Into The Wasteland

Chapter Eleven

"What Green Place?" Toast demanded. "The Green Place is dead!" The Many Mothers looked offended. "No offense," Toast muttered afterwards.

"There is a Green Place," the blood bag insisted. He pulled a small map roughly drawn on a piece of cloth. "Right here".

"But that's the Citadel," Cheedo commented, clearly confused.

"... Where Immortan Joe keeps plenty of crops and plenty of clear water to himself," Toast commented

"Where does he get the water from?" one of the Many Mothers asked.

"He pumps it up deep out of the ground and calls it Aqua-Cola. He owns it, so he owns the people," Toast continued.

"But how can we take the Citadel?" the Dag asked.

"The only people left at the Citadel are war pups and war boys too sick to fight," Nux answered.

"And Nux would be doing his job," Savage added. "Bringing back those which were taken". Nux smiled and grabbed a hold of Savage's hand. Furiosa had a glimmer of hope in her eyes, a hope that Savage was sure she hadn't had in a long time.

"Let's do this," Furiosa said with a conviction in her voice. Savage smiled and slid back into her car, Nux and the blood bag hopping in too, revving the engine and following after the motorbikes. It didn't take long to reach the war rig. There was still no sign of any of the war parties.

"They mustn't have crossed through the marsh," Furiosa commented as they loaded everything back into the war rig or into Savage's car. She ended up with a couple of large jugs of murky water, another two canisters of guzzoline, and a couple of cans of food.

"You all know the plan, right?" Furiosa called to everyone from the door of the war rig. All but two of the Many Mothers were on motorbikes, the other two up on top of the war rig with guns armed and ready. Nux was in Savage's lancers perch and she herself had her goggles down over her eyes and was ready to go.

"Let's roll out!" the blood bag called, Savage pulling in behind the war rig and followed close behind, making it harder for her to be seen. The Many Mothers rode along side the war rig on their motorbikes, all of them ready for war.

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Once safely across the marsh Savage reached her hand back and found Nux's pale one. She grasped it tightly for a moment before pulling away. Nux leaned in through the hatch and kissed the back of Savage's neck.

"I... I love you," he murmured softly into her ear. Savage's breath hitched in her throat. She took her eyes off of the back of the war rig for a minute and turned and kissed Nux passionately on the lips.

"I love you too," she whispered as she reluctantly turned her eyes back in front of her. She felt his hand gently grasp her shoulder, but Savage knew they only had a few precious minutes left like that.

Multiple red, yellow, and black flares went off in the distance and the Doof Warrior struck up his tune; Immortan Joe had seen them.

"It's now or never," Savage breathed out slowly and moved even closer to the war rig. In the moment she shouted something she never thought she would say...

"Today I ride for Valhalla!"

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Final showdown in the next couple of chapters! Who will live and who will die?? :D