Fallout: The Gulf Commonwealth

by Immortal13100

In 2285, east of the Mojave, and South of the Capitol Wasteland, is the remains of the Gulf Commonwealth. All that remains are raiders, tribals, and wild life. When Lonely Fire, a tribal, finds himself with a lust for revenge, he's ready to sate it. Not even a deathclaw would be able to stop him from dealing justice. But what about worse? OC characters, I do not own Fallout.

10. Chapter 10

Chapter 10: The News

(Once more, I do not own Fallout. Also, I know this one's short, but I had an issue with uploading the chapter last time, & I reeeeelly want to get into the next three chapters. Introduce some major behind the scenes characters, for better or worst. Mostly better.)

Will came home that night in a wonderful mood. His bird was operational again, and he had enough time to oil the kinks in his armor. Nothing could go wrong today it seemed. At least until he heard what Fire and Maya were listening to upon entering the foyer.

"Good evening, my brothers and sisters, it is I, the Speaker, speaking the truth," said the damned idiot from over a radio. Upon realizing it was from Fire's Pip-Bo, Will suddenly regretted giving the thing to Fire. He should have known that Maya would press him into tuning into that idiot. For all his talk, he never picked up a gun and did a fight himself. Rumor had it he had a detachment of soldiers from somewhere to help out. "Sounds like we have a new champion of the Good Fight down here in Louisiana. Y'all know the Snakes, right? Aggressive raiders? Well, not anymore. A group consisting of a tribal, presumably the leader, a large man in power armor, a young woman with a large ass sniper rifle, and a dog have been reportedly spotted by their old haunt. What's more, there was a huge heap of bodies too unkempt to not be raiders only a short ways away. We haven't got too much dirt on them yet, but you can be certain that if we get the chance, we'll interview the hell outa them! If y'all are out there, swing by Old Dest sometimes and introduce yourselves. We'd compensate y'all well for it. Now this has been the Speaker. Till next time, siblings!"

Will scoffed on the inside. He knew Fire would want to go, and rightfully so. They needed the supplies. They may have even been able to use the station to recruit new people to their cause. Still, he didn't like the idea of it at all. So with that, he joined his friends in the foyer with a slightly dampened mood. However, in the end, the good outweighed the bad and when he laid to rest, he did so with a smile.