Chapter 3
Damon had to act quickly. He rolled with Harith under one of the train cars and waited for the mutants to go past. Lucky Harith almost cried out when the Behemoth went right up to his Brahmin and bit its head off before just dropping it back down onto the ground.
"Bessy..." Whispered Lucky Harith.
Damon's mind was racing. He couldn't stay and fight, there were too many, and besides, his Laser Rifle didn't work. Also, it was just a bunch of raiders. If they died it would probably be better for the world anyways.
His mind made up Damon slid out from under that cars and motioned Harith to follow him, quietly.
"Damon," He whispered. "We can't just leave them here! They'll all die!"
Damon turned around angrily, at least as far as Harith could tell. "Good!" He almost shouted. "Their just a bunch of fucking raiders anyways! Who gives a shit? Besides, even if I wanted to help I don't have a weapon to do it with!"
Lucky Harith looked down in defeat. As much as he hated to admit it, Damon was right. "Let's go."
They fled into the coming darkness as the raiders' screams of pain and agony continued on behind them.
After a fitful night of half-sleep, the pair returned to Evergreen to see what had become of the raiders. Damon chose for them to go the long way around so that theyhe could get on the cliffs and scout out the area.
After about a hour of hiking, they got to a good position. Damon asked Harith for a gun with a scope, before remembering that Harith had lost his Brahmin. Luckily, Lucky Harith happened to be carrying a Scoped .44 Magnum.
"Thanks." Said Damon as he took the pistol and looked through the scope.
On the floor there were nothing but bodies. A large group of raider bodies were located in one area. That must've been where they were when the minigun opened up. Halfway to the factory, some Super Mutant bodies started showing up. At least they got a few. He was about finished surveying the area when he saw something move slightly down by the factory. It came out into the sunlight and showed itself. It was the Behemoth.
"God damnit! Can't we get a break?" Said Damon. He had planned on looting the entire camp before moving on.
"What?"
"The Behemoth is still there!"
"Of course..." Harith had plans to salvage too.
They were turning away when Damon got a bright idea.
"The cage..." He said. An idea coming to him.
"What?" Ask Harith, confused.
"We could trap him in the cage! Its big enough and its electrified, all we have to do is get him in there then get out and turn the power on!" Damon was pleased with himself for coming up with such a great idea.
"Great, so, how do we do that?" Well, Damon had been pleased with himself.
"How about..." Damon racked his head for ideas. For once, though, Harith came up with one.
"I could stand by the generator, and when you run in, he chases you then you run your ass out of there and I pull the switch...after you close the gate of course." He added with a smile.
"It's a plan!" Said Damon, thinking that he might actually get some loot from this after all.
And so they took off. They had to trek all the way back around to the entrance, and then from there they had to start sneaking. Damon wasn't any good at sneaking, and his power armor constricted him, on top of it squeaking. I've got to start repairing my stuff. He thought. In the excitement, he had forgot even to clean his rifle.
Somehow, they got to the generator without the Behemoth noticing. On the contrary, the Behemoth seemed preoccupied with the factory. Either there are raiders in there or more Super Mutants. This was the first time that he was hoping for raiders.
"Go. Just shoot at him and get in there. I'll be right here." Said Harith.
"Hold on." He said. He went and got a raiders body and propped it up on the other side. "Okay. Be ready." They shook hands and then parted.
Damon had his part planned out. He walked right out into the open and took aim with his Laser Pistol. His shot connected dead on with the Behemoth's skull. It gave out a shout of pain before searching for its assailant. Surprisingly, Damon had to fire two more shots before it located him. These things are dumb. He thought as he took off towards the cage. This should be easy. Then something unexpected happened.
Turns out, there were raiders still in the factory, and they had no clue what was going on. A few of them decided to come out and take on the Behemoth, effectively ruining Damon and Harith's plan. The Behemoth turned to take on the new, and closer, threat.
"No! Get back inside!" Yelled Damon. "We have a plan!"
The raiders, being raiders, stupidly stayed and continued to shoot at it with their inadequate pistols. All the Behemoth did was pick one up and throw it at the others, knocking down two of them who were then stomped on.
Damon had to get control of the situation. He started running towards the Behemoth before he stepped on something that rolled out from under his foot and caused him to fall. When he looked at what he had stepped on, he was delighted to see a grenade. Excellent! He thought. He wasn't exactly proficient with explosives, but he wasn't aiming for a small target. He picked it up, aimed, pulled the pin, and threw it with all his might.
The grenade flew through the air and hit the Behemoth in its head. It bounced off its thick skull before exploding down by the chest, leaving multiple puncture wounds. The beast never stopped moving though. It refocused on Damon and ran faster than he thought possible.
"Oh shit!" He yelled as he started running back towards the cage. "Oh shit. Oh shit." He continued to whisper under his breath. "GET READY!" He shouted as he gets close to the cage.
He rounded the corner and got into the shadows. The Behemoth came around the corner only second later. Seeing the raider body, thinking it was Damon, it charged in only to find a dead body. It turned around to get out, only to see the door shut. Harith pulled the switch, turning the power on. The Behemoth tried to open the door but got severely shocked. It tried a few more times before it learned that it couldn't get out.
They looked at each other before shouting with glee: "We did it!"
