeeps for you four to ride in with the convoy. I just need to get you all a large trailer to sleep in, whether it be for you four or the whole group. If you stay, however those two jeeps are still yours, so you can travel about the town. I do not want them, I have this piece of rolling shit to deal with. Now, if you four have nothing to say I have to see the Major. You all can stay here for now to discuss your plans while I am gone.” He tells them before opening the sliding door enough for him to step out of. Once outside, he closes the door.

The three of them look at each other.

“How many assholes are you going to fall for because of that stupid gypsy telling you that you would fall for some idiot with power, as she told me the same thing thinking I was you. If she was a real future story teller, she would have known that I was your twin and that you and I are not the same and our futures would be different. And him sending me to another place where monsters roam, spirits and those claiming to be the Time Walker do that all the time. Some of us were sent to someplace and then returned to teach us a lesson. He is like all of them – only want one thing – us to be his slaves and serve him and service him, because all men are like that!” Miniya throws at her twin.

“If that were true I would be on my back servicing him right now, because ‘All Men’ want to do a little girl like me lovely.” A voice is heard behind them. They turn around to see Ichigo lying on her side looking at them. She continues now that she got their attention “As the Time Walker, I met him long ago when I was a bunny ring girl at Fight Town, where he fought against the Lich and back then he won. Many years later I being a Fight and Event Manager, meet him who you all met, set up a rematch with the Lich. It was a Death Match; and he did not fight for the money, though he won more money from that one fight than this town will ever see in its life time – a number of cash so large it broke all the banks in Fight Town, which caused the riots that are going on there right now. Fernando, as you know him by name, is the Time Walker because only the Time Walker was able to defeat the Lich – twice. And the Lich had never lost a fight except for the two he fought against the Time Walker.”

“Sounds like a set up to me. He came in, did a set up, won the fight, and everyone got paid. Giovanni does that all the time, even though he lost a great deal of money in that fight, he sent some men out to Fight Town to investigate what happened and to get his money back. Face it, you and Fight Town had been had by a Spirit.” Miniya tells her.

“You are wrong and I will tell you why.” Ichigo begins. She continues, “A Spirit would only do such things for power and money. He did it to rescue a friend who was taken by those who work with the Spirits. Spirits do not care about friends, they do not have any, and if one of those who work for them were to be captured of fail in their tasks, they would be killed if found alive. And Spirits do not work against each other unless they want another war.”

“I do not know who you are, but what do you think is going on here? As long as humans and Wessens fight, things will continue to be as they been since the Happening and the Chaos began. There will always be slavery, drugs, sex, hit-men, gambling, child selling, and family purges. No one person is going to stop that. Definitely not anyone like him.” Miniya throws back at her.

Ichigo lets out a sigh before she begins, “You will find out the truth when he leaves this place and it is left burning to the ground. Like he had with Fight Town, and Fight Town is a lot bigger than this place is. General Jastrey came into Fight Town to stop the fires and to bring in law and order. This place will not survive what Fight Town is going through. Now if you do not believe me, you can speak to the soldiers in the camp, they were there before Fernando requested for their help. And now they are here, there are no more ‘lawmen’ coming to harass us, Hector has tried again and again to attack us and failed. Think, anybody who continues to fail in their task, you think they will ever succeed? He tried to have us killed in the silent of the night with the Lizard men, he tried to have Wessen Town attack us while we slept, he tried to have the lawmen take us on. He tried and tried again, and each time he will fail. And he will try again and again and he will fail again. After a while people will get sick and tired of him and either he will run away or the people of this town under Fernando and General Jastrey will take his life for the lives he had destroyed. But he did you a choice to make, and you need to make it in the few days we have left here. Now please leave, I was trying to sleep before you ladies woke me up.”

“You are just a little girl.” Miniya tries to tease her with a pointed finger to Ichigo’s face. Big mistake for her as Ichigo takes the finger in her tiny hand and bends it backwards towards her wrist, making her howl in pain.

“I might be a little girl in form and body but I have spent a life time in Fight Town and from that life time of learning, I never had to give of myself to anyone and I had worked and fight for everything I had earned.” Ichigo tells her before letting go of her finger.

“MeRRROWL... Hiss, Hiss...” is heard beside her, as Meeshie stands on the bed with her fur and tail puffed up and her back arched ready to pounce on anyone that gets near her.

“Oh, now you done it. You got the cat mad at you. I suggest that you leave now!” Ichigo tells her.

“Oh, like what is that little cat going to do?” Miniya says as she massages her bent finger.

“That little cat will tear you up. The guard dogs of the camp don’t mess with her and they have been known to tear up an intruder, but Meeshie – they stay away from her. Now don’t tempt fate and leave immediately.”

“I think we should go...” Minerva says as she slowly gets up and opens the sliding side door. She hops out of the door first, Tracey and Abigail were next to follow and Miniya jumps out and starts heading to the front of the camper and to the open area of the parking lot. The others follow her, leaving the camper door open. Ichigo gets up out of bed and closes the door, locking it before getting back into the bed. She sits on the bed for a moment, looking at Meeshie, who is relaxing her tone and goes back to curling up with Kitty.

As Fernando walks to the communications tent where he thinks the major is at, The Major is walking out with her men from that very same tent. They meet each other by the rear of the tent.

“This is what we got so far before we started jamming the signal.” The Major tells Fernando as she hands him a sheet of paper with just a line of letters:

“123QHLFDFMGXHZPIENLARAUNLSYLONEUZZHRPPQNGALZOABFYXDXRBUDMNLVURKXAGLUXPSZXOQATJQ
RAGOOCF”

“Give me some time to decode this. Wait for me inside the communications tent.” Fernando tells her before he walks back to his camper. He then walks back to his camper, opening the door. It takes him a few seconds to boot up his laptop and input the text into the Enigma Decoder program he has on the machines. He gets:
“OSANIMASTHISISHECTORSPECIALOPSENACTHANGMANPROTOCOLTRAITORTIMESTWOCONFIRMRECEIVE
D”

He writes down the text and separates the words, putting in punctuations where they should belong:
“OS ANIMAS THIS IS HECTOR. SPECIAL OPS ENACT HANGMAN PROTOCOL TRAITOR TIMES TWO. CONFIRM RECEIVED.”

He’s read the message a dozen times in the few short seconds it takes him to do so. He thinks and inputs on the program:
“MESSAGE UN”

The program returns and he writes down on the paper:
“123QHL NUPBBBJEA”

Putting away the laptop, he then goes out of the camper and starts heading to the communications tent with the note in his hand. It takes less than a minute for him to get there, entering the tent.

“Major...” He calls to her as he extends his arm with the note in his hand to her.

The Major walks up to him, taking the note from his hand and reads it. “This is it? What does it mean? And what is this other stuff under it?”

“Before the attack, Hondo got a message from two individuals from Wessen Town of the information that Hector would Attack Flight Town. No doubt Hector wants revenge against those two traitors. Now, the letters I wrote I need to be sent as a coded reply to make him think who ever got the message did indeed get it. You need to unjam the signal in order to send it but since it is an incomplete message, it will get him thinking. Once the message is sent, start jamming the signal again.” Fernando explains.

“We will get it done then.” The Major tells him.

“Before I forget, about dinner? We will be at Wessen town at 6o’clock, and we will probably eat when we return, but about the others I have concerns about.” Fernando asks and explains.

“My men will prepare a meal for everyone, including a vegetarian one for those who cannot eat meat. Just have that meal service lady you have to set up to feed your convoy and the kids. The meals will be set up in boxes to be given out and eaten.” The Major replies.

“Thank you. I will talk with her right away.” Fernando replies before taking a step back to the exit of the tent.

“No, thank you. See you at 5:30PM.” The Major says to him.

“I’ll see you then.” Fernando replies.

As he leaves the tent, he can hear the major tell her communications officers , “Send this out.”

-To Be Continued -

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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2827 - Nov 22^nd, 2021, 5:57pm

As Molly and Hondo smoked on their cigarillos and watched somberly as the soldiers cleaned up the grizzly scene before them Marvin came out wearing pants and an unbuttoned shirt. His eyes were not fully opened and he yawned as he approached.

“Get some sleep?” Hondo asked

Marvin nodded, “Yeah, a bit.”

You don’t hafta be up now, ya know. They have been changin’ soldiers out fairly regularly. I reckon we will hafta help with the night shift, but should be good for the day.” Hondo replied.

“Needed to get up for a bit anyway… Will take a nap again later.” He replied groggily.

“You and Maggie have some fun?” Molly asked, as she smiled mischievously.

Marvin blushed a bit, “You.. you saw us?”

“I was looking for Hondo earlier and peaked my head in and saw you two snuggled together… with all your clothes on the floor.” She said with a grin.

“We didn’t do anything, Honest! We… well, we… it’s just neither of us wanted to be alone after all that and.. and our clothes were to dirty to go to bed in! We got a shower and just held each other while we slept, honest!” He exclaimed, seeming completely awake now.

Molly giggled lightly at Marvin’s stammering and embarrassment.

“Molly, don’t embarrass the poor guy.” Hondo replied flatly to her before turning to Marvin.

“I don’t care what you two did as long as ya respect each other, it’s mutual, an’ ya deal with the consequences together.” He said to Marvin.

“But, we didn’t do anything, Master Hondo, Honest!” Marvin replied.

“Marvin, I don’t care. If ya two decide to do more or not, just make sure its respectful, mutual, an’ you both take responsibility for it. This life is too short to live it alone an’ too long to live it with the wrong person. You aren’t a slave anymore.” Hondo said.

“I know I’m not. You and Master Fernando freed us. We work to pay you back and for the good of the camp.” Marvin replied

“That’s all well an’ good, but that does mean you’re free to find a lovin’ companion too. You, Karl, Maggie, Molly, all you wessen are free to choose that now. No more hidin’ it or waitin’ for a master to tell you who you will mate with or if you are to be handed around for someone else’s pleasure!” He said

“But… Are you sure? I mean… we all owe you two a lot.” Marvin said.

“While you are here all we ask is you pitch in and help, but if you want to truly pay us back, you stay loyal to what we are tryin’ to do by not differentiatin’ between humans an’ wessen, an’ live your lives. We did not risk our lives to free y’all just so you’d follow us an’ serve us. We did it so y’all could actually live your lives as free men an’ women.” Hondo replied.

Marvin nodded, “I guess I understand… Just not used to it. As slaves we all knew that if we fooled around without permission they would take us to the clinic and make sure we couldn’t do it again!”

“They castrated their slaves for that?” Hondo asked in a growling tone.

Molly nodded, “It’s pretty common. We were just farm animals to them, sentient farm animals but that didn’t matter much. Some owners took their slaves in and had them altered after they bought them so they couldn’t and didn’t want to breed. I know it’s hard to understand for someone who hasn’t had to live the life but we knew they would do whatever they wanted to us and we had no say… That’s why my parents escaped with me when I was little. New owners who were going to have me and them taken to the clinic… They killed my father when we were escaping and my mother was caught by bounty hunters a year later and when she would not tell them where I was they beat her to death … I was only eleven or twelve then.”

“Our masters were decent to us, but I had a couple friends who were hauled off and came back without their balls because they could not keep it in their pants… About the only thing that was different from us and farm animals is that eating us was frowned upon by most and having sex with us wasn’t taboo.” Marvin added.

Hondo shook his head and looked down at the ground as he thought for a moment before looking back at them.

“How can you not all hate us, then…?” He asked Marvin before turning to Molly and asking, “An’ how can you bear to sleep with me let alone care ‘bout me?”

She took his hand in hers and gave it a squeeze, “Because many of us know that not all humans are like that, and if there were any doubts, you and Fernando erased them when you saved us and showed us how things could be. Maybe you understand why these wessens from wessen town are so easily blinded by Hector’s lies. But not all are. We are not the only human/wessen couple out there.”

Marvin raised an eyebrow a bit, “You two are together? What about Miss Val?”

Molly looked down sadly and turned away a bit embarrassed. She did not mean to spread their secret. She knew most would not understand which made Hondo look like a lecherous bastard and her like a dirty sex kitten. To her surprise he did not scold her but just gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

Hondo sighed and looked up at her with a soft smile before turning to Marvin.

“Marvin, I ask that you keep this between us for now. I know it’s probably been pretty obvious that Molly an’ I have formed a special friendship, I guess you could say… You know Val has been havin’ a bad time of it since she came back, I reckon.” He said

Marvin nodded, “Yeah. We all feel bad for her but… we don’t understand her either.”

“Neither do I an’ between her, the camp, an’ getting’ hurt I’ve been a bit stressed lately.” He replied

Marvin nodded again, “We understand that, and are trying to help.”

“I know you guys are, as is Molly… A man doesn’t admit weakness easily, but after all I’ve been through lately, I could not take much more of Val’s abuse an’ we.. we separated… I told her if she pulls herself back together we can try again, but I just couldn’t do it right now… I also am a bit stressed, an’ weak from bein’ hurt physically a few too many times. Molly has been a good friend an’ she knew I needed more right now. I could not ask that of her, though… She.. she knew I couldn’t an’ took over as my companion an’ partner. I didn’t have much say in the matter, but she knew I needed her.” He said.

“We needed each other, honestly. After losing James, I got pretty depressed and needed someone who needed me back, I guess.” She replied.

“But, what happens if Miss Val does get better?” Marvin asked

Molly sighed “We will handle that when it comes. If I must leave, I will. I will always love him, but I knew it was most likely temporary. He needed me and, like I said, after losing James, I selfishly needed him too. I would love to stay with him forever and be his mate but… These are unusual circumstances and I understand. I will always cherish that he left me into his life at a time of need in such a special capacity, as special friends, but I cannot ask that he give up on someone who does need him and of whom he loved first.”

“but, can’t you have both of them, Master Hondo? Many humans do.” Marvin asked.

Hondo shook his head, “No… I can’t.”

“Why not?” Marvin asked.

“Because he has to be an example to others and his girls… He and I have talked about it…. Neither of us like it but sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the greater good.” Molly said with a note of sadness to her voice.

“But what will you do, then?” Marvin asked her.

She shrugged, “I don’t know… I don’t think I could find anyone right away… I guess I’ll have to leave and maybe I’ll tour the country for a while… try to find myself again, you know?”

“You could stay and be a part of the family. My girls would like having Aunt Molly around, I’m sure.” Hondo said, trying to lighten her mood.

She shook her head, “I don’t know if that would work… I’d always be longing for you and Val would be suspicious of us all the time… It’s like you said, we have to take responsibility for our actions. I knew what I was getting into when I pushed you to let me in to help you, as did you when you accepted. Val and I are proud, jealous women. While I’m sure, if it was just us three, we could put that aside and make it work, to live as we should, without the longings, temptations, worries, or fears, while being the examples we need to be… I don’t think I can stay here and not hinder that.”

He nodded, “I understand an’ I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I knew what I was doing and still do.” She said

“Glad you do, as I really can say I’ve never had even thoughts that would have prepared me for all this.” Hondo replied

“I knew as a wessen that being someone’s sex-toy was a very real possibility. To be taken by someone I did not love and maybe even hated, but to have to please them as if I did, if I wanted to live, and to be cast aside at any time to service multiple or worse… I might have lived free part of my life but even that was done with constant fear of being taken and made a slave, as free wessen are just unclaimed stock waiting for someone to round them up… But instead of any of that I got to choose time with you, and if it ends, I know I can freely move on to find love if I want to again or live alone free, without worry of being put into slavery again, because of what you and Fernando are doing for us. My thoughts have prepared me for bad things in life… As much as I.. I still grieve for James, loving you will be one of the fondest memories I have.” She said.

He coughed a bit and cleared his throat as he tried to maintain his demeanor.

“When did you decide to get all sappy on me?” He said a bit gruffly.

She chuckled and shook her head at him, knowing that just meant he was uncomfortable showing her the emotions he felt in the open, especially with Marvin there.

After a moment Hondo looked back at Marvin, “All I can ask is that you keep it between us. As far as anyone else goes, if asked just say Molly is my assistant for now, alright?”

Marvin nodded, “Understand. I’ll not tell anyone as.. I think I understand what you mean now.”

Hondo nodded, “Good.”

“but, Honestly, Maggie and I didn’t do anything but sleep.” Marvin said.

“That’s between you two. If you decide to look at doin’ more, just be careful with her.” Hondo said.

“Of course, but why do you say that?” Marvin asked.

“She’s been through a lot more than most. She needs someone but she needs them to be a gentle lover as she’s been hurt bad before.” Molly said

“Can you tell me what happened to her?” Marvin asked.

Molly started to say something but Hondo cut her off, “That’s for her to tell you when she is ready. Just know if you want more with her she will take a lot of patience an’ time.”

Marvin nodded, “Understand.”

Hondo nodded back, “Good.”

“I do have a suggestion, though.” Marvin said.

“What’s that?” Hondo asked.

“Don’t let Karl know about you two… He’s a good guy but he has a big mouth sometimes and doesn’t know when to stay quiet!” Marvin said.

Molly nodded somberly, “I can attest to that.”

Hondo looked at her quizzically, “What did he say?”

She shook her head, “It’s nothing to worry about. I was just depressed the other day and he didn’t get the hint to shut-up. Marvin helped though, so there nothing to worry about.”

Hondo nodded, “Well, he runs his mouth again let me know. I’ve still got a bit of a grudge with him ‘bout what he did to Tonya an’ Ruth after I brought them here.”

Molly raised her eyebrow, “Sounds like there’s a story there I missed.”

Marvin shook his head, “You didn’t miss much.”

“He played Tonya an’ then Ruth, makin’ them both think he loved them when he was just usin’ them to save his own ass.” Hondo said.

Molly frowned angrily, “I think I heard something about that. I’ll have to remember it for if he steps out of line again, though!”

About then a jeep crested the hill and headed their way with some more water barrels. One soldier drove as another hung onto the side and a familiar wessen rode in the passenger seat.

“Speak of the devil an’ he will appear.” Hondo mumbled.

The jeep pulled up and stopped not far from them to let Karl out before continuing into the hanger for water. Marvin shook his head at Karl approached, limping.

“You look like hell, man.” He said.

Karl tried to grin but winced as he walked towards them a bit unsteadily.

“Doctors said I had a concussion but there was nothing they could do for it. They cleaned the cut, wrapped my knee, gave me something to drink that Fernando said to give all wounded, and then told me to stay up for a while. Terri was in full freak-out from the fighting so I sat with her until she calmed down.” Karl said.

“You better not be playin’ her like you did with Tonya and Ruth!” Hondo said in a low growl.

“Hell, no! I learned my lessen. Terri’s a good girl and I just was trying to help her!” Karl said defensively.

“We find out you did and I’ll cut your nuts off with a rusty blade, goat-boy!” Molly snarled

“That’s not even funny!” Karl protested.

Molly shook her head, “I wasn’t being funny.”

Karl swallowed hard and shook his head lightly, though it hurt to do so, “I swear I won’t hurt her! I… I kind like her and I’m really attached to my balls, so know I’m not saying that lightly! Besides, You and Fernando said we are supposed to help as we can. That was helping, right?”

“Just see that helpin’ her doesn’t mean trickin’ her into wettin’ your dick! She’s a good girl an’ a bit confused. If you bed her it had better be when she is of sound mental status, be somethin’ ya both want an’ are prepared to handle the consequences together. If not, this time I’ll see Jefe leave you with his dino friend for good!” Hondo growled.

Karl frowned, “I promise that if it goes that far I won’t take advantage of her! Now, please, I got a throbbing headache and am exhausted, so if you have to yell at me can you wait until tomorrow?”

Hondo nodded, “Alright, why don’t you go get some sleep in the bunkroom?”

Karl shook his head and grimaced as he did so, “The army doc said not to sleep until tonight or I could go into a coma or something.”

“I think that’s been proven wrong.” Hondo replied.

Karl shrugged, “I don’t know, that’s just what they told me so I’ll sleep later. Just need someone to talk to so I don’t fall asleep.”

“I’ll talk with you for a while. Probably need to grab a nap before tonight, but I’ll be up for a few hours here at least.” Marvin said.

Hondo nodded, “That works. I’m gonna go check on Tonya”

“I’ll go with you.” Molly said as he started inside.

As Molly and Hondo went back upstairs Marvin and Karl chatted a bit about how things at camp were going and additional gossip.

As Hondo stopped by Tonya, Molly went to peak her head in on Maggie and then when to use the shared bathroom downstairs.

Tonya mumbled and whined in her sleep a bit so he pulled a chair up beside the bed, sat down, brushed her hair off her face, and gently held her hand. His touch made her relax a bit and sigh contentedly. He smiled as he looked down at her sleeping face. She seemed even younger now, as he looked at her, as she looked more like a child than a teen to him as she slept.

He had sat there only a few minutes when he heard a familiar voice call his name from the hanger.

“Hondo! Lunch is here! I have to go, so it is on this work table. Laters!” Fernando’s voice calls out.

He let go of Tonya’s hand and walked to the door before calling out his reply.

“Thanks, see ya later!” Hondo’s voice echoes from upstairs.

He heard Fernando say something else to Karl and Marvin before taking off. HE stood there a moment longer before going back into the room and to the bedside.

He gazed at Tonya a few seconds longer before putting a hand gently on her shoulder and calling out to her.

Tonya? Come-on. Wake up, girl, there’s lunch here.” He called out in that kind sounding voice he reserved for very few.

She groaned and snuggled deeper into the pillow at first before half opening one eye and looking at him.

“Papa?” She asked groggily.

“Yeah, it’s me, sweetheart. Jefe brought lunch. You should throw on some clothes and come eat a bite. Need the energy to heal up an’ you’ve not been eatin’ well the last few days.” He said softly.

She yawned and streached before shakily sitting up and looking at him as she tried to clear her head.

“Lunch?... okay… I’ll get up.” She mumbled.

She swung her feet over the side and when she stood she almost toppled over from being so stiff. Her body hurt all over from her impact earlier, in fact she swore it hurt worse.

“You alright?” He asked her as she half clung to the arm he threw out to catch her so she didn’t fall.

“Just hurt… stiff from sleeping.” She said.

“Well, I hated to wake ya, but you should eat again an’ it would be good if you were up a bit so you can sleep all night tonight.” He said

“I think I could have slept straight through until morning with you close by.” She said.

He chuckled, “Can’t say I didn’t feel the same, except movin’ help me not to hurt so bad.”

“Thank you, Papa.” She said softly after a moment.

“For what?” He asked.

“For letting me sleep with you. I know it might have been awkward for you, but I slept much better with you there.” She said almost timidly.

“It wasn’t awkward, an’ I’m glad it helped. You’re my daughter, an’ I love you. I’m still new to bein’ a parent an’ I sorta skipped the havin’ ya ‘round as a little thing, which I wish I could have been there for ya then too, but we make the best of what we have. I can’t say I’ll do everythin’ right or even tell you the right thing to do, but I know if my daughter is scared, holdin’ her until she feels better is the right thing to do.” He said.

She smiled at him, “Thanks, papa… Could.. could I sleep with you again tonight?”

“I think you should try your own bed first. If you can’t then that’s fine. Just, you are a young woman an’ sleepin’ with your papa all the time could get awkward!” He replied.

She nodded, “I understand, and I’ll try to be on my own first. Not asking for every night, just for a few until the nightmares aren’t so bad.”

He nodded, “I understand an’ as long as you try to sleep in your own bed I don’t mind it for a few nights an’ doubt Molly does either. Just knock before ya come in next time an’ try not to grab me.”

She blushed a bit and looked down, “Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to startle you, though I did know to make sure you and Molly weren’t… you know.”

“I appreciate that. I sure don’t want ya to walk in an see somethin’ that will scar ya for life!” He teased.

She blushed harder at his teasing, “Papa! It wouldn’t scar me, just be very awkward… Speaking of that though,.. You and Molly staying together now?”

Hondo frowned a bit, “I don’t know… I gave Val a way to redeem herself, sorta, so I need to give her a chance… It’s hard, though. I don’t want to hurt Molly an’ she’s been very good to us… val hurt me so it makes it harder but…”

“You still love her.” Tonya said.

He nodded, “Yeah… yeah I do… Now, if you’re achy why don’t ya grab a hot shower then get dressed an’ come have some lunch.”

She frowned as she looked up at him, “Do I have to get dressed? This is easier to deal with.”

He looked down at her in her robe that was only half closed at the moment and shook his head.

“If it was just Molly an’ I that would be fine, but there are soldiers in an’ out an’ Marvin an’ Karl are down there. Don’t need to be givin’ them ideas or showin’ them more than they need to see!” He replied.

She nodded, “Okay, I didn’t know they were around. I figured Marvin would still be asleep and Karl still in camp.”

HE shook his head, “No, Marvin got up and Karl showed up before lunch came. Now, got get a quick shower and get downstairs.”

He kissed her on the forehead before he let her go and headed out he door. She watched him go before trudging off to the shower. She wished she could just have him hold her all day, as when he did it seemed to make all her worries and fears melt away.

At the stairs Hondo met up with Molly again.

“She alright?” Molly asked

He nodded, “Yeah. Woke her for lunch, though. Figured she should be up for a bit so she sleeps all night anyway. Maggie alright?”

Molly nodded, “Seemed to be, though I let her sleep. Figured she cold sleep all day and then help Marvin Guard tonight since Karl is not doing well. I’m sure they’d like the time to talk alone anyway.”

Molly grinned at him at her last sentence and he frowned back.

“Let’s hope talkin’ is all they do. There will be hell to pay if we get overrun without notice because they were hidin’ somewhere playin’ hide the sausage!” He groused.

Molly giggled at his reply. He was not long winded but she loved how there was no predicting what he might say.

They soon joined the other two and a few minutes later Tonya limped in and joined them. Talk was light for the most part, with Hondo saying very little like normal. His mind was filled with other worries anyway. He worried about what Val might do, what hurt Molly might take if Val was willing to fix things, the girls and what they were going through, and the stress he was adding to his friend, Fernando.

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Valentine worked silently at the tasks given to her. She saw Fernando approaching once and moved away from the doors and hid behind the other side of the camper. Just hearing him talk to the others made her remember when the three of them were a team. Tears threatened to fall again, but she pulled out the flask and took a drink to hold them back. It was about half empty now, but had kept her from sobbing a few times as she worked. She trembled slightly as she hid, thinking of the wrath she did deserve from him and Hondo both. She wanted to apologize, but even the thought of it put a knot in her thought that seemed like it was there to keep the apology down.

She knew she could apologize to Fernando as she had wronged him and that was easy to see. It was apologizing to Hondo that she struggled with and she knew Fernando would require of her before he would accept any apology himself. It was the apology to Hondo she could not muster. She wanted to badly as part of her begged and pleaded for her to do so, but this angry part of her that said he failed her by not finding and protecting her, was stronger in her. The anger from that voice she could no longer muster as the sadness and depression now ruled her being, but it was still enough to keep her from doing that which down deep she knew to be right.

She waited a few seconds longer after he had gone to go back to her work. She washed all the dishes she could from the lunch preparations and the military had dropped off some supplies from the part they were making for supper so she started in on preparing that. She was not sure how much later it was when Ruth finally came back to talk to her.

“Wow, got a good head start on supper, I see.” Ruth said.

Val just nodded but did not say anything.

“Well, everyone else has eaten and there are some leftovers so you might as well stop and have a bite.” Ruth said flatly.

Val shook her head as she continued to stare at what she was doing.

“Don’t be childish, Val! Come on and get some lunch.” Ruth said a bit more firmly.

Val swallowed hard and shook her head again, sniffling a bit. She wipes her eyes on her sleeve and took a hit from the flask again as Ruth looked on.

Ruth started to look a bit worried as she looked onto Val. She started to wonder if this really was not an act but maybe she was this broken.

“Val, you need to eat.” Ruth said softly.

“I can’t.” Val replied quietly.

“But you need to!” Ruth said firmly.

“I can’t.” Val said in the same quiet voice.

Ruth sighed, “You know if you just apologized to him he’d come back, right?”

“I.. I can’t.” She said, a slight hitch in her voice this time.

“Why not! Talk to me Val!” Ruth said.

Val looked up at her, her eyes shimmering with tears and blood shot, that betrayed how broken she was

“I…I can’t. Please, Ruth, please don’t make me.” She said in a hoarse whisper as she stared down at the table again.

Ruth put a hand on her shoulder, “We are here for you and.. and I know I’ve not been good at trying to be a friend back to you, Val, but I’m trying now. Just talk to me.”

Val shook her head and her breath shuttered a bit as she tried to hold back her sobs again.

Ruth nodded and gave her shoulder a squeeze, “Okay. When you are ready then… I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me… Maybe If I was there for you and Hondo this wouldn’t have happened… I know sometimes you just need another woman or that kind, understanding word that the men don’t know how to give… We have a lot to do and I need your help, but… but I’ll try to be there when you’re ready to talk, okay?”

Val just nodded and sniffled a bit.

Ruth took her hand off her shoulder and sighed again, “Alright, well, I’ll keep some food aside for you if you decide you’re hungry.”

Not getting a response from Val at all Ruth went inside. With Ruth gone Val lost the battle and buried her head in her hands and sobbed as quietly as she could. It took her several minutes to recompose herself but she did not care who saw. They hated her anyway and rightly so. She just wished one of them would put a bullet through her and end it, as she was not sure how much more she could bare. Once she pulled herself together she took another deep pull from the flask, wiped her eyes, and went back to her meal prep.

Ruth walked back into the camper and sat down at the dinette to eat with a sad look on her face that Joanna did not miss.

“What’s wrong?” Joanna asked

“Oh, Jo, you should see her. She really is broken bad but… I just don’t understand.” Ruth said.

“Don’t understand what?” Joanna asked.

“She says she can’t apologize to Hondo and when I asked her why, it was like the question tore her apart!” Ruth said.

“I think she’s been through too much and built her argument over why she’s acted that way on being victimized. To apologize is to admit she’s wrong and I think she feels that she would fall apart and lose what little of herself she’s held onto if she does that… I understand that feeling. I fight it often… Be easy to yell and stomp and blame it all on what happened to me.. us, and say it was justified behavior because of what hurt was done to us.” Joanna said.

Ruth shook her head, “You surprise me, someties, on how deep and thoughtful you can be.”

Joanna wrinkled her nose a bit as she frowned at Ruth, “I’m not sure how to take that exactly.”

Ruth chuckled, “It was meant to be good. You were just always the wild one, running into everything like a charging bull, when we were younger. Nice to know you think and feel that deeply about things.”

Joanna’s scowl turned sad, “I guess I’ve always been that way its just… Ma and Pa didn’t get along well whe I was little, not at home anyway, and they used to take it out on me… that’s before Pa quit drinking anyway… I guess I acted wild and bullish to hide my feelings.”

Ruth gasped, “Jo-jo! I didn’t know!”

Joanna shrugged, “It’s okay. No one did for a long time. I guess Pa was still angry from when he lost his first wife and felt like everyone was against him, so he lashed out at those who cared… It was not that no one noticed or cared it was just that he chased away those who tried to care with his anger and those left just ignored him as they didn’t want to deal with it anymore. Ma tried to get through to him and almost did, but he’d get drunk when the bad feelings came back and would lash out again. It wasn’t until he hurt her bad when she was pregnant with my sister that your Pa came over and beat the shit out of him and made him sober up. Once he was sober and saw what he had done in his drunken rage he swore off drinking and became a changed man.”

Ruth shook her head, “I knew something bad happened to Aunt Charlotte when she was pregnant but my parents kept quiet about it and.. and you never talked to me much.”

Joanna shrugged, “I envied you and your life and how your parents treated you so well. You always seemed so aloof too, like you thought you were better than me.”

“I didn’t mean to seem that way, honest!” Ruth exclaimed

Joanna nodded, “I know, but… I was an angry kid. My parents tried and things got better but I was always the rebellious one… It’s not that I wanted to be that way but I was always afraid If I let my guard down that I’d get hurt and if I didn’t I’d have to apologize which meant I wasted part of my life being angry and rebellious and… It was just too hard to admit I could have been wrong and chance something better. So, I ran wild and made myself miserable. It was not until after we were saved and I found out that it was my refusing to marry Fredrick Fredette that caused our parents to get murdered and us taken that I realized and could admit I was wrong and wasted time.”

“Why? Why then?” Ruth asked

Joanna looked up at her sadly, “Because I realized my attitude caused me to lose time with my parents that I could never get back. If I had just gotten over myself I could have had at least good memories with them. I ruined times that could have been good and lost people that I should have told them that I loved them and I couldn’t do that anymore! I knew it might have all been a lie and that their saving us could be to use us or worse down the road, or that the slaves might overtake us and kill us all but I couldn’t lose more time! I couldn’t lose it with you and our sister and I had to enjoy time and let you all know I love you before it was too late!”

Joanna had tears running down her cheeks as she spoke, though she kept from full on crying. Ruth started to cry as she listened and as Joanna finished she jumped up and wrapped her cousin in a hug.

“Oh, Jo-jo I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry!” Ruth said as she tried not to sob.

Joanna shook her head as she swallowed hard to try to contain her own emotions.

“It’s not your fault, Ruth… We were just kids.” Joanna whispered.

“But if I had listened or tried to be more open!” Ruth exclaimed

“It’s okay. I understand.” Joanna replied.

They held each other for a while longer before Ruth let go of her cousin.

“I didn’t say that to make you feel bad. Just trying to help you understand Val more, maybe.” Joanna said.

Ruth nodded, “I guess I seemed pretty aloof and distant to her too… What can we do?”

Joanna shrugged, “I don’t know. I don’t know if there is anything we can do, like I don’t know if there is anything you could have done for me. Sometimes it takes something dramatic to make us see what is really being lost by our attitudes before we can change it. All we can do is pray and be there in case she needs us.”

Ruth nodded, “Maybe so… I noticed she’s drinking. Has a flask. I guess to help her cope.”

Joanna closed her eyes and sighed, “That’s not good. She must be hurting bad.”

Ruth nodded, “Yeah. Help me keep an eye on her, please?”

Joanna nodded, “Will do. Should we say anything to Fernando or Hondo?”

Ruth shook her head, “I don’t know. I think Hondo needs some space right now and Fernando has enough to deal with and is angry at her… I’d not be surprised if we are not all she had right now.”

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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2828 - Nov 27^th, 2021, 2:32am

Fernando goes back to his camper hoping to get some peace and quiet for a while, or at least before he has to go to Wessen Town. Thus he manages to avoid Minerva and the others as he heads to his camper. He slides open the side door when he gets to his camper just enough to enter it. He closes the door behind him and locks it. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Fernando starts taking off his clothes, starting with his boots.

“About time you came back. A girl can get pretty lonely you know.” Ichigo says from here she lies on the bed.

“All you want is to practice making babies with me and all I want is some rest.” She tells him as he takes off his outer layers and folds them up to put them on the covered sink counter. He takes off the rest of his clothes but his briefs, folds them up and puts them on top of his outer layers, all without a word. He then crawls onto the bed and throws the blankets over himself before turning onto his side.

“I swear, it’s mid-June and it is freezing out there.” Fernando says to himself.

Ichigo climbs onto his raised side and looks down at him, “We’re up in the mountains where it is cold for most of the year. If we were in the Bad Lands, it would be hot in the day time and freezing at night.”

“Where are these ‘Bad Lands’?” He asks before pushing her off slightly to turn over to lie on his back.

She crawls over to him and climbs onto him, straddling him while facing him. She lifts herself off him on extended arms with her hands on his shoulders, “The bad lands are where nothing grows, no water to drink, no place to rest safely and the air stinks. You will know it when to drive and all the trees just seen to disappear from the area. From what I remember, there is a small patch of ‘Bad Lands’ between here and the next Tech Town; like I said – you drive through the highways where the farms and forests are, and all of the sudden, nothing but dirt roads, even the highway is a dirt road.”

“And you know this, how?” He asks.

“Besides the fact that long ago I had to make my way to Fight Town when my family was purged and did have to cross a small area of the ‘Bad Lands’, during my time in Fight Town I heard a lot and learned a lot from those who travelled from out there to get to Fight Town and there was a lot of talk about the Bad Lands, and how many lost their lives, their friends and families and their life’s saving trying to cross it, and spend their remaining days slaving away in Fight Town to make up what they lost. The lucky ones made up their losses and left Flight Town as soon as they could. The not so lucky ones remained until they died there. In hearing what they had to say about many things including their passage through the ‘Bad Lands’ is how I know.” She tells him.

Fernando has to do some calculations, this 250 mile trip to Flight Town was a long one but one they managed to do on a long haul. He realizes that the next hop to Tech Town will be a difficult and laborious one as it is 350 miles away. For his camper to make it all his batteries must be charged and just in case his generators tanks ready just in case. Technically with the solar panels and the generators, he could make the distance if every goes well. But in listening to what Ichigo is saying, convoy riders like himself, Hondo, Ruth and Joanna, Karl, Marvin, the teens, Jason and maybe the Den Mother, can do the trip with their extended fuel capacity, but out of everyone in Jeanette’s group, it might not be possible as their range is about 250 miles. Absently mindedly he has had one hand on Ichigo’s waist and the other on her ass, feeling the smoothness of her black nylon panties on her tight round behind. She just looks at him.

“If you want me to take them off, I’ll take them off for you.” Ichigo says.

“Huh?” Fernando replies.

“Your hand, it is on my ass. If you want me to take off my panties, just say so and I’ll do it for you.” She tells him.

“Huh? No...” He says to her.

“So... why do you have your hand on my panty covered ass?” She asks him.

“It’s not what you think. No... I’ve been thinking, and we are going to be in big trouble if we are not thoroughly prepared to get to the next town.” He says to her.

“How so?” She asks.

“Most of the vehicles of the convoy can only travel 250 miles with the carry-on fuel reserves they have. The next town is 350 miles.” He tries to explain.

“Now that is a problem. Need me to do anything to make sure that we in this thing does not break down from running out of fuel?” She says and asks.

“This is the only vehicle in the convoy that runs on electricity, and I will teach you more about it and driving it. We can make 350 miles, but one of the batteries I have a feeling is going bad. We do have generator back up and recharging in case our power goes low. It is the others that I worry about, even if we have stored fuel in tanks; that means needing to stop and refuel before going forward and onward again. In the least that is a 1 day stop.” He explains.

“So, how much time you think we need to prepare?” She asks.

“At minimum – a week. We need to assess what we have and then fill up on fuel and supplies. Money is not a problem as we got enough for everyone.” He says to her. He then lets out a sigh, “Damn, we need to get things going as soon as possible. This Wessen Town meeting is going to get in the way.”

“Don’t stress yourself out. This is no worse than the fight you had with the Lich and you defeated him. Now if you want to something to cut down on the stress, I’m here for you.” She tells him.

“Stop tempting me. One day I’ll pin down your little ass and pound your pussy until you can’t walk anymore. But that is not today or any time soon.” He tells her.

She tries to tease him in her little girl voice, “But mister, you said that you would take care of me if I took care of you first. So what would you want me to do?”

“Ichigo...” he says to her.

“Oh, it’s sex. Isn’t it? You want me to give up my virgin body and have your way with me, isn’t it?” She continues teasing in her little girl voice, adding, “I’ll do it, but you need to take it easy with me since I am such a little girl and you’re such a big man and all... But I’ll do for you what my mother said I should do in these things for you. Just do not get angry and beat me. Please...”

“Ichigo...” He says to her, before she collapses on him and starts to cry. “Ichigo... You OK?”

She looks up at him, and nods before saying in her normal voice, “I do not know what happened. I can usually play the little girl role without getting emotional but just now a lot of memories flooded back of when I was 12 and my family was purged, how I managed to escape and hide from the slavers that wanted to enslave me as they did my family, and how that pervert Edmund Donaldson found me passed out on the side of the highway, took me home and chained me to the side of his bed to be his child wife for all those years until I managed to escape and killed him and how I found my way to Fight Town and had to take jobs to support myself.” She then lets out a sigh before continuing, “Then how I got a job as a bunny ring girl, and met you with the first fight with the Lich. You gave me a pill back then you said would heal me from what happened to me back then, and said that you would give me another pill in the future that would keep me from getting sick and heal from most things that would hurt me but that would be in the future. I’m not saying that for you to give me that pill, in truth, I do not deserve it and I’m not telling you want to do or that I m expecting it. It’s just if you do that, then I know you are the Time Walker I had made love with so long ago before you have that match with the Lich.”

“Like I told you before if it were me, it is not the me who I am now. Those damned spirits took me out of time before all those things happened, and to me those events have not happened yet. Nor will they not happen, I do not know. There is a lot that must be done and it will be done before I can figure out a few things and do what has to done once and for all. Once all that is said and done, let’s see what the future holds.” He tells her.

“Alright we’ll see what happens.” She says, adding after a pause, “But if you need anything from me, if you want to #$@! or a blow job, or, well anything, to relieve your stress, I’ll gladly give it.”

“I appreciate the offer but I’ll pass.” He says to her. He then sighs. He says to himself, “I almost forgot, I need to go to Crazy Clara Flying School. Damn...”

“Well, you and I can a few minutes of fun before you go to deal with them.” She says to him as she holds onto him tighter.

“Ichigo...” He calls to her.

“OK.” She begins, “I do not want to be left alone and I’ll do anything not to be left alone.”

“Anything?” He asks.

“Anything...” She says as she presses and humps her groin against the harden bulge in his briefs.

“And if I told you to suck my dick?” He asks.

She lifts herself up on her extended arms to face him directly and asks “You really want me to suck your dick?”

“I said ‘And if I told you to suck my dick?’ I did not say to suck my dick.” He says, repeating his question.

Ichigo sits up on her knees as she straddles him, rubbing her groin up against the hard bulge in his briefs. She lets out a sigh before looking down where they groins met. Though her black nylon panties were tight and form fitting on her curves (or lack thereof), her dark underwear contrasts against his white cotton briefs, showing how her flesh and the material that covered her, formed around the side of his shaft imprinted against his underwear. It was obvious what was on her mind for that brief moment in time as she bit her lower lip slightly before sliding lower onto his legs near his knees and lowers herself to where her cheek was against his hip and she traced the shape of his male organ through the imprint against his underwear with her finger.

“Well...” He says to her.

“Well, what?” She replies as she continues to trace the outline of his male member wither finger.

“I asked a question. You should answer it.” He says to her.

“I’m thinking.” She replies, saying, “It’s been a long time but damn you are pretty big.”

“OK, since you do not want to be left alone, get dressed and we can go to Crazy Clara Flying School.” He tells her.

“Alright...” She says before positioning herself over his groin. She then lowers her head and begins to give several quick kisses along his length from close to the base to its head before lifting herself up on extended arms before shifting high up onto him until they were face to face. “That my answer which I would do more but you need to get things done. Maybe later we can take it further.” She then lowers herself to give him a quick kiss on his lips.

“You need to stop that before you end up being pinned down and getting ravaged by me.” He tells her.

“I’ve been hoping that you would.” She begins “Hope you know your little girl has been wanting you to give it to her good and hard. Haven’t you noticed that she’s been pressing her butt against your dick when we go to sleep? Your girl really wants you bad.”

“Macey and I already had that father/daughter talk. If she needs another talk, I will question her on it.” He tells her.

“And what about your ‘other daughter’?” She asks.

“What other daughter?” He asks.

“Me!” She tells him, “You said as long as I am with you out there, I am your other daughter Maria so that nobody would try to take me to collect the reward on my ass!”

“When you are out there with me, you are my other daughter for that reason. But here, within the convoy whether in private like here or out there in public, everyone knows you are Ichigo and you are under my protection.” He tells her.

“You said that I need to stop that before I end up being pinned down and getting ravaged by you. Well, I’ve been wanting and waiting. For you we only met a few days ago, but for me it’s been years of waiting for you to return. And I know and understand what you said about who you are and what was done to you, but I swear I need things done here and now!” She tells him.

They both stare at each other for the moment.

He says to her, “Do not think I owe you anything as I owe you nothing. It is you that owes me as I work hard to keep your life safe and free but I am not calling payment, nor do I want anything as payment of doing you the favor of saving your life. Now, thinking that people owe you is called ‘Entitlement’ and you are entitled to nothing, especially from me. As such, your options still stand: 1) you have the right to pack up your things and walk out of here, hell, I’ll give you that damn medic jeep outside for you to travel in. 2) You are to hide under my protection, and do as I request of you in helping the camp. Thus far you have been great in helping Ruth out in handing out the food to the kids, I’ll give you that much. Or 3) I can take you back to Fight Town and let everyone deal with you as they want. Either way you are to do as I need you to do and not what you want unless you walk away from this convoy and never return like some have already has.”

Ichigo remains silent for the moment before she says, “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” He tells her.

“I don’t know. I just know that I am.” She replies before she lowers herself on him.

“I’ll forgive you at least for that much. But like I said, I do not like to be teased, or bothered, or lied to, or betrayed. You respect me like you want me to respect you. If you do not like what is happening, you have the right to leave on your own.”

“I do not want to leave. My life is in your hands, and I’ll do anything for you to keep me safe from those wanting to do me in. Again, anything.” She says. After a second’s pause, she says, “But I have a question, and have to say it in a certain way...”

“Then just say it as you must.” He tells her.

Ichigo lets out a sigh before lifting herself up on her extended arms. She looks down at him, switching to her little girl voice, “Mister, if I am to be with you, how am I to address you? What you expect me to do as your little girl? Nothing sexual I hope, but if must be, I’ll do anything of what my mother told me to do to make you happy.”

He just gives her a deadpan look for a moment. He then tells her, “If you are to hide in plain sight as my daughter, then there is only one response you are to give out in the open, and that response is based on what you are comfortable with: ‘dad’ or ‘father.’”

She continues in her little girl voice, “But, you are neither to me... You’re just a stranger who saved me from a world of hurt from an angry mob. Though I owe you my life, you’re not my father...”

“If you cannot do that, then hiding you in plain sight will be difficult if you are not going to pretend to be my daughter. And if I cannot protect you then consider yourself dead meat.” He tells her.

Ichigo lets out a pent up sigh as logic fails her with the situation at hand. He is right, if she needs to be out in the open pubic, she needs to pay her role or end up being targeted for who she is and the reward on her ass. Being Fernando’s daughter, even as a pretend daughter of his little created family, she has his protection 24/7. All she can do for the moment is think and her thought was being inundated with thoughts and feelings of a sexual nature which she always thought she had control off for most of her life but in the here and now, such control was failing.

“Alright. I’ll call you those things when it is needed.” She continues to say in little girl voice. She then adds in the same voice, “Would you get mad at me if I asked you to do me lovely? I mean, a girl gotta have it, right? And I need something only you can give me in a bad way.” He can fell her rubbing her panty covered groin against his.

He just looks at her. She looks down at him, still biting on her lower lip as if expecting what she wants to happen. He tries to talk his way out of the situation by explaining the options.

“Ichigo, let me explain something.” He tells her.

“You can explain anything you want as long as I eventually get what I want.” She replies, using a voice between her normal voice and her little girl voice.

“OK then... Look. I do not know where you stand on this but many make the mistake of equating Sex with Love. You can have Love with Sex, Love without Sex, and Sex without Love. It is that simple. We can go ahead and just #$@! without any emotional attachment or we can do something with some connection on how we feel for each other. Much of that is more on you than it is on me but I too must give you as much as you give me.” He tries to explain before taking a slight pause to finish, “Understand what I am trying to say?”

“Yeah... I think.” She says, continuing in her mixed voice.

“Then what am I trying to tell you?” he asks.

“Well, in short, let me say this way: I would not let you #$@! me if I did not like you.” She tells him in more of a little girl’s voice but not quite there.

“What about Sex without Love?” He asks.

“Even if we did not ‘Love’ each other, we like each other enough to give what the other needs. Unless you are talking about pinning me down and raping me, then there would be problem because my misguided heart would think it is acceptable and make me to let it happen. So if you were to pinned me down and forced me to do those things, I would still want you to do it in some misguided way.” She tells him in the same voice as before.

“Then let me ask, are you in love with me?” He asks.

“In ‘Love’ with you? Hard to say, but there is something there I cannot explain. But in love with you for the things you done and are doing for me? Yes.” She explains in her little girl’s voice.

“What if I start screwing with the Hamster girl or her friends?” He asks.

“I’m not saying I would allow it but what happens, happens. I would not get jealous as long as we continue to be together in some form. Hell, you can keep them around as a pet as far as I am concerned.” She explains in a more adult sounding voice.

“They are people like we are – humans forced to become Wessens through the purges they and/or their family went through. In Minerva and her twin’s case, as they are human/Wessen hybrids, it was their mother who went through the purge and has been living her life as a changed individual, marrying a human and giving birth to his children.” He tells her.

“I also know that you ‘own’ the hamster girl’s twin and her bunny girl friend in saving them from being dragged out and shot in the head by putting yourself and your money on a pool game and beating that cheater. So they are your property, and if you want to screw your property, you can screw them however and whenever you want.” She tells him.

“In the same regard, I own you too as you bet your ass to me and lost.” He tells her.

She tells him in her little girl’s voice, “Yeah... you do own me like you own them. But I hope you treat me well and love me so. I promise to never to do you wrong...”

“Ichigo... why are you switching back and forth between your adult voice and your little girl voice? It can be annoying and misleading.” He tells her.

“Sorry...” She tries to say in her in between little girl voice and adult voice, “This is my normal voice. My little girl voice sometimes happens when I get excited. My adult voice is mainly my business voice when I have to deal with people directly and need things done. You will probably hear more of my normal voice as I relax being around you, but hear my business voice when dealing with people outside the two of us.”

He just looks up at her. Looking down at him, she lets out a sigh.

“People do not take you seriously if you sound like a little kid, which my normal voice almost sounds like. But with you, when we are alone, you will see the normal me as that is who I am as I get comfortable to be around you.” She tells him.

“Comfortable enough to kiss along the length of my dick through my briefs? Or dry hump your panty covered pussy against me?” He asks.

“Well, yeah.” She replies as she looks between them and then at his face.

Fernando lets out a pent up sigh and shakes his head.

She tells him in asking, “You cannot blame a girl for trying.”

“It depends on what she is trying to do. But being a girl, either child or adult, does not excuse you from the responsibilities of your actions.” He tells her.

“I know that. But are you willing to be responsible for your actions?” She says and asks.

“I would not be leading this convoy if I weren’t.” He tells her.

“I was talking more about the responsibilities you have over me.” She explains.

“You’re the one on top dry humping my dick right now, so it’s your responsibility is something were to happen.” He tells her.

“If you mean something as in me getting pregnant, consider yourself lucky that I cannot get pregnant, or so says the doctors in Fight Town in examining me. They say it is something most ‘little people’ like me suffer with, well, most of the girls. It is not that I’m sterile, it’s that things are not developed enough for me to have a child. Lord knows that pervert who kidnapped and tied me to his bed tried to get me pregnant all the time with zero success.” She tells him.

“Whether you can conceive a child or not does not make you less of woman. As long as you do right for yourself and for your man then you have nothing to worry about.” He tells her.

“I’m willing to do what is right for you and only you.” She replies.

“Is that some kind of proposal?” He asks.

“It’s more like a promise from me to you. As for a proposal, that is up to you to give to me.” She explains.

“Then how about you get off me so we can get dressed and start to make up for the losses of this day. Again you can go with me if you want or you can stay here and wait for me to return.” He tells her.

“What if I do not want to?” She asks.

“Do not force me to show you who is stronger between us.” He tells her.

“I’m the one on top...” She says before actions speak louder than words.

He puts his arms on her sides under her arm pits and lifts her up before flipping her over onto her back on the bed. He then positions himself to lie down on his stomach while his head is between her open legs as he looks up at her. He lifts himself on his extended arms and looks down at her.

“As you were saying?” He asks.

“OK then... Now you proved that you’re such a big man to a little girl that I am, what else are you going to do?” She says to him as she slowly goes to her little girl voice.

“Nothing, but something at the same time. Since you liked to tease me, I’m just going to tease you back for a few minutes.” He replies.

“So, you’re going to get on top and dry hump me like I did you?” She asks in her little girl voice.

“I bet you would love that, but I did not have that in my mind.” He explains to her.

“Then what are you going to...” She begins to say before she lets out a soft moan as he lowers his head and starts rubbing his tongue against the material of her nylon panties that covered her clitoris and labia. He then licks her a bit lower and then back up, teasing her by not pulling her panties to the side to give her total flesh contact. He continues for a few more minutes, feeling her trust her pelvis to his face as he licks her sensitive areas. He stops as he feels her wanting more and was about to wrap her tiny legs around his neck. He lifts himself up off her on his extended arms and then moves up on her to be face to face to her.

“That.” He tells her.

“Wow... you’re better than most kitty licking bunny ring girls out there.” She says to him.

“You into girls or something?” He asks.

“Don’t get me wrong, a girl has to do what a girl has to do. In those days of being a bunny ring girl, you did what you had to do, even if it had to be done to you. And a lot of bunny ring girls sought after each other for protection and companionship.” She explains.

“I would ask for more details about your past but right now I need you to get dressed if you are to come with me to the Flight School and other places I need to go. Put on one of Macey’s hoodies and cover your head while we are out.” He tells her.

“Alright but before we go...” She begins to say.

“What?” He asks.

She reached up to him and plants her lips on his for a moment, trying to force its intimacy to a higher level than it actually need to be. But it ends quickly.

“What was that for?” He asks.

“That was for thanking you that you care.” She says. After a pause, she pushes against him, “Alright, unless you are going to #$@! me, let’s get dressed and go.”

“Good.” He says as he crawls to the other side of the bed and gathers his things. He begins to put on his clothes, she crawls behind him to the shelf on the camper’s wall by the bed to get her things, putting on a skirt, shirt sox and shoes. He looks at her as he buttons up his shirt. “Don’t you have anything else to put on, like street clothes or something? You look too much like an adult like that.”

“I do not have much of anything. I took what I had with me in my office and what I could take from home.” She tells him.

He gets up and pulls out the old wooden chest from when he received the camper from the Indian tribe. He pulls out a t-shirt, a pink polo shirt, wool skirt, sox and sneakers from the box, putting them on the bed by her. “Try those on and if they fit consider them yours.” He tells her.

Ichigo nods as she starts to take off her clothes to put on the ones he’s given her. Fernando lifts up the bench seat to get to the Cold Weather gear and gets a wool flannel sweat suit zippered hooded jacket (a hoodie) for her which belongs to Macey. He puts it by her as she puts on the other clothes he gave her and puts her clothes back into the shelf. When he finishes getting dressed, he rinses out his mouth with some alcohol based mouth wash and splashes a bit of water on his face to get her scent off his face. He sits at the front seats and waits for Ichigo to finish. She puts on the hoodie before putting on the sneakers and hops off the bed to go to him.

He takes her by the hoodie and zippers it up and then pulls the hood over her head. He then takes her hands and stuffs them onto the hoodie’s front pockets

“Keep your hands into these pockets unless you need to use them.” He tells her.

“You sure are taking this daughter thing serious.” She tells him.

“I’m not going to allow anyone to try to hurt my girls. That includes you.” He tells her. He gets up and steps to the sliding door, opening it. Stepping out, he turns to the door and picks Ichigo up and pulls her out before placing her on the floor. “Let’s go.” He tells her as he closes and locks the sliding door. They walk to front of the Electric camper where the Medic jeep was parked. He opens the passenger door and lifts up Ichigo to get inside. Closing the door once she is inside he walks around the front to enter through the Driver’s side. As he steps inside, Minerva runs to his driver’s door.

“Where are you going?” Minerva asks.

“I have to get to a flight school then get a few things for this one and find out the options for fuel and things.” Fernando explains to her.

“Can I go with you?” Minerva asks.

“What about the kids?” Fernando asks.

“Miniya and the others will watch over them while I’m gone. They know we have to talk about a few things.” Minerva explains.

Fernando steps out of the jeep dropping the front seat forward, “Go get into the back and make yourself comfortable there.”

Minerva nods before stepping into the jeep and makes her way to the rear of the jeep. As there was no rear seat in the back, she sits on the floor almost between the two front seats. Fernando gets in after her and closes the door. He starts up the jeep and slowly drives it out of the parking lot.

[4:30AM Mitsuminejinja Shinto Temple, Japan]

Though they had their share of personal intimate enjoyment, the lone figure gets up. Despite it being early June, the room is cold as the temple is in the mountains where the nights gets cold until mid Summer and not in the valley where it is warmer day and night. He goes about and searches their bags, getting a fur skin large blanket to cover the three of them. With the blanket in place on top of the others, he crawls under them and reclaims his spot on the bed giving the girls a kiss on their foreheads before forcing himself to sleep.

- To Be Continued. -

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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2829 - Dec 2^nd, 2021, 11:40pm

[Flight Town, around 1:20]

The medic jeep makes its way across the eastern side of the Fight Town’s runway along a service road. It takes a few minutes to get to Crazy Clara Flying School from the parking lot. The car is parked in front of the school building with room for anyone to walk by it and/or enter or leave the flight school. Fernando gets Minerva and Ichigo out of the jeep and looks over the damage to the area. The building itself looks intact from their vantage point but the advertising billboard above the building did take a few hits. The door was unlocked and they go inside.

No one was at the reception desk they had approached. Seeing the bell on the counter, Fernando gives it a couple hard taps on the ringer button to make it ring.

**DING! DING!**

“Alright who’s ringing the DAMN bell?” an older woman’s voice says from a back room. She steps out, wearing motorcycle (MC) boots, tight fitting jeans, a leather bomber jacket and a leather helmet with goggles on top of them. She looks at Fernando and his little group of a young adult Wessen and a small girl between them. She looks at the Wessen.

She looks at the Wessen, “You know you do not belong here, now git lost before I put a few rounds into you!”

Fernando steps in between them, “Whatever problem you have with her, you can place them with me. Now I have a flight class to relearn some skills that I signed up and paid for the other day.”

“I do not know why you are here but if you are in cahoots with that heathen then I do not want you here. That street urchin you dare bring in and those like her are the reason why Wessen town attacked us! If the Lawmen did not stepped in when they did, this place would be gone and done for.” the older woman says loudly at Fernando. She throws in, “Now leave before I call the lawmen on your ass!”

Fernando reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a large leather sack of coins from it, opening it and pours the contents of gold coins onto the receptionist’s desk. He then says as he pulls out a couple more similar sized leather sacks and places them unopened by the pile of coins on the desk, “Let me tell you a few things an old friend once told me: ‘there isn’t a man out there that I cannot make, buy or destroy.’ But that is the least of your problems if I were to take away these things and walk away, leaving you with nothing. Two: in speaking with Mad Moondog Maddie, she told me that you were the best, which is why I signed up for a test and a class for this afternoon. My skills as an aviator has gone rusty and needs to ne polished up, and she recommended me to you. Thirdly, though I would be leaving this misbegotten town soon in the least I would plant the seeds to get the air races going again, but that is up to a lot of variables – variables like you and others. Four: Call the lawmen. I already had enough of their crap and had them eliminated. If you do not believe me, go call Maddie to see if I telling the truth. Five: That Wessen is not the fault of what happened last night or in the past following nights – those are the actions of a Hector De La Cruz – who now has a One Million Dollars In Gold bounty on his head for what he did. This Wessen, who is now my friend after a lot of truth searching and finding is now my friend and under my protection. She is also bait for Hector to try to get her. Unfortunately he managed to get away but I did managed to chop his right hand off and have that hand in my camper in a pickle jar, Maddie gave me the pickle jar and saw me put Hector’s hand in it and then filled it with Pickle Juice. You can ask her about that as well. Six – back to the Lawmen and why I had them eliminated – they were corrupt and arrested anyone when paid to do so. I’m part of a travelling rescue and medical crew, which that Wessen just joined and I have been teaching her and other new volunteers I got for here how to save lives. But the Lawmen interfered with my work and the Number One rule of any Rescue Worker is ‘Anyone interfering with the work of rescuing another will be dealt with severely and use of deadly force if needed.’ The Lawmen interfered with my work, the Lawmen are no more. Again, call Maddie to verify this and ask her who is now in charge of providing Law and Order to this misbegotten town. Seven, it is the actions of my people who saved this town from being burned down to the ground by the attack Hector did here on the other night. And on he has done other smaller attacks against us – The Rescuers – and the people of this town, both Wessens and humans including sending in some Lizard men to try to kill us during our sleep. There are now 12 less Lizard men in this world because we stopped them. Now, we can do this in a civilized manner and discuss about the class and if I like what I see, I’ll recommend your services to General Jastrey for a contract negotiation for services she wants rendered. If not I can take my business elsewhere.”

He then starts putting his sacks of gold coins away in his jacket pockets. When he starts scooping the gold coins off the receptionist’s desk, the older woman puts her hands on his.

“Let s not be too hasty. I’m sure we can work on an agreement.” The older woman tells him.

“Listen and listen real good, Miss. The one thing I do not like is greed. You do an honest day’s work you get an honest day’s pay. But if you go above and beyond in what you have to do, I reward those who do that for me. Now I’m here to see Crazy Clara to get my class started, as she was recommended to me by her sister Mad Moondog Maddie. And whether I come where with my friends and family or I come here alone, I and those who come with me are to be given with the save respect and honor and you expect me to give you. Now, I’ve come a long way and from a long time and need a little help trying to fly again. I heard you were the best. I will be putting you through that test.” Fernando tells her.

“I am Crazy Clara.” The older woman says, adding “What is your flight experience?”

“I am going to tell you something that will not leave the room as to explain my experience. The Spirits pulled me out of time to put me here and I have been fighting against them and trying to find my way back to my time. But back then, I used to fly the big jets and was a fighter and test pilot for the air force. I had my own airplane and was part of glider and whirly bird club of my town. It has been several years I have been here in this time, and have not flown. So, test me if you like and we can discuss about glider and other aircraft flight time.” He tells her.

“I see. I heard of many the Spirits have taken for whatever reason. But that is neither here nor there.” Clara explains. Then she looks him up and down, “You do not look like a flyer.”

“Give me a test, and then you decide where I belong.” He tells her.

“Have a seat and I’ll call you for the test.” She tells him.

Fernando gives a nod before stepping back to the seats in the waiting room.

“Well, what is going to happen?” Ichigo asks.

“Nothing, she has to set me up to take a test and all future lessons are based what grade I get on that test.” Fernando tells her.

“What about flying today?” Minerva asks.

“Let’s see what happens first.” Fernando replies.

“Oh...” Minerva replies.

Clara comes out, “Come to the desk and we can go start on your test.”

Fernando gets up and walks to the receptionist desk where Clara is at with a thick exam book. She pulls out
5 sheets of papers, the type he is used to filling in the bubbles back in school long ago. She explains how the test is to go.

“Each paper is for each section of the book, the questions are in the back of each section, each question will have 4 answers: A, B, C, or D. Only one of those answers if correct. You fill in the circle for the correct answer. You have 1 hour to complete the test. Do you understand this?” Clara asks.

“I understand.” Fernando tells her.

“Then good, follow me into the other room to take the test.” She tells him.

He follows her into the other room where she points to a chair and for him to work on. She points to the seat for him to sit on and puts the exam with a pencil on the table. He sits down as she tells him, “You have one hour. Now begin.”

Fernando picks up the pencil and looks at the papers to check what section they go to as she steps away from the table. He reads the sheets of papers for the section they go to, and twists the crystal on his cane just a bit, pressing down on the crystal, he goes through the exam, getting to each section at a rate of speed never seen before. He answers some 100 questions in 20 minutes. On his last three questions, he reverts Time back for himself, answers the last three questions. He puts his papers together in order and closes the book. He then gets up and walks over to her as she sits by the instructor’s desk. He puts the book and the exam on the table in front of her.

“I’m done.” He tells her.

She looks at him and then at his exam.

“I’ll be outside. It should only take a couple of minutes to grade that exam.” He tells her.

She just looks at him as he leaves the room. He goes back to the waiting room and waits.

“What’s going on?” Ichigo asks.

“Just waiting for my test to be graded.” He answers.

“Oh.” She replies.

In a few minutes, more time than Fernando thought it was needed to grade his test, Clara comes out of her office. He gets up and walks over to the receptionist’s desk.

“How well did I do?” He asks.

“Considering how fast you did this and the perfect score you got, I have to say that you cheated.” Clara tells him.

“Prove to me how I cheated and I will prove to you that I did not.” He tells her.

“In the time you too to answer the questions, you have to had the answers somewhere. Now where is your proof that you did not cheated?” She says and asks.

Fernando reaches into his back pocket and pulls out this wallet while saying, “Remember what I told you about the Spirits taking me out of my time. Just remember that.” He then opens his wallet and pulls out a double folded card and hands it to Clara.

She reads it to herself, “Federal Aeronautical Administration – Private Pilot’s License. Endorsements for the following:...”

He takes the license before she reads any further, “Like I said, I am already a licensed pilot. I just need some practice time.”

“It might be some time before you can get some practice time. How long are you staying?” Clara asks.

“Not long enough. What is the situation that is holding back the lessons?” He says and asks.

“That attack by your friend’s friends took out the launching wench at the end of the runway.” She tells him.

“First off, those responsible are no friends of hers nor mine. This is Hector De La Cruz’s doing, not hers. Get that through your thick head. Second, those responsible have been dealt with and will no longer be around except buried in some deep hole somewhere. Third of all, I’ll have my people look over and repair the wench during the night. Now with that, I’ll be here tomorrow to follow up on the wench’s repair and a first lesson. You get what aircraft you have to teach with ready for that first lesson.” He tells her.

“If you tamper with that wench, I will get the lawmen on you.” She tells him.

“It’s a free repair. You will pay nothing for it and you get a repaired wench for free.” He tells her.

“I do not know what your intent is and therefore you are a danger to my business and my person.” She tells him.

“Alright then. There will be a community meeting at the Great Hall at Wessen Town at 6o’clock. Be there.” He tells her.

“What for? So you can choose who to give my business too?” She throws at him.

“Alright. I told you what needs to be done, recommended some possible services, offered some free services to help with repairs and am willing to pay for classes, yet all you did is give me a hard time. Now, with what l said, I will be looking to take my business elsewhere. Bye.” Fernando tells her before going to the waiting room area and signals Ichigo and Minerva to go with him. They follow him out the door.

Once outside Fernando opens the passenger door and helps Ichigo in. He closes the door as soon as she is seated, going to the driver’s side, puts down the driver’s seat and helps Minerva to enter the vehicle and go to the rear area and sits on the folding bench seat in the back. He then puts the driver’s seat back up and gets in. He turns on the engine and lets the vehicle warm up.

“Where too now?” Ichigo asks.

“I need to go eat something, as I had not had anything to eat all say.” Fernando replies.

“Fernando!” Ichigo says, “I would have gotten something for you if you said so!”

“First off, out of everybody, I eat last. Second, it’s been a long day dealing with idiots and assholes, and making sure that Hondo and his crew was fed, so I had not had the chance to eat all day.” Fernando says before putting the jeep into gear.

He gets back on the road and heads South. In a couple of minutes he drives up to the Mad Moondog Maddie’s diner. He parks the jeep near the door, helping Minerva and Ichigo out before walking in into the establishment. He walks to the counter where Maddie sees him.

“What can I do for you today?” Maddie asks him as she wipes down the counter.

“I’ll take a table for three but I’ll be eating for the most part. My companions may or may not eat.” He tells her.

“Take any empty table you want. I’ll be there with the menus and some water in a moment.” Maddie says.

“Thank you.” Fernando tells her before turning to see the restaurant seating section. Only a couple of tables were taken, and he finds a table by the window facing their jeep and not far from the door. He walks over to the table and pulls the seats for Ichigo and Minerva. He takes the seat parallel to the window and facing the door, which gives a great view of his vehicle and of anyone entering and leaving the place.

As promised, Maddie arrives with a couple of menus and three glasses of water. She tells them as she wipes down their table, “Take your time to decide what you want. I’ll be back to take your order.”

“Thank you.” Fernando tells her before she walks away. He then turns to Ichigo and Minerva, “You both are probably not hungry, but order something for yourselves. Something small like ice cream, cake, pie – whatever.”

“What are you getting?” Ichigo asks.

“If they have it, if not then maybe they can make a custom order of steak and eggs breakfast with fries and a large coffee.” He tells her.

“That is a pretty big order...” Ichigo comments.

“I’m tired and I’m hungry.” He tells her, adding, “And we got a lot to do before we go back.” After a second’s pause, he says, “You two decided yet?”

“I’ll take a pie.” Ichigo says.

“Yeah, I’ll take a pie too.” Minerva says as well.

“Anything to drink? Sweetwater, juice milk...?” He asks.

“I’ll take a sweet water.” Ichigo says.

“Me too.” Minerva replies.

“Alright then, lets order.” He tells then before raising his hand to get Maddie’s attention.

Maddie comes to their table quicker than expected. She looks at them, “How can I help you?”

Fernando turns to his companions, “Girls, you first.”

Ichigo responds first, “I’ll take a slice of apple pie and a sweet water.”

Fernando turns to her, “Are we forgetting our manners?”

Ichigo looks down at herself, “I’m sorry.” Then she looks up at Maddie, “May I please have a slice of apple pie and a sweet water?”

Fernando says to himself “Good.” He then turns to Minerva, “Your turn.”

Minerva faces Fernando for a second before turning to Maddie, “Uhm... May I please have the same as her? A slice of apple pie and a sweet water?”

Maddie repeats the order for them, “That is two slices of apple pie and 2 sweet water drinks.” She then turns to Fernando, “And you sir, what will you have?”

“I did not see it on the menu but do you make custom orders?” Fernando asks.

“Tell us what you want and we’ll have it for you.” She tells him.

“Thank you. I hope this does not burden you; but I’ll like steak and three eggs over easy with fries, buttered light toast and a large coffee. Could you do that?” Fernando says and asks.

Maddie looks at him with an off expression.

He looks at her back, “Is there something wrong?”

“No, nothing on your part. It’s that we had not served that in many years.” Maddie explains.

“Can you do it? I have not eaten all day and am very hungry.” Fernando almost pleads with her.

“I’ll do for you. It’s just it has not been done in many years. Nothing more.” Maddie tells him. She adds, “I’ll get them done for you right away. Enjoy your stay.” She then leaves into the kitchen with the order.

As they wait for their order, Minerva decides to ask her questions.

“The kids would be taken care of by General Jastrey if we leave?” Minerva asks.

“She will do for them what they need. She will teach them how to read and write, do their numbers, basic skills to get a job when they grow up and so on. All they have to do is listen to her and her people.” Fernando tells her.

“And us, you said you would get us a vehicle to travel with?” Minerva asks.

“A vehicle and a camper unless I can get a motorized camper for you all.” Fernando asks.

“What about that guy with the big truck? He says he has room for all the kids.” Minerva asks and states.

“Don’t ever talk to him.” Fernando tells her.

“Why not? He seems sincere.” Minerva points out.

“That guy is a mining slave runner. The teens in the group used to be his mining slaves until they revolted. But they came to me for help because he would not let them take their things, and they had no ride to go anywhere. So now they work for me. But he decides to follow us, so I warned him that if anything happens to the teens, I would make him disappear. So if he is caught dragging in slaves from kidnapping or auction, I would put him on auction. He is not to be trusted. He claims that he is going to some place called Junk Town to do some mining but he claims we are following him. Mind you, we rescued him and his crew from a highway gang after that truck of his broke down and yet he claims that I am the source of his problems. So I told him anytime he wants to take it on like a man, I’m game for a fair fight. But as for you and the kids? No. He would use you and the kids as slave diggers for his mining operations. So do not talk to him about making deals to take the kids, because he would enslave them.” Fernando explains.

Minerva looks at him in shock and horror.

Ichigo throws in, “You would kill him if you two were to fight.”

“No doubt he would try to fight dirty.” He throws in. He then adds, “I do not trust him, and anyone I do not trust, you should not trust either.”

“If the others help, could we take the kids with us?” Minerva asks.

“We’re talking what? 30+ kids, 35 at the most let’s say? That would be six extra kids per those with their campers. Then sleeping, we only have 3 spare campers for them to sleep in, that’s 12+ kids per camper. Who is going to take care of them all? And when we roll at night, they cannot sleep in the campers because if there was an accident, those in the camper would more than likely be killed. I would rather lose a camper than to lose somebody who was in a camper. This would be unfair to everyone, especially the kids. If they are to come, we would need something like the bus the Den Mother has and she only has about 12 kids. You have three times as much. We would have to sit down and plan as to how it is going to be done. Plus feeding them, clothing them, getting them washed up and taking care of their bathroom needs – it all adds up.” He explains.

“What if we all agree to go, and get a large truck or bus for the kids?” Minerva asks.

“First decide what it is that you want. Then decide what it is that your sister and friends want, and last – decide what is best for them and the kids. Leaving this place might be a great idea, but if you are not prepared for it, it can lead to a disaster with many people will get hurt, killed or enslaved. That I do not want to happen.” He explains.

“Is this part of our delay?” Ichigo asks.

“No, it is not, but to get them ready, it would delay us more. I do not see that as a problem as long as we prepare for it just right. We cannot take short cuts and say it is done, only to have people get into a bad situation. We have to prepare for the worst and hope for the best.” Fernando explains.

Maddie arrives with a large tray of food and drinks, putting it on the empty corner of the table. She starts to hand out the meals, “An apple pie and a sweet water drink for the young ladies, Steak and eggs over easy over with fries and buttered light toast and a large coffee for the gentleman.” She then takes the tray off the table, “If you need anything, let me know.”

“Thank you for everything.” Fernando tells her.

Maddie nods with a smile before she walks to her counter to help another customer. They begin on their meal. Though the girls take their time with eating their small dessert meal, Fernando seems to turn on a power vacuum to eat his meal rapidly. It is not the best meal he’s had but it is a damn good one. He slows down when he is almost done with his meal but the girls are half way with theirs. He finishes ahead of them anyways.

“Excuse me. I usually do not eat like that.” He tells the girls.

“It’s OK, you did not eat all day.” Ichigo says.

“Yeah...” Minerva throws in.

Ichigo takes the last two bites of her apple pie and swig from her drink to finish. Minerva only had one bite left but more than a quarter of her drink to swallow. Done with the meal Fernando raises his hand to get Maddie’s attention. She arrives at their table.

“We’re done here. Much is the bill?” He asks her.

“Well...” She begins.

“Do not under sell your services. Just because I helped out with you getting a contract with the General Jastrey’s Army and feed my convoy crew, does not mean that you should give us a discount. I prefer that we keep our business dealings square and honest.” He tells her.

“Well, OK...” She does the math on her order pad, “$12 is the total.”

“That’s all? I thought it would be more.” He says as he takes out $15 in silver coins and handed it over to Maddie. “Here, keep the change.”

“Huh? Oh, thank you.” Maddie says.

“I just need a receipt for the paperwork.” He says to her, adding, “Girls, wait for me by the door.”

Maddie scribbles on her order pad and rips out the page, handing it to him. “Here is your receipt, come back when you’re hungry!”

“Thanks. I definitely will.” He says to her.

He then points to the door for the girls to go through and he follows them out. Once outside, they step over to the medic jeep. He opens the passenger side door and helps Ichigo inside and closes the door once she is seated. He then opens the driver’s side door and puts down the driver’s seat and helps Minerva to get inside into the rear area of the jeep and sit on the folding bench seat in the back. He then pulls the driver’s seat back up to get in to sit down and close the door.

As Fernando sets himself up to secure his seat belt and starts the jeep, he sees Crazy Clara walks quickly past the jeep and into the restaurant. Once the engine has started, Fernando puts it into gear and quickly drives away. He slows down once he is out of the immediate area.

“What was that about?” Ichigo asks.

“You noticed that ‘woman’ entering Maddie’s restaurant?” Fernando asks.

“Yeah.” Ichigo asks.

“That was Clara from the Flight School.” He says to her.

“And?” Ichigo asks.

“She was giving me shit during the exam and claims that I cheated among other things despite me getting a near perfect score. In my past I was a pilot and did own my own plane. Now she is here to talk to her sister Maddie? That is one conversation I do not want to hear. Now, let’s see about getting a few things for you.” He explains.

“I see.” Ichigo says.

“What is she getting?” Minerva asks.

“Personal things that young ladies of a certain age needs.” He tells her to throw her.

“Oh...” Minerva replies.

Fernando shakes his head for a second as he makes his way to north on the eastern service road that parallels the runway. In a few minutes he makes it to the shops on the Eastern Service Road. He parks the jeep by the large building where the merchants were inside.

“Minerva, you are to stay in stay in the car. Ichigo, you come with me. I’ll be locking the doors, no one should bother you.” Fernando tells them.

He then opens his driver’s side door to step out and locks it. He walks to the other side and opens the passenger side door. He helps Ichigo get out of the jeep before closing and locking the door. They walk into merchant building. He pulls out a small sack of gold and silver coins from his pocket and puts it into her hoodie pocket. But Ichigo being the girl that she is, looked at all the merchants selling women’s apparel was looking into the higher priced things. She finds one that is more up to her standards with the unusual name of Coco Armani on its side. A middle aged woman with a paint-by-number make-up, huge rim sun glasses and enough shiny metal chains and trinkets wearing a large collar turtle neck sweater stands by the counter shelves of various items wrapped in see-through cellophane: stockings, panty hose, etc.

Ichigo looks at them and then at the merchant, “You have anything in my size?”

“We do not serve children here as this is an adult store.” The merchant tells her.

Fernando steps up to her with Ichigo at his side. “You mean to tell me that you do not serve little people of petite size 00? People in Fight Town told us to see Ms Coco Armani in Flight Town, and she will serve you right. Looks like we have to go back and tell them that Ms Coco Armani is a liar and fraud.”

“I can serve any woman of any size, but I doubt you can afford my prices. I only deal with Rich Clients, not commoners like yourselves.” The middle aged merchant says to them.

Fernando gives Ichigo a slight shove as he points to the door for her to enter. She goes in following his cue. The middle aged merchant complains before Fernando steps up to her and points to the door for her to enter. She rants and complains as she enters her store with Fernando behind her. He stops by the door and locks it behind him.

He walks up to the merchant, “Lady, I do not know what bug crawled up your ass, but I spend the last 72 hours stopping the attacks Hector De La Cruz has been sending against this town, so excuse me is I sound a bit pissed off. But you just crossed the line when you said I cannot afford what you sell here. Lady, I can but then entire lot, stock and barrel and hire you idiots to be my staff in selling this crap. Now like I said, we came here for my little girl – little because of her size, not because of her age. She is 16, but she is one of those little people according to the doctors, this is as big as she will ever get. Since she is going to be 17 soon, I wanted her to have the best. While being in Fight Town, we were told that you were the best, and my girl deserves the best. But if we walk out of here empty handed, tomorrow you won’t have a store as I will have it burned down tonight. Now go do your job, and if I find out you swiped prices or over-charge me, you will no longer have a store the following day. Do you understand what I am telling you?!!”

The elder woman nods and walks away, snapping her fingers at the staff. Fernando goes up to Ichigo and helps take off her hoodie and lets her go with the staff. At the same time several people walk in from the rear entrance armed with various long arms that had seen better days. One of them says loudly “Coco, what’s going on here?!”

The merchant woman points at Fernando, “He threatened that he would burn down the store and is going to rob the place!”

Fernando walks up to them, the one asking the questions was Gordon, “Is that you, Gordon?”

The merchant with the shotgun looks at him, putting his long arm down and signaling the others to do the same. “You’re that medic that bought some parts from me the other day. Tell me what is going on?”

“Let me put it in words that ‘she’ will understand.” Fernando begins, “I’m here to buy for my little girl because she needs a few things. She’s little because of her size, not because of her age, the doctors says she has ‘little people syndrome’ so that as you will see when she comes out, she is as big s she will ever get. But this ‘Jezebel’ made comments of how I cannot afford her prices. I told her that if she cheats on her prices and over charge me for her services, I will burn her place down. As for her saying that I am here to rob the place, you tell her what I did for you, what I bought and could afford and whether or not I was going to rob your place when we met. Just tell her.”

“Who you calling a Jezebel?!!” the woman merchant lets out.

“You is who I am calling a Jezebel... you damn snake charmer.” Fernando tells her.

“I am not going to be insulted like this in my own store!” The woman merchant lets out.

“Before I expose you for what you are, let me tell you this much, and you can verify it with Gordon here all you want. One – I am here to do business for myself and my family. Any price you throw at me, I can pay. Like I said I can buy out this whole lot with everything in it and hire you to be my staff for my soon to be stores. Two – I did not come here alone. I have the following of General Jastrey’s Army to clean up corruption and help out those in need. This is an army where half of the soldiers are women. Women who will, by my recommendation, come here and spend their hard earned money for some soft, smooth and sexy underwear to make them feel more *AHEM!* Lady like. This includes, General Jastrey herself, Major Moynihan and Lieutenant Benson, fair young career women in charge of the army I brought in for your protect, who are still women. Now, I can have them come and spend their money here or I can tell them to avoid this place and spread a rumor of how your panties were washed in some chemical that will give their hoochies a dreadful rash. Now which one shall it be?” Fernando tells her.

The merchant woman looks at Gordon. Gordon looks at her and nods, saying, “If you do not pick up the business this man has to offer, ‘The House of Vanderbilt’ on the West Side will get it, and you will not want them to get your business.”

Fernando steps up to Gordon, eyeing his shot gun, “Next time the Major walks into your shop, ask them about cleaning the rust off your fire arm. This thing in this condition will explode in your face if you do not get it cleaned up. I also have a need for, hmmm... what do they call it? Those round fuel tanks long haul trucks have, the ones with a step on it. I will need four or so but to fit the medical jeep I have parked outside. Maybe 10 or 20 gallons each, to be put on that part under the door.”

“We can discuss this later. Right now we got concerns about somebody threatening to burn down stores and we do not like that.” Gordon tells him.

“I always say, ‘treat people the same way you want them to treat you.’ This ‘person’ decides to make judgment calls on who can shop at her store, and whether or not I can afford it. Like I said, I can buy out the whole lot and everything in it and then hire her as staff. But since female dog wanted to treat me like trash, I treated her like trash and she did not like that one bit at all.” Fernando explains.

(In the other room of the store)

The store assistant was helping Ichigo out in selecting a few items. But Ichigo points out to them a few issues with the merchandise.

“How long has these things been sitting around for? A lot of them are dry-rotted.” Ichigo go tells them.

“Dry rotted?” The assistant asks, pulling out a pair of pantyhose from its package and tries to show off its sheerness.

Ichigo take one of the legs of the pantyhose, folds it a couple times and gives them a twist. They crumple into large dust particles on the table they were on. She tells them, “That is Dry Rot. That means that they have been in storage for so long, the moisture of the fabric dried out, leaving this mess behind. Most of these are too far gone to do anything with them. Show me what you got in petite sized silk panties and bras, preferably in black. And they better not be dry-rotted.”

The assistant whispers to another who goes into the back stock room. In a couple of minutes, they return with a couple boxes of panties, bras and camisole sets, on the side of some of the boxes has some strange non-English writing. Ichigo goes through them as the assistant tries to make their sales pitch.

“These are the finest silks from the Orient.” The Assistant tells her.

“Where in the Orient?” Ichigo asks.

Well, err... all over. We do not buy from one source but search out and buy what is available at the time from whoever has it.” The Assistant tries to say.

Ichigo pulls out a random box, “Alright, what does this say?” She points to where it says “中國製造”

“Well, it says ‘100 percent Oriental Silk’.” The assistant says.

“Wrong. It says ‘Zhōngguó zhìzào’ which means ‘Made in China.’” She tells them. She then picks up another box and points to “100％桑の実シルク日本製” She asks, “Now what does that say?”

“Well, it is obvious. That says ‘100 percent Oriental Silk.’ It says ‘100 percent right there!’” The Assistant tells her.

“Wrong again. Now listen up. Daddy and I have been through the Orient and got here by a slow boat from China, to Japan, to Alaska, to Canada and now here. We know the languages to read and speak with the natives over there. Now to what that says, it says, ‘100-Pāsento kuwa no jitsu shiruku – nipponsei’ which means in Japanese ‘100% Mulberry Worm Silk – Made in Japan.’ Since it is made from silk, it should not be dry rotted unless it has been sitting on a shelf for years. So let’s give it a test.” Ichigo explains to them.

She opens one of the packages and pulls out the bra and massages the material between her fingers. She does the same to the panties before crumpling both of them up in her tiny hands. They seem to recover as silk should but do show that they have been on the shelf for a while.

“These pass but barely. Maybe I can rescue them with a softener bath.” Ichigo says mostly to herself. She then says to the assistant. I’ll take five of these panties, and 3 of these bras and 2 of these camisole sets – all in black – Petite Size 00.”

“Will do!” the assistant tells her. She then whispers to the lesser employee to go to the stock room and bring what boxes they had out.

Ichigo looks about the area checking out the glass cases. A red and white floral kimono locked in a glass case catches her eye.

“You have that in a Petite size?” Ichigo asks.

“That is a very expensive robe. Even if we have it, could you afford it?” The Assistant throws at her.

“First off, it is not a robe. It is a Japanese Silk Kimono – or Fall Weather House Coat. And the bow belongs in the back, not on the side. And they should not be that expensive, I can get it for less than $100 at Fight Town. But since those idiots at the Blimp Station lost our luggage, I lost my precious Kimono I had gotten from Japan along with a few other valuable items and that one looks just like the one I had. I will buy it if you have it in my size and it better have the correct label on it.” Ichigo says to the assistant.

The one in the stock room comes out with boxes of items for Ichigo to go through. She goes through the boxes to select the items she selects the silk bras, panties and a couple of camisoles in black, and then finds a few items in red and pick them out too. She sets them aside on a pile from the box and then looks at the assistant.

“I’ll take all of these if you have that Kimono in my size.” Ichigo tells her.

“I doubt you can afford it.” The assistant says.

“I will decide if I can afford it or not, you bring it out here for me to see and I will test it for its label and dry rot.” Ichigo says. The assistant stands there with their arms crossed. Ichigo throws at them, “If I do not see a Kimono in a few seconds, I am going to walk out of here. As for me not affording anything in this store... daddy is paying the bill and right now he has more gold in his pockets than you will make getting paid working at this place for a year. Now, where that’s Kimono?”

“That will be the day...” The Assistant holds back from laughing.

“It’s a shame. Count what is here and think how much of a sale you are about to lose and I’m going to talk to my friends to avoid this place.” Ichigo tells them before she starts to walk out of selection and fitting room.

The assistant looks at the pile, seeing that in their mind they are about to lose a large sale for being insulting to a customer.

Ichigo walks up to Fernando, taking her hoodie jacket from his hand.

“Everything alright, sweetie?” Fernando asks in their father/daughter act.

“I’m not buying from a place that is insulting to me and questions what my daddy can afford when they have dry-rotted crap they are selling as new.” Ichigo says.

“I have the finest in silks and nylons on sale!” The merchant woman lets out.

“If you leave nylon sit on the shelf for years, they will dry rot.” Ichigo explains.

“Wait. What is Dry Rot?” Gordon says.

Fernando explains, “All materials made for clothing like Cotton, Wool, Spandex, Nylon, Silk, and others, even Leather, if left to sit for a long time will dry out and begin to rot. Each material will rot in their own way but the end results are the same – you end up worthless crap that cannot be saved.”

“What is it that they were trying to sell you that was dry rotted? Show me.” Gordon asks sternly.

“I do not think we need to see. I’ll check out my stock and throw out what is no good.” The merchant lady says.

“Listen Coco, I send a lot of my female relatives to buy from here and some have complained about how things fell apart on them though they thought it was from rough handling on their part. But if things were already rotting here on the shelves, I think you owe a lot of people an apology, including my female relatives.” Gordon tells her. He then turns to Ichigo, “Show me what you found that was dry rotted.”

Ichigo nods before walking into the selection ad fitting room with Fernando, Gordon and the woman merchant behind her. They stand about the room, watching Ichigo grabbing a couple of packages of pantyhose. She hands them to Gordon and Fernando. The sales assistant just stands here, not having put away the items she has selected

“Take them out of the package, fold them and give them a twist.” Ichigo tells them.

Fernando through his life experiences already know this test, Gordon does not at least not for woman’s apparel. They both take out the hosiery, feeling it between their fingers and find it to be rough like the finest steel wool. Fernando was first to fold up the pantyhose and gives it a twist. It begins to crumble in his bare hands. He shakes his head as Gordon looks on. Gordon then does the same of folding up the pantyhose and giving it a twist. It too crumples. Gordon looks at the woman merchant.

“You owe many a refund, including my female relatives.” Gordon tells her.

“And what is this about us not being able to afford to buy things?” Fernando asks, adding, “What was it that you wanted?”

“I told this store person that I would buy that pile of things I needed if they had that Kimono in my size.” Ichigo points out the items she stated, throwing in “That is when they stated that I could not afford it.”

“Well,” Fernando begins as he looks at Kimono, “It’s only $100 at Fight Town. I can have one picked up and delivered here from there.”

“A hundred? Bah! That is worth over $500!” The merchant woman tells him.

“Yeah, you bought it in Fight Town for $100 and are selling it for four times as much here. I wonder what else you are doing that with. If it is Japanese. It’s probably a fake Chinese knock off anyways.” Fernando tells her.

“Coco, that is price gouging.” Gordon tells her.

“What I sell at my store, I sell at my prices.” The woman merchant says.

“I’ll go tell General Jastrey to have her female soldiers to avoid this place then.” Fernando says.

“You cannot do that!” The woman merchant says.

“Lady. I hold the rank of Colonel within her army even though I am a medic and doctor. I can advise and command the troops as needed though I prefer to let the lower ranking officers to do the commanding and ordering of the troops. I can and will advise them to avoid this place. So how dare you insult me and my daughter.” Fernando tells her with Gordon shaking his head.

“Coco... you #$@!ed with the wrong person this time. The contract I signed with them a couple days ago because of this man, and now I am making more money selling them vehicle parts in the last couple days to them than I have for the past three months. These people got money and if you want part of that money, you do not #$@! with them.” Gordon tells her.

The woman merchant looks away at them in discuss, thinking about what is happening and trying to find fault with others and not with herself, her store or her staff.

Gordon throws in to get her attention, “I met with some of the troop leaders of this army, and they were all women. You are dumb enough to burn a customer for a couple hundred in sales and lose thousands in the sales he can send here? You’d be stupid to even think so.”

“Let’s go Maria. We can get what you want from Fight Town.”

“Now wait a minute! How about we make a deal?” The woman merchant says out loud to be heard.

“What kind of a deal are we talking about?” Fernando asks.

“Whatever your daughter wanted she can have it on the house. All you have to do is recommend my place to your women soldiers.” The merchant woman says.

“So you can sell them your dry rotted goods? I would look bad and you would lose a lot of customers faster than if I told them to avoid the place.” Fernando asks and explains.

“I promise to clear things up and throw out that which is bad.” Then merchant woman says.

“Let me see what she wants and I’ll think about it.” Fernando tells her.

“I just want the pile that is over there and that Kimono in my size if they have it.” Ichigo says.

“What about pantyhose and stockings?” Fernando asks.

“All their nylons are mostly dry rotted.” Ichigo explains.

Fernando looks at Ichigo for a second and then at the merchant woman. “It is against my better judgment but I will say yes. But...”

“But what?” The merchant woman asks.

“I am going to do you a favor.” Fernando tells her.

“What kind of favor?” The merchant woman asks.

Fernando twists the crystal on his cane a couple of turns before he says, “This.” He presses the crystal down on his cane. There was a bright flash of light, and the hosiery that was crumbled to dust has been restored to their smooth flowing intact texture. All the other hosiery, lingerie and other items of feminine clothing on the store shelves and stock room have been restored to their state of creation. He looks at Ichigo, “Maria, go get some pantyhose and stocking that you need.”

Ichigo nods before going to the shelves and picks out a few nylon panty hose and stockings, putting them to the pile she had gathered. She did manage to find a couple packages in silk, which she also takes. She then steps over to Fernando.

“What did you do?” The merchant woman asks.

“What I did or how I did it is none of your concern. I did what I had to do to make sure that if you sell anything to my woman soldiers or to any other females from here on out, they will be buying something that in a new state of condition, not the aged state you had them in. But note this – raise your prices because your stock has been restored to like new, and it all reverts back to the old dry rotted stock that they were in. Do I make myself clear on that?” Fernando tells her.

The merchant woman can only stand there in disbelief in what she is hearing.

“Do I make myself clear?” Fernando asks again.

Still nothing from the merchant woman. Gordon nudges her with his shotgun, “Did you hear what he said?”

“Huh? What? How? Who? Where?...” The merchant woman reacts.

“Did you hear what he said?” Gordon tells her for a second time.

“Oh yes. I heard it all. So, is that all? Minkin – wrap it and bag it for them.” The merchant woman says.

“You are forgetting the Kimono.” Fernando tells her.

“Kimono? Oh. Minkin – get the Kimono and add it to their package.” The merchant woman throws out the order to her assistant. The assistant goes to the underling stock clerk in the stockroom and gives the order to them. The Merchant woman roars, “WHEN I GIVE YOU AN ORDER, YOU ARE TO DO IT YOURSELF! NOW GO DO IT!” The assistant looks at her with a scared look before going into the stock room. After a couple minutes the assistant returns with a matching kimono in a smaller size of the one in the display case. It and the other items get wrapped up and bagged. The bag gets handed over to Fernando.

“Alright Maria, let’s get out of here. You need other things – shoes, sox, skirts...” Fernando says as he walks Ichigo out of the store.

They make their way to a couple doors down to another but less provocative men’s and women’s apparel store. He sees some nylon jackets he had seen before when he bought them for Minerva and her friends. He keeps looking around for various items, not finding anything.

The elder woman in an apron from before walks over to Fernando. She asks him, “Are you back for more?”

“Well, my little girl needs a couple polo shirts, skits, sox, shoes, sneakers and another hooded jacket like this one. Got anything like that?” Fernando asks.

“I have much of that inside. Let’s see what works for her.” The elder woman says before opening the door and holding it for them to enter.

They walk in, the place is dimly lit and various items of clothing from coats to shirts hang from every possible place one can hang something on. A couple of younger store workers step out and start eyeing and measuring Ichigo on just a gesture from the elder woman. She says, “Have a seat so they can measure your feet.”

Fernando steps aside to let Ichigo sit on the only visible seat in the room. While they measure Ichigo’s feet, he looks about and picks out a few things for her: polo shirts, skirts, t-shirts, sox, a terrycloth robe with a matching towel and a couple hooded sweat jackets. He even found a packet of five white cotton panties he threw in the pile. He asks the elder woman to get a pair of sneakers and shoes for Ichigo, and hand her the other items, asking for a price and a receipt. The store assistants come out with a pair of simple cloth sneakers and Mary-Jane shoes. The store owner tallies up the total costs and says, “$120.”

“That’s all?” Fernando says, adding, “I thought it would be more.” He then gives her six $20 silver coins.

The items get wrapped up and bagged as Ichigo puts on her shoes. Fernando put the package into the bag with the other package from the other store. Ichigo gets up from the seat and steps over to Fernando.

“Ready to go?” He asks her. She looks up at him and nods. “Then let’s go.” He says to her.

The walk out of the store and the hanger building was uneventful. He opens the passenger to the jeep and helps Ichigo in. He hands her the bag with her packages before closing and locking the door. He walks to the other side of the jeep before Gordon calls out to him as he steps up to him.

“Excuse me, medic!” Gordon says.

Fernando stops in front of the jeep and turns to face him. Gordon was with the other armed merchants who were at the lingerie store.

“Yes Gordon, how can I help you?” Fernando asks.

Gordon and his group walk up to him though with their long arm pointed down. He asks him, “You wanted some gas tanks for your vehicle? Explain exactly what you want.”

Fernando take him to the passenger side of the jeep and points to the area under the door and sizes with his hands, “You know on those long haul trucks, they have these round tanks with about 50 gallons of fuel or more? Well, something like that but smaller to fit in that area. I say about 10 to 20 gallons, preferable 20 gallons. And if possible, like on some of those tanks, a step on them to help get in and out of the vehicle. Metal tubing to connect them together to the engine, and a 3 way fluid value on the dash to switch between the tanks. I need something like that for two jeep, this one and another just like it at the convoy camp. I’ll see you tomorrow about design, manufacturing, installation and costs. Tonight however, at 6o’clock a Wessen Town at the great hall there. Bring as many of your merchants that you can. But carry a small hidden fire arm, not a large one that all can see. I do not want to scare the innocent survivors of these attacks but I do want you merchants prepared to defend yourself just in case.”

“We’ll be there.” Gordon says.

“Oh, and thank you for your help at that She-male’s store.” Fernando says.

“Huh, she male?” Gordon asks.

“A She-male is a man who dresses up to look like a woman. That merchant woman is a man in disguise.” Fernando states.

“What makes you say that?” Gordon asks.

Fernando points to his medic patch on his arm, “In this job you have to look at somebody and determine their sex from the clues they show even though they will not tell you.” He continues as he points to parts of his clothing and/or body, “In his case – One: he is wearing a turtle neck sweater with an over sized collar trying to hide the Adam’s Apple in his throat. Two: Large rough hand even though the fingernails are longer than they should be. Three: Wide Jaw, no woman born, not even a Wessen has a wide jaw. Four, though the sweater was over sized, he-she-it was flat-chested. Five: Thin hips and no ass. Six: No Curves – no waist, no hips, and no legs. Six: Oversized Men’s Cowboy boots made to looks women’s boots. Seven: That – whoever it is, does not smell like a woman. Women have a sweet but slightly fishy smell on them, guys smell like funked up old dirty gym sox in a pile of dirty laundry. He-She-It smelled like funked up old dirty gym sox in a pile of dirty laundry. If you cannot smell it, befriend a Wessen and have them give her sniff. A Wessen will be able to tell you how they smell no matter how much perfume they use to cover their scent. Seven: Their hair is a wig they are wearing. Hair on one’s head does not shift around on one head, and I seen that hair move and adjusted a few times. Eight: Bulge in her skirt, though women do have a slight bulge there, a man’s bulge is much larger no matter how small they are. He-She-It was larger than most women I know and seen. Nine – do I really have to continue?”

“So all this time we have been duped? No matter how many times some of the guys have asked her out, she always refused them. But she has asked women out, claiming to be some woman loving dyke. Hmph... Makes sense now.” Gordon says.

“Well, I hope she like army girls. A lot of them can be gang banging, dildo flashing, rug munching dykes themselves, and if they find out that She is a He, they will kill her.” Fernando tells her.

Gordon lets out a chuckle, “We will see what happens later then. I’ll see you at that meeting. 6o’clock you said?”

“Yes. 6o’clock at the Great Hall in Wessen Town. See you there and then, bring your friends and staff and only small arms you can hide.” Fernando says to him.

“Take care then.” Gordon says before he starts walking away.

Fernando watches him and his friends leave. He then goes around to the driver’s side of jeep and gets in.

“What was that about?” Minerva asks.

“Just some minor problem at one of the stores we were in. Nothing more.” Fernando says.

“Oh... Nothing serious I hope.” Minerva says.

“It was nothing, really.” He says before starting the jeep and start driving for home at the convoy camp.

It takes them a couple minutes for them to get to the parking lot and park the jeep in front of the electric camper. Helping Minerva and Ichigo out of the jeep, he opens the sliding door of the camper for Ichigo to go in. Minerva stands nearby. He looks at Minerva.

“Any questions?” He asks her.

“No, but we will be talking on and off.” Minerva replies.

“Coming with me to the meeting at Wessen town?” He asks.

“Maybe. I have to wait and see what happens.” She replies.

“Well, I hope you would do go. Anyways I’ll see you before you go.” He tells her.

“I’ll see you then.” She says before she starts walking away.

Once she has walked halfway to where her sister and friends were watching the kids, Fernando steps into the camper, closing and locking the door behind him. Ichigo pounces on him, wearing her camisole she had on before and the terrycloth robe over it.

He literally takes her to the bed and drops her on it, “Whoa girl! Take it easy!”

She gets on her knees and pounces on him again, saying “Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“Easy girl! What gives?” He says to her trying to push her off.

She lets go of him, saying, “You got me what I needed.”

“How about giving me what I need?” He says as he looks at his watch. It is a little after 3PM.

“I told you, any time you want me, you can have me.” She tells him trying to look innocent.

“I need my rest more than I need anything I could get from you.” He tells her as he begins to strip off his layers of clothing.

Ichigo takes off her robe, folds it up and puts it away into her cupboard by the bed. He folds up his things and puts them on the cover of the sink and stove. He sits down and lets out a sigh. She sits down next to him and leans against him, beginning to trace the outline of penis against the imprint of his briefs.

“Would you mind not doing that?” He asks.

“Can I ask you a very serious question?” She asks but not stopping her finger tracing.

“What do you want to know?” He asks.

“I know as it is you own my little ass from the bet. But in all honestly, would you ever consider marrying me?” She says and asks.

“Marrying you?” He asks.

“Yes.” She replies.

“OK then, as a wife, what do you have to offer me?” He asks.

“Other than being smaller than the average woman anything they may have, I can give to you. I’m not perfect, not by any means and my size can be an issue, I know that but I would try to make you happy.” She tells him.

“What if I turned out to be some crazed pervert that only wants you for one thing?” He asks.

“There isn’t much I would not do for you as I have been through it all though I tried to keep it to a minimum in my life. I won’t do anything like having sex with animals like dogs or horses – yes Fight Town had shit like that as entertainment in some areas. And sex with Wessens, like I said, it was with bunny ring girls*. But that was long ago. So if you are some sort of pervert, you would be #$@!ing me right now and probably with that hamster Wessen girl joining in. But since that is not happening, I doubt you are.” She explains.

“I have a feeling that you would want me to pin you down and have my way with you.” He tells her.

“I would love it if you did me that favor.” She says.

“I bet you would. But you missed the point about being a wife.” He points out.

“And what would that be?” She asks.

“As the line says, ‘love, honor and obey.’ You talk about sex but said nothing about love.” He explains to her.

“I would not want to marry you if I didn’t like you. I would not also want to have sex, be intimate or even sleep with you if I didn’t like you. I love you for the things you are doing for me, the things you have done for me and the things I hope you will do for me.” She tells him.

“That is a typical female response.” He says before inching back onto the bed and crawling under the blankets.

Ichigo quickly joins him under the blankets, straddling him to look down at him from her height over him in her extended arms while he puts his hands above on her hips.

“What do you mean ‘that is a typical female response?’” She asks.

He looks up at her and tells her, “Simple. What emotional attachment you as a female have for me is based on what I can do for you and not the person that I am. Every female I met and know says and does this.”

“You guys are no different.” She throws at him.

“Guys put appearance above what she can do for him. Then he still puts who she is in consideration before what she can do for him. What she can do for him, other than sex, is the last thing on his mind unless it is something she can do that can bring him power and money – then it is no longer love at that point. For me, it is not what you can do for me but who you are because as cute as you might be, looks for me has a low points value. Sure, I might want to pin you and screw your brains out but that is not out of love, though it is out of frustration, anger, lust and wanting to get my jollies off.” He tells her.

“You forgot stress.” She throws at him.

“What do you mean by that?” He asks.

“You, for the person you , in the job you are trying to do, are very stressed out and sex for you, if it not done out of love, let’s say, it is done to reduce your stress.” She explains.

“I’m pretty sure you would want me to reduce your stress.” He puts out to her.

“It depends on what you would do to reduce my stress.” She says, adding, “What you did earlier today was a great start.”

“What I did earlier today was to teach you a lesson.” He tells her.

Knowing her groin was against the hardening bulge of his groin, she looks down on him, switching over to her little girl voice, “I think I need to be taught that lesson again. I easily forget things.” She slowly rubs her crotch against his while smiling at him. “You going to teach me again?”

“Ichigo...” He calls to her sternly.

She lowers herself onto him, resting the side of her head on his chest. She lets out a sigh, squeezing his arm to feel his hard muscles under his skin. She says softly in her little girl voice, “You’re such a big strong man, and I am just a little girl...”

“You have not said anything about what I said about love and why it is so.” He tells her.

She answers still in her little girl voice, “If I do not love you, then I have a crush on you. And a crush is a form of love, is it not?”

“You having a crush on me let you to drop your panties and have me #$@! you’re your brains out?” He asks.

“Well... maybe.” She answers. She pauses for a moment before adding, “Hmmm... Well yes. Yes I would, for you, mister.”

Fernando lets out a sigh. “And how does this show that you love me? What if I no longer do what it is that I do that makes you have a crush on me?”

“As long as I am with you to protect me, I will always love you.” She explains.

“Then I dare throw in what about sex?” He asks.

“Anytime you want to do it, whatever you want to do, I’m game for it. I might not be fully grown up like an adult woman but I am more than capable of giving of myself to you. I just need you to take it easy with me.” She explains.

“I was thinking in terms of how does sex fit into love?” He restates his question.

“Oh. Well... If you love somebody than you should give them what you can of yourself, that includes sex.” She tries to explain.

“Again, you can have sex without love, love without sex and sex with love or love with sex. So how does sex fit into what you got and how you feel towards me?” He asks.

“Well... however you feel about me, I would give sex if you want it and how you want it because of how I feel about you. I’m not going to deny you or stop you from having me when you are the one saving me. Short, I rather have to pin me down and do as you want with me than to have an angry mob find me and have their way with me as they would kill me and disrespect my dead body. You would not harm me in that way. That is why I would... have sex with you, whether you love me or not because I love you.” She explains.

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