Death of the Giant Plastic Phallus

That night Alessandra slept soundly since she was sold to the Raiders to be a child soldier.

Jazz didn't get much sleep. She understood perfectly why Alessandra did what she did, she probably would have done the same, but she was hurt by the lies nevertheless. She also had a hard time accepting that Steven and Alessandra are the same person. The way Alessandra described Steven was so much different than the way she is now. That incongruity haunted Jazz and kept her up.

Shortly before dawn, Jazz heard something. She went to a window. "Shit." She rushed back to Alessandra and the fire. She put the fire out and woke up Alessandra. "Raiders coming. They are looking for who killed their leader. "Too late to run. We either hide or fight." Alessandra went to the window. She didn't dare use a scope. She watched until she got a good look at the person in charge of this group. "I know him. I thought he was dead. We were really close for a time. He was always reasonable when he wasn't on something. I should be able to get him to stand down. Cover me from the roof."

Alessandra went out in full armor. She walked towards them with her arms raised. "Todd! We need to talk." Todd stopped the others. "Who are you?" Alessandra lowered her arms slowly. "Remember the old mill when you and Steven got stuck there during a radstorm that lasted several days?" Todd moved closer to Alessandra, the anger was evident in his stride. Alessandra gave the hold your fire sign to Jazz. "Who told you about that? Steven never would have." Alessandra leaned in closer. "No one told me. I am Steve." Todd looked at the person in front of him. Todd looked Alessandra over, even in armor this person in front of him definitely had a woman's figure. "No way. Steven was taken by cannibals and eaten." Alessandra took off her right glove. She showed the scar on the back of her hand. Todd recognized it instantly. He also noticed the long pink painted nails. "Steven would never paint his nails." Alessandra put her glove back on. "Steven wasn't taken by cannibals and eaten." She had no clue where that rumor came from. "He was taken by men hired so an old Ghoul could get revenge for the rape and murder of his wife. Steven wasn't killed. Steven was put into an Autodoc and made to replace the wife he killed." Alessandra could see the gears turning and then the light bulb going off. "You're Steven?!" Alessandra nodded her head. "What are you doing out so early? No one in the gang ever left camp before dawn." Alessandra gave the sign to Jazz signaling that Todd was hers alone to kill. "After Tyron died and no one else was targeted, there was a power struggle for who would lead. It didn't last long. As Tyron's top lieutenants yelled in each other's faces I threw a grenade and took over. We tracked the assassin this way, everyone wants to thank the assassin."

Alessandra had many ideas for how this would go, and most of them ended with her dead or seriously wounded. Some ended with her killing Todd an outcome she found rather detestable. She fondly remembered those days in the old mill during the radstorm. Sometimes she wished the two of them never bothered to return to camp after the storm ended. Alessandra signaled Jazz to come to her side. "I just called the assassin over. She killed Tyron on my orders." As Jazz walked up Todd gave her a good look. "You and her?" The question could have many meanings but for Todd's one-tracked mind, there was only one meaning. Alessandra nodded her head. "You always had a thing for people in leather."

Once Jazz arrived Todd put himself between Jazz and Alessandra he wrapped his arms around their shoulders. Jazz didn't like that much at all. "Time to join the party back at camp. You got plenty of people who want to thank you for killing that bastard Tyron." Todd looked over to Alessandra. "You must have a new name right? Little odd for a bird like you to go by Steve." Alessandra chuckled. "Alessandra." Todd liked the name. "So what are two pretty birds such as you out here for? Business, pleasure, or passing through?" Alessandra felt Todd's hand drift south. "The town we call home is being threatened by Willamette. We can withstand a raider attack but a sustained attack by Willamette's forces would lead only to a massacre. Our mayor has given me the authority to negotiate to increase our chances of survival." Alessandra felt Todd's hand reach her ass. She gave her ass an extra wiggle. "For those who killed Tyron, I believe a deal can be made." The party left for the raider camp.

Long before you could see the camp the sounds of a party could be heard. Todd announced that he found Tyron's killers. Everyone started cheering. Some threw stuff at them as tribute. "As you know in this gang you keep what you kill..." Alessandra had forgotten all about that idiotic rule. "No way. We are not taking over this gang. It's yours, Todd." Todd took a huge swig of something alcoholic by the smell of it. "Fine by me. In that case, I'll grant your request for aid under two conditions. You fight by our side during the battle and..." Todd belched. Alessandra had a feeling she knew what the second condition was, after their time in the old mill Todd was always trying to get in Steven's pants. Steven always said no because if Tyron found out he would have them executed by choking to death on the giant plastic phallus. "And you show me a good time." Alessandra was right. She approached Todd. "Alright. But I have a condition of my own. During the battle for my town, I give the orders." Alessandra turned to Jazz. "Go tell the Mayor I have secured the extra muscle. I'll find you when they are set up nearby."

Jazz left as requested but she didn't like it and she liked this Todd even less, especially after seeing just how much he still cared for his former lover.

Todd took off Alessandra's helmet. "That Autodoc sure did good work, you look younger. Of course, you can lead, your mayor wouldn't trust lowly Raiders not to take advantage of the situation without some kind of assurance." Todd took Alessandra's hand. "Got something to show you." Todd led Alessandra to a bonfire. "Would you like to do the honors?" He pulled a tarp revealing the giant plastic phallus. Alessandra grabbed that monstrosity and threw it on the fire. As she watched it burn she thought back to the day she found it and shuddered. After Steven found it he showed it to Tyron, because he thought it was some kind of joke item and wanted to make Tyron laugh. Tyron didn't see something to laugh at, it was at that point Steven knew he fucked up, he wouldn't know just how badly for a while. Tyron saw it as a way to humiliate someone and a new way to torture someone to death. She was glad to see it destroyed.

Alessandra and Todd went to Todd's new home, the one that Tyron used to call home. Once they were inside they began to kiss very passionately. Todd started to take off her armor. She stopped him. "I'm with Jazz now. This is a one-time thing." Todd nodded his head. Alessandra suspected he was hoping to change her mind with his prowess in bed, he could before she fell in love with Jazz. They resumed what they were doing.