Vipra opened her eyes to find she was laying down on something very cold, and she could tell by the fact that she felt as if she was naked for it didn't feel as if she was wearing her normal veteran armor. She found that as she looked around she could not see anything at first. Eventually, her eyes adjusted to the dark, and they revealed that she was in another underground tunnel, or something. She tried to sit up, but found she could not move, and also her head felt as if she was swimming but with a throbbing pain added to it. She looked to try to see what was holding her down, and found she was strapped to a stone platform of some sort. She fought against the restraints, but it was all to no avail. She tensed at the sound of footsteps coming towards her.

Pickman walked up to her, and smiled. "It seems that you have finally awakened. Wonderful."

Her body shook with rage as she snarled "Unstrap me, and I'll fucking murder you."

"You already had that chance, and failed. Now, it's my turn to do things to you. First of all, checking the status of your so called child."

She strained against her restraints "Touch my unborn child, and I'll fucking murder you! I fucking mean it! I won't let you harm him!"

"I mean no harm to your unborn child. I just wish to check on how far along it is...if you even have a child inside of you."

"Don't you even think about touching me!"

"I say that you don't really have much say in what happens right now for you can't really move."

He reached out, and placed his hands upon her bump, and felt for any signs of movement from her child. He then measured her, and said "If you are pregnant then I would say you have about two weeks to giving birth." He then went to press lightly on her bump to determine the way the baby would be lying. After that he moved his hand a little further down, and pressed firmly on her uterus to see which way the baby was presenting. After he finished with that, he pulled out a stethoscope, and placed it against her stomach, and listened for the sound of her child's heartbeat. When he finished, he told her "It would seem your child is in good health for being born from a raider."

She jerked against her restraints, and yelled at him about killing him some more. He rolled his eyes, and said "I would love to continue our lovely chat that we are having here, but I have other plans, and I wish to move on to those right now." She glared at him as he walked off to retrieve an item. She pressed herself into the stone as he returned with a syringe full of an unknown substance. "What is that?" she asked a tone of fear in her voice.

He smiled and said "Something to help you sleep before the operation."

"What operation..." was all she got out before he slammed the syringe into her arm, and injected her with the unknown substance. The world swam before her eyes, and she saw that black blade coming towards her again before everything went dark for the second time since she came to this place.

Vipra opened her eyes sometime later to feeling very weak, and drowsy. She blinked, and soon found that something smelled like it was burning, or had been burning. She tried to move her arm forgetting for a moment that she was strapped down to a stone platform. She tried to sit up, and look around for the location of Pickman, but saw no sign of him. Maybe now would be a good chance to get free, and do something about killing him.

She jerked her arm against the one restraint, but could not free it. She moved her head to better see the restraint to see if she could figure out how to free her arm when her eyes settled on what he had done. Where she had a whole entire arm at one time she found she only had half of an arm now. She started hyperventilating when she came to realize that when she looked at her whole body the same had been done to her other arm, and both of her legs. She let out a blood-curdling scream.

Her scream apparently got Pickman's attention because soon he arrived in the room she was in. He smiled, and said "How do you like your new looks? Sadly, on your behalf, you lost a lot of blood, but luckily I cauterized the wounds for you before you completely bled out. You may be weak for a few days before you replenish your blood count. I'd release you, but you'd probably be dumb enough to try to leave, and worsen your condition."

If she was free right now, she would go back to her group, and have them vaporize Pickman's ass, but she was trapped here with this madman. There was no hope for her in this place with him, the person who had taken away all of her abilities to do anything against him. She laid there staring at the stone roof above them, and felt so much rage course through her body. She would never forgive him, never. She thought I may not have arms or legs, but the moment you free me, you're mincemeat, Pickman.