Fallout New Vegas: The two Brotherhoods
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Prologue…
( ): Thoughts
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In Vault 0…
The inner sanctum of the Vault known as Vault 0 was currently filled with activity as Scribes, Knights, and Paladins were hard at work in their various tasks. Ever since the defeat of the Calculator at least two and a half decades ago the Vault that was once NORAD was working night and day to help establish the control of the Brotherhood of Steel in the Midwest. Already the massive manufacturing facilities inside the deeper recesses of the Vault were hard at work in making new supplies of weapons, ammunition, medical supplies and armor for the needs of the Brotherhood.
The two and a half decades was a boon to the Midwestern Brotherhood ever since it's separation from the original Brotherhood back in the East Coast. Their beliefs that the Brotherhood's survival lay to recruiting from the outside which had once been seen as foolishness and risky by those in the Lost Hills Bunker had been proven to be accurate. While the core Brotherhood groups that made their group had recovered to a greater level, their numbers were more than adequate for their needs and the survival of their group.
The Tribals they recruited proved to be both hardy and skilled as well as capable, and one of their greatest soldiers and a legend among them had been a Tribal as well. The one called Griffin who had been a low ranking Initiate under the command of General Barnaky and a leader of a squad of fellow Tribals had risen to the rank of General and was recognized as the greatest of them all…and he had made the most noble of all sacrifices.
He had merged with the Calculator, leaving his mortal shell and becoming one with the Calculator to allow the Brotherhood to access all of this vast resources and functions. Through his noble and selfless act, the Brotherhood had grown much stronger and now had become the sole force that stood as protector to a large number of settlements, and towns. These settlements and towns provided them access to food, resources, and recruits to allow them to flourish as well as grow, and while they did have some troubles at times, the people under them trusted them well enough for their security, medical care, training, and technology.
The Bunkers that they had used in the wars they fought with the Bandits and Raiders, then the Beastlords, the Super Mutants under Gammorin/Paladin Latham, and then the Robot horde of the rogue Calculator had also been expanded. With the aid of the Calculator's Robots and their allies, these bases had been made much larger to house more facilities for the needs of the growing Brotherhood and more besides.
Griffin had also forged alliances with many groups that had in turn provided the Brotherhood new avenues of recruitment that would have never happened under the original Brotherhood. The Ghouls of Quincy, Kansas City, and those wandering the Wastes who sought peace became valued allies for their resistance to radiation and toxins and served well not just as soldiers but and engineers and technicians in places that were too dangerous for regular humans.
The forces of Super Mutants under Gammorin were able to serve the Brotherhood in many ways, those who were of considerable intellect…for Super Mutants worked alongside Ghouls and Humans to help improve old technology and develop new ones, while others served in the front lines and helped in settlements.
The Death-claws under the Matriarch were part of the Brotherhood's forces, serving both in the field of battle and for security, finding a niche of their own. After years of hard discussion and diplomacy, the Reavers were part of the Brotherhood, sharing their technological expertise and resources as well as their soldiers and scientists to further the cause of their new allies.
This was also supported by the fact that prior to his transformation, Griffin was married to Glenda Close, one of the high ranking Reaver leaders. This marriage had helped in the forging of cordial relations between the Reavers and the Brotherhood which resulted in the Reavers being allies of the Brotherhood, thus ending years of animosity between the two factions.
All of this was possible due to Griffin's willingness to place aside differences for the greater good of all, a concept that worked well with the Brotherhood's desire to survive by recruiting others from the outside. Over time this grew into something more as the placing of laws that outlawed discrimination of mutants proved helpful and while the rule of the Brotherhood was harsh in some ways, it had changed as the Brotherhood became more benevolent and wiser after the many harsh battles and struggles in making their mark in the world.
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Now however, the Brotherhood had other concerns to deal with apart from how to handle the soon to come meeting with the original Brotherhood of Steel. They had been getting news that concerned them all as the Elders along with the Calculator/General Griffin were looking over it all. Their scouts had recently gotten word of a massive force of Tribals moving through the lands and attacking towns where they went. The scouts reported that the force was taking slaves in the towns that they had defeated which was a concern for the Elders and Griffin though this horde was not attacking their lands and protectorates, but that could all change so they intended to watch and be prepared for this force that called itself Caesar's Legion. If they think that they were going to run over the Brotherhood, they were going to get a very PAINFUL beating for it.
However, they had also learned that a vast majority of this Legion was moving to the area of the Mojave Wasteland and apparently was at war with the New California Republic. They too were aware of the NCR though it had been quite some time since they had heard of the place. The news they recently got was less than good concerning the NCR, they were at war with the old Brotherhood and while the NCR were suffering heavy losses to the original Brotherhood, the Brotherhood also suffered losses and were hard pressed to replace them. And apparently the NCR was also in the Mojave Wasteland and setting a presence there to boot and had apparently fought with a chapter of the old Brotherhood of Steel stationed there with the chapter suffering badly and now in hiding.
The news of the NCR was not too good in their minds as the NCR seemed different from what the Elders recalled before they got packed away to chase the remains of the Master's Army years before. But they were curious on what was the reason the NCR, this Caesar's Legion, and the original Brotherhood were all there in the Mojave. What they learned after initial scout parties returned was shocking beyond belief.
"I cannot believe this…Hoover Dam is intact, and so is the old city of Las Vegas…I though the bombs would have destroyed that place."
One elder spoke seriously as they looked at the images and information while another spoke.
"It must have been rather lucky or had support from the outside to have evaded being obliterated. What exactly do we know of the place from the reports of the scouts?"
They looked it over and found to their surprise that not only was the city of Las Vegas very much intact and functional, but had a sizeable population of Tribals and Vault Dwellers to boot. The Tribals appeared to be re-educated considerably and were being led by gangs who appeared civilized but had some less than respectable reputations and despite their numbers would not be enough to hold the city indefinitely. The apparent leader of the city in every sense of the word was a man named Robert House and he commanded an army of Securitrons that seemed to be better armed than most…though not in the same way as the Robots that they commanded at this time and were no doubt the real security force of the city.
House himself was the maker of some sort of treaty that seemed to keep the balance of power stable. The treaty apparently focused on the dam and had 95 percent of the power given to the NCR as well as the old airport known as McCarran International Airport to serve as a base of operations for their forces. The Strip in turn would gain 5 percent of the power and immunity from being annexation by the NCR. It was a sly move but the Elders personally felt that sooner or later something would give.
The elders and Griffin looked at the data and learned of House's history and had to give the man credit for his intelligence and resources. But they knew that this was a situation that could go in the right path or the wrong one if elements would use the situation to their advantage. However, they had to admit that the resources in the Mojave Wasteland were too good to pass up as there were plenty of locations that could be of use.
They looked over the details carefully and it was not long before one of the Elders spoke to the rest.
"This is both interesting and disturbing…on one hand, the resources and technologies there could prove invaluable to all who gain them. However these same technologies and resources could be used for more destructive means and conquest as well. This Caesar's Legion is already proof of this, if they take New Vegas and gain it's resources and more, the actions they have already committed from what our scouts have told us will be even more pronounced. And there is no telling what would the NCR do with these resources if they are indeed already waging war with the Brotherhood and they find us. The NCR might very well attack us since we are still part of the Brotherhood and we will gain nothing by fighting them since we ourselves are not at war with them."
Another spoke as well.
"So what do you suggest we do? Going there to the Mojave carries great risks and it will be costly indeed and there is still the fact that crossing over the Divide will be even more filled with risks."
"That may be so, but we cannot ignore these discoveries either, this could be helpful for us in many ways and preventing war with the NCR through peace is welcome as well as keeping an eye on this Caesar's Legion so make sure that they do not become strong enough to be a threat to us here. I am not saying we dispatch a large force to the region due to the risks that we will no doubt be expecting. Therefore a medium sized but dedicated and well supplied detachment will be more than able to handle this assignment if we do it."
One other Elder shook her head and replied.
"That is risky, we will be dragging ourselves into a situation which will no doubt become a deadly trap. We will be risking the attention of both the NCR and this Legion when we are still securing the outer borders of our protectorate and there is no telling how things will turn out."
"That is true, I do not contest that, but we can gain little and may lose even more by doing nothing either, we must not forget that we ourselves took the risk of speaking against those in Lost Hills concerning our isolation. And look how far we all have come, we have done a lot more and faced a greater deal of adversity than the original Brotherhood had ever faced in it's creation. If we can at least be able to have a say here, we can gain something that can very well be a benefit not just to us, but to those under our charge. Besides that, there is no doubt that we will be encountering both the NCR and this Caesar's Legion at some point and no doubt that things then will be very dangerous, meeting them sooner rather than later is better for us in the long run, since there is much that we can do at that point."
The other Elders were deep in discussion over their options and weighed their choices as well as the consequences of their choices. They also weighed in on the benefits and risks of establishing a foothold in the Mojave since it would mean being close to those who were once their comrades in arms. Not to mention exposing themselves to at least two potential enemies and possibly a slew of others as well.
Griffin then spoke.
"If we do dispatch this force, we must make sure that they have all the resources that they need and a place to set up. It will take time for us to prepare this force, we will use the time to also reinforce our holdings. If we were caught off guard while building this force by the Legion if they attack us, then we will pay for it. Once we have reinforced our borders and tightened security, we will be ready, and should we be forced into a fight, the Legion...and if necessary, the NCR will find out that the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel is not going to be easily defeated."
The Elders talked it over and they knew that this was a situation that they could not avoid and could make use of as well. If they could even show to the Brotherhood chapter in the Mojave that they could gain more by being open minded and willing to put aside differences, then they could be aided in what they were in and this could even prove to the Elders in Lost Hills that it was far better to open themselves to the outside world than to remain trapped in their old traditions forever. This could even be used to break the back of the Legion if it came to that, a force that massive would mean that their best leaders would be there in forefront as well to keep their men in line. Taking these leaders out would be a key to shattering this Legion and leaving them scattered before they would be able to gather and become a threat like the Calculator had been in the past when it was still a rogue force when the Legion would turn on them next after taking this...New Vegas.
They could even be able to find out what was the reason for the hostility between the NCR and the older Brotherhood. If they could find out the reason and prove to the NCR that while they were indeed part of the Brotherhood they were not enemies, then it would make sure that they would not be facing the NCR and be caught in an unnecessary war. As for House, there was a chance that they would be able to gain his support and together they could help give life back to the Wasteland and rebuild humanity.
As all avenues were studied and calculated by Griffin and the Elders, they knew now that this expedition would indeed play a role to shaping the Wasteland and Humanity in general. They would have to prepare and plan not just to establish their foothold, but to establish ties with groups who could help them in the long run in their stay in the Mojave. Like what they had done years before, forging alliances was key to provide vital manpower and recruits and gaining access to local resources was just as vital to minimize the need for them to establish long and possibly vulnerable supply lines and convoys. Though this time, with the support of the Calculator's Robots, then things would be a lot easier and these machines could prove valuable in ways apart from warfare itself.
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It would have taken a long time to build the expedition to the Mojave as it had been when the first airships were made. But with the Calculator's resources and facilities, that was not going to be the same case as it was in the past. The expedition force would have all that they would need for this mission, and only the best would be sent out to handle this assignment. Already one of the best Generals of the Midwestern Brotherhood would be sent to lead the expedition along with a host of trusted officers.
General Lawrence was the son of General Dekker and his wife Paladin Holtz and like his parents had risen in rank through battle and service. He too was open minded as his father and would be key to leading the expedition and he too supported the move as he understood the reasons behind it though there was no doubt in his mind that things were going to change as soon as they arrived on site. If there was one thing he knew, anything could happen once the lines were drawn in the field of battle.
He was not the only one as some of the best Knights, Initiates and Paladins as well as Scribes were getting ready for this mission. These forces were joined by a select number of Super Mutants as well as Death Claws and Ghouls. They in turn would be supported by Robots to provide them with numbers and firepower as well as mechanized armor support if they so needed it. So far it was estimated that it would take at least six to ten months to prepare the expeditionary force with all the supplies, weapons, equipment, and vehicles they would need. This force would also have a mix of new Initiates and seasoned brothers to even it up with the veterans training the recruits to make sure that they would be ready for anything. The Initiates would be from those who had the most promise and the brothers would be the more seasoned and experienced thus far.
Griffin however wanted someone else to be part of this mission…someone who he felt would be well suited for what was to come.
His first born son…
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Ten months later...
Brotherhood Knight Darien walked into Vault 0 with his M16A1 in hand, his Siq Sauer pistol in it's holster on his right hip, a Combat Knife in it's sheath on his left shoulder in easy reach, and his trusted Sniper Rifle on his back with it's harness on his side, over his Metal Mark 2 Armor. He was on his way to speak to his mother and father one last time before he met up with General Lawrence and the rest of the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel Mojave Detachment. Already the force was fully assembled for their mission into the Mojave and they were going in fully armed and supplied. There were several Hummers that were built in Vault 0 itself along with a number of recon Scouters, several Armored Personnel Carriers, several newly made Armored Supply Trucks, and three newly rebuild Tanks. They were not the only ones as several Pacification Robots along with several massive Behemoths were coming along. These were naturally supported by Hover Robots and a few more of the re-purposed Calculator Robots to boot.
For Darien, this was a mission which was important in many ways and with great risk and he was willing to take that risk as well, he felt the same was true for those of the rest of the Expeditionary Unit, and he was proud that he was part of it. This reminded him of the stories his father once told him when he had been born five years before becoming the Calculator, he knew why his father did what he did and as such, he was not saddened by his father's fate. In fact he was proud of it and respected it well. The stories about how the Brotherhood in the early days took the risk to fight and carve a place in the harsh Wasteland of the Midwest and now here he was...taking part in something just as important as that.
He was not having illusions however, he knew the dangers of the mission and the risks if it failed badly, but he was ready, he had not spent nine years of hard work, training, and fighting to lose now. Many would have thought that having the legendary General Griffin and Glenda Close as parents would have given him a large ego but it did not. They had also thought that he was getting special treatment in his training years due to that same parentage, but he did not. Darien sweated and bled to make his way into being a Knight and hopefully to be a General. He wanted not to be judged by the legacy of his father and mother but by his own efforts, accomplishments, and merits as well. And after many months to nearly two years of fighting in border skirmishes and even black operations missions in and around the territories, he felt more than ready for this task.
Darien also honored his father by wearing the same Tribal Marking of his father on his face, a strange creature that apparently was the reason his father gained his name...Griffin. His father told him that long ago, the Shaman of his village had seen him playing with a toy of this exact creature and after learning of the creature's story, he had it marked on his father's face. It hurt a great deal due to it being burned into his skin but his father accepted it, finding the name fitting and apparently so did the Brotherhood when he was recruited...though many of the other Brotherhood members snickered at it. But they were hardly snickering now as his father used that name for his own squad when he began his career. Griffin Squad rose to such a high standing that they were placed to be in par with Dagger Squad, the elite of the Midwestern Brotherhood and for that, those who served in that Squad proudly wore it next to the symbol of the Midwestern Brotherhood.
As he walked through the halls, he was greeted with salutes by the lower ranking Initiates and Scribes while he in turn saluted those of higher rank and soon reached his mother's room. When he entered the room, Glenda smiled proudly at him and he smiled as he placed down his weapon and hugged his mother.
"Son...I am pleased that you have come to see your mother."
"How could I not take the time to visit you mother? And I must say that you have not aged at all."
The female Reaver smiled even more as she parted from Darien and replied.
"You apparently have earned your father's charm, I hope you don't end up getting into trouble for that, At any rate, I am happy that you dropped by, this...this might very well be the last time you and I will be able to see each other."
"I know...how are Fiona and Allen?"
Glenda sighed and looked at a nearby picture of her family and replied.
"Your sister is already passing the trials to be a full fledged Knight and your brother is already becoming a fully skilled Scribe...they are doing well, they would have been part of the Expedition, but I put...as my friend Cassandra said, 'put my foot down'. You were the one your father chose and they are needed here, and for that I am thankful. They were in another bunker but they sent word and said that they are proud of you."
Darien nodded sagely and replied.
"I am thankful, come on, I will be back and for all you know...I might come back and you can be a grandmother."
Glenda laughed at that and replied.
"I hope that you are not making that to cheer me up...come on we need to see your father."
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Later...
It was not long before Darien moved to one of the Hummers and was soon greeted by his commanding officer and Lawrence nodded and told him that he would be taking part of an initial recon team into the Mojave once they arrived there and established their base of operations. This was important as the rest of the team would be focusing on building their base in the Mojave. He was also told by Lawrence that there would be a need for them to be totally on the defensive before they could establish a Bunker in the area, and they had already picked a viable location well away from the majority of the population of the Mojave. Once that Bunker was established, then they would deploy teams to move out and recon the area.
Naturally Lawrence tells him of the rules of engagement in the event that they arrive and set themselves up in the Mojave. They were not to engage in combat with any NCR forces unless they were attacked for no reason. Likewise they were not to engage in combat with the Caesar's Legion unless attacked directly by them since doing so would attract the attention of the Legion. They were also forbidden from attacking any of the 'families' of New Vegas unless threatened or attacked first to avoid getting the attention of House.
They were also forbidden from revealing their location or existence to the NCR, Caesar's Legion, Robert House and his followers, and other factions in the Mojave, even the Mojave chapter of the Brotherhood. That would mean that they were not to use any equipment that had the symbol of the Midwestern Brotherhood, which was why ALL of their gear would be stripped of the symbol and they in turn would have to rely on security pass words and more to move around and meet with one another.
However, they were given the green light to fight with any other forces in the Mojave, namely raiders, bandits, wild animals, rogue Super Mutants who are threats, and more. They were also given full authority to salvage any and all technology that was not claimed, as well as taking any serviceable weapons and ammuintion that could help them all in the long run while they were in the Mojave
They were also to establish alliances with only those who have proven themselves trust worthy and would not betray the Brotherhood. They were also allowed to work with those who could be considered as trust worthy.
Once that discussion was completed, the Expeditionary Force was ready to go, they were to move slowly through the now secured lands and gather extra fuel and supplies if needed. Once they were at the borders, they were to move quickly and avoid any and all conflicts that could be avoided. In that time, they were also given full authority to engage those forces they could not avoid, salvage anything of use for the mission, and take any needed technology and information. This was their mission and goal.
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It took at least several days to nearly a week and a half for them to reach the outer borders of the lands controlled by the Midwestern Brotherhood, and once they were there, the formation of the convoy was altered. This time they were to move fast and stop only to refuel and re-supply as well as establish some markers to set up any viable supply and communication lines back to their territory. They were also to report any viable locations that could serve as potential settlement and bunker locations should the Brotherhood chose to expand their holdings in the rest of the land and also locate vital resources and supplies as well as villages not under the yoke of the Legion or anyone else for recruitment work. It was very radical, but it could be of great help in the long run and would serve as fall back locations if the Brotherhood lost their foothold in the Mojave.
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Darien was currently in one of the recon Scouters and they were to be part of a six vehicle recon team and in turn, two battle tested squads when they left the vehicles to recon or fight on foot. He had changed vehicles due to the fact that he was needed out at front recon work while the Hummer he was in was being used for convoy security. As he checked his M16A1 for any damage, he moved his neck a bit and removed the stiffness. The Scouters would always be uncomfortable and he was used to it, but he was still not happy with the whole situation as he cradled the weapon and watched the rest of the outside from the watching ports of the Scouter. The unit he was with would be ahead of the convoy and scout ahead as well as tie down enemy forces, taking out the ones that they could handle while calling in for support from the others if needed.
He had no doubt that as soon as they were there, things were going to be interesting and he was sure that sooner or later, he was going to be deep in it. The convoy had been on the move for at least seven months and were already reaching the outer areas of the Mojave Wasteland but the convoy had not gone without some scars either. Several vehicles were in need of repairs and some of the Initiates were wounded and had to be treated, others were killed and had to be given proper funerals once they were out of any battle zones. The Robots that were damaged but not lost in fighting the living dangers of the Wasteland also needed to be repaired and rearmed. The convoy was thankful for the supplies they had and the fuel that they stocked up before they went on this mission but they were still not going to relax until they got to the Mojave and set up their base of operations.
He finished his checking of his weapon and then readied himself to fire at any possible attacker that would try to shoot at the Scouter, but he was ready to jump out of the Scouter was compromised in any possible fashion. The months on the road were tough and he had some very close calls, but his trained and tested reflexes and skills saved him from death, though he now had some scars on his body. They hardly bothered him at all however and he was ready for the rest of the mission as the Scouters moved ahead. There was no doubt that in a few days they would be arriving at the borders of the Mojave Wasteland and soon they were going to be facing a whole new situation as well as a whole new slew of threats which had been documented by the scouts deployed months before. While the data was still good there was no telling what new threats had cropped up the last time the scouts had been in the area. This was not going to be easy and it was going to be a while before they were within the area of the Mojave so he was hoping that they were going to make it there soon.
Darien however had no idea that he was not going to be alone in this situation for another player was soon to enter the field.
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In the Mojave desert...
A young and very attractive blonde haired and green eyed woman looked around the area and hoped that until she got to the town that she was supposed to go for the new job that she had been hired to do. She wore a suit of Leather Armor and while it would give her some decent protection it did little to hide the fact that she had an attractive but strong figure that worked well with her height. She carried a 9mm Pistol and had a number of medical supplies as well as a Combat Knife in a sheath on her back. She had been hoping to finally take some time off but she knew that being out for the rest of the month was not in her blood as she needed to get out and do a job, and she needed the caps as well since there was no telling what was going to happen.
So far, her time in working with the Mojave Express was all right and despite the annoyance she felt when some of the men who were in the same profession were acting like perverts around her when they saw her, they knew better than to annoy her too much. The men and even some women she met in her previous jobs had not been so careful and she had lost count of the number of the number of times she had to deal with subtle and not so subtle ploys to get her in the sack. There were even occasions that she had to fight to keep herself from being kidnapped and taken as a slave and...well, used was the 'gentle' way of saying it, not that she was a technical virgin, having lost the proof of that in a training accident when she was getting ready in her youth for a life as a Courier.
Diana Reese was her name and she had been a Courier for a very long time and she had a reputation to go with it, she was a good looking and kindhearted gal who could give you a busted lip if you pushed her the wrong way, or a new incision if worse came to worse. She had lost her father at a young age and her mother who had been a mercenary in her younger days taught her all she knew before she passed away as well. This and the fact that living in the Mojave had made her a tough but fair, compassionate, and brave woman. She was still curious on what was the package since it seemed to be one heck of a payment involved even though she knew that it would be bad for business if she asked questions on just what she was delivering all the time. She also was curious about the client as she had to admit that the person had some serious funds for that sort of thing.
She stopped for a moment and gathered her wits about her and took a quick drink of water while chewing on some left over cooked Gecko meat from a pack. It was going to be a while before she was going to be in the town of Primm to get her package. She then looked at the order and wondered why was it that she was one of six other Couriers going to Primm. Normally it would not trouble her a great deal if more than one Courier was in the office, but the fact that they were being hired by the same man made her all the more wary and curious at the same time.
"Never take chances when things look bad hon, make the most of it and be open minded, but keep a hand near your weapons just in case."
That was something her father told her and her mother agreed with it while telling her to trust her gut as well.
But right now she was getting mixed signals from her gut as her mother put it. One feeling told her to turn the job down, the other feeling told her to take it and not only get paid since she needed the caps, but to figure out what the mystery was. She had no idea why this was the case, but she decided to go with her second feeling for now, she trusted her skills and experience so she was ready if things were to go down south as it were.
She had no idea that she was about to play a role that would shape the very future of the Mojave Wasteland and it's people forever, or that she was going to be aided by a man who was part of a force far beyond the Mojave who themselves were going to change the very fates of all who would meet them. The Mojave would never be the same ever again, that was for certain.
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To be continued…
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Author's Notes:
This is a new creation and the replacement for my Naruto Passion Deodorant story, and something that I have been working on in my mind for a bit now and so I committed it to paper before there came a time that I might have lost complete track of it. Anyway this was only possible since I had played Fallout Tactics years before so I know of the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel and how they operate. I am well aware that Fallout Tactics is not completely considered as canon though it is mentioned in Fallout 3 and the DLCs and in the lore of Fallout New Vegas, Caesar's Legion has a larger hold over Colorado so the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel by all rights would be severely weakened and not much of a threat, but this is Fanfiction so I am free to do what I can within reason to change that.
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In this version, Caesar's Legion is still powerful but has not gotten very far in the land and has not entered the Midwestern Brotherhood's territory, so they are focusing mostly to New Vegas and not yet at the Midwestern Brotherhood. And let's face it that with the Calculator's Robot forces, their Super Mutant, Ghoul, Reaver, and Death Claw allies, this version of the Midwestern Brotherhood is not going to be easy to deal with, even by the Legion's standards. But that does not mean that the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel are invincible either, they know that they had to be ready for anything since their scouts have told them of the rather unique way the Legion fights and operates so they see not a horde of tribals with delusions of grandeur and led by madmen, but a legitimate threat to their lands and their people. This is why they are willing to make a bold move if they see a chance and it will be the kind that will pay off in dividends as well.
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The original character in question is the fully grown son of my character Griffin in my game and Glenda's as well, and like his father is rising well in the ranks of the Brotherhood before being assigned as part of the force to go to the Mojave. He will be operating in the same way as his father did though he will be on his own for the first few chapters once I get this story off the ground. He is obviously not alone as I am going to have him working with another character who is also male and a good friend of his. And no, not THAT kind of friend, my character is a straight male and the same could be said for his friend.
And yes, I have also played a female Courier in the New Vegas game so you can bet that I have a female Courier in mind and also Good Karma. Before you readers get any funny ideas, my female Courier is also straight so she's not into women, and she will be working with one of my favorite followers Rose of Sharon Cassidy.
I'll let you do the math. And yes, there will be some lemony bits after a number of chapters, but don't expect it to be instant either, the Courier and Darien will have to work as one to get to that point that they trust each other to go that far. As for Cass and the other OC she will be working with...you'll never know how they might turn out.
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Anyway, since this is a crossover between two Fallout games, I plan to have equipment from the games be seen. This naturally means that the Fallout Tactics guns, supplies, and armor will be present and will even be used by the Courier if I so wish. They too will get mods though those will be similar to the ones in New Vegas but different at the same time. I will work to make some changes as well so don't expect them to be mere copies. There will be some real life mods on the weapons and some custom ones as well. And yes, while the Power Armor of the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel is not canon, I like it and I will therefore keep it so there.
What will be the results for the NCR, Caesar's Legion, House, the Mojave Brotherhood of Steel, and all the others once the Midwestern Brotherhood of Steel appears in the Mojave with their own brand of action and their rules?
You're just have to wait and see right?
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With that out of the way, I hope that you all will be nice enough to be patient with me as I place this story deep in ice before I work on it again. In the mean time feel free to comment and give thoughts and opinions on the matter.
Bye!
