Janice and Silent Sara Chapter 2: Sanctuary
Light seeps in through the cracks of the wall of the shack. Janice's eyes tighten then open to see the morning world. Janice groans as she slowly reaches behind her, feeling for Sara. Finding her, Janice turns over to face a sleeping Sara. Smiling, she slowly lifts the hat off Sara's eyes.
"Hey, we got to get up and get to work Sara." Janice said.
Sara sleepily opens her eyes to look at Janice, frowns, and rolls over with a grunt. Janice smiles again and shakes Sara with more force now.
"C'mon those caps aren't going to earn themselves." said Janice.
Sara slowly raised up with a quiet moan, sat up on the edge of the rented bed, and fumbled for her boots. If she did talk, she probably would be cursing Janice, the morning, the heat, and the three stupid stinking brahmins they had to escort to Sanctuary that day.
The caravan master hurriedly entered the shack to look for his two best escorts. He found them getting up from the same bed. He met the gaze of an angry Janice's eyes that seem to say "Don't you dare say anything." The caravan master averted his gaze and indicated to the outside.
"Um. We are ready to move out. So let's get going." He embarrassingly said.
Janice walked outside of the shack. She was hit with the blinding light and the searing heat just like yesterday. This time she pulled on her goggles to screen the sunlight so she could see better. Sara soon followed after, blinded by the sun also, she pulled her hat lower to cover her eyes with a low moan. They collected their weapons from a case on one of the brahmin's packs. She shouldered her assault rifle, looked at Sara, then nodded.
The caravan master was seen talking to a man in a tan trench coat. They were gesturing toward the north. The caravan master nodded as he turned toward the caravan, and then approached the caravan guards.
"The Minuteman was telling me there was a group of ghouls spotted along our route so be ready." he said.
Janice and Sara looked at each other, sighed, returned back to the case, and pulled a couple of combat shotguns with some extra ammo.
"I know you prefer close combat, but take this for a first strike response Sara." instructed Janice.
Sara hated to use ranged weapons. She much rather use melee weapons to be sure an enemy was dead and not hope a bullet killed them. She still hung Tomahawk to her side just in case the shotgun wasn't enough.
The caravan finally was underway. This time, some other guard group took the point. Janice and Sara stationed themselves to the right side.
"Stupid stinking Brahmin." thought Janice, "Going to take days to get rid of the stink."
They moved north for awhile then east at the intersection. They continued east until ruined buildings of Concord came into view. They weaved between the ruined vehicles of the past. Sara was always looking for something, or anything of use to make their equipment better. Sara also wanted to enter some buildings but was always pulled away by Janice.
"The job before the scrap." was Janice's motto.
The center of Concord was eerily quiet. The town canter was dominated by a building called the Museum of Freedom and some busted open shops nearby.
A growl brought Sara into an alerted state. Her eyes narrowed, heart began racing, and her hearing seemed sharper. Sara sighted her shotgun toward a building. Janice took notice of Sara's actions and loaded a shell into the shotgun chamber with a satisfying click. Both sighted their shotguns toward a door that was next to them.
The door flew open with a loud crash! The first ghoul got the business end of Sara's shotgun directly in the chest. Janice shotgun kicked as she took off the head of another. Another ghoul got too close to Sara as she used the butt of the gun to stun it, then turned the gun to shoot it down.
"GET GOING!" yelled Janice.
The caravan master urged his cargo forward, away from the danger of the ghouls. The remaining guards moved to help the duo. More ghouls suddenly appeared further down the street.
"You two, take those ghouls down! Sara give them support!" commanded Janice.
Sara ran forward while loading her shotgun. She felt the excitement of the fight, fear was almost unknown to her in the daylight. The two guards started shooting the ghouls as Sara advanced. Sara smiles as she discharges her shotgun at ghoul after ghoul until there wasn't one standing. Janice jogs up to Sara, worried that she may be injured. Only to find that she was uninjured, in fact, she had seemed to enjoy the action as she had a wide smile while tipping back her hat. Janice shook her head with a smile and playfully slugged Sara in the arm.
"C'mon let get moving." urged Janice.
They followed the road past an intersection, past a derelict service station, and up to a patchwork bridge leading to a large settlement.
"We're here Sara." Janice said joyfully, putting her arm around Sara's shoulder, " We made it to Sanctuary City."
