A dark and brooding land hungrily awaits the next generation...
Survival in America's nuke-blasted frontier is both a curse and a salvation for Ryan Cawdor and his warrior companions. Though the basic needs of existence must be fought for and won with blood—each day alive means another chance to seek refuge and a better way of life in a hostile and brutal world, where hope still fires the human heart.
In the relatively untouched area of what was once Niagara Falls, Ryan and his fellow wayfarers find the pastoral farmland under the despotic control of a twisted baron and his slave-breeding farm. Ryan, Mildred and Krysty are captured by the baron's sec men and pawned into the cruel frenzy of their leader's grotesque desires. JB, Jak and Doc enlist the aid of outlanders to organize a counter strike—but rescue may come too late for them all.
In the Deathlands, you are sentenced to your destiny from the moment of birth...
"Survival of the fittest," Mildred stated
"What do you mean?" Ryan asked.
"There's something called the principle of natural selection that says the strongest survive, and that a species continues to evolve through natural and sexual selection. The baron's contest will ensure that the strongest male survives to breed with the strongest female."
Ryan nodded, then got up from the table to sign up for the contest, Brody stood, as well.
"Where are you going?" the one-eyed man asked.
Brody put a hand on Ryan's shoulder. "There'll be at least a dozen men in the ring, all wanting to chill you. If you're going to make a break out of here, you're going to have to be alive to do it. You'll need someone to watch your back, and that's going to be me."
"Thanks, Brody. You're a good man."
"You're a good man, too, Ryan. Let's just hope for the sake of your woman that you're also the best."