Chapter 1: Suite-Pee by System of a Down
Well, this is going to be something interesting. Fallout? This is a new one for me. I've never been an avid player of the games, and that's why I have my lore-consultant SoloAcrobat6 helping me with this one. Say hi Solo.
Hello there, it is good to be doing another story. This one is going to be good, got lots of studying to do for this one. But we shall get through it, hope you enjoy.
An eleven year old child watched as his mother and father burst into the living room where he had been playing with his toy car. He could see that they were in something of a panic, but he could not see why. Before he could ask, his mom crouched down and grabbed his shoulders to talk to him.
"Richard, how about we play hide and seek?" His mother asked him. He could hear the panic in her voice, but he was unsure of what was wrong.
"O-Okay", he said, still confused. His mother stood up and began guiding him out of the living room while talking.
"That's good! So Mommy and Daddy will be the seekers and you'll be the hider, okay?" She asked.
"Okay", he replied back, becoming more confused.
"Good, good, good. So you pick the best spot to hide where Mommy and Daddy won't be able to find you, okay? And don't come out until we find you, no matter what you hear, okay?" He could hear that the panic was rising in her voice. He simply nodded his head this time in reply. She pushed him out of the living room. "Go!"
He began walking towards his room when a crash was heard from the front of the house. He turned to look at his mother.
"GO!" She practically shrieked at him. This spurred him to run to his room, not taking a look back. He entered his room and went to his closet, where he put all of his dirty clothes. He gathered his clothes into a pile. He crawled under the clothes, when he heard shouting. He could recognize his parents' voices, but there were several that were unrecognizable. He laid there as the shouting seemed to escalate before a 'bang' cut off all shouting. Richard recognized the 'bang' sound. It was the unmistakable sound of a gun. He knew it from when his father took him hunting. He got up and rushed towards the living room, knowing he was going against what his mom said. But he needed to see what happened… too bad he wasn't prepared for what he would see.
He first noticed that there were three men in the room who he didn't recognize. They were wearing ragged clothes with what looked like parts of metal armor in random places. Two were holding pipe pistols, while one had a shotgun on his back. The second thing he noticed was his mom was crying over something on the ground. The third thing he noticed was that his dad wasn't in the room. No one had noticed him yet as he stood in the hallway.
"Mom?" He called out, causing all three people in the room to freeze. His mom looked up, revealing what she had been crying over. The child saw his father's face. But it was not moving and there looked like there was a hole above his left eye on his forehead… and it was leaking red liquid. One of the strange men turned to face him, a smile on his face. But this was not a smile he had ever seen from his mother or father. This smile was different from the warm ones he had received from his parents. The child noticed his legs were shaking… no, his whole body was.
"So you're the only two in the house, huh?" The man asked. Though he was looking at the child, it felt like he was asking someone else. The man took a step forward and the child unconsciously stumbled backwards, almost tripping. The man burst out laughing, causing the other two to chuckle as well. "Where ya goin' kid? I ain't gonna hurt you or nothin'."
The child looked at his mom, who was looking between him and the man. The man looked at the mom, where they locked eyes. The man broke contact and looked back to the child, the smile on his face was even bigger.
"Hey kid, want a present?" He asked, bring the pistol up to aim at the child. "Because I've got the perfect gift that is to die for. I'm sure it would bring a smile to your face, which I'm sure your mom would love to see."
The man was about to pull the trigger, when the child's mom suddenly threw herself at the man. The man shot on reflex, the bullet hitting the edge of the wall on the child's left. Bits of wall flew out, some hitting the child, causing his body to finally go into survival mode. He turned to run down the hall.
"Fucking bitch!" The child heard before the sound of someone hitting something else. Then, another 'bang' resounded, causing the child to look back. Everything seemed to slow down. He saw his mom falling, a beautiful arc of blood falling behind her. She was looking his way, but the vacant look in her eyes hard to tell what she was looking at. The child knew though that she wasn't looking at anything, for she was dead. Just like his father. Ah, yes, his father was also dead. The kid, who wasn't looking where he was going, tripped. The impact from the floor jarred him back to reality. He quickly got up and went towards a certain room, his body seemed to be moving by itself.
"Here kiddy, kiddy, kiddy. I just want to play", the man who had killed his parents said.
"Stop playing around Skoll. The boss is probably going to be here soon so just kill him while we get to clearing the house", a new voice said, most likely one of the other two men.
"Hey, Chan, why don't you just shut the fuck up?" The man retorted. The kid made it to his parents' room where he ran to his father's nightstand. He opened it to see the pipe pistol his father kept in case of wild animals that strayed too close to the house. He grabbed the pistol and the magazine that he knew had six rounds in it. He fumbled to get the magazine into the side and almost dropped it. He successfully got it in, when a noise behind him drew his attention. He turned around, pipe pistol in hand. He faced the man who had killed his parents. The man was still smiling, but when he saw the gun he burst out laughing. Still laughing, he took a step forward, to which the kid raised the pistol. The man stopped laughing but wore that smile as he looked at the child's shaking arms. He continued moving forward until he was in front of the kid and crouched down so the gun was aimed at his head.
"Well kid? Don't you want to get revenge for mommy and daddy?" He asked, still grinning. The kid at this point began crying as he couldn't get his arms to stop shaking. The man started chuckling when a new voice was heard back from the living room.
"Skoll! Stop fucking around! You can jerk one out later!" The new voice yelled. The man scowled and turned his head to look at the entrance.
"Tch. Fucking boss is here… oh well, guess I'll jus-" He was cut-off by a 'bang' and fell to the ground. The child stood for several seconds before falling onto his rear. He looked at the man he had just shot. The man who had killed his parents was dead… the child aimed the gun again and fired again. And then again.
"Jesus Skoll, conserve some fucking-" a man said, entering the room. This was not one of the other two men. He stopped when he saw the scene before him. One of his men was currently bleeding out on the floor, clearly dead, and this kid had a gun in his hands. The kid went to raise the gun, but the man covered the distance surprisingly quick and kicked the gun from the kid's hands. He then delivered another kick that sent the kid flying into the wall. The kid struggled to get up, but was stopped when he was kicked in the side again, causing him to cough up blood. He felt someone grab his hair and dragged him up on to his knees. He stared into the eyes of the new man. He couldn't quite place the emotion in the man's eyes. The man looked back towards the one had killed, Skoll.
"Did you do that?" He asked calmly, looking back into the kid's eyes. The kid went to look away, but got a punch in the stomach, causing some more blood to be coughed back up. "Look at me when I'm fucking talking to you."
The kid realized he was still crying, but nodded weakly. The man nodded in reply and then used his free hand to grab something from his waist. He pulled out a gun, not a pipe pistol, but an actual gun. He put it under the kid's chin.
"So I'm going to see how smart you are kid… I'm going to give you two options. Here's the first. Option one, you die here and join your parents in the afterlife", he paused, using the gun to move the kid's face as if he was observing it. "Or, option two, you join me and my gang. So… which is it kid?"
Gangs, fighting, drinking and killing. Such great things are coming our way. Oh wait, they just killed his parents… huh. Soloacrobat6 is ready for the next chapter of this guy's crappy life.
We have big plans for this story as usual. Maybe not as big as our first, but certainly big. That's all we have for this chapter. Should probably mention that the chapter titles hold no relevance, just songs I happen to be listening to. Make sure to follow if you think this story has potential, favorite if you enjoyed what you just read and leave a review to tell us your thoughts about this story!