I do not own anything but the characters I create in this story
Just a heads up im going to be changing a couple things in the fallout universe like their will be cars and planes so yeah just go along with it.
He could only focus on the next step with every passing minute the blood leaking from his arm from the crash dripped onto the ground leaving a trail through the bright windswept wasteland of dc. He had crashed his fighter plane when he was escaping two other fighters from the C.C.F (Chinese Communist forces). You see john laine, was a muscled young man wearing scorched green combat armour and a combat helmet with an assault rifle slung across his back an smg on the right side of his hip and an old but well kept and polished silver pearl handled six shooter colt revolver strapped to his left thigh, two trench knives stuck out from the tops of his combat boots completing his mobile armory his face was almost covered by a green facecloth but two icy blue eyes stared out onto the vast waste of the capitol wasteland, with a wisp of light brown hair sticking out from beneath his helmet.
He knew he didn't have too much time to live witch made getting to the citadel all the more important he really had no Idea where he was going he was just following the directions from his platinum coated standard issue military pip-boy.
You see he was from the upper part of California where there was a medium to large military base which had escaped the bombardment and the general had immediately gone into action securing his troops into a large underground bunker where they had trained others in the same ways they had been trained and so saved a small part of the us military. They had grown and prospered when they came out into the world, they had immediately set about rebuilding civilization in the region they had the industry to manufacture assault rifles power armour combat armour fighter planes vertibirds even gatling lasers. But they where small in comparison to a foe they found out about only a couple of years ago the C.C.F came in and immediately tried to take over and with the help of the brotherhood forces and the us army they were repelled. But a long battle ensued and even though the brotherhood and the army weren't friends they knew they had to work together but a massive ambush by the C.C.F wiped both sides out.
John knew he had to get word of this to the brotherhood in the area and that he had to do it at any cost he didn't mind the pain as part of the Special Forces detachment he was trained in everything from withstanding torture to flying planes and of course fighting techniques and how to shoot. What did disturb him was the fact that he might not get to leave a mark on this world and until then he hadn't given much thought to that. Suddenly he was yanked out of his thoughts when he heard the sounds of laser rifles and assault rifles and he double timed it to the next dune. He peeked over and what he saw gave him a little hope because over the next hill where what seemed to be badly dressed waste Landers attacking a brotherhood of steel patrol and suddenly he heard a large boom and suddenly his pip boy didn't work "dam, emp Where the fuck did these guys get an emp."
Sarah Lyons was wondering the same thing when one of the raiders came up to her, she was completely immobilized by her power armour without any power it became a steel prison and the raiders knew it. "Well well well what do we have hear you brotherhood of steel guys think your all high and mighty in your power armour well guess what sucks being on the losing side doesn't it." "Whose helping you I know you couldn't get this tech on your own now tell me" said Sarah "Wouldn't you like to know" he said as he put the barrel of his pistol up to her head and suddenly a grenade blew up behind the raider sending shrapnel through his stomach.
John knew he was facing long odds down there, there were around 30 raiders all armed with some type of gun, all he had was about ten grenades two packs of psycho and his guns and training. He had to save those people he knew the brotherhood didn't like the army so he would need a way in and he had to get his message out. So hear goes nothing he thought as he injected a shot of psycho into his arm feeling the raw fiery adrenaline rush through his system and prepared to throw his grenades, just then he saw what he thought was the leader of the wasters put a gun to what he though in his opinion an attractive young lady, "Well this looks like a great time to ruin someone's day as he lobbed the first grenade behind the guy with the gun and proceeded to throw the others in quick succession.
Sarah ducked her head against her armour as explosions rained down from the sky and as she looked up a scene that disturbed even her battle hardened eyes greeted her as a mysterious figure dressed in scorched and ragged olive drab combat armour unleashed himself upon theses raiders as he came sprinting down the hill taking out 5 of the remaining 23 raiders with well aimed shots from an assault rifle before running out of ammo and knocking a raider out with the but of his gun and parrying a side swipe with a pipe by a raider and then slinging the gun onto his back and pulling out his smg and putting a bullet straight into his heart, he then took the body and soaked up some of the raiders fire while shooting three more with his smg and stopping for a moment behind a pile of barrels two slam a fresh clip into the smg when suddenly a loud explosion right next to the man ripped through the silence of the night.
John looked up from behind the barrels to see a raider carrying a modified m-79 grenade launcher with a chestnut stock and shotgun like barrel all painted black as the nighttime sky. Just as he looked up he saw the raider take aim and he had just enough time to duck as another explosion sent vibrations into his spine this time he wasted no time standing up and unloading a half a clip into the guys chest. And spraying five of his friends in the face with bullets and hearing click, click, click.
"Whoever this guy is he can really handle himself in a fight" Sarah thought while watching this go on and then she heard his gun run out of ammo and what she saw next really amazed her as he pulled out an honest to god six shooter from the old western films as he took out six guys with each shot and then holstered the beautiful weapon and that left two raiders with hunting rifles aiming at him, as he went into a crouch then roll and suddenly two trench knives appeared out of the raiders chests. And when the stranger got up she could see he had some knew and old wounds that were bad as he collapsed out cold on the ground. She maneuvered herself just right to reach the emergency valve under the chest plate and felt a sense of weightlessness as she got out of the armour wearing a grey tank top and running shorts she sprinted to the man to see his injuries. " Oh my god its worse then I thought dusk get the med kit gallows call in a vertibirds ill apply pressure to stop the bleeding" she said as she squeezed him with her body intertwined with his. "Whoa Sarah if that's all I needed to do to get a hug out of you, you should have told me" said Kodiak behind her, "Dusk please kick him in the ass" Sarah said coolly, " Ahhh" came a strangled reply from Kodiak.