Little bird
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED: This chapter is definitely rated M! If you feel uncomfortable or offended please scroll up and hit the back button or skip the chapter.
Now, I wanted to do my shout outs. Dudeman1397( Stalkers are the advanced runners. They started in the hotel basement and were able to hide and jump at you), xxnarutodemonxx (Thanks!), fakeasmile90, and Galeonmoon (I know! David was a beast. Why are there so few decent people? He could have been legit.) Talath Rana and Unwritten (Thank you so much. Your English is not bad at all just keep working and you will be fluent. Feel free to translate).
I feel like I skip the basic story in the game (why rehash what we saw) I add to it in the spaces. This is Ellie's chapter. Brace yourself.
Ellie kicked at the metal of the cage. Fucking asshole. She went around the box had left her alone and there was nothing she could do. "ARG!" She kicked at the door again.
The tracks. The tracks. Her stupid tracks. She led them straight to her. Straight to Joel! Her mind flashed to him in the basement. It would be easy for them to back up and kill the 'crazy man.' "ARGGG!" She kicked again harder and once more and again. My stupid fault! Once her foot began to hurt she stopped and dropped to the ground hugging her knees. I'm not going to cry. I not going too. Her eyes pricked with tears and jumped up like a caged animal. Hell, to these people, she was a caged animal ready to eat. Her mind stopped. What if that wasn't deer... What if they didn't give her medicine? What if it killed him? It was all her fault. She found herself doubled over holding in a scream.
"Fuck!"
She went back to pacing. She rolled her shoulder that he slammed into the wire of the cage. It didn't hurt too bad and she had more to worry about.
That bastard. She never trusted him. Sure, they did a good job with the infected, but she wouldn't have gone to his camp. No way, she just wanted the medicine for the buck. Why can't it be easy? Of all the people she could meet in the woods, she met the creeper from a camp that they killed half the members. Perfect timing.
He was creepy, but he was not the first guy to hit on her. But he was the first to put her in a cage... (Breaking his fingers didn't even begin to avenge her).
She heard stories from the women in QZ. They were the modern little red riding hood tales she grew up with that cropped up when girls were caught getting too close to the wall or seen with too many guys. Girls would be kidnapped when out (or even when they went to another district) to get used and raped until they were nothing left. No one would see them again. She shivered. Maybe Ms. Margaret made a point...
"Fuck." She whispered. She took a breath and held it. The room was freezing. She rubbed the sleeves of her coat when she heard them.
"David's got a new pet." A deep voice said. The men were passing the building they kept her in. Her mind went into overdrive. A new pet? Shit. He had other girls?
"Yeah. The crazy man's little bitch. She killed twenty more guys,, when they dragged her in."
"They find the guy?"
Her heart stopped. Nononononononoo please NO! She pressed her ear to the wall hoping they didn't walk away.
"Naw." She breathed a sigh of relief. "The fucker wasn't at her little hold out."
"Shit." The other sounded disgusted.
"I know."
"He'll come this way. Has too. I say we hang her up at the gate. Let him find her."
"Waste of meat, but worth it." He laughed "After all their shit, I would pay to see it." That monster sounded so satisfied at the idea.
"Or just let David have his fun."
"Maybe he'll let others get a taste. She is cute."
"You can try that one, man. There is no way I am going to near her. I bet she bites"
"I think David would like that." They laughed at the sicko.
"Come on, let's go get the wood for the fire."
"Fine." The pair made their way leaving her thoughts.
At least Joel was safe for now. She wasn't sure how long she would be; but, damn she was glad she broke David's fingers. Jesus, she needed a plan. Her mind ran through all the things she could do and nothing seemed possible. No windows. Solid Floor, The fence... She would have to wait for someone to open the door.
-.-..-
"Don't cry, my dear." He was back. She looked up from her spot on the floor. She was hugging her legs from warmth not crying.
She stood back up and straightened her spine. "How's the fingers? Want to me to finish the job?" She was not going to be weak. If he dare touch her, she was going for his wrist.
"We started off on the wrong foot, my dear Ellie." He waved his splinted hand. "I approached this all wrong. I meant to be a friend, not a monster."
She raised an eyebrow. This was not good. People don't just get over broken bones.
"A young woman should not be kept in a cage. Like a bird, she should be free."
Definitely, not good. She crossed her arms. "Whatever your plan is. I'm not doing it."
He pulled out the keys "I'll be good." He took the padlock in hand and twisted the key in it. The door opened and he left it. "It's a chance to get out. Take it."
Ellie glanced around this was not right. There was no way that he would...
"Come on." His eyes pierced her. "I'll be a sport. You get to the door and you can run free. You're small. You can hide. If you get away, I'll tell them I handled it myself tiny bits and all. If I win. Well, we'll talk about staying and making an apology to the men. Its all fair."
"This is a trap."
"You saved my life out there. I owe you a chance."
"Why would you? I broke your fingers."
"You were scared. I understand the fear, Ellie. The world is a scary place." She hated how he said her name. He looked her over like a sad dog. "I have a heart." He confessed.
"Then why not let me go."
"How do you know thats not my plan? I can explain that I chased you but you got away."
She froze considering. It was a chance, a small chance. "How do I know the door isn't locked?"
He back up and unlocked the blot and even opened it a inch. "There. Happy, my little snow bird. Are you ready to play the game?" She had no choice. None whatsoever. She judged the distance to the door. If she dodge the table and faked him out she might be able to do this...
"Fine. Back up. To the wall."
He showed his palms as he backed up. He was smiling at her "Step out. You can tell me when the game begins."
She slinked past the door and moved away from him. She took a breath she only had a small window and no guarantee, but it was a chance. Hope was all she had. "Ready."
"Run."
He shot around the table and jumped down on her. She slipped down and touched the door. SHE TOUCHED THE DOOR! She slammed past it and she could smell the fresh air. The cold air felt so good. She dogged into the snow and the bushes. There was a short fence 100 feet that was her ticket. Just had to jump it and down the hill to the woods and if she could just keep going she would make it. She had no time to look back.
Her mind raced with what was next. She would get Joel and do...something. Without Callus she was at a loss. They would figure it out. She touched the frozen wood went- BAM she slammed into it.
"Got cha, little bird." He said in her ear. "God, I love the chase."
"NO!" She kicked as he dragged her back toward the room and her little cage. "YOU FUCKER! LET ME GO!" She angled her feet to get his shins, but it was no use.
The house reeked of old meat and blood. He pushed her into the table.
"Up we go." He pushed up and caught her limbs and quickly used a nylon strap under the table to hold her arms.
"Such a pretty young lady."
"You fucking sociopath!" She tugged it as hard as she could as the fabric cut in.
"-With such a dirty mouth." He pet her cheek with his good hand and she snapped at his fingers.
"Let's see. He tugged at her jacket unzipping it. "You are small-chested." He said like it was joke. "Still cute for one a little flat. Your Fourteen, right" His eyebrow went up. She pulled up off the table and could still get nowhere.
"Please, don't do this." She begged.
"Your little heart is pounding. I can see it now." He touched the tops of her jeans.
She squirmed to get away this guy was not a human begging would not work. Fear. "The 'crazy man' will kill you. If you let me go now I won't tell him and we all can just go on with our lives. Trust me. He will put a bullet in yo-"
"If he knew where you were. He'd be here." He pet her stomach giving her smile one would give a small child throwing a tantrum.
He slipped his hands lower and unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off her hip. Fuck Fuck FUCK! She kicked as hard as she could. He left the jeans pulled taut across her thigh so she couldn't kick him as easily. The BASTARD was using her own CLOTHES against her. He touched the band of her pink underwear.
"I see the carpet matchs the curtains." He teased.
"EWWWWWW" She arched off the table "YOU FREAK!"
He stroked down over her crotch, while his other hand slide up her shirt over her bra. "A handful is all I need."
She wiggled on the butcher's table kicking, tugging, screaming. "NONONONONO! STOP!" Tears pricked her eyes.
"Ohhhh" He hushed her gently. "It's okay. Scream, no one cares." That made it worse a panic seized her body. He was right no one in his camp would care... Who in the world would care about a girl on the table? Who would think of a man in a basement who could be dying. This world fucking sucked. But she couldn't give up and let him just do that. Could she? Just let him finish it?
He started to move down her panties. And she still could not just 'let it happen." She wasn't going down without a fight, but despite her trashing and she still found herself gritting her teeth. That monster leaned down and began to kiss her stomach and work his way up. One hand stayed down there touching, while the other pushed up her shirt. He kissed her breastbone and moved up her chest to land on her mouth.
His whole mouth practically covered hers. It was wet and moving. Sucking. She shuddered and pulled on the nylon straps. His tongue now was involved and pinned under him trying to french kiss her.
On instinct she opened her mouth and took in his bottom lip and bit as hard as she could to draw blood. It worked because his hands left and he hissed in pain. She spit his blood back at him. How do you like that, fucker?
Her victory was short lived. He brought his fist into her cheek. The force slammed her right back into the table. The world spun. Her cheek was warm as some blood dripped out a small cut.
"Sorry. Little bird, that's what happens when your animal bites you. You hit it." He was moving back in. His calm demeanor was back. His hand brushed up her bare thighs.
"DAVID!" A guy yelled from outside the door. Bang. Bang. Bang. "We got a problem!"
"It can wait." He licked his lips, while looking at her.
"No! It can't." The other man replied.
David shook his head and sighed an all-suffering sigh. "Work nevers ends around here." He unhooked her arms and pinned her wrist to manhandle her to the cage. He effectively kicked her past the gate "I'll be back, my dear." He slammed the door shut and took the key back out of the padlock. He turned and left to join his friend leaving her crumpled on the floor.
"Ugh." Ellie groaned as she pulled up her pants and moved to the back corner of her cage. Her head hurt so bad.
The little space in the corner was all she had to put space between herself and the table. And him. She shivered not from the cold of the room. She wanted a lock on this side of the box to keep him out. He's coming back. Her stomach churned He's coming back. Her body revolted and her stomach twisted, but she couldn't even puke. Her dry heaving relieved nothing. She coughed and curled up. She wiped at her nose and found her face was swollen and bruised.
I'm so fucked. She laid down on the concrete. She needed a plan... She closed her eyes.
-...-...-
"Wakey Wakey. Let's go."
David and his friend the butcher came back. Oh boy... They pulled her out and threw her on the table. Her mind flashed back to his "game" and then she saw the knife. Something must have happened to change his mind about keeping her.
"I'm sorry." He tugged her arms spread and the machete flashed. They were going to kill her!
"I'm Infected! I'm infected" It was last ditch effort to buy some time. They looked up scared. "Roll up my sleeve."
"You're infected too." She told time just to kick him in the balls. She wasn't sure if this true, but just to see the fucker squirm.
"Look at it!"
He slammed the knife down. "I'll play along." He pulled up her sleeve and touched the edge of the old mark.
"What did you say? Everything happens for a reason." He knew what he did in that moment.
The men panicked. "She would have turned!" The men argued and it was her chance. She had to act...
-...-
She dodged out of the building into the winter weather. She was going to get away this time. God help her, she was going to get away.
A/n: I based this on the fact she was fine one cut scene and when they came to kill her face was messed up way beyond what David did during the cage scene. Also, it was weird that she told him "you're infected." P.S. I think they wanted to kill her because Joel was kicking butt so they wanted to hurt him through Ellie.
Another point is I think rape would be rampant in this world. I am amazed Ellie got that far.