Braid of Blood

by urieltheflameofgod1

It's the year 2287, just off the coast of Maine, on the Island of Mount Desert. Sits a submarine, a Nuclear One, with a Fanatic Cult taken residence there. The Children of Atom they call themselves, but among their ranks is someone unexpected. A great khan, having made his way from the Mojave to find a purpose in this irradiated shithole of a county.

1. Prologue

The beating sun of the Mojave is like a blister upon Chances burnt skin. He was bleeding out against a rock, his skin hanging off like a ghouls. He was, in other words, suicidal. He took this job in hopes it would be his last ever, ever since he lost Mai he lost his resolve to go on. In his words, "She was the only woman I ever loved besides the woman that gave birth to me." A few years ago he trekked across the wastes hoping to find a purpose, to be labeled something other than a raider. Then, he heard the stories of a cult of the coast of Maine, The children of atom. He had desired to be known as someone other than Generic Khan #165.

A Children of Atom priest had seen him as he leaned against a rock. The priest was apart of a traveling caravan headed to Necropolis. The Priest saw the marking of Atom's enlightenment on Chance's neck and approached to help him. The marking's were ways of fellow Atom members, as the markings weren't something you'd find on a normal raider. The Priest knelt against the rock and asked Chance, "What aches you my child?". Chance spoke in a robotic voice, his vocals has been repaired by the BIG MT. and had given him a synthetic voice box. "Confessor", the Khan spoke in a repentant tone, "I have committed many a sin against Atom, I have done many horrible things throughout my life. But now I ask of you, to cleanse my soul, allow me to join my wife in Atom's Glow and his Eternal Embrace". Chance could feel tears welling up as a smile came across his face. The Confessor did a Hail Atom and sent him on his way, he felt sorrow for the man, seeing the many tattoos draped across his body, his skin earlier burnt by a Fiend who caught him by surprise. You could see his muscles pulsing and coursing with blood that should've obviously stayed inside his body. "I'm coming home", He whispered to himself. "Bury me next to my wife, I wish to be close to her in death as I was in life." His request was fulfilled mere hours later.

But I'm pretty sure you're wondering where this all started. I'll take you on this journey of a Khan's demise, his rebirth in Atom's glow, and death in the Mojave.