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A Fourth Survivor.

Fallout: Life In The Wasteland

Part 7 - "Anti-venom"

By: Jesse Racine AKA Samson

Original Date Written: September 18, 2010

Cain walked out into the dusty air just outside the motel, the evening sun a fiery hole of red light in the sky far to the west. He approached a nearby wooden stall of sorts, the stall looking like one someone would sell produce from on the side of a street in the times before the Great War. The stall was made of wood and had a slanted roof, the inside shaded well from sunlight. A human man, obviously a slaver due to the dark tattoo on his forehead, stood behind the stall, several other people around, all armed and clearly being guards. Cain had a small bag of caps in his hands, not wanting to bring any more than he really had to for fear of someone attempting to rob him. He walked up to the stall, saying "Hey man, you got some Med-X here?" The man behind the stall nodded, saying "Yeah, I got a few shots." Cain said "Well, gimme one, how much they going for?" The man reached beneath the counter, saying "Just one shot? Twenty caps, my man." Cain opened up the bag of caps, pulling out several of the small hard objects, glancing along the logos on them and seeing what type of Nuka-Cola they came from before laying a handful down on the counter.
The man touched along them, looking at their labels, seeing Cain to have given him exact change. He handed Cain a small, thin, gray syringe, Cain nodding at him and walking off with it in his hand. Walking back to his motel room, he stepped inside, seeing Harlot to be in the same position he had left her in, lying on her back on the bed. She watched him quietly as he closed the door to the room, dropping the bag of caps by the bed, dropping the syringe of Med-X to the edge of the bed. He knelt down and untied his hiking boots, kicking them off and letting them rest by the bed. Pulling off his socks, he stood in only in his muscle shirt and dark pants. He grabbed the Med-X and got back on the bed, getting in front of Harlot. "C'mere, let me inject you with this, it'll numb the pain and make you feel alright." Harlot came a little closer to him, sitting up and scooching over. Cain smoothed his left hand along her creamy right thigh, looking along it's pale skin in the near-complete darkness of the room. He eventually spotted a vein, slowly bringing the syringe of Med-X over to her thigh, pushing the tip of the needle into her flesh and vein.
Harlot watched without a sound as Cain slowly injected the syringe's fluid into her, Harlot suddenly making a bit of a face after a few seconds, saying "Ooh, I can already feel it in me...The pain is starting to lose it's...How would you say it?...Edge, there we go, edge..." Cain smiled a little. He had injected the rest of the medicine into her by the time she had finished speaking, getting up from the bed and walking over to the bathroom, tossing the empty syringe into the sink with a clatter. He walked back over to the bed, lying down on it beside Harlot, sighing softly and holding his hands behind his head, stretching his legs out. Harlot sat with crossed legs beside him, looking down to her legs and to the bed. The room was cool and shadowed, neither of them making a sound for a few minutes. Cain had nearly fallen asleep when Harlot woke him up by saying "You remember that guy with the little girl?...I shot at them and we chased them, but they got away after they jumped over that cliff..." Cain raised an eyebrow slightly, murmuring out "Yeah, I remember."
Harlot narrowed her eyes angrily as she drifted into her memories. "I really wish I could have gotten my hands on that bastard, I wouldn't have even sold him, I would have beat his ass around for a few days before letting him die. But...That little girl..." Harlot smiled evilly, almost snarling. "I accepted an order for a little girl a while back, a few months ago...I sent a few guys out to this little shithole of a town, and they were supposed to come back with one...I never heard from them again, I never got a little girl to sell off. I wonder what happened to them." Cain tiredly said "Maybe they were killed? Sending three guys after a town doesn't sound very smart, Harlot. It might have had something to do with that, moron." Harlot reached over and, with annoyance, smacked him on his right thigh with the back of her left hand. "Don't talk to me like I'm a retard. I planned this thing out, I wasn't just sending three guys after a town without some other idea to go with it...The Scaled Hiss were small back then, or, at least, smaller. I had heard that they were gonna hit the town real quick before moving on, so I sent the men there so they'd arrive just in time to get there after the Scaled Hiss had moved on. They could kill any dumbasses left and just make off with a little girl, if there even was one to be found."
Cain shrugged on the bed. "Maybe they showed up when the Scaled Hiss was still around and were killed by them? Maybe something else out there killed them? Maybe they never found a little girl and just fucked off? Could be anything." Harlot made a bit of a face, as if she were thinking. "...As far as I know, that order hasn't been filled by anyone yet...If we can get a little girl to sell off, we could get quite a bit of caps..." Cain raised his eyebrows, saying "Why don't we talk about this in the morning?" Harlot looked over to him. "Tired?" She asked. He yawned, still breathing slightly as he said "What was your first clue?" Harlot looked forwards slightly. "...I don't like to sleep. Too many fucked-up dreams. Nightmares are terrifying...No matter what you do, you end up getting screwed." Cain pushed his lips out slightly, saying "I never remember my dreams." Harlot smirked. "You're luckier than most." Cain reached over, running his hand along her back and the soft material of the torn nightgown she wore. "Look, Harlot, c'mon, let's just sleep, huh?...You really think you'll have nightmares if you sleep with me?..." Harlot said "Of course...I've had them with you before. Nothing stops them, dude."
Cain was quiet for a moment before asking "...Does being a slaver bother you? Is that what the nightmares are about?" Harlot laughed softly. "If being a slaver bothered me, I never would have gotten into the job in the first place. No...It's not that. It's always about my family. Let's leave it at that, I don't want to talk about it." Cain shook his head slowly. "Hard to find someone out here that had a normal family and a normal childhood. Everyone has shit they have to deal with on the inside, Harlot. Your's may be bad, but we've all been through garbage that we wish we never even knew existed." Harlot seemed a little subdued by his words, she seemed a little thoughtful. She was quiet for several seconds before rather softly saying "Yeah...I guess you're right." She smiled and looked over to him, saying "You know, when you actually act like a normal guy and not a dick, you're sort of alright to talk to." Cain chuckled. "And when you stop acting like a bitch and relax enough for me to get a word in, you're not too bad to talk to, yourself."
Harlot at first had wanted to smack him again over what he had said, but she decided against it, simply smiling and chuckling in good humour. "We gonna head out again in the morning, or hang out around The Den for a bit longer and grab some contracts?" Cain said "Mmm...The second one. Let's hang around here for a bit." Harlot said "Alright, but-" Cain reached over and grabbed her, pulling her down to the bed beside him, saying "Be quiet before I make use of your mouth! Sheesh, can't a man sleep around here?..." Harlot sneered slightly for a moment before calming down, getting under the sheet of the bed and snuggling up close to his side, Cain still lying over the sheet. It wasn't often that she got close to him like she did just to sleep, but Cain didn't say anything about it, simply letting her rest up close to him. It wasn't long before he had fallen asleep, still wearing most of his clothes. Harlot took a little longer to sleep, lying by his side for nearly an hour before finally drifting away to her mind's darkness...
The day was nearly over. Dawn and Kid had long cleaned themselves up and stepped out of the Highwayman, looking as if they had never gotten passionate with one another. The only sign that let on that they had done anything was the little smiles on their faces. They relaxed together on the hood of the Highwayman, holding hands and sitting close to one another. Several of the people in the camp could notice that, every once in a while, Dominique and Libitina would both look at the duo sitting on the hood, Dominique with depression and Libitina with jealousy. They wouldn't look at the same time however, they would look over from their two different spots in the camp at random times. Not long after, Ronald awoke, getting up and stretching in his cart. Dawn looked over, calling out "Ready to move?" Ronald fell back into his cart with sigh, calling out "Yeah, yeah!...Just...Give me a few seconds here..." About a minute or so later, Ronald hopped out of his cart, rubbing at his eyes for a moment before looking around. Dawn released Kid's hand and hopped off the hood of the Highwayman, walking over to Ronald. Kid got off the hood and slowly began to follow her, heading towards the two of them.
Most of the rest of the people in the camp walked over as well, the only ones not to do so being Dominique, Marv, and Heather. Ronald stretched slightly, leaning his head back and sighing. "We still heading to the NCR?" He asked. Dawn nodded. "I still think it's the best bet. You wanna jump in the Highwayman and come with us?" Ronald said "Eh, it's tempting, but nobody else knows how to lead these brahmin...I gotta stick around and guide them myself. Listen, it'll take us ages to reach the NCR, on my carts, at least. You and your car could make it there in a few days, but that's it. We could take weeks to get there from here. You guys head there, we'll head down and stick around in the bits of land just east of New Reno. We'll wait there for you guys to come back." Dawn nodded. "Yeah, I see what you mean. Alright, I'll see if I can get some help and come back quickly. Alright then, let's get this show on the road."
She turned and walked towards the Highwayman, getting in the driver's seat, turning the key in the ignition, the car starting with a satisfying electrical groan from the engine. Kid quickly got in the passenger's seat beside Dawn. Libitina quickly rushed over, her face near the driver's side window as she asked "Can I come along, guys?" Dawn nodded back towards the backseat. "Might as well. Hop in." Dominique slowly walked over, followed by Marv and Heather. Dawn glanced along the three of them, speaking before they could say anything. "Yeah yeah, jump in, let's get moving." The three of them got in the backseat of the Highwayman, the car quickly speeding forwards, twisting around and turning around rapidly, the car zooming off and heading southeast.
"We've been driving for two days. We drove past New Reno not long ago. The place looked crazy. Smoke was coming from it in a bunch of different places. We stopped the car for a minute, and you could still hear guns going off. I'm worried about Rocky and the rest...But Dawn still thinks they'll be okay. We're still heading south for the NCR...Dawn thinks that a woman there named "President Tandi" will help us take back New Reno. She says that the NCR has the biggest army in the wasteland, but luckily they're a nice group, and that Tandi is a fair leader. She thinks that Tandi would likely send a few hundred soldiers to New Reno only in exchange for something else. Dawn thinks that Tandi will want a favour for helping. I wonder what she could possibly want help with?..."
A feminine figure crawled out of the cave leading to Vault 17. She was wearing a suit of combat armour, the plates painted red, the red paint masking the blood covering most of her chest and stomach. Her long, black, wavy hair hung down around her head and face, hiding her features. She was breathing heavily as she clawed at the ground, dragging herself along. The sleeves of her combat armour at been ripped off at the elbows. Cuts were all along her forearms, most of them leaking a glowing green fluid mingled with blood. The only words running through her head were "I don't want to die here", she was determined to get away. Her legs were, at the moment, useless to her; they felt too weak for her to put her weight on. She remembered Kid, she remembered Ronald, she remembered her past; it all gave her strength, the strength needed to move her arms and continue to pull herself along. As far as she knew, everyone else had died. Sebastian, Mandy, and Sheldon. They were dead, Judas and Marylin had killed them with their experiments.
She would never forget their names, she would never forget the names of anyone. She had survived their experiments, but she was severely wounded. Would she be able to make the journey to Illust? She truly did not know. She wouldn't be surprised if her body simply gave out from under her during her trek and succumbed to death. Her escape had been a near-miracle, she never thought it would have worked, but it did, and now she was free at last. She had no weapons and would be an easy meal for any hungry wasteland critter, but hopefully the fickle Lady Luck would be on her side that evening. Grunting with exertion and pain, she continued to crawl along, making her way along the side of the cliff that the cave opening was in, trying desperately to make it to someone who would help her and nurture her back to health.
Hiro and Felicity sat in a bar just outside of the NCR, known as the "Rawhide Saloon". Hiro drank from a dark brown bottle of beer, Felicity drinking from a bottle of whiskey, the both of them simply listening to the radio playing nearby. "...I don't want to dance, motherfucker...But you're givin' me no choice, you're givin' me no choice...I don't want to dance, motherfucker...But you're givin' me no choice, you're givin' me no choice..." Felicity drummed her fingers along the counter of the bar in time with the music, she liked the song. The man behind the counter changed the frequency of the radio suddenly, changing the song, turning on a classical tune. Hiro made a bit of a face but said nothing. He had liked the song, too. Suddenly, someone tapped Hiro on his left shoulder. Hiro looked over his shoulder, seeing a pair of burly men with beards standing there. One of them nodded towards Felicity. "That your girl?" He asked in a mildly hostile tone. Hiro's right hand strayed towards one of his pistols, narrowing his eyes. Felicity looked over curiously. Hiro said "That she is." The other man muttered "Well, we're gonna take her out back and fuck her brains out, then maybe even blow her brains out to keep her quiet. You gonna try to stop us?" Hiro smiled a little.
A nearby super mutant said "Oh, this should be good." The saloon had several other patrons within, most of them sitting at tables strewn throughout the small building, all looking over and paying attention to the situation. Hiro noticed that the men, although looking physically buff, were otherwise unarmed. Felicity raised an eyebrow. She didn't like the idea of being taken away any more than Hiro did. She grabbed her bottle of whiskey by the neck of it, moving as fast as she could, moving her bottle around and smashing it over the nearest man's head, the whiskey splashing on the man's face along with the broken glass chunks of the bottle. The man fell like a sack of bricks, a gash on his head under his hair, blood trickling down into his face. Hiro shot his left elbow back into the other man's stomach, causing him to stumble back for a second. Hiro spun around with one of his pistols in his right hand, firing a shot into the man's stomach. The man, in a daze brought on by pain, moved his hands to his stomach, his eyes wide.
Hiro stood up and condescendingly sneered, pointing his pistol up into the man's face. "Say buh-bye!" He said loudly, grinning a moment later. He squeezed the trigger, the back of the man's head bursting with blood. For a second, the man continued to stand, his face blank. Finally, he began to lean backwards, his weight causing him to collapse back to the ground a moment later. The super mutant in the saloon let out a deep, hearty chuckle. The rest of the obviously bloodthirsty patrons cheered. Felicity licked droplets of whiskey from her hand, the shattering of the bottle having gotten some on her. Hiro grabbed his bottle of beer, the man behind the counter looking at the two of them warily. They left the saloon amid the cheering, the two of them making no sound, a smirk on Hiro's face.
"We've been riding for three days now. The only thing I can think of is how Dawn and I never made love again. After we did what we did in the Highwayman, she had seemed certain that we would make true love once more, but she must have forgotten, because we simply left with the rest...Maybe she didn't forget, and the reason we didn't do anything was because of all the others?...I don't know."
Kid stopped writing. Dominique had spoken, warningly saying "Watch the wanamingos, we don't want them getting interested by us..." Dawn said "I know what I'm doing Dom, don't be a backseat driver." Kid closed his book and looked through his window. In the morning light, he could just faintly see the creatures walking around peacefully nearby. It was a strange creature. It walked on two legs. It's head and mouth seemed part of it's torso, it didn't seem to have a separate head. Their legs had three large front toes with black claws, but a smaller toe was on the inner-side of the feet. The skin of the creatures was a dark purple hue. They had no eyes to speak of, only a long and smooth body. Their mouths were fairly large and filled with large white teeth, the mouths being at the front of their body and a little bit on it's underside. They each had two appendages that seemed to be like arms, but they seemed very loose and swung around slightly as the creatures moved. They grew out of the creatures' sides, looking thin except for at the end, where they flattened and became a little wider and larger. The appendages looked almost like tentacles. Standing up like they did, it seemed like the creatures would be almost as tall as Kid, their bodies being about as long as perhaps a smaller-sized dog's.
The creatures were slowly heading towards a nearby hole in the ground, seemingly wanting to escape the morning light by heading underground. "Those things look creepy..." Heather said softly. Dawn said "When they want to get something, they can move really fast, almost as fast as a deathclaw. Those things are dangerous, especially in groups, if you get the attention of more than three at a time, you might as well kiss your ass goodbye. Only way you'd survive that is you were wearing Power Armour and had a plasma rifle, that's about it." Kid counted the wanamingos that he saw. There were seven of them, all heading underground. Dawn quickly drove away, the wanamingos disappearing from sight in seconds. "Might be a wanamingo queen underground there." She said simply. Kid said "A queen?" Dawn nodded.
"They're silver and a bit bigger than the rest, but other than that, they look the same. The queen lays all the eggs that the rest of the wanamingos hatch from." Kid nodded gently in understanding. He remembered the time when a deathclaw had attacked him, Dawn, Hiro, and Dominique. He remembered the creature stabbing through Hiro's body, he remembered Dominique jumping on the deathclaw's back and attacking it, he remembered Dawn narrowly dodging the creature's attacks, he remembered it's speedy charge once it had seen the group. He couldn't think of a creature that could possibly be even more dangerous than that, but the wanamingos sounded close. He hoped he never had to face a creature like a deathclaw or a wanamingo on his own, he prayed he always had someone to fight by his side.
"It's been a few days now. The NCR isn't far. Dawn hasn't slept in so long, but she seems as fine as she was when this all started, she seems totally alert and okay. That's not normal, is it? People need sleep, right? Not getting any is bad for you, I bet. She's so strong, she could do anything...She knows so much about the wasteland...If she hadn't found me ages ago, I can't imagine what would have happened to me..."
Dawn suddenly yawned powerfully, Kid looking over. Dawn mumbled out "Mmmm...Feeling sort of sleepy...Guess it's time for me to sleep, I can't avoid it anymore..." Dawn slowed the car to a stop. Everyone else was already asleep, only Kid and Dawn were apparently awake by that time. It was late in the night, the NCR a shining light on the horizon. She turned the car off, yawning again. She looked over to Kid. "You gonna sleep, babe?...You look kind of tired..." Kid nodded, closing his book, laying his pencil beside it. "Yeah, I'm kind of tired..." He said softly. Dawn leaned over closer to him, kissing him on the cheek, Kid turning his head and kissing her on the lips, Dawn returning his showing of affection. She rested back into her seat, Kid doing the same with his. He sat there for about twenty minutes, Dawn having fallen asleep several minutes before. Kid suddenly felt someone kiss him on the left cheek, like Dawn had done not long before. He opened his eyes and turned his head to the side, seeing the painted and smiling face of Libitina near his. He looked at her curiously. She smiled more and mouthed a few words. "Let's get out of the car" is what she mouthed. Kid looked at her with even more curiosity, Libitina simply giving him a gentle kiss on the lips.
She slowly and quietly opened the door beside her, stepping out of the Highwayman. Kid did the same, stepping out of the car quietly, the two of them closing their doors silently. Libitina began to walk away from the Highwayman, Kid following her into the darkness. When they were a good little distance from the car and from the others, Kid said "Libby, what's this about?" She turned and looked at him with a happy smile. "Remember how I wanted to pay you back?" Kid slowly nodded. Libitina nearly grinned. "Well, I was only pretending to be asleep. I figured now was a good time to repay you. Guess what?..." She reached into the pocket of her robe, into the pocket she kept her small jars of face paint. She pulled something out. It was a small container of sorts, with a pale yellowish container and a blue cap. She began to blush under her face paint, saying "I can, um...Let you in my other hole with this...And don't worry, everything will be okay!...I know this is the last time...I don't like it, but I understand. I got this from Ronald...Well...He didn't give it to me...I borrowed it without asking him if it was okay, heh heh." Kid said "You really want to do this, huh?...Nothing's gonna make you change your mind?..."
Libitina shook her head with a smile. She stepped closer to Kid, giving him another kiss on the lips, Kid gently kissing her back. She got down on the ground, beginning to pull up her robe-armour, revealing the panties she wore beneath. A light bulge was visible in the front of the panties. Kid smiled and got down beside her. "Well...How do you want to do this?" He asked. Libitina smiled sheepishly and said "Alright, well...I'll rub this lube all over you...And then you just put it in my ass and fuck it, just like if it was a pussy...It'll feel a little different for you, but from what I've seen, every guy likes anal, so you should be fine with it...And whenever you want to finish, then that's when we'll be "even"...You can fuck me as much as you want, whenever you just want to stop, then that'll be the end..." Kid nodded. He undid his pants, lowering them down his legs along with his boxers. He noticed the bulge in Libitina's panties grow a little bigger, her eyes dancing along him with desire. She reached over to the jar of lubricant she had, pulling off the cap. She reached her hand inside and gingerly scooped out a bit of some sort of translucent cream, Kid watching her curiously.
The container had a paper label on it, but it was so weathered that the wording on it had totally faded away. She reached her hand over to him, putting down the container of lube with her other hand. Kid watched as she felt the slightly-cold substance along him. It quickly warmed up, coating him like some sort of jelly. It was amazing to Kid. The stuff being rubbed along his member felt amazing, it quickly drove him to full arousal. Every touch from Libitina felt like it had the combined sensation of ten normal ones, it was incredible. It was almost like the feeling he got whenever he and Dawn made love. Libitina stopped touching him, moving around on the ground. She was on her knees in front of him, her backside to him, her hands at her waist, pulling her panties down slightly. She pulled them down her cheeks until just her little asshole was possibly visible, moving her lubed fingers to her ass, pushing between her cheeks. She rubbed what little lubricant she had left on her fingers against herself, making herself even more prepared for his entry. She moved her hand away from herself a few seconds later, putting them against the ground in front of her, leaning over fully for him. "Just leave my panties as they are...Fuck me like this...I always thought this position would be so hot, my panties down just a little...Come on...Come do me..."
Kid took in the sight of her creamy cheeks, her purple robe-armour bunched up and resting on her lower back. He moved a little closer to her, still on his knees. He moved one of his legs around, only staying on his right knee, having his left leg up with his foot against the ground. Libitina's painted face looked over her shoulder, a few locks of her fiery red hair hanging down in her face. He placed his hands on her rump, feeling along her soft and smooth flesh. He couldn't believe he was about to do what he was about to do. He had never had sex with a girl using this particular hole, he didn't even think it was really possible before Libitina had brought it up. Spreading her lovely cheeks with his hands, he gazed along her, wondering if the act would feel good...
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