Blackbird of Bleak hope
Sand and dust. Seen it since i was a kid. Lived my whole life out here in the waste. Well what else is there? Jet city? No i stay out here. Taking on protection jobs, and caravan guard. They call me Frenchy, because the colors on my mask. What i'm working on right now is diffrent, from what i usually do. This is personal. I had been on their trail for three days, and now i had then in my sight. Though i prefer taking job as a caravan guard, i could not say no to this job. It was Sam from a small shanty town called Bleak hope that i was working for. He lives with his wife and teenage daughter. I knew them by name from when i have been in town. His daughter was the only kid in town that was not scared of me and my mask.She always had a smile on her face, and loved to sing. One night a young dumb raider gang drank at the bar. on their way out of town they broke down the door to the familys house, and attacked them. Sam shoot one of them, but got shoot in the leg himself. He pas...