Twenty-Two Years Later. 2033. Three Years after the Fall of Kronos Industries.
In the post-apocalyptic wasteland, an abandoned Wal-Mart store, a figure on a motorcycle is responding to a distress call.
???: We need help! This is Wal-Mart south of Nevada! We have many wounded here. Low on ammo, food and medicine. We need help! This is Wal-Mart south of Nevada! Can anyone hear us out there?
The figure, a woman, turns off the distress call, before grabbing her pistol and stepping into the Wal-Mart store. The woman then pulls out her pistol and flashlight, aiming it forward as she cautiously walks through the abandoned store, eventually finding an elderly woman carrying a child. The elderly woman turns her head to the woman.
Dolly: Please....please....my daughter...she's sick....please help her....
The woman places her pistol in her holster, before Dolly hands her daughter over to the woman, only for it to be revealed as a discarded doll. Suddenly, four more men, armored with weapons, surround and aim their weapons at the woman as Dolly equips a revolver. The woman drops the discarded doll, breaking its head off.
Dolly: Dumb whore....why'd you drop my little girl?
Ash: Get on your knees, bitch!
Ash forces the woman on her knees, before removing her scarf from around her head, revealing to be Cassandra.
Cassandra: Well, shit....
Dusty: oh...she's a purty one.
Cassandra, handcuffed, is slammed against the table, surrounded by the gang of Ravagers who mock her.
Dolly: "Please, help us! We're outgunned! Can anyone hear us out there? Please!" (laughs) Love it!
Dusty: Get's em, every time, sista! Every fuckin time!
Dusty slams the blade onto the table, before turning Cassandra over.
Dusty: Ohh....she was packin good....blades....pistols...doesn't look like no traveler...nah...she's livin somewhere...
Wang: If she's packin good, she must be livin somewhere....
Dusty: That's what I just said, you fuckin dumbass!
Dusty turns to Cassandra.
Dusty: Anyways! Where you be stayin at, honey dip? Huh? You tell us and you die quickly!
Ash: Hold up, Dusty! I don't-I don't want to see this one die quickly! She's too purty! Got titties the size of a boulder!
Dusty: I don't know, Ash....maybe I might reconsider....but back to the question.....no? Not a talker, huh?
Dusty attempts to feel Cassandra up, before she speaks.
Cassandra: You...uh...you might not want to do that.
Carlos: Ohh...this one talks.
Dusty: Oh...why not, sugar?
Cassandra: Because my boyfriend's around and he gets pretty pissed when pigs like you do that....
The Ravagers stare at each other, before Dusty laughs.
Dusty: He gets pissed, huh? Well, what if I did something like this!
Dusty suddenly slaps Cassandra across the face. Cassandra groans.
Dusty: How bout that, huh?! He get pissed at that?! What if he gets pissed at this?!
Dusty turns to the other Bandits.
Dusty: Relax, boys! This going to be fun!
Dusty backs up and begins to unbuckle his belt, intending on raping Cassandra, who suddenly kicks Dusty in the groin, causing him to kneel. Cassandra then kicks Dusty in the face, breaking his nose.
Dusty: Fuck! Fucking bitch! Broke my nose!
Ash puts a pistol to Cassandra's forehead.
Cassandra: You want to kill her, Dolly?
Dolly: No, no, no....this one's a fighter....and we know what to do with fighters.....take her to the pit!
Ash knocks out Cassandra with the blow to the back of the head. After some time, Cassandra awakens in a lower area with human remains as the Bandits are laughing and watching her. Cassandra groans as she awakens.
Cassandra: What the hell?
Ash: Looks like someone's waking up.
Dolly drops the keys to Cassandra's' handcuffs next to her.
Dolly: Hope you can run....but not too fast, don't want the show to end so quick!
Dusty: Hey, what about that other motherfucker down there?
Dolly: If we're lucky, we get two for one!
The Bandits laugh as Cassandra struggles to get her handcuff keys, only to be surprised by a Skinner on the other side of the cage she is leaning on.
Cassandra: Shit!
Dusty: Get the cage!
Ash walks over to a lever and pulls down, releasing the cages of two Skinners down in the pit. Cassandra is chased around by the Skinners as she manages to outsmart one of them, resulting in a Skinner being impaled through the mouth by a pole, shocking the Bandits.
Wang: What the fuck?
Cassandra manages to get her handcuffed hands to the front, before she strangles the other Skinner to death.
Carlos: What?! She can't do that! She's supposed to die, man!
Dolly: Ash! Let em loose now!
Ash releases the other Skinners in the pit as they chase Cassandra, who hides from the Skinners as she attempts to break free from her handcuffs, but is suddenly attacked by a Skinner. With her hands still handcuffed, Cassandra holds back the attack as it bites at her, before eventually, the Skinner is killed with an axe to the head. Cassandra throws the Skinner off to see a figure standing before her; a young African-American man with a beard.
???: How you doin?
Cassandra stands up, preparing to attack. The man raises his hand, attempting to calm her down.
???: Hey, hey, calm! Calm down, okay?!
Cassandra: You with those crazy fucks?!
???: Do I look like I'm with that band of psychos? Hey, look. I can free you from those cuffs.
Cassandra looks the man up and down.
Cassandra: How do I know you're telling the truth?
???: Well, it's either that or we both get eaten alive by these things.
Cassandra groans, before eventually relenting and placing he handcuffs on the table as the man readies the axe.
???: Ready?
Cassandra nods. The man swings the axe down, destroying the handcuffs and free Cassandra.
Cassandra: Thanks....
More Skinners appear as Cassandra walks over and grabs a shard, preparing to fight the Skinners with the man by her side.
???: You ready for this?
In a separate area, a noise alerts Ash, who investigates armed with a pistol. Ash checks the closet, which is at first, nothing, but he turns and is surprised by Walter.
Walter: How you doin?
Before Ash can shoot, Walter pulls a blade and severs Ash's hand, causing him to scream painfully. His screams are heard by Wang and Carlos.
Carlos: Ash?! Ash?!
Walter kneels to the bleeding out Ash.
Walter: Relax, baby. It's just a flesh wound.
Walter stabs Ash through the chin, before Wang and Carlos move in. Walter hides as Wang and Carlos locate Ashs' corpse. Walter then talks in his radio.
Walter. Yo, C. S. You're up.
Wang: Ash?
Carlos: Fuck! He's dead! Dolly! Ash is dead!
Dolly: What'd you say?!
Wang: We said Ash is-
Wang is suddenly shot by an arrow to the head shot by Shawn, who is armed with the crossbow.
Carlos: Holy shit!
Shawn: Yeah, I'd run if I were you.
Carlos flees, only to be grappled by the neck by Caleb, who is using his 12-gauge shotgun now with Beth carved in the wood, to strangle Carlos.
Caleb: Don't worry. This'll only hurt a lot.
Caleb snaps Carlos' neck, before Kyle walks up to him and nods.
Caleb: Three down. Two to go.
Kyle: That's what I like to hear.....Let's finish these assholes off.
Dusty: Wang! Carlos! Wang!
Dolly: Go get em!
Dusty: But I want to watch this bitch die!
Dolly: Go fucking get them now!
Dusty scoffs, before he stands up and walks towards the entrance.
Dusty: (quietly) Want to fuck a bitch and get my noise broken....want to watch a bitch die and get bossed around-
Dusty notices the dead bodies of Carlos, Wang and Ash.
Dusty: What the fuck?!
Cassandra and the man continue fighting off the Skinners, before Dusty runs back to Dolly.
Dusty: Dolly! They're dead!
Dolly: What?!
Dusty: The bitch had help! This is a-
Dusty is suddenly shot in the shoulder by Kyle, who is standing next to Shawn, Caleb and Walter, all with their weapons aimed at the two Bandits.
Kyle: Good evening.
Dolly arms herself with a revolver.
Dolly: Shit! What the hell you want?! Huh?!
Kyle: Well, it's simple what we want....what we want is our friend out of that pit.
Shawn: Here's what's going to happen seeing as how you're outgunned and outnumbered, you're going to let our friend out of that pit. You're going to give us your ammo, your weapons and your medicine.
Dusty: Our medicine?! We only have a little left, damn it!
Walter: Tough shit, asshole. It's what you get for putting her down there with those things.
Dolly: and if we surrender, then what? What do we get?!
Kyle: Your life.
Walter: Which is something hard to walk away with now these days. We're nice, lady. We're giving you a choice.
Dolly and Dusty give each other a look, before Dolly suddenly smiles.
Dolly: Buster!
Walter: Buster?! Buster's a dog from Toy Story. What? A dog from Toy Story going to show up and lick us to death?
Suddenly, a giant man dressed in Zeus Corps armor with a mini-gun steps into the room.
Caleb: Oh, shit.....
Walter: That's not a dog.....that's a big ass pitbull!
Shawn: This is why we need to start having plan B's.
Buster opens fire, forcing the four men to take cover, before a gunfight between the Midtown Manhattan survivors and the Bandits. During the gunfight, Cassandra is tackled by a Skinner, but in the struggle, the man grabs a nearby electric wire and stabs the Skinner in the head, electrocuting it to death. The gunfight continues before Shawn talks into his radio.
Shawn: Little brother! Anytime now!
James sneaks into the Wal-Mart store, before he deploys Mr. Jax as the robot scans the area, revealing a weak ceiling above Buster.
James: The ceiling? It's weak! See if you can bring it down on top of that big steroid teddy bear.
Mr. Jax beeps.
James: No, I don't know if he's on steroids! It's a joke! Just cut the damn support beams under the big fucker!
Mr. Jax cloaks as Buster tosses a grenade that knocks down Caleb and Walter.
Walter: Shit!
Caleb: Damn it! Walter, you good?!
Walter: You know me, brother! It's going to take a whole lot more to kill me!
Mr. Jax decloaks from behind the Bandits, using its blowtorch to sever the support beams from the ceiling above Buster. After a few moments, the ceiling above Buster collapses, trapping the Brute.
Kyle: Now!
The Midtown Manhattan Survivors advance onto the Bandits, before Walter and Shawn help Cassandra and the man out of the pit of Skinners. The Bandits are overpowered while Shawn executes Buster. Dolly is shot in the knee, before Dusty is blasted in the leg by Caleb. Dusty attempts to grab his pistol and shoot, but James presses down onto his arm.
Dusty: Who the hell are you, kid?!
James: I'm the pissed off boyfriend.
James aims his pistol at Dustys' head.
Dusty: Wait! Wait! I was just kiddin with the girl!
A frantic Dusty to Cassandra.
Dusty: Come on now, girl! I wasn't going to-Wait, you ain't gotta do this! You ain't-
James shoots Dusty in the head, before the Midtown Manhattan Survivors approach the wounded Dolly.
Dolly: please...we only took what we have because of these monsters....a few months back! These monsters just popped out of the ground and starting shooting up the place....took a few alive! Take what you want....just let me live....
Kyle: Why should we? You weren't going to let our friend live....
Walter: Lost my best friend to people like y'all...fuckin animals....watching people butchered for your entertainment....
Dolly: Please...please...don't shoot me...You'll never see me again....I swear! Please!
Cassandra: You're right we won't.
Cassandra pulls out her knife and slits Dolly's throat. The group then turns to Cassandra.
James: You okay, baby?
Cassandra: Yeah, I'm good.....
Shawn: Not to question your surviving skills....but how did you manage to make it down there?
Cassandra: I, uh.....had help.
The man approaches the group.
Walter: Hey, man....
James: Thanks for saving my woman down there.
???: Don't mention it.
Walter: Hey, we got a town...well, a city if you want to come back with us.
Caleb: Hold on....we don't even know this guy. Plus, Alexandria will want to ask him questions if we bring him back.
Shawn seethes at the man, with a raised eyebrow.
Shawn: Wait, who are you?
Caleb: Yeah, man, what's your name?
Kyle enters from the other room and his eyes widen.
???: Oh, my name is—
Kyle: Jake?
Kyle approaches Jake, who's expression is shocked.
Jake: Kyle?
Caleb: Wait, you know this guy?
Kyle: Of course I know him...he's my goddamned brother.
Jake chuckles, before Kyle walks up and hugs Jake.
Jake: How you been, little brother?
Kyle: Doing good....you look like shit....and smell like it.
Jake chuckles.
Jake: Smart-ass.
Kyle turns to the group.
Kyle: Let's clean up the place....then get the hell out of here....gunshots may have drawn something worse than these.