I've decided to take down and rewrite my pokemon fanfiction when I can get better ideas, so to keep me preoccupied I'm doing a FalloutNV one :3

The Bullet That Failed

(Narator-POV)

It was a hot as hell morning in the Mojave, as always, and a young woman by the name of Manasa was on the road was heading north to Vegas; she had just left Goodsprings so she had a long way to go. She also had to get there soon or her pay would be deducted.

She had long blonde hair tied back in a loose pony tail. Her armor wasn't very good especially for how far her destination was, it consisted of she had faded dark blue jeans, a white tank top, and a pair of well-made brown boots. In her left pocket was a platinum poker chip, this was her package to be taken to New Vegas as soon as possible.

Though, she had not noticed the group of well-armed men trailing her. She stopped after hearing footsteps nearby, she turns too slowly and feels a massive blow to the back of her head and falls unconscious.

(Manasa-POV)

I awake with a piercing pain in the back of my head, I feel that I have been gaged and my hands have been tied together. I look forward to see 5 men, four Great Khans and a man in a checkered suit, behind them was a stunning view of Vegas at night, I knew the lights shone for miles but I was awe struck by its majesty. Then I remembered I have just been mugged and they were about to do God knows what with me, so I do the most obvious thing to do in this situation, struggle to remove my restraints.

Suddenly the man in the suit turns and says "Hey looks who's awake, sorry it had to end this way, I'm sure we could have had lots of fun but this… is more important" pulling out the poker chip I was carrying.

I begin to struggle even more while he continued his rant until one of the Khans interrupts saying "Can we kill her already".

The man in the suit says something to him but couldn't hear over the sound of my struggling. He then turns to me and pulls out an engraved 9mm pistol says something I couldent hear over the sound of my screaming, and pulls the trigger.

(Narrator-POV)

Three minutes had passed and two figures were on their way to investigate the gunshot from the graveyard. One was a securitron with a smiling cowboy face on its screen, the other was a man with short messy brown hair, a deathclaw skin duster, a dark green t-shirt, armored blue jeans, fingerless gloves, and black hiking boots.

The man turns to the robot with a annoyed look on his face and says "Victor it was probably just a someone getting shot in the wasteland just like yesterday, today, the next day, and the next day after that, it happens every fucking day and you wake me the one night after so many others, why!"

Victor doesn't turn or stop but continues forward and replies, "There's something more to this night."

The man sighs and continues forward, glad to get that off his chest. They reach the top of the hill looking around in search of human activity.

Victor shouts "Found someth'n"

The man walks over to see a shallow grave surrounded in cigarette butts with a shovel thrown to the side. Victor immediately begins to dig, slowly due to his the large clunky claws. The man sighs and grabs the shovel, knowing he'll be doing all the work tonight.

"She don't look too good" Victor said "but she might live if we get her to the doc's house fast"

The man grunts as he lifts her up looking at the hole in her head. "Alright lets go see the good doctor than" he says with a solemn smile on his face.

(Manasa-POV)

I awake to the bright light of a ceiling lamp. I get up my vision getting hazy I'm able to sit up straight on the bed but I'm stopped by an old man.

"Your awake, good to see, but try not to move around too much you've been out a couple of days now. The names Doc Mitchel, and welcome to Goodsprings" he says with a warm smile "can you tell me your name"

"It's Manasa, what happened to me" I ask while holding the side of my aching head.

"You were shot in the head and left for dead but two of the locals dug you back up"

"So that wasn't a dream….what's wrong" I ask after noticing him failing to maintain eye contact with me.

He sighs and hands me a mirror. I'm shocked to see a small but very hard to miss scar the side of my forehead. I quickly get over it and hand back the mirror thinking that this is the least of my worries. I try to get up he helps me but stops me from leaving.

"I'll need you to take a few tests to see if you fit enough to leave and you can't leave until Gallus comes back with your stuff"

I suddenly realize I'm in my underwear and cover myself with the blanket from the bed.

He chuckles a waves me to another room saying "Don't worry I'm a professional I didn't do anything like that to you come on we need to see it that bullet didn't anything important with it"

I pass the tests with flying colors and he says "Feel free to wait for Gallus and your stuff"

"Um… actually who is Gallus" I ask.

"Oops I forgot to tell you he was the one two who saved you the other being Victor the securitron"

Suddenly three loud thuds come from the door, until Doc Mitchel gets up with a sigh and says "that's probably him now".

He opens the door and a man who couldn't be much older than me walks in with my clothes saying "Alright everything is cleaned…now" he turns to me and holds out his hand "I expect payment"

"I don't have any money" I say, feeling pretty annoyed with my so called savior.

"Oh goody than I get to take something of yours" he yelps with joy dropping my things on the ground and rooting through it with a smile on his face. Doc Mitchel smacks him upside the head with a scowl on his face.

"I was only kidding" he said with a grin "the names Gallus…..this is where you introduce yourself."

"My name is Manasa" I say glad that he isn't the asshole I made him out to be.

"Uhhhh you might want to go get dressed" he says looking at the ceiling with a blush on his face.

I shriek and rush to the bathroom with my clothes in hand, slamming the door behind me with a massive blush on my face.