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PROLOGUE
This story begins deep inside that building. The building that made history over the course of the years. The Jefferson Memorial during the early days of it's creation was frequently visited by citizens and tourists. After the war that devastated the world on October 23rd, 2077, the world that we all knew, was gone. Humanity overcame this disaster as they have always done. On the dreadful day, humans took shelter in nuclear shelters throughout the United States, known as Vaults.James Quinn never knew where he came from, nor where he was born. The small education that the people he lived with gave him enough strength to become a renowned scientist. In the Capital Wasteland remained the ruins of the D.C. Area. He knew of the problem the land suffered, and it was the contaminated water that plagued it. Over the course of 5 years, his team created a purifier deep in the Jefferson Memorial. It was here where his son was born, also where his dreams died. Martin Whitney was born shortly after his mother died, giving birth to him. It was the most saddest moment for James, but at the same time one of the best of his life. He didn't want his son to live the same life he did in the wasteland, so he had only one option. To abandon everything. Leave behind his dreams, his team, the purifier in order to give his son the life he deserves.
"What can you provide to my people?", asked Almodovar, while cleaning his boot on a rock.
" I'm a doctor, I have experience with all type of patients. I can help the residents with all medical problems", replied James.
"As you said, you aren't clean.", scolded Almodovar.
No, I'm not. I am being honest, Overseer. I just want to give my newborn the life he deserves, not the brutal, tainted one that i've lived out here!", cryed back James.
"Very well. Come into our home. But remember, when your son ages, he must not know of this event, nor any other resident. If you do, I will have to use security methods to avoid any chaos."
Since James and his son were admitted into Vault 101, they have lived the life he never thought they would never have. He kept his promise and became the new vault doctor, after the death of the former. The overseer and him weren't exactly the best of friends, but they did see eye to eye on certain terms. Martin aged and inherited many of his father's attributes. At age 19, Martin was a intelligent boy, with extensive knowledge about medicine and science, much like his father. He wasn't the type of boy who liked to skip class and spend time with friends. He shared this attribute with Amata Almodovar, Daughter of Alphonse Almodovar, the vault overseer.
"Hey, Martin!" Yelled out Amata, who was just lowering the stairs to the vault atrium to meet Martin, who was sitting on a bench.
"Iv'e been waiting for over ten minutes, what took you so long?", asked Martin, with his hands full of pens and papers.
Amata's happy, fun face suddenly turned into a sad, worried one. She turned and met Martin straight in the eye.
"My father doesn't want me to keep coming here to meet you, even if we are partners on the project that Mister Brook gave us. He thinks you are a bad influence."
Martin then began to think hundreds of thoughts at the same time. He didn't know what to do now.
"Your father has always had that image of me. Even if I do anything to change it, I know I can't. Let's just finish the work so you can head back home so that you don't get in any problems.
Martin reached his dorm, and as he expected, his father wasn't there, with dinner served or waiting for him to play a game or just spend time together. He knew the Overseer was putting a lot of work into him, so he understood. He was looking at his old BB gun, the one his father had made for him 9 years ago. He wanted to use it, but he would get in big trouble if he did. After turning on his jukebox and listening to old music, he fell asleep.
He could hear a alarm, but it was a early saturday morning, why would he need it? A large human shadow appeared over him, then he noticed it was Amata.
" Martin? Martin please wake up!!". She was shaking Martin's body to wake up.
"What's wrong!? Why is the vault alarm on?". He got up on his bed and faced Amata.
" This might be hard for you, but your dad left the vault, and the security guards are looking for you!".
"Shit!! I can't just sit here and hide until they find me!" yelled Martin.
"Yeah, that's why we are leaving. My dad has gone crazy and is looking for me also, and i'm not sure what he can do if he gets any of us" replyed Amata.
"I like your idea, and I'm willing to leave, but how? The vault must be very tight with guards now" said Martin, who was worried.
"I stole one of my dad's 10mm pistol. I also got two police battons. If anyone is a good shot, It's you. Grab anything useful for the road and follow me!" Amata walked to the door.
Martin didn't see anything useful besides a big backpack. He grabbed a spare jumpsuit for him and Amata and the first aid kit he always had in his room. He noticed a baseball bat in the corner that he received as a birthday gift a few years before, so he grabbed it also.
"We should separate. That way the security guards won't know who to follow. Go through the Atrium, i'll go into the stairwell."
Amata turned down a corridor and left Martin on the outside of the dorm. He could hear the vault alarm system constantly ringing. Once he got his bearings, upon turning a corner he met officer Jenkins, with police baton in hand.
"There you are! Come with me!", yelled out Jenkins, the evil and hatred could be seen in his eyes through the visor. The Overseer gave orders to capture Martin and Amata, and he was going to fulfill the order.
" Jenkins, put the baton down! I mean no harm to nobody!", Martin yelled to him, while getting ready to pull out his baseball bat from his belt.
"Your damn father did enough damage already! you think your'e better than the rest of us don't you, you son of a bitch!", Jenkins was getting closer to Martin.
" Jenkins, stop! I don't want trouble! I'm leaving!", Martin had his baseball bat in hand, ready to strike.
"AGH!!", Jenkins swinged his baton at Martin, who barely managed to dodge the attack.
" Whoa!", Martin dodged another attack, then he saw a opening in his defense and swinged at Jenkins, striking him on the side of his head.
Jenkins only stumbled back, but then swinged at Martin, this time with more power and anger. He then prepared his baseball bat and strucked Jenkins 2 times on the head. This time he fell to the ground, and a pool of blood began to form where his head layed.
Martin couldn't believe what he did. He most likely killed him. But he did it in self-defense! That's not considered murder. He wanted to kill him, so he defended himself. He left the room and advanced further into the residential area, and saw Butch, outside his room.
"Martin, oh man, I'm so glad You are here!", Butch nearly hugged Martin, but he backed off.
" You need to help me, my mom is trapped with the radroaches!!" Butch nearly cried the words out.
"They are only little creatures! Can't you go in and kill them? You are bigger then them!" replied Martin, who still had his bat stained with blood.
"I know, but I'm dead scared of those shits! Please man, I'm begging you!" cried out Butch.
"Oh god, okay. Wait here" Martin entered the Deloria dorm and saw his mother being surrounded by radroaches. He quickly ran over and began to smash the creatures, disposing of them in a few minutes.
After the ordeal, Butch entered the room. "Oh man, you rock! Listen, I know it's not much but take my tunnel snakes jacket."
Martin accepted his offer. While the jacket felt coozy, it also made him feel weird, being the jacket that his worst enemy was wearing. He ventured deeper into the area, being only a few minutes from the heart of the vault, the atrium.
He entered the clinic. The space that he spend most of his time in with his father. He didn't see anything useful, save for some scrap metal, which he shoved in his backpack.
"Why did you leave? Why did I have to be the one affected?" Martin grabbed a wrench and threw it at a frame hanged on the wall in pure anger. The glass broke, and the image fell,revealing a sort of safe.
"What the-" Martin approached and saw a small bag with bottle caps.
"Why would he hide a bag of bottle caps?" he thought.
He heard the approach of guards, so he put the caps in the backpack and quickly ran out, reaching the atrium in mere minutes. He then saw Tom Holton, a local resident, arguing with his wife.
"Can't you see? We are getting out here, just like the doctor!" he exclaimed.
"No Tom! It's too dangerous! The guards are bloodthirsty and god knows what they can do to you!" cryed back Mary Holton.
He didn't listen. Tom ran through the atrium and entered the hallway that leads to the upper level of the vault.
"It's Tom Holton! Let me through!" Those were his final words, as the officers at the other end of the hallway rained him with bullets.
"NO!!!" Mary ran to her husband's body, only to meet the same fate. Martin thought that they only wanted him, or Amata, but it appears to be that they are killing people who were innocent.
He quickly took out his pistol and entered the bloody hallway, getting ready to fire if he needed to.
"There he is! Take him down!" Yelled a officer. Martin quickly shot the officer, hitting 3 shots. 2 in the chest and one in the head. Another officer arrived, but he was taken down in seconds.
Martin did not want to loot them or anything, so he ran up the stairwell and entered the room where only vault personel can enter. At the end of the hallway was the entrance to the overseer's office. He slowly walked in and met with the chief officer Hannon.
" I didn't have to go looking for you, you came to me on your own. Now die!!" Hannon charged at Martin, not knowing he had a pistol. Hannon fell to the ground with a bullet in his head.
He heard yelling, and he quickly recognized the voice. "Amata!" He quickly ran to the overseer's office and barged in. Inside Amata was sitting on a chair, and young officer Mack was beating her with a baton, and the Overseer was next to her.
"Well what do we got here? Martin Whitney, the troublemaker of vault 101" scolded the overseer.
Yeah, it's me. Tell your goon to calm down before I blow his brains out" Martin had Mack at gunpoint, so he couldn't do much to defend himself.
"Turn your weapons in and we can resolve this like civilized men" said the Overseer, who looked fairly calm.
"You are a sick fuck, watching and allowing this dumbass to beat your own daughter!" Yelled Martin.
"I will do anything to secure the integrety of this vault and it's people. You should know that if you would have payed attention in class. And you will not survive today!"
"Dad, No!!" Yelled Amata. Martin reacted quickly and shot Mack in the throat, making him fall and began to choke on his own blood. The overseer grabbed a rifle but he was shot in the arm before he could do anything. During the duel, Amata ran out the office.
"Give me the passcode to your computer and you will never see me again" said Martin.
"Is that all? It's Amata. Now leave, before I have you executed." said the overseer in pain.
Martin walked out the office and shot the door switch, leaving the overseer locked in. He entered the computer room, which controlled the entire vault and saw Amata resting against a wall.
"Martin!" She ran over and hugged him.
"You got captured? I thought you took the stairwell" asked Martin.
"I did, but once I reached the first floor my dad's officers found me. I could not do much."
Martin entered the code and a large secret exit was revealed. The hallway took them to the door that they thought was impossible to open. But they had no choice but to do so again. Martin pulled a switch and the giant cog door began to open.
"This is it. Another world is out there" said Martin, who had a stern look.
"With you, I feel secure and that we are gonna be okay."
The pair entered a cave like entrance and only a wooden door separated them from the outside world. The cog door of the vault closed behind them. Martin opened the door and they both exited the cave, their lives changing forever.
I hope you guys enjoy my prologue to the story. I accept negative and positive reviews. If you have any suggestion, feel free to pm me :)