The Junker's Daughter

If there’s still good in the world after the end, you won't find it in the wasteland. That’s what Elise thinks as raiders boil out of the darkness, screaming, laughing, charging.
The guards raise quickly, iron hard veterans with guns ready. Against 2 to 1 odds, they probably would have won.
She watches the odds lengthen.
It’s not a good life, a Junker's daughter trading luck and guts and sheer bravado in the ruins for scrap, supplies, anything that they can trade at the settlements.
Not a good life.
But it’s hers.
She picks up a rifle and starts firing.