Oh me goodness I made Lizard such a sap in the last chapter, but I couldn't help myself. I had been typing up a few chapters of Your Pretty Face Is Going To Hell and when I type up something with Charon in it I myself get super mushy. Poor Lizard, he's out for my blood in some twisted alternate universe.

Missy

I've been wondering around the village all day, checking out my new surroundings and what not. It's weird being out in the open after so much time in a confined, dark space like the mines. I don't know what to do with myself. I'm wearing some of Dizzys clothes, an old ripped pair of jean capris and a dirty white tank top. I didn't think I would fit into her clothes, because of how small she looked, but it was a perfect fit. I guess she's only muscle like I am. Well, except her chest, but that's beside the point.

Amber is hold up in the main house, refusing to leave in case those fuckers inside the hills are still a live and just waiting to jump out at her. But I know were safe, I've seen Lizard and Pluto in action already, defending their family against strangers. You see, a couple weeks ago, two at the most, a gang of drug dealers were camping in the desert and saw the lights from the houses through a tunnel in the hills. They had crawled through, found the village and went to attack in their drug haze. Well, Lizard went after em first then Pluto, the larger one saying her had to 'Prohect Fam'.

It's weird seeing them that considering their appearance and other behaviors. I just didn't expect them to be so protective over anything. Dizzy told me about when she got shot, showing off the still healing wound, and said that Lizard had carried her everywhere. To the bathroom, to the kitchen; it was weird the way her eyes sparkled when the brushed her fingers against the slightly swollen belly.

"He would do anything, for any one of us believe it or not."

Would he? Would he willingly risk his life for me or Amber if we needed him to? Or would he have to have Dizzy tell him to? I think she's his brain sometimes, the logical side that got sick of his twisted side and moved out. Guess it grew legs later in life and moved back in. I just find it strange, their relationship. Dizzy says mate, like a dog or some other animal. I think dog suits Lizard because he snarls and growls and howls like one of them, or would bear suit better? Nah, he sounds just like a dog. Anyway, I wonder if it is true, are they really in love or is Dizzy just the barer of his spawn? Does she not have say in the matter?

I hear her giggle on cue and watch her force Lizard into pushing her on the old swing set beside Goggles house. She laughs and he adds a fierce snarl to his sneer, pushing her so high she screams, laughing as she falls back down. Things are just fucking weird out here. Theres blood leaking out from under a shack and a girl is being pushed on a swing set like she's in kindergarten. I guess they are in love, even if Lizard growls at her; he's still pushing her in a swing set. I wonder if I can ever find love, I wonder if I can ever see my baby again. Maybe I can ask Dizzy to get someone to bring my baby down here.

I turn and start to walk towards Lizard and Dizzy, smiling and waving when the pregnant girl looked up. Her smile was bright, teeth the whitest out of all of us. How does she stay clean out here? Where does she get her products from? I don't see how she can do that, stay so sparkly clean and all.

"Hey there, Missay! Wassup?" Dizzy asked, her fingers playing with the chains holding her seat up.

I shrugged, stuffing my hands into my pockets and kicking at the ground. "I was just wondering around. Hey do you think we can talk about something in private?"

She caught the look I was giving her and her face turned to sympathetic, nodding. Lizard put a hand on her back as she stood, giving her the support she needed to get up. Guess a mutant baby kicks your ass because even if she's only starting to swell she's getting winded and her back is starting to ache. She smiles at her mate and pats his shoulder. We walk away from him; I look over my shoulder at Lizard, he's staring at something in the distance, taking off one second later with intent. I think to bring it up but decide against it, seeing Clyde's face pop into my mind.

We pause behind one of the houses, me picking at the dirt under my nails. "Missy what is it?"

I look up at Dizzy, sighing. "It's just…I have a son. His name is Clyde and I wanted to know if somehow we could get him out here?"

Dizzy stares at me for a moment, her expression blank. She does that a lot. She will zone out for a long time, just thinking, and then she snaps back into reality with an answer to whatever was going on. It's funny, but it's also annoying, more scary than annoying.

She finally blinks. "Yeah, we can get someone to bring him to Jeb's and we can pick him up. I can pose as a cousin or something."

I nodded, smiling. "Yes, that would totally fucking work."

Dizzy chuckled, running her hand through her hair, shaking the mass heavily. "Alright, let me talk to Papa, or Mama and work something out. I hope Papa isn't mad at me as much as before."

I nodded and watched her sort of hobble away. I don't know how long she's gonna be pregnant, but it don't look like long. She explained about mutant birthing periods and stuff like that. Made my head hurt, but I understand now. She also told me how she wasn't supposed to have babies, ever. But she guessed with Lizards fucked up mutant DNA it combined with her fucked up body and made the little creature in her belly. I wonder if she'll die like all those women in the mines. I don't think so. The mutants here seem more capable for child birth than those in the hills, and Dizzy is a tough woman. I think she can make it through anything.

"M…Missay…"

I turned to my left, seeing Pluto there, twiddling his thumbs. I smiled a little. "Hi Pluto. What you want?" I folded my hands behind my back.

He looked over his shoulder then back to me. "Where…D-Dizzay?"

I blinked. "Um…I think she went to see Papa Jupiter."

He seemed to groan, but smiled at me, the best he could. "Th-Thank ya."

I watched him jog off, difficultly it seemed. I knew Pluto liked me, but the feeling wasn't mutual. His similarities to Hades were too close and it scared me. Was he capable of the same destruction and savagery as his father? I hope not because if he snaps one day I don't want to be in his path.

I turned around and started walking back towards the house, confused and a little heartbroken. I want to see my baby, I want to hold him in my arms and kiss him. I miss him so much it hurt. I never thought it would hurt this much. My mother was right when she said I would never want to be apart from my baby and I regret getting mad at her when she wanted to be close to me.

"Don't move," a gruff voice came from behind me.

I stiffened up, feeling a hand creep its way up my back. I felt something soak into my shirt and my stomach clenched at the thought of what it could be. Blood, water, sweat? Any of the possibilities raced through my mind, but only seemed like the most logical of the three.

"Your gonna get me outta here, ya see."

I nodded, numb all of the sudden. Who the fuck was this? the voice was familiar but I just couldn't place it. "Wh-where do we go?"

"Gotta start walkin dumbass. Towards the gas station."

I let him steer me in the direction we needed to go and obeyed the push he gave for me to go forward. I stumbled in front of him, praying someone would see and help me. but isn't this what I wanted, to be free of this place? No, not without Amber, not without saying goodbye. I couldn't fight him off, I could hear the soft sound of fingers glided over metal. He had a gun, and no matter how much military training I had I could fight against a gun. Maybe I could try, it would be worth a shot though right?

I twisted, lifting up my leg and landing a kick on the side of the man's head, watching him crumple to the ground. He was covered head to toe in blood, only wearing a pair of jeans that showed his gut and all. He groaned on the groun, the gun having flown away across the sand.

I panted above him, my hands balled into fists at my sides. "Fucker," I spit on his face."

He groaned and his eyes snapped open, his body colliding with mine before I had a chance to do anything. I gave a oomph and fell under his weight, struggling against him. But it was of no use, he was heavier and I had lost some of my muscle since I had been captured. I put both of my fists together and started pounding on his chest, screaming into his bloody face. He smelt fowl, like blood and sweat. It was a replay of the tunnels and that made me panic even more.

"The fuck?!"

I looked up at Lizard, seeing him clenching his spike strip in his hand. His chest was huffing and he was glaring down at the man above me, catching the attention of my attacker. He tackled the man above me and they rolled, Lizard easily overpowering him and straddling his stomach, pressing the spike strip into his throat. The man gasped and reached up to grab onto the spike strip, but he screamed out in pain, blood pouring from his hand onto the sand and making a sick puddle around them.

"Missy c'mon you don't need to see this." Dizzy said softly, tugging me towards the houses.

I watched her face, watched the way her pupils dilated when she saw the carnage in front of her. It was an unsettling thing to see, the pure blood lust on her face she was pretty, and that just made this so much more disturbing. She licked her lips and shook her head, continuing to pull me towards the houses. I stumbled at her side, wary of her. Dizzy was a dangerous woman, even if she was pregnant and slowed down. I would not want to be on her bad side. I watched her kill that woman in the mines and it was chilling to see her so much like her mate. She was cold, calculating and a complete predator.

I wonder if Lizard trained her; no, I don't think she was trained. I think it comes naturally to her. Natural born predator…it suited her. She's constantly looking over her shoulder, at the carnage behind us, and theres a glitter in her eyes that I never see away from something like this. that scares me…what if she turns on me or Amber? Will be safe from her rage, her temper if something makes her snap?

Nothing has ever scared me more than thinking that this woman, this soon to be mother, could snap and it'd be over for us I can see her being able to take me down, Amber would be next. She can't fight off Dizzy, Dizzy is small but I can see her taking down whoever she wanted to. I wonder if she could take down Pluto, probably so.

We walk into the house and Dizzy lets my hand go, leaning forward onto her knees to catch her breath. I rub my hand across her back and sigh, looking around the foyer. It's a lot cooler in here than usual, not that I'm complaining, it's just such a rare thing for this place to be cool.

"You ok?" I ask Dizzy.

She nods and reaches up, patting my arm. "Yeah, baby just takes a lot out of me. I need to take a nap. Tell Lizard I'm upstairs if he comes looking for me."

I nodded and let her go, watching the pregnant woman hobble up the steps to her and her mates room. I hope we don't face her wrath one day…