Nikolai knelt down and sipped the irradiated water. It tasted like poison, probably because it was. Even after the water purifier was infected with the FEV virus, super mutants still roamed experiments of vault 87. Not immune to the deadly FEV virus, a product of the enclave. Despite his efforts five years ago, the wasteland was no safer. This had infuriated the enclave leader, the self appointed President Eden. And here Nikolai was now, on the run.
He heard crisp footsteps created by metal boots behind him and started running before he even saw who it was. Bullets flew past his head and blew his hair. Lasers zapped as they hit the solid, dead, ground. He dodged around small rocks and dived for the nearest boulder, fifty metres from three enclave soldiers, he looked down at his rusty old rifle and hoped it would not let him down. He leant behind the rock, stood up and took aim at a soldier on the far left. As he pulled the trigger a large crack echoed in the valley he once thought was safe, the bullet travelled straight towards the soldier's head. By the time he had seen the Vault Boy stand up the soldier was falling, a .32 calibre bullet through his eye socket. He swiftly dropped as a soldier fired a whole magazine of his laser rifle at the rock. It began to chip and crumble as the other soldier dragged his fallen comrade back towards cover.
Nikolai reloaded his rifle and worked up the courage to stand up again, this time he caught the solider that had fired at him reloading, it took two bullets to the head through the soldier's futuristic looking power helmet. Two down, one to go he thought to himself. He dropped his rifle and pulled out his large revolver. He was going to enjoy this. He slowly snuck around the rock cautiously, and crept towards where the final soldier who was mourning the loss of his fellow comrade. Nikolai made a loop around the soldier and stalked behind him. He put the gun to his helmet with a slight clank and the soldier knew it was all over, he did not even try to turn around. He squeezed the metallic trigger three times, one to pierce the hard metal of the power helmet, two to kill.
The soldier dropped onto his dead brother as the two .44 rounds penetrated his skull. Nikolai picked up the soldier's hefty laser rifle and put it in his backpack, then he was off again. Just another lost soul in the wasteland.
