AUTHOR'S NOTE
This is my first FanFic, I welcome any kind of reviews, but if you sent a flame, DO IT VIA PRIVITE MESSAGE! And to the other reviewers, please try to be consturctive. One last thing, I'd like to mention Fallout New Vegas's first DLC has finally been named, Dead Money, and is X-Box 360 exclusive. I have a PS3, so I can't write about it.
DISCLAIMER
I do not own Fallout New Vegas, Bethsenda does. However, any OCs in this story do belong to me.
PROLOGUE
War, war never changes. The New Califoria Republic quickly expanded from it's roots in Shady Sands, moving into the Mojave Region. They uncovered the Hoover Dam, and with the help of Mr. House, restored it to working condition. 95% of the power produced goes to the NCR's core regions, and the last 5% goes into the New Vegas Strip. To the east of The Dam, there is Caesar's Legion, a band of slaver tribes. They want The Dam, and aren't afraid to try and take it. The two armies clashed at The First Battle of Hoover Dam, with the Legion defeated. The story of the Couier Robert begins two years later, just north of a small town called Goodsprings.
"Here he is boss" With that, the Great Khan Jessup pushed Robert forward, shoving him to his knees in front of a man with a checkered suit.
"Maybe Khans are good for something after all," the man said.
"Watch your fucking mouth!" Another Khan nearby yelled.
"Watch your mouth or you won't see a damn cap!" The man replayed, causing the Khans to grunt.
"Untie me and I'll give you a reason to yell," Robert finally spoke.
"The mute speaks!" The Khan to the left said, then the Khans started to laugh.
"So your awake, huh? Good. I wouldn't want to kill you in your sleep, Khans may kill without looking someone in the eye, but I don't. Do you the what this is?" The man pulls out a small metal chip.
"My months pay?" Robert joked, causing the Khans to laugh harder.
"Insolent fool! This chip is the future of Vegas! You have no idea how important this is!"
"Save me the lecture, I intend to protect that with my life." Robert suddenly lunged at Jessup, causing him to fall. The Khans moved quickly, pulling Robert off and punching him in the gut until he fell back to his knees
"Good, I like it when they still have some fight in them," The man pulled out a small pistol, "From where you're sitting, this must look like a 12 karrot streak of bad luck, but the truth is, the game was rigged from the start." The last thing Robert remembered was seeing the flash from the man's gun.