A few days later, after the revenge in Lexington... 

 

 

            I finally decided to go to Boston. On the way, I made a stop at a place called Covenant. It was a cluster of houses fortified by concrete walls with turrets on them that protected the area.

 

 

          The guard at the entrance invited me to take a test called the GOAT. If I passed, I was allowed to enter.

"A resident is in possession of a Grognak the Barbarian comic book, issue number 1. You want it. What's the best way to obtain in?

1. Trade the comic book for one of your own valuable possessions.

2. Steal the comic book at gunpoint.

3. Sneak into the resident's quarters, and steal the comic book from his desk.

4. Slip some knock-out drops into the resident's Nuka-Cola, and take the comic book when he's unconscious." 

I choose answer 3. Infiltration was my thing. 

 

 

           After answering about ten questions, I was accepted into the compound. The first house run by a merchant who sold the resources produced here. 

"Hello ma'am, you are new right? You should try our homemade lemonade! No one can resist it. The first bottle is free!"

"Why not, I could use a drink!"

 

 

          The saleswoman advised me to go to see the Covenant leader so that I could have a place to sleep that night. On the way, I tasted the lemonade. It was refreshing and delicious!

 

 

          "Hello young traveler! Welcome to Covenant. Ah, I see you've already met our saleswoman and her awesome lemonade! Are you staying the night? You can sleep in one of the common houses, you have nothing to fear here! We'll talk later, you look tired."

"Thanks for the welcome and the hospitality! I am exhausted, I will take your advice. Good night to you."

His desk was harmoniously arranged however the handcuffs on the desk worried me. What were they doing here if the compound was so secure?

 

 

            I undressed completely and went to bed. It felt good not to be worried about the present dangers of the Commonwealth. I was so tired, I just fell asleep. Something was strange though, my breasts felt heavier. 

 

 

            In my sleep, I felt displaced, unable to move. I heard a distant voice of a woman.

"Is this the new comer? No one will miss her. And it looks like the drink has taken its toll. Take her to the safe house, she'll be more studied there."

 

 

          When I came to my senses, it took me a while to realize what was going on. The handcuffs I had seen earlier were attached to my wrists. I was naked and vulnerable in front of several armes guards, one of whom was assigned to escort me somewhere.

 

 

          We crossed a footbridge in this underground which served as a base for these people. Who were they? I still felt a little dizzy, unable to use my mouth to speak.

"Keep following me and don't slow down. You don't want to upset the Doc."

 

 

            I was brought to the Doc. The old woman ran the base with a strong hand. I stood on my tiptoe, trying to see over her shoulder what she was building.

"Well what do we have here? Looks like my first experiment worked. You have a beautiful body, so firm and athletic. You'll be a perfect test subject. Tie her to the bench. 

 

 

            I was tightly bound, the cold metal around my neck, wrists and feet prevented me from moving a muscle. I could see absolutely nothing of what she was doing on her terminal behind me. 

"I will go back to latest research and compare it with my new guinea pig. We'll know soon enough if she's a human or a synthetic."

A synthetic? What she was babbling about? 

 

 

          "Very interesting, a 25 % increased breast size. No side effects noted, the test subject is in perfect condition. We will continue some tests later if she can produce milk. If so, we will keep her. If not... Synths must be destroyed. Take her to the cell and leave her handcuffed, we're not taking any chances."

I felt terribly exposed, treated like a lab rat. I had to get out of here.

 

 

            I was taken to a cell that had been used as a torture chamber for someone more unlucky than me. My feet ended up in a pool of dried blood. The guard gazed at me, the fact that I was naked and helpless give him an immense feeling of power over myself.

"Don't move, I'll open the cell and put you in. If you try anything, you'll lose some teeth."

 

 

          Before I was thrown in the cell, I managed to retrieve the cell key from the desk. The guard had his own key and lock me in without checking. I had to thank him as his lack of vigilance would allow me to escape. The hardest part was unlocking the cell door with my hands behind my back.

 

 

          Time to escape. There was no time to remove the handcuffs, I had to leave. I crouched down and walked out of the room. My footsteps were quite low, which was a big plus. I knew where I shouldn't go, I had to find my way back to the surface.

 

 

            I walked through an open red door. I forced myself to stand up, I couldn't see what was down there, the main room maybe? I was lucky not to come across any guards, it had to stay that way.

 

 

            In the other room, I saw a passage hidden by darkness. I felt like a ninja, jumping over the blocks of dirt before falling back behind the stairs. Being barefoot did not cause any noise. The guard on the deck continued his cigarette break without suspecting anything.

 

 

            I followed the path to the surface but my luck had to stop. There was a security post with a guard watching the corridor. It was impossible for me to get through without alerting him. I was so close... I had to use my legs and run as fast as I could. 

 

 

            I sprinted at full speed. Other guards and a turret were in front of a pipeline leading outside. I didn't think for a moment and ran over there. 

"She's getting away, get her quick!"

I'm sorry, but your shelter wasn't very welcoming. Covenant, my ass.

 

 

          Outside, it was daylight and I still had to escape from this place. The good news was that I was a pretty good swimmer. The bad news was that I couldn't use my arms because of the handcuffs. My legs had to work twice as hard to get to shore.

 

 

            I managed to reach the shoreline and make my way to the highway. Looking down, I saw no one chasing me. Now I had to get rid of these handcuffs and find some clothes. I hoped that no one could see me so vulnerable, it would give them bad intentions...

 

 

          My luck returned. A small abandoned camp on the highway had clothes and, above all, something to remove the handcuffs. It took me several minutes before I managed to disarm the mechanism and regain the use of my hands.

 

 

            I got dressed and kept moving. In front of me, Boston was devastated but still standing. As a slave, I had only seen the journey to Diamond City, which was a straight line. There were still plenty of other places to explore. It was decided, I would return to Diamond City, this time as a free woman. And for work opportunities.