This is the first of many short stories I'll be writing about, so there'll be more. Sorry for my delay, this holiday season was unusual.
The blaze of the sun beat down on his fiery black and red armor, absorbing the intense rays, adding to the man's discomfort. To add upon that, he was in an intense gun fight with some Enclave soldiers. Normally the man wouldn't have engaged, but he had caught sight of a, by the looks of it, Brotherhood Knight under intense fire.
Honestly... I love this. I'm pretty glad Dad left the Vault. Ducking back behind the rock he was using for shelter, he dropped his hunting rifle. The Knight in question was laying on the ground, hand over her wounds in her gut.
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Grabbing out a Stimpack, he used it on her, trying to slow the bleeding, before sliding his Gauss rifle from his back and peeking back over the rock. Three more. Just three more. And there'll be a ton of power armor to loot afterward.
He had no delusion that he couldn't handle these guys, but you could never know out here, in the Wasteland. Firing off one shot, he saw with satisfaction one of the soldier's head blow off. Firing another shot, he killed the second one.
Crouching back behind the rock, he reloaded his rifle. The Knight looked better, color coming back to her face. Her crimson hair was blown all about, spread around her head like a halo. He had removed the damaged helmet when he had managed to haul her behind this rock.
She groaned, trying to move, but he shook his head, pressing her chest gently to keep her on the ground. "Not yet Knight. Wait." He poked his head up, aiming for the last soldier, and was surprised when he couldn't see him. Either... Ran off or... He grit his teeth. A Stealth Boy!
Looking back down at the Knight, he lowered his gun. "Listen Kni-" The Knight cut him off. "It's Lara. Lara Kitar." He sighed, shaking his head. "This is not the time or the place. Now, let's get you out of- AH!"
He leaned back, clutching his shoulder. His suspicions were right, the soldier had used a Stealth Boy, and he was too busy listening to this inept Knight to take action. And, as any normal soldier should do, he used the situation to get a... Not well placed shot, it went through his shoulder, definitely smashing his shoulder blade, probably piercing tendons.
Still, at least it didn't go through his head. While he writhed on the ground, reaching for his Gauss rifle. Then, an armored boot slammed down on his hand. Just his luck, the soldier decided to stick around and brag before he probably blew out his brains.
The Enclave officer laughed. "Well well. When we found this Brotherhood troop, we thought we hit pay dirt. Clear them out, get some free tech." He reached out and wrenched the man's Outcast helmet off. Then, he laughed as the bright blue eyes came into view. "And look who we have here! Luke Drastin. The son of the man who nearly cost us Project Purity." He growled, grinding his foot harder on Luke's arm. "And the man who cost us the Project entirely. How my superiors will love this."
Luke grit his teeth, trying in vain to reach for his Plasma Pistol with his bad arm. "I did it because you bastards were going to poison the purifier." The officer just laughed. "And you will die for that." He calmly pulled out a 10 mm pistol, and knelt down, pressing the barrel of the gun to his face. "First you, then your unconscious friend, and then no one else can stand against us." He sounds like Autumn on his monologue.
It's hard to remain calm while there's a gun jammed to one's forehead, but Luke made the best he could. Unconscious? But she was... Two shots fired, not one of a 10 mm, but one of a Plasma Pistol. Lara had apparently played dead, in actuality she had grabbed Luke's gun. The Enclave officer's head instantly melted into green goo, falling to the ground with a disgusting splat.
Getting up, he kicked the man's corpse aside, swearing under his breath. Once he had cursed to his liking, he went over to Lara. Crouching, he took the pistol away from her. "Nice shot. But why did you save me? I mean, I'm not ungrateful," he chuckled. "But usually Brotherhood don't save Outcasts."
She seemed to seriously consider this question, before shaking her head. "I'll answer your question with one. Why did you go out of your way to save my sorry hide? Like you said, Outcasts usually don't save Brotherhood." Luke's smile faltered a little. "I... I've helped the Brotherhood before. Like that piece of filth said, James is my father. I've always hated the Enclave anyways, I'm sick of their bullying tactics." He sighed, rubbing his forehead with his armored hand. "I'm messing this up. Basically... I didn't want to see any more good guys die. Like Three Dog says, fight the good fight." His smile returned to him at the thought of the DJ.
Lara seemed to nod. "Then there's my answer. Now could you please get this crap off and wrap my wound up?" Luke flat out laughed. "Your highness commands it." He carefully pressed the buttons to make the armor pop off. She was wearing standard Brotherhood fatigues. She was quite beautiful to be brutally honest, marred only by the bullet wound in her gut.
He shook his head, this wasn't the time to be thinking about that garbage. He was still waiting for Amata to hurry and fix the Vault, he was wanting to spend some time with her. He had honestly had a crush on her for the longest of times, in fact the day he was abruptly awoken to a new life by Amata, he was going to ask her out.
Still, he couldn't help thinking about how this Knight looked. Then he mentally slapped himself. Focus on the problem. Wound in gut. Stimpack. Bandages. He quickly and effectively wrapped up her wAuthoround, and gave her some purified water, compliments of Project Purity, to drink while he cleaned the wound.
Once he finished, he wiped his bloody hands on his power armor, and chuckled. Lara frowned, giving him a strange look. "What is it?" Luke shook his head. "Wel, I can't just leave you here. How about I bring you to the Citadel?"
Author's Notes
So yeah, the first short story from a series. And no, there will most likely not be a continuation of this specific story.
Every chapter is going to be another story, just to let you guys know.
I'm finalizing the next chapter for The End of One Thing story, so don't worry guys.
I'm going to be posting a ton of stories after this, so my muse will be strained, so don't panic if I don't update my stories often.
