The Other Punk

They were walking down the street in south Philadelphia to the next camp.

 "You think she will manage?" asked Phil.

 "Of course, she a tough one like our Jess," said Schaffe. They look and see the strange tower in the distance.

 "What you think he is doing?" asked Punk.

 "I have no clue. He probably thinks he is a monster and goes back to normal life. He truly has become a king of nothing," said Schaffe.

 "This could have been you," said Phil. They stopped.

 "Yeah, But I chose to move and face my fears he chose to embrace them and become a monster," said Schaffe. "It like he said Schaffe Deathclaw from here is dead and only Diablo remained."

 "Right, Now seeing this makes me regret a lot of things back then. I too chose to run away then try to help you," said Phil. 

 "It's not like we would see this coming. I just want to help these people rid of this nightmare," said Schaffe.

 "We should get moving so we can get to set up in our new place," said Punk.

 "Yeah, let's not be upset about other people's past," said Schaffe. They head out to the next camp.

 They reach the camp which it was surrounded by a cement wall. 

 "Man, this place got protection," said Schaffe.

 "How do we get in?" asked Jess.

 "Hey, who is out there?" questioned a Device on the wall. 

 "We are from Jess' camp," said Phil.

 "Ah, right we have been expecting you. Our leader will be out there," said The Device on the wall.

 "What? We could talk inside?" asked Schaffe. No response from it.

 "I guess we wait," said Punk. After they wait for about half an hour. They saw a gate open and walked out a young man which surprised all four of them. It was this reality's Punk. But he was different. He was older he had long black hair and he had three scars on his face. He wore a vault suit with an army fatigue over it.

 "Punk?" questioned Schaffe. He glared at Schaffe.

 "You must be the other world people Jess was speaking of?" asked The Other Punk.

 "Well, we are here to help," said Schaffe.

 "Alright, If I need help, I'll ask," said The Other Punk. He starts to head back in.

 "You going to let us in?" asked Phil.

 "No, I rather not have my people be scared of threat living with them," said The Other Punk. He enters the walls and the gate closes.

 "That bastard…," said Punk, who felt awkward saying that to himself from another reality.

 "Now, you know how I felt," said Jess.

 "Well, there's no point complaining let us go find a place for our base," said Schaffe.

 They would look around and would find something that they could feel safe during the night. They would make a place in a manhole where a big hole was and big opening in the sewers.

 "I cannot believe we are going to be sleeping in the sewers," said Jess. She was grossed out by the thought.

 "Hey, it's not too bad. Better than being a Deathclaw's meal," said Punk.

 "Sadly, you have a point," said Jess. Schaffe and Phil made a makeshift desk out of cinder blocks and a piece of plywood and were wiring a terminal from a wire in the sewer which was still active.

 "She gave me this before we left to communicate with and I got some stuff when we were at that hardware store," said Phil. They set the terminal up it had a microphone and a speaker.

 "It should be working," said Schaffe. He was looking at it and saw The Other Jess in the contacts.

 "I see. We still have someone to communicate with," said Phil. "But she is not active right now."

 "That is fine. We better get things going for our camp before we bother people. We might be safe from the deathclaws but not other things that could be down here," said Schaffe.

 "That Punk is different than ours," said Phil.

 "Yeah, he does not like us. I can tell how he was looking at us," said Schaffe. "A sense of hatred from his eyes."