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After Chaos (Read 186517 times)
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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2890 - Oct 30th, 2022, 6:33pm
 
[Late Evening Hours – 7:30ish PM, Mitsuminejinja Shinto Temple Shrine – Japan]
 
“Weren’t we supposed to go see Renosuke?” Hondo asks.
 
“You know, I forgot about it.” The lone figure relies before he asks “You want to go now or tomorrow?”
 
“Something tells me we should go now.” Hondo says.
 
“Then meet me by the motorcycles and arm up with a pair of suppressed rifles and a couple boxes of rounds. I’ll be there soon after I check out the map of the area.” The lone figure tells him.
 
Hondo nods and then leaves to the underground lot where the motorcycles and other vehicles were. Fernando looks over the area of Renosuke town through an observation orb generated by the cane. A couple miles (few kilometers) away was a group hanging out by the reservoir next to a large tank truck with hoses going from it and into the body of water. He records the location on his cane and head to the lot to meet with Hondo.
 
As he walks to Hondo, Hondo asks as he hands him one of the suppressed rifles, “You know where to go?”
 
“Yeah.” The lone figure says as he reaches into his motorcycle and pulls out a couple of flares. Putting the flares and a box of round in his pocket, and sling the rifle over his shoulder before he starts heading out on foot.
 
“We are not taking the motorcycles?” Hondo asks.
 
“We will walk in, do what we have to and come back. We won’t need the motorcycles.” The lone figure says.
 
Hondo nods and before following him. They walk out of the temple area, walking for about a mile before the lone figure teleports them along the mountain side north of the Furusato Mountain Village where Renosuke lives. Lying down in a prone position, they look down onto the reservoir, seeing the tanker truck with about four individuals huddle about the rear, a fifth individual was in the driver’s seat of the truck with the door open. The lone figure points them out with help from the scope on the rifle.
 
“I’ll take out the driver, you take out the one furthest of the group. Then we pick and choose those running in panic. Then we go down and take out the truck with the flares.” The lone figure says.  
 
Hondo nods before lifting the rifle to his shoulder and looks through the scope. The lone figure does the same. The lone figure begins to count down from three.
 
“Three, two, one... fire.”
 
Both the driver and the one furthest from the group are hit and fall from their spots. As the remaining three look at their comrades fall, another twp go down with shots to the head, followed by a double shot to the one remaining. They both scope out the area for a couple of minutes to see if anyone else is hiding but the area shows no signs of life. The lone figure teleports them to the edge of the forest by the reservoir. They both look around, seeing that they are by themselves. They then inspect the truck. The group they just killed is dumping chemical waste into the reservoir. They both look at the chemicals being dumped and the foul odor it is emitting.
 
“What you suppose is that?” Hondo asks.
 
“Could be anything, but one thing I know, chemical waste can only be gotten rid of with a high temperature fire.” The long fire says as he pulls out the flares from his pocket.
 
“What about the forest? And the town, won’t they burn?” Hondo asks
 
“I’ll put up a shield around the town and the forest around them to keep them safe. Besides, the Spirits will put out the fire before it gets too big.” The lone figure says.
 
Hondo nods before the lone figure lights a flare and tosses it into the reservoir where the hoses are at. The chemical waste lights up in flames, following the current further down to the river. They walk to the tanker and the lone figure lights another flare and puts it between the frame and the tank on top of it. They walk away into the forest before they teleport their sniper area and look down below. The lone figure concentrates on his cane and encases the area in a force field before the tanker truck blows up, containing the explosion from spreading the flames out into the forest. He then concentrates on Renosuke’s town and the forest around, surrounding it in a force field while the river burns with an intense flame. Hondo takes his cane and tries to keep the flames from spreading into the forest from the burning river with a channel force field. They stay there for about 30 minutes before various Spirit Ships arrive to the area to survey the scene. Both Hondo and the lone figure take down their force fields and watch as the Spirit Ships started to fight the fire before it spreads. After a few minutes, they teleport out of the area to a couple miles from the Mitsuminejinja Shinto Temple Shrine.
 
The two of them get onto the main mountain road and head back to the Temple without incident, putting away their firearms in their motorcycles. Soon they were back in their rooms as if nothing had happened.
 
In the morning on the Japanese nation news there was mention of several individuals killed when the tanker truck they were dumping chemical waste into a reservoir from blew up. There is an investigation happening as to where this tanker truck came from, who the individuals were and what chemicals were dumped into the reservoir.
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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2891 - Oct 31st, 2022, 4:56pm
 
Once Fernando left the vegetable shop, Hondo purchased four 25lb bags of beans (Navy, Black bean, pintos, and kidneys), a 25lb bag of dried split peas, three 10lb bags of beans (Black eyed peas, Butter beans, and garbanzos), 40lbs of salt, 2 25lb bags of dried mixed vegetables for soups, two 50lb bags of rye, and four 50lb bags of corn. Since not all of it would fit in the cart, He, Madison, and Marvin made a trip to the jeep while Patricia stayed in front of the shop with the cart. Hondo, feeling much better from what ever Fernando gave him, managed to carry all 4 bags of corn. The first two he hefted up himself onto one shoulder and he managed to get the third on the other shoulder, but Marvin had to help him get the fourth up. Marvin grabbed the four 25lb bags of beans, and the two bags of rye, with Madison’s help, and Madison grabbed the salt and the split peas, leaving the rest in the cart.  
 
 
They made the trip to the jeeps as quickly as they could, storing everything on the luggage rack for now, before returning. On their return, they old shop keeper met them and talked them into buying a couple jars of pickles as well. As they left again, they met up with Fernando and his group once more, as they were passing by.  
 
 
“Where you headin’, Jefe?” Hondo asks.
 
 
“I’m going to pack up this fragile stuff before getting some more. I do not want it to break and we end up with mush for pasta.” Fernando tells him.
 
 
Hondo inspects the pile and nods approvingly. Fernando looks at Hondo’s pile and nods approvingly as well before they look at each other.
 
 
Hondo points to the merchant across the street, “You know what he has?”
 
 
“He a butcher of sorts. All fresh cuts of meats. Great stuff from the looks of it, but we do not have capability to put that stuff into storage. We need smoked meats for the long haul.” Fernando explains.
 
 
“Damn, be nice to have a T-bone and mashed potatoes and gravy.” Hondo says.
 
 
“Yeah I know. Maybe one day we will but today is not that day.” Fernando says.
 
 
“I’ll check’em out and see what we can get. We’ll see you later.” Hondo replies.
 
 
“We’ll see you later then.” Fernando replies before telling the girls, “Let’s go.”

 
Hondo nodded slightly at him and watched as they walked off. Once they were out of sight he turned back to look at the others before heading on.
 
 
“What next?” Patricia asked.
 
 
“Would like sugar, butter, spices, yeast, and some more meat.” Hondo replied.
 
 
“I see butter and sugar over there.” Madison said, pointing off to their right.
 
 
“Think there was a spice vender by the meat market… might have yeast there.” Marvin added.
 
 
Hondo nodded, “Alright, Marvin an’ I will get the meat, yeast, an’ spices. You two get the butter and sugar.”
 
 
Patricia frowned, “Are you sure that’s a good Idea? ... to split up I mean.”
 
 
“We just did a moment ago.” Hondo replied looking a bit confused at the question.
 
 
“Yeah, but we had issues and Fernando had issues, then the crazy guy in the robes tried to attack you and all that weirdness happened… Just think maybe we should stay together.” She replied.
 
 
Hondo sighed, “*sight* … I know things are dangerous an’ we’ve all been through a lot, but I’d not purposely put y’all in harms way unless I had to an’ I let you know what was goin’ on first. I know it’s dangerous out there an’ things got a bit dicey earlier, but ..” He looked around at the crowd in the bazaar and they seemed to be watching his group out of the corner of their eyes but keeping their distance, “I think Jefe has the crowd rightly intimidated for the moment an’ Marvin an’ I can easily see ya from where we’re gonna be. Just yell an’ we’ll come runnin’, alright?”
 
 
She looked down for a moment then nodded. She felt embarrassed as she felt she came across as a scared little girl when she had been through worse before, and done so alone. It was different with them… with him. He made her feel safe, somehow and feel other things she either just was not sure of or was in denial about. She just knew she felt safe with him and the thought of the feeling of safety one must feel when in his arms crossed her mind. Since they had freed themselves from Jason, she would have admitted that wanting sex again had not really crossed her mind. It had rarely been pleasurable for her, but at times it helped bring in enough money to keep them from being thrown out. She didn’t want to live like that, though, so ever since they had left Jason she had not even thought about wanting any sort of relationship. Now, she was not sure. She was not sure she wanted sex either, but she somehow knew she would give it to him if that was what was required to feel that safety further, and she even thought she might enjoy it, really enjoy it for the first time, but that was not what drove her.  
 
 
Still, she wanted to tread lightly. Though Fernando was hard, she noticed that many women felt safe with him and he allowed them access to him at times, as was evident from the many females coming and going from his camper, but Hondo seemed different. Before Valentine had turned on him, the only females he seemed to be with was the two he called daughters and his niece. If he was doing them, it was not evident, but she did not believe he was. She was not sure she would care either way, as he took care of them and they owed him more than that, she felt. She noticed that Molly had rarely left his side since he and Valentine split company, but though there were others that seemed to fancy him, he kept his distance. Rumor was he was sleeping with Molly, though no one seemed to blame him. She had spoken to Ruth about both Hondo and Fernando, more so out of curiosity than desire at the time, and found that Ruth and her sisters, though probably the most propper of the women in camp, had yearning themselves for Fernando and Hondo, but they had both politely refused their advances, encouraging them to heal from their losses and find someone to make a life with. That and other conversations lead her to believe that the rough cowboy looking man who protected them was not one for open multiple relationships, but one to pour himself into a single relationship, until spurned at least. She did not want to anger him or steal him for another, but she wanted to have something with him.  
 
 
She honestly did not know what to do. She had not even thought of wanting a man. Talking to the other girls would be no help either, that she knew. Lisa was odd and just stuck with her dogs, saying before that she wanted no other relationship. She claimed she was not doing anything with them anymore, but Patricia felt it was at least partly a lie. Nancy liked talking about boys and Patricia was pretty sure her and a couple of the others were fooling around occasionally, though she said not with Madison as he had eyes only for Patricia. She found that absurd though, as she thought of Madison more as a brother, a sometimes annoying but trusted brother. Even had she wanted a relationship she just could not see one with Madison. Alice hardly said anything, but her cries in the night and fear of most men made her wonder about all she had been through. She had done what she had to, when they were with Jason, but she always seemed terrified and though she spoke little enough as is, after they had gone out and she had been hired for a night or two, Alice would come back and not speak to a soul for days. So, there was no one to talk to in their group to get any good advice. No, there was no one she could go to but the one she was wanting, and she knew she would have to figure out how to on her own.
 
 
Hondo turned away, leaving them with the cart as he walked over to the nearest butcher stall. He had no clue that he had stirred the older teen nor had he tried to. The core of him that was man, along with his normal virility, might would enjoy multiple partners, especially if they half way got along, but a part of him that made him who he was could not rectify that with what he felt and believed. Even being with Molly made him feel guilt at times, as he had no plans to be with any other woman but Valentine, until she turned on him that is. Had he known how many of the woman had imaginings of being with him and what thoughts they had, he might have been wary of even sleeping at night! He was not used to being desired as women in his time were only seemed to be interested in liberal men with soft hand, man-buns, who wore short and sandals everywhere, drove hybrid cars, and had large bank accounts. He was not one to put himself out there either, finding solace in the company of very few usually. This situation had pushed him farther than he had gone before, but if he knew how some wanted to push him, he would be very sure he was not ready for something like that.  
 
 
It had been hard enough to give Valentine the trust he did when they first met to let her see who he really was. He was not sure Molly truly knew him yet, but the trust he had given her was partly out of necessity, partly from guilt, and partly because she had earned it through risking herself for him and others. As hard as it had been to give to Molly he had no clue what else lay in store for him that would be harder and test the limits of his boundaries in the future.  
 
 
He tried hard to be a good man and a protector, but the animistic nature at the core of man he trusted least of all. Yeah, he could bed several of them easily, but at what cost? Would he lose his honor or worst himself if he let himself go that far? He had not contemplated it too deeply yet as though Valentine turned her back on him, he told himself Molly would be the only other one. If only he knew, yet again maybe it was best for now he did not.
 
 
Their shopping went along without further problems. The meat market had some bacons, hams, and even some cured roasts that he grabbed to add to their stock pile. Some large steaks caught Hondo’s eye and when he inquired about them, the large porterhouse sized steaks turned out to be mutant beast filets! Marvin even commented how if he handled meat better he would even teat one, but the thought of stomach cramps and diarrhea made him wary of trying.  Though Fernando seemed to think now was not the time, Hondo grabbed up a stack of steaks, paying from his own money. Seeing they sold potatoes too, he also grabbed 50lbs of dried potatoes, 25 lbs of regular potatoes, and finally 25lbs of sausage for sausage gravy the following morning.
 
 
Once done there Patricia and Madison met up with them bringing a canvas bag with ten 2lb butter rolls and 50lbs of sugar. Marvin and Patricia rearranged the cart as best they could to hold items while Hondo looked over the spices, and Marvin shouldered the rest.
 
 
In addition to what they had Hondo bough 5 lbs of black pepper, 5 lbs of crushed red peppered, 5lbs fresh garlic, 5lbs dried, 25 lbs fresh onions, 10lbs dried onions, and several other 2lb bags of spices like dill, cinnamon, thyme, basil, oregano, rosemary, cloves, etc. They did have yeast, so 1lb of of yeast, divided up into four 1/4lb jars, was also acquired.
 
 
Once done, Hondo, Marvin, and Madison all had their arms full and Patricia pulled the cart, they headed back to meet up with Fernando. It was evident that everyone but the driver would have full laps for the teleport back.  
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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 #2892 - Nov 3rd, 2022, 4:42pm
 
Back at Hondo’s camper Ruth was making some bread and working on food preparation for later in that day. The windows were all open as the oven was running there, baking off half the first batch of bread with the other half in the oven at her and her sister’s camper. Her sisters stayed at their camper, working on some other preparations, partially to watch the oven and partially as Valentine’s mood swings between moping, self-loathing, and growly was more than they wanted to deal with. Ruth knew Valentine was hurting, though she could not help but be tired of her moods and slightly angered at her still putting Hondo through this, but she was getting better at just ignoring her.
 
 
Ruth secretly wished she had seen this coming sooner and made a move to help comfort him before he had fallen into the arms of that wessen woman. She had always treated wessen’s as equals, but still felt they were inferior in some ways. She was not sure she believed it, but the feeling was still there. Not that she had anything against Molly, but she felt Hondo deserved better, deserved a real woman. Unfortunately, upon further reflection she felt even she fell short of that mark. Had they not been on the move but lived on a farm or ranch she knew she could be a good wife for him. She could take care of some of the smaller animals, keep the house, feed him, give him children, and make sweet love to him. She had a passionate side she rarely showed to anyone, but to him she was sure she could show it openly and fully to, when behind closed doors at least. Yes, she knew she could be a good house wife, but what he needed was far more than what she had to offer. He needed a fighter, a companion, a strong, wild woman who was able to take care of him as a woman should and watch his back in a fight. She was no fighter. She could handle a rifle and had gone hunting with her father and uncles a couple times after much begging.  Joanna was the wild woman of them, but she had too much emotional baggage to be strong enough for him and was a bit too much of a free spirit. She did not see them getting along well in the long run. As much as Valentine turning her back on him and him going to the arms of a wessen woman bothered her, she wondered if it was for the best, as Molly was more of a fighter.  
 
 
As she kneaded the dough for another batch of bread a voice pulled her from her thoughts.
 
 
“Anything else I can help with?” A teen girl asked sort of timidly.  
 
 
She looked up and smiled at the former bunny girl and nodded to some other vegetables that sat on the counter.
 
 
“You can chop those up if you would like, April. Will need those for the stew tonight as well.” Ruth replied.
 
 
April gave her a weak smile and grabbed some of the vegetable and headed back to the dinette.
 
 
“How are you coming on the fruit, Kiah?” Ruth asked after a moment.
 
 
A long sigh came from where she sat, cutting her pile of fruit as a slow, unenthusiastic pace.
 
 
“*…SIGH…* I’ll be done soon.” She said glumly.
 
 
“Something wrong?” Ruth asked.
 
 
“… Naw… just bored… How long is Fernando, Mae, June, and the others going to be gone??” Kiah asked in a frustrated tone.
 
 
“Fernando said they would not be back until late afternoon or early evening.” Ruth replied.
 
 
Kiah and April had gotten board and lonely without their compatriots. April bugged her to do something with her and given the choice between going to hand out with Ruth and Valentine or going to find someone to screw in exchange for some liquor, April chose the former, though Kiah did not seem enthralled about the choice.  
 
 
April happily helped out, glad to have a purpose and be free from the life of a bunny girl and the fear of the killer that was killing off those like her. Though she longed to be held again, it was not by just anyone. She wanted a real man, a strong man, a man who cared about her and how she felt. She was not sure who she wanted, though both Hondo or Fernando seemed like good picks. She would easily take either, if they treated her right, but most of the girls were like that, though they were split on who was their favorite. Mae had definitely chosen Fernando and Kiah had definitely chosen Hondo, but her and June were sort of unsure still in that respect. June was in awe of both of them to the point of almost fear at times while she just unsure. Maybe she would find out soon, but for now she was content to help out as she could and just hoped they would soon move on and away from this town and the angry bikers that camped close by. Something about this whole place had everyone on edge. She was not sure where they were going but pictured a place with mountains, meadows, trees, blowing grass, and streams. A place with abundant wild animals grazing peacefully in front of study-built cabins. A place where the men worked hard and the women cared for them. She could see herself wearing a light cotton dress with nothing underneath while serving a man that took care of her. She knew nothing was that simple or nice but her mind wandered as she worked and it made the work go faster and seem more pleasant.  
 
 
Kiah seemed unhappy with the decision but she wanted it too. She did not want to frolic or get trashed with strangers, though it was better than sitting in their camper and staring at the ceiling and touching herself, but being at Hondo’s camper made her feel closer to him somehow. Being here with the moody Valentine also had the added bonus of helping her not feel so horny. The though of him sharing some drinks with her then him, smelling of bourbon, tobacco, and leather, taking her under a tree in a grassy field while she was half drunk, had been a daydream on her mind. She knew she had to either find a way to stop thinking about it or go into town and find someone to take her while she imagined it was him. Coming here was the better option, though she tried not to let April know she felt that way, as the sniffling, unkept, alcohol swilling woman on the couch helped squash any sexy daydreams.
 
 
Kiah sighed again and looked out the window sort of wistfully, as if she was expecting someone to come into view at any time to save her from her boredom.  
 
 
“Quiet a storm last night.” Ruth said trying to make conversation.
 
 
“It sounded scary but looks like it only damaged part of the town.” April replied.
 
 
“It was loud! I barely slept because of it…. Did it keep you up too, Val?” Ruth asked.
 
 
“Hmm?” Val grunted questioningly as she had not been paying attention to them, only to the noise in her own head.
 
 
“The storm?... Did it keep you awake??” Ruth asked again.
 
 
“She was probably to drunk to notice.” Kiah interjected haughtily.
 
 
“Kiah! You’ll get us thrown out!” April said, staring at her wide eyed.
 
 
Val scowled at Kiah at first then sighed and looked at the floor.
 
 
“No one is going to throw you out and … yeah, I was a bit drunk last night… sorta didn’t know anythin’ happened until this mornin’.” Val said softly.
 
 
Ruth sighed, “You really need to stop doing this to yourself… Did you at least eat today?”
 
 
She shrugged, “Had a couple bites of eggs, I guess.”
 
 
“You need to eat more than that!” Ruth scolded.
 
 
“I ate eggs, a sandwich, and oatmeal and I’m less than half your size.” Kiah goaded.
 
 
“For as tiny as you girls are, you do surprise me as to how much food you can put away!” Ruth said with a chuckle.
 
 
Kiah shrugged, “Making up for a lot of years of barely eating enough to survive, I guess. If I start to get a belly I’ll have to stop though. I doubt Hondo likes fat girls.”
 
 
"Kiah!” April said scolding under her breath.
 
 
Kiah scowled, “HMPH! Just because Mae isn’t here doesn’t mean you can scold me! If you haven’t noticed these folks are too nice to throw us all out for something I said, and I’m just saying the truth.”
 
 
“But you don’t need to be so mean with it!” April said quietly.
 
 
“I wasn’t being mean!” Kiah retorted, “I was just saying I don’t want to get fat as I don’t think Hondo would like it!”
 
 
Val sighed and took another drink from the bottle she held.
 
 
“Maybe you shouldn’t talk about that right now.” Ruth said trying to steer the conversation away from Hondo for Val’s sake as well as her own.
 
 
“It’s alright.” Val said softly. “I know I lost him…. I deserve whatever I get for what I’ve done to him and he deserves better. .. If she wants to try for him, who am I to stop her?”
 
 
“So, you’re really alright with him #$@!ing me?” Kiah asked almost too excitedly.
 
 
“Kiah, don’t, please.” April begged.
 
 
Val turned away from them to hide her tears, “Its alright, April… He’s not mine to say who he can or can’t sleep with anymore… I guess.”
 
 
Ruth frowned, “Are you seriously giving up on him? Don’t you still love him??”
 
 
Val shook her head, “I .. I don’t know anymore…. I know he won’t talk to me until I’ve apologized to Fernando and even still … I hate him.. I wish I didn’t but I do!”
 
 
“You really hate him?” April asked softly.
 
 
Val closed her eyes and nodded.
 
 
“Yes, but.. not as much as I hate myself.” She whispered.
 
 
“Uugh! I’m tired of you whining!” Kiah stated almost angrily.
 
 
“Kiah!” Ruth and April both exclaimed at the same time.
 
 
It’s not that they both did not feel that way too, but they feared the drama that might follow.
 
 
“What?! You two aren’t?? I mean, #$@!! April, Mae, Me, June, we’ve been through hell! My mother died when I was little, my father was a drunk and abused me. I’ve been #$@!ed in every hole by clients, beaten, drugged up, starved, and was sure I was going to die many times! The story is about the same with the other three, and do you see us moping or giving up?!? Could I use a drink right now, you bet your ass! But when I do get drunk next it will be when having a good time! And when I see something I want I’m going after it! HE was your man but I want him and I’m going after him! You had a bad three days and tossed your man out, pushed away friends and are not destroying yourself! I’ve had a bad seventeen years and I’m not going to waste what I have left in self-pity!! You want him still, fight me for him! You don’t? Find someone else to drill your holes! Leave the convoy and find a purpose if you have to! Join the army!! Just don’t sit there and wallow! If any of us girls were as strong as you we’d have been out of fight town long ago! We aren’t, though nad had to be rescued. Now, it’s up to us where we go from here, understand? Yeah, we need help and maybe some of us aren’t right in the head, me especially, but I’m going to have a good time and make something of what I got left! Do I know what I want to do now? Other than that big, strapping man with a cowboy hat, I have no damn clue, but I’m not wasting the time looking at what was, that’s for damn sure!!” Kiah spit out almost angrily.
 
 
“I think you’d better go to your camper and cool off!” Ruth almost growled, being more protective of Val than she even realized she could be.
 
 
“No, it.. its fine! I.. I deserve it!” Val said quickly.
 
 
“No, I think I need to go for a bit.” Kiah said in almost a growl.
 
 
“You want me to go with you?” April asked quickly.
 
 
“No! You stay here! … I need some alone time to touch myself while I think about what I’m going to do with the man she threw away!” Kiah said tauntingly before half storming out and slamming the door behind here.
 
 
April sighed and looked at the floor, “S.sorry about Kiah. .. She’s a good person, honestly but … she doesn’t have a filter on her mouth and speaks what she thinks.”
 
 
Val stood up and patted the teens shoulder, “It’s alright… I maybe should be angry, but I’m not. … She’s right about me… I have to stop feeling sorry for myself, but I don’t know how.”
 
 
“Maybe apologizing to Fernando will help. Might take some of the guilt off your shoulders to try to med fences with him … but you’ll have to mean it and not get angry or run away crying if he gets mean.” Ruth said.
 
 
Val nodded, “You’re right… I .. I’ll try tonight. I have to make things right with him before I leave.”
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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 #2893 - Nov 4th, 2022, 11:01pm
 
It was another ten or so minutes before Hondo and his little rag-tag crew arrive carrying large sacks in their arms and a small mountain piled high on the pull cart. How the cart did not break from the sheer weight it was carrying is beyond belief.
 
Hondo and his crew walk up to the SUV, opening its trailer and rear door to begin piling in the heavy things. What could not fit in the small trailer or the back of the SUV were placed on the floor of the SUV for them to go in and place the items on their laps. Fernando looks the items being pack, not commenting about the meats and spices, but noticed the lack of eggs.
 
“Didn’t get any eggs?” Fernando asks as be hands Hondo a Bungee Octopus to secure the pull cart to the roof of the trailer or SUV.
 
“We could not get them. We had too much to carry.” Hondo explains.
 
“It’s OK. You get the girls into the Jeep and have Marvin drive it slowly to the parking lot while I and Minerva get a few mutant eggs and a few dozen regular eggs from some merchant named Sheldon.” Fernando tells Hondo and the others. He then looks at Mae and June, telling them, “Please follow what Hondo tells you do to, I’ll meet you at the parking lot with the eggs.” He then takes the handle of the pull cart and tells Minerva to follow him.
 
Hondo gets the vehicles in order while Fernando walks away Minerva to get the eggs from the merchants near the parking lot. As Fernando and Minerva disappear in the distance, Hondo gets into the driver’s seat of the SUV with Marvin getting into the Medi-Jeep. Hondo goes into reverse to do a K-Turn to turn around. Marvin followed with a U-turn and followed Hondo onto the main road and to the parking lot.
 
Fernando was selecting a several giant mutant chicken eggs, and four trays of 36 eggs. They were gingerly placed on the pull cart before Fernando pays for them and took the handle of the pull cart to head to the parking lot.
 
It only takes them a couple minutes to get to the parking lot, Minerva having been quiet for much of the time. Once they get to the parking lot, Hondo and Marvin were outside of their vehicles waiting for him and Minerva to return. Hondo looks at the pile of eggs Fernando bought.
 
“Nice haul, though you could have bought more.” Hondo points out.
 
“I do not want to buy too much and they end up broken from the transport.” Fernando replies.
 
Hondo nods, saying, “That should last us a few weeks.”
 
“I thought so too.” Fernando says. He then throws in, “Help me put away these away. I figure, 2 trays under the driver’s seat, two trays under the passenger seat and these giant eggs where we can fit them.”
 
“I think I can take three of the giant eggs in the trailer.” Hondo points out.
 
Fernando nods before he says to Minerva, “Sit on the front seat, and I’ll put these two trays under your seat.”
 
Minerva nods before going to the Medi-Jeep.
 
Hondo asks, “Taking her with you?”
 
“Not exactly. We’re going to the main camp to put away the food, and then you can go back to the hanger. I’ll deal with the rest at the convoy camp.” Fernando explains.
 
“OK then.” Hondo says before taking one of the giant eggs. Marvin takes another and follows Hondo to the trailer. Fernando takes two trays of the regular eggs and puts them under Minerva’s seat. He takes the other two trays and puts them under the driver’s seat. Fernando then takes one of giant mutant eggs and puts into the rear of the Medi-Jeep. He was able to fit two while Hondo and Marvin managed to fit the remaining four. He then secures the pull cart to the roof of the pull cart.
 
The three of them go into their vehicles, turning on their engines before Fernando could take his cane, twisting the crystal before pressing against it. They end up not too far from Hondo’s hanger before Fernando puts the Medi-Jeep into gear and heads to the convoy camp. Hondo follows him.
 
On the ride over, Fernando tells Minerva “You need to stay inside the Medi-Jeep while we put away the food. I do not want to Wessen Hating to see you and try to do something to hurt you.”
 
“Can I sneak into your camper by that thing you use?” Minerva asks.
 
“We will see what happens. But first we will take out the food to store away first before I do any such things.” Fernando explains to her.
 
“Can we go to your camper too?” Mae asks.
 
“Let’s see what happens first when we put away the food and if Ruth and Val need you guys to help out. If not, then you two can come.” Fernando tells them.
 
Both Mae and June seem to be elated with the news and they hope for the best.
 
It takes Fernando and Hondo a couple minutes longer to get to the convoy camp as Fernando did not want to hit something that would break the eggs. Eventually he and Hondo pull into the convoy camp and Fernando parks his Medi-Jeep perpendicular to the gap between his camper and Joanna’s truck. He opens the door and helps Mae and June out.
 
“Go see Ms Ruth is she needs your help and tell her we got some food to put away for the long haul.” Fernando tells them. They both nod at him before running to the back of Hondo’s camper.
 
Hondo looks at the girls running behind his camper before shaking his head.
 
Fernando tells Hondo, “I’ll be right back. I need to talk to Jeanette and Moro about using her refrigerated trailer to store the eggs in.”
 
“I’ll be backing the Bronco’s trailer with the larger stuff.” Hondo replies.
 
Fernando gives a nod and a wave before heading to the Elder Jeanette’s VW Camper. He knocks on the side bay door and it opens with the two Jeanettes there.
 
“What do you want?” The younger Jeanette scowls at him.
 
“We got food to store away and we need to see Moro about using her refrigerated trailer for the perishable stuff we got.” Fernando explains.
 
Moro steps up the doorway of the Elder Jeanette’s camper. She asks, “What kind of perishables do you have?”
 
“We got some eggs, cheese, vegetables and smoked meats, though the smoked meats do not need refrigeration, they would last longer if they were.” Fernando explains.
 
“What else you got?” The younger Jeanette asks.
 
“We got some grains and spices as well. It is for us when we go across No Man’s Land, as there will be no breaks or shops during the 1500 mile trek. Better to stock up now, than to be worry later.”
 
“What about water? You will need 55 gallons for each person in the convoy for the trip across No Man’s Land.” The Elder Jeanette points out.
 
“We will figure that out later. Right now it is food and supplies.” Fernando tells her.
 
The younger Jeanette looks at her elder self, “Did we make it across No Man’s Land? You said that we would make it to Charlton.”
 
“I’ll tell you later.” The Elder Jeanette tells her.
 
Moro steps out of the VW Camper Bus, telling Fernando, “Come with me.”
 
Fernando follows her to the back of her trailer. She reaches to the side of the door frame and inserts a key in there, and the door opens downward into a ramp. She steps inside, flipping a switch to turn the inside lights on.
 
Moro tells him, “Here you are. Let me know when you are done.”
 
“Thanks for the use of your trailer. We will make it fast.” He tells her.
 
Moro just nods as she walks back to the Elder Jeanette’s Bus camper. Fernando closes the door without locking it before heading back to Hondo and the vehicles with the food supplies.
 
Hondo had taken the pull carts off the roof of the vehicles and started to pack the one he was using. Fernando takes the pull cart and stacks the trays of eggs first on it before putting the giant mutant chicken eggs next to it. Once the eggs are in place of the pull cart, Fernando heads to Moro’s trailer, pulling down the ramp door and heading inside He selects the lower shelf for the eggs so they do not fall too hard to the ground if they roll off the shelf though the net in front of the shelf should prevent any egg or other product from rolling onto the floor. Marvin comes in with a pull cart of smoked meats and vegetables. Fernando takes the bags of vegetables and places them by the eggs so they can support each other. The meats were hung by the shelf railing above the eggs and vegetables. They go back out to bring in more with Fernando closing the ramp door.
 
They walked basically side by side from each other.
 
Fernando turns to face Marvin, “Marvin, thank you. You do a lot for us here.”
 
Marvin lets out a sigh.
 
“Something wrong?” Fernando asks.
 
“No, sir. It is just frustrating being a Wessen and all...” Marvin lets out.
 
“First of all, get rid of the ‘Sir’. I am not your boss or master, and I am not a Knight from days of old. Second, we are all equal here. That is why Hondo and I request, not demand for things to be done by you and the others. Only time any one of us would demand is if your life is in danger and we need certain things to be done. Like now, where we need to hide the Wessens from the Wessen Hating Biker Gang. But if you have an issue with somebody making demands on you, let me know and I will get on their case. No one here is to make a demand onto another. But there might be an officer from the army who will be demanding, and if that is the case, do as they demand but before you do, notify me or Hondo about the office and their demand. We are not part of the army, they are following us, we are not following them. They should not be making demands on us, only requests just like we request help from them.” Fernando explains.
 
“It’s more than that...” Marvin tries to say but doesn’t for the moment. But then he eventually says, “People do not like us unless they can use us. We’re not people, we are tools, slaves, to some even play things like toys.”
 
“I wish you were there when I turned that female nurse Wessen at the hospital back to the person she was even though it was brief as keeping her as a human would have killed her from the shock, proving Wessens are humans. But then again, people have always been like that, even to other humans because of skin color, hair type, eye color, what church one goes to, what gods they pray to or even what food they eat. In short, people – human people – can be very stupid, and stupid towards each other. You being a Wessen is more than enough of a difference for people to pick on you. The thing is this though – as much as people do not like differences, it is differences that make the world work – you got the butcher, the baker, the mechanic, the farmer, the restaurant keeper, and so on. If it were not for those differences, if everybody all did the same thing, humanity would have died out a long time ago. I do not care what others may think of you, what is important is what we, the group you are in, think about you. You are large, strong and very intelligent, that is more than I can say for those idiots out there. As for using you, you have the right to leave the group any time you want if you think we are using you.” Fernando explains.
 
“I’d rather stay here with you and Mister Hondo. It is safer to be with you both than to be out there alone.” Marvin says.
 
“Just one thing, Marvin.” Fernando begins.
 
“What is it?” Marvin asks.
 
“You are a Free Wessen travelling with us. I just hold the papers to say we own you and the other Wessens in case some stupid asshole wants to take you away from us, like the Lawmen that used to rule this place. Once we get to where we are going, you will get personal papers saying that you are a Free Wessen, and if we find it, the cure to make you and the other Wessens human again. Until then you are safe with us.” Fernando tells him.
 
Marvin looks down at the ground though saying, “Thank you.”
 
“No, thank you. A lot of the things we have here would not have been without your help, Marvin. You are a valued member of the group.” Fernando tells him.
 
Marvin turns to face him and gives a half smile of sorts.
 
They step up to their respective vehicles and start piling up on their pulls carts on the foods that need refrigeration. Madison and Patricia step up to Fernando as he pulls out items into his Medi-Jeep.
 
“You have anything that Hondo can put into his storage trailer?” Madison asks.
 
“Well, yes...” Fernando answers, before pointing out, “Those are 5-pound bags of beans and peas, they can be stored with Hondo if he don’t mind storing them. There are other things as well, but put away the beans first then I’ll figure out where the rest can go when I return.” Fernando tells them before saying “Thanks.”
 
They both nod at him before Madison reaches inside and pulls out two bags of beans to Patricia and another two for himself before carrying them to Hondo at the back of his trailer. Fernando begins his walk back to Moro’s refrigerated truck with Marvin just a few seconds behind. In no time they have packed up the food that needs to be refrigerated inside Moro’s trailer. They step outside of the trailer, Fernando lifts the door ramp up into its closed position before they to the Elder Jeanette’s Camper Bus. He knocks on the door and it is opened immediately.
 
“Yeah?” The younger Jeanette says to Fernando.
 
“If you know where Moro is, tell her ‘Thank you. I am done with packing the trailer with the food and she should lock it when she can.’” Fernando tells her.
 
Moro steps up to the door, making herself known, “You’re welcomed. Just fine me when you need to add or take from what food you put in from the trailer.”
 
“I will.” Fernando tells her. He then turns to Marvin, “Let’s go.”
 
Marvin follows Fernando back to their vehicles, the Medi-Jeep has been emptied out and closed up and Hondo’s SUV and trailer are mostly empty. Fernando goes to his Dub Box Camper to put away his pull carts. He shakes Marvin’s hand and tells him thanks for helping him.
 
Marvin goes to check on Hondo. Fernando walks to his Medi-Jeep, opening the passenger door. He looks at Minerva, “Follow behind me and make it fast.”
 
Minerva looks at him and nods before stepping out and stands next to him. He closes the door to the Medi-Jeep and heads to his camper, opening the side sliding door. He points in for Minerva to go in before he does. Ichigo was already in the bed, diving into the blankets when she sees somebody other than Fernando walking in. Minerva sits on the edge of the bed as Fernando steps into the camper and closes the door behind him.
 
Fernando looks at his watch, seeing that it is not even 12o’clock yet. He then starts to take off his outer layers and folding them, placing them on the sink counter of his camper until he is just in his briefs. Minerva sits there in awe wondering what to do next as he climbs onto the bed. Fernando climbs onto his spot, lifting the blankets over him, finding Ichigo hiding there just her panties and in one of his t-shirt.
 
“Hiding, again?” He asks Ichigo.
 
“I didn’t know it was you seeing somebody else coming in.” She says to him.
 
“Very few people can go in and out of my camper freely without my permission – and that would be you, me, Macie, Minerva and her friends for now. Maybe the Bunny Girls but I doubt that as they would need my permission to come in here. And Meeshie can come in and out any time she pleases even though she is a cat.” He tells her. He then turns to Minerva, “If you want to join us, then strip down to your underwear and get under the blanket.”
 
It does not take Minerva much to convince her into action. She takes off her outer layers until she was just in her bra and panties before climbing onto the bed and into the blankets to join them. She lies on her side against him. He puts his arm around her and whispers into her ear. She looks at him and he nods at her. She then slowly climbs onto him, straddling him, facing him. She puts her hands on his shoulders with her forearms on his chest while he has his hands on her waist.
 
“Minerva, can I ask you a question?” He asks.
 
“You can ask anything.” She replies.
 
“You have been quiet lately. Why?” He asks.
 
“First Hondo got on my case to calm down, I’ll admit I have been a bit overwhelmed and excited, but I don’t think I was needed to be told to calm down. Second, you. You told me to calm down. You shown me that no matter how bad things get, you will set things right.”
 
“First, you cannot lead if everyone sees you in a state of panic. That is why you calm down and Hondo is right to tell you to calm down. Second, things are not right and things will never be right with the world the way it is. You and the other Wessens should be human, slavery should have never been. Spirits should never have taken over the world. The Happen and the Chaos should not have ever happened. I can only do but so much. And there will be times when I will walk away when I should have fixed something. I am not going to lose myself over this shit hole of a world but I will save those I deem worthy of saving. Do not make me leave you and your family and friend behind. Do not complain if I leave others behind. Do not complain if you disagree with me. I am going to do what I think is right for all, not for me, not for you, not for Ichigo, not for the Bunny girls, not for Hondo, not for Hector, not for anyone else. This world and the Spirits trying to own it can burn as far as I care if people continue to be this stupid.” He tells her.
 
“I would anything for if you can save this world.” Minerva tells him before resting her head against his chest.
 
“I cannot save the world if the world does not want to be saved. So nothing you can do can make me do something that cannot be done.” He tells her.
 
“Even if she gave you the best blow job you ever had?” Ichigo throws at him.
 
“Oh you shut up!” Fernando tells her.
 
“Let me remind you that you need to take care of the Wessen children and the Wessen Hating biker in the medical tent.” Ichigo tells him.
 
“The Wessen children are taken cared for, but not the biker.” Fernando tells her. He then lightly smacks Minerva’s ass. She sits up to look at him. He tells her “You need to get off me, I have to get dressed to deal with a matter of importance.” He then turns to Ichigo, “You need to get dressed, and when I return, there better be lunch on the counter for the three of us. A sandwich and a soup if they have it, and Minerva is to have a no meat meal.” He finally turns to Minerva, “You are to stay here until I return.”
 
Minerva nods before she gets off him. Fernando sits up on the edge of the bed and quickly gets dressed before he leaves his camper through the side door. He walks to the Medical Tent. He continues walking to the patient ward where the biker gang member was being taken cared off. He sees the biker on his bed and walks to him. He takes the biker’s repaired clothes from the night table next to the bed. He then takes his cane and nudges the biker with it.
 
“Get up. I know you are awake.” Fernando tells him.
 
The biker pretends to be dead asleep on the bed.
 
“Get up or else.” Fernando growls at him.
 
The biker flips on his side, drawing the blanket over his head while giving Fernando the finger.
 
Fernando spins the crystal on his cane before pressing on it onto the cane. The bed slowly lifts up from the floor about three feet into the air and then suddenly drops to the floor while the blanket gets torn off his body. The biker sits up on the bed, pulling on healing muscles that need a little more rest but Fernando did care, putting the end of the cane under the biker’s chin. His clothes drop onto his lap.
 
“Now you can walk out of here with your clothes on or you can be dragged out of here buck naked. The choice is yours. You got ten second to get dressed.” Fernando growls at him.
 
“Like who are you to make me?” The biker mocks him.
 
Fernando takes back his cane, flicks the crystal with his thumb and presses it. The biker rises up some six feet into the air with a plasma discharge of several thousand volts painfully arching about his body while his clothes put themselves on him. The biker then floats away from the bed and is dropped onto the concrete floor. The biker gets up onto his hands and knees before Fernando kicks him on his ass back down onto the ground.
 
“Don’t get up until I tell you too.” Fernando tells him. The biker just lies there not saying a word or making a move. Fernando continues, “Now, understand I am the doctor that saved your life, and I have been getting nothing but disrespect because of it. You better not disrespect me ever or I will put an end to that disrespect with the end of your life. Now, we are going to walk to where your friends are camped out at and hand you over to your big bro. Give me a hard time, I will drop your dead body by your big brother’s feet. Do I make myself clear?”
 
The biker tries to look back and nod.  
 
Fernando takes a couple of steps back. “Now get up.”
 
The biker nervously gets up.
 
Fernando orders him, “Walk straight ahead, turn left, the straight outside. Do not dare think of running, you will be dead before you hit the ground.”
 
The biker slowly turns around and sees Fernando with his gun in his left hand. He then nods and begins to walk out of the medical tent. As he steps out he thinks of running but is stopped by the view of army guards walking about the place.
 
Fernando steps up behind him, nudging the crystal of his cane against the biker’s back. “Keep walking.”
 
The biker looks back at him for a second before continuing onward. They walk to the gate. Fernando points to the gate. The biker looks at the guards, but continues walking through the gate when Fernando nudges him. The biker looks back at Fernando.
 
Fernando tells him “Straight to the blimp but do not go in it. That is a Slave Blimp. Go in and you will be tied up in chains and be sold as a slave.”
 
The biker nods before he turns around and begins to walk. They continue onward to the blimp where they stop. The biker stops and turns to face Fernando.
 
“Where to now?” The biker asks.
 
“It is a long walk to the Biker Camp.” Fernando tells him as he turns to crystal on his cane, he then says, “I am going to save us that long walk.”
 
“Eh?” The biker replies before Fernando taps his cane on the ground. In a flash of light they are standing in front of the Biker Camp with everyone in the camp looking at them.
 
The Elder and his Left and Right Hand Men approach them at the Camp’s entry. The Elder looks at the biker standing by Fernando. He steps up to him, looks him up and down, giving him a hard slap to the side of his shoulder.
 
“How you feelin’, Bro? Did they treat you right?” The Elder asks.
 
“I’m... OK. They treated me right.” The biker tells him as he looks at Fernando.
 
“You’re free to join your friends.” Fernando tells the biker, then he looks at the Elder. “We got a problem.”
 
“What kind of problem?” The Elder asks before telling Fernando, “We ain’t paying for shit.”
 
“Let me ask, were there any bikers out there riding in the storm?” Fernando asks.
 
“Why you ask?” The Elder asks.
 
“Three Bikers with your colors fell out of the sky during the storm in the middle of Wessen Town. Two of the three are being taken cared of to the best of their care. The third died. I checked them, the two that are alive are healing and need a couple days to heal. The third, much of his body is broken, even his head, when brains showing under his scalp. No way would he survive that. Their motorcycles – their rides as you call them – wrecked beyond repair. Bent frames, broken forks, cracked engine cases. It looks like one hit the floor first and the other two landed on him.” Fernando explains as he twists the crystal on his cane.
 
The Elder looks at him with a scowl, “Tonight we will roll up on them!”
 
Fernando reaches and grabs onto his shoulder before tapping the cane on the floor and pressing the crystal, “No You Won’t!”
 
They both disappear in a flash of light.
 
 
[Lot behind Wessen Hospital, Wessen Town]
 
The Elder looks at him before Fernando take him by the arm like a police officer, “Don’t say a #$@!ing word! Just come, look, listen and then ask questions. These people are trying to help your people even though you want to destroy them. Give them the respect to live in peace. Or you and I can dance with fists and knives.” He leads the Elder around the lot to a tarp covered mound. He then reaches over pulling off the tarp revealing the three wrecked motorcycles covered in blood. “Look at them!” Fernando yells at her.
 
The Elder looks at the wrecked motorcycles. He reaches out to grab a handle bar and it separates from the rest of the motorcycle. He then drops it before turning to Fernando “Where are they?”
 
“Follow me. And do not let the fact that this is a Wessen place bother you. Hold in your peace is all I ask.” Fernando tells him.
 
The Elder nods.
 
Fernando then asks, “Want to see the dead or the living?”
 
“Let’s see who it is that is dead.” The Elder says.
 
“Then follow me.” Fernando tells him.
 
They walk into the hospital and to the morgue. The Elder sees medical staff and patients, all Wessens in one form or another, working and helping each other as they can like a human hospital with human staff. They walk by a guarded station where Fernando nods to the guard and the guard nods back. They continue walking, then taking a flight of stairs to the basement. They go down a hall until they reach the morgue. They walk inside where a couple of medical workers were. Fernando looks at them and nod. They take them to a cabinet where the body was, and open it. They then take the covering off the body. The Elder looks at it, grabbing the fore arm and feeling the bones broken under it.
 
The Elder shakes his head, saying “Poor old Sach... May he ride with all of them across the sky.”
 
“Sach?” Fernando asks.
 
“Sach, short for his real name, Sachmoe-Louis Armstrong.” The Elder says.
 
“Sachmoe Armstrong was a famous musician many years before the Happening.” Fernando explains.
 
“That is history few know.” The Elder says.
 
Fernando nods at him before saying, “Let’s check the boys, they are on the third floor.”
 
The Elder nods. Fernando turns to the medical workers in the morgue, “Keep the body on ice. We will pick him up in a couple days.”
 
The medical workers nod at him before wrapping body and putting it into the refrigerated bin as they walk out the room. They continue down the hall to the staircase and eight flights of stairs, two per floor. They continue down the hall to patient ward where the two bikers were and to their room. Fernando nods to every nurse and medical worker they passed. Walking into the room the Elder can see one of the two sleeping but the other being fed by a Bear Wessen Nurse as he could not feed himself with two broken arms and broken legs.
 
Fernando asks loud enough to be heard, “How is the other one?”
 
The Bear Wessen Nurse turns to face him and sees the Elder Biker Leader with him, she then answers him, “He woke up this afternoon. He seems to be on the mend.”
 
“You people do excellent work.” Fernando tells her.
 
“Hey boss! What brings you here?!!” The one being fed finally says.
 
“You and your riding buddies. Tell me, what happened?” The Elder  
 
“Ha! We were scouting to find some Wessens when the storm came and that is all I remember. When I woke up, I was here and Wessens were taking care of me and Jake. You know where Sach is?”
 
“Sach did not make it. I just seen your busted up rides and his body before seeing you and Jake.” The Elder tells him.
 
“Oh...” The one being fed replies.
 
“How long before they can come out?” The Elder asks.
 
Fernando replies, “In a day or two. Like I told you about your little bro. If you believe in the redeemer then pray for these two to heal and walk out of here. We are all children from the same god.”
 
The Elder turns to the bikers in their bed as the Bear Wessen Nurse feeds the one who is awake. “I’ll see you in a couple of days.”
 
“See ya boss!” The one being feed says to the Elder.
 
The Elder turns to Fernando, “Get me out of here.”
 
“Then follow me.” Fernando tells him before stepping out of the room and down the hall towards the stairs.
 
Once on the staircase, they walk down a couple flights until the Elder reaches over and grabs Fernando by his shoulder. Fernando turns to face him.
 
“What do you want.” Fernando growls at him.
 
“I want my people out of this filthy nest.” The Elder Leader tells him.
 
“Let me tell you this much, so listen good. The medical tent your little bro came out of is the filthy mess, this place, though it is small and run by Wessens is the best medical facility anywhere within 400 miles from here. You think Flight Town has Medical Facility? Hell no. This is just a weigh station and rest stop for blimps and trucker to stop, refuel and keep going to their destination. There is no hospital in Flight Town. Your men are being taken cared off by the best doctors and nurses even though they are Wessens. You cannot get that within 400 miles from here. Nowhere.  They will be safe and be taken cared of until they can walk out of here, and most of all – for free at no cost to you or to them.  So I advise you to get it through that ugly head of yours that there are many Wessens out there that would help you, and those that causes problems are a few but they make it look it is all Wessens that are causing the problem. It is you who are not looking into the problem for what it is. These Wessens in this hospital seek no war with you, they want no quarrel with you and most of all are willing to help you in your time of need like they are helping out your men in theirs. If it were not for them, all three of your people would be dead.  And then what? You would start a war with them because your men decided to ride into a storm and got taken up into the winds because of it? You would be in the wrong. And there are over 20,000 Wessens in this little town, 20 times more than you have men. Attack this town at your own risk. And yes they are aware of you and are ready in case you attack them. So it is better to be at peace with these people who would do you no harm and would rather help you in your time of need than to be at war with them. But it is they who have put the $1Million in gold reward for their former leader who had caused them so much trouble, dishonor and disrespect, and they want him alive. That is who you have your war with – him, who goes by the name of Hector De La Cruz – a Fox Wessen and his followers who have cause problems for Wessens and Humans for a very long time. He is the one that helps the slavers and purgers to destroy families and properties, and take them into Lab Towns where the Spirits turn them into Wessens to put on to the slave markets. He is the one you are to hunt down, beat up and drag his bloody tail back to here for the reward. Understand that difference. Then you will understand the job that I am doing.”
 
As Fernando is telling the Elder leader of this, a couple Wessens come into the stairs, the Cougar Wessen and Fox Wessen from before. The Fox Wessen opens his mouth with words Fernando did not want to hear.
 
“Hey! It’s the Time Walker! What are you doing here?!” The Fox Wessen lets out.
 
“Can it with the Time Walker crap. It’s Medic G.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Yo, but you defeated the Lich! And chased Hector out of town! And solved the Time Walker’s Puzzle!” The Fox lets out, throwing in, “Who else would you be?!!”
 
“Leave it be. I’m pissed off that you people let Hector steal the Time Walker’s treasure, on top of everything else.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Hector stole the Time Walker’s treasure before some of us, including I, were born.” The Fox Wessen says. “If anything, you can fault the elders for that and much of them are dead.”
 
“Then leave it be. I’m Medic G. Do not be calling me the Time Walker, and I won’t demand for the missing treasure.” Fernando tells him.
 
“We will leave it be, Medic G. Let us know if you need anything.” The Cougar Wessen says.  Fernando nods at him before the Cougar Wessen smacks the chest of the Fox Wessen with the back of his hand, “Let’s go. We got work to do.”
 
The two Wessens walk around Fernando and the Biker, going to the next floor. The Elder looks at Fernando.
 
“You are the Time Walker? The one that defeated the Lich?” The Elder asks.
 
“What does it matter to you? I’m just a rescue medic. A road doctor going from town to town, helping those in need with those willing to work with me. Your men needed my help, I provided that help. I am not asking for money or other form of payment. Just respect the people I work with, even if they are Wessens.”  Fernando explains.
 
“You cost many a lot of money. You cost me and my people a lot of money!” The Elder tells him.
 
“Before one of us throws the other down the stairs, let me tell you this... I did not rig the fight, and wherever Ichigo Morino may be, alive or dead, did not rig the fight either. I was put up to fight a fight to the death to find a missing friend, and kill for that friend I would and on that fight I did. But the one who rigged the fight was somebody who goes by the name of ‘The Grey Lady.’ She is the one that made so many to bet against me so she could collect the money they lost. I got nothing out of it, in fact if you seen or heard of the fight, you know I lost two friends that day. And by sheer luck I was able to find my missing friend after the fight and bring her back. So if you want to find the person who rigged the test, look for the Grey Lady. She was last seen in Fight Town.” Fernando tells her.
 
“What a load of shit that is!” The Elder tells him.
 
“If you wanted to bet on the winner, you should have done your research and search the newspapers some 15 years ago, when the Time Walker and the Lich first fought and back then the Time Walker won that fight as well, just like he won this fight, days ago.” Fernando tells him. After a brief pause he tells him, “And I am not the Time Walker. I am somebody willing to kill for my friends. Do not make me cross that line. The price you will have to pay if you do will have you on the run for the rest of your life – like Hector is right now. You understand where I am coming from?”
 
Though the Elder had a scowl on his face, he slowly nods.
 
“Now, let’s go.  I have to show you where they crashed before we go back to your camp.” Fernando tells him.
 
[To Be Continued]
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Reply #2894 - Nov 9th, 2022, 8:16pm
 
In couple of minutes Fernando and the Elder Biker leader walk out of the Wessen Hospital and out onto the middle of center of the town with City/Town Hall to the right (North) of them and to the middle of the wide road and a small crater on the ground, about 3ft/1m across and just a few inches deep, shaped like a lopsided bowl showing the direction they crashed onto ground. All the Elder can do is look at it and then follow it up and behind him, looking skywards.
 
He then looks at Fernando, “You better hope my men come home unscarred.”
 
“You’re lucky you got men alive from them riding a storm a mile up into the clouds and sky. You do not fall out of the skies and live to tell the tale. No one survives that except for fallen angels, and fallen angels continue falling until they reach the depths of hell. So you are lucky any of your men survived riding on the storm. And where they are, they are getting the best medical care they can get anywhere 500 miles from here, and it is free – no cost to them or to you.” Fernando tells him.
 
The Elder just scowls at him.
 
Fernando tells him, “You ready to get out of here?”
 
Before the Elder can answer the Cougar Wessen and the Fox Wessen step out of the hospital and walk to them. They stop in front of them.
 
“Showing him where they crashed?” The Cougar Wessen asks.
 
“Last thing before we go home.” Fernando tells him.
 
“Many were around to witness them fall from above.” The Cougar Wessen explains as he points to the direction from which they fell from, which was where the Elder Leader was looking at. The Cougar Wessen then asks, “What do you want with the wrecked motorcycles?”
 
“You got a mechanic that can fix motorcycles?” Fernando asks.
 
“No way can they be fixed in the condition they are in.” The Cougar Wessen says.
 
“Granted. But how much for your mechanic to find three motorcycles just like those three and move over what parts that are broken to make the new bikes like the old ones?” Fernando asks.
 
“Don’t know. We would have to find three bikes like them...” The Cougar Wessen says.
 
Fernando reaches into his pocket and pulls out a sack of gold coins, handing it to the Cougar Wessen, telling him, “Then make it so. They should be leaving in two days, so the three bikes should be ready by then.”
 
“Three? One of them is dead, he will not be needing his bike.” The Cougar Wessens says.
 
“Highway Bike Gangs tend to get their dead members buried with their rides. So to bury the dead man, his bike needs to be ready for him to be buried with.” Fernando tells him.
 
The Cougar Wessen nods before he says before he walks away “We’ll see what we can get done.”
 
The Fox Wessen follows the Cougar Wessen out of the area.
 
The Elder turns to face Fernando, “Why in the hell you paid them money?”
 
“You want your men to walk or to ride back to camp? You seen their rides – smashed beyond repair. Without a bike they can’t ride, and a Biker without a bike is a nobody. I am just doing them a favor so they can return to you when they walk out of here. And for Sach, a little something for his last ride.” Fernando tells him.  
 
“You wasting good money on trash like them.” The Elder tells him.
 
“If these people here were trash, when we would be out here looking for the bodies of your three men, no working on getting two of them back and giving the third his last respects. And like I told you, many Wessens were humans forced to go through spirit magic to turn them into Wessens and sell them as slaves. These Wessens are free people like you and I, and this is their town, providing your people free medical service, and I am gifting them replacement rides so they can ride as before. I trust these people to give the best service money can buy, which to get better, you need to travel 700 plus miles to Central Town to the North because I been there and I can trust those people with the best service money can buy over there and this place is just as good as them. So the choice is yours.” Fernando tells him.
 
“We take what we need. And we do not care who gets hurts.” The Elder tells him.
 
“Then have it your way.” Fernando spins the crystal on his cane. He presses the crystal on the cane and the Elder disappears, reappearing at the entrance of his camp, sliding onto the floor as he was sliding for home base. Fernando spins the crystal a bit more before pressing it and disappearing from Wessen Town and reappearing at the convoy camp.
 
Fernando walks to his camper and lets himself in through the side door. Ichigo and Minerva dive and cover themselves with the blankets as Fernando steps inside, closing the sliding the door behind him. He turns to look at them as he starts to takes off his outer layers. He then looks at the sink where their meal should be but nothing was there.
 
“There is no lunch being served?” He asks in a stern voice.
 
“Well, not exactly.” Ichigo says.
 
“What do you mean, ‘Not Exactly’?” Fernando replies.
 
“Well... I went like you said.” Ichigo begins to say.
 
“And?” Fernando interjects.
 
“Well... There was hardly any lunches made, just enough for themselves while everyone else went to the Army Galley to eat.” Ichigo says.
 
“What do you mean, ‘just enough for themselves’?” Fernando says as he steps to the bed.
 
“Well, when I went there, the bunny girls were there and they were sitting down preparing food but it was not for lunch, and what lunch they made was for themselves.” Ichigo says.
 
“Fernando?” Minerva calls to him.
 
“Yes, Minerva?” Fernando tries to hold back his annoyed tone.
 
“Can I have your tiny radio and call Hondo?” Minerva asks.
 
“Why would you need to call Hondo?” Fernando asks.
 
“Well, because, we usually have leftovers of breakfast sandwiches that the kids eat during the day, and I can ask Miniya if there are any leftovers and have Hondo bring them over here for us.” Minerva explains.
 
Fernando nods before going into his jacket and taking out his little Yaesu VX-2 radio from jacket’s pocket. He then goes onto his bed and sets himself into position of half sitting on his pillow and the wall. Minerva sits up next to him. She reaches over to his hand with the radio to get it. He raises his index finger to her before raising his hand with the radio and turns it on. He draws it closer to his lips before pressing the Talk Button.
 
“Righteous Cowboy, this is The Medic. You out there Righteous Cowboy?” Fernando says and waits for a response. After a few seconds, he repeats himself, “Righteous Cowboy, this is The Medic. You out there Righteous Cowboy?”
 
Hondo answers, “I’m here, Medic. Everything OK?”
 
“Are you at the hanger and can you get to the other Hamster Twin?” Fernando asks.
 
“It would take me a while to find her. Is there a problem?” Hondo says and asks.
 
“It is a very minor problem but one that needs to be addressed.” Fernando explains.
 
“What kind of problem?” Hondo asks.
 
“For some reason Ruth and Val did not make lunch and everyone here had Army Chow. Since the Galley is now closed, the three of us did not get lunch. Miniya would know if there are breakfast leftovers and I would request that if there is something, I just need 2 meat sandwiches and 1 veggie sandwich. And anything else that goes with it. I would prefer if you drove her over with the food.” Fernando explains.
 
“OK, I’ll go see her and ask. If there is anythin’ left over I’ll brin’ it over.” Hondo replies.
 
Minerva takes the radio out of Fernando’s hand and presses the Talk Button on it. ”Hondo, bring Miniya over too, I need to speak to her!” She says as quickly as possible before Fernando takes the tiny radio from her.
 
“Medic?” Hondo replies.
 
“I got the radio now, and I’ll have a talk with my hamster about use of the radio.” Fernando says.
 
“So, you need me to bring the other hamster?” Hondo asks.
 
Fernando looks at Minerva before answering, “Yes. But have her put on her EMT jacket, hat and pants to she can be less noticeable to our outdoor friends. If she needs to be told as to why, you can call me back.”
 
“OK, will do.” Hondo replies.
 
“And Righteous...” Fernando calls to him.
 
“Yes Medic?” Hondo replies.
 
“No rush. If you can do it within the hour, it would be appreciated.” Fernando replies.
 
“No rush? Aren’t you hungry?” Hondo asks.
 
“Yes we are, but I’m also tired as well, dealing with our friends and showing their boss the ones at the Furry Clinic and dealing with his crappy attitude.” Fernando answers.
 
“So our guest at the army clinic is gone?” Hondo asks.
 
“Yes, I took him home myself.” Fernando answers.
 
“Oh. OK. I did not know.” Hondo replies.
 
“It was done you went back to the hanger after packing up the supplies over here. So you would not know until we meet again.” Fernando explains. He then throws in “If I am not napping, I’ll see you when you get here.”
 
“I’ll see you later then.” Hondo replies.
 
Fernando lowers the volume on the radio but does not shut it off, putting it on sink counter before returning to his place on the bed. He then turns to Minerva.
 
“First, you do not take any radio out of my hand.” Fernando sternly tells her, “Second, you do not call Hondo by his name over the air on any channel. His radio name is Righteous Cowboy. It is not Hondo. Third, you ever do One or Two again, next time we meet I am going to put you over my lap and spank that tail of yours.”
 
Minerva looks at him worried about what she did. She wants to apologize but her feelings of his reaction towards her keeps her silent.
 
Fernando takes the blanket and throws it over him though he is still in a half sitting position. Minerva sits up next to him, lifting up the blanket to be with him with no barrier between them. He is displeased with her actions of taking the radio but sooner or later he has to let it go. In doing so he has to think of other things that needs his attention. Minerva leans towards him, trying to figure out if he is still angry with her.
 
After a couple of minutes, Minerva apologizes. “Fernando?” She calls to him. He turns slightly to see her, she throws in, “I’m sorry.”
 
He puts an arm around her and pulls her towards him and tells her “You’re forgiven.”
 
Minerva nods before putting her face against his shoulder. He nudges her slightly to get her attention, making her to look up at his direction.
 
“Get on like you were before I had to leave.” He tells her.
 
“Aren’t you angry with me?” She asks.
 
“I can be angry at you but I cannot be angry at you forever. You said you were sorry and I said that I forgive you. That is where I have to stop being angry at you.” He tells her.
 
“But...” She tries to interject.
 
“But nothing. We will have our good times and we will have our bad times. I am not going to take it out on you for something that is now done with and over. It is not a Master/Slave thing, it is not a Husband/Wife thing, it is not a Man and Girlfriend thing, it is a human thing. And you are as human as anyone else. Take it from the redeemer – forgive and forget. So I am not angry with you anymore.” He tells hers. After a couple of seconds, he nudges her again, “Get on like before.”
 
Minerva looks up at him.
 
Ichigo lets herself known, “If you won’t get on him, I’ll get on him.”
 
He turns to Ichigo, “You need to be ready for when Hondo and Miniya arrives with our food, that you are not greeting them in just your underwear.”
 
Ichigo gives him a sour look, “That is not fair.”
 
“You have been having me for the past couple days. Now it is her turn.” He tells her, throwing in “Now get something on before they get here. Hondo can and does open the door without knocking.”
 
“And what about you and her?” Ichigo asks.
 
“What I do with Minerva or anyone else is between us, even if others catch us doing things. Including Hondo.” He tells her, adding, “But as for you, you want Hondo to see you wearing silk bras and panties?”
 
Ichigo remains there miffed at the situation for a second before putting on a polo shirt and skirt stored on her shelf on the camper wall. As she is getting dressed, Fernando pulls Minerva to get on him, straddling him with their groins against each other and they are facing each other. She puts her forearms on his shoulders and chest to maintain her balance on him, adjusting her placement on him until she is comfortable on him before resting the side of her head onto his chest.
 
As Ichigo gets dressed, Minerva with her head against his chest begins to softly cry. It takes a few seconds for Fernando to shake her to get her attention.
 
“What’s wrong?” He finally asks.
 
It takes her a while to get her words together, “How can you be so nice to me?” With a couple of sniffles in between, “Hector and others would have... beaten me...”
 
“First off, I’m not Hector or anyone else. Second, any man – Wessen or Human – who lays their hands on a female out of spite or anger just to prove that he is a man and is above her is no man at all. Now I said I would spank you for doing something wrong to me, that is punishment and nothing more. Anything else is abuse, and any man who abuses a female or even a child, is no man at all.” Fernando explains to her.
 
She keeps crying for a couple more minutes before quieting down. Ichigo bounces off the bed and puts on her shoes.
 
“I’ll step outside for moment and ask Ms. Ruth about something to drink to go with our meal.” Ichigo says before going to the sliding door. She opens it, steps outside and closes it behind her before heading to Hondo’s camper to find Ruth.
 
Fernando nudges Minerva to get her attention, eventually she looks up at him.
 
“For the time being, it is just us two alone in here.” He tells her.
 
She looks up at him, unsure how to answer.
 
He tells her, “I’m not demanding anything. Not off you or anyone else. But if you got something to say, best to say it now.”
 
“Would you really want me to be your girlfriend, wife, slave, whatever it is to be with you? Would you really want me to service you? Me, being a Wessen, while you being a human?” She asks.
 
“You need to cut it out. If I did not want you to be anything to me, you would not be here on me in just your bra and panties.” He begins to tell her. “I’m not asking for much and I’m not demanding for anything. If I were, you would be sucking my cock or I would be on top of you and plowing that pussy you got in between your legs. But we are not doing any of that and if anything we are trying to comfort each other because of the rotten days we have been through lately. And whatever happens between us is mostly on you as I am not going to force or trick you into doing something you do not want to do.”
 
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Reply #2895 - Nov 11th, 2022, 3:22pm
 
Hondo finished loading stuff into the trailer that was pulled behind the camper, with Marvin and the teens help. The food would not last too long but it would help. He still had a few supply items he originally had before being brought to this madhouse of a world, plus Fernando’s buying food from the restaurant and the army helping with items had stretched supplies. Crossing the dessert would put a hurt on their supplies though, and he was not sure the army was going with them any further, so they would not be able to help anymore.
 
 
The army was spread thing now, between trying to maintain peace in Center Town, find some kind of order in Fight Town and gain a foothold in Flight Town, while re-establishing trade routes, flight paths, and rail lines again. Unless they grew quickly, maintaining what they had would prove hard as it was. They had a few new recruits out, but they had lost more than they had gained between fighting Os Animas and the chaos in Fight Town. Even with new recruits, training took time, though it was much different from before the happening as most soldiers were trained in the field, working with groups of more experienced soldiers and being assigned to a competent experienced soldier of higher rank in the area that they were to specialize. Though much different than what was done with boot camps before the happening, it seemed effective and seemed to build better comradery between more seasoned veterans and new recruits. Still, it was not a fast process and the ranks could not be bolstered enough for them to move much further without risking everything. Whether they would try of not was yet to be seen. Still, the fact remained that they would have to do without their help sooner or later.
 
 
Everything being stored away, Patricia and Madison bid them farewell and went to join the others once more. After they left Hondo stood and looked around for a moment. Everything seemed quiet enough for the moment, but he knew things could change at the drop of a hat.  
 
 
Figuring Mae and June’s return let Ruth and Val know that supplies had been brought back, he decided against stopping in at the camper, though he and Val did need to talk about how they were going to proceed with moving and such before they left this place, but he really did not feel like doing that right now. He turned to look at the camper momentarily, swearing someone was staring at him through the window, but if they were, they pulled back as he turned their way. He shook his head after a moment and turned to Marvin who was standing by.
 
 
“Ya ready to head back?” He asked
 
 
Marvin nodded, “Yeah. I could use a nap.”
 
 
Hondo nodded, “So could I, but I don’t think I’ll get one in… You need to sleep to get ready for tonight, though.”
 
 
Marvin nodded, “It would help, though I can probably manage without if you need me to help still.”
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “No, we’ll manage… Let’s get back.”
 
 
They climbed back into the SUV and took off back to the hanger. On the trip back Hondo noticed that Marvin was really quiet but seemed perplexed.
 
 
“You alright?” He asked
 
 
Marvin shrugged, “I don’t know…. Can I ask you something, Master Hondo?”
 
 
Hondo nodded, “Of course.”
 
 
Marvin sighed, “I know you talk about real freedom and it being dangerous and both you and Master Fernando said we are free wessen, but … what does it all mean?”
 
 
“I’m not sure what you’re lookin’ for really, answer wise.” Hondo replied.
 
 
“I don’t know either… I know you said true freedom is dangerous and not an easy life, but I’m used to things being hard and dangerous… Truth is, I don’t feel free and not sure I ever can. How can any wessen feel truly free when they are looked down on as something to use?” Marvin asked.
 
 
“… Can’t say I know exactly how you feel as I’m not a wessen, but I’ve been looked down on an’ used before so I understand a little. The thing is, sounds like you are basin’ your freedom on how other perceive you. Ya can’t do that. If you are livin’ your life the best you can as a man an as morally as you can, then to hell with what others think of you or any wessen! Freedom has little to do with how other perceive you, but a lot to do with how you perceive yourself, your goals, an’ life in general.” He replied
 
 
“But… what if you have no plans, goals, or dreams? I mean, we all fantasize about what if we were not slaves or were set free with a lot of money, but the truth is those thoughts cannot live in reality most of the time. Plus, I only know slavery. Since I was little, that’s all I have known. Master Fernando said some wessens were human but I know some are not as I was there when they were born and their parents were wessen. Sometimes they were half wessen as they got impregnated by their masters, but they are still wessen. I don’t know if I ever was human or have always been wessen. I’m not sure it matters much, but still, what kind of future can I have like this?” Marvin asked.
 
 
“You can have a future of your own makin’, a good future. You can have a family, have a business or a farm. You can get better educated if you want and pick up a new trade. I’m not sayin’ it will be easy, but not everyone out there is like these asshats here! I’ve heard tell of communities where wessen an’ humans live together, unlike here where they stay in their own corners. Not sayin’ there won’t be assholes there too, but they are everywhere. You just have to live your life an’ forget those who are too blind to accept you as ya are.” He replied.
 
 
Marvin nodded, “I guess I understand. Just half expected some sort of feeling or something that told me I was free.”
 
 
Hondo chuckled, “You’ll experience a feelin’ someday when you get your own land, buy a house, or start a business or somethin’ like that, but don’t expect it to be some euphoric feelin’ that keeps ya on cloud nine or expect to hear an angelic choir. You’ll just feel this satisfaction that you are on your own path an’ its yours to take. Not sayin’ you’ll never feel like a slave again after, as life can do that to a man sometimes. I’m sayin’ that you’ll realize that your life is your own, an’ you alone have the responsibility to fight for it an’ no responsibility to live your life how others think you should, especially for their own gain.”
 
 
Marvin nodded again, “I guess there is no simple answers then.”
 
 
“Are there ever?” Hondo queried  
 
 
Marvin shook his head, “I guess not… but, I have one other question.”
 
 
“Alright.” Hondo replied.
 
 
“… What do you think of Molly?” He asked almost hesitantly.
 
 
Hondo furrowed his brow a bit, unsure of what was being asked and glanced at the large ram wessen beside him briefly before turning back to the road.
 
 
“I’m not sure what you’re askin’.” Hondo replied.
 
 
Marvin sighed, “I .. I mean, what is she to you? Does she mean anything or …?”
 
 
Marvin paused unsure of the right word as he did not want to offend him, but it was something that weighed on him.
 
 
Hondo sighed, “That’s not an easy answer either.”
 
 
Marvin nodded, “I know and… I know Miss Val and you are having issues, but … “
 
 
Hondo waved him off and nodded, “I think I see where you are goin’ with that. Val an’ I have split up. We were never formally married, honestly. We were engaged an’ after a rough patch that almost got us both killed we realized that time could be short an’ decided to make vows to each other as husband an’ wife… I took them very seriously, but after what she went through… well, it was bad enough to make her lose herself somehow.”
 
 
Marvin nodded, “Maggie told me what happened… hope you don’t mind.”
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “I don’t mind you knowin’. Rather not have everyone know, but those of you that went through that with us, deserve to know.”
 
 
Marvin nodded again, “Thanks… I guess I can see how someone could lose themselves after going through something like that.”
 
 
“Yeah… Well, she claimed she hates me so there’s not much I can do there. I guess with Molly losin’ James an’ me losin’ Val, though she still alive just not the woman I know, Molly an’ I sorta gravitated to each other.” He replied.
 
 
“All that makes sense, but what do you think about her?” Marvin asked.
 
 
Hondo sighed, “Well, She’s a strong, carin’ woman who has been through a lot but still keeps givin’. She brings a smile to my face whenever I see her an’ a lot of peace to my mind when she’s near. Her voice sooths me when I’m distressed or angry, and I’ve rarely known anyone who has given so much of themselves an’ their trust to me. I care ‘bout her a lot. I still love Val, in someways. I hope the woman I knew is still there an’ though I’ve said some hard, angry things to her I’d do almost anythin’ to get her well again, but … I’m startin’ to think I cannot go back to her as I’m in love with someone else now, who deserves my loyalty an’ care more than almost anyone else.”
 
 
Marvin relaxed a bit and cocked his head at him, “So, you could see yourself having a family with her, like her being your wife?”
 
 
Hondo frowned a bit, “I’m not sure I’m ready to make that commitment yet, just because I have unresolved feelin’s an’ I feel it’s too soon. Molly deserves better, honestly, but yeah, I’d take her as my wife if she wanted that… Always thought that Val an’ I would be together forever but seems like its not to be. Other than Val, there is no woman I’d rather spend the rest of my life with than Molly.”
 
 
Marvin’s smile grew and he sat back into the seat, seeming much more contented, “I like to hear that.”
 
 
Hondo quirked an eyebrow at him, “I guess I don’t understand what you were after then.”
 
 
“Molly, you never called her a wessen. You called her a woman and seem like you genuinely love her for who she is and see past what she is. I understand you hurting over Miss Val still and not wanting to jump into something too serious yet and I understand you and Molly needing each other. I just wanted to know how you saw her and it doesn’t seem like you see her as some toy to use why you’re hurting.” Marvin replied
 
 
“That’s because she isn’t. I keep tellin’ ya that just because you are wessen doesn’t mean you are to be used. You are people, no better or worse than the rest of us. Just different.” Hondo replied.
 
 
“Both you and Master Fernando have said that, but words are one thing. You both treat us good and with respect, but that doesn’t mean we are not seen as lesser beings still. The way you talk about Molly though, and how you look at her and talk to her… it says you mean what you are saying, though. I just had only seen how you acted around her and wanted to hear what you thought of her and I like what I heard… It really gives me hope.” Marvin replied
 
 
Hondo nodded and grinned slightly, “Hope is good. There’s not much else without it.”
 
 
They finished their ride in relative silence, though it was not much longer of a drive.  
 
 
As they pulled up one of the soldiers stepped out, rifle in hand to see who it was. Seeing it was Hondo they shouted into the other one who opened the hanger door enough for them to pull the SUV and trailer inside. Once they were in the door shut behind them, and they climbed out of the rig as the soldiers walked over to them.
 
 
“Any trouble while we were gone?” Hondo asked.
 
 
“No trouble, sir! All was quiet.” The senior soldier answered.
 
 
“Hondo?” A voice called out from the steel balcony above them.
 
 
He looked up to see Molly standing there, looking happy but a bit surprised.
 
 
She hurried down the stairs and trotted up to him, resisting the urge to wrap her arms around him and kiss him, though she dearly wanted to.
 
 
“I thought you were going to be back later!” She said.
 
 
“We got supplies, but have to go back for the campers. Just had too much with us and they weren’t gonna be done for a few hours yet.” He replied.
 
 
“Think I’m going to go try to take a nap somewhere.” Marvin said.
 
 
“Karl, Teri, Lala, and Lili cleaned up that basement area and setup some tables down there that were in storage so they and some of the older kids could play cards, so your room is empty except for Maggie. She went to lay down about an hour ago.” Molly said.
 
 
“Good. Then I’m going to go join her to get some sleep.” Marvin said.
 
 
Hondo grinned, “Sleep, eh?”
 
 
Marvin blushed a bit, “Honestly, we will be sleeping.”
 
 
“You need somethin’ to eat first? We didn’t really have lunch.” Hondo replied
 
 
“That sandwich we had at the bazaar will hold me over until this evening.” Marvin replied
 
 
“Alright then, get some rest.” Hondo replied.
 
 
Marvin nodded and waved at them as he headed off to the other master bedroom to curl up with Maggie and get some sleep. Maggie was a bit timid and nervous at times, and had a lot of crazy in her from all she had gone through, but she was still sweet and they sort of clicked. He was not sure how they would do for the long haul, him being more herbivore and her being more carnivore, but they were free wessens, and as so, free to figure it out for themselves. He liked that. As he entered the room and saw her bare, sleeping form curled up under the sheets, this feeling came over him that made him smile, a feeling of pride and one of his future being his own. He understood what Hondo meant now, as he stripped down and climbed in behind her.  She groaned softly and turned over, in her sleep, grabbing onto him and nuzzling her face into his chest as she did so. She sighed and seemed to relax as she moved against him, as if his very presence brought her peace and comfort. He knew she did that to him and seeing her feel so at ease with him that she did not even really wake up at his presence, along with her turning to him, made him feel all the better. He closed his eyes and soon drifted off into a peaceful sleep. It was a good day.
 
 
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As Marvin walked away, the soldiers when back to their watches and Hondo turned back to Molly. She smiled at him and seemed to bounce a bit as she seemed to almost be anticipating something. Her eagerness at seeing him made him smile. It was nice to have someone who you brought joy to, just by your presence, as she did to him.
 
 
“Did everyone get fed here?” He asked.
 
 
She nodded, “Almost everyone. With you and Fernando gone, I guess Ruth was out of a few supplies and talked to the army about getting an escort to go get them. That Major said that the town was still in a bit of chaos since the storm and the bazaar was not fully back up and operating yet, so they offered to provide lunch instead. They brought over some basic soup, sandwiches, potato crisps, fruit, and some peanut spread bars.”
 
 
“Who didn’t get fed, then?” He asked.
 
 
“You, me, and Marvin.” She replied.
 
 
“Why didn’t you eat?” He asked.
 
 
She shrugged, “Was busy helping hand out meals and cleaning up. Didn’t get around to it.”
 
 
He frowned, “Well you need to eat.”
 
 
“Says the one who hasn’t been eating lately.” She said in a worried sounding tone.
 
 
He sighed, “Just not felt like it lately. I do have some steaks that we can cook up. I saw some wood outside an’ an old firepit with a grate on it.”
 
 
“Got your appetite back?” She asked quizzically.
 
 
He shrugged, “Maybe. Just feel hungry today.”
 
 
“You look tired… How are you feeling? Something was obviously bothering you yesterday but we didn’t get a chance to talk because of the storm.” She said.
 
 
“I’m a bit tired but honestly feelin’ better than what I was yesterday.” He said.
 
 
“Honestly?” She asked.
 
 
He nodded, “Honestly.”
 
 
She smiled and looked around for a moment before looking back at him.  
 
 
“Can we talk… in private?” She asked
 
 
He looked around and saw no one close but shrugged and nodded.
 
 
“I reckon we can, after I throw these steaks in the fridge.” He replied pointing to the pile of food still in the back of the SUV.
 
 
Seeing Hondo and Molly grabbing stuff out of the back, one of the soldiers came up to them.
 
 
“Need any help?” He asked.
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “No. We got it.”
 
 
“Are those steaks?” He asked.
 
 
Hondo smiled and nodded, “Yeah.”
 
 
“Been a long time since I had one.” He replied, as his female counterpart came to join them.
 
 
“Don’t be drooling over their food, corporal!” She said firmly.
 
 
“I have plenty to share, but I have some business I need to discuss with Molly in private. Not sure how long it will take, but can start a fire and throw one on for ya both.” He said looking over at Molly.
 
 
“We might be a while.” She said, a look of urgency in her eyes.
 
 
“We could start the fire and get the steaks started!” The young corporal offered eagerly.
 
 
“Corporal!” the woman snapped.
 
 
“Sorry, sarge.” He said timidly.
 
 
“No, don’t be sorry. I like that idea. Can still watch the place an’ watch some steaks, I reckon. The fire pit is on the front corner of the buildin’.” Hondo replied
 
 
The woman sergeant sighed, “I guess we could do that, as honestly I would love one too. How many do you want us to cook?”
 
 
“All of them I reckon. Can’t hold onto them for too long. Have potatoes, onions, garlic, salt, pepper, and butter too. Cook up a mess of them an’ whatevers left I’ll turn into a skillet hash tomorrow.” Hondo replied.
 
 
“Yes, sir! Will do sir!” The corporal said with a grin as he snapped off a salute.
 
 
The sergeant just groaned and shook her head at him.
 
 
“We will do that sir. And.. thank you.” She said.
 
 
“Just don’t tell the others or your own kind might beat ya for not sharin’!” Hondo replied with a grin.
 
 
The sergeant chuckled and nodded, “Ain’t that the truth.”
 
 
Molly tugged briefly on his sleeve, reminding him she wanted to talk.
 
 
“Alright, We’d better go an’ leave you two to it.” Hondo said as he turned and headed to the stairs, sensing an urgency in Molly’s body language.
 
 
He headed to the staircase with her close on his heals as he started to ascended the stairs.
 
 
“Where the girls?” He asked.
 
 
“Well, after lunch Macey took the cats out to use the bathroom and I suggested they take a nap. Tonya went to nap with them as she didn’t sleep at all last night, either.” She replied as she walked up the stairs behind him.
 
 
He entered the room first with her close behind, and turned to ask what was wrong but stopped suddenly as she shut and locked the door before launching into him. As she rushed into him she jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck as she started kissing him passionately. He lifted some of her weight with one hand under her ass, just below her tail, and the other he placed in the middle of her back to pull her into him tighter as they kissed. After a while she finally came up for air and panted as they held onto each other and stared into each other’s eyes.
 
 
“I’ve been going crazy not being able to even touch you lately… I hate not being able to show affection for you out in the open.” She said breathily.
 
 
He nodded, “I know an’ maybe that will all change soon. Reckon we’re no secret, though I never really meant for us to be one. Just want to get out of here. Don’t need questions from the army nor want any of these bastards here targetin’ you because of me.”
 
 
“What about Zoey and Val?” She asked
 
 
“I don’t know if there is any goin’ back for Val an’ I. Even if there was it will be a long time an’ I’m not losin’ you, so there is that. It may be hard on Zoey, but can’t hide it from her forever.” He replied softly.
 
 
“What about what was bothering you yesterday?” She asked.
 
 
He looked at her silently for a moment before speaking, “… Can that wait? If things stay quiet tonight I promise we will talk an’ I’ll tell ya what was botherin’ me, alright?”
 
 
She bit her for a moment before nodding hesitantly.
 
 
“Just promise me that you will talk to me. Even if you want me to go away, just let me know. I love you and just want to do whatever I can to make sure you are happy.” She said softly.
 
 
“You’re a good woman, Molly, an’ I reckon I love you too.” He said giving her his best, seductive grin.
 
 
“Kiss me, please.” She whispered.
 
 
He kissed her again, deeply, slowly dropping them both to the bed as they kissed. She let go of him once they laid down and started hurriedly undoing his shirt buttons and then taking loose his gun belt, regular belt, and unbuttoning his jeans, as he unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off her firm, shapely hips and down her slender, well-muscled legs. They pulled back after a bit to catch their breath and he quickly set his gun, gun belt, and radio on the nightstand, removed his vest, shoulder holster, and unbuttoned shirt, throwing them to the chair before kicking off his boots and dropping his jeans and boxers to the floor. As he did that she quickly pulled off her shirt and slid her panties off, throwing them both to the floor, before watching him finish undressing with a hungry look in her eyes as she spread her legs and rubbed her wet, aching womanhood, moaning softly as she was already more than ready for him and just her own touch was enough to send a shiver of pleasure through her body. As he turned back to her, his member already hard, and ready for her as well, she grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bed, pushing him onto his back before climbing on top of him.
 
 
“You can show me what you do to bad wessen girls later. For now, I just need you inside me!” she said breathily.
 
 
“Then Stop talkin’, woman, and do somethin’ ‘bout it!” he replied with a growl, grinning wickedly.
 
 
She giggled a bit as she positioned herself and then lowered herself onto his stiff member, moaning loudly as he entered her. Though it still hurt a bit at first, she was getting used to the feeling and her body, aching for him as it did, really did not care as it knew the pleasure to come. She pressed her chest against him as she slowly started moving her hips back and forth. They both needed this and it felt very good.
 
 
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“Righteous Cowboy, this is The Medic. You out there, Righteous Cowboy?” A voice called out over the radio that sat on the nightstand.
 
 
A hand reached out from under a sheet and felt around for it.
 
 
“Can’t you just let it go? We’re not even half done!” a woman’s voice said softly
 
 
“Got to, Molly. You know how it goes.” Hondo replied to her.
 
 
She sat up, him still inside her, though they had been going at it for twenty minutes or more already, and let him grab the radio as the voice called again.
 
 
 “Righteous Cowboy, this is The Medic. You out there, Righteous Cowboy?” Fernando called out again.
 
 
Hondo answers, “I’m here, Medic. Everything OK?”

 

“Are you at the hanger and can you get to the other Hamster Twin?” Fernando asks.

 
 
Molly frowned, “Seriously?”
 
 
Hondo shrugged and keyed the mic again.
 

“It would take me a while to find her. Is there a problem?” Hondo says and asks
.
 

“It is a very minor problem but one that needs to be addressed.” Fernando explains.

 
 
Molly sighed with some relief and lays back on him, leaning off to his other side as to not interfere with the radio, as she starts back to moving her hips again. She moaned softly so he put a hand over her mouth to muffle it to keep them from hearing it as he keyed the mike with the other.
 
 
“What kind of problem?” Hondo asks, before taking his from her mouth again.
 

“For some reason Ruth and Val did not make lunch and everyone here had Army Chow. Since the Galley is now closed, the three of us did not get lunch. Miniya would know if there are breakfast leftovers and I would request that if there is something, I just need 2 meat sandwiches and 1 veggie sandwich. And anything else that goes with it. I would prefer if you drove over with the food.” Fernando explains.

 
 
“After we finish, please?” Molly whispered into his ear.
 
 
“OK, I’ll go see her and ask. If there is anythin’ left over I’ll brin’ it over.” Hondo replies, ignoring her for the moment, though he wanted to finish too.
 
 
All of a sudden, a familiar female voice yelled over the radio. ”Hondo, bring Miniya over too, I need to speak to her!”
 
 
 Hondo and Molly looked at each other a second before he keyed the mic again.
 
 
“Medic?” Hondo replies.
 
 
“I got the radio now, and I’ll have a talk with my hamster about use of the radio.” Fernando says.
 
 
“So, you need me to bring the other hamster?” Hondo asks.
 

 
After a brief pause Fernando’s voice rang out again. “Yes. But have her put on her EMT jacket, hat and pants to she can be less noticeable to our outdoor friends. If she needs to be told as to why, you can call me back.”
 
 
“OK, will do.” Hondo replies.
 
 
“And Righteous...” Fernando calls to him.
 
 
“Yes Medic?” Hondo replies.

 

“No rush. If you can do it within the hour, it would be appreciated.” Fernando replies.

 
 
“Thank God.” Molly whispered
 
 
“No rush? Aren’t you hungry?” Hondo asks, grinning as Molly props herself up and gives him a bit of a dirty look.
 
 
“Yes, we are, but I’m also tired as well, dealing with our friends and showing their boss the ones at the Furry Clinic and dealing with his crappy attitude.” Fernando answers.
 
 
“So, our guest at the army clinic is gone?” Hondo asks.
 
 
“Yes, I took him home myself.” Fernando answers.
 
 
“Oh. OK. I did not know.” Hondo replies.
 
 
“It was done you went back to the hanger after packing up the supplies over here. So, you would not know until we meet again.” Fernando explains. He then throws in “If I am not napping, I’ll see you when you get here.”
 
 
“I’ll see you later then.” Hondo replies.

 
 
Hondo set the radio down and turns back to Molly who was still propped up scowling at him.
 
 
“What?” He asked
 
 
“I know you have things you have to do and you owe it to them to make sure they are fed, I do understand, but still doesn’t mean I like it all the time, especially now!” She growled with frustration.
 
 
“Well, we don’t have much time, so we have to make it fast.” He replied.
 
 
She sighed and smiled softly, glad that he was not going to run off and leave her feeling unfulfilled, since it was not an emergency.
 
 
He smacked her ass lightly and grinned at her.
 
 
“Get off and bend over the bed. That works a bit faster.” He said.
 
 
She nodded and slid back, to let him slid out of her before bending over the bed. He rolled out and came up behind her, smacking her firm ass before grabbing her hips and entering her once more. She moaned loudly again and dropped her chest and face to the bed as another wave of pleasure rippled through her.
 
 
Another twenty minutes let her climax fully three and him twice, which though they wanted more it was enough to suffice and not leave them feeling sexually frustrated. Once done he washed quickly and started dressing as Molly still lay in bed enjoying the lingering sensations as her feelings slowly returned to normal.
 
 
“Were there any breakfast sandwiches left?” He asked as he dressed.
 
 
“Only one veggie meals worth and some fruit. That boy, David, ate a couple of the leftover meals and we were three short, anyway, as they did not remember to count in him or the two girls… that’s partly why I didn’t eat.” She replied.
 
 
“Well, hopefully the steak and potatoes are done… Do we have any dishes to haul food in So I can take one to Jefe an’ Itchy?” Hondo asked
 
 
Molly stretched her slender, well-muscled frame out a bit and nodded, “Yeah we have some clean meal boxes and some aluminum foil. I can help if you give me a few minutes. … What about the hamster girl?”
 
 
“What about her?” He asked
 
 
“She needs food too!” Molly replied
 
 
“That’s what the veggie meal will be for.” He replied.
 
 
“Make her a potato too and I will add some things to her sandwich to make it more filling. Some more cheese maybe and add some onion and pickles, as it’s mostly spinach and tomato right now with a little cheese and some bean sprouts.” Molly replied.
 
 
“Whatever you think. Not much of a vegetarian myself, so I have no clue what goes on one of those things. Short of meat, cheese, some hot peppers, and some mayo, I rightly don’t know how you’d make a sandwich different.” He replied flatly.
 
 
She grinned and got up, straightening up gingerly as it had been more of a work out that she had realized and was now feeling it. She grabbed his collar and stretched up on her toes and kissed him again quickly before pulling back just a bit and smiling at him as she stared into his eyes.
 
 
“Give me five minutes and I’ll be down to help.” She replied.
 
 
He smiled and nodded.  
 
 
As she let go of his collar and turned to head to the bathroom he smacked her ass, causing her to gasp from surprise before half turning to give him a seductive smile.
 
 
“I’ll give that more attention this evenin’” He replied
 
 
“You’d better, Master, as I’ve been a bad slave!” she said giving him a sassy look before continuing on.
 
 
Hondo grinned a bit before grabbing the radio and his revolver and heading out the door and heading down the hall to where the kids and the older girls who took care of them were staying. The door to both rooms were open and he peaked in finding one the rabbit girl there, but not the hamster or the others, just a few of the younger kids with her playing jacks and talking.
 
 
“Miniya ‘round?” He asked
 
 
The girl shook her head, “She’s not up here. I think she’s playing cards down with the others.”
 
 
Hondo nodded, “Thanks.”
 
 
He left there, heading back down the hall and down the stairs, checking with the soldiers on the food first, finding them both outside.
 
 
“How’s the cookin’ comin’? Steaks not getting’ over done, are they?” He asked as he approached the firepit outside.
 
 
The corporal shook his head, “Of course not, sir! We already each had one as we were not sure when you were coming down. Just threw on a few more when we heard your door open. Potatoes should be done, and we did a skillet of onions, garlic, and butter to go on the potatoes. Throwing some on the steaks too, along with pepper and butter, adding salt after to not dry the meat out as well.”
 
 
“Damn.” Hondo replied shaking his head, “This man takes his meat seriously! I’ve eaten a steak cooked using a hub-cap as a pan with just some salt on it before an’ was happy!”
 
 
The sergeant chuckled, “He doesn’t take much seriously, but he does take cooking meat seriously. I’s the only reason I keep him as my field partner!”
 
 
He scowled, “Come on, sarge, that can’t be the only reason!”
 
 
She grinned evilly, “As far as you know it is!”
 
 
Hondo just chuckled lightly and shook his head.
 
 
“Anything special you want done with them?” The corporal asked.
 
 
Hondo nodded, “cook four or 5 medium, an’ the rest medium rare. Need one of each ready to go here shortly, an’ would like one saved for when I get back, as I want it hot off the grill! I shouldn’t be too long, but if I am, I can fry it up later. Fernando an’ two with him were not fed, so I have to run food to them.”
 
 
“That’s three though, but you only wanted two steaks?” The corporal asked.
 
 
“One is obviously wessen and needs a vegetarian meal.” The sergeant replied.
 
 
Hondo nodded, “That’s right.”
 
 
“Oh.” The corporal replied a bit sheepishly.
 
 
The sergeant sighed, “You really need to learn to use some logicl before you ask things. Some of your questions come off as really stupid.”
 
 
“Sorry.” He replied quietly.
 
 
“He’s young. He’ll learn.” Hondo replied.  
 
 
She sighed and nodded, “Maybe… we were all there once but we are stretched pretty thin and need more trainers. He’s been with me for over a year now, but we were all just doing patrols around Center Town. To be honest, until you and the medic came we had our hands tied. We were more like local law enforcement but had to ultimately answer to the slavers or risk a full-on purge. We did not start really acting like a real army until you two made it possible, so even many or our veterans are even new at a lot of this. I even feel ill equipped and I’ve seen more than most of them. Just so much we need to catch up on and figure out and so little time.”
 
 
Hondo nodded, “Understand. Just do what you can do, I reckon, an’ always challenge yourself.”
 
 
“Easier said than done sometimes…. Enough of that, though…. For the wessen vegetarian meal, do we need to do anything?” She asked
 
 
“Have any onions left?” Hondo queried.
 
 
The corporal nodded, “Yes. Several.”
 
 
“Can you grill a couple large slices? Probably taste better than raw ones. Different at least.” Hondo asked.
 
 
“Of course, Sir. Just give us a few minutes and we’ll have everything ready.” The sergeant replied.
 
 
He nodded, “Just bring them to the kitchen when done. Molly will package everything.”
 
 
“Yes sir.” The sergeant replied as Hondo started to walk away.
 
 
He grumbled to himself about still being called sir, but said nothing as talking had not stopped them yet.
 
 
As he walked in, Molly was still not downstairs so he headed to the basement to find Miniya. Just like he was told, she was found there playing poker with Karl, Teri, Lala, Lili, and one of the other older kids, while several of the other kids were off at another table playing something else.
 
 
“I bet 6 pretzels and a cheese cube.” He heard Miniya say as he entered.
 
 
“A cheese cube! … you have to be bluffing… There’s no way you can’t be bluffing.” Karl growled at her as he tried to read her deadpan face.
 
 
“Hi Mr. Hondo!” Teri said as he entered, being the less shy of the sheep wessen and knowing him a little longer than the others did.
 
 
“Howdy Terri. Girls… They kickin’ your ass at card, karl?” He asked grinning a bit.
 
 
“This hamster is, at least. I swear she’s cheating!” Karl growled again.
 
 
“No, you are just a bad player and I have a good poker face.” Miniya replied flatly.
 
 
“You can’t be that good! No one is that good!!” Karl snarled.
 
 
“Miniya, Fernando an’ your sister need to talk to you, I guess, an’ want me to take you to them. I need ya to go change into those medic clothes Jefe gave you.” Hondo said.
 
 
“Who is Jefe?” She asked.
 
 
“Fernando.” He replied
 
 
“Oh… Why?” She asked.
 
 
“Cause I said so.” He replied flatly.
 
 
“You aren’t my master!” She threw back at him.
 
 
“Why are you here?!” He asked a bit angrily.
 
 
“Because there are some wessen haters in town.” She replied as if it was a stupid question.
 
 
“An’ ‘cause he trusts me to keep y’all safe! So if I say to do somethin’ you’d better move your ass an’ do it!! I may not been your master or believe in slavery, but I’ll turn you over my knee like the brat you are and tan your ass with my belt until I leave welts if you question me again!” He growled.
 
 
He knew Fernando said to call him if she questioned him, but he was tired of the questions. He put his life on the line for them all, as Fernando had, yet he constantly had to defend himself to certain of the girls who worshiped Fernando. Though Fernando seemed to draw more woman than he did, he noticed Fernando  
also seemed to draw a lot more of the difficult ones, so there was no envy there!
 
 
She tried to stare him down but with a sigh she finally gave in.
 
 
“Alright. After this hand.” She replied, sounding defeated.
 
 
“Now!” He replied.
 
 
She gave him a sharp look, “After . The . Hand.”
 
 
He walked over to her and she flinched expecting him to hit her, but instead he just stood, looking over her shoulder.
 
 
“Is that a royal flush? Those are hard to get.” He said flatly.
 
 
“Royal Flush!! #$@! that, I’m out!” Karl said, everyone else promptly folding after him.
 
 
“I could have had him!” Miniya whined.
 
 
“Change now. I’ll be in the kitchen. You be ready in eight minutes, or I’ll drag you along, dressed or not.” Hondo said flatly as he walked out.
 
 
“You really pissed him off.” Karl said.
 
 
“So? Why should that matter??” Miniya asked.
 
 
Teri shook her head, “You should be nice to Mr Hondo. He helps protect us all.”
 
 
“Yeah right. Fernando protects us. Not that joke of a cowboy! Look at him! He looks like walking death half the time.” Minya replied as she threw her cards down and scooped up her winnings.
 
 
“You should ask Master Fernando about him. Hondo is tough as nails and it should scare you to think he was against you.” Karl replied.
 
 
“Hmph!” Miniya said, trying to sound tough and like she brushed it off.
 
 
In honest, she did not know Hondo and had a distrust for most men after all she had been through. He did scare her a bit, but not in they way they talked about. But her armor was acting angry. It seemed to keep people at bay, and that was her goal. Trusting people in the past had only got her hurt.
 
 
As she went upstairs she tried to be quiet as she snuck past the kitchen where Hondo and Molly were packing up some food. She usually excelled at being quiet but he still turned and looked her way, as if he heard her somehow. She swallowed hard as he looked at her, turned her gaze down and hurried upstairs.
 
 
Molly turned to where Hondo was looking and she saw Miniya slink upstairs.
 
 
“What’s with her?” She asked
 
 
Hondo shrugged, “Hell if I know. Seems a bit moody to me. She started questionin’ me an’ I had to growl a bit but that’s ‘bout it.”
 
 
Molly shook her head, “Don’t know much about her or the others. They either hide in Fernando’s camper or keep to themselves…. You think he’s doing all those girls?”
 
 
Hondo shook his head, “I don’t know. If he is, that’s their business.”
 
 
“But is that fair to them? Most of them are just scared and messed up. Not really nice to take advantage of their vulnerabilities like that.” She replied.
 
 
“Not fair to judge someone for somethin’ we have no clue ‘bout either.” Hondo replied flatly.
 
 
Molly hung her head a bit, “You’re right. Sorry.”
 
 
“Don’t be sorry, just be careful. Rumors spread too easily an’ can be way too ugly… besides, some might say the same ‘bout you an’ me.” He said
 
 
“But it’s not true!” She said.
 
 
“Some say I’m screwin’ the girls too.” He replied.
 
 
“But you’d not do that to them!” She replied quickly.
 
 
“What if they needed me to, for some reason, like with Tonya. What if she was raped and hurt and needed to be shown that it can be done right, would that be right? Even though I accept her as my daughter she isn't blood related.” He asked
 
 
She looked down and thought for a moment, “ … I don’t know.”
 
 
“I don’t either an' hope I never have to think 'bout that. But what if they just needed to sleep with me for a while ‘cause of fears an’ nightmares. They just needed to know they were safe an’ be held.” He replied.
 
 
“No one could say that would be wrong!” She replied.
 
 
“So, who’s to say that’s not what he’s doin’? If I did that though, would the other two scenarios not be gossiped ‘bout? Would that talk not be bad for me and them? Does it matter if others see it right or wrong as long as it helps them?” He said.
 
 
She sighed, “That’s a lot to take in, but I think I understand what you are saying.”
 
 
“If he’s usin’ them, it’s not right, but then he’d not be who we know. Just have to trust he’s doin’ right for them.” He replied.
 
 
She nodded, “I understand.”
 
 
“But if they are temptin’ him, can’t expect him to hold out forever either.” Hondo replied.
 
 
“I guess I understand that too… We all feel like we owe one or both of you a lot. Guess it’s only natural that we try to pay with whatever we have, even if its with ourselves.” She said quietly.
 
 
“Is that what you are doin’ to me? Tryin’ to repay me?” He asked.
 
 
“I do what I do because I love you, but is it so wrong to feel like doing a little extra helps repay a debt?” She asked.
 
 
“I don’t see that you owe me for anythin’.” He said.
 
 
“You saved me from self-destruction.” She said softly.
 
 
“I don’t know how you don’t blame me for losin’ James.” He replied.
 
 
She looked down again, “… I did for a while.”
 
 
He raised an eyebrow at her, “What changed that?”
 
 
She sighed, “ *sigh* … I guess seeing Val blame you for something you didn’t do. I saw how foolish blaming you was and how much pain you had from it all, like I had. Despite it all you kept going, when I tried to run away, knowing I would most likely die horribly. I knew I cold not blame you for his actions then. We both chose to stay and help you because of what the Grey Lady did to us. What happened was on James and I, not you. I lost my hate and fell in love with you in the same breath that day Val tried to shoot you.”
 
 
He took her hand in his and gave it a quick squeeze. She looked up at him and smiled softly, saying nothing. He let go after a bit and they went back to work.
 
 
Soon the steaks were done and brought in along with the potatoes and onions and garlic fried in butter. The potatoes were split oven and filled with butter, onions and garlic, then salted and pepper was added before they were wrapped. More of the onion, garlic, and butter was added on the steaks before they were wrapped up. Fruit and a bag of cookies, compliments of the army for the kids afternoon snack of which there were extra, were also added. The veggie breakfast sandwich was dressed up with a couple grilled onion slices, another slice of cheese, fresh tomato, pickles, and a little mustard, making it more like a burger minus the meat. Fruit and cookies were added to that meal as well. Hondo then grabbed two bottles of beer from the fridge and two bottles of local made root beer.  
 
 
“You better eat while it’s hot. There is some for the girls there too. Should be enough to cube up a couple more an’ take them down to the kids in the basement to snack on too. Split a steak between Zoey an’ Macey as one is too much for them.” He said to Molly as he grabbed up the boxes.
 
 
She nodded, “One is too much for me, too. Maybe Tonya will split one with me.”
 
 
“Just make sure you get your fill an’ don’t wait for me.” He replied
 
 
She frowned, “Why not?”
 
 
“Because I don’t know when I’ll be back.” He replied.
 
 
About then Miniya came down dressed in the EMT coat and hat. She scowled a bit but did not look at either of them directly.
 
 
“Good, At least I don’t hafta come get ya.” He replied.
 
 
She looked up and glared at him, “What if you had to? You’d #$@! me in the ass?? It would not be the first time!”
 
 
“No, I’d have paddled your ass in a way that was no fun, hauled you out to Fernando an’ let him do the same!” He growled at her as he walked up to her.
 
 
She flinched again expecting to get hit but when no impact came she opened her eyes to see him holding out some boxes to her.
 
 
“Here, take these and get into the SUV. I hafta unhook the trailer.” He said handing her the boxes.
 
 
“What are these?” She asked.
 
 
“Food for your sister, Fernando, an’ one other. They didn’t get lunch like y’all did.” He said as she took them from him.  
 
 
He walked with her over to the SUV and opened the door so she could get in. As she climbed in he went around and placed the drinks on the dash before quick like unhooking the trailer and opening the hanger door. Once done he climbed in, started the engine and pulled outside. The corporal trotted up to the window and Hondo rolled it down.
 
 
“Going to be gone long, sir?” He asked.
 
 
“Don’t know. Just keep an’ eye on things an’ shut the door for me if ya would.” He replied.
 
 
The corporal nodded and trotted inside to close the door and the SUV pulled away as the door closed.
 
 
For several minutes the ride was quiet until Miniya finally spoke.
 
 
“Why.. why didn’t you hit me?” She asked
 
 
“Should I have?” He asked
 
 
“Well… I’m a wessen and you’re a human and… I talked back.” She said quietly.
 
 
Hondo sighed, “*sigh* … Look, I don’t know what hell you went through in the past, but all I’m tryin’ to do is protect everyone, you included. If I hit you it was because things were dire an’ I needed to get your attention.”
 
 
“But you said you’d spank me too, if I didn’t listen.” She said
 
 
“An’ I meant it! Look, if you want our help an’ protection we need you to listen, trust, an’ obey us. If we made unreasonable request I’d understand bein’ questioned, but I don’t reckon I’ve asked anythin’ unreasonable of anyone here ever. I don’t expect your love, friendship, or even for you to like me. Just damn well expect folks to jump when I say somethin’ needs to happen as it is not only to protect them, but most likely everyone else too.” He said.
 
 
“Oh…” She replied.
 
 
After several seconds more of silence she spoke again.
 
 
“Sorry.” She said
 
 
“For what?” He asked
 
 
“For a lot of things, I guess. I know I said I’d trust you because Fernando trusts you and I still make things hard on you. I get defensive and I just expect to get hurt or used. Most of us do… Been a long time since we met any good people it’s got so we don’t trust them when we find them… Not saying I’ll stop and be easy to get along with, but thank you for not hitting me and.. and if I keep doing it you can spank me. Maybe.. maybe it will help, I don’t know, but I’ll at least know that means you are trying to help despite of my issues. So… thanks.” She said quietly.
 
 
“You’re welcome.” He replied as he opened one of the beers.  
 
 
He took a deep pull from it then offered some to Miniya.
 
 
“Trying to get me drunk now?” She said teasingly, but shyly at the same time.
 
 
“A drink of beer gets you drunk??” He asked almost indignantly.
 
 
She shook her head, “No.”
 
 
“Then reckon I’m not.” He replied
 
 
She smiled softly and nodded as she took the bottle and took a drink before handing it back.
 
 
“Thanks. That tasted good.” She said
 
 
Nothing else was said the rest of the trip, though they shared the rest of the beer, her drinking only about a third of it.
 
 
He polished off the last of it as he pulled up to the dub-box camper. He grabbed the other beer for Fernando and the root beers for the other two before getting out and Miniya grabbed the food boxes and followed him to the campers door, where he knocked and waited.
 
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Re: After Chaos
Reply #2896 - Nov 16th, 2022, 11:39pm
 
“Would you kiss me because you like me or is it a means to get me to have sex with you?” Minerva asks.
 
“Considering that you would want me to do you lovely with or without emotions or connection, the point is rather moot. If you are going to trust me to be intimate with you, then you should not question why we are doing things, again it is all on you as to what we do. If you do not want to do anything, if you do not want to be intimate, again, that is on you. ‘No’ means no.” Fernando tells her.
 
“But... I need to know if you would want to, with me, even though I am a Wessen and not a real and true human.” She asks as she sits up with her arms on his chest and shoulders to hold her balance.
 
“What we do, even if it is intimate and/or sexual between you and I is not because you are Human or Wessen. Before the Chaos and the Happening, people used to put up those same questions because one’s skin color was dark or light; eye colors were brown, blue or green; hair color was black, white, red, yellow or whatever; whether they were tall or short; if they were fat or thin; or what gods they prayed too. It was enough in differences to question one’s attraction to another because of those differences even though they were ‘HUMAN.’ Being a Wessen only adds to the differences, though you are still human. Having fur and fur markings, a tail, different ears, and so on does not make you anything less than a human. You have a heart, a brain, a body, a mind and a soul, like any other person – Human or Wessen. You need to stop thinking and putting things in boxes they do not belong in. People are people, no matter if they are Human or Wessen.” He tells her.
 
Minerva sits there looking at him, trying to make sense out of the words he said.
 
As she thinks, he throws at her, “You said days ago that your family is from Japan from before the Happening long ago.”
 
“But that was long ago...” She replies.
 
“So?”He interrupts her, “Being Japanese back then meant that you came from a small group of Asian Orientals with your own language and culture and some genetic differences from the other Asian Orientals. But as tiny as those differences were Chinese, Korean and other Oriental Asians did not want mix others outside of themselves just like the Japanese did not want to mix with them. Literally, if a Chinese, Japanese and Korean stood next to each other just by appearance alone, no one would know who is who. But once they start talking, they will learn who is what and separate from each other.  It has nothing to do with appearance but everything to do with things so small that it is immeasurable. Yet here you are going about differences on being a Wessen Human. Until people go beyond their differences, they will always be picking, choosing, fighting and discriminating based on such differences. So what you are a Wessen. Are you woman enough to make love to a man? If you dare say that you are a Wessen before anything else, then the answer is no, and your ability to make love to a man is also no. At best all you can do is service him.”
 
She looks at him in awe as what he had said.
 
He throws in “If you are going to throw in emotions and connections into a relationship, then you need to own up to that investment of time and effort of putting those things up. I’ll put it out flatly to you – any two people can #$@!. Hell, a person can go #$@! an animal like it is done in those private bars and whore houses. There are no emotions involved when that happens, and the connection is minimal between them. But throwing in something where it may not belong, you might be burned by the loss of that investment of time and effort. You are a Person first – Human second – Wessen third. Only those willing to point out that you are a Wessen is trying to put you into a lower position than they are to satisfy their lowly ass existence and position in this world. If the positions were reversed and Hector won this war long ago and have a world where Wessens ruled over humans, then people would be seeking ways to get themselves turned into Wessens, Humans would be the slaves and not the Wessens, and you would be finding ways to eliminate me from doing my job of setting the world right and not here sharing my bed with me in just our underwear.”
 
“In Hector’s world, I would be cast out or even killed for being a hybrid half-breed Wessen with a human father, as would many of the children I help out for the similar reasons. If anything, I would still be here with you trying to get your help to save us all from him with what little I got to give you.” She tells him.
 
“That is if I ever got here.” He replies.
 
“You would be here. Knowing the man you are, you would be here, as would those following you. You are a man of action and of a few words. You would put Hector in his place; you would correct the wrongs in this world. You would do what you can in making this world right, and make many pay the price they thought they were immune to. And in the end things for us would be right again because of you.” She explains.
 
“A Human/Wessen War will be a very costly one. Though Humans outnumber Wessens, the purging of people to turn them into Wessens and sell them off into slavery skews such numbers in local areas. It would be a blood bath on both sides.” He explains.
 
“You and your people took on Hector’s army, and of those who were not killed, ran away in shame. More than thousands of Hector’s men came to destroy you and the town, and the town is still here and you... I’m here with you. You took on his secret assassins – the Cold Blooded Killers, and killed them all. No one who ever faced the Cold Blooded Killers survived their attack, and yet you did.” Minerva tells him, taking a pause before throwing in “I’m just a little hamster girl who could have ended up like my twin sister as a Sex-Kitten or Distraction Girl. But I did what I could to save the children Hector hates because of what we are – half Human, half Wessen.” She pauses again before adding “I’m not a virgin, as I fell for the wrong man that is Hector and he had abused me, beaten me and had me raped by his men but the pill you gave me made me new again, healed me, took away the scars I had; I will never give myself to another man unless that man is you. That is, if you would have me.”
 
“Look. I do not want another girlfriend, fiancée or a significant other because the last woman I was about to marry decided that it would be best for her to take everything I own, and destroy me as the man I was. Nor do I want another girlfriend, fiancée or a significant other for who knows how long. But if you want to be there when I want to have a female companion again, I’m going to tell you that it is not going to be an easy road. A lot of trust, emotions, and connections needs to be invested before the first steps in that direction can be taken.” He tells her.
 
“I trust you with my life and I dare say it, my body. I can understand you do not want to love another until you can again. I went through that because of Hector. But I now can with you. Maybe one day you can with me, or at least with somebody else. But until then, I want to be there for you. Even if you just let me to service you in that way, I’ll gladly do it for you.” She tells him.
 
“Then let me ask, why do you want your twin sister here with us?” He asks.
 
“Something to ease my mind.” She tells him. He just scowls at her before she adds, “For years I thought she was dead, as rumors of Giovanni killing her for failing in her Distraction Girls’ Duty. But then there were rumors that she was still alive. The same with Tracey. Then you come along and win them from him killing them and that they are now both your slaves. But you say that they are not your slaves. I just want to know where we all stand in that.”
 
“I own Miniya and Tracey as did win them in a bet and had their ownership transferred to me. So though I do have papers for them, it is for in case there is trouble and I can get them out of trouble by demanding my property to be returned to me. But I have such papers for most of the Wessens of this Convoy. The only ones I don’t own is for Teri as Maribelle owns her, you and Abigail as no such papers exists for you. Nor are there papers for the girls in your group will be bringing. But it is best to have such papers to claim ownership in case some idiot wants to claim ownership over you guys or some lawmen want to arrest you for no reason. I’ll have General Jastrey make them up when she comes, but in me owning such papers does not mean that I own you or the others because you are all free Wessens. But if some idiot human wants to claim ownership over you, we can dispute those claims with the papers we have and get you out of trouble. But I do not own anyone except Macey who is my daughter though she was adopted, and Meeshie as she is my cat though she owns me more than I own her.”
 
Minerva holds back her laughter, “How can a cat own a person? It’s an animal, and you’re a human.”
 
“I raised ‘that cat’ since she was a newborn kitten when a gang of kids killed her mother, and my friends and I saved her and her litter mates they hid in a shoe box. Eventually, we shared the kittens and I ended up with the smallest one – the runt of the litter. I raised her as I would have any of my daughters and she has given me more love and respect than any person except for my grandmother who had raised me. Thus our relationship is more than just animal pet and human owner; it is more like parent and adult child.” He explains.
 
Minerva looks at him in disbelief for the moment.
 
He interjects again, “So again why do you want your twin sister here?”
 
“We have been separated for so long, we have not had such alone time together to sort things out.” She replies.
 
“Of the two of you, who is the older twin?” He asks.
 
“I am.” She replies.
 
“And in your shared life, you led the both of you, you two shared who leads, or you two were independent of each other?” He asks.
 
“It was more like we shared as to who led.” She explains.
 
After a brief moment of silence, Fernando tells her, “I think you should get off me as Hondo might be coming soon, and since he opens the door without knocking, I do not want him to catch us almost naked under the blanket.”
 
“As long as we stay under the blankets, they can only guess that we are half naked.” She says to him.
 
“First off, I need you to get off so I can pull up the bench to give some privacy. Second, I’m going to put on my pants and a t-shirt. Then we will wait for Hondo.” He explains.
 
“And if I do not want to get off?” She asks.
 
“Do not test me. You will lose like Ichigo did.” He tells her.
 
“I might be small compared to you but Ichigo is tiny compared to me.” She tells him.
 
“She challenged me and she lost. You challenge me, you will lose.” He tells her.
 
“I’m sure I can put more resistance than she could-*!” Minerva begins to say before she is thrown to the side of the bed and pinned down by Fernando who is above her on his extended arms.
 
“As you were saying?” He asks.
 
“OK, you win.” She admits defeat.
 
“I did not win anything yet.” He tells her.
 
“What do you mean?” She asks before he gets on his knees between her legs. He the puts his hands on her knees and push them apart to get her legs wide open. He then bends over and kisses her bare navel and continues kissing downward, going past the waistband of her clean bikini cut cotton panties and kissing through the material that covers her flesh. She asks when he kisses on the upper part of her pubis mound through her panties, “What are you doing?”
 
He does not answer her as he continues to go lower on her, until he kisses the tiny button of her clitoris through her panties. She lets out a slight moan when he does. She moans repeated her be presses his tongue on her pleasure button, separating her labia through the fabric as it allows.
 
Between her panting and moaning, she manages to say, “I... thought... we would... not be... doing... things... like this... while in... in Flight... Town...”
 
He continues not to answer her as he massages her most private and intimate of places through her underwear with his lips and tongue, slowly working her to her climax point. It takes very little time for her to get there as she suddenly snaps her legs around his head. He puts his hands on her knees and makes her spread her legs wide for him to get his head out, at least for the moment.
 
She was lying there trembling slightly, one hand pulling on her hair and the other holding onto a clump of blanket tightly. He just looks at her, “Now I won.”
 
“Wow... I think... I had my... first climax...” She says lying there staring at the ceiling.
 
Fernando reaches over and pulls the blanket over her before he sits on the edge of the bed. He gets up, reaches over to the sides and lifts the back of the bench seat, lifting it up into position, creating a short wall between 1/3 of the bed and the rest of the bench. He then gets his pants and t-shirt to put on and sits on the edge of the bed to put on his clothes.
 
He sits back and rests against the bench and waits for Hondo and Miniya to arrive. Minerva slowly sits up and goes to the raised back of the bench. She leans over to him.
 
“Why did you do that what you did?” She asks.
 
“What are you talking about?” He asks.
 
“You know, what you did to me, down there? I mean, I know what you did, I just want to know why you did it.” She tells him.
 
“Never question why I did something. But I’ll give you this one and only answer, it is to prove that we do not demand each other for things to be done. Nor do we force each other to get things done. And you needed to be reminded that if I need to, I can take you and others on. Don’t ever forget that I fought the Lich bare handedly and defeated him, you are nothing compared in strength or fighting skills to him.” He tells her. There is a bit of silence between them for a moment before he adds “Besides, if we are going to be intimate with each other, we have to start somewhere. But do not confuse being intimate with having emotions and connections that are not there. One day we might say ‘I love you’ for one reason or another and act on that love through moments of intimacy and sex, but until then there will be no confusion of such connections being or not being there.”
 
Minerva nods before she leans over to him and puts her head against his.
 
Minerva says to herself but loud enough to be heard, “Then it may be too late me as I am already in love with you.”
 
“So is Ichigo, some of the Bunny Girls and who knows who else.” Fernando says.
 
“But... except for maybe Ichigo, they would not be sharing your bed.” She points out.
 
“You won’t be either as I sleep with Ichigo, Macey and who knows if I adopt another into this little family of mine. There would be no room for you with us.” He tells her.
 
“Well, until then... whether alone or with somebody sharing the space, I would like to share the bed with you.” She says.
 
“Let’s see what the future has to hold for us. Until then, let’s take it one step at a time.” He replies.
 
“I know you said it before, but when would we have sex?” She asks.
 
“When we leave Flight Town. When exactly remains to be seen but it will be when we are far away from this place.” He tells her.
 
“Well, that is only in a couple of days from now, a week at the most.” She replies.
 
“Don’t know what your hurry is. Everything will happen in their own time. If you try to rush things, then they can turn bad in an unexpected way.” He tries to explain.
 
“Well, what about what we did, err... what you did to me, would that happen more before we leave Flight Town?” She asks.
 
“That depends on a lot of things. Mostly is if there is time and we are together for it to happen.” He explains.
 
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Between Hondo and Miniya, nothing else was said the rest of the trip, though they shared the rest of the beer, her drinking only about a third of it.

Hondo polished off the last of it as he pulled up to the dub-box camper. He grabbed the other beer for Fernando and the root beers for the other two before getting out and Miniya grabbed the food boxes and followed him to the camper’s door, where he knocked and waited.

 
Minerva ducks behind the bench seat and covers herself. Fernando slowly gets up from the bench and opens sliding door. There he sees Hondo with a few bottles of drink and Miniya with the boxes of food. He steps outside and points inside the camper for Miniya to enter.
 
“You can put the boxes on the counter over there, Minerva is hiding behind the bench.” Fernando tells Miniya as he takes her arm to help her step inside, the door to the camper slides part way closed. He then turns to Hondo to take the bottles from him placing them on the floor of the camper where open gap of the door was, “Thanks for answering on such short notice.”
 
“No problem.” Hondo replies, he then asks, “So there was nothin’ for lunch? What were April and Kiah doin’?”
 
“Don’t know, other than they were in your camper with Ruth and Val. What meals the camp had came from the Army.” Fernando answers before asking, “Seen Ichigo around?”
 
Hondo shakes his head, saying “No. Where was she last if you know?”
 
“She was with Minerva and I in the camper before she said she had to step out after I told her to check on the bunny girls in your camper. Chances are she is still there.” Fernando explains.
 
“I can go check for her if you want.” Hondo replies.
 
“You do not have too. She will be running back now there is food.” Fernando says, adding, “Care to pick up more food around 5PM when we go get the campers? We will be taking the two Medical jeeps and not your extra SUV. Oh, I almost forgot, your two mechanics jeep should be done by now. You should check with Sergeant Donaldson about them before you go.”
 
“Heh... almost forgot about them. I’ll go check on them before I go.” Hondo replies before asking, “Miniya gonna stay with ya?”
 
“I’ll bring her back when they are done, hopefully before we go back to get the campers.” Fernando explains.
 
“Alright then, I’ll see you later.” Hondo tells him.
 
“Laters.” Fernando replies with a fist tap.
 
Hondo begins walking away to see Sergeant Donaldson. Fernando watches him walk in that direction for a few seconds, and then looks around the camp. He slides the camper door open enough to step inside and then closes it shut. He looks around, seeing the food and bottles were placed on the sink counter. He then turns to the bench, seeing that the girls are hiding behind the back of the bench seat.
 
“Minerva...” Fernando calls to her.
 
“Yes?” Minerva replies while staying out of sight behind the bench seat.
 
“What are you and Miniya up to?” He asks.
 
Minerva sits up, crossing her arms on the back of the bench seat, “Oh, nothing.” She then let’s out a sigh and throws out, “Take off your clothes and come back here with us.”
 
“What about your twin sister?” He asks.
 
Miniya slowly sits next to her sister, also crossing her arms on the back of the bench, like Minerva is in just her bra and panties though her were of a thin pink nylon or silk material while Minerva’s were of white cotton.
 
“What about me?” Miniya says with a snarky tone.
 
“Your sister wants me to strip and join you two.” He explains.
 
“And? It is not like I’m a virgin and don’t know what a naked man looks like. There is nothing on you that I have not seen on another male before.” Miniya tells him.
 
Fernando starts to take off his outer layers, folding them up and putting them next to the boxes of food on the sink counter. Once he was in his briefs, he reaches to the sides of the back of the bench, grabs the handle-straps of the latches that held the back of the bench in place, pulls on them and drops the back of the bench back into its bed configuration. He then puts his knee on the bed mattress on the back of the bench. The girls inched their way back towards the rear door for Fernando to get on bed. He lies down on bed in a half seated position with the pillows propped up against the camper wall.
 
Minerva and Miniya crawled their way back to be beside him. He looks at them both.
 
“You spoke to her about what it is you needed to talk her about?” He asks Minerva as he reaches out to her to get her closer to him.
 
Minerva turns her head to Miniya and nods. As Fernando pulls Minerva gently to him, Miniya steps up and climbs into him, facing and straddling him like her twin did before. Minerva inches up to him, lies beside him, and pulls the blanket over them.
 
“Switching places on me?” He says as he turns to face Minerva at his side.
 
Miniya answers before Minerva does, “If you are going to be #$@!ing my sister, you are going to be #$@!ing me too.”
 
“I’m going to dare ask, if I do, is it for the same reasons she wants me to #$@! her that I am going to #$@! you or are in competition with her?” He asks.
 
“Don’t think that I ‘Love’ love you, you did save my life and Tracey’s life from Giovanni taking us and shooting us in the head, so I owe for that and that to save us from him you won us in his own game. And even though Minerva and I are twins, if she is in ‘Love’ with you, I am not, but if she is willing to let her #$@! you, I should be able to let you #$@! me too.” Miniya explains.
 
“Sounds to me that you are confused about your feelings.” He tells her.
 
“I am not confused about my feelings. I just want to know where I am with you and what you are going to do with me as you now own me as with Giovanni before he had me service men as his distraction girl at his private games. Are you going to have me service other men?” She tells and asks him.
 
“I am not going to have you service other men.” He begins to tell her.
 
“So you want me to only service you?” Miniya asks.
 
“If you are going to be in such a relationship with me where we are sharing our bodies, then yes. But I’ll explain it this way – it is to protect me from what diseases others could give you, it protects me from what ideas and plans others could put you in, and it protects me from what children others could impregnate you with.” He tells her.
 
Miniya looks down at him and nods.
 
Minerva throws in asking, “Couldn’t you give her that pill again to cure her of what diseases she might get from another?”
 
“First of all, why should I help out any female that is cheating against me? Second, I already gave you all a pill to cure you and heal you in what life gave you, including such diseases, so you are all clean now and it is up to you to remain clean. And finally, again, I gave you all a pill, giving you more can get you sick as part of the pill is a poison to deal with the diseases, but too much of that poison can act on you can get you sick and even kill you. So only one pill unless it is an emergency.” He tells her.
 
“What would be an emergency that I would need another pill?” Miniya asks.
 
“If you were shot, stabbed or poisoned, and near death would be the only time I would give you a second pill. But there will never be a third pill.” He tells her. Miniya looks down at him and nods before letting out a sigh. He asks, “Something wrong?”
 
“You’re too good to be true. You come here, and start a war with Giovanni, save me and Tracey from being shot in the head by him and his men, took on Hector and the Lawmen, rescued my sister and Abi from the Lawmen, gave us a medicine that healed us from those things life did to us, brought in an army, killed Hector’s Cold Blooded Killers, destroyed his army, destroyed his home, sent him running away, rescued many of us in trouble, fed the kids Min was taking care of, gave them things they needed, protected us from the storm and from those Wessen Haters and it just keeps on going.” Miniya explains.
 
“And all that is making you confused about your feelings towards me?” He asks.
 
She just scowls at him for the moment.
 
He reaches up with his pointed index finger to between her B+ cup breasts, “I do not want your heart, only you can give me that if you so want. But I want your trust and respect and I will return it back to you many times over.”
 
“If you want my pussy, you might get my heart. If you get my heart, you might get my respect and trust. If you get my respect and trust, I expect it to be returned if you want me to continue giving all that to you.” Miniya explains.
 
“Right now, you’re the one on top of me. I do not expect you to obey my every command, I do expect you to do what is right – right for everyone even if it wrong for you. In turn, everyone, especially I will do right for you.” He tells her.
 
Miniya looks down at him before she says, “Don’t think that there is something connected to this.”
 
“Connected to what-*?!” He asks before she literally forces an intimate kiss on him, for the first few seconds lasting as she pressing her lips hard on his before letting up on the pressure a bit and opening a bit to allow her tongue to lick the edge of his lips for a moment before he reaches with his tongue to meet hers. Their tongues wrestle against each other for around a minute when he reaches to the side of her chest and lightly squeezes her breasts from the sides before she pushes off on him, his hands slipping down and forward still holding onto her breasts.
 
She just looks at him before reaching up to her bra covered breasts and takes his hands off them. Unlike Minerva who is absolutely sure on her feelings, Miniya is unsure of what she is feeling and at the same time in denial of what she maybe feeling if it were love or attraction to him.
 
He looks up at her before saying, “You say one thing, but do another.” Miniya wants to tell him something but he interrupts her thought, “So how far do you want to it?”
 
“What do you mean, how far do I want to take it?” Miniya asks.
 
“Just that – You started with the kiss, now how far do you want to take it? You want to leave where it is, you want to #$@!, what will it be?” He asks.
 
“Where do you want to take it?” She asks.
 
“In truth?” He asks.
 
“Yes, in truth.” She says, hesitating for a second and interrupting him from answering, “If you want me to service you, you can say so and I will do it.”
 
“As much as that sounds tempting, how about you relax and put your head down on me as I am tired and need to relax, which your sister already knew I was tired.” He tells her.
 
“Oh.” Miniya replies before turning to face her sister how nods at her. She then turns to face Fernando as she presses her crotch up against his, “But, you’re hard and stiff down there.”
 
“I’m not the type of guy that would have my own dick rule over me and what I do. So in short, yes, I am wanting of you, your sister or any other female I am not related too, but I am also too tired to perform well for you. I need my rest from all those things you say I did in helping others here including you.” He tells her.
 
“Still. If you want me to service you, you can just stay where you are and I’ll do all the work for you depending on how you want to be serviced.” Miniya tells him.
 
“No.” He tells her. He puts an arm behind her back to pull her to rest against him, which turns out to be a struggle to do so but eventually she lies down against him with the side of her face against his chest. Once she has her head against his chest, he adds, “If you and I are going to go through sexual coupling and intercourse, I want you to be comfortable with it and to be willing and accepting of it like a lover should and not be accepting it as a job needed to be done like some prostitute.”
 
Miniya lifts herself up off him slightly and looks at him, eventually asking, “What do you mean by that?”
 
“Like I tell others that share my bed with me I will tell you, ‘Sex is easy, Love is hard.’ Any two or more people can connect to have sex, even with animals. In fact a male dog is willing to #$@! any female that rears her ass to him, you think there is any connections or emotions coming from the dog to whoever he’s plowing his cock into? Again, he would not care. Same applies to any male person to any female person out there. If I would have been somebody else, you would have been on your knees sucking my dick or bent over the pool table while I #$@! your pussy or ass at Giovanni’s and put on a bigger sex show than they ever seen while I still had beaten Giovanni at his own game.” He explains partly before letting out a sigh and continue, “I prefer to have some sort of connection and emotions with the girl I am going to sexually active with. That includes you. But if you just want a relationship without emotions or connections with it just being raw sex between you and I, we can have that too. The choice is yours.”
 
Miniya just looks at him for a moment, thinking of something to say. She eventually come up with, “Whether it is with emotions and connections or not, sex is a service. Whether it is paid for or given for free, it is still a service, one we females must abide to you males as it is a ‘Man’s World’ and you men rules. We females have to do as you tell us of there will be consequences for us to face.”
 
“You are putting you females on a lower status than men when women and men are equals. In fact the army is led by a woman and many of her officers are women, though there are several male officers in the army as well, but men and women work together as equals in General Jastrey’s army. What sex between those in the army or with those outside the army is not a service to anyone. Sex is something you go to the store to get, though some of you females make it so. I understand that you had been Giovanni’s Distraction Girl for so long that you see sex as a service, and I can respect that. But I’m taking you out of that life and put you in a life where you are free to do as you want, and even #$@! who you want. But as I said before, if you and I are going to be #$@!ing then you cannot #$@! anybody else other than me in order to protect me from those things I stated before. If you can deal with me being your only lover, then I will treat you as an equal and give you those things you need to make yourself better. In short, if we are going to have anything, it will be with emotions and connections in order to have trust and respect between us. But the moment you start messing around with other men, start servicing them like the Distraction Girl you once were, then you will be left off at wherever we are at because I am not going to be disrespected like that. I am not going to shoot you, I am not going to kill you, but I will leave you behind like garbage. If you do not want to be abandoned like trash, then do not ever cross the line with me and I will not treat you like trash.”
 
“But... what if things do not work out?” Miniya asks.
 
“You have the right to walk away from what I have to offer. It is your choice. But if you leave us, you do not have the right to try to destroy us. Make any more to take us down and I will take you down like I did with Hector.” He tells her, then asking, “Decide now, you want to be with us or you want to stay behind. Whether I own you or not, I’m giving you a choice now as I will never give you a choice like this ever again. So decide now.”
 
Miniya remains there thinking.
 
“Miniya, decide that you are going to stay, even if he owns you. If it were me, knowing who he is and what he can and will do for me, I would not mind being owned by him as he would be giving me so much when I would do on my own in this shot hole of a town. And if you leave, where would you go? Back to Giovanni or any of his business friends and become a Distraction Girl again? You really want that?” Minerva tells her.
 
“I’ll stay.” Miniya replies, pausing for a second, “We can connect sexually but connecting emotionally will take some time. But for my twin and I, I will do what I can for you.”
 
“I am not questioning your sexual history as a Distraction Girl or even before then, but I am letting you know that in giving you the pill to cure and heal you, your sexual status has been turned back to near virgin state, so sex for you and the others I give the pill to will be painful at first like you were a virgin.” He explains.
 
“Then that would be a treat for you for taking a couple of virgins like me and my sister.” Miniya taints him.
 
“You might enjoy it yourself being tight again and taking in a big dick like I have.” Fernando taunts her.
 
“No disrespect to you, but I seen and had bigger, but they were not human as they were Horse Wessen and other Wessens. But for a human I can say you’re the biggest I seen and felt against me, and one day be in me. Maybe today that can happen.” Miniya points out.
 
“One day but not today.” He tells her.
 
“Besides you being tired, which I say that I could do the work for you, why not today?” Miniya asks.
 
“Today will be a day for us to see how we will connect for one. Two, I do not want others to see or even think of us being intimate with each other while here and then take you or Minerva and use your capture against me. With the Wessen Hating Motorcycle Gang camped not too far away from here that is very possible. I would be very pissed off if anything were to happen to either of you two.” He tells her.
 
“You would really do that, for us? For me?” Miniya asks.
 
“Yes, why would I not?” He asks.
 
“Because we’re Wessens and a Wessen’s life is not worth a thing.” Miniya tells him.
 
“Minerva, remember being in Center Town?” Fernando asks.
 
“Yes... why?” Minerva asks.
 
“One of the laws in most places is ‘if found guilty of raping a female person, the sentence of punishment is life.’ Meaning if you rape a girl or a woman and are caught by the lawmen of the Center Town, after seeing the judge, you will be sentenced to death.” Fernando explains.
 
“It is like that everywhere. Rape a Female Human, and you will be killed.” Miniya points out.
 
“In Center Town and in a few other places who agreed on the treaty I created, that extends to Female Wessens. So if you, being a Female and a Wessens, were raped and your rapist is caught, they get the Death Sentence.” He explains.
 
“No way!” Miniya says.
 
“Yes way...” Fernando tells her.
 
“But how, why?” Miniya asks.
 
“Because Wessens are Humans. That is why.” He explains.
 
“How is that possible?” Miniya asks.
 
“Simple, as I explained it to Minerva, I will explain it to you.” He begins, “Wessen are humans who had their life and properties purges and taken to a Lab Town where the Spirits turn the humans into Wessens and sell them into slavery. Now, if Wessens were not humans, even though humans have sex with Wessens, they can have children. You two are proof of that. If Wessens did not come from Humans, even though Humans would have sex with Wessens, they would not be able to have children. Like Humans having sex with animals like dogs, they would not be able to have children from that sex no matter how much sex the human and the dog has. That is the proof that Wessens are Humans and not a separate animal from humans like dogs are separate from humans. That is how it is possible.” Fernando explains.
 
“But...” Miniya tries to interject.
 
“No butts, Miniya. Wessens are Humans, that makes you, a child from a Human and Wessen sexual union, Human.” He tells her.
 
Miniya sits there wondering on the revelation exposed to her. For most of her life, she had never had been treated like this before, as an equal to a human. She has always been treated as something less, less than a slave though she was owned by others in the past including Giovanni, something less than human, something slightly more than an animal like livestock, domesticated house pet, or service animal. The only time she was treated as an equal was by another Wessen, one who was not in some pecking order that her past owners had put her through.
 
She looks down at herself, though it looks like she is looking at the space in between them or to see where their crotches meet. In the least she is confused, trying to find an answer that is not there for her.
 
He looks up at her and asks, “Still confused?”
 
“Wessens are not Humans.” Miniya says.
 
“If that were true, you and your sister would not exist because Wessens and Humans not be able to have children though they can #$@! all they want, but yet there you two are – a Human/Wessen Hybrid.” Fernando tells her.
 
She looks at him but does not say a word.
 
“If you were not Human, as a Wessen Animal, though the parts are there for sex, it would only happen one way – doggie style. But as Humans, as a Wessen, it is possible for you to do all those things one human can do for another in terms of sex: Oral, vagina, anal, and all the possible positions to do it in, especially in the work you did as a Distraction Girl. You would not be here straddling me. You would not have a chance of getting pregnant if we did it. Furthermore, as a human you would be able to talk, think, feel and understand like a human can. You would just bark, meow, cluck, growl, crow like any other animal. You would not be here thinking about and being part of this situation, just letting it happen as it happens with no say whether you like it or not. And finally as it is said in the good book, ‘god made man in his image,’ you are in god’s image – 2 arms, 2 legs, a head, face, body, and all the parts in their proper places like any other human and most importantly, in god’s image. If any of that does not say you are human, I do not know what will.” He tells her.
 
She continues to look down at herself, thinking what was told to her.
 
“If you were not Human, you would not be here confused with such thoughts and feelings. You would not be able to think about sex with me or anyone else. You would not question your feelings. As an animal, you would be loyal to me because I can lead you to food and water and we would #$@! because I want it and would demand it with you not saying word about it but take off your panties and lifting up that ass so I can get access to what you got.” He tells her. He lets her think for a moment before throwing in, “As a friend, and not as a pet, I would do for you as I can to protect you and keep you safe and secure. All I ask is for that trust and respect to be given back, to do as I tell you to do because what I need you to do could save your life or somebody else’s life. People do not own other people, people do not have slaves, people do not make other people as their pets. If you have feelings for me, I hope that they are good ones so I can give back to you what you give me.”
 
She eventually looks up at him, “I said you might get my heart if you get my pussy. And in getting my heart, you would get my respect and trust.”
 
He dare asks, “You offering then?”
 
“You’re the Male Human, I’m the Female Wessen. You should be able to take as you so want of me anytime you want.” She tells him.
 
“I can only take it if you allow and offer it.” He tells her.
 
“As a Wessen, and as your property, I have to allow it. And as your property, it is offered even if I do not say it because it is yours to take like candy from the candy jar.”  She tells him.
 
Fernando sighs before he turns to Minerva, “You mind shifting over to the back of the bed?”
 
Minerva nods before she moves over. Fernando then turns to face Miniya.
 
“Don’t complain if you don’t like what I do to you.” He tells her.
 
“Like what are you going to do? You said that you are tired and I’m the one on top...*!” Miniya replies before being thrown over to the side of them, and he gets on top of her and holds down her arms.
 
“Like I said before, never challenge me, never question me. Do as I say as I need you to do. But now you need to be taught who’s the boss here.” He tells her before sitting on his knees, and puts his hands on her knees, splaying them open.
 
“Like what is the big bad human going to do to his little Wessen property?” Miniya mocks him.
 
“What I do with my Wessen Property is on me...” He tells her as he takes a step back on the bed. He then bends down on to her and kisses above her navel, and continues with a trail of kisses down her bare abdomen until he got to the panties waist band, and then continued down her pubis mound though the thin smooth material of her nylon or silk panties. Once at her panty covered labia, he continued kissing and rubbing his tongue against her clitoris and labial cleft.
 
From the first kiss on her navel she complained in asking what he was doing but then starting moaning softly when he starts rubbing her covered labia with her tongue. It only took her a few minutes to be reaching her climax, shorter in time than what Minerva had earlier before. Fernando continues with his oral onslaught on her private region during and after her climax and can feel her building to a second one. But before she can, he sits up on his knees. She lies there on her back with a half cross-eyed look on her face with a hand pulling her hair and her other hand grasping at the bed’s blanket. Minerva slowly makes her way on her knees to be side Fernando, both of them looking at Miniya.
 
Looking down at her, Fernando throws at her, “Do I now have your respect and trust?”
 
Reality slowly creeps into Miniya’s mind before she realizes that both Fernando and Minerva are looking down at her. She can only respond with “Huh?”
 
Fernando repeats himself, “I said ‘Do I now have your respect and trust?’”
 
Miniya looks up at her twin sister as she nods at her. Miniya then turns to Fernando and nods slightly and slowly at him.
 
He taunts her, “Welcome to the real world, Miniya.” He then turns to Minerva as he steps over Miniya to be in between them, “I’m going to lie down for a while. What you two do is on you.”
 
“OK.” Minerva says as he shifts the pillow to the center of the bed and then crawls under the blanket. Once he is under the blanket, she reaches over and covers her twin sister with it on her side before covering herself as well and lies on her side against him. Eventually Miniya recovers enough to realize what is going on and turns on her side to face Fernando and shifts over to be next to him.
 
Less than a minute later Ichigo opens the sliding door of the camper and steps inside. She can only see who she thinks is Minerva, and Fernando behind her.
 
“Couldn’t wait for me?” Ichigo complains as she took off her outer layers and getting on the bed. Then she sees two Minervas and takes a while to realize that one of them is Minerva and the other is her twin Miniya. She stays there for a moment before crawling under the blankets from the feet end and onto Fernando’s legs, making her way to get her head out from under the blankets and straddle him. She then says, “You better not have done anything with of them and not include me.”
 
“First off, where were you? Hondo came with lunch for us to eat. And Minerva needed to talk with her sister, so here she is. I’m tired and later we will be going back to Center Town to pick up more food and the campers for their group. So I need my rest now.” He tells her.
 
Ichigo props herself on her extended arms over him, “Then would you like to eat now or later?”
 
“Unless you are hungry now, we can eat later. Rest first.” He tells her.
 
“Alright then, we will eat later.” She tells him.
 
 
[About Same Time: Harris-Layton Ranch]
 
Russell decides to clean up about the ranch, thinking that one day he and the others would return. He takes a shovel and digs the graves for the dead, while searching what he can and finding a couple of handguns and several rounds for them. He also finds a couple of wallets with old world paper money and small carry sacks silver and gold coins. He also finds a stash of homemade canned foods and supplies in a hidden underground storm shelter he brings out for Tammy and the girls. Though he packs up much of it in the tractor and hay cart, he sends some to the others, keeping track of how much there is to carry and eaten and hope it will last a few days, though what is stored could last them week if they decide to hold out in the storm shelter.
 
While the girls are hiding in the wine cellar and taking in the food and water he had brought to them, he goes out to the Churchill Ranch and deal with the cleanup of the bodies there. Like with the cleanup of the Harris-Layton Ranch, he buries the bodies at the Churchill Ranch, with the last one buried being Sally Leslie Churchill.
 
Like with the others in the Harris-Layton Ranch, he searches the bodies for money, guns, bullets and papers, finding a few useful items but it was not as much as he hoped.
 
With the bodies buried, Russell goes back to the Harris-Layton Ranch to wash up and join the survivors of his little family for a bite to eat, some time to rest and some more work to their escape vehicle he hope will get them to someplace safe.
 
 
[Same Time: Junk Town 98357, near what was Salt Lake City, Utah]
 
Things in the piles have become uneasy, especially with Nicolaz losing two of his Panty Boys to the Mine Master though he blames Francisco for what happened. Francisco on the other hand does not care. Nicolaz has been a bully to many on the piles and in the dorms since his arrival a few short years ago with the Old Man Mine Master died and his son took over the position. What also dies was the deal Francisco had with the Old Man about buying his freedom to leave junk town, but his son does not recognize such deals and refuses to pay anyone for their hard work though Francisco managed to make a deal where payment is continued but they have to pay for services like room, board and other services.
 
Francisco walks about the rear of the dorms and when he sees the coast is clear, he makes a way to his hidden workshop. For the time being he works on his tricycle and pack up to put away a few things he gathered into the storage of his vehicle and camper. After some time passing less than a couple of hours, he returns to the dorms, looking around to make sure he is not being followed or observed.
 
But in thinking that he would be followed by a guard or one of Nicolaz’s Panty boys, he does not see that he was followed. As they see Francisco walk towards the dorms, they go into his hidden workshop, finding his escape vehicle: the Tricycle and a small Tear Drop Camper.
 
“Look at what we got here...” One of them says to the other as if they found something of great value. Maybe it is to the right person.
 
“I don’t know Tamara, we should leave things alone before we get caught.” The other says to the first.
 
“Relax Darlene. If Francisco is planning on escaping, we will make him take us with him.” Tamara tells her companion, “Now let’s go before the guards start looking for us.”
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[Around 2:00 – 4:00 : Junk Town 98357, near what was Salt Lake City, Utah]
 
Francisco checks a few piles near his hidden workshop, finding a wreck of a pickup truck. He finds a few things that could be useful, but most importantly he found a Midland CB Radio in the dash and works quickly to remove it. The radio looks fine and might be a working unit but he decides to use it as a trade in, as in breaking into the electronics workshop and swapping it with a repaired, tested and working unit. The guards seeing him walk in with some electronic device and walk out with what they think is the same device, would leave him alone as they think he is asking if they can use it, to take it to dismantling for its parts, or throw it out as junk. He goes into the workshop and swaps the Midland CB for a small Cobra 19Plus that was on the ‘Repaired & Working’ Pile. He did not care if somebody else caught the heat for the radios being swapped.
 
He preps the vehicle, check supplies and a couple of motorcycle helmets that he found in the pile and cleaned up, putting them on top of the closed storage area behind the rear seat of the tricycle. He then begins to fills a couple of jugs with water and stores them in the galley area of the tear drop camper.
 
As it approached 5:00, he goes back to his hidden workshop, being careful to look out for anyone following him. Back in his workshop, he works on putting the CB Radio between his tricycle’s handle bars above the gauges. Needing an antenna, he sneaks out to the pile with the pick-up truck to look for an antenna and any other items he might need. In minutes he was back finishing his installation and back on his way to the dorms.
 
Along the way to the dorms, he finds Maria at the clothes lines taking down dried items to be sorted and given to the laundry ladies to sort out and be given back to their owners.
 
He steps up to her, “Hello Maria. How’s things?”
 
“Things are as they are, you know.” Maria replies.
 
“That’s good.” Francisco steps closer to her. He gets within a couple of feet of her, “I think I am ready to make my escape tonight. I’ll come get you at around 10o’clock and wait for you. If you do not show up then I will go on my own.”
 
“I’ll try to be up and out at that time.” Maria replies.
 
“I’ll see you then. Pack up a pillow case with your things in it and bring it and a blanket with you.” He tells her.
 
“I’m scared, scared of getting caught. They will kill us if they catch us.” Maria says, holding back her tears.
 
“It is better to be free and dead than to be in this place.” Francisco says. He throws in, “I’ll see you at around 10.”
 
Maria nods before he starts to walk away.
 
A couple of rows away, unknown to either of them was Tamara and Darlene, checking out the various items on the clothes lines.
 
“You heard that, Darlene. They are going to make their escape tonight... We better get ready and get to his workshop with his escape ride before Maria does. That hoe. Probably gave him some pussy to get the chance to get out of here...” Tamara says.
 
“What if Francisco does not want to take us?” Darlene asks quietly.
 
“He better or I’m snitching to the Mine Master!” Tamara tells her. Silence hangs between them for a moment before Tamara, “We better pack up a pillow case with our things and a blanket like he says, then we go to his escape ride at 10.”
 
“I have bad feelings about this...” Darlene says.
 
“Hey, it is like Francisco said, better to be free and dead than to be in this place.” Tamara says, thinking for a moment, “Especially since the Mine Master has chosen somebody else besides me to be his favorite Service Girl.” She then lets out with a slight growl, “Oooo... That Nikka, I swear! She is such a freaking hoe!”
 
Darlene looks down at her feet, for to be the Mine Master’s favorite service girl, one has to be a hoe to abide by his wishes.
 
[2:00; Flight Town.]
 
The horns that knocked down the walls of Jericho are heard echoing from the highway as one feels a slight but continuous rumble under their feet. From the blind curve that hides Flight Town a large Abrams Tank rumble down the highway with a long convoy of troop and armed vehicles following it. On top of tank stands a lone figure with their arms crossed under their breasts. The 4-stars on the helmet they are wearing signals that General Jastrey has arrived into Flight Town, and she is going to make sure who is naughty and who is nice!
 
A couple of Biker Gang members blocking the road thinking they can collect a toll sees this behemoth of an armored vehicle rolling towards them and they decide to leave the area immediately. General Jastrey continues her roll down the highway, turning into the Western side where the Blimp parking area is at along with Convoy parking lot. She parks the tank in the middle of the Blimp parking area while the other vehicles roll into the Convoy Parking lot and those that can not fit in to park with General Jastrey’s tank. She gets out of the armored vehicle and walks to the command center of the convoy parking lot. A few Lab Town Lab Rats and their Medical Drones follow her. As she walks into the parking lot, the soldiers at the gate stand at attention and salute her.
 
She stops by the gate and asks where are the following people: Major Moynihan, Medical Officer Fernando G. and Technical Officer Hondo Sackett. They give their answers to the best of their abilities before General Jastrey tells them to carry on with their duties and she heads off to the Command Officer’s tent.
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Reply #2898 - Nov 23rd, 2022, 4:52pm
 
[Late Morning Hours – 9:30ish AM, Mitsuminejinja Shinto Temple Shrine – Japan]
 
The Lone Figure wakes in his room, with his two female companions, one on each side of him still asleep. It took him a while to fully wake up, but he really did not remember a time in which waking up was easy. After a bit, with a sigh and a groan he slipped out from under the covers, squinting slightly in the dim room as his focus cleared, making sure they were indeed alone. Satisfied that all was secure for the moment, he stood up and stepped over his companions as he headed to the chair where his clothes lay neatly folded.  
 
As he dressed he noticed their breakfast had been delivered along with a local morning newspaper. Once dressed, he walked over and picked up his coffee and the paper, taking a deep drink of the warm, bitter brew before glancing at the paper. He frowned and looked into the cup at the light brown liquid inside and muttered to himself about it lacking any real strength. Though the locals made a good tea, they left a lot to be desired when it came to a good cup of coffee.  
 
He turned his attention to the paper, seeing their handywork being on the front page. As he read his two companions stirred, and the shorted blond one sat up first and looked at him.
 
“Everything alright?” She asked
 
The lone figure nodded, “No worse off than it was when we went to bed, at least… You and Min should get up and start the day. Breakfast is here if you are hungry now.”
 
“I’d rather bathe first.” A groggy voice replied from under a blanket, where his redheaded wessen companion was still hiding from the day.
 
“A bath does sound good.” Ichigo replied.
 
“That is fine. I have some business to discuss with the cowboy, so if you two should take his companion with you, so we can talk alone.” The lone figure said, not taking his eyes from the paper as he talked.  
 
Minerva sat up and frowned, “Do we really have to not use names here? I thought the monastery was safe??”
 
“Even as safe as it is, we cannot be too careful. We do not have much time left to fix things, so we cannot afford to be sloppy.” The lone figure replied a bit coldly.
 
Minerva sighed, “I know just…”
 
“It’s not been easy on anyone, but you know it’s only for our safety.” Ichigo interrupted her, before she dug herself any deeper.
 
Minerva sighed again, “Yeah. I know.”
 
The lone figure glanced at them briefly before heading to the partition door between the rooms, shaking his head slightly. As much as he cared for them, they still tried his nerves and patients at times.  
 
“Get ready, as she should be over shortly.” The lone figure said.
 
They only nodded as he knocked on the partition door, opening it before a reply was given.
 
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In the other dimly lit room, H.I. Sackett sat drinking his coffee as he stared at the blanket covered figure on the bed. He did not have the time to think on it too deeply, as this very world relied on them fixing things to avoid its destruction, and they only had a year left, but something was off about his companion.
 
 To some a year sounds like a long time, but when you have spent almost 50 years battling something and still not having won, a year definitely would seem more like a minute then. Though he had not aged much physically, other than gaining a few scars that never seemed to completely fade, he felt old. They had all gone through a lot and it was hard not to let one’s self grow bitter over the years, and impossible not to grow harder, there was a few things he still cared about in this old, messed up, chaotic world. He had family, children and grandchildren even. If the world continued to exist great-grandchildren would not be far away even. He had lost a lot too, friends, Children, a wife, and more… For that he hated part of what he was trying to save. Most would have given up or given in long ago, but he still fought, he and Fernando that is. There was no one else that had fought as long and hard as they had, but if there was any winning this, he knew they were the only ones who could. Some might condemn him of being boastful if he told them that, but that was not pride but knowledge of a fact. Still, though they alone were the only ones capable of pulling off a miracle of this magnitude, he knew they could not do it alone.  
 
Raven meant a lot to him, as Ichigo and Minerva did to Fernando. Though they expressed themselves differently, they both relied on their companions a lot, for back-up, assistance, care, and much more. They took care of things so they could move fast, made sure meals were prepared, worked their magic to lower their stress levels, and made the dark cold nights not seem so lonely.  
 
Though they were not technically married to them, they did more than the typical wives, and the bond they shared was deeper than most, strong bonds made in trials of fire that could not be made any other way. Because of this, they knew each other better than most did and even after all that had happened, something was wrong with his companion.
 
Raven claimed she had some memory loss from their ordeal, and he tried to chalk it up to that, but something in him told him it was more than that. Though he knew it was Raven, it was still as if she was a different person. The first time the slept together she clung to him in her sleep, and she had ever since. Ever since until after the ordeal that saw them both almost dead. Last night like every night since, she either stayed completely away from him, or pulled away in her sleep, if he had tried to hold her when they first crawled into bed. To some this might seem inconsequential, but to him it set off alarm bells.
 
He ran over scenarios in his mind of what could be wrong, as he stared at her sleeping form, but nothing made sense. He shook his head with a sigh after a bit, knowing that as much as he cared, there were bigger things at stake.  
 
He sat back and ran over details of where they could have missed information when in China, losing the concept of time as he ran over what they had gone through and what had gone wrong. A knock on the door interrupted his thinking, though he was not sure how much time had passed, and he looked up to see the lone figure enter the room, newspaper in one hand and coffee in the other.
 
Raven stirred at the knocking sound and sat up sleepily as the door opened. She gasped at the sight of the lone figure entering and pulled the blanket up to her neck.  
 
“Wha.. what’s going on!” She exclaimed, somewhat groggily, her face turing red from embarrassment.
 
The lone figure raised an eyebrow at her in surprise at her reaction. He had been her doctor and mended her wounds on more than one occasion. On top of that they had all traveled together and often had to camp or sleep in places with little to no privacy. IT’s not that they all danced nude together or anything, but they had been around each other enough to no flinch at seeing one of the others in a state of being less than dressed and learned to go about their business being relatively unphased.
 
“The cowboy and I need to talk.” The lone figure replied a bit hesitantly, mainly because he was trying to process her reaction.
 
H.I. Sackett sighed and nodded, “Darlin’, maybe you should go with the other gals for a bit.”
 
The lone figure nodded, “That would be best… They are going to bath if she wants to join them.”
 
Raven looked up at H.I. Sackett with a frown, “Do I have to?”
 
He sighed and nodded, “Please do.”
 
She looked down and sighed before nodding. She reached out from under the blankets and grabbed a shirt, ducking under the covers to pull it on. Once it was on, she wrapped a light blanket around her and scurried off, like a scared puppy into the other room.
 
“She alright?” The lone figured asked.
 
H.I. Sackett sighed, “I think nearly dyin’ messed with her a bit. She’s been a bit off ever since, but I reckon it’s a wonder most of us aren’t batty from all the shit we’ve gone through.”
 
“I can give her a check-up if I need to.” The lone figure offered, knowing she meant a lot to his friend.
 
H.I. Sackett shook his head, “I don’t think it’s physical… besides we have a world to save an’ not enough time to do it as is.”
 
“Speaking of that, we made the headlines again.” The lone figure sai as he handed him the paper.
 
H.I. Sackett looked at it and shook his head, “Still can’t read that gibberish…. They suspect us?”
 
“No. They are looking into it all, but nothing says we are even on their radar for this.” The lone figure replied.
 
H.I. Sackett nodded, “Well, then what’s next.”
 
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As Raven left she closed the door behind her and looked up to see Ichigo wearing an open bathrobe with nothing underneath and Minerva to be sitting on the floor in just panties.
 
“Min, come on! Get up already!” Ichigo chided.
 
“Aren’t you suppose to not use names here?” Minerva growled, still not fully awake yet.
 
Raven blushed a bit and turned away.
 
“Oh, Raven! You going to go bath with us?” Ichigo asked
 
“So, you can use names, but I can’t??” Minerva growled, but Ichigo ignored her.
 
Raven glanced at her briefly before looking down and turning redder yet.
 
“I … I don’t have a bathing suit.” She mumbled.  
 
Ichigo squinted and looked at her like she was speaking gibberish, “Bathing suit? What are you talking about??”  
 
“We’ve not wore bathing suits when bathing together for a long time… You alright, Raven?” Minerva asked sleepily.
 
“You’re not supposed to use names!” Ichigo scolded.
 
“Well you have! Minerva said, standing up quickly.
 
“What should we call each other then? Call her kitten and you fluff-butt!” Ichigo exclaimed in an annoyed tone.
 
Minerva turned to try to look at her own backside, “My butt isn’t that fluffy, is it?”
 
Ichigo sighed, “Fine, we can use names, but only here but we can’t use their names, alright. They are hunted, we aren’t.”
 
“I thought Raven was?” Minerva asked.
 
“You’re right. Maybe we will have to call her kitten.” Ichigo said with a frown.
 
“I’m hunted??” Raven asked, looking a bit scared.
 
“Are you sure you’re alright?” Ichigo asked.
 
Raven shrugged, “I… I don’t know… me and .. um … him  were almost killed.”
 
“They managed to almost kill cowboy?!? They must have been something else to almost get him!” Minerva exclaimed.
 
“Who was it?” Ichigo asked
 
Raven shook her head, “I… I don’t know! I can’t remember much! I… I lost a bunch of my memories when it happened!!”
 
Raven tried to hold back from crying, but was losing the fight.
 
“You poor dear.” Ichigo said as she rushed forward and gave Raven a hug. Raven when stiff though, causing Ichigo to let her go early.
 
“What’s wrong?” Ichigo asked. “Did you forget us?”
 
Raven looked down sheepishly and shrugged, “I.. I sort of remember you a little, but… its all fuzzy.”
 
“Were all friends, almost like sister!” Minerva replied.
 
“But… you were arguing a bit ago.” Raven said slowly.
 
Ichigo shrugged, “even sister bicker… though saying Min and I are like sisters is a little creepy since… you know.”
 
Raven shook her head.
 
“Her and I share …” She paused and looked around before whispering “… the medic.”
 
“Who? … that other guy?” Raven asked.
 
Ichigo and Minerva looked at each other worriedly before looking back at Raven.
 
“Yeah, that other guy.” Ichigo said with a nod.
 
“He saved us… I think.” Raven said.
“Sounds like him.” Minerva replied.
 
“You bring clothes?” Ichigo asked.
 
Raven shook her head, “No, that other guy… the medic? … he kicked me out before I could.”
 
They looked at each other again in confusion. They knew the lone figure could be a bit short at times, especially when it was serious, but there was no emergency so they could not imagine him not letting her grab clothes.
 
“You have a bathrobe at least?” Ichigo asked
 
Raven shook her head, “No.. I.. We didn’t have time to grab much and he… the cowboy you called him? … he seems to like me without clothes.”
 
Minerva snickered, “I think that’s normal. The medic likes us without clothes too!”
 
“And we like him without, so what’s the problem?” Ichigo asked Minerva dryly.
 
Minerva shrugged, “I don’t see a problem with it.”
 
Ichigo just shook her head and turned back to Raven.
 
“Well, that blanket isn’t going to do.” She said.
 
“She can borrow my bathrobe.” Minerva offered.
 
“Then what are you going to do?” Ichigo asked.
 
Minerva shrugged, “I dunno. I can go without.”
 
Ichigo shook her head, “You know that improper here! Besides, you might give one of the old monks a heart attack!! Just because they stay celibate doesn’t mean they don’t get horney at times!”
 
Minerva scowled, “Well, I guess I can borrow one of his extra shirts. We need to do laundry again anyway in case we have to leave in a hurry.”
 
Ichigo sighed, nodding after a moment, “*Sigh* …. I guess that will work.”
 
Minerva grabbed her bathrobe and chucked it at Raven, who caught it with her face, as she did not want to drop the blanket. As Minerva dug out one of the lone figure’s shirts Ichigo nodded at Raven.
 
“Put it on and leave everything else here.” She said.
 
Raven’s blush deepened again as she nodded hesitantly, turning around first before quickly dropping the blanket and pulling off her shirt before slipping the bathrobe on.
 
“Leave your underwear too! No sense carrying them back and exciting one of the old guys.” Minerva said as she slipped on the shirt and slipped off her panties.
 
Raven just clutched the robe to herself and stared at them both, wide eyed.
 
“Kitten, we’ve done this hundreds of times, but if you’re uncomfortable…” Ichigo said to her, frowning with worry.
 
“I’d like to keep on my panties, please.” Raven replied quietly as she hung her head in shame.
 
Ichigo looked over at Minerva who shrugged in response.
 
“That’s fine.” Ichigo replied.
 
“I… I don’t have a towel.” Raven said softly.
 
“They have some in the bathing room.” Minerva replied.
 
Ichigo tied her robe shut and nodded for Minerva to pull the shirt around her, as she put an arm around Raven and lead her to a door at the far end of the room.
 
“Just stick with us and we will take care of you.” Ichigo said.
 
Once out of the room they walked down a long hall, passing only one older monk who acted like he did not see them, but the slight smile on his wrinkled old face said otherwise, though the three did not seem to notice or care. Once in the bathing room Ichigo tossed her robe onto a hook on the wall and headed for the shower while Minverva started hat water flowing into a large relaxing tub, pouring in a little soap to start a layer of bubbles. Raven stood there staring at the floor as they went about their routines.  
 
After Ichigo had washed up she shut the shower off and climbed into the tub, setting back with a sigh as she as she settled into the hot, foamy water. Minerva started the shower again and sat down on the showering stool, looking over at Raven as she started to wash.
 
“If you strip down we can wash each others backs.” Minerva offered.
 
Raven shook her head quickly, “N.n.no thank you. I’ll wait.”
 
Minerva shrugged as she turned back to finish washing. Once done she shut the shower off and went to join Ichigo in the tub. Once in, BOh of them looked over at raven, who moved the shower stool closer to the corner of the room. Once she moved that she carefully took her robe off, with her back to the other two, and covered her breasts with her free arm. She left her panties on as she sat down to shower, keeping her back to the others and cleaning herself through her underwear.
 
Minerva looked at Ichigo with a worried look.
 
“Something’s really wrong.” She said sofly.
 
“I know… do you think we should talk to him?” Ichigo asked in a whisper.
 
“I think we should talk to him and the cowboy… I know the cowboy doesn’t like us very much, but… she really has me worried.” Minerva replied softly.
 
Ichigo nodded, “She has me worried too, but if she’s like this with us, she has to seem odd to him. How could he not know?”
 
Minerva shrugged, “I don’t know… You know what they go through.. they don’t tell us a lot but you know what I mean… maybe he’s blinding himself to it so he can do his job?”
 
Ichigo looked at her with a raised eyebrow, “You can be awful air headed at times, but sometimes you sound really smart.”
 
Minerva wrinkled her nose, “Thanks… I think.”
 
Ichigo ignored her, “We’ll talk to them as soon as we can. Something is definitely not right.”
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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 #2899 - Nov 24th, 2022, 12:05am
 
In the Commander’s tent, General Jastrey is given the rundown of issues, battles and casualties of maintaining a presence in Flight Town, with Major Moynihan thinking that she could persuade her to giving up this mess of a town. But it fails as Flight Town is a key city for control of the area and connection to other ports by airships, a fact that Major Moynihan has ignored or missed. In the explanation, General Jastrey was shown the decapitated heads and bodies of the Cold Blooded Killers.
 
“Days ago we almost had a major loss of troops due to these... ‘THINGS!’ They are invisible to IR, and travel slowly and silently, you would not know they were there until they are on top of you!” Major Moynihan explains.
 
“So, who and how they were dealt with?” General Jastrey asks.
 
Major Moynihan sighs, knowing that if she lies that her troops took care of them, she would be caught in that lie. She relents on the truth to come out in her words, “How, I do not know, but who, it was Fernando G. and Hondo Sackett. They ran into them and as you can see, dealt with them accordingly.”
 
General Jastrey knows of the Cold Blooded Killers, and knows a lot about them. Even after several days of death, they are still alive on some very low and primitive level, like hibernation and can still act on reflex action if triggered. It would take days if not weeks for their heads and bodies to die out if left in this state. She asks, “Is this all of them, just 12 of them?”
 
“As far as I know, this is all that I know off.” Major Moynihan says.
 
“Keep in mind that there are dozens of them out there, this is just one pack of them as they are mercenaries and kill for no reason at all other than for getting paid, and in their prejudice would rather want the humans to be on their dinner plate. Let’s hope we never seen them again.” General Jastrey tells her. She then tells the Major, “Get the medical crew to chop the hands and feet off and be careful doing so to study the venom they can inject from their claws to perhaps make an anti-venom, take the skins of the bodies to make personal body armor with, and burn the of the rest of the bodies in a huge and hot bonfire. Keep the heads in the jars for now so we can study their oral venom after the head dies. Even dead these things are still dangerous. Where is Medic Fernando G. I want to see him about this and other pressing matters.”
 
“What about the battle with the Wessen Army and the Biker Gang?” Major Moynihan asks.
 
“According to your report, we had few losses to their thousands, we won the battle even though they had the superior numbers and technology on us. Either we got lucky or we are that good. Those who remain are going to join this army and we are going to continue expanding out or they can beg for food like dogs in the streets of Fight Town. The same with the Biker Gang. They either work with us or against us. Work with us and they can reap the rewards of a hard day’s work. Work against us, and they will pay for their crimes. I’m not here to make them say ‘Please,’ I am here to establish justice and tranquility; establish the common defense, Law and Order; so we can enjoy the blessing of freedom and liberty for both Wessens and Humans.” General Jastrey tells her.
 
“Wessens? But they are just animals!” Major Moynihan tells her.
 
General Jastrey turns to face the major and those with her, poking her finger into the lower officer’s chest, “Do not ever cross that line with me, Miss. I was there to witness when Medic G. took a Wessen and with some Old World Technology reverted her to the human she was. Wessens are people who were purged out of their homes and lands by slavers, dragged into Lab Towns against their wills and turned into Wessens to be later sold as slaves and sex toys for another’s amusement by those who purges their homes and way of life. This is why we are out there – to destroy the Lab Towns, stop the purges and bring people back to their homes. With the help of Medic G., we had taken down several Lab Towns and reconnected the cities, towns and villages within a 300 mile area from Center Town and we will expand and secure all that there is before we venture out into No Man’s Land with Medic G. leading the way with his people. So you and everyone else, better get this straight – Wessens are people too as they are as human as you and I are. So what they got fur, scales, funny ears, tails and pointed noses; they were forced into that condition by the Spirits that tried to take over humanity during The Happening and have some humans siding with them to keep humanity down with slavery, destruction of technology and information by giving those who side with them power and wealth. That for as long as I live I am not going to allow. You are either with me on that or you can walk out of this army and go join the other side we are fighting. The choice is yours to make here and now, Major!”
 
“Wessens are Humans?” The Major asks, “What about...?” as she points to the Cold Blooded Killers heads and bodies.
 
“Those are human individuals who sided with the spirits for power, Money and immortality and for it were turned into these ‘Things.’ Now look at them: dead, without power and without money.” General Jastrey points out to her.
 
“So... Hector is a human who had himself into a Wessen for power, money, and immortality? It makes sense now.” The Major says to herself though loud enough for General Jastrey to hear it.
 
“What name did you mentioned?” General Jastrey asks.
 
“Hector. Hector De La Cruz. He used run the Wessen side of this town until Fernando G. chased him out. Then Fernando G. put a million in gold coins for his capture and return to Flight Town.” Major Moynihan explains.
 
General Jastrey pokes at the Major’s Chest “That Fox Wessen Is Wanted At Flight Town For Starting The Riot That Killed James, And For Robbing James Of His Winnings! Fernando Putting Up A Million In Gold Should be Incentive To Find And Drag That Flea Bitten Fox Back To Fight Town To Deal With The Courts There Where I Am To Be Judge, Jury And Executioner In His Trial!”
 
“Huh? Did I miss something?” The Major asks.
 
“James may have been a lonely ass trouble making Wessen but he was true to his word in helping find Val, only to be killed by a riot at the Gambler’s Palace led by Hector. And he is also responsible for starting the riots at Fight Town, and putting a false price on Ichigo’s head which causes that some of the riots looking for her!” The General Jastrey says to her. She throws in, “All that Wessen cares about is killing humans and he does not care as to how it happens!”
 
“But, General, Sir, how do you know all this?!” The major asks.
 
“It took a lot of investigations and many were killed for the answers, but when the answers were found out, it was Hector and somebody called ‘The Grey Lady’ who did all this. Now they both have prices on their heads, with Hector having a price on his dead here and there.” General Jastrey points out. She then throws in, “When captured, I will have them publically hanged for their crimes.”
 
The major looks at in disbelief, as General Jastrey is not one to be quick to anger, but here she is, fuming and about to put somebody to the firing squad if they push her so.
 
The general lets out a long pent up sigh before looking around and asks, “Is this site secured? I can see a few holes in your defense here.”
 
“It is as secure as we can get it. Most of our attacks have been by the front gate and by the rear grassy area where the convoy is parked, and we have our men covering those areas.” The major explains.
 
“What about those teens with arms, they look like they are patrolling without a uniform.”  General Jastrey asks.
 
“They belong to Fernando’s group and they have been on guard here since before we come in to assist with the issues. This is the Day group, there is a night group which has two large dogs with them on patrol.” The major explains.
 
General Jastrey nods before saying, “Good to see them at work then. Spare them no expense in tending to their needs – food, water, fuel, ammo, medical services. They help us, we help them.”
 
“Yes Ma’am.” The major replies.
 
General Jastrey then asks, “Now, what intel you have on the biker gang? Spare no detail.”
 
The major lets out a deep seated sigh before going off on details about the biker gang and what Fernando had to do with the Wessens in the group to hide them in Hondo’s hanger. Of how Fernando had non-army personnel in the medical ward including one of the Biker Gang members, though he helped with healing those severely injured in the Wessen battle, but not the deal that got him in the first place. Of how three of the biker gang members snuck into the camp, killed one of the soldiers and that they were captured but not that Fernando was the one who captured them and had to kill one and wound the other of them during the capture. She is trying her best to make the army look good and take credit away from Fernando and give it to herself and her troops.
 
Though General Jastrey is taking the information in, she is not taking it verbatim. She knows that anything Fernando is involved in, chances are it was he who led the way to get things done but not to seek awards or rewards for getting the job done.
 
General Jastrey changes the subject, “What is the situation with water, food and waste management?”
 
“We have deal with several merchants to help procure food and supplies as cheaply as possible as you will see that things are expensive here. Water is an issue as we have to run a train of four to six jeeps hauling a 55 gallon drum to go to the hanger to get water there from the only spigot there and bring it here.” The Major explains.
 
“We are going to need more water than that.” The General says to her. She thinks for a moment before asking, “Who do I see about getting more water by any means?”
 
The major has to answer honestly, “I do not know.”
 
“Alright. I want an inspection of the troops before I head out to gather intel and speak with Medic Fernando G. and Tech. Hondo Sackett.” General Jastrey says.
 
 
[2PM, Fernando’s electric camper]
 
The sounds of the horns and heavy machinery disturbed and woke everyone up from their rest. Fernando decides to get everyone partially dressed and begin on their meal. He tells Ichigo to bring the meals over the meals, which she does.
 
Opening the bags revealed three of the larger meal boxes with an aluminum cover on them and a wrapped up sandwich. There were also two sweet water juice drinks in bottles and a beer in a bottle. Fernando partly opens the sandwich to reveal that it is a vegetarian sandwich. Wrapping it up again, he hands it over to Minerva before opening up the first of the three meal boxes. The first box was also a vegetarian meal of a salad and a grilled potato with cheese bits on the side, which he recovers and hands over to Minerva along with a bottle of juice to her. The other two were to his surprise amounts to basically a steak dinner: grilled steak, grilled potato and a salad on the side. He shakes his head but hands one of them to Ichigo with a juice drink and he takes the other with the beer.
 
Seeing Minerva sharing her meal with Miniya, he gives his salad to them. For much of the time they ate their meal in silence.
 
Miniya asks over the noise outside of the vehicles and troops going into their placement, “I wonder what is going on outside.”
 
“It sounds like General Jastrey and her army has arrived but they are not due for a couple of days.” Fernando explains.
 
“General Jastrey?” Miniya asks.
 
“The leader of this army from Central Town.” Fernando explains.
 
“Oh.” Miniya replies.
 
Changing subjects, Fernando asks, “Miniya, can you drive a vehicle?”
 
“What you mean?” Miniya replies.
 
“Well, if I gave you the keys to the Medical Jeep, can you drive it?” He asks.
 
“Well, if I have too, yes. It’s been a long time since I drove my father’s truck but I used back then.” Miniya answers.
 
“Minerva says the same thing. So I am entrusting the both of you of driving the Medical Jeeps with the campers before we leave. And just in case, I will have Hondo and I give you two practice with them before we go. Tracey and Abi will have practice too.” He explains.
 
“So, the campers are ours?” Miniya asks.
 
“The campers and the vehicles. But if you want food, fuel and other things, you can help us with our trip to Texas.” Fernando explains.
 
“What about you owning us?” Miniya asks.
 
“You mean as my slave Wessens?” He asks.
 
“Yes.” Miniya replies.
 
“As I explained before and I will explain again; though I have papers that say I own both you and Tracey, you girls are free to do as you please. I will use ‘ownership’ if you get in trouble with local lawmen or some idiot dares to claim ownership over you, the papers I have say that you are my property. Only then will I invoke ownership over you to get you out of trouble. As for telling you to do things for me, I will not demand either of you to service me. I will demand that you all do some work to help support the convoy. Food: getting, preparing, cooking, distributing; Water: getting, bringing; Shopping, Clean Up, and so on. Nothing big or major, just enough to help out and you will get food, fuel and whatever you need.” He explains.
 
“What’s to say that you own me, and Tracey? Or even Minerva and Abi? You have papers on us but not on them. And when Giovanni released us to you, he removed his collars from us, if you have not noticed? Papers are papers, and they can be taken and even destroyed. Something like a collar, that can’t be destroyed so easily.” Miniya explains.
 
“Then let me take it here...” He begins, “Let’s say you and the others are my Wessens as per Roman Laws...”
 
“Roman Laws?” Minerva asks before the others could.
 
“In ancient times, and I am talking thousands of years ago which will include the time Jesus the Redeemer walked on this world, on the other side of the world was a city-nation called Rome. There, like many places, had rules about slavery and ownership of slaves. But their way of doing things was different as most. Slaves there at that time were allowed to act as free as free people but they acted for the sake of the master. They wore a ring on their finger saying who their master was. And they were allowed to conduct business, go to school to enhance their education and skills, and anything else like a free person. And they can buy themselves out of slavery to be a free person. So for you to be my Roman Slave, I have to get you a ring, bracelet or collar to show that you are a slave to somebody and that somebody is me. Now what would you prefer?”
 
“A collar.” Miniya tells him.
 
“Any reason?” Fernando asks.
 
“In Flight Town and many other places, a collar says you are a slave to somebody. Most of the time they do not question is and leave the slave be in order not to get any trouble from the master.” Miniya explains.
 
“You willing to wear a collar?” Fernando asks Minerva.
 
“Yes, if I must.” Minerva answers.
 
“Then you two need to talk to Tracey and Abi about this and I’ll select something for you girls to wear. I just have to make sure that it is tasteful and not gaudy.” He explains.
 
They both nod at him.
 
“Do I have to wear a collar too?” Ichigo asks.
 
Both Minerva and Miniya turn to her and at the same time tell her, “Yes you do!”
 
“But...” Ichigo lets out but trying to be quiet.
 
“It’s been decided.” Fernando tells her.
 
Ichigo whimpers silently.
 
He tells her, “When we are done, put on a robe in case somebody comes knocking.” He then turns to others, “You two put on your EMT uniforms when we are done, but stay here while I step out and see what is going on. I do not want the Wessen Hating Biker Gang to see you guys out there.”
 
He goes back to finishing his meal. Without a word being said, Minerva and Miniya also go back to eating as well. Ichigo, not having much of a choice, goes back to her meal. It takes them a few minutes to finish up. When done with eating, he takes the cardboard and aluminum and places it by the sink to clean later. Ichigo gets her Kimono Robe to put on while Minerva and Miniya put on their EMT uniforms. Fernando puts on his EMT Uniform before he gets up and sits on the edge of the bed. He gets up after putting on his shoes, and then gets his jacket, hat, glasses, firearms and cane. He nods to the girls before opening the sliding door and steps out, closing the sliding door behind him. He looks around before he starts to walk towards the front of his electric camper. There he stands in front of the Medi-Jeep, looking at the addition of troops, vehicles and high end rolling weapons (assorted tanks, wheeled 90 mm M1 anti-aircraft guns, M638 and M648 Canons, etc.). He then looks at his watch.
 
“Heh... 2:30.” Fernando says to himself. He gets into the Medi-Jeep from the passenger door and sits there to observe. There he can see General Jastrey review the troops and talking with the major as they go into the Kharkovchanka All-Terrain vehicle and leaving several minutes later to go into the command tent. He then reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out his Yaesu VX-2 radio to call Hondo.
 
He presses the ‘TALK’ Button on the radio, “Righteous Cowboy, this is the Medic. Come in Righteous Cowboy.”
 
Hondo answers immediately, “I’m here, Medic. What gives?”
 
“General Jastrey and her troops came in from Flight Town and is reviewing the troops here.” Fernando tells her.
 
“I see. Think she will be comin’ my way?” Hondo asks.
 
“Chances are – yes. But I do not know when. She’s reviewing the troops here on this end now.” Fernando tells him.
 
“I’ll get things ready on this end then.” Hondo replies.
 
“Alright then.” Fernando replies, adding, “I’ll see you later today, to get the Campers and some more supplies.”
 
“I’ll see you then.” Hondo replies, throwing in “And thanks for the heads up.”
 
“Anytime. Laters.” Fernando replies.
 
“Laters.” Hondo replies.
 
Fernando puts the little radio into his pocket and continues to observe the happenings from the camp. With the addition of the troops, he notices there is a doubling of the guards doing patrols. After a few minutes he makes his decision. He gets out of the Medi-Jeep and back into his electric camper through the sliding door.
 
Looking at the girls, he tells them, “General Jastrey is in the camp and is doing an inspection of the troops. I’ll be taking you two back to Hondo’s hanger and I need the kids there to behave their best, though I already know that they are at their best giving the situation they are in. But I need them to be able to impress General Jastrey.”
 
They look at each other and said, “Alright.”
 
“And I need to you stay in your EMT Uniforms, if asked, answer that I am training you two to be emergency field medics. Say nothing more and if asked for more, say that you have no answers and they should talk to me. Around 5o’clock, we will go to Center Town to pick up the campers and some more supplies. During that time food should be distributed to the children while we are gone. I will make sure to make arrangements with Ms Ruth and Hondo about this, though Hondo will be with us to get the campers.”
 
Miniya asks, “5o’clock?”
 
Minerva answers, “OK.”
 
Fernando finally gives directions, “Now, I will open the sliding door and step out first, you two will step out one after the other and go to the Medi-Jeep. One will sit in the rear and the other will be front passenger seat. In no time during this are either of you two will go behind me as I am trying to hide you from the Wessen Hating Bikers with my body. At best they will barely see and think you are humans and not Wessens. Then I will go to the driver’s seat and the three of us will go to the Hondo’s hanger to deal with the child before General Jastrey some to inspect the area. After I drop you two off, I will come back here to get Ms Ruth to start on dinner for all of us. I can’t say what will it be but it will be great tasting and good for them. Ichigo, you are to stay in here and do not answer the door to anyone who comes knocking. I will lock the doors. Any questions?”
 
They both look at each other and shake their heads before turning to him and say “No questions.”
 
Fernando replies “Good. Now let’s go.” He then opens the sliding door and steps out of the camper.
 
Miniya steps out first followed by Minerva, heading to the Medi-Jeep. The door opens and Miniya steps inside to the rear seat before Minerva goes in to the front passenger seat. Once they are in, Fernando closes the sliding door and locks it along with the front passenger door; the rear hatch and driver’s front door are already locked. He then walks over to the Medi-Jeep and enters it by the Driver’s door. Once inside, he lets out a sigh before he puts the key in the ignition and turns on the engine. He slowly pulls out of his spot and heads towards the gate at a slow pace to allow foot traffic to go head of him. It takes them a couple of minutes to go through the parking lot gate, and have to drive around the tanks parked in the blimp parking area. Soon they were on the main road to the hangers which also leads to the direct merchant area.
 
He drives for another 50 yards or so before determining that no one is watching them. He pulls out his cane and twists the crystal on the shaft before pressing it. In a flash of light they disappear from their current spot and end up 50 yards from Hondo’s Hanger. Fernando continues driving and in a few seconds pulls up before the hanger. He stops the jeep in its place and turns off the engine. He then steps out of the door, walks to the other side and opens the door for Minerva and Miniya. He gives them both his hand to help them out.
 
They stand behind them as he closes the door and turns around to face them.
 
“Go talk with the kids and get them to clean up their mess so General Jastrey can see how well behaved they are. I can trust they that will do their best, as they have not failed me as I am sure they had not failed you. They can do as they like, like playing games and all but messes must be cleaned up. Now go do as I go speak to Hondo.” Fernando tells them.
 
“Let’s go Min.” Miniya tells her twin before grabbing her arm and hauling her into the hanger.
 
“But... But... But... But...” Minerva complains as she is hauled away.
 
“You can kiss the boyfriend later!” Miniya is heard before dragging Minerva into the hanger.
 
Fernando thinks to himself for a moment, wondering when did he get married. There are other things on his mind but he tries to block it out, preparing for the move to the next couple of towns and having supplies for the trek across No Man’s Land are important in his mind.
 
After a while of silence and knowing that the girls had went their way to do their job, Fernando walks to the hanger. Except for the troops at the door and a crew filling up another 55 gallon drum in their jeep with water, no one from the normal crew was around.
 
He walks to the troops at the door and nod at them. They nod back before he tells them, “Guys, I’m giving you a heads up. General Jastrey just arrived. Tell the other entering and leaving that she is in town. She will be here to inspect the troops like she is at the main camp.”
 
They look at each other for a moment before standing at attention and saluting Fernando, “Yes Sir!”
 
“At ease, fellas. I’m just a medic even though I hold rank over you all, I am not in charge of the troops. But in my eyes you guys did well for me and the convoy. If I can give out awards, I would. But I will put in a good word with the general. So relax and keep up the good work.” Fernando explains. He then asks, “Would any of you know where Hondo is?”
 
One of them steps up, “Not sure, he could be out back, down in the basement or upstairs.”
 
“Alright then, as you were, I’ll go out to the back to look at him. Just inform the other soldiers that the General is in town as they enter and leave for water. See ya guys later.” Fernando tells them before he goes to the back behind the hanger in search of Hondo, though in truth, he is not sure what to tell him other than all that has been said so far. Perhaps in its own truth, he just wants to avoid General Jastrey for the time being.
 
 
[9:45AM, Mitsuminejinja Shinto Temple Shrine – Japan]
 
The lone figure and the cowboy discuss their future plans of contacting another source for the Anti-Spirit Drug, looking at the radio and computer equipment they have for some possible options.
 
“Heh... before The Happening, we were on the verge of creating artificial minds with these things. Now here we are, working and hoping these things hold on that much longer before they crash.” The lone figure says.
 
“Stupid Scientists were on the verge of bein' god on the technological sense, they needed to be reminded that we are not gods. But we needed this to be done by our own hands, not by some illegal aliens from other planets.” The cowboy says.
 
“Hello? Anybody here?” A voice says to catch their attention, sounding a lot like Minerva.
 
The lone figure and the cowboy look at each other, drawing out their guns before stepping out of the room. They see her, a Red Haired Hamsterherts Wessen with a large camping back pack and an oversize hoodie sweat shirt covering much of her head and face. She takes off the back pack and places it on the floor of the room before running over to the lone figure.
 
“Fernando!” She literally pounces on him.
 
He manages to wrestle her off him, holding her arms to the side. He then pulls the hood of her head. “Impossible...” He says to himself. He then says to her, “You are supposed to be dead when the Spirits nuked Okinawa!”
 
“You forget. Min and I were sewer rats before you freed us from Flight Town. I led more than half the city to hide in the sewers until it was safe to come out.” She tells him. She adds, “Now that I found you, I got a lot to tell you!”
 
In one of the few rare times in name calling, the lone figure says to the cowboy as he reaches for the back pack, “Hondo, take Miniya to your room and hide her there for now. You know how the Japanese are about twins, especially when they are together.”
 
“Eh?” The cowboy reacts.
 
The lone figure points out, “The Japanese consider identical twins as bad luck and at times evil. Though that was the thought of Ancient times and views of twins were more lax and accepting before The Happening, things reverted to the old ways during the Chaos, including superstitions like identical twins being evil.”
 
“They do?” The cowboy asks, thinking on how outdated that superstition is.
 
“Min is here?” She asks.
 
“She is, and the monks cannot see you two together.” The long figure tells her.
 
“Oh. But I spoke with the high priest... never mind. I got a lot of intel and a few things to give you.” She tells the lone figure.
 
“Merowr...” Meeshie hisses at new guest.
 
The three of them look at her. The lone figure picks her up and tries to calm the cat down.
 
“What’s wrong with her?” Miniya asks.
 
“Cats never forget, and she will never forget that you locked her up in a box for two days. You need to apologize for that and gain her trust once more.” The lone figure tells her. He then says, “Let’s go hide you and you can apologize to Meeshie and discuss about what you got and your intel.”
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