Thank you for chousing my story, this is my first Fallout fiction i come up with while visiting my friend and played Fallout 3 the first time. In this world I consider the Good Ending of Fallout Tactics to be canon, along with the Good Ending of Fallout 3: Broken Steel and such. Also in my story I go with the Legion Victory of Fallout New Vegas, according to my gameplay. I hope you will find it interesting and sorry for the bad english, I try to improve with time.

- Audio recording #14, 2281 May 27th/

I don't know why I'm doing this but I have the feeling if I don't record then I'll lose my sense of reality.

I have been on the road for nearly one and a half month now; I have left the Capital Wasteland on April 10th and still nothing. My motorbike is running low on gasoline, I occasionally find gas stations that actually have some left in them but not much to keep me on the road for long.

So far my supplies of meds are sufficient, not much but not too low on stimpaks and radaways. There were nights when raiders jumpe me for them, but nothing I couldn't handle, I was actually glad they did sometimes, since those jet junkies had some useful stuff on them. Can't complain about ammo that is for sure, still I try to save as much as I can for the trip. I'm currently treading in No Man's Land so who knows what I will encounter.

My purpose of this journey is to deliver this canister to our Midwest branch of the Brotherhood of Steel. I remember Rothchild saying something about a place called Vault 0, our brothers and sisters have gained control over the area and they say it is relatively safe. Lyons made contact with them a year back; I recall them discussing things about the Western branch.

Lyons wants the two branches to cooperate, I don't know what is in this canister but it was found deep down in the Citadel's archives clarified as top secret Vault-Tech thing of a jig. I volunteered to take the trip, all the vertibirds are currently being deployed in New York and Philadelphia.

If anyone finds this recording, I won't ask you to continue my mission, but I only ask one thing. Remember me.

This was William D. Fox, Star Paladin of the Brotherhood of Steel, Capital Wasteland, signing off. -

This is the prolog of my Fallout fanfiction I wanted to publish much sooner but other projects came to my mind so I forgot about it.

I'm sorry for bad grammar or spelling errors, but I hope it is still enjoyable for most readers.

I won't promis anything about the next chapter but it is in progress, since I need to rewrite them to be more "professional", also don't forget to review since I really like to hear your opinion about it and add to it if you feel like it may need something extra.

Till next time, have a nice day!