Preface
Sorry for the massive delay, I had my most stressful semester of school in my life and just wasn't in the mood to write out the next chapter. I will say now though that chapters from here on out will be much shorter since 2,500 words is a bit of overkill for one chapter. So expect new chapters much more frequently.
Enjoy and let me know how i'm doing since this is my first fanfic!
Blood & Steel
A Fallout Story
Year: 2274
Chapter 2
Danse and Cutler hear an explosion and look back behind them. They see the mushroom cloud from the mini nukes and a smaller smoke cloud from the vertibird. "We have to get moving. If there aren't raiders already on their way then there will be soon." Danse stated. "What would be the easiest way back to Cincinnati?" Cutler asked. "Following the Ohio River. We have to head South West." Danse replied.
So the pair began walking South West, eventually picking up and following a smaller river on the way that turned out to known as the Little Miami River. They stuck close to the river to try and avoid unwanted attention. After a long walk through the rest of the day the pair finally made it to where the Little Miami flows into the Ohio. This is where they decided to stop as the day was turning to night.
"Any ideas for food?" Cutler asked, but Danse was in another world. He was busy staring at what remained of the Cincinnati skyline. What was once one of the most beautiful skylines in the world was a husk of its former self. Just 4 burnt and crumbling skyscrapers remained. "I've never seen the city from this angle before. It was probably unbelievable at one time." Danse stated. "Maybe so." Cutler stated as he walked up next to his friend, "But we have bigger problems to worry about. We have to survive the night as every raider in a 20 mile radius is probably looking for us." He said. "I know." Danse replied, "That's why I think we should go to them." "Are you insane!?" Cutler responded. "You see that riverboat?" Danse pointed to a boat docked on the Ohio towards Cincinnati.
Riverboats are makeshift multileveled boats made from scrap metal and pontoons. They typically are crude in nature and are powered by generators that provide power to the motors. It's very common to also see weapons mounted on them as well.
"Yea, what's your idea? We only have a tiny amount of supplies." Cutler responded. "We can board the boat under darkness and take anything those raiders have. They won't be back yet from their extra patrols and checking out the crash site. It might actually be easier than taking candy from a baby." Danse confidently exclaims. "You might be the most overconfident ass I have ever met." Cutler responded, "But that's why I'm with you." He followed with. "Then let's move." Danse said with a grin.
The sun had just finished setting when the pair set off North West towards the boat.
"Get down!" Danse whispered loudly. The pair dive behind some bushes as a spotlight on the boat came to life and began scanning the area. The pair were about 300 ft. from the boat. "Well it looks like someone is actually home." Cutler whispered. "I'll check and see how many there are." Danse responded quietly. Danse pokes his head over the bush as the spotlight cycled back away from them. "I've got 2 on the bridge on land and 2 on the deck." He said after ducking back into cover as the light cycled back. "Well I've got an empty Nuka Cola bottle and a rock." Cutler responded with. "It's a start." Danse stated. The pair began moving up carefully while dipping in and out of cover to avoid the light. They got within 100 ft. of the boat.
"Give me the rock." Danse whispered. Cutler hands Danse the rock, and with near laser precision Danse throws and hits the spotlight bulb just before it was about to shine on them. The spotlight bulb explodes and sparks start flying out from it. Three of the guards run to the top of the boat leaving just one at the bridge. "Hell of a throw man." Cutler whispered. "We aren't done yet." Danse replied, his mind focused on the mission. The pair get within 50 ft. of the boat. "Hand me the bottle." Danse says. Cutler hands the empty bottle over, and Danse throws it behind a car a ways in front of the guard at the bridge. The bottle shatters, and the guard moves out towards it with his weapon at the ready. As soon as he gets about 15 ft. away from the bridge Danse springs into action. Like a cat pouncing on his prey he grabs the guard and immediately snaps his neck. The other 3 guards were too busy talking about the light to even have a clue what was happening. Danse drags the body behind the car where the bottle landed and checks the pockets. Cutler quickly follows and joins him. "He have anything good?" Cutler asks. "His rifle isn't bad. Looks like a repeater, and it's in solid shape." Danse replied.
"You take the 1 on the left and I got the 2 on the right." Cutler exclaims. "You think you can get 2 headshots from this range with that pistol?" Danse replied. "I'm not nearly as bad of a shot as you think I am." Cutler quickly retorted. "On my mark." Danse continued, "3...2...1...mark." The left and middle guard both get hit at nearly the exact same time with headshots. The left guard which was looking at the spotlight slumps on to the railing while the middle guard falls backwards and slumps down. The right guard begins readying his rifle when he is hit by simultaneous headshots. His head explodes, and his body falls over the railing and into the Ohio. "I told you I had them." Cutler quickly states. "Team effort." Danse responds with while grinning. "Yea, yea let's get in and out quick before the raiders get back." Cutler retorts with. The pair hurries onto the boat to check for supplies. Cutler finds 3 stimpacks and another repeater with ammo off of the raiders. Danse kicks down the door and enters the lower level of the boat. He finds repeater ammo along with apples and tomatoes.
"Danse! Company!" He hears shouted