Apocalypse Zodiac

Leo

          The hideout for Leo's gang was expertly hidden.  Situated in a part of the desert that was rocky, with plateaus of sandstone jutting from the ground.  A cave had been carved in one of these hills, the entrance covered by a large stone that would take several vehicles to move.  Leo grinned as four of the humvees attached chains to metal hooks hidden in the rock.  They gassed it, and with a rumble, the entrance to the hideout was revealed.  An enormous space nearly the size of a football stadium, housing almost two dozen various vehicles, and 350 men.  Leo had no doubt about the ability of his men.  They were the best fighters in the wasteland, or at least the ones who didn't want to get involved in the war between the Corp. and Resistance.  Leo hopped out of his humvee walking toward his masterpiece, a pre-outbreak Ford Mustang, build out of spare parts he found around the wasteland.  All the rust had been polished off, leaving a gleaming steel beauty behind.  A figure suddenly stepped into Leo's path, stopping him with a hand.  Leo's smile instantly faded when he realized who it was.  "Taurus." Leo said.  The trader nodded his helmeted head in greeting.  "Leo." Taurus replied in his deep bass voice.  "Unless you have something to sell, I recommend you leave." Leo growled, always annoyed by Taurus's demeanor.  Taurus put his hands in his jacket pockets while saying,"I have many things, but I'm here to ask you to make a delivery."  Leo's scowl deepened,"When did I become a delivery boy?"  Taurus tilted his head back replying,"Thought you might like an opportunity to get a lot of cash for a short trip."  Leo squinted behind his aviators, his curiosity piqued.  "What we delivering and where?" he questioned.  Taurus motioned with a hand and a truck came pulling up.  They went to the back, and Taurus opened the doors to reveal medicine and assorted medical supplies.  He turned to Leo and said, "A doctor lady named Cancer, who gets a drop off of medical supplies every month."  Leo gestured to the truck and questioned,"Why not get one of your men?"  Taurus picked up a bottle of aspirin and twirled it between his fingers, answering,"My men might get captured and tortured for my location.  You and your guys won't, partly because of your reputation and they also won't know if your working for me or not."  Leo nodded, seeing the logic in that.  "So, where is the drop taking place?" Leo asked.  Taurus answered,"Ten miles west of Outpost 16."  Leo called Sagittarius over and explained the situation to him.  Sag hopped in the shotgun seat and said,"Better get a move on, I want to be back before nightfall."