Chapter 333: Rodenti Seed
The three girls and Nash stood facing Saya.
Saya looked really bad. Her clothes were completely dirty, covered in gray dust and old grease stains. Her hair looked like a messy bird’s nest falling over her face. She was very pale, her cheeks hollow because she hadn’t been eating or sleeping.
Her eyes were swollen from crying for hours. Her lips were dry, cracked, and trembling. But the strangest thing was her left hand. Without realizing it, she was gripping her lower stomach tightly, as if she wanted to protect, or destroy, something inside her.
Sarra and Lina went completely stiff when they saw her. They had never seen anyone so sad and miserable in their lives. It made them very uncomfortable. Sarra took a big step back and grabbed Nash’s jacket.
"Nash..." Sarra whispered in a shaky voice. "Who... who is that girl? Why is she looking at you like that?"
Lina didn’t say anything at first. She just leaned forward a little. She was frowning hard as she stared at Saya’s face. She felt like she knew that face. Then, suddenly, she remembered. She remembered this girl walking proudly through the streets a few months ago, often present when Nash played street ball with the local dudes. Seeing her like this, completely dirty and without any pride, sent a strong shiver down Lina’s back. What could have happened to her?
Victoria didn’t even move. She didn’t look surprised or worried. She just crossed her arms over her generous chest. Her face was cold as ice. To Victoria, Saya wasn’t an important person. She was just trash blocking the way back to the villa.
Nash stayed still, his eyes fixed on Saya. He wasn’t angry. He wasn’t sad. He was just looking at her calmly, waiting to see what she would do.
Since no one said anything, Saya swallowed and tried to force a mean little smile with her damaged lips. She wanted to act tough, so she wouldn’t burst into tears in front of them.
"Well, look at you," Saya said.
Her voice was strange, dry and broken. She took a small step forward, but her knees were shaking.
"What’s wrong, Nash? You don’t recognize me anymore? Don’t play dumb. It’s me. Your old favorite trash."
Nash didn’t say a single word. The complete silence hit her like a slap. Her fake smile disappeared instantly. She turned her eyes toward Sarra and Lina with a mix of jealousy and anger.
"I have to admit, you’re good, Nash," she said with a short, dry laugh that sounded more like a cough. "You really made it. Look at this. Always surrounded by pretty new girls. Tell me, do they sleep with you too? Do they share your bed with that loud girl who has the big tits?"
Her words were mean, but no one moved. Victoria’s face didn’t change at all. The other two girls just looked at her with worry. The silence stayed heavy, and Saya’s attitude looked completely ridiculous and weak.
She laughed again, but this time it was completely forced. It was a trembling sound she couldn’t stop. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself with her dirty hands to stop the shaking.
"What, you hid your past from your new girlfriends, Nash?" she asked, her voice cracking. "You forgot to tell them about your old team? You forgot to tell them you were one of those poor idiots who just got completely raped on the court tonight?"
She was really trying to act proud. She wanted to show that she still had some strength left.
But everyone could see it was fake.
Her trembling voice, her eyes that kept looking around, and the hand that kept gripping her stomach told the real truth. She was just a completely broken and unstable girl, ready to do God knows what from one second to the next.
Yet, despite all of that, Nash just stood still, looking at her with his calm and indifferent eyes. That complete lack of reaction finally drove Saya completely crazy. Her face twisted, her eyes went huge.
"What? Cat got your tongue? You’re not going to say anything, is that it?! You’re just going to watch me die?!" Saya raised her voice slightly, completely broken.
She took two steps forward, her dirty hands shaking so hard she could barely control them.
"You think you’re so above all of this now with your pretty little girls! But you were right, Nash! You were right about everything! Bravo, mister psychic, I became exactly what you said... the fucking public toilet of the Underground! That’s what I am! A urinal for the whole league!"
Sarra pressed herself a little closer against Nash, her eyes wide fixed on Saya. Lina crossed her arms, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. Victoria didn’t even blink, watching this psychological disaster with cold eyes.
"Those dogs destroyed me!" Saya screamed, no longer able to hold back her tears. "You want details?! You want to know how it went while you were building your little harem?! Whole nights in cheap motels on the edge of the city. Dozens of players at the same time using me like I was a fucking cum dump!! Not a single condom, never! I spent months stewing the cum of the whole Underground in all my holes!"
"Oh my God..." Sarra murmured.
Lina had to completely look away toward the ground, her stomach on the edge of her throat. She pressed herself a little more against Nash’s arm to find cleaner air. Saya’s tone kept rising higher and higher, getting close to pure hysteria.
"And Vargas! That fat pig! He fucked me every day, with no preparation at all, talking about ’favors’ and ’loyalty’ while he filled my stomach! All of that just so he could force me to do it with the idiots from the other teams too! Even the referees, Nash! Even those assholes dumped their shit inside me and the idiots of this shitty team still couldn’t take advantage of all the fake calls they gave in return! Because I’m always surrounded by incompetent idiots!!!"
Lina let out a muffled sound of disgust, unable to take another word. The revelation of this absolute downfall made the air in the parking lot almost unbreathable for the two girls.
Saya’s breathing became completely crazy, short and broken, like she couldn’t get enough air. In a desperate burst of rage, she shoved her trembling hand into her pocket and threw a small pink plastic stick at Nash’s feet. The pregnancy test bounced on the ground. Two clear pink lines.
"And the result.... Look at that!!! Look what those monsters did to me! I’m pregnant, Nash! I’m carrying a fucking parasite in my belly! And the worst part... the most disgusting part... is that I have no idea who the father is! Who?! Among the hundreds of guys who took me like an animal in this shitty world?! Who’s the idiot? Who do I have to blame, Nash!?? Why am I the one paying the price for everyone?? Why do I have to get the worst?! I wasn’t alone, damn it!!! Why??? WHY????"
She collapsed against the concrete pillar, her voice dropping suddenly into a choked sob filled with pure hate.
"Why? Tell me... I don’t understand anything anymore... it’s too much... it’s too much... there’s nothing good left in my life... there’s nothing left.... I can’t count on anyone... that idiot Roam... that poor useless bastard. A pathetic coward, damn it! Is he the one who’s going to take responsibility?? An idiot like that?? After every loss he came to cry on my body to feel better. He fucked me just to dump his frustration as a failure, and guess what? He always finished in less than a minute lol! That idiot who was mocking your cock has zero endurance, lol! He couldn’t be the father, there’s so much of their damn cum mixed inside me that his three drops of shit could never get anyone pregnant... All my bonuses going into fucking morning-after pills... and for what? It didn’t work, damn it!"
She slowly slid down the pillar until she was on her knees on the hard parking lot ground, her head falling forward, her hair covering her face. Her hands covered her tear-streaked cheeks.
"I was so fucking stupid... I traded a stupid guy who loved me for the dogs of this world... Bad boy, bad boy.... there’s your Bad boys! At least the stupid guy would have taken care of me... he wouldn’t have dirtied me like this... damn... He wouldn’t have used me like a cum dump... fuck... I betrayed you, I humiliated you in front of everyone back then even though you were the only one who looked at me like a human being... And today I have nothing left. Not a single credit, no roof, no team. The Dust Dogs are dead. If you leave me here, Nash... if you leave me today... I’m going to die, Nash... I’m going to end up in a hole by tomorrow morning. Please... look at what I’ve become... please, do something... I don’t want this... Please..."
Nash still didn’t move.
He looked down at Saya, but there was no hate on his face, only disappointment. For a moment his mind went back to the old days, when he used to run after her smallest whims, when he would do almost anything just to keep her happy. He had been such a good idiot back then.
He finally spoke.
"If the Dust Dogs were successful today... if your little schemes worked... would you be on your knees in front of me right now?"
Saya’s entire body trembled violently. The question was a bullet that shattered what remained of her hope. Her mouth opened, but no real words came out at first.
"No... No... Please..." she whispered. "Please..."
Her hands lost their strength and fell flat against the floor. Her head dropped completely, her eyes glued to Nash’s expensive shoes.
For a long moment, the only sound in the parking lot was her ragged, uneven breathing. It was like she had asthma, like she was on the verge of a panic attack. Then, desperate and losing her mind, she began to crawl forward across the dirty floor, dragging herself toward Nash’s feet like a dying animal looking for warmth.
Nash flinched and took a half-step back.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he shouted.
The whole parking lot froze. Sarra and Lina stopped breathing. Victoria’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Saya stayed on all fours, her head hanging so low her hair swept the dirt, her body shaking from head to toe, trembling.
Nash’s fists clenched at his sides. He stared at her with something between anger and disbelief.
"Did they fuck your brain out too? Do you have even one piece of dignity left?"
The words came out harder than he expected. Then he flinched again.
He looked at the broken girl in front of him, her small, trembling back, and a dark thought hit him.
This wasn’t just karma. This wasn’t some special, isolated case of a bad girl getting what she deserved.
This was just the Underground.
This was the normal life of a thousand other women. This was what happened when you had nothing left to sell except your body. This was what Zayela would have become if he had never received the System. This was what Aiko, Rei, and the others would have faced eventually if he hadn’t crossed their path. This is what would have happened eventually to Amara, Lina, and certainly Sarra.
This is what awaited Victoria if he lose this war against Apex.
No one would give a chance to a woman without a price down there, and a price would always come with several consequences.
Was that a misogynistic world? In a way, yes, in another way, they would stay alive, unlike the men who wouldn’t have anything to offer to a perverted tyrant.
This wasn’t a woman-eating or a man-hater world.
This was just the Underground in its prime.
He shook his head slowly.
Did he even have the right to talk about dignity? Without the System he would have been lost too. He didn’t know anymore. But there was no ’"if" anymore. He had power now, he was the tyrant, and the destroyed girl shaking on the ground in front of him... this was exactly the kind of thing he wanted to change in the Underground.
Nash’s eyes narrowed. Needing to see the absolute truth of her mind and check if she was playing some twisted game, he focused his thoughts and activated his interface.
[SAYA VANCE – Bond Status]
Type: Broken Pride
Affection: 42% (Increasing out of desperation)
Lust: 15%
Trust: 35% (Terrified of being discarded)
Bond Sync: 1/5 – Survival Instinct Active
→ Preferences
Love Type: Ruthless Ownership
Erotic Weakness: Harsh Command + Complete Submission
Position Type: Locked ankles under heavy weight, face down or missionary with no escape
→ Trigger Events
Nash staying silent and indifferent while she breaks down → –8% Affection / –10% Trust
Nash looking at her with cold judgment or disgust → –6% Affection / –9% Trust
Nash turning away or preparing to leave without offering anything → –12% Affection / –15% Trust
Nash letting Victoria insult or threaten her without intervening → –7% Affection / –11% Trust
Nash treating her like she is already dead weight → –9% Affection / –13% Trust
Nash offering her a real roof + protection under clear conditions → +18% Affection / +22% Trust
Nash deciding to use her and keep her instead of abandoning her → +15% Affection / +20% Trust
→ Risk Factor
Saya is pregnant and biologically desperate.
Her pride is completely shattered. She is ready to sacrifice anyone and trade the last pieces of her dignity for immediate protection.
If Nash rejects her or simply does nothing, her Affection and Trust will collapse very fast and she may become unpredictable or self-destructive.
Nash read every line in silence.
Pregnant. Desperate. Ready to sell anyone. Terrified of being thrown away.
She was a ticking time bomb of pure desperation.
Saya saw that he was still not speaking. The last bit of hope in her eyes started to die. She realized pity would give her nothing. Her breathing grew faster. Sweat mixed with the dirt on her face. She forced herself to sit back up, still on her knees, wiped her face with a dirty sleeve, and looked at him with wide, nervous eyes.
A broken, shaky smile appeared on her lips.
"I’m... I’m doing this all wrong, aren’t I?" she said, her voice high and sounding a little weird as she laughed nervousl. "I’m stupid. I humiliated you back then, and right now, I know I have zero value as a woman. I’m completely dirty. Why would a man who has everything... nice cars, girls, power... why would you ever help me for free? Of course I have to pay. I have to offer you something you actually want!"
She swallowed hard, staring at him, the deep, dark circles under her eyes making her look hollow. She forced a wide smile that showed her teeth, a desperate grin that didn’t match the pure terror in her eyes at all.
"But... lucky me... I didn’t come completely empty-handed... Look... look! I have something... Something huuuge.... Something you and your rich bitch blondie are going to absolutely love."
Nash slowly frowned.
Saya’s smile stretched wider.
"I know who leaked your plan about recruiting the Baby-Boom."