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Short Story Of Angel's Cheap Eats And The Childrens '

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Angel's Cheap Eats, and the Childrens Mission attached to it, were in a respectable, safe side of the settlement. Populated by tradesman, many of the buildings here were still intact, or had been restored after the bombing. Highballers, feeling generous would eat here now and again, mixing with the working class, thinking they would earn some credit with Karma by supporting a bunch of waifs. Assholes.

Sometimes, despite the Mission's influence, they enticed a child into becoming a slag, and for that Fox declared war on them for as long as she was breathing. Hatred's talons truly pierced deep, with the death of her father at their hands, some six years before. In retaliation, she harassed their 'businesses' stealing from them as much, and …show more content…

The red brick building was pitch black in the night, and Fox, wearing head to toe black herself and slinging a small backpack, became one more shadow.

This worked to Fox's advantage while skulking her way along the fence line. Previously she had cut some links, giving her access to the building's basement window. She'd scored a hole through its glass, in anticipation of her use tonight.

Newt, her nimble, pint-sized sidekick for this venture, she left hiding in an alcove two blocks away. His job- keeping the rescued girls quiet in the alley while waiting for Fox to arrive. He was to give her fifteen minutes. If she no-showed he was to continue on, leading the girls through the tunnels to the Mission. Sister Sarah would take over from there.

Fox's fingers felt along the chainlink and finding the breach, gently pulled the fencing back. She flung the bag in, and carefully maneuvering her body through, let the links drop back into place. She crouched, ducking her way along the wall, and located the lone window. She thrust her arm through, unlocking it and eased it slowly …show more content…

His arm came up holding a stun gun, and with a roundhouse kick, Fox knocked it from his hand. He gripped Fox by the throat, raising her off the ground. Fox, pushing her shoulders back and knees up, caught him square in the family jewels. He loosened his grip long enough for her to headbutt him, and reflexively let her go. Another roundhouse kick brought the fight to an end.

Fox made short work of securing the slag, turning her attention to the door. She picked the lock, slipping inside. Five frightened faces were staring dumbfounded at her, as she dropped the bag in the middle of the floor.

"Alright chickens, quick, get dressed now! You've got five minutes." Fox said with quiet authority. "Then you're going out that window there. On your left will be a rope ladder. Climb it and wait for me on the roof. I will NOT leave until the last one of you is through and climbing. You got that chickens? I'm breaking you out of here! Now move."

Their voices murmuring with disbelief, they dressed quickly, darting out the window and climbing upward, anxious to get away. Fox, jamming the lock to hold off any pursuit, shimmied up after them, bringing the ladder up when she reached the

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