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Payton thought that they had done this all wrong. It had taken too long to get to North Carolina. It had been almost a year and a half since what she called "ground zero", and finally they had arrived. She knew they had to be safe, but she had just wanted to go down route 95 , but it had been Dean who had driven the unit. He had kept them alive and safe. Dean had been a rock through all this, the driving force that had kept the girls from panicking and getting themselves killed long ago.
Payton's worst fears had been realized. A search of the University grounds left them with nothing. No CJ, no trace of where he was, or what might have happened to him. She could only hope that he was still alive. Who had see been kidding to think he would still be here after all this time, right?
On the drive out of town, a Mack truck plowed into the back of the unit, forcing them off the road. The unit spun out and hit a telephone pole. Payton hit her head on the passenger door. Audry slammed into her side. She screamed, and then her world went black.
Darcy has saw the far go by when they had stopped. "Mmm people," h read aloud to no one, "wonder if they have a nice little butterfly in their. Maybe pull of it's delicate wings. He smiled as he finnished pissing on the tires of the rig. It was parkes on the opposite side of the road, looking abandoned to te untrained eye.
Climbing in he ordered the truck to move at top speeds. It rocketed down the road after the car. Darcy bit his lip and smiled, "smash it up," he ordered. The truck hit the back, he shook from the impact. His head rocketed forward and smashed into the back of the car. Blood trickled down his face as he climbed out.
He saw the vehicle wrapped aroud the telephone pole. He walked towards it and flung open one of the smashed doors. "Oh goody," he squealed seeing the two women in the car. He took his hand and ran it down the one girls cheek, slowly stroking it. Two men moved the girl out of the wreck in into the trailer of the Mack truck.
Darcy stepped towards the other women, the one crushed up agaiant the seat. Slowly he touched her, ever so delicately. He brough his tongue to her face. Licking up the length of her face he smiled. His hand cupped her thigh as he looked at the other person in the car. "Grab this toy and leave the rest," he said growning an stepping back.
He walked toward the back of the trailer and climbed in. There rows of women were chained. Connected at the ankle. They hung by their arms. He touched one and fondled her as the men chained up the two new play things. He set his eyes on his newest one. He chocolate brown skin, the blood sweat and dirt on her face. He stepped towards her and took his chin in her hand. Slowly he licked her face again. He was going to break this one, and it was going to be fun.
Enio was confounded regularly by his more chaotic benefactor. The main was out of control and had things been different he would almost certainly kill the man and take the camp for himself but as it was he owed the man his loyalty and he took that seriously. He buckled into his seat when he heard the order to ram them at top speed.
"If anyone gets blood on me I will kill them," he said to the men in the cab.
He only had four sets of clothes and blood was so hard to get out. He would have to throw these away if he got blood on them and that would make him very angry. People tended to die when he got angry.
His light brown shirt fit him well. He was by far the best dressed man in his group and probably one of the best looking in the world now. One of the men threw a can on the ground and Enio grabbed it and threw it out the window. Why the hell can these people not be at least a little more clean. He punched the man in the back of the head, not hard enough to knock him out but the man would remember it. Of course he knew better then to try and retaliate against him, a couple of the men had tried that and he had done bloody work making an example of them. He had bathed for two hours after them, scrubbing the blood out of his skin.
He braced himself seconds before the impact and when Darcy got out he did so himself. He was taken aback when he saw the one that Darcy seemed less interested in. She was amazing, and the thought of making her his excited the man immensely.
"Boss, if you would allow me I want the white one. My current toy just lays in her cage and cries all day. She is useless, one of the men can take her."
He walked up to the one that he would later find out was named Audrey and moved the hair out of her face. He lifted her chin and inspected her. She was quite a find and he wanted to start making her his now but the boss had not yet told him he could have her. Like it or not the boss had the final word on the toys.
"I don't know," Darcy sad scratching his chin, "what if this ones not a fighter. I might just need this one. Plus I'm so horny, I just may need two," he said smirking. He ran his finger along the blood of the women an wiped one single smear and two dots on his generals shirt, creating a smilie face.
Jumping back he smirked, "I guess you can have her. Give the other slut to the men. No. No. No, wait. We have a pit fight when we get back. Winner gets your old toy," he extened his bloody hand, "we have a deal?"
Once it was shook her pulled IT back, "allright boys. Let's get this frigate rolling. We have to be at base by sunrise. Or I may have my way with all the new these new toys. That would mean none for you. And I know you wouldn't like that."
He audibly sighed when the man wiped the blood on him. He was worse then the damned men but he was the boss and that meant that he did what he wanted, when he wanted to do it. Even if that meant that was ruining one of his favorite shirts. He had listened through Darcy's ravings as he always did. It was how their relationship worked. Darcy said some crazy shit and Enio would make it happen. No matter how insane the venture the boss got what he wanted. This time he wanted pit fights and they would happen. He knew a couple of the men had been itching to get into the ring and most of them wouldn't care that his toy cried like she did. He knew one in particular, a beast of a man, half insane as Darcy was himself, who would love the little crybaby.
He reached out his hand and shook Darcy's. It was all part of the man's insanity. He knew that if he asked for something that he got it.
Once he had pulled his hand back he grabbed a white clothe from his back pocket and cleaned the blood off of his hand. He didn't want the now bloody rag so he tied it in a lock of his prizes hair.
"Wouldn't want the men to make a mistake and try and take what is mine eh boss."
He turned to the men, his hand resting on his blade.
"You heard the boss, get this thing rolling and make it quick. If the boss ends up breaking my new toy I will take her worth from your hides."
They moved with the greatest efficiency they were capable of. He wished the boss had let him bring his own men on this outing but he had insisted that this lot needed to get out of the base and so he had been forced to deal with them.
"I'll be up front boss, gotta make sure these dogs don't turn us the wrong way."
He got out of the back and closed the giant doors, latching them at the bottom. There was a chance they might find more toys tonight but if they saw The rows of woman in the back they would find a way to get the hell out of dodge and the boss would invariably want to follow the little butterflies. Which would of course delay them getting back to base. He already had the perfect outfit in mind for his new toy while she watched the fate of his old one. She needed to see it, to understand that he was an oasis compared to the men.
Darcy was glad the man agreed tonhis terms on the fighting. What Darcy didn't say is that he would have both the old toy an the new toy as prizes. And if tey wanted either one the men, including Enio would have to fight.
When the doors closed Darcy was left in the dark with the rows of girls. Hand hand traced and groped each one as he walked amoung them. He could hear whimpers from some, and whines from others. Some squirmed at his touch, others laid lifeless.
Darcy walked up to the two newest poppits. The one En wanted he started squeezing and pulling at her. He thought of using the toy, breaking her in before she was gone. But he dicided agaisnt it, letting the joy go to the man he respected.
When the truck arrived at the gates of the junkyard Darcg smiled. He climbed out and walked around the junkyard. All around her could hear men howling and fighting. It was home, the filth fess pool of hell. He grabbed one mans as he walked close, "take my poppit to the mirror room. And dotn touch her. If you do I will rip your heart out," he screamed.
Darcy then walked up to En "unload the rest. Put them in the cages." The cages were modified dog kennels, cramped low and where the women were chained.
The ride home had luckily been peaceful enough. They hadn't run across any more people and so they had arrived in what seemed like amazing time. He was already picturing the fights and more importantly the moment when one of the men won his old prize. He didn't care about the sniveling thing but she would be a good lesson for his new toy.
He wished he had brought another shirt as the one he had now was covered in blood. He didn't even bother trying to clean it. As soon as the fights were over he would drag his prize up to his room and she would bath him and he would burn this shirt.
He got out of the truck and the men were already whipping into a frenzy. Those in the truck quickly started bragging about the haul they had made and the other's were nearly salivating at the chance to get a hold of them. Only Darcy, Enio's men, and Enio himself had their own private toys. The rest of the men shared the cast offs. Though he was crazy as shit there were benefits to being Darcy's general.
When the boss ordered him to put all of the woman in the cages he quest ed what that implied. The man aimed to have him fight for his right to claim the beauty. He was displeased that he had gone back on his word but of course he didn't say that, you don't question the boss. Especially not in front of the men. He rounded his 4 men up, Ari, George, Kale, and Blake and they started moving the woman into the cages. As they did he started banging a large sheet of metal that was used to get the men's attention.
"The boss wants to have fights, you worthless dogs want some meat you better get down here and get ready."
He took off his shirt and threw it to the ground. His broad chest was chiseled and he looked absolutely intimidating.
"Oh and gents. It seems I'll be joining you."
He walked over to the cage that held the woman that he would win. Not might, would, and grabbed her hair, he lead her eyes to his and made sure she was awake.
"You will be mine little one but you had better watch what happens in the ring."
Audry was out cold through most of the ride. Her head ached and some blood trickled down her scalp. It felt like she had been ran over by a truck. The truck! Her eyes opened and she glanced around, soon realizing that her wrists and ankles were bound and she was hung against a wall. What the hell was going on? Scared eyes drug over the faces of the women around her she could see. Payton! Where was Payton! Dean! What had happened to Dean? She heard people moving around, and the sound of male voices. A dirty man came in from the opening at the end. She stared and realized she was in the back of a rig. The truck that had hit them. She wanted to know what was going on, to ask questions, but she was terrified! Where was Payton?
She saw a metal dog kennel standing at the base of the ramp, and started to struggle. The man meant to put her inside! OH MY GOD! She squinted against the flood lights lighting up what looked like a junk yard.The man forced her inside the small opening. She couldn't stand, and was on her hands and knees. Her throat was wrapped with a collar and a chain attached to it. Audry started to cry. Where was Payton?
A large man came over and spoke to her through the cage. Her reached in and yanked her head up to his, eyes that looked like pure cold stared at her. Who the hell was he? What did he mean? Where was she? "Where am I ?! Who are you people?!" Audry was shaking, but she needed to know what was going on.
Darcy went to his throne, a single chair ontop of a tower that overlooked the pits. He watched these events from up here. Two women dressed as Arabic dancers came by. One held a crown and the other a full pelt. He took both a placed them on. He draped his legs over the side of the throw and pulled down his microphone. He had system that could hook up to any of the sound systems in the camp. Large speakers around the pits crackled to life.
"Men, sissies, all of you. Tonight we fight. As you see we have a nice pretty prize. Never broken, fresh meat," he laughed into the microphone that dangled along his throne. "Enio here has claimed the girl for himself but I'm giving each and everyone of you dogs a shot at the bone. As always show no mercy."
He turned his attention to the TV's beside hi. They showed camera feeds of the mirror room. A room he desigined to break his toys. It was lined with mirrors along the wall. It seemed as if there was no way out. It was a solitary confinement. No contact was to be given to his pets but him, just the way he liked it. His eyed wee drawn on the lump on the floor. Waiting for the girl to awake.
Payton groaned as she started to come to. Her head felt like someone had smacked her with something hard. She blinked and slowly sat up. The whole world swam around her and nausea hit her full force. She bent forward and vomited. Her hands shoved her back and she wiped her mouth with her arm. an image of herself surrounded her.
What the fuck? She slowly stood on wobbly legs. Where was she? The only thing she saw was a reflection of herself. Where was Audry, Dean? The truck! She remembered being followed by a large rig. She moved to a mirror and placed her hands on it. She roamed the room like this. Nothing. Just the mirrors! Panic started to rise in her. "LET ME OUT OF HERE!" she moved towards the center of the room and started screaming. "SOMEONE! ANYONE! LET ME OUT!"
Enio grabbed the girl by her neck. Not tight enough to cut off her breathing but enough that she would feel the pain from his grasp. She would learn. These fights were probably all of the teaching she would need about who they were. People would die in this ring and she would have to either close her eyes or watch it happen with one of the best views in the house.
"You will learn quick enough who we are, and believe me you will be scared."
He walked into the ring and spun around in the center. Eyeing each man that stood up, meeting their gaze with a twisted smile on his face. Any man that stepped up would have a bloody fight ahead of him and more then likely a bloody defeat as well. A few of the men who stood sat back down when they saw the glint in his eyes, but not all of them could be so deterred. To his amazement one of the men that stepped forward was one of his one. George was a beast of a man but he was a fucking moron.
He decided right then that George would die today. By stepping up to challenge Enio he had done the one thing that Enio could never except, he had broken the bond of loyalty that they shared. In Enio's mind only rabid dogs were disloyal and rabid dogs were good for one thing, to be put down.
"You have crossed the line George. Your death will not be quick."
He looked up to the boss and nodded. He was ready. He would take all comers.
Darcy was busy admiring the shouting women. It brought a tear to his eye. He smiled to himself as he traced a blade along one of his many scars. His eyes went to when he was cutting the air from En's new toy. Damb fool would wreck her before he even got his dick out. He chuckled to himself and turned his eyes back to the screen. The wine. Was screaming harder and felt the smile cover his face.
He almost didn't hear his general talk when he was fixated on the women. "Yes yes that sound good," he said moving his hand in agreement. "Wait. I want blood lots of blood. You do it with your hands. But biting and hair pulling still stand. Oh yeah I'll alos execute the loosers. So you better win," he laughed. He wanted his General to have a good fight, get dirty. "Oh yeah you, you and you will also fight," he said pouting to three random men in the crowd.
Darcy turned his attention back to the girl panicking. He switched the channel of his microphone so it could only be heard by whoever was in the mirror room. "Morning darling have a nice nap," he asked smiling, "you're perfectly safe. Only turned into a full on pleasure slave I will use at my every whim."
Audry watched in horror as she realized what was about to happen.These men , they meant to fight for the right to , own her! What the hell was going on? Where was Payton? She scanned , but only saw a few other women in cages, none of them were her friend. Dear god, please! She did not know whether to pray her friend was alive or dead? Death would spare her this, at least. She stared at the pit, as a wave of fear ran through her.
What if he won, or another man, what then? She could see the man sitting on the throne? He must be the leader. She watched as the first man spoke to him. Definitely the leader. Dear god, they were all crazy. She saw women moving around in barely any clothing. Is that what would happen to her? Please, NO!
She shoved against the cage, trying to get it to open. She ahd to get out of here!
A voice came from no where. She stopped her screaming and listened to it. What the fuck was happening!
The words spoken to her filled her with fear, then rage. "Who the fuck are you! Show yourself!" she screamed and turned around, looking at only herself.
"Come on out, let me see you!" she yelled. She was filled with anger at the words, at what he had said. Her rage left instantly, Audry, what happened to her? Dear god, was someone doing this to them both? Where was she? Payton whirled around, and moved to the wall of mirrors, desperately clawing at it, "LET ME OUT YOU SICK FUCK!" she screamed, and beat on the mirror.
Like lightning the first man rushed in, only to be met with a cross that sent him to the ground. Enio moved in for the finish but a man jumped on him from behind. He moved like a cat, tucking his shoulder and sending the man sprawling over him. He grinned as his foot ground into the man's throat and his larynx was crushed. Ragged breaths sounded from the man but it was only a matter of time. His lungs were undoubtedly filling with blood and any second now he would be spitting it up and trying to force his last breaths. He heard a man approaching but he moved too slowly. He felt pain bloom in his face as the man's punch connected. He went sprawling to the ground but quickly rolled up to his feet and propelled himself forward to tackle the man.
Once on the ground he rained punch after punch on the man until he stopped moving. A couple of the other men had also finished off an opponent and it was time for dance partners to change. Two men, seemingly deciding to work together, came for Enio and he smiled. One had a bite mark on his face and the other looked fairly unharmed, that would be changed. The stepped forward quickly, bite mark leading. Enio took the punch but rolled away from it. He came for the unharmed man and his teeth sunk in to the man's jugular vein. He fell to the ground clutching his neck and died quickly. The sudden death of his temporary companion shook bite mark up and Enio took his opening. He kneed the man in the crotch and when he leaned over he picked the man up and slammed his back down into his leg, breaking his back with a loud crack.
Darcy had a hard time watching the fight. The women was just so captivating, so intriguing. He listensed through speaker on the tv of her screaming to be released. He just chuckled.
Picking up his riffle he aimed it down at the crowd. "Let's make this a little more fun," he laughed tonhimself as he pulled the trigger. It hit a person in the crowd and the target died. It wasn't a headshot so instead of goung limp the body began to turn. Squeezing the trigge two more times two more men dropped into the pit. Either the shot or the fall would kill them, eithe way they would turn and fight. This added a challenge. Dead and living in the pitt at the same time.
He yawned and turned his attention back to the screen. "Oh oh you'll be seeing lots of me my pretty butterfly. Me and you will be one great friends. But first I will break you," he laugrd into the microphone. The women screamed that he was a sick fuck and he just laughed. "You keep that up and I will give you an ugly dress you wouldn't like that would you my pretty."
Audry fought the urge to scream. These people were animals. Men were beating each other to death, to claim one of the women in the cages around her. A few men blocked her view. They were touching her through the cage and laughing. She tried to back away but the metal square was only so big. One of the men tossed water at her, bit she quickly realized it was not water. Other men were taunting and doing the same to the other females in cages. Audry screamed and yanked at the cage door. She was scared to death and wanted only to get out!
Payton stopped when the voice started talking to her again. He was crazy! An ugly dress, what the fuck was that supposed to mean? She looked around and screamed in rage," come on! Bring it,I will choke you with it ,you sick fuck!" She didn't realize it til then,but she had started to cry she was so angry. Angry and scared out of her mind. She tried to calm herself down, and leaned against the wall of mirrors and really studied the room. No doors,but he jad to get her in here, so she knew there had to be one. Her eyes scanned the floor. She could't tell,so sje dropped to her knees and started running her hands over tje floor. She would find it,she just had to stay focused.
As if it wasn't enough that he would have to deal with the walkers that he would be making by killing these men the boss decided to Starting shooting some of the men and let their bodies fall into the pit so that they would turn to. Not all of them would turn right away but before long he could hear the wheezing breaths of those that had already turned. Soon he and the other fighters would be overrun with the dead and the whole situation would change from one of fighting for a prize to fighting not to get eaten.
He wasn't exactly in a position to worry about the walkers though as he was currently surrounded by four men who he knew were skilled enough to offer him a challenge. He had to find a way to change the odds or he would not be walking away from this fight. He spotted his opening when he noticed one of the men he had killed start to stir and clack his jaws. He shoved the closest man into the walker and it grabbed on for dear life. The man had no time to react and soon the thing was ripping into his shoulder. The man screamed and started punching the thing with his other arm but it was his bad arm and the walker clawed at his face. Eventually the man killed the thing but the bites and scratches left him a mess.
While the other man was being torn apart the other three rushed in. They overpowered him and brought him to the ground. He tucked his head to escape their kicks and punches but he needed to find an opening to escape or he wouldn't make it much longer. He grabbed one of their legs and pulled him to the ground. He moved forward in a burst of speed to escape the barrage. He escaped but his whole body was covered in bruises and he had a cut under his eye. He tripped over a walker and it grabbed his leg. A quick kick dislodged the walker and he stomped it's head in. He rose on time to see a walker approaching from one side and two of the men approaching from the other. It seemed they had taken care of the walker on the ground and the man it had used as a snack. He turned and grabbed the walker, picking it up. He threw it at the two men. One of them managed to dice out of the way but the other met face to face, literally, with the teeth of the thing. He tumbled down and the walker tore into him, leaving him dead but turning. The walker continued to feed.
The other man came for him but alone he was easy to take care of. A few jabs to the face knocked him out and he left him to the walkers. He looked over to his prize and ran when he saw a walker trying to grab her through the bars. He grabbed it from behind and ripped it's head from its shoulders.
He turned around to see that the field had thinned out quite substantially, there were walkers eating some of the people and only a few fighters remained.
Darcy watched the fight as the women panicked. The men cheers and fought some of the other men pushing others into the Pitts. Men fought inside and outside the Pitts, Darcy just laughed. He was tempted to shoot Enio but decided he needed him alive.
He turned his face towards te screen and kissed it. The women was threatening him, such fun. He listened to her panic and search the area.
"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Naughty naughty girl," he laughed into the mic. "Maybe I won't bring you a dress all. Let you sit there naked. Would you like that Bitch? If not than stop fucking searching." He lost laughing. She was fun, there was no way out that way. He made jerking motions at the screen and turned his attention back to the fight.