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Life Could Be A Dream, Sweetheart (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

This was all too easy. Soon enough, she could see the island through the porthole. Dotted with massive turrets, a labyrinthine maze of connecting steel and concrete bunkers.
 
She couldn't pull her eyes away from it, eyes darting over every piece of metal she could see from her little window.
 
The ship docked, and once she was on land, he turned to her. "So, a little caveat to your stay here, little vaulter. You have free roam of the island. But, you may never leave."
 
"This used to be an enclave base. I know your type, you'll talk. Besides, you won't have time to leave since your plate'll be so full with your work." He said, plainly. "So, I can't have the enclave knowing about us. Can't have the brotherhood knowing, not anyone."
 
"Enclave? Brotherhood?" She hadn't seen either in the whole of her life, just knew they both used power armor and were ruthless when wronged. "I...I can't stay forever.."
 
She took a step away from him, and then another, before turning and trying to sprint away from him. Where could she go? He knew this whole island like the back of his hand, and she couldn't swim without a biter getting her.
 
He speinted after her and pinned her arm to her back, with his arm around her neck. "Where the fuck do you think you're gonna go?"
 
"Not a fucking chance am I letting such a bounty go." He said, only slightly loosening his grip on her throat.
 
"I-I won't tell anyone...!! I swear...!! Just please...!!" She whimpered. He had no idea why, but having her pinned against him like this made him feel powerful. Greedy.
 
He chuckled to himself. "I'm not going to let you leave. For all intents and purposes, I fucking own you, little vaulter."
 
The others laughed loudly as she bit her lip hard, trying to fight her tears. This isn't what she wanted; out of one fire and into another. "L-Let me go...I won't run..." She muttered.
 
She shut her eyes tight and swallowed a whimper before shaking her head, "I-I won't run..." She repeated.
 
Dare she risk disregarding such a command? What would he do if she didn't call him that? Only one way to find out. "Where should I start my work, Feng...?"
 
He shot her a cold gaze. "Maybe work on your fucking manners first. But as real work, you can make yourself useful in the command center. The rangefinders on the shore guns needs some attention."
 
She had prepared for a strike of some kind and was grateful he didn't hit her. She nodded, "Please show me the way...I don't know where I'm going.."
 
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