A/n: I recently completed Lonesome road and used ED-E to launch the missiles at the Courier's mile... I'm not okay.

The Martyr and Veronica were in the NCR truck, the former called shotgun and the latter travelled in the back with the rest of the troopers, some were drinking alchahol from little flasks and others were tinkering with their rifles Veronica was about to say something but hesitated and whispered to the soldier next to her

"So what's with The Martyr?" she asked but the soldier just snickered and answered

"You're kidding right? you mean you agreed to travel with him and you don't even know that he's ex-NCR?"

"He's ex-NCR? Why ex?"

"I would tell you... although if he found out he'd probably strangle me"

"Come on! I won't tell, I promise."

The soldier paused, considering it, tapping his finger on his leg before saying

"Alright, he used to be NCR, he was our General and he was pretty good at it, great tactical leader, he was... kind of a badass actually"

"Ok... so why ex-NCR?"

"Well, no-one has any idea, all we know is he spent six-months captured by Caesar's legion and lived"

"And lived?"

"Yea, but when he came back he destroyed every inkling of information the NCR had on him, including his name"

"Any idea why?"

"There have been some rumours, some say he just snapped, others say the atrocities of Caesar's legion caused him to quit."

The truck finally stopped with the troopers all grabbed their weapons and leaving, Veronica following them and greeting the Martyr outside

"Hey, you used to be a General?" Veronica asked

"Who told you that?!" he shouted raising a revolver

"M-Martyr, put that down" she said taking his gun

"Yes, I used to be a General but right now we're their prisoners" he whispered

"But we're not their-" Veronica stopped in mid-sentence when the NCR pointed their guns at them, the two raising their hands

"Oh come on! that one's just a BB gun!" shouted The Martyr "Come on man, that's just... lazy"

"Budget cuts!" shouted a soldier

...

Inside of Repconn Veronica and The Martyr were nudged inside the building

"Alright guys, you fought past like four feral ghouls on the way here, one of which was the janitor" joked The Martyr

"Shut up!" shouted the Lieutenant

"Really? couldn't get better than a Lieutenant huh?" which was followed by a punch to the chest

"Nice one" coughed The Martyr

"I know exactly where to hit you where you'll feel the most pain"

"You know nothing John Snow!" The Martyr quoted

"I know more than you realize... Marcus!"

"How dare- wait... Marcus? my name wasn't ever Marcus" said The Martyr who was... a little confused

"Well there are only four people in the NCR who know your name, I thought I'd take a guess"

"Alright why haven't you killed us... yet?"

"Oh we couldn't kill you, we need you to do a favour for us, just like the good old days"

"Hey, I was new to the Wasteland and needed the money but I don't do that anymore"

"I was talking about arming a bomb"

"Oh... well this is awkward" The Martyr smiled

"A-anyway... we need your expertise with technology and explosives"

"Okay why?"

"We plan to lanch these rockets at Caesar's camp"

"No no no you can't do that!"

"Well you certainly changed your tune, Caesar is a slaver and we are at war with him"

"No Lieutenant, you are at war with him, this is none of my business"

"He is a bastard in the purest form and must die"

"I'm not fucking saying he isn't but this is not for me to decide"

"You will do this" said the lieutenant sternly

"No, instead I'm going to stab your face to death with an honest-to-god smile on my face and a jolly song in my heart"

"You... can't be serious"

"Come with me and you will see a wo-orld of pure imagination" The Martyr sang terribly (although who really has the time to learn anymore?)

"Martyr, you're going to do this or we'll blow your fucking brains out"

"Good for you, having goals" The Martyr said clapping

"And we'll kill your friend as well"

"Okay that is a problem for me" he thought for a moment "... Fine" he started flicking switches

"Hurry up"

"I can't focus!" shouted The Martyr "Get out!" he raised both of his hands towards the door, the Lieutenant and soldier complied,

as soon as they shut the door The Martyr kicked over a trashcan

...

The Martyr started flicking switches again, at this point he was sweating, he was anxious at what would come next

"Damn it!" he thought "No plan, no weapons and I'm being held hostage by soldiers with guns... I'd say that's the... fourth time?"

he kept reprogramming the rockets but stopped when he noticed some scrap electronics and duct tape and he started to form a plan

"Right, the only way I'm stopping this is by blowing up the console so: tape, scrap electronics and a timer..."

The Martyr started scrambling around for something to prolongue the explosion when he noticed his watch and considered the option

"My options are either my nine-teenth birthday present or living for about another week... sorry dead relatives."

Everything was hooked up, the equipment was rigged to the console's wiring, the watches' timer set and the NCR troopers in the next room were none-the-wiser so all that was left to do was to 'rescue' Veronica from the other room, when he flung open the door the soldier and Lieutenant were passed out and Veronica standing.

"Oh, so... you're fine"

"Yep, they didn't see my power-fist"

"Wow, it's gone shit-side-down since I left"

"I was about to get you" she said

"Ok well now we need to run" he said dashing off and Veronica following

"Wait, you said you wouldn't attack Caesar's legion but you killed everyone in that building!" she shouted

"Caesar isn't my problem anymore, hurting my friends is"

"Aww I'm your friend?"

"Granted there isn't much competition"

...

The two ran outside, the bomb exploded taking half of Repconn with it "And so history repeats itself" murmered The Martyr,

staring into the bright blazing flames that covered the building, remembering of how this happened before with another goverment building

"Wait... repeats itself, what are you talking about?" asked Veronica

"Oh, uhh... I can't remember" he lied

"Martyr can you tell me anything about what's going on in your head?!"

"... Alright, I'll give you three questions how does that sound?"

"Okay, question one: What's your real name?"

"As far as I'm concerned The Martyr is my real name"

"*sigh* Alright, it's going to be like that then, where are you from?"

"Boston"

"Question 3: How old are you?"

"Wow, haven't thought about that in a while... two-hundred and thirty-three"

"Two-hundred and thirty-three?! how is that possible?!" exclaimed Veronica

"Ah! you've already had your three questions"

"No, no you can not do this to me!"

The Martyr smirked and started walking with Veronica still quentioning him.

A/n: So I forgot to remember to remember about what choices "The Courier" made in the game so I'm going to bullet point those:

Mr. House's ending

Benny lives

The only DLC completed was Lonesome road or at least it's the only relevant one right now

Ulysses lives

None of the companions met the Courier

Fantastic is dead... doesn't really benefit this story I just... didn't like him... smug prick.