Author's note: Ah yes, this is the fic I mentioned in 'Getting Away With It All', not to mention that this is my second Steam game fanfic.
Now, in case you're wondering, this may be the prologue, but it'll give you some very important information as to who the OCs are in this ficcie of mine. Also, some of them may or may not have connections to other characters that were present in First / Painful / Joyful.
And yes, there might be a gritty atmosphere around here, just to fit with the tone of the games.
Also, I don't own anything or anyone from the Lisa series. The aforementioned OCs, however, belong to me.
UPDATE: I've officially made a second draft, replacing the chapters in this story with better, revamped ones. I'll explain this a little further in the 'Author's Note' chapter. Enjoy!
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"Well, that was quick. She got away...she's impressive, I'll give her that. It's always the sweetest fruit that comes from the most rotten loins. She would have been a real asset to the women...they've been living underground for quite some time, haven't they? Not to mention one of them was going to slander us, but showed some pity for me..."
The Six Left Behind
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Dr. Yado was successful in carrying out the Great White Flash, seemingly obliterating every female on Olathe, while leaving his daughter as the only survivor. However, what he didn't know was there were actually more female survivors that narrowly escaped the Flash.
The group in question were known as the Beautiful Hoods, consisting of six women in their late twenties to early thirties. What made them distinct (and the reason they gave their group such a name) was the hooded jackets of varying colors they always wore whenever they were out on the town before the Flash ever happened.
They had also taken up the art of Kung Fu when they were much younger, naming their style as 'The Way of The Beautiful Hoods', as all six met in junior high. Even after the Flash, they continued to hone their craft.
There was also a seventh member, named Gale, who went by 'White Hood'. However, when group's leader knew that the Flash would be inevitable, she quickly rounded up all the other women, but White Hood forgot to catch up with them, and was captured by Dr. Yado.
The Beautiful Hoods would find an underground facility for them to take refuge in, and once they were inside, they were instantly worried that the Flash could kill everyone on Olathe, but that wasn't really the case, and for the next thirteen years, they found themselves fending for their lives in the facility, realizing there weren't enough resources for them to live longer. Thus, they began finding people who weren't unhinged, perverted, or possibly both, to help them find the resources they needed to survive, such as food, water and the like.
Yet all of them weren't aware of the fact that there was an infant, a female no doubt, who survived the catastrophe, being taken under the wing of a man named Brad Armstrong. When the girl reached the age of 13, she would find herself being brought in by a group of mysterious men, who claimed to be working for a man named Rando.
It seemed that this girl, whom Brad named Buddy, was the future of Olathe, but there was some irony in that statement. The surviving sextet that had been living underground were still alive, but no one never knew this.
As they lived underground, every day was mundane, nothing special. However, the group had to take weekly examinations on themselves to see if they were on their periods. Or even worse, on their dangerous days.
According to one of them, dangerous days meant that if any of the group had sex, the possibility of internal ejaculation could lead to pregnancy. Unfortunately, she seemed to have forgotten the previous week's deadline, due to her constant research on the warlords in Olathe.
Everything was normal...until one day that put an overall impact on all six of them.
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The group were busy eating lunch, apparently getting used to the food they got from a kind middle-aged man who lived with his son in a small house. Two of them - one with a yellow jacket, dark brown hair and green eyes, and the other with a pink jacket, light blonde hair and black eyes - had just about finished up, before the latter spoke up.
"Hey, aren't we ever going to find Todd?" she asked.
This woman in particular was Carla Taft, aka 'Pink Hood'. She was a shy, but gentle person, and since she had a fondness for fashion and enjoyed making new clothes, was also a seamstress, having worked with models.
Since the Flash, she was concerned about the whereabouts of her high school sweetheart and boyfriend, a man named Todd, who was a mere businessman.
"I don't know if we ever will. I bet he's fending for his life, somewhere..." the other woman replied.
She was Kathleen Lynn, known as 'Yellow Hood'. Bright, upbeat and a bit of an airhead, she was planning to climb up the ladder in the entertainment business like her musician friend, albeit as a comedienne. She also had a neighbor who lived next door to her, but he hardly ever talked to her.
"But I know he'll be safe...I know for sure." Carla replied.
"You know what bugs me?" a woman in a black jacket, with dark brown hair and matching eyes, and rather garish makeup, asked. "It's that every time we come up to the surface, we have to prevent ourselves from having men come after us. Let me tell you something: I've been using those Hunky Man love dolls for thirteen years, and as much as I enjoyed them, they're nothing compared to the real thing. Yet at the same time...I've been eyeing one of you like crazy; she seems to be the type of woman I'm looking for."
The woman's name was Darcy Hilton, going by 'Black Hood'. She was carefree, narcissistic and downright wanton, and her career as a fashion model helped a lot with her sex appeal.
She was highly sex-crazed, almost close to becoming a nymphomaniac, and had a good amount of ex-lovers (both male and female). In fact, the woman she was lusting after was known as Anastasia Aaron, aka 'Blue Hood'. An aspiring musician (she is the lead singer of her band 'Nektar'), she was very self-assured and rather arrogant, and was well known for having a sultry, edgy singing voice.
Aside from having a reputation as being very flirty with the opposite sex, she was also rumored to have a crush on a certain male celebrity. Unfortunately, after taking refuge, she sunk into a depression. She had tried to find her fellow band mates on her own, but couldn't due to the limited time they had to escape, and because of this, her emotional instability concerned the other members. And it seemed there was something that clearly caught her eye, making her extremely unaware of Darcy's frequent flirting with her.
"I know. But at least they'd give us what we needed; though to be fair, Anastasia and Carla had a crack at them once. Needless to say, they had mixed feelings about the experience." another woman, sporting a green jacket, with medium blonde hair and light brown eyes, replied.
Jennifer Hampton, known as 'Green Hood', was easily the most level-headed of the group, and before the Flash, she was a doctor studying artificial insemination.
"Wait a minute, does that mean that you, Kathy and Justine never had any 'experience' before? Even before the Flash? I wonder..." Darcy said, sporting an inquisitive look on her face.
Jennifer cleared her throat and glanced sideways, almost embarrassed by Darcy's inquiry. The blonde was quite modest, and when it came to romance, she was the kind of woman who wanted to take things slow, and when the opportunity came for her and a future boyfriend to take things further, she wanted to make sure that going all the way was the right thing to do.
Kathleen, by comparison, was keen on the subject, but since she was fairly naive, she never went all the way with a guy she had her mind on. As for the group's leader - Justine School, a woman with short, almost shoulder-length blonde hair and dark brown eyes - she grew up in a family that was strict on morals, her parents wanting their daughter to save herself for marriage.
She went by the nickname 'Red Hood', hence the red jacket she wore. A reporter of Scottish-American descent, she was very ambitious and confident, and while she would do reports that were considered simple but fascinating to the viewers, she had planned something big.
She was going to do a news report covering Dr. Yado, his subordinates, and even the drug known as Joy, and was even planning to expose them all. Alas, she was halfway finished when she got wind of the Flash about to happen.
"Did you ask anyone about Joy?" Anastasia asked.
This caused the other women to noticed, and Justine asked, "No. Why do you ask?"
"I was just...curious."
"Let's not focus on your obsession for Joy, okay? We need to think of a way to spread the word that there are more women left on Olathe besides just that little girl." Jennifersaid.
Anastasia grimaced, before slouching back into her chair. Just as they were about to resume their meal, while Kathleen and Carla left after they finished theirs, they heard a faint voice. Assuming it may have come from the surface, Darcy immediately got out of her seat to find the stairs leading to the main doors, which were similar to cellar doors.
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As she reached the top, she could hear a faint voice, clearly male. "So this must be some sort of bunker? Interesting..."
After the man spoke, he knocked on the doors using the heel of one of his feet. This prompted Darcy to ask in her usual sultry tone, "Hello, hello. Who's there?"
"Hello, hello, we're the Joy Trade, and we're looking to see if there's any life in that bunker of yours." the voice replied.
This caused Darcy's eyes to slightly widen, as she asked, "Huh? You serious?" before she descending down the stairs.
As she returned to the dining room, and exclaimed, "Guys! There's some visitors from the surface that want to see us in person!"
Immediately, Justine stood up, a look of wonder on her face as she said, "Visitors? So we finally meet somebody besides those kind volunteers willing to help us for the past thirteen years."
"Who are they, exactly?" Anastasia asked.
"I don't know." Justine replied, before turning to Jennifer and saying, "Jenny, inform the other girls."
Jennifer nodded and replied, "Okay, I'm on it."
She then made her way to the sleeping quarters, where she found Carla sitting on one of the beds with a batch of old photos, and asked, "Carla, are you there?"
This prompted Carla to look towards her and ask, "Huh?"
"There's some people who wanna talk to us for some reason, you need to see them." Jennifer replied.
"Are they friendly?"
"I'm not sure."
"Okay..." Carla immediately got off the bed, and headed for Justine and the others.
This left Jennifer to find Kathleen, and was able to locate her in the recreational room, reading a magazine while music was blaring from a stereo (which was given to them from a man in his late twenties, who was willing to give up his old items, as well as a set of batteries for said stereo).
"Kathy?" Jennifer asked. Of course, the music was too loud. "Kathy? KATHY!"
This immediately brought Kathleen out of her own little world, and asking, "What?"
"Can you lower your music?!"
"What? I was just bored, geez!" Kathleen exclaimed, before turning off the stereo and putting down the magazine. "What do you want?" she asked.
"There are a group of people that wish to meet us, follow me." Jennifer replied.
A groan escaped Kathleen's lips as she began following her into the dining room. Of course, Justine was at the top of the stairs.
"If you want to talk to us, then you must guess the password." she said.
"A password...?" the voice asked. "Hmmm..."
Another voice, also male, spoke up. "Uh...boobies?"
Uncontrollable laughter could be heard from outside, but Justine wasn't buying it as she said, "Ha ha ha, very funny, but that's not the right one."
The main voice was still pondering, not bothering to joining in the laughing that suddenly broke out. Eventually he found his answer. "Let's see...hoodies?"
This immediately prompted Justine to nearly jump out of her skin. "Hoodies?!" she asked. "Ugh, I really need to come up with a more complicated password next time." she muttered to herself.
"Oh, please." Anastasia retorted. "The six of us are the only ones that remembered the password in the first place."
"Yeah, but he saw right through it." Justine replied. "But we're still not letting you in. Now stop bothering us and go away!"
"Fine. We'll have to take matters in our own hands." the voice replied.
The woman in the red jacket gasped as she heard the sound of the door being kicked open, and called upon the other women to go upstairs and attempt to take them down.
Anastasia was the one to make the first move, as she delivered a roundhouse kick to one of the masked men, whereas another one tried to stab Darcy, which he successfully did. However, she punched him a few times, before kneeing him in the crotch.
Jennifer delivered a few kicks to a third Joy Boy, and Justine was able to double team her, punching his lights out with one of her fists. Carla, on the other hand, was almost close to being taken advantage of, and used both her feet to gut him in the stomach, causing him to hit the ground.
Kathleen was in the middle of giving another Joy Boy a beat-down, but found herself put into a hold by a fellow Joy Boy. She elbowed him a few times, before he let go and she delivered a headbutt to him.
Finally, Justine had come face to face with Buzzo, as she attempted to provide a three-punch combo to him, but he had narrowly evaded two of them. He then struck her with his sword, before bringing another devatating blow that made her drop to the ground.
She quickly got up, and tried to disarm him, but a Joy Boy ganged up on her, hitting her upside the head with one of his fists. The blonde in the red jacket grimaced as she was forcibly made to get up, until she took a closer look at him.
He was tall, rather athletic, had small smudges of black on his cheeks, rather menacing gear, and a severed arm on top of his helmet, and it caught Justine off guard as she slowly recognized him, blinking a few times before she spoke. "I don't believe it...you happen to be affiliated with that Yado creep...are you?"
The man, known as Buzzo, replied, "I am; thanks for asking. Now, if any of you are actual females, then remove your jackets."
The six women nearly flinched at his request, as Jennifer asked with a worried expression, "Our jackets?"
Carla could only bite her lower lip, before she said, "I don't know...I really have a bad feeling about this...Is he going to threaten us with sex?"
Anastasia shook her head as she replied, "I have no fucking clue."
Looking over at the others, Justine said, "If he wants us to take off our jackets, then so be it."
Darcy rolled her eyes as she replied, "Fine."
"Fair is fair, I guess." Kathleen added with a shrug.
The group of women would then be let go, and unzip their jackets and lower the hoods, revealing themselves before Buzzo and his men. As they set the jackets aside on the ground, they stood there with neutral, yet slightly embarrassed expressions, unaware of the fact that some of his cronies were grinning as they briefly raised their masks to admire how voluptuous and attractive the sextet were.
"Just as I thought, all six of you are actual women all this time." he said, still sporting a grin, which was a bit bigger than before.
"Well, I hope you're happy." Justine replied.
A small silence occurred, before Anastasia was able to remember the Joy Trade introducing themselves to Darcy while they were outside and looking for the password to their hideout. Anastasia looked over at the group of men, and asked, "Are you the Joy Trade...?"
Her expression became a mixture of anxiety and excitement as she added, "Do you...do you sell joy?" It wouldn't be long for her to attempt to run over to them as she exclaimed, "Please...give me some! Give me some right now!"
"Anastasia, no!"
Those words came from Jennifer as she immediately restrained her, causing Anastasia to possess a look of need on her face. "But..." she stammered.
"We vowed to never take any of that crap, especially since it's the most infamous drug in all of Olathe." Jennifer was able to tell her.
Anastasia clenched her teeth in disappointment, before Buzzo spoke up. "The reason we found you is that we wanted to be charitable and offer you the resources you need to survive."
"Sorry, but we've already found people who not only weren't fishy, or even crazy, but were nice enough to give us what we wanted." Jennifer replied.
"I see..." he said, possessing a look of disappointment on his face, before adding, "Allow me to change the subject, for I want you to meet someone special."
Almost immediately, the Joy Trade brought in a young girl, with long black hair and a slightly pale complexion, wearing a pink dress-like outfit with long sleeves. Of course, there was also a small smudge of red located at where one of her nipples used to be. It seemed Brad has chosen to sacrifice parts of his body - and one of the girl's nipples - to ensure the safety and survival of his party members.
The sextet of women were immediately shocked, as Carla asked, "Is...Is that?"
"Isn't she Yado's fa-" Jennifer asked, but was cut off by Darcy, who shushed her.
"Who's this?" Justine asked.
"This little girl here, though she's pubescent, could use a little 'help' from you beauties." one of the Joy Boys replied, looking over at the girl.
"You mean, normal help?" Kathleen asked.
"Nope, not at all." he replied, shaking his head 'no'. "In fact, it's a special kind of 'help'."
This disgusted the Beautiful Hoods greatly, with Kathleen exclaiming, "EW! That's wrong on so many levels!"
"Yeah, it's called pedophilia, you sicko." Jennifer added.
"In other words, he wants us to teach her about sex." Darcy chimed in, sporting a rather creeped out expression. Of course, when she said 'sex', a small thought came into her mind. "Wait...did I just say sex?" she asked herself.
It wasn't long for her to nearly throw herself at Buzzo, as she exclaimed, "Oh, honey, I just wanna get laid right now! I haven't had sex in years!"
"Darcy!" Justine called out.
He, on the other hand, pushed Darcy off of him as he said, "My, you're desperate." He then brought his gaze to the others as one of the Joy Boys added, "Hey, the six of you seem to be ripe for the picking."
Ripe for the picking...in other words...they were the only women left on Olathe for any man to have sex with. While Darcy and Anastasia were ecstatic, Carla was anxious yet eager, whereas Kathleen, Jennifer and Justine were perplexed.
Buzzo looked over at his henchmen, and said, "Excuse me, but I did not want your input."
"Well, some of us are pretty hungry for some nice pieces of ass like her." the masked man replied.
"Uh...Darcy, Carla and Anastasia were the only ones that ever got laid before the Flash, so needless to say, me, Kathy and Justine are virgins." Jennifer explained.
"Yeah, but I did have a huge interest in sex." Kathleen added.
Remembering how her family wanted her to remain 'pure' until marriage, Justine bit her lower lip, trying not to blush as she said, "I...I never knew anything about sex. I just don't understand why you brought this up all of a sudden."
Buzzo was about to speak, but another Joy Boy replied, "Well, we have a little game prepared for you."
At first, the six women had no clue whether to trust him or not. Buzzo, on the other hand, was dumbfounded by one of his henchmen's proposition.
"You sicko...just what game are you talking about, exactly?" Jennifer asked. It wasn't long before the Joy Trade, excluding its leader, barked at the women to follow them.
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Hmmm...I wonder sort of game the Joy Trade has in store for our heroines? Stay tuned!
With love for my fans,
Chrissy