FALLOUT :
OLD YORK
By. Raeta1
CHAPTER 1
War, war never changes. As long as man perused the arts and cultural, someone has started a war over it. Be it over religion, government, supplies, or even just over a painting, war has showed it's bloody face. The most horrible war was the one that ended the world. China was the one who opened Pandora's Box to start the war, but every other country would've eventually done the same.
With war comes those who want nothing to do with it. A company known as Vault Tec had shadily extended it's hand to these refuges. These poor people soon were forced into being the lab rats inside of a vault labyrinth. Vault Tec was determined to figure out everything about mankind and what better way than to force others into the largest experiment ever.
However though, along the way, Vault Tec fell into a deep debt. Vault Tec convinced a company called Red White and Safety (RWS) to assist in building the remaining vaults. RWS quickly discovered that a certain vault had an extremely cruel experiment, a test to see how the residents would react to an armed rebellion. RWS rewired the plans for that vault without Vault Tec knowing. This vault, was spared all of Vault Tec's sinister ways… or was it?
Vault 130, a vault buried deep inside of New York City's sewer system. Before anything else could happen, the bombs fell. It is now 219 years into the future, and the Capital Wasteland now boasts fresh water for everyone and anyone. Here, in Vault 130 is were the newest hero was born, one of the most successful vaults ever, but only because the manholes to exit have been sealed off…
For 200 years an entire new culture has been formed in the sewers of New York. The residents of Vault 130 know the sewers as The Great Tunnels. The Vault Dwellers have tried to open the sewer hatches that are miles away from their beloved vault, but the hatches just won't move. There is a huge utility gate that is supposed to open up into the main sewer line which would lead to the subways and the unsealed hatches, but the residents just don't care much anymore.
One resident, though had a deep need to escape. Sick of life in the radiated decaying sewers, he longed for an exit. His name is Connor. A smart man with enough brawn to be an average person. Not much seems to sneak past him though, however he isn't too fast.
Connor
Age 19
ST 5
PE 8
EN 5
CH 6
IN 8
AG 3
LK 6
Connor woke up from another dreamless sleep. He was sick of only knowing the darkness of the Vault and the radiation of the sewers. He got up and headed to the mess hall. Along the way he saw that old flickering light that never stopped flickering even when the power was turned off. Even it's constantly changing flicker pattern now only bores Connor. The mess hall was full with all 100 current residents of the huge vault. The ordinary meal was being served, a Salisbury steak and a bottle of water. Not exactly what Connor would call a breakfast.
After the eventless breakfast Connor went to the church for the daily preaching. "These great underground tunnels have sheltered us from the end of the world!" the aged priest, Shawn said. "The earth was blasted to chunks only leaving these sacred tunnels. We owe our lives to these tunnels so we shall do our part to keep our savior in a stable state!" Father Shawn said, he then left the stage.
"Alright, with those wise words, let's get to work at keeping the tunnels alive! Now get to work!" The overseer said. Frankly though, Connor could care less about the stupid tunnel…
Another day in the radiated, dank sewers. Past the vault door the sewer water has been contaminated from the radiation that sank through the large utility gate. The vault dwellers say that one of the rebellious teens who wanted to leave waited by the gate so long he was eaten alive by the radiation. Connor was smart enough to know the radiation couldn't eat someone alive even with how much the utility gate pours out you would get sick and instincts would probably pull you away from the extreme radiation source.
Workers painted on the harsh iron and steel of the sewers. Steel was cut from their own vault home to reinforce the tunnels with new support beams. Connor felt that this was all in vain but the people of the vault wouldn't listen to his complaints. Connor wondered off through the tunnels over to the section the residents haven't worked on yet.
Through Connor's adventure he found a manhole. Something was odd about this manhole. The usual weld marks were absent, light just barley shined through the edges of the manhole, and the hand grips were still present. Connor reached up and grabbed the manhole and slowly lifted the heavy cover.
It was unbelievable! The outside was now in his vision. A torn wasteland as far as the eye could see. Black shriveled tress dotted the landscape. Halves of tanks laid on the shattered roads. Busses flipped mercilessly onto trees and into the cruel dried dirt.
In the distance was a massive city that is now only ruins. The largest buildings, though still had light shining from them. Connor was probably the most excited man on earth. There was an outside world! There was life! There was a chance!
Connor knew he had to tell the overseer about this or else no one else in the entire vault would ever find this manhole, and never know there is something out there. He started going down when a mutated mole of huge proportions snapped it's teeth at Connor. Connor whammed down the sewer cover on the mole's mutant head. The mole snapped and hissed at Connor and ripped away at the concrete.
It poked it's mutant foot through the gap of the man hole and scratched at Connor. He fell off the ladder and searched for a weapon while the mole jumped down the hole and did a mad sprint at Connor. Connor hastily equipped himself with a pool stick and whacked the mutant in the head. The mutant hissed in pain and lunged at Connor, getting a heavy grapple on Connor's left leg.
The mutant gnawed away at Connor's foot while he desperately smashed away at the mole's wrinkled head, blood spurting everywhere. The mutant continued to chew away, even with a constant beating. While anpother strike the aged pool stick snapped in half. The mutant slammed it's front leg onto Connor's head, pushing him onto the cruel sewer as the creature began it's feast. Connor crawled away and reached into a locker. The mole lunged at Connor to seal his fate as another meal, but a loud bang repelled the beast onto the floor. The combat shotgun's recoil made it loose in Connor's hand, but his high Perception along with his abnormal luck gifted him with a spot on head shot.
"What the hell is this thing?" Connor asked as he kicked the strange mole's head around. It was a naked rat the size of a large dog. It's teeth was beyond that of normal size. Whiskers extended from the end of it's snout. It was a mutant, a bloody mutant.
Connor began to question if telling the vault residents if it would be the right thing to do with all these dangerous creatures out there. Would it be worth it? Would the residents even leave? Would they survive?
Connor knew what he had to do. He sprinted back to the vault, dropping the shotgun to avoid a panic. The Great Tunnels had seemed to make no real progress when Connor made it back. "Connor, I'm concerned about your effort towards this tunnel!" The overseer yelled
"Shut up and listen!" Connor replied back.
"You dare speak to me like that?"
"Listen! There is an outside!"
"Did you find some jet, because you're talking crazy."
"No! I found an actual exit! I saw the outside world!"
"Yeah right!" The overseer replied
Connor walked away, his attempts at convincing the overseer shot down when a tunnel builder came back. "Sir, we found this weird ass rat thing!" The builder brought the head of the mole rat Connor killed. "Impossible! These mutants creatures only exist beyond the utility gate!" The overseer replied.
All the work stopped suddenly. The workers gathered around the overseer, seeking answers. "Look, 3 years ago we made contact with Vault 13 through an international relay station, meaning there is an outside world. I wasn't supposed to tell you to reassure our vault's perfect survival…"
"To late!" Connor yelled.
"Forgive me Connor, if you do I will prepare a proper evacuation of the vault!"
"Fine!"
The alarm rang minutes later. People packed up their belongings, some without such things having given it up to honor the tunnel. Everyone in the vault had just finally climbed out of the sewer, leaving the cruel old place behind. Only to face a crueler land, the wasteland.
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