Fallout: The Lone Wanderer
Ch. 1
Out of the Frying Pan
Two weeks after the battle at Project Purity
John, the Lone Wanderer of Vault 101, was knocked out and set into a coma after activating Project Purity. He and Sentinel Sarah Lyons were knocked out and sent into a coma.
It was a bright new day for the wasteland. Still it was not safe, but clean water was given to the people in the wasteland.
John went through a series of nightmares. He could think nothing but the horror he had seen in the wastes. Dreams about being slashed to death and slowly dyeing, or being torn in half by super mutants and dogs. But the dream that woke him up was a dream of Sarah being brutally beaten with a baton and John could only sit back and watch the horror that unraveled. John jumped out of his bed gasping for air screaming Sarah's name after that nightmare finally came to an end.
"No, No, No, Sarah!" John shrieked
Elder Lyons stood beside the bed that John was lying in. Elder Lyons tried to calm John down from his fright. He was just glad John had finally recovered.
"Careful, John, careful. Don't move too quickly. Everything's fine. You're safe. You're in the Citadel. I was beginning to think you'd never wake up, despite the assurances to the contrary. I've been coming down here every day to check up on you and my daughter. Its good see at least one of you recovered
"Ugh, what… what happened?"
"When you and Sarah activated Project Purity it exerted some sort of energy spike that knocked you and Sarah unconscious."
"Sarah! Where is she? Is she okay?"
"Yes, yes, she's fine. She's in the bed over there."
"Thanks, Elder Lyons, I should be going now. You know, catch myself up."
"Speaking of catching up. You have shown a great deal of leadership."
"What are you saying, sir?"
"You are now the leader of your own squadron. Fawkes, Charon, Butch, Star-Paladin Cross, and your K9 companion, Dogmeat."
"It's an honor, sir, thank you."
"Now, get down there and talk to Scribe Rothchild. He's going to fill you in on everything you've missed."
John gave Elder Lyons a nod of a, good day. When Elder Lyons walked out the room, John walked towards Sarah, kissing her on the head.
"Please, wake up Sarah. I don't want Project Purity the last time I got to talk to you. I love you." He whispered to Sarah.
He walked down the hall into the lounge with a depressed look on his face, then, suddenly changed to a smile when he was greeted by his new squad.
Fawkes stormed up to John giving him the biggest Super Mutant hug he could.
"John, I was waiting for you to return!"
"Err, it's good… to see you too, Fawkes."
John tapped on Fawkes's arm to tell him to let him go. The Super Mutant dropped John to the floor. Butch jogged up to John, who was gasping for air, and helped him up.
"Damn, John, I was almost thinking you'd never snap out of it."
"I'm a pretty tough rock to crack."
"One of these days you're going to hit a hammer bigger than you are. And I don't think Humpty Dumpty will get put back together again."
"I'll take my chances, ha, ha, ha."
Dogmeat sprinted and jumped on John licking his face.
"Ha, ha, I missed you too, boy."
Star-Paladin Cross saluted John. She was the first to receive the news that John was a squad leader.
"Good day, sir."
"Easy on the whole sir thing. I find it kind of odd when people call me sir."
"Not a problem, sir, I mean, John."
John walked slowly and stood straight in front of the room and called his squad to attention to him.
"As some of you know, Elder Lyons has instructed me to be a new squad leader. And each of you in this room is my squad. I'm going to designate each of you to a position in the squad. Fawkes you're a walking tank. You'll be on the front lines with me. Dogmeat, boy, I'm going to train you to sniff out explosives and supplies. Butch, you're going to be our traps expert. Hell, you've pulled enough traps on Mr. Brotch than I can count. Cross, you'll be a sniper. You've got enough accuracy to shoot the dick off a Yao-Guai. I'll be in charge of tactics, hacking, and anything that requires the brains of an Alien. Am I understood?"
"Hoo-rah!" yelled John's squad in unison. John walked into the laboratory with his squad. Scribe Rothchild jogged towards John giving him a handshake.
"Hello, John. Or should I say Commander Mars."
"Get my men suited up. Get a custom power armor suit for Dogmeat and Fawkes. Everyone else can be set in as normal. Anyhow fill me in on what I've missed. I've been experimenting with new bullets that I've been dying to try out on some Enclave soldiers."
"Very well, follow me. You see, you may have killed Colonel Autumn and destroyed Raven's Rock and President Eden. But, the Enclave aren't going down so easily. We have set up shop and are about to launch an attack on the Enclave base in an old car tunnel. Paladin Tristan has already took a squad over there so you'll get a warm welcome. Your things are in that locker over there, by the way."
John walked up and put on his T51-b power armor on and picked up an inventory of his weapons and began to hand them to his, now suited, squad.
"So, this is where it begins. Men, we're going to a tunnel. This is gonna make me feel right at home." John said putting on his helmet. John and his squad began there long trek to the old car tunnel. But, John only had one thing on his mind. Sarah.
Note:Well this is the Fallout Fan fiction about John Mars, The Lone Wanderer. Hope you guys enjoyed reading this. I'm sure its been a while since anyone has seen a Fallout 3 fan fiction. Chapter 2 will be up A.S.A.P.