Author's note: Hi, first of all, let me thank you for reading my story in progress! Second, I'd like to make a few clarifications on the overall story/setting. This story is based more in the -would- of Fallout than the games, though you'll see references to them as the story progresses. As well, it involves content from Van Buren! So, if you are tottaly against things that stand upon the precipise of not being 'canon' I'd advise you stop now, and go flame me on your local Fallout forum. I'd like the publicity! Also, a note on the chapters: the ones submitted now are very short, since they serve as a set up for the main story itself. So anyway...
On with the show!
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He looked up into the sky. He had never seen sky before today, it was so amazing, yet so frightening at the same time. He sat up, looking around at everyone. All the adults were stone faced, looking at each other nervously. He was curious as why they were so scared, scared of what? They were finally out of the vault! His father called it 'Canada', but Davin didn't understand why. His teacher, Mr. Brunly, or given how he felt from his most recent grade, Mr. Buttly, always said they lived in a country called the United States of America. His grandpa and even his great grandpa felt the same way. Did they have someone other than Mr. Brunly to teach them? Mr. Brunly was very smart, and most of the time very nice to Davin.
Davin looked to the other kids: Jacob, Joseph, and Raphael were huddled with each other, whispering to themselves, Davin could only wonder what they were talking about, they were a year or so older than him, they should be just as confused, he thought. He nearly jumped up a foot when someone finally spoke, it was his father.
"This was supposed to happen…right?" he said, giving a stern look to Mr. Rodriguez, the oldest man in the vault. Davin didn't know how old he was, he didn't think it was right to ask, he had to be at least one hundred though!
"Yes…it was. It was…the end of the world…or supposed to be" said Mr. Rodriguez, looking rather sad. "You wouldn't think…we'd be alive…would we?"
"My grandpa said that when the door closed for the first and last time, he knew that his children or his grandchildren would see the outside again. To be honest…this is bleaker than he thought, likely" said Ms. Fletcher, Joseph's mother.
"Nether the less, we need to get up and move. We'll die if just sit and think forever" said Davin's father, looking over everyone. "I know I just became overseer, but we have to move on. We don't have a fancy G.E.C.K. like some of the other vaults probably got. We need to find some traces of civilization. See if we can find people who know what is going on." He continued, raising his arms in emphasis. Davin heard murmurs of agreement.
"Let's go then."