I do not own the Fallout universe. This story is written as entertainment. No infringement is intended and no profit is made.
This story will be kind of a prequel to Fallout: New Vegas and Fallout 3. It takes place in the year between the events of Fallout 2 and the two newer games. I am very busy in real life but I will try to upload a new chapter when ever I have free time. Please enjoy!
War. War never changes.
Humanity's hunger for violence has remained the same throughout the millennia. Since the beginning of history, blood has been spilled from ever-thinkable reason from ideology to ethnicity, from territory to wealth.
The Great War was the inevitable result of the path humanity had chosen. For two brief hours, nuclear fire and radiation nearly wiped the Earth clean of life. A great cleansing that destroyed almost everything in its path.
But humanity lived on. Some were able to find safety in great, underground shelters known as the vaults. But the vaults have a hidden, sinister purpose. They were never meant to save anyone; instead their goal was to test humanity's responds under extreme situations.
One of such vaults was Vault 15 in California. After generations of over-population, a group of vault dwellers decided to leave their homes and search for a new life in the wasteland. Despite overwhelming odds, the vault dwellers managed to prospered, building a respectable community out of the broken remains of the old world. Though trade and cooperation, other surviving communities soon unite under their banner. In time, they formed the New California Republic. Dedicated in restoring order and progress to the wasteland, as well as old world ideals that were long forgotten, democracy, liberty, and the rule of law.
To their south, another community has arisen. A techno-religious organization descended from some of the best and the brightest in the old world military. The Brotherhood of Steel, a group determined to preserve knowledge of the old world. Although they believe in protecting humanity, they follow a strict code of technological secrecy. They only share technology to their choosen few, and even fewer were allowed to join them.
For many years, although tensions exist between the two factions, they live together in peace, for survival in a hostile land requires them to cooperate with people that they might not entirely trust.
As time passed on, the republic grown in the strength as the Brotherhood's isolationist ways made the weaker and more irrelevant every passing day. Determined to regain power, the Brotherhood plans to take away all advanced technology from the hands of outsiders by force.
This aggressive act will have terrible consequences for all. A total war on a scale not seen in more then two centuries will be ignited.
Life in the wasteland is about to change.
Before I start the main story, I will admit that I am kind of bias towards the NCR, since I view them as the best hope for humanity's long term survival. But I will try to portray the Brotherhood in a sympathetic manner as well instead of being just technology hoarding bullies.