"So, kid why did you leave the vault?" Ashley asked Drew while examining Delta's armor. "I came out looking for my father." Drew replied, "Well Delta your gonna have to stick to combat armor, this stuffs gone to shit. Oh and sorry about that kid, we'll help as much as we can but there's only so much we can do." "Thanks guys, last I knew he headed to Vault 112 to look for Doctor Stanisluas Braun, the person who practically made something called the G.E.C.K, The Garden of Eden Creation Kit, my dad needed it for a purifier to make a large scale water purifier." Drew stated looking at his PIPBOY, "According to this map it's somewhere to the west in an old garage." "How far west, somewhere near Tenpenny tower or closer?" Abby asked as she tended to the now unconscious Delta's wounds, "Uh yea actually it's about a mile north of it." He responded after taking a bite out of his brahmin steak. "So how's he doing?" Ashely asked the team 'medic'. "To my surprise he barely suffered anything but a concussion, so we wait a week or so he'll be fine to go back out." Abby responded with a small smile.

[A Week later]

"Who's there?" Ashley asked in response to a knock at the door. Delta reached over for the locker to his left for his .44 and trained it on the door as it opened. "Die muthe-" the scream was cut off by the round passing through his skull and entering the other mercs skull, but not exiting. A third entered the room and fired...Nothing... The Talon Company soldier's rifle jammed and he was quickly face down on the floor with Ashley's knee on his neck. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!" Delta was now only a step away from murdering the mercenary, "Holy shit, we didn't know they'd have any security!" The rookie merc said. "I don't care I'll ask again, Who... Are.. You." "We're Talon company we were sent for Drew and the other vault dwe-" He was cut off by the .44 round stripping his head clean from his body. "Delta!" Ashley snapped, irritated. "What, he tried to move." Delta 'innocently' responded. "God- and that's why I love you."

The 'fire-squad' was now prepared for the wastes with the giant sporting a heavily armored version of the standard combat armor, he had a high powered 7.62x51 DMR and leaving his .44 behind he decided to take a .45 Colt M1911, and in case they ran into resistance he brought a Hawk MM-1 grenade launcher, Ashley in the standard combat armor was carrying her new .50 cal with a small MP5K sub-machine gun as well as a Colt M1911A. Abby was carrying her normal weapons, a simple hunting rifle and 10mm, Drew had his arsenal built with a katana and back up combat knife, a silenced 10mm pistol, a Remington 870MCS and a badly damaged Mk11-MOD DMR. Delta had a large rucksack with most everyone's ammo, as well as extra space for anything they find, however they were all carrying something for supplies. Ashley was carrying medical supplies while Abby had technology, and Drew, well Drew was carrying stealth boys and his ammo. They were walking out of megaton when they'd noticed that the sniper that was usually on gaurd wasn't there. "Shit they must've killed him, poor bastard." Delta said sympathetically.

Two hours of walking they'd stopped to take a break, while Delta protested. "Why doesn't he want to rest?" Abby asked quizically. "He never wants to, it's just something he got used to as a slave I guess." After a few minutes Ashley had finally convinced him to sit down and at least drink something. The trip so far had been uneventful, not even words were spoken during most of it, that is until they came across a slaughtered caravan, "Deathclaw?" Ashley asked as Delta began examining the brahmin corpes, "Well Ash, I'd like to say that your right again, but it seems they were killed by energy weapons, then torn up. I don't know why or by who and honestly I dont care, but keep your eyes peeled and keep moving, we're about twenty minutes away from where ever the garage is." And as the group kept moving they saw more and more corpses until they saw the suspects. A group of three, two men and a woman were busy finishing up on a corpes when Delta walked up and said "Any last words?" All three looked up and flashed their yellowed and decayed teeth. "Now that is nasty." Delta fired three shots from his .45 all of which found their new home in the skulls of the opposition. "We're clear" he stated into a radio allowing Ashley and the rest to regroup with him. "Let's go, almost there." Delta walked off with the rest trying to catch up.

As Delta opened the door of the abandoned garage he reached for his headlight, Which was now strapped to his helmet on this armor, when he saw and electrical switch out of the corner of his eye. "Oh hey maybe this place still has power, the switch flipped and a rather un-seeable door opened, "Oh...Or maybe not" he said chuckling. Ashley patted his back as she climbed down the stairs passed him. The next room was what looked like it'd been set up as a science lab recently, "Dad. It has to be! He's here." Drew said as he tinkered with the science gear. The team had made it to a room with pipes running along the walls after a little searching. "Shh! Be very quite i'm hunting ghouls." Ashley said as she pulled her side arm. She rounded a corner and braced herself against a wall and fired the entire clip of the fully automatic pistol into three ghouls killing two, but the third didn't go down. She tried again, nothing. The creature was charging at her when Delta fired three shots into it, nothing. He noticed that the creature was a reaver, "Shit!" he said as he charged the creature and the railing behind it collapsed under the pressure, allowing Delta and the ghoul to fall about twenty feet, Delta got up and walked away, then fired two rounds of his GL into the ghoul killing it instantly on the first shot. Ashley had rushed down the stairs and saw Delta's chest bleeding, "Delta, your bleeding!" "I know. Let's get moving." He replied as he walked off with his rifle toward the Vault entrance.