Everyone in the Wasteland sees him as a saint, but he knows that it's all just an illusion. A mask that he puts on whenever he meets someone. Deep down, the Lone Wanderer isn't the hero that everyone thinks he is, and he knows it. There are things that he never should have done, and every waking moment he's haunted by it. Sleep isn't even a relief, as his memories haunt him in his nightmares.
He's tried everything, but he can't stop the endless torment. Vault 101 seems determined to haunt him for the rest of his life.
When he first left the Vault, Jayden Crae was on a quest to find his father. Things took a turn for the worse and his father was killed. From then on things began to spiral out of control. Jayden couldn't handle the stress and started roaming the Wasteland, abandoning everyone and everything.
People say that he was brave and heroic when he faced down the Raider camp and barely escaped death. Everyone thought that he was trying to do good, when in reality he was just being reckless. He stopped caring long ago what happened to him.
Then something changed. Nobody knows what caused Jayden's change of heart, but his butler, Wadsworth, says that a strange radio broadcast shook him out of his depression. When he left Megaton after recovering from the raiding the Raiders he had the look of a determined man. A man with purpose.
"This is an automated distress message from Vault-Tec Vault 101. Message begins:
It feels like you left home a long time ago, but I know you're still out there."
Jayden wakes up slowly, losing his grip on the bottle of vodka he was holding in his sleep. The bottle crashes to the floor and shatters. When he hears the shattering Jayden stirs. Is it morning already? With a groan he fumbles with his Pip-Boy, trying to turn off the radio alarm.
"I just hope you're still alive to hear this."
Frowning, Jayden wipes the sleep from his eyes and stares at his Pip-Boy. Although he's half asleep he could recognize that voice anywhere. Amata. By this time he's fully awake, listening intently to the radio broadcast.
"Things got worse after you left. My father's gone mad with power. If you can hear this, please stop looking for your dad and help stop mine."
The message ends, and the loop begins again. "This is an auto-" Warily, Jayden turns the Pip-Boy off. He lies on his bed, staring up at the ceiling of his house. Stop looking for your dad, she said. With some misplaced anger, he snorts.
"Oh dear, it looks like you've dropped your beverage sir!" Wadsworth exclaims. Jayden groans and covers his ears with his pillow. A hangover, an early morning, and an annoying robot is just too much for him. Add in a distress signal and you have a recipe for disaster.
While he lies there, Jayden considers the message. Of course, he'd like to just lie in bed and have Wadsworth bring him more drinks, but it's Amata. What would she have done in his place? Surely not what he was doing. She would have got out of bed right away and started off for Vault 101.
With a grimace, Jayden rises from bed and staggers upright, bumping into Wadsworth. "Terribly sorry sir!" the robot apologizes, twisting to face Jayden. Unfortunately, the glass shards and spilled vodka tumble from the butler's grip, and soon Jayden's covered in both.
It takes all of Jayden's self control not to whip out his trusty combat shotgun and end the butler. These days it's hard to maintain self control. After a few deep breaths, he's calm enough to speak. "Clean me up Wadsworth, I have a date with Vault 101."