"Tch. We're alive in a post-nuclear disaster, and you're more concerned about your own well-being than the few remaining lives of your 'beloved subjects'?" he said, glaring daggers at Marth with his left eye. "Pompous royal assholes like you have no business being alive if you can't fight for yourself without protection," he spat. Marth looked at the man in front of him. Along with the scarred remains of what Marth presumed to be his right eye, he saw the numerous scratches in the seemingly indestructible material where Ike had battle damage in the power armor. As Marth continued to survey him, he noticed an enormous, intimidating weapon-Ragnell, the sword of solid gold-dangling by Ike's side.

"If you ever think for a moment I would forgive the bastards in the Capitol for what they've done to me, you're dead wrong.' I would rather be left to die in this hellhole than to ever be comrades with one of your kind." Marth shrank back as Ike brandished the hilt of his golden sword.

"Peace, Ike," rang a soft voice Marth recognized as being female.

"Commander," he said, in a disgruntled tone.

"Ike, you know I'm not one for titles," answered a young woman who looked in her twenties. She wore a mauve coat with gold trim, a pair of tan slacks, and tall leather boots, her silver hair pulled into a long ponytail. The stern expression on her face and the deep, dark circles under her eyes immediately told Marth that she was the leader of the group of soldiers that stood before him.

"I don't believe we've met," she said to Marth. "I am Reflet, the head tactician and Commander for the 14th infantry of the Altean Guard."

"I am Ma-", he began, but was quickly interrupted by the tall woman.

"Prince Marth Elias Lowell the Fifth, Prince of Altea," she stated.

"I know all about you."

She cracked a smirk.

"Welcome to the Brotherhood of Steel, dear Prince."

This is a preview of the first fanfiction I have written, Blackened Skies. Before anyone starts ranting at me, I have NEVER played a Fallout game, thus I have limited knowledge of the canon. It's fanfiction, so chances are I will not be following canon for either story. I am, however, getting suggestions from my friends, all who have extensive knowledge of the Fallout series. Tell me how you would like the story to go, or if you have any suggestions or criticism for me, I'd love to hear it.

Thanks for the read,

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