Fallout story
Intro
Well, more or less figured this was how it was going to end. I thought with a sigh. I pulled on the ropes binding me to the pole with no results, not that I expected there to be any. Besides even if I could get the ropes off the "firing squad" was already out and with the buckshot in my knee my chances of outrunning them were reduced from slim to none. My thinking was interrupted as two of the figures started approaching. I didn't say anthing I just looked him in the eye, my eyes shone with acceptance.
"We were finally making it into the big leagues but you, you killed eight of my friends not to mention my little brother." The man said, his short, grimy black hair covered his eyes a bit as he leaned down to speak to me. He was so mad he trembled, I could tell he was trying very hard to maintain his composure in front of his men. "The vipers are never gonna recover from this you little shit!" He hissed out quietly, at this the red haired woman next to him tenderly put a hand on his shoulder only to have it smacked away. "Get your fucking hands off me!" She complied and continued to look at him with deep concern shining in her green eyes. I could have goaded him and made him explode but there would be no point, poor bastards had enough happen to him.
He moved to the other dark sillouettes, they were only about eight yards or so away but it was midday and the sun was shining very bright. As I watched them load there guns I returned to my thoughts. I killed nine of their fifteen members, Quill's a cheap bastard but he'll probabaly give Mary something for the job. Besides I'd saved quite a lot of money over the past six years of this work, I'm sure she'll be okay for a while. At least until she's old enough to work. There was a barray of clacking as the guns cocked, I gritted my teeth and thought of all the events that led to this moment.
I know its really short but chapter one will be at least a thousand words and should be out later today. Please Review