Hello me again, danm I update slow. Anyway here's chapter 3.

Rennan simply stared at the thin metal door from a cardboard futon n the floor. The day had passed quickly and now he could only stare at the door unable to sleep. His ears picked up on the shallow and even breaths through the wall indicating that Ava had fallen asleep.
She was too trusting. From what he had gathered she was from a vault close by, but when asked to explain why she was out here she simply stated the she was looking for someone. She was innocent and naive the wasteland would make sure to beat that trust out of her soon enough

He simply didn't know what to do, sure that if he falls asleep that the ghoul below would slit his throat. He listened for a noise from down stairs and could hear leather squeak as the ghoul shifted around. He was sure that the ghoul was still awake too making sure he didnt try anything.
He didnt know what to make of his situation. Here was this strange and caring girl who invited him into her home with open arms. He was sure there was a catch, but he went with them anyway. He sighed as he peeked through a hole in the wall to the out side. The sun was starting to come up ans the first rays of sunlight filtered through the metal walls of the town. A sharp buzz assaulted his ears from the room beside his, only to be silenced shortly after. He could hear her foot steps as he walked around the patchwork shack Charon however didn't make a sound.
Rennan stood up and opened the door looking over to see Ava exit her room in a ratty t-shirt and shorts. Her tired eyes spoting him poking out his head but quickly dismissed him with a small smile and lumbered down the stairs.
He hesitated before following her to the main room where charon stood next to the door. She fiddled with a few switches and knobs on the computer station causing Wadsworth to jump to life.
"Good morning madame how may I be of assistance?" The cheery hunk of metal called out. Rennan glared daggers towards it but the droid either didn't notice or didn't care.
Ava mearly grunted in response and with that the robot flew off to her room, to presumably clean up. She then steped over to the fridge.
Charon stared ahead towards the far wall but Rennan knew better he could practicaly feel his gaze on him. He sat down on the bottom step and clicked his claws together, the menacing blades gave off a metallic shine in the florescent light. His tail lay still beside him the only sign that it was alive was the occasional twitch from the powerful muscles within. He heard foot steps as Ava returned with three boxes of dried meat. Handing one to charon she turned to sit downnext to rennan. She handed him the other box careful to avoid the claws.
The box itself seemed worn out and ancient with masking tape barely holding it together. 'Molerat' was wrote on the front in bold letters.
He sliced open the top to reveal several strips of jerky and a salty aroma. With grace that seem impossible with such bulky claws he popped one into his mouth and chewed.

Ava watched at the strange boy as he ate. The light revealed numerous tiny scars along his hands and arms. His feet were bare and had small points for toe nails. As he chewed she saw that he had a extra set of canines on the top of his jaw as well as the bottom right behind the originals. She didnt know what to think of him, he was an enigma. One thing she was sure of though was that moria was going to find some inane way to fit him into the survival guide. It would probably be best to delay that meeting for awhile.
"So" she began. "How long have you been on your own?"
He looked up from his meal before looking back to it with a thoughtful expression. He looked back up but didn't meet her eyes.
"Fourteen winters." He stated simply.
Ava raised a brow at this. That was rather impressive. She couldn't imagine how he survived that long without help, but from how he shifted nervously around under her gaze she could tell he didn't trust her.
She glanced back up to Charon who had remained Stoic through out the situation. The ghoul wasn't right in the head, she knew that much, but she wondered just what type of horrors he could've gone through to just shrug off they idea of a hybrid sitting in the living room.
She turned back to Rennan, the young mutant sitting quietly having finished his meal. His reptile like eyes kept glancing to the staircase, as if expecting something to attack him. She had so much she wanted to ask, but were as she had a plethora of questions swarming her head earlier, she couldn't seem to summon them back up. She started to fiddle with her pipboy. The quest section section popped up, reminding her that Simms had asked to investigate some attacks on caravans nearby. She smiled at the needed distraction.
"Alright so heres todays plan, the sheriff asked me to go check out some carravan attacks up the road. From what I've gathered its a few raiders that decided to set up shop. There shouldn't be to many so this should be some easy caps."
Charon merely nodded while Rennan simply clicked his claws together. She mentaly sighed. 'I need traveling buddies who actually talk.'

Rennan simply stared ahead at the old crumbling school. Ava had been right about it being raiders but had failed to actually guess the groups size.
They could see about five from where they stood. They hadn't been spotted yet either due to the cover of the remains of a house, or the fact that the raiders were stumbling around drunk.
"Okay," Ava started "more than a few. But we can still take them." She seemed to force the enthusiasm, but started to discuss a plan, or would've if not for the bullet whizzing past her head. They dropped to the ground as the raiders started yelling curses and death threats. Ava poke back up to shoot a few rounds from her assault rifle before ducking back down.
Rennan could hear heavy footsteps grow louder as they got closer. Charon stood up and fired off a few rounds as well, the sudden flesh thump signaling that he downed one bullets thumped into the old rotting wall of the house.
Rennan felt useless, his large claws had prevented him from acquiring a gun. Ava raised her rifle above the makeshift barricade and held the trigger the spray of lead some how managed to down three more. The gunshots stopped on both sides. Rennan peeked around the coner to see a solitary raider standing there with a piece of rebar. Gasing at his in fear and confusion he looked back up only to meet a wall of buck shot to the face. Ava peeked her head over the wall and gave a cheer at the dead wastelanders. She quickly hopped over the pock marked barrier and quikly started to loot the bodies.
Rennan glanced at them, they all wore jury rigged armour that looked like it wouldn't stop a dull knife. They smelt like they had never heard of soap, which was probably accurate. The shotgun had torn ones arm of with it laying a few feet from the body. He gulped, glad that he wasn't on the receiving end of that boomstick.
Ava huffed, annoyed, before kicking the dead raider.
"Didn't even have a few caps on them, bastards."
She started to make her way towards the school turned raider camp. Rennan simply followed her, unsure if coming with her was a good idea. The small ragtag group made their way down to the front door. Ava kicked the door causing it to swing open. She steped inside looking around.
Rennan stepped up behind her, he didn't like this, there wasn't anyone in the lobby. This place should be crawling with raiders, but the only signs of them were the makeshift cages on either side of the room he steped forward and sniffed the air, but could only smell Ava and Charon over the rot and decay, interestingly enough Charon smell more like leather and gunpowder than a corpse, Ava however smelled like bleach and steel, a very interesting combination. He took another step foward.
Metal started clanking above them making Rennan stop in his tracks. His eyes snapped up towards the ceiling catching a glance of a large cage barreling down. Time seemed to stand still as he felt something forcefully push him foward. He stumbled a few feet before falling on the cold hard floor the walls of the cage slammed down onto the floor behind him with a mighty crash. He scrambled to his feet to see Ava and Charon trapped in the makeshift cage. He heard raiders start to yell as they ran to see what they had caught.
"DON'T JUST STAND THERE, RUN!" Shouted Ava.
He wanted to, he really did, but the cage blocked off the entrance. The widows had been boarded up meaning the only place to run to was deeper into the school.
Alone.
Against a horde of raiders.
Without a gun.
The yelling grew louder as he made up his mind, and sprinted down the nearest hallway. Adrenaline rush through him as he rounded the corner, he was going to die here, he spotted what he hoped was a closset, and quickly shut himself in.
He dared not make a sound as the raiders past him by, screaming in triumph as the spotted their catch. As the last of the foot steps past by him he let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.
Only for the closet door to swing open. He froze as he stared back at the surprised raider, her purple mohawk looked menacing as a malevolent smile spread across her face.
"Well well well, looks like we missed one." She brought her bat over her head and swung, knocking him out cold.

A painful throbbing was the first thing he registered, his eyes cracked open the room just dark enough that the light didn't sting his eyes. He breifly wondered where he was.
'This isn't my room.'
Panic gripped him as his memory rushed back. He tried to move but was tied down. A quick glance showed that his claws were bound together with duct tape and wire, as well as his feet and tail.
"Looks like dinner woke up."
He looked back to the horrid voice to see the same raider from before. He tugged on the bindings as she aproached him, licking her lips as she did. Rennan tried to scream for help but found that he was gagged with a piece of grimy cloth and tape to hold his mouth shut.
"But first," she began "Im going to have a little fun."
She was close enough now that he could see how bloodshot her eyes were. He thrashed and kicked but he couldn't break the ropes.
She pulled out a rusty kitchen knife. And plunged it into his leg. His scream was muffled by the cloth and tape as tears rolled down his cheaks. The pain as almost unbearale.
"I didn't quite catch that you'll have to speak up." She told him in a mocking innocent tone. She gave the knife a hard twist, the horrid blade cut deeper into him.
At this point red started to crawl into his vision, as fear was replaced by anger.
She yanked the knife out before thrusting it in even farther. He could feel it hit bone. He didn't scream in pain however at this point it was full unbridled rage.
He had to get her.
Make her pay.
Had to escape.
Live.
Hunt.
Kill.
He heard something tear, but he dismissed it as he slashed her hand clean off, she screamed out in pain as the severed appandage flopped onto the floor.
When had his hand broke free? Doesn't matter. He slashed at his bindings cutting himself in the process, he didn't care, all he cared about was the hunt. Quickly tearing off the gag, he started to growl, instinct drove him as he crawled towards his prey. She had curled up in a ball gripping the bloddy stump as it gushed her life force.
He crouched down ready to pounce, and with a primal roar, that no human could make, he leapt at her. She didn't even have time to scream as his claws sunk into her gut and his teeth clamped down on her throat, crushing her wind pipe. The scent of blood flooded his sences as he thrashed his head back and forth, until he heard a sicking pop.
He let the body drop to the floor as he heard more prey run towards him. The first one bursted in and stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the blood covered hybrid.
The crazed mutant didn't gawk however and immediately charged. The raider raised up his pool cue in a feeble attempt to block the rasor sharp talons. The black knives slashed threw the aged wood with little effort and continued across his chest tearing through the weak barding. He dropped to the ground trying desperately to crawl away. Rennan raised his claws above him preparing to finish off his prey. Three bullets thumped into him, he whirled around angry that something attacked him while he hunted. Three more raiders stood there holding small pistols.
He bellowed out another roar before charging them.

They had Ava hanging upside down in one of the old class rooms, her arms bound and her person stripped bare of weapons, which were stored in a set of lockers in the same room. Charon hung five feet across from her in the same situation, a angry look plastered on his face as he glared at the raider currently guarding the 'entertainment'.
"When I get down from here I'm going to shove that rifle so far up your ass, you'll have to open your mouth to aim." How Charon said that so calmly yet with all the rage in the world, Ava will never know, She didn't have to think about it for long though as a blood curdling scream rang out followed by what she imagined a dinosaur would sound like.
The raider jumped up to his feet fumbling with his shoddy rifle to bring it upto arms. Ava and Charon glanced a each other before looking back to the door, gunshots rang out followed by another roar then even more screaming and guns being fired. The guard shakily backed away from the door.

Right up to Charon.
The oversized ghoul just happend to be tide up so the his head was the same level as the scared raider. His hands whipped out, having worked through the binding, grabbing the raiders head and slammed his head into the guards making him drop like a rock.
The sounds of fighting had grown closer now, about fifty feet away. Charon worked quickly taking a hidden knife from his boot and sliced through the bindings holding him off the ground. He dropped to the floor with a meaty thump he scrambled up when what sounded like a body hit the door full force. He quickly sliced through Avas binds next catching her before she hit the floor she ran to the lockers quickly arming herself and tossing Charon his shot gun which he cocked eagerly. A roar bellowed out as the door flew off its hinges from another sudden impact.
Ava spun around ready to shoot down whatever was slaughtering the raiders, but froze when she saw who stood in front of her.
Rennan.
He was covered in blood and limping, his claws were soaked in the scarlet liquid. A knife blade stuck out of his leg having shredded the upper half his arms were bleeding from bullet wounds. His eyes seemed wild, holding no intelligence at all, the pupils barley a sliver of black.
"R-Rennan!?"
He whirled around barring his teeth revealing them to be stained pink. He crouched down on all fours ready to pounce.
Charon tackled him as he sprang, rolling out the door into the hallway. Rennan snapped at his neck but the ghoul nimbly dodged the powerful jaws. Charon dtew back his fist and punch the raging beast behind the jaw the resound crack told of broken bones. Rennan went limp, Charon rolled off his body nursing a cut he had received for the trouble.
Ava ran over to the still body panicking, she pressed her head up to his chest waiting for something anything.

...

Thu-thump
Thu-thump.
She could feel his chest start to slowly rise and fall. She fumbled through her supplies for meds pulling out several syringes.
"Charon, help me pull this knife out!"
And so began the laborious task of healing the dieing boy.

and its finally done