Chapter 4
The behemoth defeated, the two decided to start towards the mill and see who had survived. Remembering that they were raiders, they decided against actually going inside the building, instead just standing outside and shouting.
"Hey!" Cried Damon. "The Behemoth is dead! It's just us!" When the mill still showed no further signs of life, the pair started to turn around and start looting the corpses.
"My friends!" A voice shouted just as they had turned around. Turning back around, they saw Smiling Jack, holding his custom shotgun, walk out with about a half dozen raiders following him, all scanning their surroundings for any sign of danger.
"Jack!" Said Harith, shaking his hand as he walked up to the group. "I knew you'd survive. You never seem to die."
"That's a good thing and I don't plan on changing it. So," he said looking at Damon."a good fighter and a good thinker. I only wish some of these people could be half as competent." He said while motion at the bodies that the Behemoth had squished. "Oh, and Harith, sorry about your Brahmin. If it makes you feel any better, there is usually a wild herd of Brahmin to the East of here, which is the direction you're going anyways, right?"
"Ya, we're heading to Megaton." He said, completely blowing any secrecy they had going for themselves.
"Harith!" Whisped Damon harshly into Lucky Harith's ear. "Now they know where we are going and probably what route we are taking! If they wanted to they could ambush us!"
"Oh don't work so much Damon!" He whispered back. "For one, Jack wouldn't let them. And two, Jack used to be a caravaner to! I actually use his old route."
"Whatever. It just seems to me like you are putting a little too much trust into a raider."
"Hey, are you two done having your little conversation?" Said Jack. "Or do I have to assume that you are plotting against me?" He added jokingly.
"Actually," Said Damon with a smile under his helmet. "we are. I just haven't figured out how best to cook up your remains after I kill you."
Some of the raiders looked like they were ready to bolt now.
"What?" He said after seeing their faces. "Can't take a joke?"
This relaxed a few of them. Damon loved messing with raiders, when he wasn't killing them, that is.
"Okay," Said Lucky Harith finally. "We'd better be off before Damon gives one of your men a heart attack. Hope you don't mind if we loot the bodies?"
"Boys, do you mind if Damon and Harith loot those bodies?" Asked Jack. All it took was for Damon to slightly move his hand towards his pistol before they were all shaking their heads. "That settles it! Just make sure you leave me something!"
Without a Brahmin, Damon was stuck carrying all of the weapons they found. Fortunately, all they found were some 10mm pistols and one Assault Rifle. Then they went over to Harith's dead Brahmin, Bessy.
"Well old girl, you were good while you lasted but everything has to die some day."
"So true..." Replied Damon sadly.
Harith could tell he hit a nerve, so to change Damon's thoughts, he had him get to work on picking up all the guns he had.
"Well, since I'm doing this, how about you repair my Laser Rifle for free? Oh." He added. "would you mind putting that scope from your magnum on there?"
"Well...why not." Said Harith. "But it'll mean you don't get that extra hundred caps."
"Worth it." And with that, Damon started picking up the weapons so that they could leave.