Hello everybody, Deathroy237 here! I just wanted to say that this is my first fanfic ever. So, please, no flames. Bethesda owns Fallout, not me. If I did, Fallout 4 Pip Boy Edition would be much cheaper. Let's begin!
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Two years, two long years. That's how long it had been since Benny had tried to kill Six. That day changed the Courier's life. After spending two days in a coma, Six had awoken with almost no memories in a town called Goodsprings. After relearning the basics and defending the town from bandits, the Courier headed south, to a town called Primm. After assisting the town with its own problem, Six went to the Mojave outpost, where he was asked to assist with a pest problem. He then found himself in a town called Nelson, which been burned to the ground. There he met Vulpes Inculta, a member of Caesar's Legion. Courier Six proceeded to kill Vulpes and his men with a grenade launcher. He turned North, passing through Novac, the I-88 trading post, Boulder City, and Freeside, before reaching New Vegas. Once inside he found Benny, alone and unarmed. Six then tortured and killed Benny. Over the course of the next several weeks, Six killed Caesar, Mr House, and every last fiend, legionnaire, and powder ganger in the wasteland. While he did this, he also forged alliances with the Great Khans, Boomers, Kings, The White Glove Society, The Brotherhood of Steel, The Followers of the Apocalypse, Enclave Remnants, and the supermutants of Jacobstown. Then one day, he vanished. A week later, he returned, with dozens of new scars, but that's not all he gained. He also learned new skills and brought back three bars of solid gold. Three weeks later, he found himself in Zion. After he left, the canyon had become the tomb of The White Legs. He vanished once again, and when he returned, he brought with him technological marvels. Then, only a month before the battle for Hoover Dam, Six was summoned to a hell like no other: The Divide. After fighting his way through the Divide, he finally showed the world his true colors by launching nukes at both the legion and the NCR. Then at long last, the battle for Hoover Dam begun. The Courier butchered anything that got in his way. After 48 hours of fighting, Six found himself before Legate Lanius, the Monster of the East. Their fight was over within five minutes... however, Six spent several hours torturing Lanius to death. By the time General Oliver arrived, Lanius was little more than a mutilated corpse. Oliver, not even three minutes after arriving at the scene, was cut down by the Courier. Within 24 hours, every member of the NCR was pushed out of the Mojave. His actions earned him the title of Nuntius Mortis, the messenger of death. Six, has since used the resources of the Big Empty Research facilities to revolutionize the Mojave. He then formed an army, and declared war on the Legion. And now, after a year and a half of warfare, the army of the Mojave is about to begin it's final battle against the Legion...
Rocky Mountains
February 2, 2283
5:53 P.M.
Courier Six
He had lost track of time. Had it been minutes, or hours since he had arrived at the ridge? Either way, Six did not like his current situation. Why didn't he like it? Simple. Everything he was currently looking at. Before him was the Legion's last fortress. It was a heavily armored castle-like structure built into the snowy mountainside. Inside was at least three thousand legionaries. The patrols passed by each of the three entrances every five minutes. It was like clockwork. There were snipers and missile launchers at the gatehouses and each of the four corners. In front of each gatehouse was three M1 Shermans, for a grand total of nine tanks. Behind the wall, there were six howitzers, two in each direction. And then there was the cherry on the top of this shitty Sunday. Six had no idea what the layout of the underground tunnel system was like. "This is going to be a massacre," Six said to himself, "but at least we outnumber them four to one."
"If I remember correctly, the Persians outnumbered the Spartans ten thousand to one." The courier's brain said. One of the side effects of the events at the Big Empty, was that his mind still had its own independent thoughts.
"You also forgot that the Persians didn't have a B-27 bomber and a thousand securitrons." Six retorted.
"And the Spartans didn't have tanks."
"Touchè."
Six scanned the base once again, trying to spot anything he might have missed. After realizing that he didn't miss anything, he stood up, and a pile of snow fell off his back revealing that he wore the Scorched Sierra Power Armor, and the elite riot helmet. He turned around and began walking back to base. After thirty minutes of walking, he finally made back base... well, maybe base was too kind of word. In reality, it was little more than a few hundred yurts, each one containing a dozen soldiers. The perimeter was patrolled by securitrons. In the dead center of the camp was a large tent that had a large antenna next to the entrance. This very tent was the command tent.
Along the way, several soldiers stopped whatever they were doing to stare and gawk at the Courier. He heard several whispers along the way, including "I heard that he could wipe out entire armies" "My brother told me that he killed The Monster Of The East With his bare hands" "I once saw him rip a deathclaw's arm out of its socket."
"Oh, the things they say about us are quite impressive." his brain chirped.
"I'm well aware of that," he muttered, "but what's truly impressive is that all of it's true."
One of the female soldiers then muttered, "I heard that he can fly."
"Well… maybe not all of it's true."
Once he entered the command tent, Six was greeted with the sight of several angry Generals and one smiling robot. The largest of the group, a super mutant named Marcus glared at Six and asked "Where have you been all day?"
"Oh, you know, here, there," He threw his thumb of his should, "everywhere."
A bald man in power armor then stated "This is not the time for jokes Six."
"Relax Hardin I've just been scout- Wait! How long was I gone?!" Six frantically asked with a crazed look on his face while grabbing on to Hardin's shoulders.
"Twelve Hours, sixteen minutes, and thirty seconds as of riiiiiiiight now." The robot, affectionately called Yes Man by everyone it ever met, largely due to its sycophantic personality.
"Shit, I was gone for that long?" Six questioned, letting go of Hardin's shoulders.
"YES!" everyone in the room yelled.
"Okay, no need to get your panties in a wad. Anyways, as I was saying, I've been scouting for the past twelve hours. I wanted to see if we missed anything that could cause this all to fall apart. Speaking of which, they have six howitzers."
A man wearing a red beret that had the words 'Last thing you'll never see.' written on it simply glared at Six and demanded"How the hell did you spot these when my men couldn't?"
"You know those mountains that are everywhere around here? Well I got on top of one close to their Fort, and used these wonderful things called binoculars. I'm sure you've heard of them." Six Quipped.
"Smart Ass."
"Smart Ass what?"
"Smart Ass sir."
"Much better," Six said, "Now let's discuss our game plan. Pearl, you take the Bomber and blast those howitzers to bits. Marcus, you take the Super Mutants & Nightkin and hit the East Side, Hardin, Papa Khan, I want you two to take your forces and hit the West Side. Boone, The Enclave Remnants the militia, and I will take the South side. Once the Tanks are gone, the Securitrons will move up and reduce the walls to rubble. Once inside, we will sweep the base, and eliminate anything that moves. How does that sound to everyone?"
No one objected, no one backed out, and no suggested that the Legion should be given the opportunity to surrender. To Courier, this was perfect.
"The operation will begin at first light tomorrow morning." Six stated before exiting the tent. Beneath his mask, is was grinning ear to ear because he knew, that the slaughter was about to commence.
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How was that for the first chapter I have ever written. Next chapter, the battle will commence, and the courier will be sent to Halkeginia. I will see you in the Future. AWAAAAAAY.
Here are Courier Six's Stats for all of you who would like to know:
SPECIAL
Strength 10(+)
Perception 10(+)
Endurance 9
Charisma 6
Intelligence 6
Agility 5
Luck 6
SKILLS
Barter 74
Energy Weapons 100
Explosives 86
Guns 86
Lock pick 100
Medicine 73
Melee weapons 75
Repair 100
Science 100
Sneak 78
Speech 100
Survival 71
Unarmed 85
PERKS
Abominable(3)
Adamantium Skeleton
Agility Implant
Animal Control(3)
Beautiful Beat-down
Big Brained
Bugstomper(3)
Burden to Bear
Camarader-E(5)
Camel of the Mojave
Cardiac Arrest
Coin Operator
Day Tripper
Dead Man's Burden
Demolition Expert
DNAgent
DNAvenger
Educated
Endurance Implant
Explorer
Ferocious Loyalty
Free Radical
Friend of Night
Ghost Hunter
Grunt
Implant C-13
Implant GRX(2)
Implant M-5
Implant Y-3
Implant Y-7
Intelligence Implant
Intense Training
Khan Trick
Lady Killer
Legion Assault
Life Giver
Lord Death(3)
Luck Implant
Machine Head (3)
Mad Bomber
Marked
Melee Hacker (2)
Meltdown
Monocyte Breeder
Nerd Rage
Perception Implant
Piercing Strike
Power Armor Training
Purifier
Ranger Takedown
Reinforced Spine
Robotics Expert
Scribe Counter
Set lasers for fun(2)
Shotgun Surgeon
Sierra Madre Martini
Skilled
Solar Powered
Strength Implant
Strong Back
Sub Dermal Armor
Terrifying Presence
Thought You Died
Tough Guy
Toughness
Trigger Discipline