"What a surprise" the man from before that had beaten her senseless, Hoyt Volker, was sitting across from her in this dingy dank old offie room. His sat with such a calm expression as he lit a cigar taking in Ally's full appearance.
The Soldier man that had cared for her last night had brought her into this room tossed her in here and slammed the doors shut behind her. She felt trapped, intimidated as she tried hard not to look around. All she could tell was she was sitting on some old wooden chair that may have belonged to the dirty wooden desk before her that seemed to serve its purpose to the man sitting across from her. All the more this man, this leader, he sat in comfort and luxury as he drew in a long draw from the cigar before blowing out the smoke, a smirk spreading across his lips showing his white teeth. Rich wealth and health just glowed around this man as he seemed so utterly surreal in this horror land.
Then he spoke as he cleared his throat "To be honest I thought you'd die. Blood loss can be a dangerous thing" he chuckled at his own joke with a gleeful look on his face. "But that's besides the fucking point isn't it? I didn't call you here for some fucking check-up. In fact I wanted to get to know you a little better." He leaned forward with one arm resting on the desk the other flicking the ash from his cigar in a small glass ash tray. "You see here I tend to sell and trade sometimes, you know product is always good when it comes from the king himself right? However there is but one fucking problem with you." The tone in his voice became serious as he stood up and walked towards her sitting on the corner of the desk looking down at her. "No family right? No one will pay big money to have you back home which is a fucking disappointment. You see that's how things work her love, we bring in you fucks, ransom you and then when the money hits the bank we sell you to whoever the fuck wants to buy you for the most amount." He took another draw of his cigar blowing the smoke in her face as Ally coughed before this mad king of a man stood up and turned back around to grab a glass bottle of scotch pouring some of it into a single cup.
"That's my problem. No family, no one to buy you, not worth my time or effort." He paused as he turned around looking at Ally for a moment before taking a sip from his glass and returning back to his seat clearing his throat and waved his index finger in the air. "However you my dear owe me. You killed one of my men, can't say it hasn't happened before but you have potential, then I looked over your file, a Nurse right? Tried to become a doctor?" Ally looked at him with shock and surprise as to the amount of information he knew about her while the man only chuckled upon seeing her reaction. "Oh come now don't be so fucking surprised, a man of my power has strings on his fucking fingers. What I say and do happens, end of fucking story." He downed the last bit of his scotch in a single swig.
Putting the glass down he continued to go on "So here's my little offer." Then he put his cigar in a nearby ash tray before leaning forward clasping his hands together looking directly into her soul. "You will be taken to what my Privateers call Inferno. They'll teach you how to bark on command, and if you don't I'll see to it myself that you suffer until you do learn." His voice was dark and his facial expression went from sadistic insane looking to I'll kill you look. "Now off you go." His tone returned to something of happy as he leaned back in his seat folding his arms over his head and turning his chair around.
Ally barley got the chance to say anything, in fact she didn't think she could even get her lips to move as she stood up and took in long deep breath. Hoyt Volker, the soldier man outside had told her his name before tossing her in here, and now she knew why this man named Hoyt had such a 'fine' establishment. Exiting the room the privateer that had escorted her up here grabbed her by the wrist and tugged her along down the stairs without saying much of a word. It felt strange, awkward as various men glared at her while her limbs felt awfully strange like as if she was about to faint.
With a snort like sound the soldier man, this privateer spoke up "Inferno huh?" The man said in a hushed tone as they reached the ground floor.
Gulping down with nerves Ally spoke up for once in what felt like a long time. "How did you know?" She questioned raising a brow as the man seemed to lesson his hold on her poor wrist.
"Walls have ears, plus nothing gets past me." He spoke in an emotionless tone, his face held a stoic look as he opened up the main doors and they walked out into the blinding sunlight.
Inferno sounded like some sort of hell, a prison, but why did this Hoyt want her to obey his orders? What potential did she have really? Forced into a nearby truck she sat in the uncomfortable leather seat as her escort got into the driver's seat with a huff and turned the engine on with a flick of his wrist before planting his foot down on the peddle causing Ally to hit the back of the seat from such force. They drove like this for a long time, about 10 minutes passing over a bridge, through some open paddock space and past what looked like a small camp with a bonfire in the middle. However the man stopped the truck over on the side of the road when they seemed far enough from civilization. Maybe now was the perfect time to escape? He wouldn't suspect it but as he looked over in her direction and raised a brow she knew that he knew what she was thinking. He'd probably dealt with this before, escorting slaves around and knowing that any chance they got they would try and take it. So Ally sat still with her hands neatly on her lap as she looked down at her shoeless feet surrounded by junk and rubbish.
Breaking the silence he spoke up first "Inferno, it's not a nice place. Hoyt often cages up slaves there before they are shipped off, it's close to the coast, but he often visits the place himself, in fact he's always sending new recruits there so he can make some big introduction for them. Usually ends with him torturing someone or burning them. Man's got an obsession for that." He scoffed at his own words as he shook his head and looked back to Ally. "So here is what you are going to do, don't fight them, and do what those Privateers say and most importantly…" He paused turning back to the wheel and turning the engine back on. "Change your name." His last words where cold as Ally looked up at him unsure of what that meant.
They drove off from there leaving Ally speechless. How could she change her name, why would she change her name? There wasn't any sort of importance to it right? Looking out the window she watched the view pass her by, it felt like a dead land where nobody wanted to live, it wasn't tropical either as Ally took in a long deep breath. "The others…" She spoke up not turning to look at him. "He sent them off to that other Island right?" She said her words softly but loud enough to be heard.
The man driving only hummed before speaking up "If you want to try and be a hero, go for it but you will die." The privateer said sternly causing Ally to turn and look at him.
Why would he say such a thing? She cleared her throat and shook her head. "No I was just wondering, why did he send them over there to be ransomed? Why not over here? What will happen to me inside of what is happening to them?" She questioned, her tone seemed slightly stern as she was determined for an answer.
The Privateer frowned but never took his eyes off the road as if he was some sort of good driver. "Ok fine, first thing Hoyt obviously see's it pointless to ransom you. Second you have medical skills and on a place like this it's hard to come by that so he won't kill you exactly but will prolong your death and third…"He paused taking in a deep breath. "There's a contract between Hoyt and Vaas. Vaas you see does all the dirty work, he's a fucking psycho, a bastard that's nothing more than Hoyts little Lap Dog and thinks he's some big fucking hot shot." The privateer snorted turning to Ally for a brief second. "Anything else?" he raised a brow and turned back to the road again as they went over a hole in the road causing the truck to bounce a tiny bit.
"Yes." Ally boldly said feeling a little more comfortable as the man grumbled in retort. "Your name?" She must have caught him off guard because he seemed to look at her with a bit of surprise before smiling.
"Bob" He said in a soft tone that was almost like a whisper.
"Bob what?" She leaned forward with her arms folded over her chest almost mocking.
"Bob fucking Dylan" He snorted not finding any sort of amusement in this; however Ally did as she softly chuckled at his response.
Turning to look out at the window she smiled, at least she knew someone that wasn't going to hurt her. "Nice to meet you Bob" She softly whispered but he heard her and he could only smile in response.
After a while they rolled up to a small little town looking area surrounded by hill side. Bob never said a word but as he got out of the truck Ally felt more safer, she had a name to put to his face as he opened her door and put on some cuffs muttering something before tugging her out of the vehicle. The air smelt of something burning as Ally looked around at the place, some men were sitting in tiny plastic chairs drinking away as Bob pulled her along to a ramp. It went down as she looked over to see that down below was a large mass of water. The ramp seemed to go down into various other areas but Bob was leading her down and into a cave. There were other privateers around as they watched but never saying anything, perhaps a mutter of two but not actual words that she could pick up on or make out about from a few slurs here and there.
Bob walked her into a cavern area; the echoes of screams could be heard as they walked through the dark tunnel with no lighting until they came out and walked onto a wooden plank leading to a stranded ship. There where so many cages, so many slaves, one of which was being dragged away. Ally looked away as Bob put her in a cage by herself un-cuffing her, never saying a word but the look in his eyes told her that he felt sorry for her. Just like that he closed the cage door sealing her fate forever more as Ally sat on the cold ground hearing the screams of innocent souls echoing, men chuckle and burping, gossiping like women and ranting about their recent pay. It all flew by as Ally sat in her little cage for the next few hours, she never dared to look up or look around to take in what was going on. She had to bark when they ordered her that's all she knew and that's all she would do as she told herself. That's how she would escape this place by obeying and doing what she was told, gain their trust, learn what they offered her and when she can, kill and escape. Lying on her sore and tender back Ally looked up at the metal cage ceiling as she imagined the bright stars above. She was going to get through this.
Despite the horrible smell of death, piss and shit along with blood and god knows what else, Ally tuned out and thought deeply. Hoyt Volker was the head of this whole operation and from what Ally could tell and it seemed like he was just after the big bucks. Capture tourists, ransom them out for money and once the money is in then sell them off for even more money to some stranger so they can become nothing more than a slave locked in a basement for the rest of their lives. It made her shudder to think that something like that could have happened to herself, the fact she knew about medicine and how to fight was perhaps the only thing that was saving her ass right now as she took in a deep long breath hearing the passing footsteps of men nearby.
Yet she had no idea who this Vaas guy was, Bob spoke of him like as if this strange guy was a mutt, worthless and pathetic which made her ponder just exactly who or what this sort of a man really was. He ruled the North Island that was for sure, he did the dirty work like doing the Ransom money but was there more? With a long sigh Ally rolled over onto her side as she huffed from the intense pain rushing through her body, a cracked rib, bruised body and not to mention her back was all a mess as she put her head to the cold ground and closed her eyes removing her glasses from her face and putting them to the side. This was hell for sure, but the thing about hell is if you can become the monster they want, you survive and that's what this was all about.
By the time night had fallen only a few Privateers remained to guard during the night time shift, they seemed to ignore Ally only tossing in a familiar looking slop in foil for her dinner and also a dirty looking green bucket as a toilet. It would just have to do as she ate the horrible sugary tasting slop in hopes to gain back some form of strength while all around her she heard nothing more than the sounds of horror. One Privateer had taken it upon himself to rape a young looking man nearby, it wasn't a pleasant sight nor sound and all Ally could do was block the sounds out by thinking hard on her escape, how she would do this.
Hours passed like minutes during the night, the morning was a different story as Ally awoke to the sound of heavy footsteps. Sitting up on the cement floor she watched a batch of men roll past, these guys looked at her, they had this look of fear or nerves on their faces. Recalling what Bob had said about recruits, she knew that these guys where fresh meat about to learn the hard life, one that Ally may even have to face as she sighed watching the men pass by. Yet two large men in thick outfits with bullet proof vests and their faces masked, approached her cage and in tow was Hoyt himself.
"Good morning." He said in this sweetly sickened voice. "I see you have found yourself right at home. Good Good. Now today I want you to be on your best behaviour ok?" He was talking to her and looking at her as if she was but a mere puppy, a pet to amuse him which made Ally all the more nervous as she looked up at him. "If you do good I'll give you a treat, if not you'll have more fucking scares on your back then before." His last words a menacing hiss as he snarled at her before gesturing for one of the men to open the cage.
Ally had no idea what was going on as she slowly stood up, the food and sugar in the slop had helped ease her aching stomach and given her a bit more strength today as she took in a long deep breath eyeing off the man that opened her cage, however Hoyt didn't step inside this time, in fact he waved his hand gesturing for her to follow and like an obedient dog she did so. Slowly and hesitantly at first completely unsure of what the hell was going on but once she stepped outside of that cage it was game over. The other man grabbed her by the wrists forcing them behind her back as she began to struggle; he put on some cuffs that felt too small for her wrists as they hurt with each of her movements. She hissed and thought about fighting back but when she looked up at Hoyt she stopped, she held her breath as she looked into his eyes knowing fully well she was at his mercy.
"Come come." He cooed in a soft voice as he walked off. One guard by his side the other behind Ally pushing her forward as she was slightly hunched over following along an old rickety board walk until they came to an area that seemed like a horror movie was set up in.
Those young recruits all stood around, chatting to one another at first until Hoyt came into sight as he stepped up on the stage pointing a finger to the ground as he looked at the man that had Ally bound. Approaching the spot the guard kicked in Ally's knees from behind forcing her to kneel on the ground as she glared over her shoulder at him for a brief moment before looking to the ground. This wasn't looking good; none of this was as she felt her hands tremble and the odd sickening sensation rushing up from her stomach to her throat.
Clearing his throat Hoyt stood strong and tall with arms out stretched looking towards the fresh meat before him with such pride and joy written all over his face as he smiled with delight. "I'd like to welcome each of you to my Island." He started off with in his softly sweet tone before rambling on about something to do with his father.
In all honesty everything went straight over Ally's head as she kneeled on the dirty cement ground knowing something bad was about to happen to her, but what exactly she had no idea. Then Hoyt turned and looked at her, there was a wicked smile across his face as he showed his white clean teeth, a glimmer in his eyes that spoke of happiness and joy but why? It was only when he took a large piece of metal piping of some sort that had been sitting in a nearby fire that told Ally she was not going to survive this like she had thought. Her eyes popped wide open as he lowered the metal pipe towards her face but stopped a mere inch away, the heat was rolling off of it but Ally dared not to move. She was frozen, completely frozen as sweat rolled down her forehead.
"Now anyone that doesn't follow my orders or my rules, doesn't protect my fucking product will have to deal with me, is that understood?" He barked his words loudly as the men before him nodded in agreement as Hoyt returned that family twisted smile on his face applauding them. "Good because if you do break my rules this is what happens to you." Everything seemed to go slow all of a sudden as Hoyt turned and looked back down at All.
She couldn't hold his gaze as she looked away tears streaming down her face, sweat dripping down her forehead as her body began to tremble. It wasn't long before the sensation of something burning pressed against her back as she screamed, her body jolted forward as she hunched over but there was no escape as the guard still held her at bay. Again and again and again, the burning feeling scorched all through her and up her back hitting almost every nerve possible. At times she felt she would black out, her vision clouded with tiny little dots as her body shook. That bastard was burning her back and not in a nice way. He must have been pressing it in so hard that it was going to leave deep scars. Even her breathing became shaky but it was all over as the guards hoisted her limp body up side by side and dragged her off.
Ally could only remember looking down at the dirty floor, every now and then she would black out until they tossed her body into some strange cell. It wasn't a cage, but it was a place with walls of cement, no windows only a large metal door with a single slit in it. "You can thank me later." Hoyt's voice rang out bitterly before the door slammed shut.
Laying on the floor weakly crying herself to sleep, Ally knew she couldn't do this, this was too much, too hard, she was isolated, captured and there was no way she could just simply gain someone's trust like this. This was game over for her. She'd rote away bit by bit until she can't even remember who she was anymore.