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I gradually returned to myself after a while. I could smell the Night City morning dew, the cold ground under my bare feet and the metal handcuffs behind my back. I guess I could sum it up this way: I was in big trouble. "At last, she's back with us! Didn't recognize you at first... Victoria. You look quite different. Still a little miffed about our last encounter?" "Yeah, I should have agreed to take you out straight away, so I wouldn't have to face all these hassles." "Perhaps, but unfortunately you failed thanks to my two personal bodyguards. One spotted you entering my room while the other knocked you out. Now I must leave, any last wishes?" "Go to hell and I sincerely hope you meet your maker!" Susan Abernathy ordered one of her private security men to handle my case. He grabbed my body and walked me to the pool. I could still hear that bitch on the phone: “It's me. Send an AV to the Estate, I might be in jeopardy. And dispatch a cleaning crew here as well.” Just as I thought I might die from drowning and be dumped somewhere else, someone came to my rescue. Goro, I had forgotten about him. He must have realized something was wrong and decided to show up on his own. The bodyguard took a few bullets and threw me off luckily, on the ground. "Victoria, what happened? Where's Abernathy?" "Untie me and I'll bring an end to this mess! She's up on the roof, waiting for an AV, we can't let her get away now!" "I'll cut the chain off your handcuffs, it's the best I can do." "Just give me a gun and let's move!" "I'm out of ammo." Before heading inside the manor, Goro collapsed near a pillar. I hadn't noticed, but he received multiple wounds on his arms and abdomen. "Sorry, Vic... But I can't push it anymore... Go ahead. Take my knife. Deal with her." "I will. Don't you dare fall asleep now you hear!" "It's fine. I'll be waiting at the front gate." The door led into the manor hall, where the injured bodyguard awaited me with a sharp blade in his hand. "Bring it on you little pest, you won't get past me!" I dashed at him and blocked his attack. Despite being physically stronger, he was still wounded and I was far too quick. I landed an elbow straight on his face. "I've taken down tougher guys than you! You're the one who won't get over me!" I made him fall down to the ground. Even stripped of my clothes and barefoot, I could kick some serious ass. "Trash, all of you. Just fucking die!" I'd slit his throat before heading for the roof to stop Susan Abernathy from leaving. The AV landed on the roof. I refused to let it leave with Abernathy on board. I had to get rid of the last guard and make it fast before going for her. I used the deckchair to push myself into the air. Susan freaked out when she saw me, screaming at her bodyguard who shifted into a fighting stance, far too late. I fell on him, knife first, in his chest. Even a big guy like him couldn't stop me. That showed my willpower to end it all. "Keep the blade, pal!" Susan Abernathy had ran off to the opposite side of the roof in search of a gun. Unfortunately, I caught up with her and kicked her in the chest, throwing her off balance. I picked up the pistol and pointed it at my former boss. I even put my bare foot on her, to show that I had prevailed. "It's over Susan, no way out for you!" "Wait, Victoria! If you shoot me, Arasaka will be after you. You'll spend the rest of your life looking over your shoulder." "I'll take my chances." I executed Susan Abernathy with a single gunshot right through her skull. It didn't make me feel any better, it had to be done. For Arthur, for Goro and finally for me. I was the lady of justice and I had just rendered my verdict. Once the job completed, I followed the corpses left by Takemura to the main entrance. He was waiting for me, still injured. "She's dead, we got her!" "Good, but we need to hurry... We must leave Night City at once. Take your bike and get out of here, Victoria." "Thanks for the rescue Goro, I owe you big time!" I set course for the desert, back to Panam. Susan Abernathy made a good point: with Arasaka on my tail, I'd be dead before nightfall. And the nomad chick was the only person who could prevent that from happening. "Well, well, somebody had a lot of fun tonight! Meeting me in your underwear, you must have gone through some trouble, you don't even have any shoes!" "Hey hey, eyes off my feet, eyes on my face! Did you pick up my stuff at the motel?" "Yeah, it's in the trunk." I changed clothes at the back of the car. "So Eleanor, can you tell me what happened?" "You know, the usual: some Arasaka guys you take out, others grab you, you deal with them afterwards, and then you're off again, almost naked." "Oh, so it's just an ordinary night for someone like you!" "Okay, here's the plan: Take the car and head south, near the border. There's a dry river, follow it until you see the warning sign. In your backpack with your belongings, I've added the scrambler. Activate it and you'll have fifteen minutes to jump across the border undetected, while avoiding the machines on patrol. Once on the other side, you should be safe." "And I think that's all! I guess this is goodbye Eleanor." "Thanks for everything Panam, we're even now! And who knows, if I ever come back to Night City, maybe we'll have a night to remember!" "Anytime, girl! Good luck!" Before leaving, I had one last stop to make, not so far from the border either. I hit the gas towards Judy's cabin. I wanted to spend one final moment with her, to explain the mess I'd gotten myself into. I had to get away from her temporarily, to keep Judy safe. But once clear of Arasaka's radars, I'd come back and we'd start a new life together. Back from diving into the lake, Judy was lying on her stomach. I hugged her from behind. "Surprise! How's my darling hacker?" "El'! I'm better now that you're here! Did you succeed?" "Yeah... About that, we need to talk." We sat on her sofa, inside the cabin. I took Judy's leg and rubbed it, struggling to find my words. "Listen... I killed the bitch who left me to die a few months ago. But I've been spotted and Arasaka is likely to come after me..." "So you're afraid I might be targeted too if we keep seeing each other?" "Exactly... That's why I'm leaving Night City right after." "Oh... And do you think you'll ever come back?" We leaned closer, our foreheads against each other. "I promise to come back for you Judy. Whether it's in three months or three years. Once I'm sure that I'm safe, we can make our life together, wherever you want to go." She didn't answer. I took her silence as a positive commitment. I followed Judy by the hand to her bedroom. "Well, since we won't be able to do this for a while, let's have sex shall we?" "I'm in a hurry, but I'll gladly make an exception for you!" "You're so beautiful Judy... I'm really going to miss these moments with you." "Aw El', it's not the time to get emotional. Let me create a new memory for you to cherish until we meet again." I shut up and closed my eyes. I massaged my breasts to intensify my sexual arousal and let Judy's hands guide me: she lifted my legs onto her shoulders, allowing her to do as she pleased with my vagina. "You'll remember my tongue each time you climax, I promise!" Positions were switched. I wanted to give the same gift back to Judy, an incredible souvenir for her to treasure. "Your tongue is good, but my fingers are no match." She enjoyed my touch, nibbling my fingers as she silently orgasmed. We stayed in bed for a bit after our lovemaking. I wanted to enjoy Judy again, her beauty and her nudity. Looking at them again with my own eyes before some time. "You were right about this final moment that I will remember dearly, I thank you very much for it." Judy and I got dressed and she accompanied me to the car. "Hey Eleanor, when you return, let's take a trip around the world, see if we can find a place we both like." "Sounds good! As long as we're together, I'm fine with anything." We kissed for so long. I wish it had lasted for hours rather than seconds. But I had to escape, until things calmed down on my side. I got into the car and followed Panam's instructions. Once in front of the sign, I took my stuff and continued on foot. I had to hurry to reach the border. I hid behind some rocks and waited for clear passage. The machines on patrol would rip me to shreds if they spotted me. Better safe than sorry, especially so close to the finish line. I was only a few steps away, climbing the rocks to the top. As I ascended, I remembered why I'd been here and what mark I'd left. Somehow, I succeeded. I glanced one last time at Night City on the horizon. In broad daylight and with the pollution haze, the metropolis looked far less attractive. The city had its share of adventures in which I excelled or had a lot of fun, but more than anything, I made some memorable contacts. Night City was simply a point of interest, not the final destination of my journey. "I'll be back." I took off and jumped over the fence. I didn't know what awaited me on the other side, but one thing was certain: I had just closed a chapter in my life, a former corpo turned rat with a grudge. And guess what, she pulled it off!
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Back to Goodneighbor. These events are directly related to the History chapter, from a different perspective: the character who was captured and brought here. I am Isabel. I used to be known as the Queen, and I ruled my little world with an iron fist. All that came to an end when I was betrayed and tortured by my former slave, who took revenge on me. I underestimated her then she turned me in to Goodneighbor's rulers, whom I'd tried to con by allying myself with the Triggermen, their local enemies. I was still chained and gagged in their prison cell when the woman who had escorted me in, Fahrenheit and her boss Hancock showed up for a quick chat: "At last we got you Isabel. You've made quite the mess these last few weeks around Goodneighbor and you're going to pay for it. My associate here will handle your interrogation. I want names and locations on the Triggermen. The faster you tell us, the less you'll have to suffer. Your choice starting tomorrow." I wasn't going to talk. Fuck them. Torture sessions began. For several days I was beaten all over my body. "Where are they hiding? Say it!" I remained silent, I had no intention of giving that bitch anything. Punching method failed. The cunt switched to the whip. My whole back and buttocks were lacerated by her repeated lashings day after day. "Tell me where the Triggerman's place is!" My skin burned red hot from the pain but I persisted in keeping my mouth shut. The whip also failed. The bitch used my slave's method to make me talk: tickling. "Calista was right, you are ticklish! I'll let you rot in this bathtub until I get the information I want." My pain turned into one vast, untreatable ache. I couldn't laugh no more. Since tickling also failed, bitchy Fahrenheit took out her frustration by fucking me dirty. She took great pleasure in it, as I would have done if I were in her place. Restrained on the ground, she went on for anal sex. Her strength tore my ass. I couldn't blame Fahrenheit for doing so, but I was determined to tell her nothing. "So, ready to talk or do I have to make you a new hole?" "Any progress with Isabel?" "Sorry Hancock, I tried everything: fists, whip, tickling, sex and she didn't even flinch. I can't do anything more with her." "Too bad, we'll have to get rid of her. I have acquaintances who run a correctional facility north of Lexington. Take her there tomorrow. Maybe before she's enslaved to Paradise Falls and the Capital Wastelands, Isabel might consider making some kind of peace with herself." "I doubt it, she was a cold, remorseless queen slaver. That part of her life is finished for good." At dawn, I was shackled and gagged, then transported by Fahrenheit to the destination Hancock had indicated. We left Boston over a bridge and didn't meet a single soul. "Hurry up Isabel, I want to get home before nightfall." In another life, I was the one escorting people over long distances. A bygone time... When I slowed down, the bitch at my back kicked me to speed up again. "Quit dragging your feet, we're not there yet!" Around noon, we arrived. The place was a correctional facility for turning bandits into slaves. I had heard of it, but I didn't give a damn about these guys. Former raiders from Lexington and Gunners defectors teaming up to run a prison, big joke. But now I had become their victim. I was introduced to the prison warden, a gray-haired old guy reformed from the Gunners' military life. Fahrenheit made me get down on my knees, the bitch.... "Dear sir, I bring you Isabel, former slave queen. From Hancock, with his respects." "How ironic to have a slaver turn into a slave. Please thank Hancock for me. She will be in our custody for a while before we send her to Paradise Falls if we receive a lucrative offer." I was offered the same deluxe treatment as all new prisoners: a jumpsuit, a high-tech shock collar and a fresh haircut. I didn't recognize myself at all, I never thought I could fall to such lowly status, to the same league as the people I used to enslave. "Look how beautiful you are, my dear! Time to go to the cells now." The prison was a small, narrow building. The guards' offices led to the dining area, which itself led to the holding cells. There were no windows, and security doors at every threshold. On top of that, a bitchy guard who thought she could do anything. Luckily for her, I was handcuffed. "Keep going straight ahead, don't try anything or I'll make you regret it." The guard forced me into the empty holding cell. I wasn't the only prisoner here; in the next cell stood a young blonde girl, who viewed the scene with surprise. I felt so angry, clenching my teeth to contain my rage against that guard cunt. After pushing me down, removing the handcuffs and locking me in, the guard left. The woman prisoner reassured me: "Oh shit, they didn't miss you... Sorry about this mate, welcome to prison." "Don't worry about me, Blondie." "My name is Cheryl, what's yours?" "Isabel. I don't feel like talking right now, I'm going to lay down on the bed." Those were the first words out of my mouth in weeks. A bed and makeshift toilet, the great Commonwealth luxury. I needed some rest, but that didn't stop Cheryl from speaking her thoughts out loud. "I never thought my little thefts and robberies would bring me here, to this jail. I've been here for 3 months now and I'm dreading the day when I'll become a slave... I'm trying to get used to the idea, but it's hard... Anyway, I'll shut up. If you want to talk, I'm always here." The days passed and looked the same. I spent most of my time in my cell, except for meal times, held at the canteen next door. The bruises went away, but not the deep lashes on my back. I hadn't set foot outside since my arrival at the prison until that day: "Hey new girl! Congratulations, you'll be tending our crops today. You'll be partnered with Trixie, she's been in solitary confinement since her escape attempt. Don't even dare because you'll be punished more severely, you've been warned." It was nice to see the sun again and feel the fresh wind on my skin. Even if I had to do a dirty job, digging the earth with my bare hands to tend the crops, at least I wasn't alone in my misfortune. "Oh shit, you're Queen Isabel, aren't you? I barely recognized you, you're famous all over the Commonwealth!" "In another life I was, yes. So you're Trixie and you tried to escape, didn't you?" "Hush, we'll talk about it later, the guard's watching us a little too closely." At the end of the day, the guard handcuffed Trixie and took her back to the cells. Unlike me, I was tied to a post next to the warden's break room. "Good job today, new girl, but you think I didn't see you chatting? You're going to stay here for tonight, that should help you keep your mouth shut, am I right Trixie?" She lowered her head to apologize to me. I was pissed of, that guy deserved a good whack to the head. Several weeks went by, I felt more comfortable talking to Cheryl. "I used to run my raider crew down south, then I moved into slavery - it paid better and I got to work on my own. Everyone called me Queen. Then I got greedy and things went wrong." "Damn, you're one fierce badass... I stole from a couple settlements before getting busted by the Covenant people. Those bastards had recording devices in every one of their houses..." "I've heard of 'em. You're lucky they didn't keep you, I hear some folks get kidnapped in their sleep. And they've been missing ever since." Meals served in the canteen were held in absolute silence. I had no chance for lunch today: a soup with pieces of burnt fish... Cheryl and Trixie hadn't, but they were tired of eating the same thing for months. All of this under the close surveillance of a security guard watching over us. The only time we had a shred of freedom outside was in the enclosed courtyard. Only 30 minutes a day if we behaved ourselves. It also meant I could chat with Trixie, to find out more about her escape attempt. "I'm telling you guys, it's not possible to get out of the prison with their fences and turrets. We need outside help if we want to have any chance." "And what about our collars, do you have any clue how they are powered?" "Not from the prison for sure, but it must be somewhere with electricity nearby." "Girls, quiet down! The warden's coming." "Prisoners, get naked. It's time for the photo shoot." Restrained in devices, we were displayed in plain sight for the highest bidder. I never imagined being the one to suffer this kind of humiliation in my life, and it irritated me beyond belief. We were then escorted back to our cells, fully naked and handcuffed. "Come on ladies, move it! We'll give you back the jumpsuits tomorrow after laundering. What are you looking at, Isabel? Hurry up!" I didn't have her name, but I sure knew at some point, I would beat the crap out of her. I forgot how long I had been locked up here. Days, weeks, months... The time felt like an endless loop. I hadn't prepared myself for the slave life because I was sure that it would never come true. Rather die free than be submissive. "Hey Isabel, stop your push-ups. You have someone who paid a lot to sit down with you. You know the drill, hands behind your back." I didn't expect it, but it happened. My former slave, the one responsible for my imprisonment, was paying me a visit: "Isabel, it's been a long time! Looking sharp, always a pleasure to behold. So, how has your life been over these past few months?" "Calista, what the hell are you doing here? You've come to taunt me, right? Mark my words, once free, I'll put you six feet under." "Good, you feel the same way I did when I was enslaved. Now sit your ass down, we gotta talk." "After our last encounter, I settled down. I wrote down my entire Commonwealth experience, from my enslavement by your lost ex-slave comrades in Lexington a couple of years ago to my regained freedom after your capture. Then I sent the manuscript to a journalist in Diamond City, who promised to publish some sections." "I don't give a fuck. You want a medal or something?" "Oh, just when I thought my former mistress could see the big picture... You've lost quite your touch, my dear. Remember Nuka Ride, your plan to make us famous with the porn industry? My story will bring us that notoriety you wanted so badly." "So after dumping me, you went out on your own to take all the glory? I should have done the same right after meeting the Overboss." "But you didn't, because there's unfinished business between us." Calista was good with words, that's how she survived as my slave, she knew exactly what to say to keep me satisfied. Seeing her from the other side, she would have made an amazing raider leader. Like me, long ago. "Okay. Warden, I'm extending my session with Isabel by an hour and I'll need to use your barracks this time. You'll get an extra bonus and an autograph from the retired actress Starlight." "I'll take it. Do you have any plans with her?" "Oh don't worry, she knows exactly what to expect." End of Part 1
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