Olivier Mira Armstrong was trapped in the desert wasteland of the Muggle Trash Heap. She walked a little way and found a tower structure of some sort with a black flag.
"This cannot be good." She muttered to herself. A horde of Mad Max-like gang members came rolling down the dirt road in their modified Cadillacs. Princess Diana's 1985 Ford Escort was seen with orange and red flames painted on it, being driven by a long-haired savage who could hold a shotgun with one hand. A modified London Bus with chain gun turrets and flamethrowers was driven by a tattooed woman with a pink mohawk. The other Cadillacs had mounted turrets, spiked hubcaps, and flamethrowers attached, making for junkyard warfare. The vehicles stopped, and the drivers got out.
"Who are you people!" Olivier wanted to know.
"We're the Muggle Riders." The long-haired savage man said in his gruff voice. "We were captured by Voldemort and the Ministry and thrown in here just for being Muggles."
"So, I understand your motive, but why do you want me dead?" Olivier asked.
"You sided with a State Alchemist, and where we come from, that sounds like a wizard." The pink mohawk lady waved her ball and chain, the long-haired savage drew his shotgun, and there was even a black tattooed bald man wielding a chainsaw sword. The savages charged at Olivier. She tried to defend herself until she was rescued by a fighter plane. The plane destroyed all their vehicles.
"Run!" The long-haired savage yelled. The gang members ran in fear of the plane. Out from the plane came a black woman with long black hair, in a dark blue military uniform.
"I am having a huge clitoral erection right now." Olivier was aroused by the woman's badass nature and tough attitude.
"My name's Cecily Hawthorne, Chief Master Sergeant of the US Air Force." Cecily explained.
"Olivier Mira Armstrong, General of the Amestris Military." Olivier introduced herself.
"I came from the Harrogate Air Force Base while the Battle of Hogwarts was happening, finding myself at war with Death Eaters attacking London. They were tougher than expected, because one of them used the Bombarda charm to shoot my plane down, and long story short, I ended up in the Muggle Trash Heap."
"Well, we need to get out of here alive." Olivier and Cecily got in the fighter jet and flew away. They flew and flew but there was no end to the desert.
"Dammit!" Cecily got mad. "We traveled the distance of the entire globe 4 times over, and we still haven't gotten out of this desert!" When they were flying, a large battleship was buried in the desert.
"What idiot buries a big ship in the desert?" Olivier looked at the ship, and it looked like some kind of battleship.
"That's the HMS King George V." Cecily gasped. "How did it get here?" Cecily landed the plane to investigate. When they got out of the plane, there were rogue gang members drinking while "Riot in my Mind" by the Poison Girls was playing on the speakers. The gang members were engaging in dog fights, gambling and arm wrestling. Some were even smoking meth, doing cocaine, and even smoking weed. The boss busted in, a hooded member wearing a long black robe and a face mask.
"Muggle Outcasts, lend me your ears, as it seems we have visitors." The hooded figure took off her robe and face mask, revealing the face of a pretty woman with a brown bun haircut in a skimpy tactical bikini and heels.
"I am Nellie Cherry, the leader of the Muggle Freedom Syndicate that is you all, and I would like you to stop what you are doing and give these strangers a warm welcome." They lined up so Olivier and Cecily could walk down the deck of the ship and get to Nellie, sitting on her throne.
"Look, I appreciate your hospitality and all, but we must find a way to get out of this desert!" Olivier wanted Nellie's help.
"If you want my help, you must complete three challenges, each more daunting than the last.
"Oh, fuck me." Olivier and Cecily had to complete mandatory tasks to get Nellie's help. Will Olivier and Cecily complete them, or will they be trapped in the Muggle Trash heap forever?
TO BE CONTINUED….