The Last Bullet Chapter 1The Last Bullet
By: Steven Sherrick
Author's Notes: I do not own anything affiliated with any of the Fallout games. The Rating is for violence.There is no 'nudity', so this is for anyone who does not mind a little cussing and violence, hell, I'm sixteen myself.The only thing this has to do with Fallout is some of the creatures later on, and the Brotherhood of Steel.------------------------------------------------------------------------
The man slid the magazine into his silver desert eagle, dust blowing around him. In response he heard some radio noise, and four "affirmatives", plus one head nodding next to him. He spun around the sandbags and let fly with his deagle...
It had started a few years ago, when he joined the Brotherhood of Steel. He was supposed to get a water chip for his Vault, but that damn thing was too hard to find, so he just gave up and paid someone to bring them water from the Hub. He had blue eyes, dark brown hair, and was 5'9". He weighed a pretty normal weight for someone of his height, only a good 133 pounds. His name was Briac. His parents lived in the Vault with his dog. He had come to the Brotherhood looking for some reason to live other than walk around trying to find a good weapon to "make stuff go splat" (and because he heard they gave out weapons).
'Man, wish i could find some sorta car....' thought Briac. He continued walking along, then, off in the distance, he made out a dust cloud coming his way, and it wasnt a Brotherhood jeep... it was a Raider jeep. He tried to find a place to hide, but couldn't see anything to jump behind, so he got ready to dodge the oncoming vehicle.
---Meanwhile, in the jeep heading towards Briac---
"Heh, hey man, do we have to hit this one, let's get out and beat the hell out of him," said the muscular one.
"Oh, all right John..." said the scrawny one.
"Well, Delader, leave this one to me."
---Back with Briac---
'Why are they slowing down,' he thought, "Ooooooh, I know, they want to have a little fun." He saw a glinting in the sand to his right, he made a mental note to find out what it was after he kicked their ass(es). The car stopped and out stepped a muscular man with a deep tan and a buzz cut, and a small man with long white hair, and a scar along his left arm. He seemed to have a sword attatched to his hip in a red scabbard.
"So, which of you first," Briac asked.
The big one stepped forward.
Briac just stood there as John charged him, just waiting for the perfect moment. John produced a dagger from his back pocket and stabbed at him with surprising speed, Briac barely had the time to knock John's hand out of the way and swing his fist around. Briac connected with his temple, sending him quickly to the ground. Delader drew his sword. John was on the ground in pain, but he grabbed the pistol in it's leather holster, aiming it at Briac's head.
He fired three quick shots.
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That chapter was pretty short The next few will be longer.
By: Steven Sherrick
Author's Notes: I do not own anything affiliated with any of the Fallout games. The Rating is for violence.There is no 'nudity', so this is for anyone who does not mind a little cussing and violence, hell, I'm sixteen myself.The only thing this has to do with Fallout is some of the creatures later on, and the Brotherhood of Steel.
The man slid the magazine into his silver desert eagle, dust blowing around him. In response he heard some radio noise, and four "affirmatives", plus one head nodding next to him. He spun around the sandbags and let fly with his deagle...
It had started a few years ago, when he joined the Brotherhood of Steel. He was supposed to get a water chip for his Vault, but that damn thing was too hard to find, so he just gave up and paid someone to bring them water from the Hub. He had blue eyes, dark brown hair, and was 5'9". He weighed a pretty normal weight for someone of his height, only a good 133 pounds. His name was Briac. His parents lived in the Vault with his dog. He had come to the Brotherhood looking for some reason to live other than walk around trying to find a good weapon to "make stuff go splat" (and because he heard they gave out weapons).
'Man, wish i could find some sorta car....' thought Briac. He continued walking along, then, off in the distance, he made out a dust cloud coming his way, and it wasnt a Brotherhood jeep... it was a Raider jeep. He tried to find a place to hide, but couldn't see anything to jump behind, so he got ready to dodge the oncoming vehicle.
"Heh, hey man, do we have to hit this one, let's get out and beat the hell out of him," said the muscular one.
"Oh, all right John..." said the scrawny one.
"Well, Delader, leave this one to me."
"So, which of you first," Briac asked.
The big one stepped forward.
Briac just stood there as John charged him, just waiting for the perfect moment. John produced a dagger from his back pocket and stabbed at him with surprising speed, Briac barely had the time to knock John's hand out of the way and swing his fist around. Briac connected with his temple, sending him quickly to the ground. Delader drew his sword. John was on the ground in pain, but he grabbed the pistol in it's leather holster, aiming it at Briac's head.
He fired three quick shots.
That chapter was pretty short The next few will be longer.