Penance for Past Sins

by horkerborn95

Prince, the courier, is being sent to the Capital Wasteland on a job for Mr. House in order to let the Mojave settle after the war. It is there in the ruins of DC that his heart begins sink, and he finally remembers Hopeville. Can Anna, the Lone Wanderer, make him feel like a person and not a walking killer? First Fanfiction. F/LW,M/Courier Feedback and story suggestions are good

1. Chapter 1: Vacation Time

All eyes were on me as I walked into the Lucky 38. People were whispering to one another.

"There he is!"

"Oh my god it's him!"

"He's so hot!"

I didn't have time to greet my adoring fans. I had an invoice I had to return to Mr. House. We had just bought the Crimson Caravan after the NCR had left the Mojave. It was now Cassidy Caravans, and Cass was more than happy to know that now.

I pressed the penthouse button in the VIP elevator House had built for me after opened up the 38. That was so I didn't have to use the crowded main elevators. The elevator dinged open when it reached the penthouse. I said hello to Jane and Marylin and then sat down in my chair in House's office.

"Ahh, Prince there you are! The negotiation went well I assume?" said House.

Mr. House had shed his snobby rich-boy attitude to don a more cheerful nature after we won the dam.

"Without any trouble at all. But getting back here…."

"Another ambush? They don't know when to give up do they?"

"Nope. I'm getting tired of this crap."

"Might I suggest a vacation? At least until things cool down some more?"

"I'd have to get pretty far from here for it to really be effective."

"I have a good location in mind. How does a trip to Washington DC sound? I have a task if you're interested."

I leaned forward on my chair. "Alright, that sounds interesting."

"Excellent, but here is a history lesson first:

During the Chinese Invasion of Anchorage before the war, the US Army contracted several corporations to help with a secret project. This project was the development of a massive robot: Liberty Prime. Although I had no intrest in developing such a useless robot, I was practically forced into it by the US government.

When the project was ready for testing, it proved to be (as I knew it would) too power draining for the entire thing to function. So the project was scrapped.

My intrest in the machine is the weapon software that I designed for it. Your task is to recover the data so I can upload it into my new securitron models. Oh, that reminds me! I uploaded your teleportation data from Big Mountain into my satalites. You can now teleport to anywhere you wish as long you put in the coordinates. I have also uploaded some coordinates into it for DC. After that though, I'll leave the rest to you."

"Alright then, I'm off to pack."