A/N: It's been so long since i've actually posted something...... and i start off from this long break with a new story for Fallout 3. Why am i doing this anyway? Hmm.... not sure. But i've started writing this after i've finished the main game, which was.... four days after it first came out? And after some debate, and major editing, i decided to post it. Note: I did complain about the main quest ending so abrutly, and i ranted it on my blog, saying how they could have extended it by having you fight against the Enclave.... and what do you know? They actually announced an expansion of such. Do NOT say i copied their idea. I think that such an expansion was inevitable.... almost everyone would agree. I didn't expect an Anchorage expansion though, but it sounds nice.... i haven't played it yet since for SOME REASON, Canada isn't allow to download that DLC yet.... I WONDER WHY.
For those who do not know my style, i really dislike flames. Got something that you don't like about my work? DON'T READ IT. No one forced you. Just close your internet browser, and walk away.
My character is mainly good, with a scout/sniper build. So i'm basing around that. Though i may be restricting myself, and slightly bais, i am asian, so my character is asian (it just seems easier to write with that image in mind). I'll explain after a few chapters get some reviews. Please note i'm writing from memory, so things may not be.... erm.... the same? I'll try to remember as much as i can, though.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Fallout 3, or anything from the Fallout universe. That belongs to... er... who was it again? Bethesda Studios? What an odd name.... And how do you pronounce that? ..... Be-thes-da? Is that even English?!
Fallout 3
Revelations
Chapter1: Fades of the Past
She had never given up hope once. She had always believed in him. In his ideals, his words, his actions. She didn't doubt him once. Though her heart broke when he left her alone that one fateful day without a word. Why? Why did he go? He was all she had left, and for him to suddenly disappear on her like that. She knew at that moment when she heard of his disappearance, that nothing was going to be same. She had long left the safety of the metallic place she had once called home.
Where the walls felt so restricting that she wouldn't be surprised if they suddenly collapsed on her one day. The moment she stepped out into the open sunlight, squinting her eyes against the glare of the giant ball of fire in the sky, she knew that her life was going to change in more ways than she could ever imagined. She pressed onwards, through the wasteland that once held the glory of this nation. She was nothing more than a simple wanderer, exploring a place she never knew existed.
What she learned from within the Vault held little value out in this land of vultures. Out here, the strong in body and will would prevail. She had to learn that the hard way. Struggling with each step she made, guilt tormenting her with every choice that she came across. But she held on strong with her beliefs that he had taught her.
Nothing had gone to waste. With his words and teachings rooted deep within her, she forged a path through the wasteland, determined to uncover the truth, and hopefully be with him once more. She had met many along the way, learning more about the past, and what had happened in the real world while she slept peacefully in the safety of the underground vault. She had no idea of what had happened, or what to expect when she stepped out of the vault and into the sun.
But what she did know, was that there were people who needed her help, and she could help them. And she did. Her name soon spread across the wasteland, her deeds being repeated by the chorus of young children. She was well-known, a savior albiet a rather oblivious to reality kind. The innocent praised her as an angel, while the corrupt had scorned her and sought to end her life. And yet she pushed on.
Following the leads she gathered on where he had gone, she went through the entire wasteland. She became well learned in who was in need of help, and who were in desperate need of a permenant face fixture. She no longer was just a simple 'Vault Kid', but rather, a member of the Wasteland. She broke down corrupted organizations, helped rebuilt towns, rescued people, aiding those who could not fend for themselves. While most of these were only when she chanced upon them, the people were more or less gratefully.
But she had her share of trouble. Facing off against raiders on a daily basis, almost having her head cut off and her body become their new play thing, and using more stimpacks than a drug addict to heal her wounds. She almost became dinner for a gang of Super Mutants when she tried to rescue a captive, but was caught off-guard from behind by a Super mutant who was in hiding. Although the captive escaped, she didn't. If luck were to have it, a group of armoured people arrived and rescued her before she became dinner.
Black armoured soldiers calling themselves the 'Outcast' were rather reluctant to save her, and it only just so happened that they passed by. She would establish a good friendship with them later, as well as the the group they originally broke off from, the Brotherhood of Steel. She remembered Paradise Falls well, with Slavers patrolling about. She walked in there as a 'customer', and made 'deals' to get the salves free, but when the slavers found out, she became their next slave. When she was 'sold' to a rather perverse rich man, she took the chance to escape.
At least her mechanical and engineering skills were good. Disarming the explosive collar on her neck was easy enough to do, and escaping her 'owner' was even easier. She always had a knack for sneaking around. She remembered sneaking into the Overseer's office in the Vault when she was still young, and stealing back some of the toys the Overseer 'confiscated'. Speaking of the Vault, she wondered how her good friend Amata was doing.
She went back immediately when she heard the distress call, and helped Amata gain control of the Vault. Though she understood the previous Overseer's concern, she managed to convince him that what he was doing was wrong, though it took a lot of persuasion on her part as she wasn't exactly welcomed back in the vault with open arms. But after that, she was forever exiled, and by Amata herself. Well, she understood what Amata meant, and left without a word of complaint. But she still worried for her dear friend.
Back in the Wasteland, she encountered many different forms of life, and soon had 'friends' that followed her. A dog aptly named 'Dogmeat', was found when she chanced upon him attacking raiders. She found him intelligent and loyal, and overall a good companion. Though he tends to stick his nose into things she wouldn't. But with him by her side, she didn't feel all that alone in the Wastelands. While she found herself easily side-treaked, she did not once forget her true goal.
Maybe once, when she discovered her new favourite past-time of gathering junk to build more things. She remembered when she first held her own made weapon. It wasn't anything fancy, just fired rail-way spikes at high velocity, able to puncture steel, bricks, concrete, and anything that stood before her and her objective.
She still hadn't figured out a safety catch, as evident when she accidently sent one flying into the head of a raider who was on his knees begging for mercy. She also had a knack for collecting clothing, maybe stemming from the fact that she was born biologically female, or maybe because she was so used to having her clothes wear and tear easily that she used those extra clothes to repair her current ones.
Those were good times. Jumping for joy when she finally tweaked her sniper rifle into perfect condition, if it weren't for all of that duct-tape. But her greatest joy was when she finally found him. Her father. The one who left her that fateful night and turned her world into chaos. She rescued him from the nightmare of a virtual simulator, and the hands of a sadistic, mad, cross-dressing, pedophile with a thick german accent, who just so happened to be a scientific genius.
If she ever had to meet that weird nutter again, she swore she was going to do more than punch him/her in the nose and pull his/her hair out like she did before escaping the mad world of Alice in Wonderland sort of place. Of course, while in the simulator, she didn't realize her father was the dog. She simply thought that Dogmeat somehow managed to get into the simulator. But she was wrong, and felt embarrassed by the fact that she actually patted her dad on the head and called him 'good-boy'. A fact her father couldn't stop talking about as they made their way back to Rivet City, the city on the sea.
While her father meant no ill-will, she on the other hand, could just die right there. Though her father was angry at her at first for leaving the Vault, he easily forgave her when she presented her argument. Exactly, she blamed him for leaving without telling her, for with-holding secrets from her, and most of all, betraying her trust. Father had no comeback and daughter had the first sweet victory against her own parent. She felt accomplishment in finally being able to rebel against her father, who throughout her years growing up, was too accomodating to her that she never really felt any reason to rebel.
Odd accomplishment, but otherwise very memorable. But that was when everything went downwards once more. Her father was about to finally start up his project once more, and finally able to complete it! But some devil in a white coat thought it would be funny to shoot his way in. Her father tried to protect his project, and in one last ditch effort, sacrificed himself by releasing deadly radiation into the main chamber. Her father died trying to protect what he, and her mother dreamed of. And she would take his place. Fueled by sadness, anger, bitterness, hatred, she moved on. She had to complete her father's mission. And with the help of the Brotherhood of Steel, things became easier.
She met a Paladin who onced helped her father across the wastelands. And this Paladin was willing to help her too. Her father was greatly respected amongst the Brotherhood, and the Knights and Paladins were all too willing to help her. The most elite group in the Citadel, the stronghold for the Brotherhood in this area, known as the Lyon's Pride, led by Elder Lyon's own daughter, Sarah, were her closest source of comfort. They easily accepted her into their ranks, after saving their lives once within the D.C. area from a Super Mutant Behemoth.
Still, though she felt better amongst the armoured clad soldiers, she still felt the bitterness swell up side her. She knew the Enclave was behind the attack on her father's project, and she was determined to find them, and end all of their lives. She did not care if she had to be the devil herself to do that, she would find them, and see to it that they were personally executed one by one by her own hand. She tracked down what was needed for her father's project to work, a G.E.C.K., inside a broken vault swarmed with Super Mutants.
She knew that the Vaults were not there to provide safety for people, but were designed as enclosed experiments for the Enclave, the remnants of the Government who still pride themselves in being the true leaders. She knew it all when she broke into Vault-Tec's office. The computers, though mostly broken and covered with more dust than inside of a vacuum cleaner, provided her with everything. But she did not expect what she came to see. Vault 87 was the breeding ground for the Super Mutants. She did not want to believe, but still came to terms with the harsh realities that she faced. Killing the mutants inside, she chanced upon a strange sight.
An intellectual, and passive Super-Mutant. Maybe not completely passive, but she realized that he wasn't like other Super Mutants. And actually, he was considered a failure, or outsider to the rest, who did not give a second thought to try to bash her skull in and drink her fluids. This one was called 'Fawkes'. An interesting choice of name, though she did not know of the actual importance of the name till she looked it up herself. In exchange for rescuing him from his imprisonment, Fawkes helped her get the G.E.C.K., which was located past a highly radiated area.
Fawkes could enter with ease, as he was already a Super Mutant, and Super Mutants were more or less immune to radiation. But after she grabbed the G.E.C.K., and said farewell to Fawkes, she was ambushed. By the same white coat devil. How he managed to escape the radiation of the chamber was beyond her. But she was captured, and brought to the main base of the Enclave in the Capital Wasteland. When she awoke, she found herself stripped bare of almost everything. At least they had the decency to let her wear some under garments.
But out of all people, her interrogator had to be the devil in the white coat. A colonel, though she didn't bother to remember his name. When she refused to give him what he wanted, the code to start up her father's project, he pulled out a gun and wanted to pull the trigger at her. Of course, she wasn't afraid, so she spat down the barrel of that same gun, and on his face as well. Just when she thought she was going to die by the hands of a madman, a sudden interruption had halted her execution.
The leader of these Enclave, a so called 'President', had ordered the Colonel out, and then discussed in private with her, though he was simply a blue iron eyeball looking about in her cell room. He told her to meet him personally, and had the grace to give back all of her weapons. She had the liberty of walking around the entire base, taking in mental notes on the general layout and the capabilities of the base. But just as she was about to reach the level to meet the 'president', the Colonel apparently staged a coup de'tat, ordering the soldiers to attack her.
She had her fair share of fighting Enclave troops, and she actually took joy in putting large holes in their helmets. But she wasn't equipped to take them on one against more than two, and her weapons were not exactly the type to put much damage in their armour. Especially when they have weapons that can turn her into green goo. However, help came in the most unlikeliest of allies. Robots. The mechanical shock troops turned armour into instant microwaves, cooking the insides of enclave troops, allowing her to get pass, and eventually reach the 'president'.
What she did find, instead of a haughty, short, fat, ego-inflated, delusioned man chewing on a cigar, was a cool, smooth surface of a computer interface. That was when it dawned upon her. She knew something was not right the moment she stepped into this facility. The leader of the Enclave was nothing more than a program who managed to gain some form of intellectual processing. But still, much to her own amazement, she manages to outsmart and outwit the computer, till it could no longer function properly, and she gave it commands to shut down. Grabbing the vial of chemicals that the computer wanted her to put into her father' project, she raced out of the facility, just as it was about to blow up.
While typical, she didn't bother with minor details till she was outside. The base blew up behind her and while Enclave soldeirs were fleeing away from the destruction in general, a couple wanted to take a souvenior with them, her. But luckily, a friendly force appeared. Fawkes, with a giant gatling laser, from who knows where, appeared and managed to secure her safety. With Fawkes, she made her way back to the Citadel, and presented Elder Lyons with what she found. The source of the Super Mutants, the identity of the Enclave's leader, the Coup of the Colonel, the goals of the Enclave with her father's project, and finally, the vial of chemicals that she grabbed from the outwitted computer.
She wasted no time to rest, as she joined the Lyon's Pride and the rest of the Brotherhood in a fierce battle against the remaining Enclave troops stationed at her father's project, the Jefferson Memorial. The Brotherhood had an interesting robot, built by their best engineers, and by Madison Li, a certain associate of her father's. She had her suspicions that Doctor Li had more than a professional interest in her father, but she never really got an answer. During the battle, she did manage to get a few laughs despite the fire and explosions around her that nearly made her ear-drums burst. The robot that the Brotherhood had managed to fix, didn't exactly have all of its circuits fixed, and it was shouting war propaganda at the Enclave, while firing death lasers at them. It certainly was funny, especially since this robot was meant to fight on the frontlines during the war before all of this became a wasteland.
Now the robot was fighting its own creators, accusing them of being the enemy and being communist. Ideologies do not last long in the wastelands. She knew that well enough to know that this robot was clearly not straight in its circuits, but it was somewhat entertaining. Once they managed to break into the war memorial, she, together with Sarah Lyons, headed straight for the main control room. Fawkes, Dogmeat, Paladin Cross, and all of the other members of the Brotherhood were all outside, still engaged with additional Enclave forces. That left her, and Sarah in a final show-down against the mad white devil.
She didn't bother to listen what he had to say, the moment she saw him, she pointed her large, multi-barreled mini-gun, and riddled his head with holes. While his coat did sustain some damage, it wasn't beyond repair, so she took as a trophy, though Sarah did have comments on that. But all was not over. Doctor Madison Li had reported that they would have to start the project now, or else the entire facility would blow. She would not have that. This was her father's work. One that her family had done so much to complete. She knew what it was. Project Purity, she read her father's notes, and understood it perfectly. And so she knew what she had to do. Before Sarah could even ask who should enter the chamber of deadly radiation, she ran in, and shut the door behind her.
While Sarah pounded on the glass, trying to say something that she couldn't really hear, she could feel the radiation beginning to affect her. It threatened to make her black out, but she must complete her task before that could happen. She struggled to the panel, feeling her insides burning and melting. On the panel, were a bunch of numbers. She could hardly see the numbers of each pad, but her hand guided her fingers, as she punched in the key. She had always known the password. Always. It was her father's hope, his virtue. She knew her father, and therefore knew the answer. 216. The machine hummed to life before her, as she collapsed onto the ground, not before catching a glimpse of the statue of the man whose name was used for this memorial. As darkness began to close upon her, she smiled, thinking back of her father. She opened her mouth, as her words came out as small whispers.
"I am Alpha.... and Omega. The beginning... and the end."