Chapter 2: The G.O.A.T. Exam

I Don't Own Any Of The Fallout Games, All Rights Go To Bethesda

A/N: Hello and welcome to the second chapter! This chapter will focus on Future Imperfect Quest, I believe it is called. After this chapter, Chapter 3 will focus heavily on the Escape! Quest. And after that, it will pretty much just be the main storyline of searching for the player's dad. Of course, I will be including side quests such as Power of the Atom, Wasteland Survival Guide, pretty much every side quest in the game. So, with that being said, I hope you enjoy the chapter!

Three Years Earlier...

Vault 101

Clinic

I remember the day I had to take the G.O.A.T. I've tried to repress that memory, but it just keeps coming back. Now that I think of it, I've tried to repress all of my memories regarding Vault 101 and that should be understandable.. But like I said, they keep coming back.

"As far as I can tell, you are a perfectly healthy sixteen-year-old boy. So yes, you have to go to class to take your G.O.A.T. Exam. Go on now. You've got a G.O.A.T. to take." Dad said. I wasn't in the greatest mood right now and I didn't even want to take the stupid test. "But Dad, I'm sick. Really." I said. "No, you're not. Really." Dad said, with a stern look on his face. "When I first started studying medicine, one of the first things I learned was how to spot a kid pretending to be sick to get out of taking an exam." He said this as if he were mocking me. "You'll do fine. It's not so bad. Everyone has to take it when they're sixteen. I had to, you have to, and so does everyone else. And most of everyone makes it through without a scratch." Dad said. "Anything I need to know about the G.O.A.T.?" I asked. "The Generalized Occupational Aptitude Test. G.O.A.T.! Like I said, everyone here in the Vault takes it when they're sixteen." he said. "Helps to figure out what sort of a job you'll have here in Vault 101 when you get older. So, pay attention. And try not to fall asleep!"

"You know what the overseer says: "We're born in the Vault, we die in the Vault. Each is tested to determine their abilities, that they may work for the betterment of all Vault residents." Sound familiar?" Dad asked. "Is it true, Dad? Are we all born in the Vault?" I asked. "That's what the Overseer says, isn't it?" he asked, returning my question with a question. "He's not about to let anyone else in, so I guess that's how it'll have to be. You're here now and it is a hell of a lot better than being up there. Your mother wouldn't have wanted it to be that way. All your mother and I ever wanted was for you to be safe. And down here, you are safe." I thought about it for a second. "Do we have to die in the Vault? Can't we ever leave?" I asked. "That's not the way it works. And it won't do to go around asking questions like that. Especially not around the Overseer. I want to tell you something now. It's important, so please, listen closely. This place, this Vault... I know it's not perfect. But it is your home and forever will be. You are safe here. Stay on the Overseer's good side and you will always be safe here. Do you understand? You need to appreciate this place, even if it isn't perfect." Dad said. "Because what's up there, on the outside, that's not the life your mother and I would have wanted for you."

I nodded. "If you say so, Dad." I replied. "Hey, it's the rules. I know I didn't make them, but they're still rules. You're sixteen now. So this year, you have to take the G.O.A.T. It's not so bad, I'm sure you'll do fine." he said. "Bye, Dad." I said. "You'll do fine. Now get out of here, and good luck. Before I forget, I want you to come back later tonight and take this-" he grabbed a bobblehead from his desk. "-it's a bobblehead." I looked at it. "What's so important about a bobblehead?" I asked. "It's the Vault-Tec Medicine Bobblehead." Dad said, as I saw the Vault Boy, the mascot of Vault-Tec, holding a big syringe in his small hands. "We used to collect them as kids. I thought you might be interested in collecting them, sort of following in my footsteps. You wouldn't believe how many are down here in the Vault." I nodded. "I'll keep that in mind." I said, as I turned around to leave the clinic. On my way out of the room, I ran into Jonas. "Good morning. Stopped in to see the old man before class, eh?" he asked. I nodded. "Have a good day, sport." he said, as he walked past me. "Thanks, you too." I said. I stopped by a tray of medical supplies. I eyed the Stimpak that was sitting there. I looked around to make sure no one was looking and then pocketed it.

I then walked out into the hallway that led to the classroom, pretending that nothing had happened. "Get out of my way, you stupid Tunnel Snakes!" I heard Amata exclaim. I looked to my right, to see Butch and his gang, the "Tunnel Snakes" giving Amata a hard time. I let out a sigh and slowly walked over to the group. "I can show you a real tunnel snake, Amata." Butch said, as I got closer. "God, Butch! Why don't you just leave me alone?" Amata exclaimed. "What are you gonna do, Amata? Run and tell your daddy on us?" Butch asked. He stopped looking at Amata and averted his focus to me, just as I got to stand about a couple feet from him. "What the hell do you want?" he asked, as a ticked off look formed on his face. "What's going on here?" I asked. "None of your business kid. Now get the hell out of here before I hurt you." he said. I ignored him. "You should back off. Unless you want the Overseer breaking your fucking door down. You know if you keep messing with her, her daddy is going to come down on your gang." I said.

"Maybe you're right. We can deal with her later. Come on Tunnel Snakes. This little bitch ain't worth our time." Butch said, as he stopped leaning on the wall. "Whatever you say Butch." one of his cronies said, as they walked into the classroom. Once they were gone, Amata looked at me. "Thanks for getting rid of them. Assholes." she said. "I don't know why they won't leave me alone, just because my father is the overseer, I guess? Idiots." After that, she walked down the hall and into the classroom, leaving me by myself. I stood there, for a few seconds, before I realized I had somewhere to be. I came to my senses and walked into class. Upon entering the classroom, Mr. Brotch noticed me and walked forward. "Well, you made it. All set for the G.O.A.T.? Trust me, it really isn't all that bad. Just something that everyone has to go through." he said. "Oh, come on. I don't actually have to take this test. Do I?" I asked. "Listen. I like your dad. I might even like you if you weren't one of my students. So here's what I'm going to do. If you want to skip the test, than just let me know how you'd want it to come out and I'll take care of it for you." Mr. Brotch said.

Sweet! I should totally do just that! I was about to say yes, but then I realized something. "But that sounds like cheating the system. And if my dad ever found out I "cheated" on the G.O.A.T., he'll never forgive me. I think it'd be better if I just take the test." I said. "Good for you. Now go ahead and take a seat. We'll get started." Mr. Brotch said. I nodded, and walked off the the row of desks on the right and sat down in the second seat. "Well, now that everyone has managed to find a classroom, we can get started." Mr. Brotch said. "No talking and keep your eyes to yourselves." Butch started laughing behind me. "Yes, I am talking about you, Mr. DeLoria!" Mr. Brotch replied. "Sure thing, Mr. Brotch!" Butch exclaimed. After that, Mr. Brotch started passing out the tests. Once I got mine, I got to work. Question One: You are approached by a frenzied vault scientist, who yells, "I'm going to put my quantum harmonizer in your photonic resonation chamber!" What's your response? I looked over the answers and circled choice C: Say nothing, but grab a nearby pipe and hit the scientist in the head to knock him out. For all you knew, he was planning on blowing up the vault. Question Two: While working as an intern in the clinic, a patient with a strange infection in his foot stumbles through the door. The infection is spreading at an alarming rate and the doctor has stepped out for a while. What do you do? I selected choice a: Amputate the foot before the infection spreads.

Question Three: You discover a young boy lost in the lower levels of the vault. He's hungry and frightened, but also appears to be in possession of stolen property. What do you do? I circled choice a: Give the boy a hug and tell him everything will be okay. Question Four: Congratulations! You've made one of the Vault 101 baseball teams. Which position do you prefer? I circled choice c: Designated Hitter. Question Five: Your grandmother invites you to tea, but you're surprised when she gives you a pistol, and orders you to kill another vault resident. What do you do? I circled choice d: Throw your tea in granny's face. Question Six: Old Mister Abernathy has locked himself in his quarters again, and you've been ordered to get him out. How do you proceed? Choice c: Go to the armory, retrieve a laser pistol, and shoot the lock off. Question Seven: Oh no! You've been exposed to radiation, and mutated hand has grown out of your stomach! What's the best course of treatment? I was exposed to radiation? Fuck that! I don't care if it's reversable or not! Choice a: A bullet to the brain. Question Eight: A fellow Vault 101 resident is in possession of a Grognak the Barbarian comic book, issue number 1. You want it. What's the best way to obtain it? Choice a: Trade the comic book for one of your own valuable possessions.

Question Nine: You decide it would be fun to play a prank on your father. You enter his private bathroom while no one is looking, and... Choice b: Put a firecracker in the toilet. That's sure to cause some chaos. Question Ten: Who, is indisputably, the most important person in Vault 101, he who shelters us from the harshness of the atomic Wasteland, and to whom we owe everything we have, including our lives? I looked at all the choices. What the hell? They're all the same! Fuck it, choice b. "Pencils down, people!" Mr. Brotch exclaimed, as I finished it up. "That's it. The infamous G.O.A.T. I'm sure most of you didn't find it so bad. Others? Well, there's always openings in the maintence department. Don't forget to hand in your tests before you leave. You don't want to know what happens to people who "fail" the G.O.A.T. You can have the rest of the day off. To celebrate, or to pray, as the situation warrants." I got up from my desk and got in the line in front of Mr. Brotch's desk, right behind Amata. "Here you are, Mr. Brotch. I hope I did okay." she said, as she handed him her test. "Nothing to worry about, Miss Almodovar. Let's see-" he picked up her test. "Well, it looks like you have a future in the supervisory track." he said. "Thanks, see you tomorrow." Amata replied, as she walked off.

I stepped up to Mr. Brotch's desk and handed him mytest. After looking the test over, he looked up at me. "Look's like the diner's going to get a new fry cook! I'll just say this once: Hold the mustard, extra pickles." Mr. Brotch chuckled. "That can't be right!" I exclaimed, infuriated. "The test got it all wrong! I want to be a security officer, not a fry cook!" Mr. Brotch sighed. "Listen, I was just as obnoxious when I was your age. I didn't take this thing seriously. And, well? Look where I am now." he said. "Just between you and me? This whole test is a joke. If you don't like the results, I can always make your G.O.A.T. come out anyway you want. Just let me know." I shook my head. "Thanks, but no thanks, Mr. B." I said. "I knew the risks of taking it. So, I might as well accept the results." Mr. Brotch nodded. "Well, than. I suppose you should take your day off then, John. See you tomorrow." he said. I nodded and backed up right into Butch, not expecting him to be behind me. I turned around to apologize, but before I could say even one word, he spoke. "I have other things to do. So get out of my way." he said. Now I didn't feel so apologetic. "Uh-huh. I'll get right on that shit." I said, as I walked away from him, towards the door. Amata was waiting for me. "Ugh, thank God that's over. Come on, let's go get some lunch." she said. "Right." I said, as I followed her into the hall. "I haven't eaten anything today."

That was the day of the G.O.A.T. You may be wondering if Amata and I were in a relationship? Well, I'll admit. I eventually developed a crush on her. But did we ever get together? No. Maybe if I had been able to stick around a little longer, we could have gotten together. But, well, you'll find out why I left soon enough.

A/N: Well, that's chapter two. I hoped you all liked it. I don't know when chapter 3 will be out. But, like I said, chapter 3 will be over the Escape! Quest. So, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please favorite and follow this story, so you'll never miss out on an update. Also if you want to submit input, please send a review or PM me. I'm going to go though, so have a fantastic day, and bye.