A/N: (The following author's note is in no way spam as it is only involving content on . Also I don't own Fallout in any way.) This is it; this is "the death-star" moment of my fallout story. Again, this is not the end of the story; it is just a whole new beginning. I hope it lives up to all your expectations, if it doesn't, read some other story, but don't bitch at me on how I should have been working harder on it, I had to sacrifice some time to help a friend and fellow author (TheRosesRBlack) with his South Park fan fiction; he's just starting out and he knows that I have at least one successful story (yes this one), so he asked if I would help him. What was I supposed to do? Be a complete dick and say no? I can't do that, so I need to ask a favor to all you readers if you like South Park or are a fan of said show, please go to his profile and read his story so I can have a little more time for my stories, I would be very thankful, and I know he would be too. I made a variation on the beginning narration. Enjoy the final battle.

Nathaniel did one last check of his supplies to and packed Lincoln's Repeater, AK-47 (C.A.R.), and slid Jingwei's Shocksword into its sheath. Also, he packed a .44 magnum with a single bullet, which was for the new leader of the Enclave. He walked to the top floor of the Temple of the Union and stood in front of his army, to give his speech.

"War, war never changes." Nate began, "Ever since our prehistoric ancestors first discovered the killing power of bone and rock, blood has been shed in the name of everything. Those who fight often wonder if it was right, or if they had made a grave mistake. But, it is through these wars that the world was changed, whether for better or worse; this is for the better. Today, we march on Raven's Rock, today we forge a new path for this new United Wastes, and today we crush the Enclave! When I first came to the wastelands we all fought like dogs over a piece of meat, now look at us, we stand not as humans, or super-mutants, or ghouls, or deathclaws. No, we stand as one, we stand for what made the old United States great; diversity, and we have embraced it and learned now to live with them. The Enclave spread fear to all of the wastes. If we defeat them here today, we may help the rest of the wasteland, maybe the world. We will fight and we will win!"

The crowd was silent, and Nate rolled his eyes.

"And I'll give all of you a free drink of your choice when this is all over."

The crowd now cheered him on. Nate jumped to the ground, and began to march toward Raven's Rock, and his army followed, all of them with the same goal (besides free drinks), the hope that they can make the world better for all the wastelanders.

When they reached Raven's Rock it seemed still like it was deserted.

"This is going to be easy." Jericho joked.

"And now there is going to be a behemoth coming. Quick, set the bomb, I want that door blown out of the fucking mountain."

Winthrop, his ghouls, and some of the Megaton engineers set their secret project, the most powerful, non-nuclear, bomb. This was a unique bomb as it cause an implosion which would cause the door to collapse in on itself without killing anyone, except people who were standing next to the door. Winthrop looked to Nate for the okay.

"Do it." He said.

Winthrop pressed the button; there was a bright light; which made all avert their eyes. When they looked next the door was gone. Then there was a loud roar and screaming of enemy troops coming from behind.

"Shit," Ashur cursed, "Nate, any words of encouragement?"

"Have the heavy missile troops concentrate on the behemoth, keep it infantry on infantry. If the Virtibirds show, have the Tesla-troopers take them down. I'll go in and deal with Colonel Autumn. Understood?"

Ashur nodded. The horizon was filled with black armored Enclave troops and a super-mutant behemoth with a mind-control headset. Nate ran into the bunker as both sides opened fire. HE ran down the corridors gunning down what guards got in his way. He made it to the holding cells and found a loan guard standing by a desk in the center of the room that leads to the detention blocks. He made his way to the little officer who stood shaking try to aim the plasma pistol, but was too scared to stay still. Nate walked up to him, and quick as a flash took the plasma pistol out of his hands. The officer stared at Nate, then dropped to his knees.

"Oh for the love of god, please don't kill me!" He begged, "I have a wife and kids, please, please have mercy!"

"You have a name? Profession?" Nate questioned.

"I'm Jack Helmin, guard and Virtibird pilot."

"Take this and say you were held captive, just talk to the man with the Brahmin skull on his shoulder."

"God bless you sir."

"Wait, one more thing."

"What is it?" He asked.

"Where is Sarah Lyons being held?"

"Cell Block-C cell-006."

Nate ran to the door, and picked the cell's lock. He was going to be sneaky, but he said screw it and kicked the door open. When he entered he found Sarah still frozen in stasis, then he heard clapping.

"Bravo," the Colonel said jokingly, "bravo indeed sir. You single handedly brought this shithole back from the brink, too bad it was all for nothing. The Enclave always wins, remember? You can play hero all you want but in the end it won't matter."

"You're the most pompous asshole in the history of the world, you're a demon, but you will die same as any other." Nate told him, "What do you say we end this the old fashioned way? Two men in a duel to the death."

"What pray tell is the weapon for this duel?"

"Swords, no power-armor, just clothes, here and now."

"Gladly, but be for we start this duel I must say, at first you were just a thorn in my side, but now I see you are a worthy adversary, in any other circumstance I would commend you for your endurance and your will to carry on. For that I respect you." The Colonel stated as he drew the blade Nate was shocked to see: The Samurai's Sword.

"How did you get that sword?" He questioned.

"We found your little space ship, and the way to it. Shame they tried to fight back, even that little girl."

"You son of bitch!" Nate screamed, drawing the Shock sword from his it's sheath, as he stepped out of the power armor. He wore underneath the T-51b a black T-shirt, and a pair of jeans, around his neck was a cross his father gave him. He always had it, as it was the only thing he had of his mother's.

Nate charged at the general, attempting to slash his throat then and there. But Autumn blocked the blow and tried to thrust the blade into Nate's chest. Nate Jumped back and tried to come in high to spilt his skull. The Colonel side stepped, barely dodging the blade, and attempted to cut Nate's side. They both were skilled when it came to blades, which had dragged out the fight longer than thought. After, five minutes of blocking and failed strike attempts the shocksword finally made contact with the Colonel's arm, not just cutting, but send volts of electricity through his system, stunning him. Nate took advantage of the opportunity and went to strike him down, but the colonel dodged the sword and managed to stab the blade into Nate's left shoulder, then barely cut his head just above his right eye. Nate screamed from pain, but he realized the Colonel left himself open. Quickly he stabbed the shock sword into Autumn's abdomen, causing him to fall to his knees. Nate thrust the blade down, causing the blade to go right through the Colonel's left arm, which caused the sword to drop from his hand. Nate kick the Colonel in the jaw making him fall to his side. The Colonel, who was losing blood quickly at this point, tried to reach for his laser pistol. Nate kicked the pistol away from him, than punching him in the teeth. Colonel Autumn couldn't believe it, he the highest authority of the Enclave, a highly skilled soldier, had just lost to the boy from the vault.

"You were wrong Autumn," Nate said, drawing his .44, "the Enclave doesn't always win. Today I put an end to you. I put an end to your tyranny, and today I avenge the lives of the innocents whose blood stains your hands. Do you have any last words before you die?"

"Yes," the Colonel coughed out, "I have no regrets, and though I die, I at least meet my demise at the hands of a true soldier, and warrior."

"May god have mercy upon you, if it is right he should do so." Nate said to him.

Then, Nate pulled the trigger, putting the .44 bullet right between the colonel's eye's, ending him once and for all. He made his way to the controls and threw the switch, releasing Sarah from the energy field keeping her held up, causing her to fall to the ground. Nate quickly ran to her side, and injected her with a stim-pack. It didn't seem to work.

"Sarah," Nate said trying not to cry, "Sarah please wake up. Please."

He shook her a bit to no avail. Tears came falling from his eyes following the same trail as the blood that slowly flowed from his still bleeding head. He tried not to cry, but with the rage and the sorrow he felt, he couldn't control himself. He held her body close to his own, then he heard something and felt a hand move up his back.

"About time you showed up Nate." Sarah said weakly.

Nate held her close in the embrace for what felt like an eternity. Finally letting go, then Sarah pressed her lips against Nate's, sharing the first kiss she had gotten in a long time.

Nate put his armor back on and carried Sarah out in the way a man carries his wife after a wedding.

"Come on, "he said, "let's get you out of here."

When they exited the bunker there was cheering as the last of the Enclave surrendered and the behemoth fell. Nate put Sarah down, as her father helped her stand herself up. He found Jericho laying on his back, bleeding out. Nate and a medic ran to his side. Jericho looked up at Nate:

"You did good kid, you did good."

Those were Jericho's last words as he died.

Later back at the Citadel…

Nate didn't go to the celebration; he thought of his next move. The Enclave in the new United Wastes had either been killed or defected to their side, but now he knew there was more of them, and now it was up to his new country, to help be rid the rest of the old states of the Enclave and bring them together. He sat in his quarters, which was his father's quarters when he stayed at there all those years ago, he would make the wastes better for all people.

Sometimes, he wondered what if he would have stayed in the vault, what would be different?

All he knew was that he would have never met Sarah, and he never would have had a reason to fight.

A/N: Chapter 8 will be up sooner than most of you think.