Does everything have to resort to violence?
If you think you can hide, go and try it
Now let's let the fucking gun break the silence
Close your eyelids
Another shot and then here come the sirens
I thought I told you to keep fucking quiet
Cecilia didn't know where she was going but all that she knew is that she had to find her way out of the vault first, and she knew just how to do that. There was a way through the main hallways, luckily everything wasn't closed off. She was walking through the hallway when she noticed something in the corner of the room. Tilting her head to the left slightly, she slowly walked up to the strange object to see that it was a skeleton wearing a blue suit. She nearly screamed when she saw what it was but she quickly cupped her mouth. She started to tear up once again as she backed up a bit and closed her eyes. She then took off running with her eyes closed, not wanting to see any more dead skeletons. Wait, of course, skeletons are dead. This isn't a video game.
Becuase her eyes were closed, she didn't know that she was going to run into a wall that had the emergency protocols switch on it. Running smack into the wall, she fell backward onto her rear to open her eyes to flashing lights everywhere. "Shit!" She didn't know what she did but she didn't like the looks of it. She quickly got up and started to run down the hallway, ducking underneath the slow moving doors, she managed to get through the last door just in time to see the entrance to where this hell started. The gates were still there, she even noticed that skeletons were also everywhere here. She held back yet a shiver of fear as she shakily headed to the platform to unlock the door to the vault, it has to be the big red button underneath the clear hatch. It's always that in the cartoons, or a bomb, but they wouldn't have a bomb right here! Oh well, here goes to luck. She went to open the hatch, but it wouldn't budge even with her using all her strength to try to rip it upwards. Was it stuck? She furrowed her eyebrows as she stepped back to step on a hand.
She quickly jumped away from the dead thing to see a strange looking device on the arm, it's a pip boy? She's heard of these things but she hasn't seen them before, that's strange. She bent over and was about to touch the device when her mind mentioned it was touching the skeleton. She growled and quickly grabbed the device, ripping the arm from the socket. She screamed as loud as she could when it was still in the pip boy. The arm slipped off land landed on the floor with a rattle. It grosses her out way too much but it was better than staying in here with it, she was either stuck in this room with this thing or going outside... Outside sounded better than this stupid prison that she was currently stuck in. She ignored the goosebumps she got when putting it on her arm, the thing was a bit big but she can get used to it. She kicked the arm away from her, kicking it off of the ramp to hear it clatter some more. She just grumbled to herself before unplugging the weird looking plug and plugged it into the hole like thing. She hoped this worked, amazingly enough, it did!
She watched the clear hatch open and she undid the plug to see if it would stay open, it did. She looked at the oversized pip boy and just undid the hatch on it. She gently placed it next to the bones, whispering something about not wanting to be haunted. She pressed the button and heard loud sirens going off one more time to see the vault door start to open slowly by rolling to the right, the ramp also going outwards. She swallows her fear down her throat and carefully goes to the ramp by crossing the moving doors. She doesn't know what is waiting for her outside, but it's not going to be good, it's going to be bad.
When Cecilia reached the top of the vault elevator, she couldn't believe her eyes. Everything was dead, everything was either dirt or blasted trees. Skeletons littered the area around her, and random boxes were everywhere. She didn't like the idea of stealing from boxes but no one was around and blue made her stand out. She had to find clothes, she was going to go to the nearest box when she saw a skeleton wearing a pair of army clothes. She looked around and shook her head, she wasn't going to go that far, not when she has other options. She spent an hour looking for other options, not bothering to go check out her old neighborhood, nothing was there she figured. She had no other options! She had only the skeletons wearing that strange green outfit, it was dirty. That wasn't the point, it was a dead person! She closed her eyes and breathed in and out rapidly before stomping over to the person and started to undo the buttons trying not to think about what she was doing. When she got to the part of having to take it off, she spent the entire 20 minutes hyperventilating as she tried her best to take it off without touching the body. She took a breath to scream when she noticed that it was finally free.
"I'm going to regret this..." She told herself as she ran over to the little RV thing and closed the door behind her. She noticed the skeleton was a guy so she threw a random rag over his eye sockets, "don't look!" She yelled at the thing before undressing uneasily, not realizing how naked she truly felt now that she was just in her undies and bra. She quickly jumped into the outfit and found it wasn't as bad as she thought it'll be, just very ratty looking. Good thing she wouldn't meet anyone, she didn't want to look so badly at first meetings. After he was dressed, she opened the door to the little RV and jumped out of the container. She didn't know where she'd be going to go look for her brother but she figured that they might be in Concord. It's literally the next city over to Sanctuary. She used to sneak out all the time to go visit the bookshop there, she could get there easily without being noticed.
Getting to Concord took a lot longer than she thought it'll take, she had to take a detour from her normal way to getting there... A huge blasted tree was in the way and getting inside of the water made her feel sick, so she had to walk across the almost breaking bridge, that nearly crashed underneath her weight. After that, she had to walk down the street to get to the city, the buses weren't running anymore and that how she got there before. Took around half an hour to get there, and when she did get there, everything was eerily barren and quiet. Wouldn't there be people here sleeping in the empty stores or at least trying to make something to eat? Was everyone dead?! She slowly started to freak out as she was walking through the backstreets of the town when she saw the main street heading towards the Museum of Freedom. Carefully walking over some trash cans and trash, she stepped into the street and looked around.
She didn't see anything that would show that people were living here, no voices, no smell of food. Not even screaming. Was she all alone in this town? She might as well go into the Musem of Freedom to spend the night there, it was close to sunset and she didn't want to be outside in the dark. She didn't know what would be lurking in the darkness, maybe some bad people or some kind of monster that'll eat her fingers and toes. As she was getting closer to the Musem, maybe half way there she heard some people whispering. Was someone here?! "Hello!? Can you help me!?" She yelled out into the emptiness around her, hoping the people would be able to help her out with her search of finding her brother. The whispers stopped completely and shuffling can be heard the closer and closer she got.
She took one more step in front of her and she heard a loud bang echo all around her. She felt her right shoulder explode in searing pain and her feet had left the ground. She slid across the assault, the pain in her shoulder was causing her to cry heavily. She didn't know what was happening, or why this was happening to her. She was holding her arm with her left hand, she couldn't feel her arm anymore but she knew it was still attached to her shoulder. She was laying on her back with her vision slowly blackening with white dots everywhere from the dazed of being hit so suddenly. That's when she heard voices, she couldn't speak out from the pain so she just listened for a little bit. "Hey, nice shot! You totally caught the bitch by surprise!" The man was laughing his ass off as they were walking towards her. She started to use her legs to push her body away from the voices, they weren't going to help her. She had that gut feeling of fear that her father told her about when you thought you were going to die. "Dude, she's still alive. What the fuck? I thought she was dead, she got some air there too."
When they got closer to her, one of the people stood on her foot, making it harder to move away from them. She saw their face and they were covered in blood. The fear in her face made him laugh even harder than he was before. She was using her other foot to kick his legs off of her, it wasn't helping any. It made him laugh, even more, he looked like he was having the time of his time with her being scared and in pain. She was still crying, she wanted to go home. She wanted to go back in the tube. When the others came closer to her so she can see them, she didn't know what to do. "Oi, you're still alive aren't cha?" The person with the crude looking gun asked her, Cecilia didn't do anything. She even stopped crying since she couldn't cry anymore. "Your eyes are open, so you must be alive. Rex, sit her up." The guy on her foot stepped off of her and was standing behind her head. Using his leg, he forcibly pushed her into a sitting position, the pain in her arm was burning even worse than before.
The person with the gun walked up to her and was standing in front of her, a strange look in his eyes. "You're really stupid for coming here by yourself little girl." The guy then placed the gun on Cecilia's lap, it was heavy for its size. Taking off of his finger gloves, he looked at the others who were scoffing at his actions. "Shuddap. I don't want blood on my gloves!" Cecilia didn't know what he was talking about as she clung to her arm, the blood dripping over her fingers making them slick and slimy. "Let's see the damage shall we." He snapped his fingers and she found the guy holding her up with his knee using his strength to force her arm down to her side and holding it there. She was started to breath faster as she was freaking out once more, what were they going to do to her? He then sat on her lap, basically straddling the girl, he was way too close for comfort now. In the blink of an eye, he cupped his large, dirty hands over her mouth and stuck his finger into the bullet wound. She screamed as loud as she could, the sound sounded muffled but her screams were heard as he was twisting his finger inside of the hole.
The guy behind her checked the other side of her shoulder and shook his head. "From the looks of it, it went through completely. You got the muscles, so she can't use this arm for awhile. Keep or trash it?" She was hyperventilating using her nose, the guy cupping her mouth pulled out finger from her flesh and wiped it on her face. Her blood smearing on her cheek, mixing in with the salty tears flowing down her pale face. "Dunno. Go ask the boss. I'll stay with the brat to make sure she doesn't die on us before we figure out what to do with her. I won't break her!" The one behind her just shook his head before walking away from the two of them.
When she looked at the man who stuck his finger in her arm, she felt a shiver ran down her spine. He was looking at her strangely. He kept staring into her eyes, she looked away from him. The tears were forming as she slowly felt her arm go numb from the pain. While she was looking away, she flinched at the sound of metal being scraped against something. Looking at the man, she spotted him looking at a knife's blade. Was he checking to see if it's sharp? What was he going to do? The guy placed a hand over her heart and she was leaning back as far as she could go without falling down, he still had his hand on her chest. "Relax sweetie, I'm not going to break you." He cracked a smile and started to laugh happily. "Not yet at least!" He gently laid her back on the ground, the blood from her arm being soaked up by her clothes.
He leaned towards her face with his lips close to her cheek, she shut her eyes shut. Feeling his lips on her cheek, she felt like she was in the most danger now. Something was poking her thigh, something hard... She slowly opened her eyes to see what he was doing. He was messing with his gloves, the handle of his blade was being pressed against her thigh. She sighed softly at the relief of it not being what she thought it was. Wait, why did her mind go there?! Her thoughts were interrupted when she noticed him pick the knife back up and bring it to her face. "You know, I did say I wasn't going to break you... But I said nothing about hurting you. Or take a piece off of you for myself..." He murmured to the trembling girl underneath him.
In one line, he carefully slides the knife up to her forehead, just above the eyebrow over her left eye. The tip of the blade kissing her skin gently enough to make it turn red but not rough enough to cause it to weep red. Pulling out a rope, he told her to give him her wrists. She would then start to fight him by trashing her hips to try to throw him off. "God damn, stop moving!" The raider was forced to put the blade in his mouth to hold onto it. He managed to grab her wrists using both of his hands, she was really fighting this with whatever strength she had left. He got her wrists together with one hand, his whole hand was large enough to fit her tiny wrists in them. He really overpowered her greatly. Tying her wrists together tightly, the rope started to bite at her skin, she teared up the pain that it was causing. Pinning her wrists down with his left hand, he was close to her face once more with the knife's tip scarily close to her left eye. Taking it with his right hand, he sighed softly. "If you just went along with this, I would have just taken your hair since it's super pretty. But looking closer at you.." He leaned in so his rancid breath was filling her nose, "your eyes are pretty." Her eyes went wide eyed when she heard he was going to take her eye from her. "You so-"
She couldn't finish her insult before his lips slammed against her own, she was squirming underneath his lips and weight. Her screams were muffled. When he removed his mouth, a trail of saliva was connected by their lips. She quickly spat at him, the spit landing on his cheek. He just started to laugh even more at her reaction. "Oh god..." He moaned out softly, rubbing his waist against her lap, "I think you're going to be perfect for me! But first things first, let me take you on a date first..." She was seriously grossed out at this point in time and every time she tried to speak, he'd force his tongue into her mouth. After the third attempted she had given blade was once more at her eyebrow but this time it was nipping her skin, making her red tears drip down her temple. "Don't move." In a slow and painful movement, the blade was traveling down her face. Amazingly, he didn't put the blade to her eye but just kept cutting till it would reach her cheekbone. She was whimpering softly, it wasn't as bad as she thought it'll be but when he placed the knife to the side of her arm, she didn't like where that was going. Basically ramming his mouth onto hers, she was trying her best to keep him from gaining access into her mouth. The tears were stinging her eyes and her cheek as they slowly fell down to the blood pool at her head.
He was doing something since he was moving around a bit on top of her, she didn't want to see his face so her eyes were shut tightly. She quickly shot her eyes open when he tied what was his belt around her wrists, the cloth was biting her skin as he was wrapping it tighter and tighter. Cecilia was trying her best to shake him off of her but it was hopeless. Using the belt to pull her wrists up, he didn't seem to have any trouble even though she was trying to pull back, she was now looking into his dark eyes. "You really are fighting this aren't cha?" With her arms in the air, she really couldn't do anything other than looking into his eyes, the blood dripping from her cut wasn't helping any. The man pulled his head back as if he was going to move away from her but instead he headbutted Cecilia hard enough for her to see stars.
In the few moments that the young girl was dazed, the raider had dragged her to a pole where he undid the ropes around one wrist to tie her hands behind her. When she had finally came back to her senses, she was tied up to a pole with the raider nowhere in sight. Cecilia was struggling to get her hands out of the rope when she tensed up as she heard someone walking up behind her. She was going to start fighting again when they spoke softly behind her. "Sush. I'm going to get you out of here." She could tell that it was a guy but that didn't mean that she trusted him to get her out. She heard him pull something out, she wasn't sure what but when the ropes behind her were undone she figured it was a knife. Slowly getting up using the pole so she wouldn't fall backward, she looked over her shoulder to see who was the guy who helped her out. "Who are you?" She asked the guy who was putting his pocket knife back into his pocket when he just sighed.
He looked up and he had light brown eyes that seemed to remind her of her dad, she furrowed her eyebrows but that only caused her to wince in pain. The light brown eyed man just shook his hat covered head as he was looking at her. "I'm Zack but that's not important right now. We have to leave. Now. Can you walk?" He was speaking softly and quickly, Cecilia was having trouble keeping up with him talking so quickly but she did realize that he asked her a question. She grumbled something being able to walk perfectly fine. The guy didn't believe that for a moment but he held out his arm. "Be my guest then. Follow me." Zack walked in front of her and was waiting for her to move away from the post. "Come on. Hurry it up. We needed to be gone an hour ago."
Cecilia would have glared at the man if she could feel her face but she settled with rolling her eyes at Zack. She stood up straight and without the help of the pole behind her keeping her up, her legs felt numb underneath her weight. She took a single step forward to only have her knees buckle underneath her. Zack cursed under his breath as he slowly helped her back onto her feet, making sure to keep her arm around his chest. He was a bit taller than she was. He was just going to slowly walk her out but when he heard chattering coming towards them, he cursed once more. "Sorry, not sorry." She was about to ask what he was talking about when he just picked her up and held her in his arms. "Gotta go." He quickly told her as he started to run away from the home that she knew.
From behind them, she heard a bunch of raiders yelling which caused Zack to start running. The bumping wasn't helping her splitting headache that was starting to form. Gunshots were heard. "Shit shit shit!" He was yelling as he was trying to run even faster but it didn't seem to help him out. He screamed out once more as he fell towards the ground. He made sure to not land on the girl in his arms. Instead, he pushed himself with his right arm and kept on walking. He was limping badly on his right side but he kept on going. Blood was dripping onto her cheek to she looked up to see him biting down hard on his bottom lip. He was forcing himself to keep on going but he yelped in pain one more time before he fell down to his knees. Tears were flowing down his cheeks when a single shot ran through the side of his arms went limp around her as he slumped over to the side.
Cecilia freaked out and tried to wake Zack up but while she was doing that, the raiders had walked up to her. She heard someone talking so she looked up to see another young raider smile at her. She felt shivers ran down her spine and before she could react, he hit her with the butt of his rifle. Her vision went black and the only thing she remembers feeling is someone picking her up.
(AN: This chapter isn't completed yet. It's just to show I'm not going to vanish for a year again )
