Fallout New Vegas: Courier Team Six
This story follows the same storyline as the regular New Vegas game except with the idea that the Mojave Express couriers operated in two man teams. At the same time it also will have new companions spread throughout the Mojave and involve characters based off of New Vegas Mods such as Willow and Delilah. Some of the actual companions will also have an additional character with them and there will be crossovers with other games and/or shows.
Chapter 1: Goodsprings
A young man laid on one of the beds in Doc Mitchell's house. Beside his bed was a young women with purple eyes and raven black hair tied into a ponytail. She was rather tall, standing at five-foot-eleven with a very slim build, yet with rather defined curves. She had wide hips and firm round buttocks. her chest was bordering on DD-cups and her skin was a light olive green tone. Her name was Ruby E. DeWitt, a courier with the Mojave Express.
Currently she sat beside her partner who had been unconscious for the past two days. The two had stopped into Goodsprings for a bite to eat, but as they left the saloon they were jumped by a group of thugs and were hauled over to the cemetery near town. There a man in a checkered suit took their package, right before putting a bullet into each of their heads. She had woken up roughly around midnight, letting out a scream. Doc Mitchell ran in and did what he could to calm her down and explain what had happened. She had been up since then, waiting for her partner to awaken.
"Deary, are you doing ok?" asked Doc Mitchell as he walked into the room with a plate of gecko steak and a Sunset Sarsaparilla, " Here, you should eat."
"Thanks Doc," said Ruby as she accepted the food and drink from him. Her mind was busy trying to figure out why they had taken that poker chip. It was obvious these raiders hadplanned it out so that they could get the two of them durig the night, when everybody was inside their houses or at the saloon. But why go through all the trouble for a stupid little chip?
As she was taking a swig from her Sasaparilla, she heard a groan emit from beside her. "Uuuugggghhhh, what happened?" Said the Courier as he sat up. He had dark almost blood red hair and onyx colored eyes, a scar partially hidden by his hair where the bullet had gone in, much like Ruby. "My fucking head is killing me. Where am i?"
"Miles, thank god your awake," Said Ruby with a sigh of relief. "Listen, we're at the goodspring clinic, Doc Mitchell here patched us up after that guy in the checkered suit shot us, we've been-"
"Wait, hold up a minute, did you just say we got shot?" Asked Miles with a questioning look on his face.
"Yeah, he shot us both in the head." Answered Ruby causing Miles face to take on a shocked expression. "He took our package, then shot us and took off."
"Why'd he take the package, i mean it was just a poker chip." He asked.
"I don't know, but we have to find him and learn why." She answered him.
"Well first you two have to heal up," said Doc Mitchell, "niether one of you is back to full strength yet, so before you start running all around the Mojave, how about we get a read on your current state. Ruby, follow me so i can see how your doing."
Ruby followed him over to a machine that said "Vigor" on it. "Now this machine is to test certain attributes such as strenght, perception, ect." She placed her hand on it and it gave her a readout.
7
8
10
9
6
8
9
Skills:
Barter: 71
Energy Weapons: 39
Explosive: 81
Guns: 93
Lockpick: 88
Medicine: 45
Melee Weapons: 86
Repair: 78
Science: 75
Sneak: 92
Speech: 75
Survival: 84
Unarmed: 47
"Well, thats some readout."
"Did this thing just give me my skill sets?" asked Ruby.
"Yep, thats how it works," answered Doc Mitchell.
"Let me give it a try," said Miles. He was already standing up like he hadn't been laying there for two days straight.
"Before that can you tell me your full name?" asked Doc Mitchell
"Miles Isaac Shepard Temple," answered Miles. "I was born in Junktown, on December 27, 2254."
"Ok Miles, lets see what the diagnosis is." Miles walked over and placed his hand on the Vigor Tester.
: 10
: 8
: 6
: 9
: 10
: 7
: 8
Skills:
Barter: 95
Energy Weapons: 47
Explosives: 58
Guns: 89
Lockpick: 82
Medicine: 97
Repair: 85
Melee Weapons: 39
Science: 83
Sneak: 64
Speech: 93
Survival: 81
Unarmed: 76
"Wow, in all my years as a doctor i have never seen this old Vigor Tester show diagnosis' like you two," said Doc Mitchell. "Okay, you two just get some rest and before you head out come and see me. I'll give you back the gear you had on you when Victor brought you in."
For the rest of the morning the two stayed inside Doc's house getting their strength back. After a few hours they checked in with Doc Mitchell who had their gear spread out on his kitchen table. There was a set of lightweight leather and metal armor, along with some old armored vault suit and a set of tribal armor. The weapons they had were a 9mm & 10mm pistol, each with a few spare mags, a sturdy looking caravan shotgun, a broad machete, and some throwing spears. Miles had also managed to repair a busted up 9mm submachine gun. Doc had also given them some medical supplies for wherever they were heading.
"One more thing before you go," said Doc Mitchell, "these are mine and my wife's old vault suits, and our Pip-Boys. I don't really have much use for them, but i figure you will."
"Thanks for patching us up Doc," said Ruby.
"Yeah hopefully next time we see stop in, we won't have bullets in our heads," Joked Miles.
"Hopefully," chuckled Doc Mitchell, "You two ought to head to the saloon, Sunny might have some things to teach you."
The two stepped out of Docs' house and into the desert wasteland known as the Mojave. The sunlight shone directly at them, blinding them as their eyes adjusted. The walked down to the building with a sign that said Prospector Saloon, said hello to the old man sitting on the porch where the door to the saloon was located. As the two walked in Miles was automatically knocked down and out the door buy a large dog. Just as Ruby was about to pull out her machete she heard someone shout.
"Cheyenne, get off that man and get back here," said a girl wearing leather armor with her hair done up in a messy bun. The dog now known as Cheyenne responded with a bark and returned to her master's side. "Sorry about that, Cheyenne just got excited when she saw the two of you walk in. I'm Sunny, Sunny Smiles."
"Ruby," said the female courier in response, "the guy your dog just tackled is Miles. Doc Mitchell said for us to come see you."
"Oh, ok… you gonna help your friend up."
Ruby then looked to her left to see Miles still laying down in the doorway, groaning from the pain caused by the force of Cheyenne. Guess he wasn't back up to full strength yet. Then again neither was she. After he got up the two followed Sunny through the back door of the saloon where they did some target practice. After this the two helped Sunny get rid of some Geckos near the town water source, where they saved a woman from being mauled to death by a pack of Geckos.
The two then headed back to the saloon after getting the caps Sunny promised them for the job completed. Inside they saw a man leaning against the pooltable. He wore leather armor underneath a grey duster coat with some armor plating on it. around his neck was a pair of goggles and he wore a scarf over his mouth and neck. On his back was an old Brush Gun that had obviously been modified with a bullet holster along the barrel, and a scope mounted on top. His hand was at his side ready to pull his revolver out of its holster. When the two were about to question as to why he was like that he raised his hand to his mouth and made a gesture that told them to be quiet before making another gesture to move away from the door. They then began to hear a conversation that seemed to be going on in the next room. A man with an agressive tone seemed to be giving threats to a rather calm and collected woman. After the man who appeared to be wearing some sort of uniform left the duster wearing man finally spoke.
"I apologize for having stifled your speech before it even began," said the man, "but i had to be ready in case that Ganger decided to do something to endanger this quiet little settlement here. Oh, how rude of me, i did not introduce myself, I'm Jasper."
"Hello Jasper," replied Miles as he extended his hand to the man who was at most, two to three inches shorter than him, "I'm Miles and this is my partner Ruby."
"Hi," said Ruby.
"A pleasure to make your aqauintance. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go speak with Ms. Smiles." After he left the couriers went to go meet Trudy, who was working the bar. After introductions were done the two got as much info as they could from her about what was going on in the area around Goodsprings as well as some of Trudy's opinions on the thw two major factions going at it in the Mojave. During this Miles managed to repair Trudy's radio that had been damaged by a Great Khan on the night they had been shot. After the two learned that the uniformed man, named Joe Cobb had come to Goodsprings in search of a man named Ringo the two decided to go meet with Ringo up at the abandoned gas station and see if they could help him out.
"Lets just hope this guy isn't paranoid enough to have himself armed at the front door," said Ruby. She then sighed when she saw that the man had his gun leved to pop a rounds into her chest.
"That's close enough," said Ringo, while weilding a .357 Magnum Revolver. "Who are you, and what do you want with me."
"How about next time you don't say something like that." Said Miles to Ruby before turning back to Ringo. "We're not your enemies if thats what you're asking."
"Sorry about the gun. you just caught me off gaurd, that's all."
"No problem, man. But we actually came up here to talk to you about something." Said Miles.
"What about?" asked Ringo.
"There's this guy named Joe Cobb. He says he's looking for you. Trudy told us we would find you up here, and we were wondering if you needed any help."
"Well I'll be. That's the best news Ive heard in days." Said Ringo with a cheery smile. "But the three of us won't be enough to take down Cobb and his boys."
"Who should we ask for help, then?" Asked Ruby finally speaking up."