Aiden's Song
A Fallout Story
I
A young man in battle armor fights to stay awake as morning sleet falls onto his face. Frozen there is a fixed expression of pure pain, he's been beaten badly, a mixture of burns, and melting snow.
Suspended across two powerful metal arms, He feebly grips an old cracked guitar with his fingers...
He's being carried by an exosuit.
"Come on kid, dropships comin'; gotta make the LZ." Says a weather-beaten voice, a female's voice, tough but concerned.
The female's exosuit groans and grinds forward despite it's own battle damage, this is elder Lyons. the two look like they've been through a war as they trudge through the snow.
Chunk.
Chunk.
The young man begins choking on his own blood.
Thud.
The old cracked guitar clatters to the ground.
"Damn! Stay awake Aiden. Aiden..!"