You push her away; you’re not fooled by this act.

“Nina, maybe your feminine wiles worked on Leon, but that shit ain’t gonna work on me, I know what the fuck you’re up to. You think I’m gonna let you distract me and let you grab my pistol while we’re fucking? Not fucking likely!”

Nina attempts to continue with her tactic and gets next to you again.

“No, I’m serious. I want your protection. I wouldn’t try to betray you…”
“Oh, okay. You’re serious eh? We’ll see.”

You pull Nina in the room and lock the door. You then take your pistol, unload it, and then put it on the far side of the room. Nina’s face looks little less “in the mood” now.

“Alright, let’s go then.” You say.
“Uh…”
“What’s the matter? Plan backfire? Too late for regrets now, now we can either do this voluntarily or INvoluntarily…and on the path I’ve been going lately I think you know that I’m fully capable of doing it. Pfft. I don’t need a gun for you. So, what’s it gonna be Nina?”

Nina looks around, probably looking for something to throw at you, but she realizes that it would probably be in vain. She’s obviously scared, but still tries to maintain some bravery in this hopeless situation that you’ve put her in.

“Alright…but don’t hurt me.”

Your increasingly chaotic personality changes again and you go up to Nina in a “loving” fashion.

“Aw baby, I won’t hurt you. Just know your place and I’ll take care of you, I promise.”

You fuck Nina eight ways from doomsday that night. You can’t speak for Nina, but you know YOU enjoyed yourself. The only absolute positive for Nina is that she IS now under your protection and nobody dares to do anything to her now.

A few months pass and you keep expecting her to try to do something to betray you, but nothing happens. Either she’s resigned herself to being “yours” or she’s content on taking her aggression out on others. Her time with you doesn’t make her any more compassionate to others, if anything she’s gotten worse. She doesn’t threaten people with exile anymore, now she just threatens them with you.

Meanwhile you begin to slowly descend into a sociopathic personality. The only thing that prevents you from shooting everyone is the fact that you’re getting off on their fear a lot more than if you killed them. You keep the computer room locked so only you may access it.

You and her are pretty much running the place now.

Five more years pass…

The shelter is a living nightmare to most people. They live in constant fear that you or Nina will do something to them. Nina has developed a twisted sort of love for you, and while you have a certain fondness for her, you don’t really give a shit about anything anymore, you barely even keep the computer working right anymore, now you just make sure your room is running properly. Nina is a permanent fixture at your place, so you don’t even need to look after her room even if you were inclined to do so.

While the people were living in fear of you, initially you were at least somewhat looking after their welfare, but now you aren’t even doing that. Now the fear turns into hatred and resentment. The cowering worms have evolved to grow spines. They begin devising a plan.

One day Nina gets into a cat fight with another woman, Greta. She beats her pretty badly, until her husband Fred steps in and begins beating the hell out of her. As is typical Nina runs off to tell you, at which point you come out of the computer room ready to shoot someone. Fred stands up to you, and says Nina was the one who started it and he was just protecting his wife as if his explanation means anything to you.

“Duly noted. And I understand your view, but as you must be able to see I have a view of things as well…that’s a nice kid you got there.”

You shoot Fred and Greta’s son right before their eyes. Greta screams and Fred lunges at you, causing you to shoot him as well, but not before he tackles you to the floor. Seeing this as the perfect opportunity, a few other bystanders take advantage of the situation, your sole means of power and intimidation is taken from you, as you are kicked and beaten repeatedly. Nina is treated the same way. Suddenly the beatings stop and as you attempt to get up you feel the barrel against your head. You spit a glob of blood before continuing.

“Ha ha, go ahead shit eater. Pop me and they’ll be nobody to run the computer the right way.”
“We’ll get by.” a voice says.

You then are shot twice in the back of the head. Nina’s fate follows soon after. Your remaining ammo is used to shoot both of your dead bloody bodies until it’s all gone.