Prologue
In the years since the Second Battle of the Hoover Dam new alliances and persons have risen to the fore to make their mark on the world. But no matter when they come into the story…War, war never changes.
In a dilapidated building in the middle of the mountains of New Vegas
"Only he may decide his fate Robert. There is nothing you can do,"
"If we don't do something everything that we've worked for these past years will be gone. GONE! Is that what you want Jackson," Robert yells hysterically.
"We must allow events to play as they will without our interference. That much was agreed upon in the treaty."
"Screw the treaty Jackson! That was 23 years ago. Before we were even born,"
"Just because it was before us doesn't mean we can simply ignore it. The people that were in charge 23 years ago are still around. We honor the treaty."
"Just you watch. He'll bring the entire area around New Vegas to it's knees,"
"Just follow orders Robert and the Organization won't be forced to kill you,"
"Spare me your empty threats Jackson. I'll be in my room if you really need me," Robert says before storming out of the room.
Chapter 1
In a small gas station turned bar just south of New Vegas
"Another round bartender," he yelled out.
The bartender comes by and drops another glass in front of the man.
"You want one buddy," the man says to the other man beside him.
"I don't drink. Now about why I contacted you,"
"First though, give me your name," the man with the drink says.
The other man sighs and says,"Chase, it's Chase. We'll leave it at that."
"Name's Bart, Bart Esterwhiles. Now about this business you wanted to conduct."
"I'm a bounty hunter and-"
"No kidding, what a coincidence. I'm one too," Bart spins in his seat sloshing some whiskey on the floor.
"No, no you're not. I know that for a fact. I also know for a fact you're related to the target," Chase says darkly.
"Ah, my cousin. Yeah, he always gets into trouble."
"I need to find him. So I can get paid for this job. I've already chased him from Primm to here. It's my understanding he went off to the mountains, but I don't know where and I don't want to stumble into Cazadors till I find him. So give me his exact location."
"Why should I tell you," Bart says incredously.
"Because you could have a very painful hole in your gut otherwise,"
"I see. I guess my cousin wasn't so great a guy anyway. He's in Red Rock Valley."
"The Great Khan place," Chase asks to be sure.
"That's the one kiddo. Now off you go,"
Chase gets up from his seat and walks towards the door and the next thing that happens is in a blink of an eye. Bart had turned around in his chair drawing a .357 Magnum from his coat, but before he could line it up Chase turns around and puts a shot into Bart's head with a .44 Magnum.
The rest of the patrons eye Chase, but don't make any moves. When it was clear no one else was going to try anything Chase turns around and walks out the door.