Six Frumentarii sat in a conference room in the Tops. They all wore suits and had several hidden weapons on them. At the head of the table was Vulpes Inculta. Vulpes opened a secret compartment in his jacket pocket, and pulled out a Memory Card

"Ave. Gentlemen, we have one option to capture New Vegas. The Legate's brute force tactics failed easily, and now we have Mr House and his goon in charge of Vegas. I have a plan though. We kill the Courier while he's drunk in the restaurant. We kill Mr House with a few men sneaking into the Lucky 38, and replace him with this."

Vulpes tapped the Memory Card.

"It's called a "Yes Man". It's an AI designed to take over New Vegas. It was designed in this very building, The Tops. We have a few men already here to take down the Courier. We'll go to the Camp and find a few men to help us capture the Lucky 38, and Mr House's army will become ours."

"The Courier has survived more than enough assassination attempts. How's this different?"

"The Horns of the Bull has been smuggled in."

The Frumentarii started talking.

"The Horns of the Bull was in Ground Zero. He was killed by the Nuclear Missiles sent from the Divide. He's dead."

"Missiles couldn't take him down. He can endure anything. He's unstoppable."

"Send him then. The Courier won't survive a single punch from the Horns of the Bull."

"Gentlemen, New Vegas will be ours. True to Caesar."

"True to Caesar." They repeated.

The Courier walked into the Strip. He wore his duster, the Old World Flag emblazoned on its back. He wore a cowboy hat and glasses to block out the sun. The Courier began walking down the Strip, and went through the doors of the Tops. He was met by a Greeter who asked for his weapons, before backing off after recognizing the famed Courier. The Courier headed straight to the bar for a drink. He sat down at the bar, and ordered drink. The Bartender gave him a glass and poured in a special drink Roentburg Rum.

"It's on the house."

"Thanks." The Courier replied.

Two men sat down on either side of him, both ordering wine. The Courier noticed neither of them started drinking. The Courier made sure his magnum, a gift from a wandering musician, was ready to be drawn, but didn't do anything. The doors to the Casino floor swung open, and a large beast of a man walked in. He stood at a massive height, and has arms the thickness of logs, made of pure muscle. He turned and looked at the Courier, revealing a brutal face with a broken nose and a large scar going across his face. He had shaven hair, and was wearing a suit several sizes too small, and grinned at the Courier, revealing several broken teeth. He started walking towards him with huge, lumbering foot-steps. The Courier tried to draw his gun, but the men next to him grabbed his arms and stopped him, grabbing his gun from his hands. The Large Man grabbed him and threw him against the ground. People started to scream, and the Courier rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the man's foot stomping down to crush him. He grabbed the Courier by the collar and picked him up, holding him face to face. The two smaller men drew .22 hidden pistols and put chairs up against the doors just in time to stop a Securitron entering. The Large man swung his fist, and the Courier narrowly ducked, before punching the man in the gut. The Large man chuckled, and brought up his knees, smashing the Courier's face.

"I am the Legion's vengeance, I am the Fist of Caesar, and I am the Horns of the Bull!" The Man roared, swinging his fists at the people to the sides of him.

The Courier ducked to avoid another swing, and drew his switchblade hidden in a secret pocket. The Horns of the Bull laughed, and ran at him. The Courier rolled to the side and slashed at the Horns of the Bull side, and blood sprayed him in the face. The Horns of the Bull smashed into the wall and turned around, running towards the Courier. The Courier darted to the side and avoided the gunfire of one of the two gunmen. He ran straight into one of the gunmen and stabbed forward, stabbing the Legionnaire through the heart and using him as a shield to block the other few bullets from the second gunman. The Horns of the Bull sprinted at him, faster than ever. The Courier grabbed the gun from the dead shooter and fire two shots through the other gunman's head, killing him. He turned to shoot the Horns of the Bull, but the Horns of the Bull barrelled into him and smashed him into the wall. The Courier coughed blood into the Horns of the Bull face, and the Horns of the Bull grinned. The Courier raised the .22 pistol and fired his remaining shots into the Horns of the Bull stomach. The Horns of the Bull laughed, and punched the Courier in the stomach. The Courier jumped towards the doors to the casino, and the Horns of the Bull sprinted after him. The Courier jumped between the Horns of the Bull legs and the Horns of the Bull smashed through the doors and into the Casino, where a Securitron was waiting. The Horns of the Bull roared at it, but the Securitron fired a blast of bullets and lasers into him. The Horns of the Bull roared, but blood burst from his body and he collapsed. The Courier coughed blood, and grabbed his gun from the floor, walking over to Horns, who was covered in blood on his casino floor. The Courier aimed his gun at the Horns of the Bull's head and fired. His head burst into a bright red puddle.

"Attempted murder is a capital offence." The Securitron said. "Are you alright, Mr INSERT NAME OF CITIZEN?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I have to find who ordered this hit."