Julia's met Barry the first time she came to The Divide.
Scouting out what seemed to be an old world path between the mountains, Julia came across the proto-community that was trying to thrive amongst the abandoned warheads of the Old World. The settlement was off to a good start: growing corn, fixing a water well on the edge of the abandoned military base, preparing paddocks so they could purchase animals. Sadly the community was lacking several key items needed to make their town really thrive and that is where Julia came in.
Of course Julia was happy to help these people trade for goods with the outside world. She even found a few wandering families that needed a good place to settle down, and directed them towards The Divide. About a year later the community was standing strong. Unfortunately it was a few months after that they had started to draw the attention of the NCR who was interested in the old world technology and a mountain pass which they could move goods through. The presence of the New California Republic had made the settlers uncomfortable and a few disputes had ended in gunfire, but all and all it was peaceful.
The whole time Julia was finding supplies and moving packages through The Divide the best thing about stopping in the little town between the Mojave and home was Barry. They'd started out chatting casually about corn crops and the need to rotate the soil. Julia had remembered something the Followers of the Apocalypse had taught her town before moving on to needier communities, and Barry was the eager child of a farmer. They'd spent the whole night talking about life, how they came to be here, and what the future held. Her next few trips into The Divide Julia found herself looking for her partner amongst the houses and paths, and he never disappointed. Scouts normally spotted her before Julia entered the pass, and Barry was always walking towards her when she finally saw him.
The first time they made love was amazing. It was a time of exploration for Julia who had never done this before, and she thought his dark brown hand would burn into her and leave a mark that would let everyone know the place he held in her heart. Afterwards it was always bittersweet leaving The Divide, but business and community called, and Julia had to go. The best thing in the world was when she came back to him. A thousand little kisses. A million seconds spend embracing him. It was all so wonderful, the perfect first lover for a sweet girl.
Yet for some reason at this moment in time Julia felt removed from Barry, like he was distant and she couldn't quite reach him. She saw him before her, laying on the ground like he was very relaxed. His eyes were open, but it was as if he was asleep. She waved her hands to try to make him move or react, but nothing happened. There was something very wrong with Barry's eyes. Something so very wrong.
Then she remembered: Barry was dead.
Julia awoke in her bedroom in The Divide, stripped naked and tied to the bed. It took her a few seconds to fully understand her situation, pulling gently at her wrists and looking around. The last thing she realized was that her mouth was gagged. Julia assumed whoever knew her well enough to know she'd just scream at the tops of her lungs if left unbound.
Twisting her head fiercely, Julia squinted in the weak morning light to find out who had done this to her. When the door opened and Alan Fox walked into the room, Julia realized she must have been pretty dazed to have forgotten he'd hurt Barry. Then the realization of what had happened to sunk in and Julia started to cry. While she was weeping when she remembered her mother and only began to cry harder, pulling against her restraints in the most uncomfortable way.
Walking over to the bedside Vulpes ran the smooth side of his hand along her bare stomach and enjoyed the softness of her skin. Julia responded by doing everything she could to avoid him, pulling her stomach down towards the mattress, shifting her hips from side to side. To her horror there was truly nothing she could do to avoid his caress. She looked up at Vulpes with pleading eyes, hoping he would take pity on her and let her go, unfortunately he had other ideas.
"You're probably angry at me," Vulpes said, now petting her hair like she was a sullen child. "Not that I care. I have to say though, pealing your clothes off was one of the most rewarding things I've ever done. I started with your shoes and socks, enjoying the curve of how your foot met your ankle, and then next I cut through your shirt and undershirt, until your chest was bare before me. then I slowly unfastened your pants, removing them as slowly as I could, drinking in every inch of you that I revealed. You have a nice body for such a young woman, I enjoyed the way your flesh yielded to my touch. I believe your cheeks grew a little rosy, as they have now...I wondered if in your unconscious state you somehow knew the way I was enjoying my control over your body and you were humbled by it."
Making no response except softly weeping, Julia accepted that she had no control over what he was saying or doing to her body. To her horror he started to take off his own clothing. Once fully naked Alan Fox climbed on top of her, covering her face and chest with slow controlled kisses. It almost felt as if the older man were holding her in some level of reverence, taking his time as he idly pawed at and admired her body. Part of Julia wondered if this had already happened while she as unconscious, and searched herself for signs she had been invaded unjustly, but found no hint of violation.
Rubbing his hands firmly into her ass as Vulpes gently bit at Julia's neck, the girl let out an agonizing sob from under the gag, and decided it best to at least try to beg for clemency from this cruel man's attentions. This seemed to anger him, and the man she knew as Alan grabbed her by the base of her hair and tilted her chin awkwardly upwards towards the ceiling. She groaned, watching the metal curve of the headboard as her eyes for forced in a direction that showed her little more than wall.
At this point Julia found herself too exhausted to resist him, and laid on the bed limply as he shoved his hard cock between her legs and began to thrust against her with a hungry grunting passion. She wished her tears were unique to this moment, but they were not, as he hungrily fucked her she felt a mixture of salt and wet splash down onto the bed. Her sorrow seemed to only fuel Vulpes, who was now slamming himself into her with painful abandon. For a second she tried to move her hips away to avoid him harming her any further only to have Vulpes respond by backhanding her across the face.
"Let me assure you that any further resistance on your part will only result in a worse beating," Vulpes promised. "You're little more than property now, and I have no stomach for my property misbehaving."
Something about this declaration of ownership made Julia's body clench, causing a deep growl from the Legionary, who had made sure he'd shoved himself hard inside her before his reprimand. As he finished his thrusting, Julia only felt a numbness that spread from the ends of her toes up to the crown of her head. She had no emotional response to what was happening to her, and certainly no physical one any longer. She'd even stopped crying. If Vulpes noticed he didn't give any sign, and the Legionary abandoned her after his orgasm, leaving a trail of wet musty seaman on her breasts, stomach, and navel.
Seeming satisfied with her behavior, Vulpes untied Julia. "Scream out, look for help, and I can promise you that your death will not be far behind you. I have only begun to teach you the proper place for a woman in this world."
Julia seemed to accept this with a deadpan understanding that forced a quite smile from Vulpes. He then barked at her to clean up, and forced Julia to hastily dress.
"I don't understand, where are we going?" Julia responded.
Vulpes replied with a hard strike to the back of her head, forcing her teeth to clamp together in a painful way, and a harsh whispered, "Do not speak again, unless I give you permission, until we are out of The Divide."
"I just wanted to know where we are headed."
This time the Legionary struck her across the mouth, sending the dark haired woman spinning and disorienting her. Once she found her balance Julia saw something hidden and troublesome in Alan Fox she had not seen before; he was rather like a soldier, or a mercenary, not a courier. Holding her breath, the girl cursed her fate to be left alone with this man, and began to follow him out of the hotel, despite a nagging feeling that she should flee and ignore his warnings.
When she at long last reached the end of the The Divide, Julia turned and looked at the metal strewn entrance to the old world military base from the New Vegas side and realized that she might never see the people inside ever again. Before she could linger on this to long, the man she believed to be Alan Fox grabbed her by the wrist and forcefully dragged her behind him. Still to shocked from the death of her mother and Barry, not to mention being raped, Julia found herself walking behind the man with little protest. In her head she was reassuring herself that he seemed devoted enough that wherever he was taking her couldn't be that bad. Surely Alan had her best interests at heart and wouldn't lead her to anywhere harmful. These, unfortunately, were the last innocent hopes of Julia Hernandez, before she arrived in Cottonwood Cove.