New Vegas was a place of gamblers and drunks, and the devious ones. It was there that the Strip lit up the night sky from miles away, luring all kinds of people to try their luck - that was if they could get in. Most, however, ended up dead along a deserted road, getting feasted upon by coyotes or feral ghouls.

There was a particular Courier that wandered the Mojave desert, delivering packages to those who paid. This Courier - a young, fiery woman - had been the ace in the deck, the knight in a chess game for a higher power. This higher power was simply called, "Mr. House". No one had ever seen him in person, in fact, no one even knew if he was human or not.

On one unfaithful night, the Courier was ambushed and shot in the head. She was buried in the cold dirt and left to rot. What no one had counted on was that the Courier had survived, stubborn as she was, and now wanted answers and revenge.

And so the Courier's long journey began in the small, quiet town of Goodsprings.

However...

That is not the story you will be told, but rather the one about the lanky, quiet girl who accompanied the Courier. The Courier's own sister, Aurora.

Unlike her gun-enthusiastic and angry sister, Aurora enjoyed simpler things like reading and creating bombs (though not using them herself). Aurora had been told she was useless in combat, to which she had agreed. Because of that, she mostly spent her time in the Presidental Suite in the Lucky 38 while her sister roamed the desert with an alcoholic woman called Cass (or Whiskey Rose).

With the company of the robodog, Rex, Aurora laid on the floor, elbows propped up to support her back as she read the Big Book of Science. She was interrupted from her reading when the elevator doors opened and a familiar ding echoed through the suite. "Welcome back, Nova!" She yelled from the entertainment room. "How'd it go? With Caesar and all..."

The Courier, Nova, grunted, kicking off her dirt stained boots, "Sonofabitch thinks I'll work for him. Found that bastard who shot me, though. I put a bullet right through his brain."

"Oh... Well, I'm glad that you're okay at least."

Nova poked her head in the doorway, grinning like an idiot with something behind her back. "Got a gift for you."

Aurora raised her brow, curiosity quickly taking hold of her, "What is it?" She asked and discretely tried to peek behind her sister's back.

"Here." Nova held out a gun to Aurora, a soft smile on her face. "Think it was called Maria or somethin'."

The gun was a simple 45 caliber with a beautiful, gemstone spotted engravement on its grip that depicted the virgin Maria with her arms raised to the sky as if she was calling out to god himself. Aurora took it in her hand, surprised that it didn't weigh too much. Surprisingly, it was also clean and not a speck of rust could be seen on the surface. She smiled and thanked her sister with a tight hug. "I can't believe a thing like this still exists! I mean, look at it! It is engraved with fucking gemstones! And don't get me started on mother Mary..."

"Don't worry," Nova gave her a pat on the head, "I won't even ask about it." Her eyes then turned serious as she said in a hushed voice, "I found something really weird on my way back. It was a satellite, but it was lit up and it projected a moving eye on what used to be a drive-in cinema board. It was fuckin' looking at me, I swear. It saw me."

Aurora furrowed her brows and bit her lip, "Are you sure? You weren't like... stung by a Cazador? Were you drunk?"

Nova scoffed and yelled, "No! I know what I saw!" She ran a hand through her unwashed, auburn hair and continued, "Maybe I'm not as smart as you, but that thing was high-tech. Not even the Brotherhood has that kind of technology. Just... pack some things and I'll show you. It's not far, maybe a day or two of walking." She looked at Aurora with pleading eyes.

With a sigh, Aurora reluctantly agreed and started packing her things in a duffel bag. 'A day or two my ass...' She thought and shook her head.

"Huh... that is... um... well... it's-"

Nova hushed her sister, "Strange? I know."

Aurora crouched down and tapped the glass dome which was emitting a glowing blue light. "What the hell is this thing?" She asked herself, baffled by the strange satellite.

Nova crouched down beside her, "Dunno, I thought you would have an idea." She shot Aurora a quick glance.

"Well..." Aurora began to twist the dome, "I'm not sure, but it could be a tracker or a capsule? Who knows." The dome popped off and revealed... yet another glass dome. "Or maybe it's a fucking piece of trash. Just a possibility." One thing the sisters had in common was their short temper.

"Yeah now it's trash, you freaking broke it!"

"I didn't, I was just-what the hell?"

With a flash of bright light, they had vanished. No trace of them was left behind, and it was as if they had never existed at all. They were simply... gone.