So yet again new chapter! Good. So you know the drill I don't own shit but I do own my babies thats all.
A few weeks later we suffered a great loss. Fertility and died when trying to bring her baby into the world. It was a son so that pleased Joe for a while, but the infant boy had some severe birth defects and he soon died from them. Years passed the other wives died, or were retired, and they were replaced. It took Immortan Joe more than three years, 20 losses of babies to realize that I could not keep a child in my belly, so he cast me out.
The day had come, I knew that Joe was finally done with my infertility. I could hear Rictus Erectus's lumbering footsteps coming down the hall, coming to take me away from the home place that I had known as home, prison, safety, hell for the past three years. Now I was leaving, and I had no idea what to do. I said my good-byes to all the brides, most so new and clean one.
When Rictus finally came, he lead me down a series of twisting passages. When he finished I realized where I was, it was the room in which Organic Mechanic had examined me before I became one of Immortan's brides. Now I noticed the tools on a plater beside the stretcher.
"Lay on the cot" He told me and I so I did, frightened as I was, I wanted to avoid conflict. "Poor poor dear." He said "Its a pity, I actually rather liked you, you've got spunk and a fire that none of the other girls have got. So maybe you will last down there…"
Organic Mechanic then had one of the Warboys reach into the fire for an iron brand. The Warboy handed it to Organic, who placed said brand upon the skin over my belly, he did so twice. Leaving two scars, one over the place of each ovary, each in the shape of a tiny skull.
"Yer done" He said as he pushed me off the table, "Take her away." He told the Warboy, who came closest.
The Warboy then lead me down a series of winding passages, soon I became hopelessly lost in the maze. We stopped in a little room filled with black cargo pants and combat boots.
"Find a pair that fit ya." The Warboy said, and so I did. I dug through layers and layers of pants till I found a pair that were just a smidgen to big. Next came the hard part of finding a pair of boots. I noticed that there was a system of sizing for them. Smaller to larger.
"Do ya know what size ya wear?" The Warboy asked.
"No sir" I responded.
"Aw theres no need to call me sir, call me Piston. After all everyone does." He told me.
"O-Okay, Piston. How do these sizes work?"
"Easy," He said "They've got lil numbers inside em and the number corresponds with the size of yer foot. Theres a tool around here somewhere that can help." He said as he started looking around for this tool thing that can measure my foot.
"Found it!" He said with a look of glee "Those darn Warpups must ave hid it. But anyway, gimme yer foot." As I gave him my foot he pressed a strange piece of metal against it, and I noticed that there were all sorts of numbers on it.
"Looks like yer a size 7, so these will fit ya." And he tossed me a pair of battered boots "Put em on ok kid."
I put on the pants and boots, leaving the linen bandages on my chest as a sort of protection. When Piston saw me he noted that I was good to go, and he handed me a belt. He the led me down some more halls to another room where another Warboy got out a straight razor, and proceeded to shave my head.
"Scuse me," I said "But could you leave a bit of hair down the center of my head?" I asked the Warboy.
"Ummm…." He said "I'm supposed to shave all yer hair off, but I suppose if its only a lil bit of hair its ok." And he proceeded to leave a mohawk looking thing of hair which I then braided tightly to my scalp.
I was then pulled down another series of halls to a room filled with dozens of little boys, they were so pitiful and small, I could not help but pity them. For I knew that most of these boys would be dead or close to it by the time they were 20.
"Whats your name?" one of the boys asked.
"I-I,- you can call me Magpie." I told them. After all I thought, it is appropriate.
And thus started my life with the Warboys and Warpups…
Hey, Im sorry that it has been taking me forever to update, but college is kicking my ass right now and Ive has an ass ton of work. So don't expect weekly updates.