Another story of mine that i've been writing. Fallout 3, the Capital Wasteland, and all the characters (aside from my own) are property of Bethesda Softworks. The story mostly rvolves around my original lone wanderer character. I like the concept of the Mysterious Stranger in the world of Fallout, so i decided to try and make up my own story where he plays a big part. Well, hope you all enjoy. R&R please.
Chapter 1: Humble Beginnings
It had been about two weeks since I first stepped out of Vault 101 in to the Capital Wasteland. My first impressions of the wasteland were both good and bad. All I had on me was the Vault suit on my back, a 10 mm Pistol holstered in my belt, and a pathetic amount of ammo for said gun. I had managed to scrounge up some Stimpaks and a few other medical supplies in the ensuing chaos as I attempted to make my way out of the Vault. Really, though, I didn't have much to defend myself with.
Speaking of which, I really didn't have any idea exactly what I was going to have to defend myself from. While I was in the Vault no one really mentioned the outside world, they just said that it was a bad place where nothing but bad things happen. I suppose that's only partly true…I've had plenty of bad things happen to me, granted, but I have had a few strands of luck while I've been out looking for my father.
Over the past couple of weeks I have managed to make some friends out here, and I've upgraded my arsenal a bit as to better defend myself with. The first hospitable person I happened upon lived in a house that actually wasn't too far away from the entrance of the Vault. In a place called Springvale, as my Pip Boy pointed out with its ever updating map system. Her name was Silver. She had shoulder length platinum blonde hair, blue eyes, and a nice figure. She was just a lone woman trying to make it on her own out in the harsh of the wastes. Apparently she was hiding from some guy named Moriarty; a no good sleazebag who ran a saloon in Megaton. She admitted that she used to be a prostitute who worked in his employ, but she got sick of it and ran off.
"He accused me of stealing some of his share as well; can you believe the nerve of that dickless bastard?" she part asked, part yelled at me. "I'm sorry sugar," her attitude had suddenly changed from angry, to a bit seductive, "I'm just so scared of him finding me…you'll protect me won't you? You look like the type of guy that would look after his girl…" she pressed her body against mine and wrapped her arms around my waist.
"Promise to help me, and I'll make it worth your while." She said in a low, seductive voice. Now, I'm not known as being someone who turns down sexual favors in return for complete cooperation, so I gladly accepted her offer.
I stayed with her for about two days, during which time we must have gone at it at least a dozen times. Once I was certain that there was no immediate threat to her, however, I figured it was high time I returned to finding my father. She didn't seem all that sad to let me go, but she gave me a souvenir Nuka-Cola napkin with her lipstick pressed against it as a reminder of our time we spent together.
I came upon the settlement of Megaton later that day. Almost as soon as I had entered, a rather eccentric looking man approached me. He revealed himself to be "Mr. Burke". He wanted me to rig the bomb in the middle of town to explode, simply because his employer didn't like the view that Megaton offered. What a crock of shit. I made sure to alert Sherriff Simms of this lunatic's plans, and offered whatever help I could. I figured I was skilled enough with explosives (that's one thing that dad didn't know about in the Vault) that I could tinker around with the bomb and see if I could de-activate it.
Burke didn't like that, not one bit. One of the times when I was tinkering with the nuke, Burke showed up with some hired goons to try and frighten me off. Sherriff Simms and some local gun named Jericho stood by my side as I attempted to defuse the bomb. There was a pretty big shootout as I sat there and toyed with the many wires. Simms got Burke right in the chest, but not before Burke got him in the shoulder. Simms will be alright though, and I'm still not sure whether Burke was done in or not. That Jericho fella was something else though, I don't think I've ever heard so many f-bombs in my entire life. And the crazed look he had in his eye as he mowed down Burke's goons…hell, I just about pissed myself.
When the whole thing was over and the smoke and dust had cleared, no one could find Burke, only the bodies of his goons could be seen. I was successful in my attempt to defuse the bomb, and Simms offered me residence in Megaton, which I took gladly. I even got a nice discount from all of the stores there, and even a few "favors" from that lovely Moira Browne down at Craterside Supply, but that's a story for another day. I felt pretty proud of myself for my accomplishments, but soon found myself feeling rather down again when I remembered the real reason why I had left the Vault in the first place…finding my father.
So it wasn't long after that I set out on my quest once more, with the help and aid of everyone in Megaton. I tried to see if Jericho wanted to come with me. I admit, even though he scares me shitless, he's one hell of a marksman. I offered up a good sum of caps, but he just told me to, "Fuck off and come back when I wasn't acting like such a goody-goody." I took his rejection as best I could, then ventured back out in to the wastes.
So that's pretty much what's happened to lead up to where I am now. The only info I have about where I can find my father is from a terminal I hacked whilst residing in Megaton. Ironically, it belonged to the same guy who Silver had been so afraid of; Moriarty. He had kept logs of all his customers, and I just so happened to find my dad's name on the list. I quickly scrolled through the info that Moriarty had jotted down about him and downloaded it in to my Pip Boy. He wrote that my dad had mentioned something about Galaxy News Radio and also wrote that my dad wanted to talk to the man in charge there. So I geared up and took off.
Right now it's 6:38 in the evening, and I'm taking a rest near a collapsed bridge to keep out of sight. I've heard rumors about Raiders out in these parts, but I've yet to meet any. Hopefully my aim proves better than theirs, but we'll see. I took one last sip of a Nuka-Cola I had found, then packed up and headed out. I checked the map on my Pip Boy to see how much farther I had until I reached GNR.