You tell him to go fuck himself. [Bad End]

"Go. Fuck. Yourself."

Your voice is dripping with anger and rage. The older man in your face tilts his head to the side slightly, before saying "Got no time for ungrateful cunts."

He unceremoniously sweeps you off the ground, over his shoulder. You wriggle and struggle in his grasp, but there's no feasible way to break out of here. The young man looks dejected, but he quickly gets over it once he realises what this means. The two of them carry you away from the crash site.

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 not a good lover, 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.