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This is my first ever Fanfic! Wish me luck, as I'm expecting this to be a long one. The story will encompass (hopefully) all of Fallout 3 and it's five DLC items. Any and all feedback will be gratefully accepted. Here we go. Enjoy the story, fellas.
War. War never changes. Since the dawn of humankind, when our ancestors first discovered the killing power of rock, and bone, blood has been spilled in the name of everything, from God, to justice, to simple psychotic rage. In the year 2077, after millennia of armed conflict, the destructive nature of man could sustain itself no longer. The world was plunged into an abyss of fire, and radiation. But is was not, as some had predicted, the end of the world. Instead, the apocalypse was just the prologue to another bloody chapter of human history. For man had succeeded in destroying the world, but war? War never changes.
In the early days, thousands were spared the horrors of the holocaust by taking refuge in enormous underground shelters known as "vaults." When they emerged, they had only the hell of the wastes to greet them - all except those in Vault 101. For on that fateful day, when fire rained from the sky, the giant steel door of Vault 101 slid closed - and never reopened. It was here, I was born. It is here, I will die. Because in Vault 101, no one ever enters, and no one, ever leaves.
I don't remember being born. Nobody does. But there is one person who was present at my birth. Dad. He tells me it was just the same as any other birth. I came out, he and mum were really happy, and they decided on a name. Christopher Williams. Chris, for short. The doctors showed them the gene projection. I will be handsome, he says. I never saw it, so I guess I won't know until I'm 18. But then, tragedy struck, as it so often does. My mother went into a cardiac arrest. The doctors tried all they could, but to no avail. And thus, my mother died.
My first memory falls a little after my 1st birthday.
"Don't stare into the lights, little man!" Comes the smooth voice of James, my father. "It's just something you'll have to get used to down here."
I stand, using the walls of my play-pen to balance. Walking comes naturally to me. When I reach Dad, he tussles my hair.
"My goodness! Just a year old, and already walking like a pro! Mother would have been so proud. Listen kiddo, I know you don't like when daddy leaves you alone," he says, closing the gate, and moving towards the sleek metal door to my room, "but I've just got to nip to my office."
He flicks a switch to unlock the door, then walks out and it slips closed behind him. My ball is in here. I can play with it for a little while. But it bounces out of my pen. I've seen the gate being opened any number of times, so I know exactly how it works. I retrieve my ball, but then I notice a small book by my toybox. Being a baby, my curiosity overpowers my instinct to not get into trouble. I look at it. "You're SPECIAL" is the title. I flip open the first page.
S is for Strength, and that means I am strong! I can carry lots of toys and swing stuff around all day long!
P is for Perception, a long and funny word! It means what I tasted, smelled, saw and heard!
E is for Endurance, and that's how long I can play! I'm always really healthy, and have energy all day!
C is for Charisma, it's why people think I'm great! I make my friends all laugh and smile, and never want to hate!
I is for Intelligence, it means I'm really smart! I use my brain for lots of stuff, like Science, Maths, and Art!
A is for Agility, that's how I get around! I move real fast and easy, and I never make a sound!
L is for Luck, and it's simple, you see! It means that good things always happen to me!
The book was plainly for children, with its bright colours and large shapes. However, I hadn't seen it before, so it couldn't have been mine. I was pondering this when Dad walked in. Seeing me there didn't make him mad, as I had predicted. He simply laughed.
"I guess that serves me right for trying to pen you in! Look here. This was your mother's favourite passage. It's from the Bible." He showed me a framed piece of paper with words written on it. "Revelation 21:6. 'And he said unto me, it is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. I will give unto him, that is athirst, of the Water of Life, freely.' She always loved that. Come on. Let's go and see if your little friend Amata wants to play."