Chapter 1 : Hell.
She pressed the barrel of the still hot 10mm to his temple as he let out a whimper of pain. The other raiders laid dead around the two as the wind blew softly in the deserts air.
"Scum…" she pressed the barrel firmer to his skull as she pulled back the hammer. "Give me one good reason to salvage your pitiful life?"
"Please," He pleaded, "I can help you! Whatever you want I'll do it! Just please don't kill me!"
"What can a junkie, like you, do to help me?" She shouted in rage her finger slowly tightening on the trigger.
"I have a car!" He cried out, "I can take you anywhere!"
"A car?" She laughed "In the wastes? Why lie now when your life is on the line?"
Before he could answer the sounds of sentry bots came from the east.
"What the…" The dirt and blood covered girl looked behind her, only to see a cluster of escape Sentry Bots riding towards them.
"Shit!" She cried out and looked down at the injured man at her feet.
"You have to trust me! I have a car just follow me!" he started to get up and as she was hesitant she began to follow him quickly.
Soon they ran up to a car, beaten up and rusted all over. He hopped in and to her surprise the vehicle actually started. She slid into the vehicle and aimed the gun back at his head.
"Drive!" as soon as she shouted he slammed on the gas the car jolting forward as the sentry bot were left behind.
"North of D.C." She mumbled as soon as they were away from the danger.
"Where are we going?" he asked silently, feeling the presence of the gun still aimed and loaded at him.
"Ever heard of The Pitt?" her voice made it sound like she was grinning, but her face showed no emotion.
"No, Why?" He plowed through a gecko, blood splattering everywhere but it didn't phase him.
"Cause that's where we're going."
The car sputtered as they pulled up to a mountain wall, that seemed to stretch for miles. The air in the area seemed to be heavier and hotter than normal. A coppery blood like taste hung in the air as the two left the car. The air blowing, carrying the small whispers of screams along with it.
"This is The Pitt?" He asked looking around. Silver could see the ounce of fear in his eyes and shook her head.
"Not yet, Follow me." She made her way to a stone gate that was black and covered with hand marks, some bloody.
The raider slowly followed Silver as she walked up to the gates. As soon as they stopped, Silvers expression instantly changed, her lips turned up into a devious smirk her dark brown eyes glinting with trickery.
She shouted, making the raider flinch, "Charlie! I got another one!"
"Wha-" The raider was suddenly cut off as Silver pressed her gun against his back.
"Too bad you Never heard of the Pitt." She had a taunting tone in her voice, "We're the big dogs, more organized than you raiders." She spoke as she pushed the trembling raider past the creaking opening gates. He felt as if he was being dragged slowly into hell. "We traffic slaves, make them work in our iron mills. That's how we make our money. We're more powerful than the B.O.S and Paradise Falls combined. We don't care about the Capital Wasteland, s long as we're making money, and no one tries to mess with us. We don't care."
They followed a dirt path until they found a road, the raider quiet in shock. As soon as they walked up to a crumbling bridge, the raider read the sign. 'Welcome to the Pitt" on an old road sign. The other worlds marked out with paint.
The raider finally spoke, though it was hard to speak over the sound on the nearby factories. "Why?"
"Why what?" She said softly as they trudged along on the bridge.
"Why did you only take me, why not the whole group of raiders? Why was I the only one you took"
Silver laughed, "Don't feel fucking special. Not only were there too many to take with me, me being the only one to actually trick them into following me, but they fought against me. Too much of a pain to attempt to take them all." She smirked at his back, "And you were the only one who was foolish enough to actually follow me, hell you even gave me a ride and made it so much quicker to get there."
She kicked his leg, "Fucking walk faster."
Grunting he obeyed, the sound of his heart racing in fear heard by both of them.
They arrived at another set of gates, dimly lit by the setting sun. They slowly opened as the stench of rotting flesh wafted over them, making the Raider gag. As they passed the gate they came upon a large complex of buildings. Unlike the ones in the waste, they were more sturdy looking, as if their structures were repaired. A loud echo from the speaker rang out as the many slavers turned to look at Silver and her newest catch.
"Well, won't ya look at that, Silver is back from vacation. And it seems that she brought a treat with her." the man over the speaker laughed as the crowd of slavers laughed, howled and whistled.
"Welcome to Hell." The man chuckled over the intercom.
