Fallout 3
Chapter 1: A Sister?
Disclaimer: I do not own Fallout or any of the characters except for the name of Drake Sheppard and the characters Bill Nest, and Officer Nest.
Drake Sheppard was, as Three Dog called him the Messiah of the Wastes his hair was in the same smooth wave as his father, he even grew out the same beard, and wore his Regulator Duster for his leave from the Brotherhood of Steel as well as a pair of sunglasses and had his scoped magnum named BlackHawk at his side. 3 years after destroying the Enclave's moving base, Drake sat in his home in Megaton thinking of his past, how he started in Vault 101 and ended up saving the Capitol Wasteland… twice. He went through everything in his head and smiled briefly at the thought f the G.O.A.T when he sent the Overseer into a catatonic state when his results declared him to be on the Overseer track with Amata. Amata, he longed to see her again she had been his friend since they were babies, until they were 7 she moved in with the popular crowd like Christine Kendall, but when Butch said things about how Amata was a lousy Daddy's girl, Drake beat him into submission, then he was best friends with Amata again, though he wished for more. Then inevitably his father came up, James, he had died protecting Project Purity, protecting Drake. The Enclave was to blame for his death and Drake slaughtered every one of them in the sewers. He broke free of his trance when Dogmeat whined in hunger.
"Sorry boy." Drake said with a tone of guilt in his voice. Dogmeat just barked as a sign of forgiveness.
"I have some Brahmin steak for you." Drake said, he walked to the fridge and tossed the steak in a bowl for Dogmeat, "Bon appetite." Drake said in the same way Gary sometimes would when he ate at the galley back in Rivet City, He met Dr. Li there, she was a good friend and he missed her but she left to find a scientific community to the west.
Dogmeat barked again to show appreciation for the steak. "You treat him well, when your focused." A familiar voice stated. "Lucy, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Drake asked almost flirtatiously. "Moriarty wants to talk to you, but he was too lazy to get off his ass and come get you." Lucy said in an irritated voice. "So he sent you? That sounds like Moriarty all right." Drake said with amusement in his voice "But it could be worse." Drake stated. "It could?" Lucy asked. "I might have actually had to deal with him first thing in the morning." Drake joked and both of them burst out laughing.
"I see the truth in that." Lucy said wiping a tear from her eye. "I'll go see him, thanks Lucy." Drake said as he put his duster gloves on. "Hey I owe you." Lucy plainly told Drake. "Helping Ian was something I was glad to do." Drake said in defense. "So you say." Lucy joked, although Drake could have sworn she was flirting. "Dogmeat stay boy." Drake called to Dogmeat. Dogmeat whined in response. "Don't worry I'm just going to Moriarty's, I'll be back and I'll bring you some Mirelurk meat. Dogmeat began to pant as the term of Mirelurk meat was brought up. Together Drake and Lucy walked to Moriarty's saloon. Upon entering Drake saw his old Ghoul friend Gob. Drake smiled "Hey Gob, how are things going?" Drake asked. "Oh… uhh great, thanks for asking." Gob said hesitantly.
Drake could tell when people were lying and Gob was clearly lying. "He's lying, Moriarty beat him again." Another old voice rang in Drake's ears. Drake looked to the left to see Nova, Moriarty's hired prostitute leaning against the wall. "Damn-it, again, I won't let him get away with that, I promised Carol I'd look out for you. "Please don't if you do Moriarty will fire me or kill me." Gob pleaded. "You told me you didn't want to work here! And he won't kill you or he'll have to answer to me." Drake said in a proud tone.
Drake then walked into the office behind the bar. "There he is!" Moriarty exclaimed in his Irish accent. Moriarty had been sitting in his office counting his caps… as usual. "What do you want Moriarty?" Drake asked irritated "Jericho forgot to pay his tab again?" Drake joked. "Very funny, I got a message from that Vault." Moriarty responded annoyed with Drake's arrogance. "From the Vault, are you sure?" Drake asked now interested. "Yeah, some old man by the sound of it." Moriarty replied taking a sip from a bottle of scotch. "Was it Alfonse?" Drake asked. "I don't know but he wants you down there now." Moriarty said returning to his caps.
"I doubt that… but if Amata needs me…" Drake began to say. "Just go." Moriarty said with an irritated tone. Drake got up to leave but before going out the door pulled his fist back far and punched Moriarty straight in the jaw as hard as in V.A.T.S mode. "What the hell!" Moriarty screamed. "Never hit Gob again or it will be a 10mm bullet to the head next time!" Drake threatened. "Who do you think you are?" Moriarty questioned. As Drake opened the door he replied to Moriarty "I know I'm looking out for my friends."
Drake walked out of the bar and went home. He changed into his Lyon's Pride Power Armor and took his Laser Rifle and the Samurai Sword that he got from Zeta; he also took 12 frag grenades. He then went to that Vault sans Dogmeat. He arrived at the Vault and inputted the most obvious code into the panel. Drake mumbled as he typed "V… a… u… l… t." The COG shaped door opened itself and the vacuum of cold air sent a small chill down Drake's spine. "You are a brilliant girl Amata, but you make the worst passwords." Drake said to himself. As Drake walked in he saw an African American boy who was at least 22 years old, He then recognized him as Bill Nest.
"Hey Drake." Bill called. "Bill it's good to see you again." Drake responded. "Yeah man, sorry dad tried to kill you, but thanks for just knocking him out and not killing him." Bill stated seeming almost ecstatic.
"Uh, no problem." Drake said shocked that Bill thanked him for hitting Officer Nest. Bill was the son of Officer Nest and would have gone into deep depression if his father died since both his mom and sister were killed in a security malfunction. Bill was also unstable when Drake met him when they were 10 years old. He remembered meeting him in his father's clinic while James went to get coffee, Bill had explained what happened and Drake said he shouldn't feel bad and became Bill's best if not only friend. Three days after this James found out about the discussion and congratulated Drake. Jumping back to reality Drake looked to the right and saw Alfonse Almodovar, the man who tried to kill him.
Drake flashed back to his escape. Alfonse told him to hand his weapons over, and of course Drake did to avoid harm coming to Amata. The minute Drake did this Alfonse drew Drake's police baton and attacked so he took Officer Mack's to fight back and knocked Alfonse out cold.
"You're here." Alfonse said blankly. "Yeah, so what do you want?" Drake asked in a defensive tone. "The Overseer wants to speak with you." Alfonse said. "Amata wants to see me?" Drake asked. "Surely that is not surprising to you?" Alfonse responded. "Of course it is, I wrecked everything and she kicked me out a second time." Drake said. "She cried for months after you left again." Alfonse said. "She did?" Drake asked beyond belief that the woman he cared so much about actually missed him. "Take me to her." Drake said.
Drake and Alfonse went to the Overseer's office, unbeknownst to everyone but Officer Mack and Bill. "Drake!" Amata called. "Amata." Drake said in near disbelief. Amata ran to hug her childhood friend, but receded upon feeling the cold metal of Drake's armor. "Sorry this thing gets cold real easily." Drake apologized. "No it's okay. And, you have a scar" Amata said tracing the scar with her hand. "That came from the surgery the Brotherhood of Steel gave me." Drake said. "Surgery?" Amata questioned. "I died for 2 weeks but the Brotherhood was stabilizing me and my partner Sarah Lyons" Drake said retelling the story of the battle at Project Purity. "Oh my god." Amata said.
"Allie said you have something to tell me." Drake said. "Allie?" Alfonse said angrily.
"A tape." Amata said. "Who from?" Drake asked. "We're guessing your dad." Amata said "It was in his clinic." "Let's see" Drake said but didn't have time to pop it into his Pipboy before Officer Mack called to say two intruders were found at the door. "Let the fuck go of me Vaultie!" a voice yelled, it belonged to Jericho a washed up Raider from Megaton. He also heard the bark of Dogmeat. "Jericho! Dogmeat!" Drake called. "You know them?" Alfonse asked. "One is my dog the other is my friend." Drake answered.
"Which is which?" Officer Mack asked clearly amused. "I'm going to make you fucking regret that Vaultie!" Jericho spat extremely infuriated. "Jericho calm down. Mack let them go." Drake commanded hand hovering over Blackhawk. "Fine." Jericho muttered fingering his knife. "Done." said Officer Mack.
"Why are you here?" Drake asked. "I heard Moriarty sent you here so I came to help, given the fact that Colin would send you into a shitstorm if he needed to." Jericho stated as if it were an everyday occurrence.
"Thanks, I think." Drake answered. "Well we should see what that tape says." Amata stated. Drake placed the tape in his Pipboy and James' voice echoed in the room. "Son, if you are listening to this it means I have died, there is something I want to tell you. You have a sister, she is named Kara and she can be found in the Mojave Wasteland, before you were born we could not bring her with us. A Courier agreed to look after her when we left the Mojave. We later learned he died and Kara became a Courier herself. I'm sorry I didn't tell you when I was alive, goodbye… son." the recording ended and Drake clenched his fists.
"A sister? I have a fucking sister and he didn't think to tell me!" Drake yelled with such anger even Jericho jumped. "Drake calm down, he would have told you if he could." Amata pleaded. Drake looked to her and replied "You're right Amata, but I'm going to look for her." as Drake said this Dogmeat barked. Drake looked at him and smiled. "Yeah you're coming Dogmeat." Drake told the dog and in response he began to pant.
"Are you sure about this?" Amata questioned. "Am I ever?" Drake responded. "Be careful." Amata pleaded. "I Always am." Drake responded.
Drake, Jericho, and Dogmeat all returned to Megaton, as they entered Springvale, Drake looked to the left and saw a Raider coming out of Silver's house. He had another flashback, that Raider was the first one Drake ever met. As he exited the Vault he came across the Raider as he was shooting a sawed-off shotgun at Drake, Drake shot the Raider's leg and told him to find something to do with his life. The Raider had accepted Drake's proposal and given Drake his sunglasses as a show of good faith.
The next day Drake packed essentials for the trip to New Vegas. He took his Plasma pistol, ammo, stimpacks, Rad-X, and Tri-beam Laser Rifle. He also wore his Prototype Medic Power Armor. He also kept the sword and grenades from yesterday. Drake traveled to Underworld to pick up Charon, but Charon was pre-occupied helping Snowflake with business, so Drake took Fawkes with him instead. Drake, Dogmeat, and Fawkes traveled to a railcar on the edge of the Capitol Wasteland listening to GNR all the while.
"Hello Capitol Wasteland, this is Three Daaaaawg, with the news. Get this kiddies our Messiah of the Wastes is going on a little field trip to the Mojave Wasteland back west. Let's hope he doesn't stay there ha-ha. Seriously though wish our savior luck we owe him that much, and now some music." Three Dog's announcement was heard as Drake went past Girdershade. Drake barely had five seconds before Sierra came running towards him. "Hey heard the announcement, I brought you a gift." Sierra said.
"Uh thanks Sierra." Drake answered. Sierra handed him a bottle of Nuka-Cola Quantum and ran off. Drake continued on before reaching the car. "Dogmeat, Fawkes, stay close." Drake commanded. Dogmeat barked in response. "Of course, my friend!" Fawkes boomed.
Drake took the railcar to the Mojave Wasteland and when he got there the only thing he saw before bullets flew, was the word Goodsprings.