FallOut: Aliens
The people of the wasteland….when they hear 'Aliens' they think: Little Green Men, with large heads who can manipulate things with their minds….but what the people of the wasteland don't know is that some Aliens…..some aliens aren't little green men. The wasteland is about to have a major BUG problem…..and not the rad-roach kind, these bugs are deadly. Attack anything and everything on sight. And come from beyond the stars.
It has been many years since the 'Vault Dweller' or 'Lone Wanderer' had stopped the Enclave, since the Enclave had all but been defeated and wiped from the face of the radiated world…but a few years ago the enclave had returned…stronger than ever
There have been attempts from all kinds of beings; whether it was Trader, slaver, Raider, and even super mutant, to travel from the Capital wasteland to the city of new Vegas, but the distance between the two have proven fatal to most who tried, and those that survived the journey usually perished in the Mojave's seemingly endless deserts.
The task of surviving the wasteland will now fall to the son of a mercenary who mysteriously vanished…..his son…his adventure begins in a small town, called 'Megaton'.
"And I'm telling YOU, this is completely suicide, sure the area is important to the brotherhood of steel. Sure they rely on that area to get shit from the next town over, but that area has Death claws all over the damn place"
A black man with a grey pony-tail in his early 20's says to the unwavering son of a Mercenary
"Doesn't matter, with the enclave all over the wasteland we're gonna need people like the brotherhood of steel to help fight them, besides, all they need is to know what happened to their convoy that went missing"
He replied, his white skin getting dirty from the dust and mud, his green eyes almost shimmering in the unforgiving sun-light, his short messy brown hair somewhat cleaned of dirt.
"Besides, I turned 19 today, don't you remember? I'd like to think of this as a way to test out my present, a little adventure, a chance to go see something and shoot at shit"
The mercenary's son said, holding out the new magnum he received as a present from one of the friendly owners in megaton.
Apart from target practice and a few Radroaches here and there he didn't really get to shoot at anything, this would be an awesome chance to go somewhere dangerous and undoubtedly shoot at something, but in the area he was going, quiet possibly the only thing he'd be shooting at would be deathclaw after deathclaw, still, it was interesting to do, and nothing gets the blood flowing like running for your life from a deathclaw
"Well…..shit….if you're REALLY going, I guess I'll go too"
His friend says in defeat, pulling out a small silenced pistol
"Dude….Mathew…not that I'm ungrateful that you want to tag along…..but what are you gonna do with that piece of weak shit?"
The Mercenaries son laughs at Mathew's choice of weaponry
"The same as you David: bugger all"
They both laugh
"Well…..i suppose we should get some supplies or some shit right?"
David suggests to Mathew who simply shrugs
"Okay….i guess…..you pack the food I'll pack the medicine?"
Mathew holsters his silenced pistol
"Yea okay, sounds good, I'll also bring some caps…..Ya know…..just in case"
"What the heck do you think we'll find there? A fucking Deathclaw souvenir shop?"
The two friends laugh as they head off to their homes to collect their items, unknown by Mathew however, David wants to travel their so he can try and find out what happened to his father. He vanished on his way to new Vegas
Meanwhile, somewhere else in the wasteland
"What do you think they expect us to find here apart from the fucking deathclaws?"
An Enclave soldier asks his partner, both carrying plasma Rifles
"Fucked if I know"
His partner replies. Looking around the area, not seeing anything interesting
The two patrol the area in silence, the surrounding landscape giving off a not very welcoming feeling, the random bits of debris here and there from any nearby buildings, abandoned furniture as well as countless items of old clothing that were no longer identifiable
"Hey…uh….hey rick"
"Hmm?"
"What uh…what do you think it was like when the bombs first went off? Do you think ANYONE from the surface survived from the old world?"
"I dunno, crazy shit defiantly….don't know if anyone from the old world is still breathing…..but we can't dwell on that…only thing I wonder is: what were we as a whole race thinking setting off those bombs, I mean, we knew it would kill all of us didn't we? I don't know pierce….."
The two remain silent for a moment before the silence is broken by rick
"Hey….pierce"
"Hmm?"
"What do you think goes on in the mind of a super mutant?"
"Second verse same as the first: fucked if I know"
The two quietly chuckle, before a can rolling by makes them both snap to attention and point their weapons in the direction of the can
"Fucking wind…..scared the crap out of me"
Rick breaths heavily in his helmet
"Eh, if it was a deathclaw we'd know about it, those fuckers are loud"
Peirce shrugs as he returns to patrolling
Unknown to the both of them, they are being followed by a pair of super mutants that are acting as scouts for a larger party, though these super mutants are different, they are more intelligent than their more violent brethren, they are carrying massive clubs like their less intelligent counterparts do, they only want to live peacefully, but they are forced to constantly be on the move due to things such as Raiders, the Enclave, The brotherhood of steel, and some other hostile inhabitants of the wasteland, though some leave them alone out of fear as no one would mess with a super mutant toe-to-toe, they still get ambushed here and there and are forced to fight their way out and then hide from whatever gets attracted by the noise, not wanting to kill anything else, they heard rumours about a town that was run for and by; Super mutants, like themselves, now they just needed more information on its where it was located.
"Why don't we just crush the tin-suited humans?"
One of the super mutants asks his partner
"Because I want to avoid any unnecessary casualties, both for us and them, they have done nothing wrong to us….and above all I DON'T want to attract any deathclaws"
He quietly replies
After the two enclave soldiers had left their line of sight the two relaxed somewhat but remained on their guard and quietly exit the old building they were hiding in, keeping a tight grip on their stealth-boys should the need arise to use them.
"We should hurry back to camp to let them know this path is somewhat clear"
One of the super mutants quietly whispers to his partner
"Understood"
Meanwhile back at megaton
"okay, I've got several bottles of clean water, my trusty magnum and some ammo for it, some food for the trip, a knife, binoculars, 100 caps and a I cleaned my old leather armour"
David says as he meets up with Mathew at the gates of Megaton
"Cool, I've got some food and water of my own, I've also got 100 caps so all together that's 200"
Mathew then places his backpack on the ground and pulls something out of the back of it and says
"I'll also be bringing this"
And pulls out a shotgun
"Ya know, just in case"
The two then head out of megaton, looking back at it as the giant metal doors slide shut with a near defining screech from the metal that they were made of
"Well…..let's get this show on the road"
David says to Mathew who acknowledges with a silent nod
The two set off in the direction a brotherhood scribe had informed them to take if they wished to help, the task seemed easy enough, they believed the convoy had fallen prey to deathclaws, go in, find the bodies, get the Holo-tags and return them to the Citadel, there would be a reward of course.
After only half an hour of walking they hear a strange clicking sound and turn around in time to see a giant Rad-scorpion coming towards them, accompanied by several smaller rad-scorpions
"Well fuck"
David mutters as he quickly draws his magnum and begins firing at the massive rad-scorpion to draw its attention while his friend Mathew pulls out his shogun to take out the smaller ones.