Try to get away. [Bad End]

Before anything can happen, you spring to your feet the moment the cuffs are removed, bouncing around on your heel to swing a blind kick at anything behind you. You connect with the young man as he reels back from his position poised behind you, his erection plainly visible to see. He scrambles backwards, injured but not dead. You dance backwards to try and build space, right into the grasping arms of the older man. After that, it doesn't take long for them to get you back in restraints. The two of them carry you away from the crash site in silence.

Several days later, you find yourself restrained in a brothel, sold by the father & son who brought you in. You heard they got quite a lot of money for you. Your daily routine is to lie restrained on a bed, and be fucked by anybody willing to pay to fuck a combat cyborg. Your first customer was the son of the man who brought you in. He was extremely rough, paying no attention to your comfort or enjoyment before finishing inside you, but at least he was quick.

It doesn't take long for this treatment to leave you pregnant, swelling with a child who you'll never know the father of. However, despite the horrible treatment you undergo, and the months of captivity you suffer, you never give up or stop struggling. Violated again and again, you find yourself pregnant again almost as soon as your first pregnancy ends, the constant forceful injections into your womb knocking you up within days.

After over a year of treatment only somebody with your cybernetic enhancements could survive, you manage to escape while heavily pregnant. From that point, it's only a few months before you manage to escape the Dead Zone entirely. When you finally get home, you leave the mercenary business for good, and never, ever talk about what happened while you were missing.