A/N- I am aware that this may go against the lore of Fallout slightly but there aren't any major changes. The only changes worth mentioning are that the SS has a British accent and instead of the army, he served in an International Task Force. It's also worth me mentioning that there will only be light romance in this story and nothing sexual. This is my first ever story, hope you enjoy it :-)
THE WAY THINGS ARE
A cold November morning at Fort Independence, now known solely as 'The Castle', seems an ideal time for me to finally write this log, after all being the absolute leader of a faction as large as the Commonwealth Minutemen certainly keeps me busythroughout
the course of the day. This was why I enlisted the help of friends I've met since I firstthawed out of Vault 111. But that is something I'd prfer to forget for the time being, maybe I'll talk of that a little later, you'llfirst want to know
a little something about me.
I was born far from here, VERY far. A small island across the Atlantic Ocean, no idea how it looks now, but I'm glad that I wasn't there to see what befell it. I came to America as part of an International Task Force back in 2064, besthand-picked
warriors the West had to offer is what they called us. It was our job to do themissions nobody else wanted to do, to go to places where nobody wanted to be or nobody wanted us there, and to all come back alive. I was a Captain in this TaskForce,
we worked closely with the US military and it's allies in places such as the European Front, the Arabian Campaign, and the Liberation of Anchorage.
After my time in the military came to an end, I found myself in a pretty hard place, I couldn't hold down another job, I was struggling to pay rent on my less than impressive home, and was out most nights trying to drown away my sorrows andbad memoriesI'd
been given by this terrible war.
And then I saw her, this one girl kept looking at me as if nonchalantly checking me out. I was about to make the first move but she beat me to it, she came over and started talking to me, we flirted for a while then she asked if she could take mehome,
long story short I ended up marrying her and having a son. Then it seems the world around us just ran out of time.
The bombs were falling all over the globe, we were rushed into Vault 111 and narrowly missed the bomb that struck Boston. Now that is a memory I wish I could erase, the sight of that mushroom cloud over this city that I've come to love. So intothe
Vault we went, we were given the blue jumpsuits that I had heard every Vault Dweller was given upon arrival, and were then escorted into a room full of pods for 'decontamination'. Next thing I knew, I could feel a huge chill in every bone in mybody
as the world faded to black.
I don't know how long had passed when I saw the world come back into focus, when I saw the strange men in what looked like hazmat suits unlock the pod that held my wife and child, then into view came a bald man, he had a weird piece of metal on his arm,didn't
exactly look like the science type. One of the scientists then tried to take my son from Nora (my wife), but Nora resisted as any mother would... He shot her, the bastard shot her.
I left the vault and did all I could to find myson, long story short, he was head of something known as the Institute. An organisation sprouting from the old CIT. A lot has happened since I left the vault, a lot that you probably don't need
to know about,so let's move on.
I'm the General of the Minutemen as you may or may not already know and due to always being laden with tasks myself, I decided to oppoint people I had met and trusted as my staff.
Preston Garvey was my 2IC (Second in Command), when I'm not around, he's in charge, simple arrangement.
Ronnie Shaw is the senior drill instructor of the new recruits, she's in charge of making Minutemen out of the average settler.
The intelligence sector of the Minutemen that I had recently established in conjunction with the Railroad was headed by Deacon, his job was to keep a close eye on any potential major threats whilstalso assisting in any Railroad covert activity.
The Minutemen also needed a way of keeping the peace in the major settlements we'd established such as Starlight Drive-In, a city designed as a stopping point for the weary traveller, Hangman's Alley, a trading hub, and of course The Castle, our main
/Base of Operations. As a result we needed some kind of police, which is where Nick Valentine came in, the synth detective offered to help out with any police work the Minutemen needed whenever he wasn't working on a case of his own, which sadly wasn'toften.
I'd placed Robert Joseph MacCready in charge of the snipers in the Minutemen, he taught them the way of the bullet and kept their skills sharp, it's unfortunatethat many of the more senior Minutemen don't trust him because of his history as a Gunner.
But he's not the one they distrust the most, that accolade falls to Cait, a young Irish girl who helps out around The Castle, being an ex-raider makes her the more ignorant settlers think that she's some form of caged animal, when in actual fact, shejust
wants to get on with her life after kicking her chem addiction.
Speaking of chems, Hancock, the Mayor of Goodneighbor can't get enough chems, but he's still somehow able to be one of the most trustworthy, and caring individuals I've ever met, he's in charge of public relations, if someone doesn't have us on callif
they want to, Hancock is the one who helps out and sends help to them, he also handles anypolitical situations alongside me, as despite his tendency to get absolutely wasted on chems, he can still be a sound diplomat when he wants to be.
With the Commonwealth being a every tough place to live, medical knowhow was vital to the Minutemen once I took over, I enlisted Curie as chief surgeon and found a traveling doctor named Doctor Anderson to help out in the medical wards. Their role ispretty
simple, treat the wounded, heal the sick.
My robot butler Codsworth that I've had since before the war acts as an educator for the younger settlers, Shaun included, or at least a synth version of my son, but I'm not complaining, he's everything I wanted my son to be. Codsworth teaches himand
the other kids how to read and write, a subject I told him to prioritise as not enough people in the Commonwealth are able to do so.
Which means many of them cannot read things like an old novel, an instruction manual for some old piece of tech... or a newspaper. Which brings me to Piper Wright, the person I trust more than any other person in the Commonwealth besides perhaps Prestonand
Nick, even then I trust the three of them equally, but I see Preston as a true friend, close to a brother, I see Nick as a wise mentor who I can always go to for help, but Piper, she's different. The minute I first saw her I thought I was lookingat
a hallucination, a mirage, she looked just like Nora. I was apprehensive at first as to whether I wanted to get close to someone who could uncover such memories, but here I am, in a loving relationship with her, and I wouldn't have it any otherway.
She helps around however she can at the Castle, she even has a printing press here so that she can put a few papers onto pack Brahmins leaving the Castle which brings in more caps than she ever could've hoped to receive selling the paper in
DiamondCity. She and I have a private residence in Diamond City, Home Plate as its known, only herself, Nick, and Preston have ever been in.
The head of the Castle's security is someone nobody seems to trust for similar reasons to MacCready, his past. But nonetheless I would trust this man with my life. Danse, a former Paladin in the Brotherhood of Steel was exiled due to the revealing ofhis
identity as a synth, people don't trust him because of that, and the fact he was once part of an organisation full of xenophobic technophiles. He's still managed to put all that behind him and do his job protecting the Castle.
Well there you have it, that's how things stand. There are of course additions to this list, such as Strong, a Super Mutant that acts almost like a bouncer at The Castle's only entrance, Ada, a robot who helps out with the salvage teams, and
a man I've come to trust extremely well is Old Longfellow, an old hunter who now acts a field commanderto the Minutemen, he and I are good friends because we're honestly not that different, both have troubled pasts and care more about others
beneath a tough outer layer of personality. Not to mention we both have a near identical fashion sense, a longdark coat with a leather belt. Also there is Dogmeat but he's different, he's a dog, and as a result is as loyal as any person can
ever be without even trying.
These are the people who I cared about the most, which is why when shit hit the fan, I wanted to make sure I saved every last one of them. One way or another.