Prologue: Same Ol', Same Ol'...

"The year is 2281... 204 years after bombs fell from the sky... and nuclear fire ran from the once sunny skies of the good ol' USA."

"This is New Vegas... a still intact city, surrounded by desert. Even though war caused the fallout that followed the nuclear holocaust, there's still war and fighting going on today."

"And, war... war never..."

"What the hell did you do back there? Pass out? I said throw a god damn grenade!" Jack yelled, crouching behind the rusty remains of a car, while firing at the soldiers of the Caesar's Legion.

The Courier woke up far behind the car, on the ground, near an ammo box filled with grenades. He flipped over and opened the grenade box, and reached in for a grenade. He pulled out a plasma grenade from the box.

He quickly got up and ran towards where Jack was while dodging gunfire. "Damn! Took you long enough! Well? Throw the damn thing already!" Jack screamed, still firing. The Courier activated the plasma grenade and launched it towards the soldiers of the Caesar's Legion soldiers.

"FUCK! Grenade!" One of the Caesar's Legion screamed. The grenade went off and killed the panicking soldiers of the Caesar's Legion.

"More of them are coming from behind! Get on the other side of the car!" Jack yelled, pulling out his infamous "Little Boy" which was a fat man, otherwise known as a mini nuke launcher. Boone was far back from them, sniping Legionaries.

The Courier took Jack's advice and quickly got on the other side of the rusted car. The large group of the Caesar's Legion's soldiers stopped running towards Jack and the Courier when they had realized that Jack was holding a fat man. They tried to turn around and run but Jack had fired the fat man already.

The soldiers screamed as a mini nuke soared through the air directly towards them. The mini nuke landed directly in the middle of them and caused a huge explosion taking out the Caesar's Legion.

"Heh... blew them all to hell, huh kid?" Jack laughed, putting his fat man back on his back.

"..." The Courier said nothing.

"You don't seem to make a lot of noise kid... sometimes that can be a bad thing, sometimes can be a good thing." Jack said, suddenly pulling his loaded 9mm pistol out of his pocket and firing backwards over his shoulder.

The Courier saw a Caesar's Legion soldier behind Jack missing half of his face because of the gunshot from the 9mm pistol. The soldier fell to the ground dead before he had even hit the hot sand of the desert. "Let's go, kid. You too back there..." Jack said, looking back at Boone.

Boone said nothing, he simply just walked towards them, still holding his scoped hunting rifle. The Courier couldn't let help his mind drift back to how all this happened.

"War DOES change. The reason for it... it doesn't."

End of Prologue: Same Ol' Same Ol'

The start of a NV fanfic. Yes, this early, and the game just came out today.

Adios mi amigos... see ya next time.

Edit: Now that I've actually played the game... I see now that Boone was, WAY out of character. So I edited it a little. This is just the prologue, not the actual beginning...

~TGG333