It was a normal day in the Mojave Wastes. Goodsprings was almost worry free, the citizens having to deal with geckos, radscorpions, and coyotes. Most of the Powder Gangers were dead, and the remaining few didn't know what they could do to get the chain gang back together.

Primm's bandit problem was long gone, and Prim Slim was a fine sheriff. A certain robot was gone from its broken status, and gone from Primm. The Mojave Express was beginning to fix up the damage of the outbreak of bandits.

Novac was missing two people, and one wasn't missed. She was a lying old Legion, and the other was an NCR Ranger. He was the last thing she never saw. The ghouls stopped coming to the town, having been launched to their death. They may have called it by a different name, but it was death, no matter what you call it. The scientist who helped them moved to Novac, finally realizing what he was.

At the 188 trading station and also in Hidden Valley, a Brotherhood of Steel scribe and trader wasn't where she usually was. Inside one of the many bunkers of Hidden Valley, a new chapter formed. A new person learned how to wear power armor around that time as well.

Freeside was in a state of confusion. The Van Graffs were all disintegrated. The Kings got a new friend, and the cyber-dog that resided there became a wastelander's best friend. The Followers were helped in their way to helping everyone who deserved it. An oddly named fellow made a new friend, and agreed to go into the dangerous wasteland with him. Of course, that friend didn't take him into combat much, only when his medical skills were needed.

The New Vegas Strip heard of a Courier, one that was shot in the head, and survived, looking for revenge. Who shot him? One person on the strip, and if anyone were to get in his way, he wouldn't take two seconds to knock them onto the ground. He wasn't a ruthless murderer, but he wanted answers. A few answers and a large revenge, with a side of possible murder-shake. Not total murder-shake, only possible murder-shake. I do indeed like murder-shake. :D

And with all that in mind, this is a story of Doctor James. Or Professor James. Or James Spark. Any of those names he answers. He was a very smart man, with an intelligence rank of ten. His science was reaching the tenth degree (100) and his medical degree was already at the tenth degree. James' combat skill needed improvement, and he couldn't give a good punch for his life. However, he used the extremely powerful Y-C38 Gauss Rifle, a laser sniper. It took 4 energy cells for one laser, and that laser could destroy nearly anything. He tried an Incinerator once, but his arm soon decided that it might rather be cut off than carry the tank of fuel on his back nearly 24/7. He also tried a Minigun, and that didn't go well. What? You want to know where James is and what he is doing, rather than read this stuff about his stats? You didn't actually say that? Who cares?

James was off in a deserted area of the wastes. But he wasn't alone. Boone, the First Recon sniper, Veronica, the punch, not trigger, happy puncher, ED-E, the eyebot, and Rex, the cyber-dog, all were around this doctor. Why? Because he was likable. They were currently fighting off some raiders.

"Er, would you like some…MF CELLS!?" said the Professor, wanting to sound cool, and failing.

"Aw man, I thought you were actually gonna say something cool now," The Brotherhood of Steel Scribe exclaimed as she used her Power Fist to explode a raider's head, "Try something… I dunno, better?

"Sh-Shut up, It sounded cool to me…" the Professor said, as his Y-C38 put a hole in a raider. "Holy pooponastick, that was cool."

"Both of you, shut up, and kill the raiders already!" A focused voice exclaimed, "We need to get to Freeside."

"Oh, is that where we're going? I forgot we had a specific destination…" The professor pulled out his PipBoy and went to the world map. "Why don't I just use the Transportalponderamajiggythi ng?"

"You don't use that because you're an imbecile. Now get us out of here!" The Sniper said, as he was furious because of the long distance they had walked. They had walked at least a few miles, when they could of just pressed one simple button.

"Erm, one thing seems to be wrong with your plan, in a firefight like this, Transportalponderamajiggythi nging is very dangerous." The Professor yelled over the battle. The raiders had more members then they had expected.

"I think I'm gonna use my Laser Rifle for this, it's getting dangerous." As soon as Veronica said these words, a piece of dynamite blew up a few meters away from them. "Nope, definitely rainbows!"

"You sure you wanna use this thing, Boone?"

"Yes I'm sure! We're getting blown to bits here!" ED-E made beeps and boops in agreeing, and Rex gave a bark.

"A-Alright, Travel initiate, in tree, tooth, PIE!" The professor slammed on the Travel button, but as he did, a shotgun shell was exploded into the PipBoy. James wasn't damaged, and the PipBoy was mostly bulletproof, so the only thing that was hit was the Travel module. As the travel module tried to initiate, the shell broke right into it. It began to make hissing noises and sounded as if it were to explode. Then, it did.

A portal sucked the Professor, Boone, Veronica, ED-E, and Rex into…a black hole? A worm hole? Professor James Spark had no idea what was about to happen…

Heyro. Do you like it? What was wrong with it? Don't tell me that it was horrible.

Instead, tell me what to change. ALSO, OC is original content, OOC is out of character.

Was anyone OOC? Was the battle bad? Pleeeeeeeeeeeese tell me and Ill give you cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeese. :D IANZ