" Must run faster." She told herself, as the footsteps fell ever closer behind her. She'd been running for five minutes now and she still hadn't managed to shake them. Why did she go out. She knew what would happen if she did. He had told her all the scary and frightening things he'd witnessed while out scavenging. She, being stubborn and hardheaded, decided to see for herself. Now it looks like she'll get a personal look at what happens to people this ruined world.

"Stop little lady, we wont hurt you, promise." Cried out from behind her. There was four. She could handle one, maybe two. But four was to many. She just had to run faster.

"Aaahhh..." She screams as she trips over an old decayed body lying on the street. "Stupid, stupid, stupid." She utters as she picks herself up. As she started to stand up, a sharp pain shot out in her right knee, then a heavy force way layed her back to the ground, knocking the breath out of her small body.

"We love runners, it gets the blood pumping." He growls into her ear, then licks her cheek. The smell of his rancid breath making her gag.

"Get off me you fucker," she screams, trying to claw at her attackers face. All futile against his massive size. Her heart sinks as the other three guys show up and grab her arms.

With her more subdued, the first guys starts working on her pants. One of the others puts his hand under her shirt and roughly squeezes her breast, making her wimper. As the first guy gets her pants down to her knees, she starts trying to buck him off but stops as something sharp presses against her throat.

Then a squeaky voice said in a threatening tone, "Move again, and ill slice ya ear to ear bitch." He pushed the knife into her skin as he said this, letting her know he was serious.

All she could do know is sob as the man between her thighs started fumbling with his belt. The animal look on his face scared her to her core. She looked away only to stare into the face of the man with the knife to her throat. His other hand was moving back and forth, giving her an idea of what he was doing.

A muted crack startled her. A dime sized hole had appeared between knife mans eyes. The look of total surprise frozen on his face. The pressure of the knife disappeared as he fell back lifeless.

The man holding her right arm down suddenly stood and pulled some type of revolver out of his pants and started waving it around. Two more muted cracks sounded. Followed by two neat red holes appearing in the mans chest. He sputtered blood as the rounds knocked him back a step. Left hand over his wounds, he fired the gun twice, then collapsed onto his face, the pistol sliding just out of her reach.

The big man who had just gotten his pants down looked startled at two of his colleagues killed in less then thirty seconds. The other, much skinneir man, attempted to stand and run. He managed to get three steps in before a mutted crack sounded, resulting in the man throwing his arms outwards and falling flat on his stomach, a blossoming red spreading on the upper part of his back.

The last man was up by now. A pistol of his own in his hands. "Show yourself pussy, your gonna pay for my friends." His threat failing to mask the fear he was feeling. She looks over at the revolver and reaches for it.

"Im gonna kill this bitch unless you show yourself." He threatened. A few seconds goes by with no response to his challenge. "Find by me, her death is on you fucker." He turned towards her.

She had just grabbed the pistol and aimed it when he turned towards her. There was surprise on his face. With what looked like a little respect. He puffed up and started to say,"you ain't got the balls to sh..." She squeezed the trigger three times. Resulting in three loud cracks. The man looked down at his stomach sporting three red holes.

He looks back her, rage replacing his expression and said"your a dead bitch now." And raised his pistol. A mutted cough sounded and the front of the mans face exploded outwards. Showering her with bits of bone and blood. His lifeless body tottered for a few seconds, then collapsed onto its back.

She layed there, to shocked to realize she was no longer in danger. The last couple minutes had been to much for her. She started to sob, quietly at first. But it quickly became louder as reality came crashing down on her. She had asmost been rapped and would have most likely been killed afterwards. It was all to much for her to handle.

"Ma'am, unless you want to go through round two with their buddies, we need to get moving right now." Said a calm but demanding voice from her left. She looked to see a man dressed in camouflage walking towards her, weapon up and scanning for threats. Was this her hero or her new danger. Time would only tell.

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