Chapter 1
"Java I've had enough of this" Siva hissed trying to keep her voice down so the other girls gathered in the clearing couldn't hear her
Taking her arm, Java dragged Siva away from the small group so that they were under the cover of the trees.
"We've been through this before" Java snapped trying to keep her voice low and sounding slightly exasperated "We get to the city then we split"
"I've heard it before" Siva hissed at her sounding annoyed "We said it at the beginning 'We'll only do it for a while, till we have enough to survive on'"
"Look..." Java began pleadingly but Siva didn't want to hear anymore of her excuses
"No" she said, "We won't get out, Slicks too clever, he never gives quite enough"
"I don't like wh0ring myself as much as you" Java said trying to pacify her sister but it didn't work, Siva almost chocked in surprise
"You don't like wh0ring yourself" she repeated in disbelief "You only wh0red yourself to who you wanted, you managed to make yourself an exclusive prostitue" she hissed at Java fighting to keep her voice low, Java started to say something but Siva stopped her and then carried on her tirade "While I was fuuking everyone that came along you were doing the tribe leaders, the people with power"
"That's not true" Java said reasonably
"Its perfectly true" Siva hissed "And you know it, it was you fault we got chucked out of the city"
"Yeh, yeh, fine, so I said a few wrong things, Jax didn't like it, that Jackals got mad, we've heard it before" Java said her temper rising too now.
"Well you know what I've had it" Siva said, "Me and Azeri, we're leaving"
"Now?" said Java in surprise
"Now" Siva said firmly
"Siva, we're in the middle of a forest," Java hissed waving her arms around.
"Yeh, and the fact it doesn't look like we're leaving soon is exactly my problem" Siva said before turning away from Java. "Azeri" she snapped calling to a girl with long blood red hair then announcing in general she said to the rest of the group "Goodbye" no one really paid much attention no one in the group really cared for anyone else and Siva's departure had been expected for a while. "Goodbye Java, have a nice life" Siva called sarcastically before leaving the clearing with Azeri.
Java made an angry noise and stalked back to the group that were sat around the clearing. Several of the girls turned to look at her in interest
"What're you looking at?" she snapped at them before sitting against a tree. As she sat there quietly fuming she felt hands touch her shoulders and begin to massage them.
"Now, now my Java" a weasel like voice hissed "You shouldn't get so het up about things" the voice said as the hands moved from her shoulders and began stroking her arms. She shook the hands off her.
"Get off Slick" she snapped, "I don't have patience for your games" a weasely looking boy with greasy hair moved in front of her.
"Awwwww, my Java" he said stroking her face "Don't worry about Siva" She slapped away his hand and then pulled him close
"I said stop it" she said slowly and dangerously "I only work for you, I'm not one of your slu!s, I don't want to sleep with you and if you touch me again I will break your arm" she hissed at him
Slick backed off "Fine" he said scared
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Vic watched the small group in the clearing, as his troop moved around them to form a ring. The conversations he had just witnessed between Java, Siva and Slick had been very interesting and informative. The girls in the group seemed to be wh0res and Slick their pimp, but that was a bit obvious when you saw what the girls were or weren't wearing. All in all they didn't look too promising but the Technos needed new recruits desperately, maybe there would be someone decent in the group.
Seeing his troop was in place Vic motioned to them.
The group in the clearing was quite shocked when over 10 strangers stepped out of the bushes around them enclosing them in a ring. The girls inside the ring jumped up and began shouting and asking questions but Java didn't bother asking questions, they were being threatening, she didn't like what was going on, so she acted.
Exploding out on the nearest stranger she floored him with a kick and then continuing in the same movement punched the next one in the line. As he too fell to the floor she heard a footstep behind her, spinning into a defensive pose she came face to face with the barrel of a gun. Freezing she looked up the barrel to its owner.
Java and Vic assessed each other coolly in seconds. Vic saw a beautiful small dark girl with long braids streaked with purple. Her eyes and lips were painted in a myriad of greens and gold's making her look slightly mystical and she was dressed in a tight revealing outfit that somehow remained practical, a tight black leather corset, low cut black trousers and army style boots.
Java saw a tall handsome boy with dark hair dressed totally in black combat gear, painted on his cheek he had a black 'T' . Locking eyes they both saw a vindictiveness, malipunativeness and lust for power that equaled their own staring back at them. But at that time Vic defiantly had the upper hand, after several seconds he said calmly
"I wouldn't try anything, this is armed, I don't want to hurt you but I will. Why don't you just relax like your little friends?"
Without moving the rest of her body Java turned her head so that she could see that indeed after the initial panic at the appearance of the strangers the rest of the prostitutes were now relaxed and talking among themselves or to the strangers.
"Fine" she said admitting defeat and relaxing the defensive tension from her body as she stepped back. As she walked back to her companions Vic watched with interest he would be keeping an eye on her.
Chapter 2
When she got back to the group of prostitutes Java grabbed Angel's shoulder. Angel was a short blonde who managed to look very innocent despite being a spoilt brat.
"What Java?" Angel asked annoyed by Java's presence
"Go and talk to that boy" Java ordered her indicating one of the strangers standing on his own as most of the rest conferred quietly between themselves "find out what tribe these kids are from and who he is" Java told her indicating to her the boy with the gun who defiantly seemed to be leading the strangers.
Angel stamped her foot not wanting to go
"Why me?" she asked sulkily "And why him?" but she kept her protests to a minimum, everyone knew what happened when Java got annoyed.
Sighing Java told her
"Because a. you look innocent, b. he looks lonely and c. he looks like his trousers are about to explode. Now get going," she told her a hint of impatience creeping into her voice to really get Angel scared. And Angel went; she knew there was no point arguing with Java when she put on that tone of voice.
As Angel talked to the boy innocently twirling a loose strand of hair around her finger Java assessed the strangers surrounding her. They were a mixture of boys and girls dressed in multicolored clothes with no specific pattern to them. Now she was looking she could see they all had the black 'T' marks on them like the boy had, they were obviously a tribal mark. They were painted on faces or hands, or in the case of some of the girls any exposed flesh, though, Java noted with a wry smile, none of their outfits came anywhere near the ensembles the group of prostitutes were wearing and from the stretch on some of the boys trousers this was obvious.
Soon Angel turned away from the stranger the angelic innocence on her face being replaced by a sulky moody look. Sashaying back over to Java she reported back,
"They're a tribe called the Technos, that boy is second in command, he's called Vic" she spat out "Enough?" she asked sarcastically
"Fine" Java told her with the same sarcasm "Nice to know you haven't lost your touch Angel" in reply Angel leered at her and turned away.
As Angel turned away Java felt a pair of silken hands glide across her shoulders and a voices dripping with poison hiss
"Having fun Java? Enjoying bossing the others around?"
Java ignored the raven-haired girl standing behind her knowing this would infuriate her more. And it worked, her temper rising the girl moved around in front of Java
"You think your so good" she hissed at Java like a snake about to pounce as Java watched her with her arms folded clearly unimpressed "bossing the others around, acting like you're some kind of leader, well you're not"
Java laughed slightly
"Right, I'm not because you want to be" she said amused "I couldn't care less Celes, I'm here for me, not any of you slu!s"
Before Celes had chance to reply she was interrupted by Vic.
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Vic was impressed by how Java had managed to manipulate her group she had them wrapped around her little finger.
"Quiet" he said stepping forward to address the group in front of him, they all turned and looked at him. "As some of you may have worked out we are part of the Technos" as he said this he glanced across to Java who was stood with her arms folded coolly assessing him. "You are free to go on your way but if anyone wishes to join our tribe we will take you back to our base and asses you"
The little group looked around and then three girls filed out of the clearing leaving Java, Celes and Slick standing there. Turning Vic signaled to his troop and they walked the short distance to the base in silence.
When they reached their destination the three volunteers found an old army base surrounded with barded wire in a state of disrepair. All signs in the base were roughly painted out in white paint and replaced with the 'T's the Technos wore. Inside the fence the base was spread out over a reasonably large area with grassy spaces separating the buildings, some of the grassy spaces were roughly cut while some were just growing wild. Just visible behind the back end of the complex was a he lake.
Vic led the three to a large building, he noticed while the others looked around in wonder at the civilsation in the complex, which was much cleaner and organized than the cities, Java looked uninpressed, as Vic had expected her too. Leaving them in a room just inside the doorway Vic went to find Ram knowing he would be somewhere in the central building.
He found Ram in the main computor hall. He was sat at a computor working on a program with Opal sat next to him. Currently the dark haired girl more commanly known amoung the Technos as 'Rams slu!' was running her finger up and down Rams arm. She was wearing an outfit to rival some of the prostitues he had just seen, to go with her Eygption make up she had on what could only be described as a gold bra and a knee length black skirt decorated in gold which had a slit most of the way up it. Of course it wasnt just her dress sense that earned her the prestigious title, that came from her relationship with Ram. Ram was fequently angry and annoyed and when he was he used her to relieve his tensions, the rest of the time her tried to ignore her knowing he just had to say and he would come running back.
Hearing Vic's footsteps Ram swung around in his chair whilst Opal glared at someone she considered a rival for Rams attention.
"What?" asked Ram slightly impatiently
"We've got some new recruits" Vic told him relaxed despite the dangerous edge to Ram's voice, he knew how to deal with Ram, one day he planned not to have to, but for now Ram was a nessecary leader of the tribe.
"Where'd you find them?" Ram asked him suspiciously
"With a load of wh0res in the woods" Vic told him, allowing himself a knowing grin seeing the glint in Rams eyes as he said it, it was just too easy.
"Slu!s" Opal muttered sulkily
"If you have a problem leave" Ram snapped at her and she did. With a final glare at Vic she stalked out of the room.
"Lead me to 'em" Ram said with a certain amount of glee.
"Java I've had enough of this" Siva hissed trying to keep her voice down so the other girls gathered in the clearing couldn't hear her
Taking her arm, Java dragged Siva away from the small group so that they were under the cover of the trees.
"We've been through this before" Java snapped trying to keep her voice low and sounding slightly exasperated "We get to the city then we split"
"I've heard it before" Siva hissed at her sounding annoyed "We said it at the beginning 'We'll only do it for a while, till we have enough to survive on'"
"Look..." Java began pleadingly but Siva didn't want to hear anymore of her excuses
"No" she said, "We won't get out, Slicks too clever, he never gives quite enough"
"I don't like wh0ring myself as much as you" Java said trying to pacify her sister but it didn't work, Siva almost chocked in surprise
"You don't like wh0ring yourself" she repeated in disbelief "You only wh0red yourself to who you wanted, you managed to make yourself an exclusive prostitue" she hissed at Java fighting to keep her voice low, Java started to say something but Siva stopped her and then carried on her tirade "While I was fuuking everyone that came along you were doing the tribe leaders, the people with power"
"That's not true" Java said reasonably
"Its perfectly true" Siva hissed "And you know it, it was you fault we got chucked out of the city"
"Yeh, yeh, fine, so I said a few wrong things, Jax didn't like it, that Jackals got mad, we've heard it before" Java said her temper rising too now.
"Well you know what I've had it" Siva said, "Me and Azeri, we're leaving"
"Now?" said Java in surprise
"Now" Siva said firmly
"Siva, we're in the middle of a forest," Java hissed waving her arms around.
"Yeh, and the fact it doesn't look like we're leaving soon is exactly my problem" Siva said before turning away from Java. "Azeri" she snapped calling to a girl with long blood red hair then announcing in general she said to the rest of the group "Goodbye" no one really paid much attention no one in the group really cared for anyone else and Siva's departure had been expected for a while. "Goodbye Java, have a nice life" Siva called sarcastically before leaving the clearing with Azeri.
Java made an angry noise and stalked back to the group that were sat around the clearing. Several of the girls turned to look at her in interest
"What're you looking at?" she snapped at them before sitting against a tree. As she sat there quietly fuming she felt hands touch her shoulders and begin to massage them.
"Now, now my Java" a weasel like voice hissed "You shouldn't get so het up about things" the voice said as the hands moved from her shoulders and began stroking her arms. She shook the hands off her.
"Get off Slick" she snapped, "I don't have patience for your games" a weasely looking boy with greasy hair moved in front of her.
"Awwwww, my Java" he said stroking her face "Don't worry about Siva" She slapped away his hand and then pulled him close
"I said stop it" she said slowly and dangerously "I only work for you, I'm not one of your slu!s, I don't want to sleep with you and if you touch me again I will break your arm" she hissed at him
Slick backed off "Fine" he said scared
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Vic watched the small group in the clearing, as his troop moved around them to form a ring. The conversations he had just witnessed between Java, Siva and Slick had been very interesting and informative. The girls in the group seemed to be wh0res and Slick their pimp, but that was a bit obvious when you saw what the girls were or weren't wearing. All in all they didn't look too promising but the Technos needed new recruits desperately, maybe there would be someone decent in the group.
Seeing his troop was in place Vic motioned to them.
The group in the clearing was quite shocked when over 10 strangers stepped out of the bushes around them enclosing them in a ring. The girls inside the ring jumped up and began shouting and asking questions but Java didn't bother asking questions, they were being threatening, she didn't like what was going on, so she acted.
Exploding out on the nearest stranger she floored him with a kick and then continuing in the same movement punched the next one in the line. As he too fell to the floor she heard a footstep behind her, spinning into a defensive pose she came face to face with the barrel of a gun. Freezing she looked up the barrel to its owner.
Java and Vic assessed each other coolly in seconds. Vic saw a beautiful small dark girl with long braids streaked with purple. Her eyes and lips were painted in a myriad of greens and gold's making her look slightly mystical and she was dressed in a tight revealing outfit that somehow remained practical, a tight black leather corset, low cut black trousers and army style boots.
Java saw a tall handsome boy with dark hair dressed totally in black combat gear, painted on his cheek he had a black 'T' . Locking eyes they both saw a vindictiveness, malipunativeness and lust for power that equaled their own staring back at them. But at that time Vic defiantly had the upper hand, after several seconds he said calmly
"I wouldn't try anything, this is armed, I don't want to hurt you but I will. Why don't you just relax like your little friends?"
Without moving the rest of her body Java turned her head so that she could see that indeed after the initial panic at the appearance of the strangers the rest of the prostitutes were now relaxed and talking among themselves or to the strangers.
"Fine" she said admitting defeat and relaxing the defensive tension from her body as she stepped back. As she walked back to her companions Vic watched with interest he would be keeping an eye on her.
Chapter 2
When she got back to the group of prostitutes Java grabbed Angel's shoulder. Angel was a short blonde who managed to look very innocent despite being a spoilt brat.
"What Java?" Angel asked annoyed by Java's presence
"Go and talk to that boy" Java ordered her indicating one of the strangers standing on his own as most of the rest conferred quietly between themselves "find out what tribe these kids are from and who he is" Java told her indicating to her the boy with the gun who defiantly seemed to be leading the strangers.
Angel stamped her foot not wanting to go
"Why me?" she asked sulkily "And why him?" but she kept her protests to a minimum, everyone knew what happened when Java got annoyed.
Sighing Java told her
"Because a. you look innocent, b. he looks lonely and c. he looks like his trousers are about to explode. Now get going," she told her a hint of impatience creeping into her voice to really get Angel scared. And Angel went; she knew there was no point arguing with Java when she put on that tone of voice.
As Angel talked to the boy innocently twirling a loose strand of hair around her finger Java assessed the strangers surrounding her. They were a mixture of boys and girls dressed in multicolored clothes with no specific pattern to them. Now she was looking she could see they all had the black 'T' marks on them like the boy had, they were obviously a tribal mark. They were painted on faces or hands, or in the case of some of the girls any exposed flesh, though, Java noted with a wry smile, none of their outfits came anywhere near the ensembles the group of prostitutes were wearing and from the stretch on some of the boys trousers this was obvious.
Soon Angel turned away from the stranger the angelic innocence on her face being replaced by a sulky moody look. Sashaying back over to Java she reported back,
"They're a tribe called the Technos, that boy is second in command, he's called Vic" she spat out "Enough?" she asked sarcastically
"Fine" Java told her with the same sarcasm "Nice to know you haven't lost your touch Angel" in reply Angel leered at her and turned away.
As Angel turned away Java felt a pair of silken hands glide across her shoulders and a voices dripping with poison hiss
"Having fun Java? Enjoying bossing the others around?"
Java ignored the raven-haired girl standing behind her knowing this would infuriate her more. And it worked, her temper rising the girl moved around in front of Java
"You think your so good" she hissed at Java like a snake about to pounce as Java watched her with her arms folded clearly unimpressed "bossing the others around, acting like you're some kind of leader, well you're not"
Java laughed slightly
"Right, I'm not because you want to be" she said amused "I couldn't care less Celes, I'm here for me, not any of you slu!s"
Before Celes had chance to reply she was interrupted by Vic.
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Vic was impressed by how Java had managed to manipulate her group she had them wrapped around her little finger.
"Quiet" he said stepping forward to address the group in front of him, they all turned and looked at him. "As some of you may have worked out we are part of the Technos" as he said this he glanced across to Java who was stood with her arms folded coolly assessing him. "You are free to go on your way but if anyone wishes to join our tribe we will take you back to our base and asses you"
The little group looked around and then three girls filed out of the clearing leaving Java, Celes and Slick standing there. Turning Vic signaled to his troop and they walked the short distance to the base in silence.
When they reached their destination the three volunteers found an old army base surrounded with barded wire in a state of disrepair. All signs in the base were roughly painted out in white paint and replaced with the 'T's the Technos wore. Inside the fence the base was spread out over a reasonably large area with grassy spaces separating the buildings, some of the grassy spaces were roughly cut while some were just growing wild. Just visible behind the back end of the complex was a he lake.
Vic led the three to a large building, he noticed while the others looked around in wonder at the civilsation in the complex, which was much cleaner and organized than the cities, Java looked uninpressed, as Vic had expected her too. Leaving them in a room just inside the doorway Vic went to find Ram knowing he would be somewhere in the central building.
He found Ram in the main computor hall. He was sat at a computor working on a program with Opal sat next to him. Currently the dark haired girl more commanly known amoung the Technos as 'Rams slu!' was running her finger up and down Rams arm. She was wearing an outfit to rival some of the prostitues he had just seen, to go with her Eygption make up she had on what could only be described as a gold bra and a knee length black skirt decorated in gold which had a slit most of the way up it. Of course it wasnt just her dress sense that earned her the prestigious title, that came from her relationship with Ram. Ram was fequently angry and annoyed and when he was he used her to relieve his tensions, the rest of the time her tried to ignore her knowing he just had to say and he would come running back.
Hearing Vic's footsteps Ram swung around in his chair whilst Opal glared at someone she considered a rival for Rams attention.
"What?" asked Ram slightly impatiently
"We've got some new recruits" Vic told him relaxed despite the dangerous edge to Ram's voice, he knew how to deal with Ram, one day he planned not to have to, but for now Ram was a nessecary leader of the tribe.
"Where'd you find them?" Ram asked him suspiciously
"With a load of wh0res in the woods" Vic told him, allowing himself a knowing grin seeing the glint in Rams eyes as he said it, it was just too easy.
"Slu!s" Opal muttered sulkily
"If you have a problem leave" Ram snapped at her and she did. With a final glare at Vic she stalked out of the room.
"Lead me to 'em" Ram said with a certain amount of glee.