Vipra had traveled a long way through the streets of Boston despite the multiple attempts to stop her, and the advice of those who were under her. They thought that she should not have traveled alone, and much less in her condition. She seemed like she was in good health for someone who lived in this nuclear wasteland, but the worries were more towards the fact that she was pregnant. Also, she was not in the beginning stages of her pregnancy. She had been pregnant for quite a while. She didn't know how far along she was, but she knew it had been a while. All she knew was that right now she needed to make this journey for her group, and her child.
Raiders throughout the Commonwealth were being murdered by some madman named Pickman, and he left little calling cards on each body that was left taunting them to find him. So many had gone before him, and none of them returned. Well, she was stronger than those who had fallen before, and she was determined to kill this monster, and make the world safer for her men, and her child.
So this is how she found herself standing outside a red door leading into the old art gallery in Boston. This was rumored to be the place to find the notorious Pickman. She pulled out her laser rifle, and checked to make sure it was loaded with fusion cells. Upon inspecting it, and finding it was ready to go she kicked the door to the art gallery open. When she entered she found herself looking down a darkened hallway, but not too dark that she could not see anything. She did not see any sign of any person in the hall, so she turned left into a room.
She was not prepared for the horrors that were in the room. There were multiple paintings hung upon the wall of things that were almost demonic, and the coloring of each one did not make them any less scary. Other than paintings, there were a few coffins with bones, and one contained a whole entire raider body. Another thing was the display in the center of the room with bags covered in blood containing body parts. Seeing all this enraged her even more than she had already been. She was going to show this Pickman fellow what for.
She traveled out to the kitchen, and found no one there except more dead raiders. She decided maybe it would be wiser to travel upstairs since there was nothing down on the first floor. The other floors didn't really hold anything other than more dead raiders, and destroyed furniture except the one room that contained a hole in the wall. Upon further inspection of the hole, she found that it lead somewhere else. She was determined that Pickman had to be hiding somewhere below here.
She traveled down, and found herself in some underground tunnels that were filled with lots of pipes, and water. She eventually found another painting that was of an eye with tons of hands reaching up towards it. Despite its simplicity, and lack of horror elements it still struck her with a slight trace of apprehension. She took a deep breath, and moved on. She wasn't going to let anything scare her for that may affect her fight with Pickman should she find him.
Eventually, she found a big pipe that went above the water, and ended up leading down into a big open area. She traveled to the edge that the pipe lead to, and gazed upon this room. She watched until she saw a man in a suit walking along. He had black hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. He looked so elegant not at all like the type of person that would kill raiders. She didn't care though, Pickman or not, Raiders killed anyone for their survival.
She leapt from the edge, and landed down in the area this man was at. He turned slowly detecting the sound of her landing.
He smiled "Oh, it seems another one wishes to test their skills against me. I wonder what kind of artwork I can make of you?"
He pulled out a black knife, and took a stance.
She roared "Pickman, I'll make you pay for all the lives you have taken of my people!"
"People? Raiders are hardly people. You are all just scum that need to be killed to better this wretched world."
"Scum? You're no better killing others, and making these disgusting things you call artwork!"
"I would be hurt, but my artwork is only made to be understood by those who truly appreciate such things. I will not take criticism from a piece of scum like yourself. Now, are you going to fight me, or talk all day? I have half a mind to remove your tongue, and figure out how to make a glorious artwork out of it."
She pointed her rifle at him, and took a shot. He quickly dodged it, and said "You're going to have to be faster than that if you hope to vaporize me."
She ran towards him, and made to hit him with the butt of the gun, but he dodged, and sliced into her arm with his knife.
She moved away from him, and clutched her arm. "I won't be stopped by you. I must kill you to make this a better place for my men, and my child."
"Make this a better place for your child? I laugh at that. You probably already have them armed with a gun, and trying to threaten people. You have already put them in death's way, and you talk about a better place."
"You talk as if you know everything. My child isn't born yet for I carry him inside of me."
Pickman stopped, and stared at her for a moment. He laughed, "Same thing. They are in your womb, and yet you're putting them in danger by fighting me. Don't talk about a better world for them. Now die!"
He ran forward, and sliced at her, but she managed to dodge his attacks.
She pulled up her gun, and fired at him again. This one grazed his arm. He glanced over at the hole that had appeared on his suit. He opened his mouth to say something when she got him twice more in his torso. He jumped back from the shots, and looked down at the two other holes that were now on his suit. He looked up, and said "You will pay dearly for what you have done. I thought to kill you, and be done with it, but you have sparked a new interest in me." He flew forward as she shot at him again, His leg flew out, and kicked upward sending her gun flying into the air. She moved to fight him hands-on when he slid behind her, and smashed his elbow into her head. "Sweet dreams," he said "this may the only time you get them around me anymore." Then everything blacked out.