Fallout 3: War Has Changed

Prologue:

War. War Never Changes. In the year 2277, a young man left the safety of Vault 101 and journeyed across the Capital Wasteland in search of his father. His name was Logan Sullivan, the Lone Wanderer. In the course of a year, Sullivan made a name for himself by preforming good deeds around the Waste. He became a beacon of hope to the people. A light shining in the darkness. After driving the Enclave from the Capital Waste and restarting Project Purity, the Lone Wanderer became a living legend and in the words of GNR's Three Dog, the Messiah of Capital Waste. It has been five years since the defeat of the Enclave and the Capital Wasteland has experienced a relatively short period of peace. But things are about to change.

Megaton. September 7. 2283

Logan worked diligently on the Excalibur as he listened to Galaxy News Radio. To think that it had been six years since Logan left Vault 101 armed only with a baseball bat, a 10mm pistol, some poorly maintained Security Armor, and a BB gun. Now he was probably the most armed individual in the Wasteland. So much so that Lucas Simms and the rest of Megaton helped him build his own personal armory, workshop, and frankly, storage for all the crap that he found in the Waste.

Logan wasn't the most intimidating looking person. He stood around six feet tall but he had always looked relatively thin most of his life. He also had the most stereotypical Irish look: pasty white skin with red hair. Even people who knew him, found it hard to believe that this man was the guy who basically took down the Enclave single handedly AND contributed to purification and distribution of clean, drinkable water. But over the course of a year, Logan learned how to survive in the Wastes, despite everything trying to kill him. But he spent most of his free time tinkering and experimenting with weapons.

He stopped working when he heard the metal door to the Lab open. He slowly grabbed the closest weapon he could find. Which happened to be a 10mm submachine gun. As he continued to listen in on the person who was dumb enough to try to kill him, he noticed that Dogmeat hadn't barked or anything. Fearing the worst, Logan then spun around and saw a familiar sight. A man slightly older than him with greasy hair wearing a black leather jacket.

Logan sighed and put the gun down, "You know Butch, one of these days I'm going to train Dogmeat to attack intruders on sight."

Butch shrugged and smirked, "You say that every time I visit. You're lucky I'm wearing combat armor."

"Yeah and you're lucky it was just a submachine gun I pulled out. Next time it could be a Fat-Man" Logan then turned around and continued his work. It was ironic that Butch DeLoria, the guy who basically made Logan's life a living hell growing up, had become one of his closest friends after he left the Vault. But outside of the Vault, Butch did pretty well for himself. He joined Rivet City security and helped protect caravans carrying supplies of Aqua Pura. Butch actually became a productive member of society, in a matter of speaking.

"So you got anything to drink? I had to walk all the way from Rivet City to see you." Butch mocked complained as Logan continued his work.

Logan let out a sigh, "There should be some Nuka-Cola in the fridge. You know I thought you'd be packed with water. Given that you work at a place that purifies water."

While Butch rummages through Logan's refrigerator, he shouts back, "Believe me I tried every avenue. I even used the 'I'm friends with the Lone Wanderer' card and it still didn't work. Besides, I try anything and the Lyon's Pride will have my ass." Butch then grabbed an Ice-Cold Nuka-Cola and sat down right next to Logan.

"So Einstein, this the big project you've been working on?"

"Yeah this is Excalibur. I'm taking the shishkebab schematics and some of the blueprints that I found for Jingwei's Shocksword, and trying to create a weapon not only do more damage than the two of them combined, but also keep me from lugging a backpack full of gasoline around everywhere."

Butch chuckled, "Yeah I'm surprised that no one thought to shoot the fuel tank. But how are you making it?"

"Butch, it would take too long to explain it to you. But let's just say once I get this completed, I would be able to kill a Deathclaw head on." Logan then paused his work for a few moments, "So what's the real reason that you're here Butch. I know it isn't to have a friendly chat."

Butch got up from his chair, "Elder Lyons came to me to ask you something important."

Logan was curious now, "It must be since the messenger is not only an outsider, but also the guy sleeping with his daughter." It was almost an open-secret that Sarah and Butch were, something. But the actual concept of them as a couple was confusing because Sarah was a battle-hardened member of the Brotherhood, and Butch was Butch.

Butch let out a sigh, "The Elder wants you to act as a mediator between a potential trading relationship between Megaton and a new settlement."

Logan gave Butch a funny look, "That's it. Butch I though you said it was important."

Butch then took a deep breath, "The settlement is Vault 101."

Logan's eyes widened. Vault 101 was opening. The last time he was down there was almost six years ago.

"Logan, Amata is going to be part of the negotiation party. In fact, I received the request directly from her."

Logan put his tools down and let out a sigh, "Will the negotiations be there or at Megaton?"

"Megaton. They said they want to get a feel for the Waste. Don't worry, I'm going to have some people escort them to Megaton. But will you be fine?"

Logan let out a chuckle, "Butch, I'm the Lone Fucking Wanderer. I fought Super Mutants and egotistical maniacs in Power Armor. I think I can handle dealing with a bunch of Vault Dwellers."

"Yeah but it's different. These are the people who basically tried to kill you, left you out to dry, and kicked you out after you saved their asses. Not to mention that we are talking about Amata. You know, the girl you've had a crush on since you were twelve."

Logan began to rub his temples in frustration, "Butch I swear to God, if you don't shut up, I will test Excalibur on you!" Butch got the hint and left the Lab. Logan was then alone for a little while. He didn't know what he was going to do or say to Amata when he'll see her again. He continued to work on Excalibur.

This is my first Fallout fanfiction made in honor of Fallout 4 coming out. Also please review and tell me what you want to see.