Mommy Where Are We Going?

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NUX POV

The sand shifted and rustled, spreading apart with each movement. The pale war boy moved around, eventually gaining enough strength to pick himself up. he coughed the dirt and sand out of his mouth, his coughing hoarse from his lack of saliva. His throat was dry, stinging and throbbing every time he swallowed, causing more coughs.

Once he had successfully cleared his throat of dirt, he looked straight ahead of him, rubbing his eyes to get a clearer view. He depicted what the large moving, distant object had been. The Rig.

His fist and only thought was to run. just run. run after it as fast as he could. and he did so. He needed to follow them. It was his goal to be taken to the gates of Valhalla. And by getting the breeders back, he could do so.

Once he had caught up enough, he hopped onto the back of the rig, grabbing whatever he could to stay on. . .

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"What do you see?" Furiosa kept her eyes on the black blobs of people she saw in the distance.

"Rigs... Polecats... And-" Angharad stopped.

"Oh God... Its 'People Eater' in the flesh..." Bliss looked at Furiosa, Holding Rage tightly, trying not to worry her. "Furi... its the Gas Town Boys.."

As Bliss had finished her sentence, the Rig started to clink and bang, something malfunctioning.

"Great.. just what we need!" Furiosa shouted, banging her palm on the steering wheel. "It has to be the fuel pod! Grab the wheel!" She looked at Max.

"No!" He shouted over the loud sounds of the rig. "I'll go!" He opened the side door and climbed onto the top of the rig, shutting the door.

He climbed to the back of the rig, finding the solution to the problem and fixing it.

Before he had returned, inside the rig, the breeders were attacked by the pale war boy.

Nux had attacked Furiosa, wrapping a chain around her neck.

"NO!!" Rage screamed, tears flooding her little red cheeks.  Bliss held her close as she watched the others pull the boy off of Furiosa. 

Once Furiosa was free from the choke hold, she grabbed her dagger and jumped at the vulnerable boy.

"Don't Kill him!!" Bliss had shouted, earning a quick and confused glance from the boy. "No unnecessary killing, you promised!" Bliss was curious with the boy but spat a look at him anyways.

Furiosa was not happy, but she had agreed. "Fine!! Then throw him out!"

The breeders opened the rig door and held the boy out.

The boy spat at Furiosa, her immediate response to spit at him back. And with that, the breeders had thrown him out of the rig and into the dirt and sand of the wasteland.

Bliss watched as he fell out of the rig, looking down when he was gone. 'Who is this poor war boy..' she could not help but gain curiosity from his him. 

 Max had returned, sitting in the seat he was in before. "More friends of yours.." He pointed behind Furiosa, another heap of shimmering shapes, rigs, war boys, a whole crew.

Furiosa stared out the window behind her, murmuring under her breath, "Dammit..."

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AN: Hey. woah guys, long time no write, eh? here is  update for ya though!! and hey, i know it feels literally like you are reading the movie but i promise CocaineCupcake,  and I have some really good ideas further down, so it will get even better, i promise!! And i know this chapter was kinda short, sorry!! Don't forget to like this and follow CocaineCupcake and I!! Happy reading, sexy tacos (Yeah, i stole that line from EdwinsGeneration... XD)!!