(I wrote this story originally for my girlfriend when she had trouble sleeping at night, aside from the other stories I wrote for her she wasn't much of a fan of the fallout story. Nevertheless I continued to write this series to publish. During the drafting she reminded me of the lone wanderer, so this story is about her as the wanderer and her adventures in the wasteland.)
You've heard stories of the lone wanderer through your travels, whether while having a drink in some tavern or hearing word from a caravan who supposedly knew the wanderer personally, and of course the almighty brotherhood of steel praising the wanderer as their best soldier. No matter what you've heard, this story will clear those questions you had about the wanderer and what really happened; It all started with a girl with a big world ahead, a father gone missing, and a mercenary and his dog…
The wasteland was quiet, occasional gunshots rang out in the distance, but in the wasteland that was normal for most. One day the silence of the wasteland was interrupted not by gunshots, but by a screeching sound of metal and gears from the top of a hill outside of springvale; A mercenary looked up from his home towards the hill grabbing his rifle from the wall and calling for his dog. He slowly creeped up ducking behind a rock, aiming at the shack door.
'What is this? Its never opened before?' he thought to himself quietly.
Suddenly the door opened and he aimed directly at the door.
"Alright come out quietly" he ordered still aiming, the dog barked at the door and growled quietly
The door opened and a girl in a vault-tec jumpsuit became face to face with the end of a rifle
"Please don't shoot" the figured pleaded rubbing her eyes, adjusting to the sunlight
"Drop your weapons" the mercenary commanded aiming towards the girl's head "don't make me ask twice"
She quickly nodded dropping a 10mm pistol and a baseball bat "listen i'm not a threat, I need help finding my father" she explained putting her hands up.
After some time he sighed lowering his weapon "you vault dwellers have been making quite the racket recently… that scientist I saw last night must have been him." he replied
The girl without hesitation ran up to him grabbing his shoulders "where is he? He left without telling me and i was shoved out of the vault because they said he was a traitor"
He quickly stepped back suprised by her grip, "listen maybe i can help you out, you've been through alot and you should clear your head" he replied "come on i'll take you to my place in springvale"
He then held out his hand and introduced "my names liam by the way and this is my dog logan" the dog wagged its tail and barked
"Gabby, my friends call me G.G." she replied shaking his hand then petting the dog.
He smiled then led her down the hill to the town of springvale; an eyebot floated broadcasting a voice claiming he was the president. Across from the red rocket was Liam's home; it was small but suitable for him and logan to live in, there were scrap pieces of metal and barricades in front.
"Well here we are, home sweet home…" he said looking over to her.
She then nodded, Logan ran into the house for a moment then ran back out with a teddy bear. He dropped it at gabby's feet wagging his tail
"Well he got used to you pretty fast" said Liam
Gabby picked up the toy and smiled giving it back to Logan "he's a good boy" she replied scratching his belly.
They laughed for a bit then looked at the sun set on the wastes horizon. Liam quickly moved to a circuit board and flipped the switch; some spot lights switched on shining on the perimeter.
"Let's get back inside gabby, we don't want to be out here when it gets dark' he cautioned. Logan grabbed his toy running inside then barked for them.
Gabby followed liam inside placing her weapons by an old couch. The house seemed nice, for something over two hundred years old; the walls seemed faded but mostly clean as well as the floor, a small mattress laid in the corner with some toys 'probably logan's' she thought to herself.
"Do you live here by yourself?" gabby asked sitting by logan
"Yeah, it's just me and logan here" he replied sitting down handing her a plate of instamash "we get by doing work for megaton and by scavenging" he explained eating some cram
"Work? What do you do?"
"Whatever little jobs turn up while i'm there, usually i'll get some caps or food for the job" he replied
She nodded continuing to eat, her pip boy ticked quietly seeing that the food has small traces of radiation. For a long time this has gone unnoticed but it didn't phase her at all. Liam then looked up and stared at her vault suit then decided to ask about her.
"So why did you have to leave the vault?" he asked "aside from your father leaving?"
She looked down at her hands clenching at her vault suit "it's kind of a long story, i don't know if i can explain it right now…" she replied
He nodded "how about you get some rest and we could talk about it in the morning" he suggested
She then nodded "thank you, i'd like that" she replied quietly
Liam nodded taking her to his room "you can borrow my bed, I can sleep on the couch"
She nodded laying down on the bed "good night Liam and thanks"
Liam smiled "good night gabby" he replied laying on the couch, Logan had already fallen asleep.
The moon shined over the wasteland where only the howl of the wind sounded over the wastes. The land remained quiet and peaceful as the three slept in their home waiting for the sun to rise tomorrow.
(so this is an introduction chapter and also the first chapter of this story. Tell me what you guys think and i'll be sure to continue writing for all of you, thanks for reading, and have a happy holiday)