A Raiders Life For Me

Chapter One: Take it Back!

(No Sex yet. Introduction to the main character, her gang and their current situation. The fun will come soon. I promise.)

Luce crouched down and swiftly moved down the line of fellow Raiders in the parking lot. There were seven of them. Luce is their leader. He stands at six feet five inches and a toned build at 163 pounds. Luce passed behind several of his cohorts all taking concealed cover under the moonlight and behind an old car outside the Super Duper Mart. He reached the end of the line and peaked around the corner looking towards the building.

"Two Wastelander Assholes standin' guard at the front of the store." He says in a low tone to his second in command Raider, Milk.

Milk turns and looks down the line towards Nells.

"Get on top of that bus over there and pick off one of those skutches."

Nells swiftly without making much noise sneaked across the parking lot towards an old charter bus. Once there he climbed onto of it and went prone. Nells got in the best position he could get on the two Wastelanders surrounding the fire outside the Super Duper Mart.

Luce waved us all up to attention and we prepared to charge in at them.

I reached down and loaded my Chinese Pistol. Everyone else loaded and prepped for the charge. The plan is to take over this Super Duper Mart that a bunch of Wasteland jerk offs took from a rival gang of ours. Their numbers are low and now is the time for us to take it for our own. Nells will drop the first one, Luce will then give the command for the rest of us to charge across the parking lot and storm into the building. Stupid plan. I swear none of these fucking dickheads have brains worth shit for combat situations. We're just damned lucky were facing a bunch of fucking pencil neck brahmin lovers.

I suppose now would be a good time to introduce myself. I go by the name Candy. I've got green eyes, blonde hair and stand at 5'10 and 129 pounds. Nothing to great to look at. I wear the standard "Raider Badlands" outfit given to the lowest of the Raider ranked soldiers. There are two women in the gang, me being one of them and the youngest in the gang as well. Only being nineteen years old. The other girl is Tophat. Nothing special. I think her services are more for male enjoyment and entertainment if you catch my drift. I've been with the gang for a couple of years now, four years to be exact.

We had fifteen Raiders when I started. Four years later we're down to seven. At this rate we'll all be dead in no time. The Bossman is Luce. He's a tough son of a bitch. Not very smart when it comes to leading in combat, but hell, which of these fucks could do better than him? Maybe Nells. That'd be about it. He's our marksman. That man can shoot a Nuka-Cola bottle with a hunting rifle at a hundred yards no sweat.

Then there's Milk. The dumbest of them all. Second in command too. Go figure. He probably only got his position because he let Luce backdoor him too many times. After them, there's two left to mention. Soapbox and Jax. Soapbox doesn't really do much. He's an alright guy though. Jax is damned good at setting booby traps. So I guess he's our "demo guy".

Now that you know who the team is, I suppose I should finish the story...

CRACK. The muzzle of Nells rifle opens up in a fiery display of power. As soon as we heard the shot we all leapt over the car and screamed out as we charged across the parking lot. The six of us opened up on the last guard out front who still didn't figure out what the fuck just hit his partner.

I sprinted as fast as I could, moving from cover to cover while the rest of them just ran straight for the building yelling and screaming out obscenities at the Wastelanders inside. If they were sleeping, they aren't now.

Jax and Luce reached the door first, kicking it straight in and going inside. Me, being in the far back didn't get to see much of the fighting. But damn did I hear it. Tracers flew out past the door as I was still trying to catch up to them. Once I finally got inside the Super Mart the gang was spread out behind check out lanes and aisles. Firing popshots at the now cowering Wastelanders.

I stood, not really making the connection I should find some cover before getting my head blown clean off my neck. The beautiful lights of yellow tracers flying from the pharmacy section towards the front was so enticing to watch. As eye catching as it was I regained my connection to reality when Tophat reached over and pulled me down with her behind a Cash register stand.

"The hell are you doin', Candy? Trying to get yourself killed on your first real raid?" Tophat yelled in my ear as the gun battle continued around us.

"No.. I just.. didn't really expect it to be so beautiful. The killing I mean!" I retorted back to her, trying to keep my bad ass composure.

Tophat grinned and nipped my cheek with her teeth before standing up from behind the counter and screaming at our victims. Her Chinese pistol rang out cries of its own. Letting lead be it's words.

I spent the rest of the fight sitting behind the counter, listening to Luce shout out commands to our comrades and yelling curses at our foes. I think I even fell a sleep to tell you the truth... the next thing I remember was Milk crouched down in front of me trying to get my attention.

"You okay, Candy?" Milk asked me, turning his Mohawk topped head to the side while looking in my eyes.

"Yeah... fine." I responded back to him, blinking several times as I stood up.

The lights to the building were on now. Well, some of them at least. Nells and Tophat were dragging the bodies of our victims into a pile. No survivors this time it looks like.

"Go help Jax set up the traps, and be quick about it bitch." Milk said aggressively towards me. He reached out with his hand and cupped my shorts covered ass cheeks and pawned off a toothy grin at me.

"Fuck off, pencil dick." I said as I swapped his hand off me and went off to find Jax.

When I caught up to Jax he was already rigging a combat shotgun to blast anybody who opened the front service area door open.

"Why rig this door? We can use that room for supplies." I said.

Jax didn't bother to turn around as he was to into rigging the trap. "Well, Candy. That's exactly what everyone else will think too when they come in. They'll head straight for this inventory room searching for shit to take. When they open the door. Boom, down goes the fuck head."

I made a mental note of it. That may be useful info for later on. Think about what your enemies will do and act accordingly.

"This'll be fun." I thought to myself as I wandered around the rest of the store. "Now... let's find a room to call my own." I said out loud as I head off towards the back of the store.