Chapter 16 is here everyone, now don't shiver just yet okay? We are still in the opening act. Please just excuse Amanda's crazy lust for NCR blood.

A President once said -'Mankind must put an end to war - or war will put an end to makind'

Theoretically in this case, it's Mankind that put an end to Mankind.

Ironic isn't it?


Song used

"Always Running" By Malukah


-Preparation-

Wiping her lip with her thumb, it had been her seventh water for today. But the thirst wasn't satiated, and Amanda had been staying at best as she could to remain calm from getting her hot headed self taking over her again just by the simple heat temperature.

Walking out of her personal tent, her steps went silently tracing the dusty surface to find herself wandering around, inspecting, checking and even observing. She couldn't help noticing the human personnel seeing her slightly feeling uneasy, and some even shifting uncomfortably. But no direct eye contacts from one side the AIs mindlessly just nodding at her as she passed by. Despite her athletic build under her dark clothing, she was still tall for a woman herself. But Amanda seemed to have forgotten that she was a woman. A wife, and even mother. She cursed. She had already been distracted from her original goal, but all of the reformation of the Enclave was part of her plans, but this that the NCR brought upon either regions on the wasteland, she knew Nate and Shaun would have to wait. Amanda mentally found herself chuckling at the thought. Disposing off those that gets in her way to achieve what she wanted. That's what she was doing. At least she still thinks it is.

Perhaps, she's the only one that was dealing with the hot temperature, depite it was after sundown, heat was her problem, except these soldiers feeling her cold presence. She wasn't that cruel. Or, is she? Amanda couldn't tell anymore. Even when semembered at times that she was once a married mother. Now, it was just a body of a woman with a very cold, hatred on everything that stood alive in the wasteland in the blames for losing her family. At least she knows who are those to kill and who are those to pity as the weak to be even spared. But, she was now struggling to keep her sanity in control. And it's only a matter of time now...

But deep down, she wasn't afraid anymore to even lose her sanity. Was she still even human?

As she stopped on her tracks, Amanda stood and watched as soldiers, and even vertibirds alike kept moving on their duties. This was a perfect sight. Those previous Enclave leaders can never reach her now, and can never achieve something like this. Being incompetent fools they are after all, as all this was now under her name and control. Figuring, if she was only around those times during the reign of those passed leaders, she might've as well overthrown them all off the ranks and turn the pact on her favor. But seeing she has every control now, Amanda just had to deal with traitors.

On the other end was the Commonwealth. She knew she shouldn't care. But why worry indeed when there's both the USAF and the Minutemen there? Amanda folded her arms with a bitter frown. She didn't care, and that's it. But the more she tried to ignore it, the more it bothers her. Much like the more she tries to set aside her revenge for Nate bothers her. Guess that's why she had proxy leaders. To deal with those bullshit she has no time dealing with.

Walking on the way back to her tent, Amanda was just about to settle down on a cot to sleep, but the thought of making an entry, she sat down in front of her terminal and began making another entry before calling it a long day.


:::Welcome to Robco Industries [TM] Termlink:::

- WELCOME TO THE ENCLAVE -

:::Officer's Personal Logs:::

:::LOG 3: No Mercy No Glory:::

Date : September 6

Year : 2287

I'm starting to feel alot more conflicted about the thought of helping and killing. Why should I care? This isn't about anyone, this isn't about ME . It's about reforming the Enclave while I slowly progress my full agenda. But with these people bringing up complications on the matter is for sure bothering me . Their problems are NOT my problems . So why not deal with it themselves ? Should I be reminded of lives at stake out there or on anywhere ? I don't give a fuck .

*This isn't going to end if I'll let it happen longer . Annihilation is the solution in order to keep the Enclave safe and the Oil Rig . Perhaps, a 2nd Great War would be optional if this doesn't work . . .

Hmm . . . To think of it . That Intel report six hours ago regarding three missile silos . . . Perhaps I may as well add it in to the firepower . An excuse just to venture out to the lush wilds of whatever wasteland is there on the west to gather more information about the original Enclave bunker . But first things first . The objective on the NCR comes first priority . And once it's accomplished . . .

The Enclave can go country roads . . .*


The next day was a quick routine for Amanda as she began focusing again on monitoring, checking and getting information and of course, waiting for Nick's arrival for a report on Freeside.

After a short while of checking up on the command center, Amanda was approached by an AI with a quick salute.

"Commander."

Amanda gave a small nod.

"At ease."

"You're acquaintance is requested at the workshop tent for power armor resting."

Amanda raised a brow, but shortly afterwards gave a small nod.

"I'll head right on."

Dismissing the AI, Amanda made her way to the tent where she was met by the engineering staff, looks of nostalgia wore on their faces by the time she entered.

"Commander."

Hearing all said in unison with a salute, And a gave a small nod, then her eyes averting at the oddly liking power armor, her bore raising again, Amanda began.

"Remarkable design. Very impressive."

She simply said as she slowly approached the power armor while observing the entire suit. Dark grey painted in matte, the Enclave insignia on the right chest piece and a tank of Commander on its left, it's helmet being attached made her to stare at the only single-lined visor.

'This is one masterpiece alright... Very elegant...'

Amanda mentally thought with a mental grin, so very satisfied at the appearance, the bulky upper torso, legs and the murderous, charismatic grey paint job. Not to mention, the Enclave's insignia and her Commander rank on the chest piece. She felt proud seeing the final design and structure in the suit of power armor turned out.

"The Liberty power armor is ready for field test, Ma'am."

Hearing one of the engineers say, Amanda gave satisfied nod but then replied after turning her attention at the engineers.

"I'll have it for testing soon. So if you have any adjustments, or any modifications you may add it up while I finish on my current schedule."

"Yes, Commander!"

Amanda gave a satisfied nod after all replied in unison before finally stepping out of the tent with her hands on her back, Amanda watched the sight of AIs and human personnel alone already preparing, arranging and even sticking munitions, her eyes satisfyingly averted at the stash of mini nukes visibly stacked on crates while being carried to their munitions tent. The beautiful amount of mini nukes to watch raining hell she figured.

'Another beautiful day in the Enclave.'

She proudly said mentally as she saw various crates stocked with multiple Fat Man being carried in, she finally wore a smile. Oh, how she wished Nate was here with her. But just how would her husband be reacting to all this? She was doing it perfectly. The Enclave's finally functioning the way it should be. As the best military force in the wasteland. One that no one should ever attempt to challenge. The force to be feared, to be respected, and to be obeyed. The rightful owner of the word 'Control' as the last remnants of the old corrupted pre war US Government. But she doesn't plan following those incompetent fools. She was above better than them to lead the Enclave.

She knew she was right herself as she wasn't following those patriotic vibe. The Enclave is better off without the Stars and Stripes banning all over the wasteland. Though, she hated communism, but she didn't liked embracing patriotism either. It is, indeed one of the reasons why America became egotistic with greed before the days of the Resource War even occurred.

Amanda knew, that this new Enclave now originating from the Boston Commonwealth was the most successful chapter. But she's not stopping yet. She had a much, and even better vision for the Enclave. And should she ever encounter previous chapter remnants, especially any previous, former commanding officers, Amanda's order would stand permanently. She was smart enough to have planned ahead. To execute the previous Enclave. The order to regroup to the Commonwealth, and to rejoin the Enclave was now over, as not only the New California chapter ignored the message. There were indeed some who did as well for some unexplained reason just recently. Hell, even some on Alabama and Mississippi had Enclave online frequencies were detected from the airbase back at Boston. But it was too late, and It's time to close the doors from the hopes of regaining old faces to join the 'good' side, in her vision. Those previous faces are one less obstacles needed to be dealt with once she made sure they all end up on the ground with holes between their eyes, and while she's got her sights on the NCR, Amanda's first targets of traitors is the New California Enclave chapter as first on the list, to hunt down those remnants originating from Las Vegas, before proceeding to liberate an ancient Enclave camp slash facility. Navarro.

The previous Enclave generations would choke on their 'God bless the Enclave. God bless America' propaganda, as Amanda will not plan to include those disgrace to the uniform former ancestors of her glorious Enclave today. Amanda mentally chuckled as only one, beautifully, perfect statement flashed on her mind.

'God bless the Enclave. And nothing else.'

Walking around for a bit more, Amanda was suddenly interrupted by the voice of her asset emmidiately approaching her.

"Amanda!"

Lazily turning around, Amanda saw Nick with a relieved expression on his face as he finally stopped.

"Good news. The folks on Freeside are standing down. Chuck had to stay behind with a team of Outcast to set the defenses there. Should we get some of our people going?"

Amanda simply raised a hand in decline.

"Patience, Nick. We will get there. You want us to play the good people, right?"

She met a frown from Nick, Amanda found it slightly amusing in her own way but then snorted before giving a reply.

"We will play 'We're here to help' so we don't cause a mass panic. But do keep in mind... We will not tolerate the people on Mexico. I want. Their necks. On our hands."

She simply finished with a venomous end. She swore she noticed the synth detective now feeling uneasy, but somewhat remaining calm, she got a calm response despite his visible frown.

"Well, I'm glad... Unless you're bluffing..."

Amanda bitterly drosnssd at him and finely folded her arms on her chest.

"Are we arguing again, Nick? We've been doing this since day 1 here in New California."

"I have a justified reason, Amanda. You know that."

Deciding to walk on her own, she frowned as Nick also walked with her. This stubborn detective always reasons with her. If Piper didn't happen to be here with her pushiness, it's Nick instead with his reasoning. Amanda hated that.

"And don't get me started with all the violence you commenced here on the California land. I've been told of an the Intel report about the NCR kill count. Are you serious, Amanda? A kill count? Is this some kind of experiment to you, or a game?"

Amanda glared at him. But she was just glad that her temper limited her on only arguing with the synth detective. Even though she disliked herself for the limitation.

"I don't see anything wrong in being a god. Just a bunch of muties to me. Why do you care?"

She sternly replied, but earned a short glare.

"I care because of the unarmed civilians."

Amanda pinched the bridge of her nose with her teeth gritting.

"Did you intended to report to me or you just wanted to argue again?"

She glared at him even more, but seeing Nick remaining as he is as he glared back, Amanda got a hardened reply.

"I want those civilians safe and sound away from the conflict we have with the NCR. I'm here to help you, and you can say that, but I have my own decisions too, Amanda. And I want to help those people."

"Who even told you I was controlling you, hm? I brought you here because you wanted to be an asset."

"But I did not said I approve of innocent bloodshed-"

"I've heard enough, and if you want to keep them safe. They're your responsibility. So long as they're out of the way."

She bitterly replied as she walked, but as Nick still walked with her to continue their argument, she got another response.

"Piper will not approve of thi-"

Amanda emmidiately glared at him as she walked with him.

"The Enclave is where my fondness will ever lie, Nick. Not to some pushy woman of the press."

"You can't blame her. I know how she cares for you, but you really can't blame Piper for caring about you that way. And don't forget your last and most loyal family member, Codsworth. And your house pet, Dogmeat and your resident super mutant, Strong. You have a family back home, it's not only about Piper."

"God dammit, Nick... I. Am. Not. In. The. Mood..."

Her hissing, venomous response finally ended their argument.

After seeing the synth detective now longer about to speak, Amanda mentally sighed in relief with a visible frown.

"At last it's over. I'm heading off."

Amanda simply said before finally turning away from Nick.

"And just where do you think you're going off to? Someone has to keep an eye on everyone here."

Amanda grumbled before turning her head over to her shoulder with a glare at Nick who suddenly interrupted.

"I'll be back..."

She finished bitterly, and ignoring Nick's frown on his face, Amanda simply turned away and finally walked away leaving a grumbling synth detective.

After some time of getting herself a plasma pistol and her new power armor for a field test, Amanda walked out of the large tent now in full suit of the Liberty power armor.

The inside of the suit was much more comfortable that the T-60 and T-45 as she's worked those, but what pleased her the lost was the complexity of the suit itself as she simply walked with some flexibility on the limb parts than the previous suits she'd worn before.

Figuring to stop by on their weapons tent, she issued herself one of the laser miniguns and walked out heavily armed. But walking over to one of the vertibirds ready for departure, Amanda noticed Nick just simply watching everyone else mindlessly. His plastic face clearly showing he's feeling out of place on her cause. She couldn't blame him but she wasn't blaming herself either, as it's Nick's decision to help her. In fact, she didn't even felt anything at all when speaking of innocent lives, other that hate, anger and her craving to kill.

Turning her head to the pilot as the vertibird began to obeying above, Amanda began.

"Heading over to the Dam?"

"Yes, Ma'am! Scouting ahead and to study their defenses from above!"

"Good. But I need you to drop me 40 meters from Mojave, 20 feet above ground."

"Yes, Commander!"

Amanda gave a small satisfied nod, she would look forward for this field testing. To think of thousands of soldiers to see person, it was a perfect time to do a one man patrol herself. Like hell she'd care if they could see the Enclave insignia.

After a while of flight, Amanda jumped off the vertibird 20 feet above the ground and successfully dropped with a shockwave.

Now standing tall as she faced what's in front of her, Amanda's narrowed eyes only focused on the dusty path in her sight before setting foot onto her desired target for field testing her new power armor.

Not long, less than ten minutes, Amanda managed to get past the main entry, but deciding to get further in, she stole a torn rag from one of the small stands and began covering her power armor for some little disguise. She isn't going to to just test it somewhere else.

Passing by a small group of what appeared to be simple wastelanders, Amanda stopped and stared for a long moment. She watched a man, woman who was carrying a little girl. She wondered, how would've her life had been if the bombs never dropped. How life would've been if both Nate and Shaun were still with her. Then again, her she was. Under a power armor, with a laser minigun while simply getting pass the guards. It wasn't fair. No. Life wasn't fair. Not only life is what she blamed it for. The wasteland.

Not a split second, her vision spot went dark.

"OH GOD!"

"DADA!"

Amanda was then brought back to reality before seeing her metal hand tightly gripping the man's head who was now screaming in fear. His wife, and daughter screaming for help.

"DROP HIM! NOW!"

She heard one of the guards. Then came the guns all cocked and locked.

Amanda slowly turned her head at the sight of an abundance of guards all aiming wooden rifles at her. Pathetic she thought.

Simply removing the torn cloth off her power armor, Amanda slammed the man onto the woman who closely held her child. She didn't cared who was bleeding, who was screaming or who would be dying as she decided to grab the child only to be shot at the back of her armor. Bit a rifle bullet wouldn't do anything. And with all the thick layered metal in each plating? No flesh can withstand her soldiers metal lusting for blood.

Amanda dropped the little girl on the ground, the cries of fear and pain as the girl kept crying, her mother and father quickly crawling to their child for her aid, Amanda now got what she wanted. Attention. Perhaps, this would satiate her thirst.

Without a word, she emmidiately pulled out her laser minigun and to see none of the NCR guards were not going to hesitate, she didn't found it surprising as rifles began opening fire at her. Amanda only chucked under her helmet, but stopped before stepping in front and simply began firing her laser minigun at the amount of NCR soldiers in front of her.

Seeing some still shooting at her, the rest all began running for cover. She wasn't going to let any soul away that easily.

Firming her laser means killing everyone in sight, Amanda slowly began moving in further their main headquarters, and gunning down what seemed dozens now, but it wasn't enough as she finally entered further their main base, what seemingly appears like some poorly formed camp ground. A perfect sight of vase space with NCR personnel.

"Take positions!"

"Surround-!"

Amanda began firing again, above ground, down below, on the tents, and even the ones retreating and retrieving wounded. She loved the fight of gunning down the wounded being retrieved away. But away she loved most was stomping her way on the bodies bleeding on the ground. Popping their head with her armored foot like balloons as she kept firing.

"I need an artillery over here- AAAAAARGHHH!"

Amanda simply began gunning down and more and more. But she didn't stopped, her vision finally going black and her own sanity giving up trying to convince her to stop. But... She didn't wanted to stop. Instead, she kept going, firing on all the soldiers she came course. Those who even tried shooting at her with high caliber rifles didn't even scratched her Liberty power armor. She only returned fire by more and more lasers gunning down, amputating and slaughtering as many as she wanted. Until she finally began putting her laser minigun away and began charging towards the dozens of soldiers all slowly backing away while miserably firing at her with no damage done at all.

What was she doing? Amanda couldn't see. The visor on her Liberty helmet was smeared with blood. But she swore she could hear the loud pained and agonized screams. Gunfire. Desperate shouts for backup. And the sound she felt loving the most? The crunches of bones, the soft, squishing soinds and grinding on meat as she couldn't see anything at all anymore but hear and felt screams and limbs on her metallic hands being ripped apart.

Gunfire kept going, bullets kept bouncing, but nothing happened as she kept ripping.

Screams of what appears to be their last option to seeing her was all she kept hearing. But she just kept tearing.

Ripping off heads and limbs, and tearing through torsos as she kept moving forward. But arriving at the main center of the NCR headquarters, Amanda pulled out her laser minigun and began opening fire at the sight of soldiers rushing out all over the place trying to surround her, but none stood a chance. She only kept firing all over, gunning down each soldier, group by group.

She was getting surround slowly, but it didn't scared her, what made her worry at least was the sound of the vertibird nearing above her. She cursed as she met the sight of the Enclave vertibird flying by. She was still having fun. Not seeing her ride was here, Amanda mentally sighed with a bitter frown before dropping off a flare grenade as she continued gunning down countless moving bodies.

Oh, just how she loved the faces of these NCR fucks by the time her vertibird landed, four automated X01s came rushing out armed with plasma rifles and began shooting at many as soldiers trying to surround them, but as she was finally informed by one if the X01s to get on board, Amanda wore a bitter frown. Obviously not yet satisfied with the bloodshed she just did.

As she joined the X01s on board the vertibird, Amanda watched as two of her AIs began mounting the pair of miniguns mounted on both sides of the vertibird before firing down at the sound. Amanda was at least satisfied at the sight. Bit she wondered, how would Nick be reacting as she watched even civilians were now getting shot down but a large rain of led from the miniguns as the vertibird began flying away. She didn't felt bad. In fact, Amanda loved that.

"Commander, your armor is soaked in blood. Proceeding to the workshop tent for armor cleaning is advised."

Amanda heard one of the pilots said, so simply hopping off her power armor, Amanda wore a very pleasured look on her face to see her newly built power armor bless with blood. She found it all too elegant but as she was about to take a seat, she noticed the main walls and fences serving as the NCR's main front defense. Amanda noticed the mini nukes at the back of the vertibird, and a fat man. They haven't made exit off the NCR territory just yet. Her X01s were still able to shoot down locals and mostly, NCR personnel down below. There's still some fun left.

First nuke. She pulled the trigger, and the sight of the mini nuke dropping down and into the main walls, Amanda simply reloaded the fat man. Now, the NCR is vulnerable to any incoming attacks. They wanted war, they got one now.

For Nate.

Second nuke. Amanda aimed at the main larger area that seemed to serve as their town's square. She pulled the trigger. The nuke came dropping about the sight of the mini mushroom explosion was endearing. She wished she brought Nick to watch the beautiful sight.

For Shaun.

The loud sirens from all over the territory began. Amanda loaded the final mini nuke with a huff. No shit is stopping her. Seeing a large building, with NCR personnel rushing out with artillery, Amanda smirked and fired the last nuke. And there came another loud explosion, but a much bigger one. Amanda smirked as only one thought came to her mind.

'No more munitions.'

For the Commonwealth.

"They will run out of ammunition with what they have left, Commander. And with their wall destroyed, we will easily surround them."

Amanda only gave a simple nod with a satisfied expression on her face before giving one of the AIs the fat man.

"We've recieved a transmission from our outpost, Ma'am. Our forces in the Commonwealth are currently preparing for any incoming attacks."

And a suddenly heard another AI speak.

"They report the conflict was started due to demanding of technology and the existence of the Enclave in the Commonwealth, our rival would be none other but the Brotherhood of Steel. No casualties so far on our forces on the Commonwealth was reported, but the USAF was taking most of the damage. Our Intel reported General Ward and the USAF were helping the Commonwealth locals to defend. Diamond City is currently under siege as well as other larger settlements, Far Harbor is the safest possible for refuge however while the non feral ghouls' resident, Goodneighbour has fallen from nonstop Brotherhood attacks and it's refugees were taken by the USAF for safe keeping, while most non ferals decided to enlist to the Enclave. To add more about the news, most Super Mutants were killed off, and the only thing standing between the tension between the USAF and the Brotherhood of Steel are the non feral ghouls. Which provides a stalemate. A good advantage for the USAF to use in their favor to rescue more civilians.

And finally, our forces back home are awaiting your order, Ma'am. Shall we stand down or help our fellow servicemen and women in the USAF?"

Amanda didn't replied. Even though that she will target the Brotherhood of Steel next after the NCR, why would she care for the USAF? Amanda figured, fuck the old US military. It's all about the Enclave that matters now. After all, they don't take the Enclave kindly as one of them, nothing more but a twisted, corrupted version of the pre war military. But seeing the AI was still patiently waiting for her response, she folded her arms before a simple idea came to her mind.

"Leave it to Patriot. He's in charge of our Commonwealth division while in my absence.. So I honestly don't care who lives and who does in the USAF and the Brotherhood."

But just then the AI gave a nod in response, Amanda suddenly then added.

"The Railroad, however, is now under our rule. We would need to evacuate them to the bunker hill secured by our Outcast division, temporary relocation would be advise for our secret agents for their protection. They're our key personnel under the black ops division for underground operations like the Outcast. They'll be very useful to get behind the lines and infiltrate for Brotherhood intelligence, so they're safety comes first priority..."

"But we have another problem, Ma'am..."

Amanda raised a brow.

"What is it?"

"Colonel Moore has arrived to the Commonwealth three hours ago, with two thousand soldiers brought by their vertibirds non stop. And our Intel reports says that our airbase was discovered by one of her assets called the Courier and now our main base of operations are currently preparing for an all out attack, Patriot was the one who sent the message. The current wall standing in between them and the NCR is the Minutemen. A man named Preston Garvey also found our airbase and proposed a temporary cease fire for our troops while the Minutemen has rallied their battalion and have already prepared their artillery against the NCR in case any attack finally breaks. The said Minuteman also mentioned he was wanting to help the Enclave in return of a huge favor he owes you, Commander. On a side note, we have good news. We've reached the approximate of over two thousand amount of all current and active Enclave personnel, both from the Commonwealth and here in New California."

Amanda gave a satisfied nod. But despite the last news, she was quite interested to see where this conflict would go. She figured going neutral would be nice. Like a spectator audience watching a game of soccer. Two teams, consisted of the NCR and the Minutemen fighting was quite an interesting sight that she wished to watch like a big league to see which team would win. Amanda mentally chuckled. Though, it was fucked up to think of a war like a game, but it wasn't. Lives were now at stake, both from the Commonwealth and New California. And Amanda was the goddess sitting atop watching the small pawd on her big, fucked up game. She actually felt so alive being the goddess atop these cannon fodder. But either battle or not, she'll watch how the tide of this battle turns to who's favor. The USAF or the Brotherhood? The Minutemen or the NCR? A four way conflict, where the Enclave sits atop watching the fodder fight to the last breath.

As they finally arrived back at the outpost, told the AIs to bring have her power armor cleaned before deciding to proceed to the communications tent. Surprised slightly by little when she found Nick helping on keeping in touch with the airbase. Amanda almost felt bad for this synth. He was trying to 'help' her, and he was trying to help the innocent lives here in New California AR the same time. The same people she wanted dead with the NCR, and now, he's trying to help the people and everyone back the Commonwealth. All at the same fucking time. This synth is not enough. If only Amanda could understand how he feels. But she wasn't like Nick. Not anymore, hell, despite her being human from flesh to bone and Nick being all plastic and wires, Amanda knew she wouldn't be wrong to admit that Nick was obviously the most 'human' between the two of them. That trait Amanda had long turned her back away from. Being human.

"I see you're 'busy' there."

Amanda watched the synth detective quickly spun around but shortly frowned at her interrupting.

"Our home is about to get on the brink of war, Amanda. We need to help them."

Amanda simply yawned before simple approaching the synth.

"The USAF can deal with the Brotherhood for now. We'll go after them."

"It's about the Minutemen-"

"I know."

"Then why aren't we doing anything-"

"Because we're here in New California now."

Amanda earned another frown from Nick.

"But our home is in danger, Amanda. You need to see that truth of reality."

"Reality is nothing but misery, Nick. I'm sick of looking at the same bullshit it repeatedly shows me. So let them do what needs to be done. After all, they're growing their forces now."

"God dammit, Amanda. You don't get it don't you? Diamond City is about to fall, Goodneighbor is gone, all sides on the Commonwealth are on a conflict and will end on a total war and will lose either from the Brotherhood or the NCR! We need to help our people!"

Amanda folded her arms.

"I thought you'd say that. Alright. But we will kill off everyone here instead before we can go back to the Commonwealth."

"No! We need to separate the good folks that are here-!"

"You're being paranoid, Nick. You need to calm down."

"Now, how am I supposed to calm down with all this going on? It's should be you that needs to calm down! Lives, thousands of lives are being played under a pulled string! You're string!"

"I love playing god. You should try it sometimes."

"Do I have to leave you in order for you to see anything that actually makes sense, Amanda?"

What does she have to lose if he does leave? Amanda didn't fazed at the remark.

"No one's stopping you, Nick. But I appreciated everything that you've done for the Enclave during your short duration of time working here. You didn't done it for me, Nick. You did it for the Enclave."

And a simply replied. But seeing Nick no longer responded, she only watched plainly as he sighed and lowered his head. And there, she got one, small response.

"I tried my best, Amanda. To show you how to be... Human... But I'm not saying I'm giving up either."

Amanda only watched as Nick finally left the tent, she knew what the synth had in mind. But she wasn't expecting anything else from him. She got what she needed now.

Turning her attention to the small mic on the radio, Amanda stood for a moment before finally speaking.

"This is Commander Amani. What is the status of our airbase?"

"Commander! This is Patriot! Our airbase is in stable condition. But our defenses are prepared, and our troops are waiting your orders, Ma'am! The asset of the NCR had been using everyone in the Commonwealth, trying to get information. I have already prepared a team of Outcast ready for deployment. Permission to hunt down the Courier?"

Amanda was silent for a moment. It wasn't because she doubt her second in command. But the idea of pursuing one of the valuable assets of the NCR, where's the fun in that?

So clearing her throat, Amanda began.

"Do what you must, Patriot. But keep the Courier alive. There's no fun in killing off valuable person's of interest when we can still have a bit if fun torturing them for the time being. As for Colonel Moore... Leave her to me. I have a surprise for that bitch for when she gets back here in New California."

"Commander, the only way they will leave the Commonwealth is if they have no other- Was that your plan the whole time, Commander? Have you... Well thought of this from before departing to New California?"

Amanda smirked and replied.

"A leader is useless without the smarts, Patriot. This is why we can easily hold lives in holding people by their necks."

"An intelligent move, Commander. I shall keep our troops prepared, shall the NCR dare to attack us, they would not manage to step through the fences from the landmines we've planted all over the airbase. As for the Minutemen, they are proving useful as the main cannon fodder and their temporary leader has successfully rallied out a battalion of the Minutemen. But it would seem that this is not our fight."

"I do think so as well, Patriot. And while it's happening, keep an eye out on everyone there, and everything that's happening. Because I can't promise to return anytime soon. And your orders would stand clear for everyone there in the airbase under my authority."

"Yes, Ma'am! But we have a complicated matter regarding the Brotherhood of Steel."

Amanda bitterly frowned. She hated that.

"What about them, Patriot?"

"They are currently demanding for our technology and to cease our existence as the Enclave in the Commonwealth. General Ward has taken action and now the Commonwealth is currently in conflict between the USAF and the Brotherhood of Steel from DC. The east coast Brotherhood however have been neutrally ignoring their DC division and had been keeping out of the way - A good sign - but shall we intervene?"

"Now is not the right time, Patriot. We'll deal with them once I'm done here in New California. And I still have plenty of work to finish. So expect the communications from here to be non active for the next upcoming days. I'm putting communication links to the airbase from here in offline for the whole duration of this month... It's the fall season and it shall be our reaping season to wipe out the people who opposed and destroyed the failure chapters of the Enclave. And you know where your part of all this will come in, Patriot. Make each life you think that deserves to fall like autumn leaf."

"Yes, Commander! The Brotherhood of Steel shall be annihilated with the NCR! God bless the Enclave!"

"And nothing else."

After the discussion, Amanda emmidiately ordered the have the communication link with the airbase to be offlined. They're on their own for now, and she had a lot of work to get done regarding thousands of lives in New California. And Amanda was not looking for amy forgiveness once she's dealt with the NCR. For her, it's only a matter of time when the Colonel returns, and once she does, Amanda would look forward to how the reaction would be to a sight of thousands of corpses in a vast pool of blood.

After getting out of the tent, Amanda was approached by human soldier.

"Our asset has departed to the Commonwealth by vertibird, Ma'am. He said the Commonwealth would need help, shall we send reinforcements to help?"

Amanda simply shook her head.

"No. Let the bloodshed begin. And while it does, we will make our own here with the thousands of lives. We will add blood in the water. But speaking of which..."

Amanda paused, a widening sinister grin began to plaster on her face.

"Status report in Colorado Springs?"

"Good news, Ma'am. We have learned that most of the defenses there are armed NCR personnel only, no turrets, and they're handful of securetrons are all scattered around the surrounding areas of the Hoover Dam."

Amanda gave a very satisfied nod.

"I think it would be a perfect opportunity to use those robots under our favor..."

Amanda snapped her fingers and grinned widely.

"Gather a team of Outcast and prepare our engineers. We're going to catch some metal fishes..."

"Yes, Commander!"

Perhaps she can skip a few days that make it ten in order to surround Mexico. Of course. Why would people remain there when their water runs out? They will go and attempt to get water themselves but only if they can. Amanda found the perfect, twisted chance start her plot in the New California. Only NCR blood would be harvested out of that Hoover Dam.

After three hours of preparing teams, both Enclave and Outcast teams were emmidiately deployed by vertibirds from two locations: Freeside and Colorado Springs. As slow as she proceed this, the more the painful it will impact the NCR right where it hurts.

Taking a walk just across the outpost, Amanda was quickly approached by Chuck.

"I've heard of what happened at the main NCR base, Commander. That was a huge risk. You should've at least had prepared a team to assist you if you planned terrorizing them."

Amanda simply waved a dismissing hand at the statement.

"Just a simple field test, nothing more. But even better... Their wall is destroyed. And their munitions cache all gone. They'll only depend now on their numbers."

"Their wall is gone? Well that's even better. Now we'll just have to find a way how to mop 'em all up..."

"Not to worry, Captain. Everything has a backup plan."

"Alright then. Anyway, I'm here to report that our teams stationed at Freeside finally located the rogue band integrated to the NCR. They're stationed not too far from the Hoover Dam. But there's a catch, Commander. There's a group trying to block out troops in, small group called Reilly's Rangers."

Amanda frowned as she folded her arms.

"Kill them."

She earned a surprised look from Chuck, despite not wearing a helmet, his eyes blinked a few times before finally giving a slow nod.

"Yes, Commander. But what of the caravans? A woman named Cass leading the one caravan still active is getting on our way for quite some time now in Freeside."

Amanda bitterly frowned. Does everyone in this land really have to get in the way?

"Kill everyone that poses a compromise to our operations, but those those who are willing to surrender, imprison them instead, while most, being NCR involve... Do not spare one soul. I want them all dead."

She earned a nod and a quick salute before dismissing Chuck.

It's time to make a move.

Returning back to her tent, Amanda sat down in front of her terminal and began typing another entry.


:::Welcome to Robco Industries [TM] Termlink:::

- WELCOME TO THE ENCLAVE -

:::Officer's Personal Logs:::

:::LOG 4: War. War is about to change:::

A four way conflict is currently at large in the Commonwealth. Powers of different factions, lives and weapons turned on one another . What a perfect massacre to witness . If I could only watch . . .

After getting to see in person the main territory of the NCR first hand, I made me think, what kind of end should I give these low lives ? Should I burn them all ? Rain thousands of led from above? Perhaps, surround them on all sides ? What's their numbers gonna do to stop the Enclave ? Nothing . And when time comes in, there will only be blood and sand in this heated part of the wasteland .

To think of back home, Nick had left earlier . What's he gonna do to stop what's happening and what's about to happen ? He doesn't know that this was all part of the plot . Should I be surprised that both Brotherhood from DC and the east coast are in the Commonwealth at this time ? Should I be surprised two thousand NCR personnel are in the Commonwealth ? No . Because one this is for sure . . . The Enclave controls the fates of each life . But whole I sat on the very top, perhaps giving both USAF and the Minutemen their time to shine would be nice, they've always wanted to do what they wanted to . But don't we all ?

*And if my time and duration of being the Commander of the Enclave thought me one thing ? It's that War. War is about to change .*


After saving the entry, Amanda grinned, and only one thing came on her mind as she stood up and began walking out of the tent.

'Tomorrow, the Hoover Dam will be under my control.'


The work was kinda filled with complications. Place this part here, place this part there phase, but at last it's done. But the massacre isn't. Yet.

As always, thank you all for reading and hope you all stay tuned for the next chapter.

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