YOOO I STARTED UNIVERSITY MY DUDES! AND MY COMPUTER WITH ALL MY FILES HAS BEEN DESTROYED SO I HAD NO IDEA WHERE THIS STORY WAS GOING BUT HERE IS HOPING. ON BREAK AT THE MOMENT SO EXPECT SOME MORE CONTENT. LOVE YOU ALL PLEASE MESSAGE BACK IF YOU LIKE IT OR NAH

This is completely left field of what i was planning. But i needed to mix it up. Another jeet or stank gum story isin the works.

Octavia awoke in a mound of furs and blankets. She sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed, stretching her arms high above her head. She dangled her legs for a moment staring around the once again empty room, not sure if she liked waking up alone all the time. Usually she was surrounded by people, her father, Judge, even workers on the farm. She didn't like the ache in her heart.

Her feet pressed onto the cold floor, wrapping herself in a robe from the bed post. It was still fairly early, the breeze on the balcony crisp and fresh, morning dew coating the railing. From her vantage point she could see the strangled mass of metal that formed the hotbed that was the gastown metropolis. A mix of the wretched and other citizens transverse the platforms and yards, intermingling with the more noticeable warboys.

Somewhere down there they must of kept their vehicles. She'd always wanted to learn to drive but her dad had never wanted to waste fuel teaching her. It wasn't like he let her go anywhere and if he did he would have someone else do the driving. What could have been a betetr time to learn but the present.

Now back inside Octavia was appreciative of the trunk of fabrics Titania had no doubt left for her. She changed out of her sleepwear into something more suitable before marching out into the hallway. She wasn't really sure where she was headed as she strode down the upper corridoors. She almost knocked on Tatania's door but was worried about her plan being derailed.

Once she had descended to a more populated lower level the wretched she encountered parted in her path. Whispering nonsense about her as she passed. She didn't really mind their words, too preoccupied trying to navigate the maze of hallways. She was trailing behind a duo of warboys, both painted in bright yellow and sure enough they led her to the exact place she had in mind.

Behind one last gated door was the gas town garages. The smell of gas fumes, sweat and welding was overwhelming as she stepped into the room. The compound, which divided into several small garages, was bursting with warboys of all descriptions, in the far corner a pair of polecat riders were mounting weapons to their vehicle.

As if on queue the Prime Imperator from her wedding feast made a beeline toward her, shooing off any gawking war boys. He bowed his head curtly, ''I was not aware we were expecting you today Octavia,'' he gestured to their surroundings, ''Lord Scrotus is out with his raiding party, I should notify him of your arrival''.

Before she could respond accordingly a fleet of vehicles spilled into the garage, breaking off from the pack into their respective bays. Octavia and the Prime both turned in time to watch Stank Gum's monstorous ride pull into the compound.

''That won't be necessary thank you,'' Octavia side stepped the Prime and strode forward toward the leuitenant as he leapt from the cab of his car.

''And to what do I owe this lovely surprise?" Stank Gum bowed his head and signaled to the prime, ''Take her to my den'' he waved lazily to his chariot.

Without so much as a word, the prime was gone taking Stank Gum's car with him. Octavia wondered where his most prized possession was kept. A car that was equally as terrifying and powerfl as its owner.

''I need your help with something,'' she smiled sweetly and clasped her hands, ''I would like to learn how to drive''.

He laughed quietly and shook his head, ''This is not sanctioned by Lord Scrotus''

She shrugged her shoulders, ''He is out on a raid, I am sure he won't mind,'' she glanced around, ''It doesn't have to be your car we can use any of these..''

He scoffed that time, ''This is not a negotiation Octavia, You must go back to your room until Lord Scrotus returns.'' He grabbed her arm and began leading her out of the garages.

''You can't just take me back to my room and leave me there all day,'' she tugged against his grip but he held firm, digging his fingers into the soft flesh of her arm, ''If you won't teach me then I will find someone who will.''

In a flash she was pressed up against the cool concrete of the wall, his forearm pressed against her neck, ''There is no warboy in this town that will dare lay his gaze upon the Bountiful Octavia, if you so much as speak to them they will be put down. Will you risk that for your own selfish gain?"

He softened his hold on her allowing her to breath again, "I want to be useful, I am not a prize to sit in a room all day waiting for him to come home''

''Do not be so naive to think your father traded you as a political play, you are a wife not a warlord.'' he stumbled back into a railing as she barged into his chest screaming, her hand swiftly reaching for one of his blades, placing the cold metal against his neck.

''I have been trained my whole life to suceed my father, I am Octavia Kalashnikov, the daughter of the Bulletfarmer, Lady Justice, Wife of the immortal Lord Scaborous Scrotus. I will not let my marriage strip me of my titles. I am more worthy to drive a car than any of your half life war boys,'' Octavia ended her tirade, dropping her weapon with a clatter.

Fury radiated from Stank Gum. Every fibre in his body begged him to slice this girl from gut to throat. Before he could retaliate Octavia grabbed his face, pulling him down and crashing her lips into his. His anger erupted and he bit back ferociously. Lifting her from the ground and pinning her against the wall.

The war boy who stumbled upon the adulterers didn't have time to run before his throat was slit. Stank Gum tossed his boody over the railing into the underbelly below. Octavia peered down at his lifeless corpse, the wretched already picking over his belongings like vultures.

''I think I've made a mistake, please forgive me that was out of line,'' she half laughed and turned to escape but his hand closed around her wrist.

''But we've only just begun" his grin was unnerving but stirred something in the pitt of her stomach.