I had been walking for several hours with my pet when suddenly I felt a warm drop of rain hit my hand, I looked up as the dark clouds gathered, lighting struck illuminating the sky a horrendous green, it was a rad storm "ugh" I sighed I hated them so much, reminded me too much of my childhood. My pet paused and began to sniff the floor intensely before roaring a little, I looked down at him "what is it boy?" I asked. He kept pulling himself into a direction on our left side, I decided to follow him, maybe he could smell some food.
He had been pulling me along for what felt like forever, it was beginning to piss me off, I was now covered in highly radioactive rain which stunk "alright you little shi-" I cut off as I looked ahead and saw a train station, if it was empty I could camp for the night or at least dry off and eat some food, plus there was always possible loot. "alright, alright you did good" I smiled a little but once again that was soon cut off as I heard a low growl "you little shit".
I got out my machete and trod carefully, I knew those sounds all too well, it was feral ghouls, I shuddered a little, not much bothered me but humans that had their faces falling off, could crawl through tiny cracks in the walls in the pitch black and chase you at full speed was always a little bit unsettling. The smell became putrid, I knew I was close to one, I peaked under a nearby train cart and there it was, with its sunken eyes it stared at me. Disgusting creatures I thought before jumping back as it launched itself at me "come on you bastard" I taunted it gripping onto my weapon tightly, my pet began to whimper slightly. Pussy I thought. It launched its self at me once more, again I swiftly dodged it "is that all you have?" I laughed, it roared in response, suddenly my pet began to pull at his chain once more "what do you want now!?" I quickly glanced at him
"mmmwwrr" he moaned desperately
"what" I turned to his direction, "shit" there were more, a lot more, they sprinted towards us with their delicate bony legs. I quickly swiped my blade into the first ghouls neck, cutting it off with total ease, I then turned around and picked up my deathclaw, luckily he was small enough for me to hold, I quickly climbed the red train cart as the ferals neared. Once I reached the top I put my pet down and grabbed my rifle, before I shot at them I quickly checked my ammo, I didn't have a whole lot left, I quickly counted the ghouls, "1,2,3,...8" I sighed with relief, I just had enough, I began to shoot at them, unlike normal people when you shot a ghoul it often made a disgusting squishy sound.
I breathed heavily, they were all down as far as I could tell, I pointed to my pet "you, bad deathclaw luring me to this shit" I gently flicked its nose, he huffed angrily at me. "But good boy for saving my ass, by letting me know about the rest" I petted him lovingly, he seemed to cheer up a little, I picked him up again and we began to climb down, I looked at the disgusting pile of rotting flesh "you'll eat this right?" I asked, answering me he began to chomp onto their flesh. "Good to know you eat just about anything" I sat inside the open train cart, it was full of many broken boxes, I licked my lips a little, hopefully I could find some pre war snack. I began to search all of the boxes, to my delight they were all filled with InstaMash, you'd think after all these years the food would be inedible, but they were still in decent condition, just a little stale and radioactive.
I sat and happily ate my food while keeping a close eye on my pet, he'd stop eating to do his business, I raised a brow, was he a boy? I began to fiddle with the Pipboy on my right arm. When my old raider gang first found Vault 111 I saw this beauty on one of the skeletons there, Pipboys were pretty rare, it was the only one left there for some reason, which was kinda weird because the place seemed untouched since pre war, it had taken my team several hours to hack into the system to get down that lift. As I fiddled with the pre war device I found the radio, there were a few signals, I decided to put one on.
"Casdin Caravan is currently doing business next to the old cemetery near convent, come on down and see for yourself, you wont be sorry. body aching, sore heart, Geiger counter off the charts? Casdin Caravans got the cure, alternative medicine products that will fix you up for sure. Casdin Caravan is currently doing..." I turned off the pre recorded ad, the overly enthusiastic woman's voice was beginning to annoy me a little. I looked at the map on my Pipboy, she wasn't that far away actually, I was at Bedford Station, she was only about a 30 minute walk from me and I did need some supplies badly and I could probably kill her and shut her up for good. I put my hand out of the cart to check the weather, dry. The storm had finally ended, I whistled sharply to get my pet's attention, he turned his head away from his meal to me and growled "oi! I will get a spray bottle so help me god" I said jumping down and grabbing his chain "lets go".