So yeah this is the first chapter of my first multi chapter story. I am really proud of this. I have no beta so any mistakes I own and I will be revising this again asap.
italics are memories.
The house was hot and humid when I walked in, the grey paint on the metal walls was peeling and the entire place reeked of rotting meat. As I walked in I heard my robot RL-3's malfunctioning thrusters again so I turned around to face him and with a little tinkering with my pip boy I powered him off and moved him next to the door, "sleep well buddy I'll fix you tomorrow" I said with a smile and a pat of his metal head. I saw the culprit of the horrid smell another dead Mole rat on my floor must have been another prank by Moriarty. I walked over to it but tripped over a dented part of my metal flooring and landed on my face.
When I recovered I saw myself in the smudged mirror on my wall, my red shoulder length hair clung to my sweat drenched face. I saw my dirt covered jumpsuit and green eyes and said "well not too worse for wear from that fall." In the mirror I saw in one of my desk drawers something red sticking out. I walked over and opened it and was face to face with a comic I thought I burned...a comic given to me by someone I thought I finally forgot.
It started when we were ten, Amata dared me to kiss her, I refused and she started laughing and making chicken noises so I quickly kissed her on the mouth, she blushed and we both giggled. The two of us spent more time together after that to the delight of my father and the scorn of her's. We'd talk for hours about what could exist outside of our vault.
When we were teens we'd indulge in our appetites for each other more and make-out while her father was busy reprimanding the staff of the vault. The first time my father and I had a fight, about me tampering with the robot to call Butch "Dumbass" I said some hurtful things, I ended up crying into Amata's lap from guilt.
I told her I loved her when she punched Butch in the mouth for calling me "Daddies Slut." Amata told me she loved me when I demanded her father apologize for asking her if she was sleeping around and that's why she was sick.
When my father left the vault and the overseer demanded my head, Amata woke me up and the two of us managed to get safely to the exit. As the guards pounded against the entrance to the vault exit, I took Amata's hand and asked her to marry me.
Tears welled in her eyes as she shook her head no, she told me even if her father was like that now, he's still her father. So I stood up and when I started to walk out of the vault the door to the exit broke open and the guards took Amata back into the vault as she screamed for them to let her go with me.
A soft cough broke me out of my memories and I flinched pulling my laser pistol from it's holster and pointing it at the strange man now standing in my house. The man put up his hands and said "whoa wait a second lady, I don't want any trouble it's just I need to speak to you and-you have a dead animal in here?" he broke off for a second to look at the rotting mole rat on my floor.
I sighed and holstered my weapon and said "I was about to clean it up when I got sidetracked-" the man interrupted me saying "by a comic?" I glared at him and said "who are you anyway?" The man chuckled and I examined his features, he was blonde and wore the usual Brahmin skin outfit, he had facial hair...a goatee I think?
My thoughts about his appearance halted when he said "I'm John Smith" and I ended up giggling. John looked hurt and said "what's so funny?" I responded calming down "your name is just really average." John sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose apparently used to this sort of response but still annoyed by it and said "look you're Nova right? The scientist lady?" I nodded and he let out a breath of relief and said "thank god, I-we need your help!"
I walked over and picked up the dead animal walking it over to my door and throwing it out as I said "what's up?" John followed me to my door and said "the people in my town are being abducted by ghouls, but for some reason they only take women." I nodded and said "why don't you just ask for some mercenaries to help?"
John bit his lip in frustration and said "they have robots and turrets, they are holding the women in this Rob Co building, I heard you were the one to talk to about robots and tech" he pointed at my Rob Co jumpsuit to make his point. I shook my head and said "sorry pal but I'm not doing this, I'm just recovering from fighting some super-mutants in dc."
John sighed and pinched his nose again, apparently it's a nervous tick of his and said "haven't you ever had someone taken from you? Don't you wish they were back?" As I thought about his words I looked down at that comic on my desk and remembered her. I looked up at him and with a couple motions on my pip boy my robot woke and said in it's usual tough guy voice "repair time already commander?" I smiled at my robot and then looked back to John and said "yep buddy, we have some ladies to save."