The rain fell on the cracked earth for the first time in decades. It was a promise of good fortune for our expansion. Each one of us who survived practically hugged each other because they were so overjoyed, but that would physically be impossible for they would rather kill themselves. Such a glorious day for my tribe.
The battle at Hoover dam had went on for two days straight without as little as a five minute break before the next wave of warriors clashed with those who remained from the last batch. The two armies were now exhausted and the bear withdrew with it's tail between it's legs. A second loss at the dam to the legion was unforgivable, but the new president sugar coated it by saying that their numbers didn't diminish much. It was obvious to everyone from Shady Sands to Denver that this was a lie. The NCR had pulled almost every soldier or ranger out of the republic and sent them to the dam. Soon it was whispered that this was going to lead the NCR to eventually fade away. They would slowly become like the brotherhood and possibly never gain much strength again.
In the legion, the men were feasting. Arcadia, was made one of Caesar's advisers. Her service at the dam had given the legion an easy win. For the first time, a woman was being recognized for her leadership in the legion. This was only a special thing though. Showing no intention of lessening their brutality on the opposite sex, Caesar simply told anyone who questioned it,
"My decisions are based on the guidance of Mars."
In the month after the battle at the dam, many changes occurred in the legion. The camp at fortification hill was a drastic contrast to the pre-battle sight. There were a few slaves here and there, less than a dozen legionary tents, Caesar's tent, and the weather station. Most of the legionaries had been sent out to round up NCR troops, gather slaves for the army, or other different missions. To the courier, this was nothing short of arid.
During that month, much to the shock of Caesar and his advisers, Arcadia became the uxor of the leader of the Frumentarii. Secretly, they had been courting since she had started gaining the favor of Caesar. It only made natural sense to him, once he'd heard about the arrangement. A young woman who actually enjoyed murdering wastelanders and NCR soldiers by dismembering them with a kitchen knife and a leader of a class that specialized in terror campaigns made a good combination.
Arcadia also had been given some "more fitting" clothes to replace her worn out and bloodstained leather armor and duster. She had been given a white stolla (with golden trim at the bottom) and a red palla. These made her look like a roman princess, contrasting with her personality like black and white.
The courier was no princess. She was no where close to ever being one. Something had changed her that day, October 11, when she was ambushed, shot and left for dead in a shallow grave. Arcadia had once been a lovely young lady, wandering the South West Commonwealth and the western four states commonwealth as a courier. Although she physically recovered from being shot in the head, she never regained her original personality. After healing up, she left the town of Goodsprings, California to the mercy of the Power Gangers. Soon, other little town followed in demise. At Nipton she shot the two survivors of the lottery. She murdered everyone at Ranger station Charlie, Camp Searchlight, the Repconn testing facility and Boulder City, only leaving the town of Novac safe. She liked the town of Novac for two reasons; the first being the giant lizard outside seemed very cute to her and other being that she became infatuated with a former NCR soldier who lived there.
Now that the legion had won the fight for vegas, what's to become of the courier?
a/n: Sort of an introduction. This is my first fallout ff, so please don't be hard on me!
The idea for this was more or less to differ from other New Vegas ff and one of my main things was having a different Courier. I get tired of reading about the same stupid-bubbly headed courier, so I decided to make a kind of opposite one. I'm also planning on starting a parallel ff, one that starts from the beginnings in Goodsprings and will most likely be a pairing between the courier and boone.
