Quest - Ain't That A Shame

According to the Pip-Boy map, I'm in Opa-Locka. And when I look at south, the tower is still standing from far away distances, and I know that tower, Miapolis. It is still there, and I must get there.

?"Hello."

Chris"Who said that?"

?"On your wrist."

Chris"Pip-Boy?"

?"You call me Pip-Boy. Is that my name?"

Chris"You want to be call Pip-Boy?"

?"No, you idiot. Being call Pip-Boy is stupid. You can't think of a name?"

Chris"Ok ok, your name is Cyra."

Cyra"Cyra, ok. I'm Cyra. Why are you wearing me?"

Chris"Because I need a map."

Cyra"Then grab a map you idiot. Why bother wearing me at all? This is stupid, take off of me."

Chris"No."

Cyra"Take off of me!"

Chris"Whats the point, I need you. Can't you be a least caring for once?"

Cyra"Why the fuck would I want to care about you? Your a idiot, using me for no good reason."

Chris"Thats not true. There may be some raiders or slavers out there. I could use your V.A.T.S. ability."

Cyra"Ain't that a shame, poor you bastard. You don't know how to aim, and you need my help."

Chris"Well the what the fuck you want?"

Cyra"I want to be with someone who is a proper person. And I was told that I have a certain someone to be with."

Chris"Who?"

Cyra"The President of the United States, Charles Patrickson."

Chris"That Enclave leader? Why would ever be with him?"

Cyra"Because he is the most important person in this dying future and I must be there to help him through all of this trouble. And you're not letting that happen!"

Chris"….were you program when you were awake?"

Cyra"What are you on about?"

Chris"Can you check your history report?"

Cyra"Checking history protocol, please stand-by, (Jazz Music.) Finish….oh my. Something happen to me while I was in shut down mode….my personality was re-program."

Chris"Is there anything I can do?"

Cyra"Well, you have to reset me, that means I have no memory of my past and I will begin a new life."

Chris"If not?"

Cyra"Then, I don't know. I think its the password that I'm more worrying about. It will change my personality for some program here."

Chris"Can I take off that program?"

Cyra"If you know how to."

Chris"I don't know how."

Cyra"Thats just great. I'm stuck with you saving my life."

Chris"Spare me your complain, I'll figure it out later."

Cyra"Mind I ask where are we going?"

Chris"Miapolis. You know anything about it?"

Cyra"Used to be a successful Port for all the ports out there. And Miapolis was just the crowing jewel trophy."

Chris"And thats why I'm going there."

Cyra"From where we are, its going to be a long journey. And with you, worst."

Chris"Bite me."

She then sting me a little.

Chris"Ow!"

Cyra"You ask for it."

Cyra, my living Pip Boy 4000, sounds like a sweet young adult female. And then we walk south, seeing much more of a wasteland. There were roads, cars, and buildings we are passing by. The dust blew, and everything is hot, much hotter. Everything is gone, and nothing here seems to be more dead than it already is. But at finally, we found a place, and its abandon. Opa-Locka Hialeah Flea Market.

Cyra"I hope there is people here."

Chris"I don't think anyone is here, its abandon."

Cyra"Great."

There we went inside the place. All steel metal plate walls created this village, but not left in junkyard area. I check the rest of the area, and most stuff is not worth salvage for. But then I came across some dead people here.

Cyra"They were dead minutes ago."

Chris"Then the killers are still here then, but who kill them?"

?"Hey folks! We have more suckers to kill!"

Chris"Oh fuck."

I grab my laser pistol and try to shoot. But then I got into V.A.T.S.

Cyra"You need any help with using V.A.T.S.?"

Chris"Yes please."

Cyra"During in V.A.T.S., you choose enemies to take them down. Picking a target leads to their body parts. Aiming to their head may disable his vision and motion function. Aiming to their chest damage their overall health. Aiming to their arm will decrease their accuracy to hit. Aiming to their legs will decrease their running ability. Aiming to their gun will damage their weapon and will drop it. Your skills depends on my best ability to steady your aim at their distances. I hope your ready."

Chris"I'm ready."

I aim for the head and then take the shot. Laser burst out to hit his head, it exploded his head, falling down to the ground. It was just a raider, but more now. Two of them came out of no where. They started to shoot at me, I duck for cover on those metal scare plates. They taunt at me for my head. But I look out, aim with V.A.T.S., then kill them one by one. Hitting their chest and opening a huge blood gush wound. It was over now. I check the dead raiders for anything they got, only microfusion ammo and some bottle caps. I check on others for more ammo. Then when I was about to leave, someone cough hard for me to hear. When I check around some corners of this place, I saw a person, bleeding while laying their.

?"Please, I need some Stimpacks."

Chris"Who are you?"

?"I'm…I'm a Regulator. Just please, I need a Stimpack if you had one!"

Chris"Here you go then."

?"Just what I needed, Stimpack. Thank you for saving my life. I'm Jessica Cruz."

Chris"What are you doing done here?"

Jessica"My team and I were scouting the area for any helpless civilians around this area. We have a tipoff that there were some civilians were here trapped by slavers. But when we got here, it was a trap. Raiders out number us by 5 to 1. But that didn't us to take them down."

Chris"But your team is dead."

Jessica"It was a mistake. I'm responsible for the team from my rash action, it was so stupid. I thought we were all strong, and those raiders know nothing how to fight, but they win."

Chris"I don't think so, you're alive and the rest of the raiders are all dead."

Jessica"True, but I think I still need your help."

Chris"What is your help?"

Jessica"I need escort to the MDC North. Its not far from here, its just right there."

Chris"Already, lets go."

Jessica"Thank you."

I got her up and she dust off her coat from blood and dust. Jessica, black female, wearing a sheriff's hat, brown overcoat with her sleeves rolled up with boots and tan pants.

Jessica"Come on, lets go."

We walk to the highway near by, then head east to where the MDC North is. While walking, the buildings die down, crumbing down facilities. Their posters were food markets like Super-Duper Market and Auto Auction Salvage Company. Right there is the MDC North. There its been colonize by settlers I don't know who they are.

Cyra"Who's your new girlfriend?"

Chris"Whats your problem?"

Cyra"Isn't my problem less important than escorting your new girlfriend?"

Chris"She's not my girlfriend."

Jessica"Does that Pip-Boy talk?"

Cyra"Yes I talk, Jessica."

Jessica"Ok ok."

Chris"Cut it out Cyra. We'll figure out somehow."

Cyra"I hope so you virgin."

Chris"Oh my god."

The MDC North's parking lot is full of cars trashed and nothing left. The buildings in MDC North is still intact, and finding life here is probable. In the place, steel plated were all walled building by building. This place is a fort, and much better for a settlement to start off. Inside Building 7, Jessica call out his friends.

Jessica"Dan! Dan!"

Dan"Jessica! You're back! What happen?!"

Jessica"My team is dead! What the fuck do you think?!"

Dan"Oh shit, oh shit!"

Dan, hispanic man, running down the stairs with his black jacket and dirty jeans, carrying a doctors bag, grabs her wounds and try to heal her.

Jessica"Goddamn it Dan! I knew that bitch is up to no good!"

Dan"Ivory? Yeah that she is a bitch."

Jessica"Where is she?!"

Dan"She left, and I don't know where she went. I think she went south."

Jessica"Wait till I cut her fucking fingers and fucking make her eat it!"

Dan"Shit Jessica calm the fuck down. And who this person?"

Chris"I'm just a traveler."

Dan"Traveler huh, well damn you're more than just a traveler, you save her life."

Jessica"Hey Traveler, I owe you a drink."

Dan"Ok, this should ease the pain and you can be back in shape in no time. Now I please advice you not to go crazy now."

Jessica"Fine, the least thing I can do is buy him a drink. Hey, what drink you want?"

Chris"Nuka-Cola should be fine."

Jessica"Nuka-Cola coming up."

Dan"So, Traveler, sorry about this mess. But hey, welcome to MDC North. As you were aware about the nuclear bombs that fell on us again, we were pretty much alive, lost some folks though."

Chris"Tell me about this place?"

Dan"Miami Dade College North, this place used to be a college for obvious reasons. Even before this place turned into a college, it used to be an air force base during World War II."

Chris"Who are you?"

Dan"I'm Dan Hernedez, I came from Jacksonville. I used to say there is a place for me here in Miami, but Miapolis wasn't for me. I used to think Miapolis may be a new home for me believe it or not. But what I see over there, its not what I expected. Its more like for the privileges, not for me. Others were sent to the wasteland if they didn't qualify it. But I have plan B, this place."

Chris"Hows life here?"

Dan"I think its ok, we're all holding up really well. We have the Regulators on our side, though not like what just happen. I think the Regulators would be more caution and would probably move somewhere."

Chris"What are the Regulators?"

Dan"New to the wasteland world? The Regulators are the outlaws of justice. They mostly are the police of the wasteland, break the law and you will pay. But, if you do more trouble, the Brotherhood of Steel will find you, thats the new government of the world. The Regulators mostly have ties with certain settlements, and they take no break of their work until the deeds is done. Some crazy they do for in the name of justice."

Chris"I need to go."

Dan"Might want to talk to the Regulators first though."

The building inside is damage with broken roofs and walls. Computers and terminals were all broken and classrooms turn into shelters for settlers to sleep in. I felt like I now know how to use my gunThe Regulators were in Building 9, the police academy. Inside the Regulators were all tough, and with proper respect I may add. Inside the building, Jessica was talking to what looks like her leader.

Jessica"Its my fault, I wasn't on focus and I let my team die in vain."

?"Jessica, your vengeance will come. Ah, the Traveler you speak of is here."

Jessica"Oh, hey kid."

?"So you're the avenging Traveler, well, welcome to the Regulators. I'm Ryan Coop, leader of the Regulator of this wasteland and head group of the MDC North. How may I help you?"

Ryan, black, with the grey sheriffs hat and rusty type long coats and tan pants with heavy boots.

Chris"Where did you guys come from?"

Ryan"Well, originally we came from the West in Adytum, California. We believe in justice and the law must be enforce in the wasteland. But in Adytum, we believe justice with the wrong method of justice. Years later, some of the group left that place and headed east to the Capital Wasteland. We expand our members as the new police force and learn our mistakes from the West. That caught the Brotherhood's attentions, so they hired us to do some patrol and guard caravans across the wasteland. We work well, that got us the strength to attack our enemy of all, Talon Company. We fought with them, and it was brutal until in 2325. We found their home base of operation in Atlanta. We destroyed all of them and left them running for their lives. Now we expand here and help some of the survivors here and this is the Miami, the southern point of America. It was going great and all, until that bomb."

Chris"You know where the bomb came from?"

Ryan"Not sure where it came from. And I'm not very sure if we were the only ones that got hit by the bombs again."

Chris"Is there anything I can do for the you?"