Author's note: Future new Vegas without Yes man's update enjoy!

A city on the edge of forever

The smell of Alcohol filled the air at the Mojave outpost as Troopers, rangers, and officers alike drowned their sorrows in the disappointment of losing the biggest engagement of their careers. Most of them had broken limbs and some still had oozing gunshot wounds that had been left untreated by the few doctors that the Mojave outpost had to offer. It had not even been eight hours since the defeat at the Dam and the robots had already swooped in and fought both the NCR and the fiends for control of camp McCarran. It had ended with the courier's securitrons winning with more artillery and air support from the now very active Boomers at Nellis. Colonel Hsu had been found dead at his desk when the courier's task force had entered the concourse building. A suicide note had been found next to an empty glass presumably filled with a poison of some sorts.

Then reports came in of an incident at camp Golf where without the leadership of chief Hanlon who had been arrested by NCR agents just days before the Rangers could not put up as massive of a resistance as they had hoped. General Oliver had been reported KIA but no survivors had come back with news of how this had happened.

The third battle of the day happened when the Brotherhood of Steel decided to attack Helios one with apparent artillery support from the Boomers and also the courier's robots. The BOS had stormed the base and seized with very few casualties and ruthlessness unmatched by anyone. Scattered reports said that some troopers had actually surrendered and were killed by firing squad. Then reports came from the fort that the Legion had completely and utterly destroyed by securitrons and air attacks.

Cottonwood Grove had gone the way of the NCR ranger stations with simple messages of surrender and a human population of zero. Securitron divisions had been sent to create a presence at these places and any renaming presence had left or been destroyed.

Out of all the darkness of the day one moment that made the soldiers proud was the last stand of Colonel Cassandra Moore. It was a legendary moment and it would be surely immortalized in later years. While no surviving members had made it out a recording was found which gave everyone a clue of what had happened. Apparently Moore had heard of a large Securitron presence entering the Dam and had taken it as her personal mission to bring as many down with her as she could. She and a small contingent of soldiers had taken positions in the hills behind Hoover Dam and held up for two and a half hours before Moore finally ran out of ammo and ran at a horde of robots with her knife. She and the other five soldiers defending the room had taken at least fifty securitrons down before finally falling. In way everyone in the crowded bar at the Mojave outpost had owed a toast to Moore. She had done what they could not do. She had fought until her last breath, and they were alive, sure they were wounded, but they were alive and mostly due to her stalling which gave them time to retreat. She was a hero, and her brother was going to be the most pissed off man in Shady Sands when he heard.

The mood of dreariness was replaced when a man barged in breaking the mood, "Orders from Kimball!"

Those words stopped all activity in the room and everyone looked at the messenger he spoke with dreariness in his voice this being the first time he had read it, "Soldiers, we are in a dark time. As I speak thousands of loyal men and women lie dead including most of the high command of our army. I will be working with this unnamed army in negotiating a peace that will allow us time to retreat to California. Thank you for your service and know that we are not giving up, just rethinking our strategy. We have not seen the last of New Vegas."

A mood of sobriety as all the soldiers knew now. There were no reinforcements from the west, no wonder weapons to end the war in a flash. Just complete and utter defeat. A gunshot rang out from the far corner of the building. A drunken trooper jumped to attention and ran back to the source of the shot. He stayed in there prompting more people to go in. Finally a ranger with a solemn look on his face walked out speaking as he did, "Ranger Jackson just shot himself."

Camp McCarran

Jack Samson looked out of the window of the U2 spy plane he had been in most of the day. He looked at the computer on his wrist and checked the latest reports from the robots and the task force. He had spent all day in this plane observing the different battles of the day and working out diplomacy with the surrounding factions and towns. All towns except Sloan had accepted the courier's message of peace. All factions except the Legion and the NCR had accepted his offer of assimilation into his Vegas empire.

Freddy, his pilot, informed him that they were soon they would be landing at camp McCarran where a Boomer presence had been established. Jack could hear the cheers as soon as he landed. He stepped out of the cockpit in blue jeans and a sweat shirt and marveled at the massive assembly that was there to welcome him. Cheers and clapping greeted him and he smiled and bowed to a roar of applause. He could only stand there and smile because he had succeeded where so many others had failed.

He was met by Snake a bodyguard he had hired a few weeks ago when the plans were being made. A rare smile crossed the bodyguard's face as he shook hands with his partner. He had a short mohawk and carried a light machine gun or a minigun depending on the level of threat. Today he had an M60 light machine gun on a strap hung around his neck and a desert eagle in his holster.

Snake leaned in and talked lightly to his boss, "We need to get out of here in ten boss. The longer you stay the odds of someone trying something increase."

Jack nodded but we soon ushered to a podium with a microphone set up waiting for him. He felt a surge of nervousness as he stepped up to address people of all walks of life who now saw him as a leader. He looked back to see Snake following and giving the crowd a thorough examination as he did. He looked up and saw Boone positioned in a sniper's tower covering the crowd from a higher angle. He looked out and began to speak.

"Two months ago I woke up in Goodsprings after taking a bullet to the head and some sub par work from an amateur surgeon. I never envisioned being here today. Even in the beginning of the planning for today I did not expect to live this long much less get away with the planning and of course the two stressful days of evading Legion assassins, NCR secret service agents, and countless mercenary groups which wished me dead. Of course this was not done by me alone. Without the help of my generals and faction leaders we would have never gotten this far. But there is much work to be done. My friends, we have a nation to build and much work left to do. However tonight celebrate. Enjoy all the strip has to offer at discount prices. Then tomorrow, my generals and political associates will meet at our pre determined meeting place to discuss the future. Thank you all and god bless the newly annexed nation of New Vegas."

With that Snake walked up announcing the conference was over and led Jack off the stage. It took a few minutes to escort the leader to his vertibird where all of his companions/ bodyguard team met him congratulating him as he got in the aircraft. Snake assumed his position on the door with his M60 on a stand overlooking the surrounding wasteland. Jack looked around at all the people in the vertbird. Boone's face was still blacked out from his part in the sniper op at the Fort which had resulted in the successful assassination of Caesar and his associates. Arcade was still covered in blood from his duties as field medic during the fight. He had a look on his face that gave the impression that battle had been bloody for the non robot soldiers in Vegas Army. Cass had been silent since she had returned from her op with a task force near Nipton. Only her and Jack knew exactly what this op was and that was how it would remain due to the nature of it. Still Jack worried about his friends and exactly what they had endured during the fight.

After a short ride the vertibird engines died down and it came to a soft landing on the newly installed Lucky 38 helipad. The team exited the aircraft and walked slowly into the headquarters of their new empire. Arcade disappeared first to the downstairs laboratory which had been discovered a few days ago. Cass went to the casino level to drown her sorrows in the sins of gambling and drinking that the city thrived on. Boone and Snake exchanged glares and then went their separate ways presumably to do something with their weapons. Then finally Jack found himself alone in the penthouse looking out over the strip in all its and neon lights. He then smiled Its all mine. However his quiet thoughts were interrupted by Yes man's annoying voice,

"Heya boss! You sure have done a swell job of wrapping up. Both Caesar's Legion and the NCR have been defeated all in one days work for you. So I'm sure you're going to have all sorts of questions on what to do next."

Jack nodded, "Yes how's the grand opening preparations going; have we found anyone to run the Casino yet?"

Yes man answered cheerfully as usual, "Yes we are 98% ready for the opening tomorrow night, and no we have several candidates but it's hard to find someone to run such a big casino."

Jack smiled, he enjoyed being in charge of everything. "Is the meeting for tomorrow after the grand opening set up?"

Yes man responded, "Yes it is! We have prepared the Repconn headquarters for the the meeting tomorrow, and invites have been sent to everyone that will be attending."

Jack poured a drink of Vodka and smiled, "Good make sure our supplies and prepare my wake up call for tomorrow. I'm going out for a little while."

Yes man had a concerned look, "OK I will alert Snake and Boone before you leave, and I will have the vertibird ready."

Jack shook his head while putting on his trench coat and grabbing his silenced .44 magnum custom made in the Hub while he was still friendly with the NCR, "Not necessary Yes man, I'm only going to visit a friend."

With that he put a hat on and left the penthouse and went to the elevator.