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A lone traveller was walking down the road, his combat shoes stomping on the asphalt that has cracked decades ago. He wore a long sleeveless leather duster, covered with straps and reinforced with both deathclaw's skin and combat plates, which protected his torso. There was also an Old World Flag painted on his duster's back. The man's hair was covered by a red beret, his mouth by a breathing mask and a pair of lucky shades covering his eyes. The man was pretty tall, at least one meter eight centimetres with his both arms covered in scars so much, that it was hard to find a spot that wasn't scarred one way or another. The man also had nothing on his back or wrist and there was an air of danger surrounding the individual.
The man sighed as he glanced left and right. Everywhere he looked, he could see a desert and an occasional old world's relic, be it a long derelict car or a gas station, all of which he had already explored. Right now though, he was currently on his way to Nipton, a town raided by the Caesar's Legion sometime ago. The Legion were a bunch of tribes conquered by the man named Caesar who planned on taking over New Vegas and making it into a capital city for his nation. Unfortunately for him, he never saw that plan reach the fruition as the traveller killed him before he could accomplish his goal.
This man had many names, he was known as: Bane of the Ceasar, Wild Card of the NCR, but most people knew him as a Courier Six. During his time in the Mojave Wasteland, many things changed, some for better, some for worse. As the scorching sun blazed on the man, the time went on it silence. It seemed like everything that cared for its' life stayed as far away as it could from the man, humans and mutants alike.
It didn't take long until he reached his destination. The town was deserted, its' inhabitants dead for a few months already. One could see that radroaches, bloat flies or other creatures made the town into their new home. Seeing this, the man decided that it was as good time as any to gather some more meat for future uses. He pulled out the MF Hyperbreeder Alpha, a custom made recharger pistol, aimed it at the nearest bloat fly and pulled the trigger. A yellow beam of light was sent by the gun and hit the target between the eyes.
The insect exploded in a huge green explosion, killing the other specimens with a green shock wave before it turned into yellow pile of ash. The man walked up the corpses of the flies and searched them, finding some more meat for his future adventures. Even the ash pile gave him a huge chunk of meat, which should not be the case. The man stood up and went on through the rest of the town, doing the same thing over and over again until he was fairly certain he got rid of most of the insects.
Once he was done, he walked past the Nipton and walked up to a crashed satellite. There he pulled out an odd device, that looked like it was taken straight from a B-class Science Fiction movie. It was know as Big Mountain Transpoltarponder, a device designed by the Think Thank, which allowed him to teleport between any place in the Mojave Wasteland and the hidden research facility. The back casing was orange with an aqua-colored clear glass top containing an electronic chip to the end and a concentration of lightning in the rest, with a barrel sticking out from the front attached via black tubes running down the sides. The man pulled the trigger and then was enveloped by a blue light, before he was gone, no trace left behind.
In the different time, different place, a man stood in front of five hovering fish tanks with brains inside of them. They were known as the Think Tank, the brightest minds of the twenty first century.
"THE LOBOTOMITE HAS RETURNED, OUR LOBOTOMITE. IT IS GREAT TO SEE YOU AGAIN HERE WITH US!" Doctor Klein shouted as someone once again turned up his volume knob way too much.
"Yeah, yeah, I can hear you clearly Klein. So, what is this so called "breakthrough" that you wanted to show me?" The courier asked and gave the brain a deadpan.
"WE, THE MIGHTY THINK THANK HAVE FINALLY MANAGED TO DO THE IMPOSSIBLE! WE HAVE CREATED A DEVICE THAT WILL LET US TRAVEL BETWEEN DIMENSIONS! BEHOLD OUR GENIUS!" Doctor Klein declared and hovered to the man before he handed out the device to the courier. It looked oddly similar to the Big Mountain Transpoltarponder, with the exception of having three tubes with electricity in it.
"Oh, really? And why did you build it in the first place? I hope you weren't planning on using it to escape from here and leave me behind?" Courier asked calmly as he inspected the device.
"THAT'S… a good question. WHY DIDN'T WE THINK OF IT?" Klein asked as he turned out to his colleagues.
"Well, doctor Klein. We have already talked with you about it, And we have decided that it was the courier who should test it in the first place. Someone smart and on our side," Doctor Dala answered as she gave a loving look to the courier.
"Oh… I see, then maybe I shouldn't have installed an auto start in the device...," The Klein muttered to himself.
"You did what…?!" Courier asked before an intensive blue light surrounded him and then he was gone.
"...Well, that was unexpected. So… does anyone here has got any idea how to bring him back?" asked doctor Borous.
"Well, we could build another one, but I don't know if we have got necessary components to do that," doctor Zero said as he tried to comprehend what has just happened.
"VERY WELL! WE SHALL DO IT, AND HOPE THAT HE DOESN'T LOBOTOMIZE US ONE HE GETS BACK! … That sounded way better in my head," Doctor Klein said before the Think-Tank got back to work.