Chapter 48: Scribe's Tale.
The fighting happening outside was brutal and it was fast as tends to be the case when it is in close quarters and you didn't get much closer than having an angry radio-controlled claw right in your fucking face.
But after Runs came back he reported to the team that the result had been a draw with all three parties wiping each other out, well that wasn't strictly true as there had been one mutant left standing due to the sheer numbers they had thrown at the fight but the vast majority of were mown down by the heavy automatic fire from the Brotherhood and the Enclave, but that last mutant wasn't able to take the news of their victory back to any comrades back at its camp thanks to a swift and silent arrow to the eyeball thanks to Runs.
That meant the only survivor of the rapid battle had been the scribe that Riss had snatched right off the battlefield and carried back to the group where he had been bound and secured not to mention gagged after the Ghouls had insisted upon it.
"Let's go and check the bodies for anything useful, both the Brotherhood and the Enclave carry some pretty hefty gear that could be really useful to both of our causes," Faith said in a rather curt voice, it seemed she was still pretty angry that not only had they taken a prisoner but that they had been willing to possibly parlay with the Brotherhood before the fight started but Seven had stood his ground repeating his stance of giving them a chance to speak rather than just murdering an unconscious defenceless man before making a decision.
But he did agree to go and check the bodies with them taking both Visa and Ven with them as they wished to check the bodies of the two fallen claws to see if they either knew them or God forbid were related to them.
The remainder of the group remained behind to watch over the captive while Seven, Visa, Ven, Faith and Markus headed down to the street level and headed up to the cross junction where the fight had taken place.
The sheer level of explosive violence was blatantly evident even before they reached the bodies, there were bullet holes and laser burns in nearly every possible surface which indicated the insane level of firepower the three small groups had thrown at each other in only a matter of minutes, then there was the blood.
It was like a river of red flowing down the crumbling gutters and into the drains, it was still leaking from everybody that lay on the field, claw, human and mutant blood all mixing together until you could not tell whose was whose and that made Seven incredibly sad.
The two closest bodies were the two claws, one had been completely riddled with so many laser rounds that it was almost impossible to tell what gender the poor creature was as its front side was shredded with scales and ragged flesh simply hanging from long strands of destroyed viscera.
The one thing that was still seemingly unharmed upon the poor claw's body was the helmet on its head that was still crackling with electrical energy, Ven slowly approached and slowly crouched down before reaching out and tenderly closing the claw's wide lifeless eyes with his large hand.
"Rest now brother your fight is done, I hope the place you are in now accepts you and lets you run free and happy," he said softly.
"Did you know him Ven?" Seven asked softly and Ven shook his head.
"No this claw was not one of ours, as for his sentience I do not know," he said softly.
That's when Seven heard a gasp and turned to see Visa looking down on the other claw who was in much better shape than the one they were still standing over, it was blatantly a female and had been killed by a collection of gunshots to her torso before being finished off by what looked like a spear of some kind having been jammed through her heart from behind.
She was wearing the same bolted-on colander style helmets and to Seven's claw loving eyes she was a rather pretty claw girl, she'd had a fine and strong figure that she was blatantly proud of by the way she had cared for herself, her scales were clean and polished in places and her horns were long and sharpened which showed that she had been a proud claw female.
"Her name was Vess, she was one of our pack," Visa said quietly before she couched down and just like her brother had she gently closed the dead claw's eyes.
"Rest sister may you run free and happy in paradise where all you hunts will fill your belly and your nest will be full and safe," Visa said in a genuinely emotional voice.
Seven placed a hand on her shoulder and she reached up and gripped his metal-sheathed hand and held it, "I want vengeance for this Seven, I want these fucker to drown in their own blood! Vess was a good claw, she was kind and she was gentle, she would spend all of her time protecting and teaching the new hatchlings making them feel safe and secure in their nests, there were many times in lean times when she would go without food so she could make sure their bellies were full, she did not deserve this, to be used as someone's tool of war, reduced to nothing more than a beast, no not even that, a fucking puppet on a string!" she snarled angrily.
"I swear this to you my sweetest of all hearts they will pay in blood for this, we will get any other claws out of there, you have my word," he said softly but with pure venom in his voice.
Ven joined them in his hands he was holding one of the helmets in his large hands while blood dripped from his claws indicating that he had cut it off with his bare claws, "Will you pay these two fallen claws the same respect as you did the fallen pack in the railway yard Seven?" he asked softly and Seven nodded before reaching out and placing a gentle hand on the big claw's arm.
"Of course I will my friend, leave it with me," he said softly and Ven nodded.
"Thank you Seven you do not know what this means to us, Vess was a good woman, a gentle claw, she deserves every chance at happiness and peace that she can get and it gives me peace knowing that her earthy remains are in the hands as one who shows honour to all such as you," he said reaching up and rubbing his eyes on the back of his forearm.