Everything seems so surreal.
Only a few minutes out of the vault, Nora feels like she's in a comic book or a dystopian novel. She remembers reading those types of books as a teen. She never expected the words on the pages to turn into a reality. She walks down the path she had ran up for the safety of the vault. She still can feel her shins burning from running up the hill with Nate a few steps behind her carrying their son. Shaun didn't cry, he didn't know that was going on, how could he. Such a tiny, pure little thing to existing in the world, not knowing how awful it is to live in it. This same world took her Nate, a war veteran, a husband, and a new father. Nate had met Shaun two months prior. Shaun was born while Nate was in some base in Alaska. She will never forget the memory of Nate meeting Shaun for the first time, Nate was terrified to hold his baby boy. Nora couldn't imagine the horrors Nate had gone through during Anchorage, but she encouraged him to hold Shaun, and he did. The image of Nate holding his son for the first time, months after his birth, he couldn't stop crying.
Tears slipped through Nora's eyes, and now he is gone. Forever.
The atmosphere was chilling, Nora woke up to strange people in hazmat suits and a bald man standing in front and opening Nate's pod. Nora banged her fists hard against the frozen glass, she screamed, telling them to leave her husband and son alone. Shaun wailed as the woman tried to ripe him from Nates arms, Nate didn't allow it. They played tug of war with Shaun, until the bald man pulled his pistol out and shot Nate in cold blood.
Nora screamed once again.
The woman took her son and shut Nate's pod closed. The bald man turns to see her, his eyes are dark, showing no remorse for what he had done. Nora banged her fists against the frozen glass, screaming. The man was bald, a deep scar over his left eye, full leather armor.
The overhead system began to do a countdown again, everything started to turn white, the bald man smirked back her.
The tears poured down her face, her throat burned from holding back her cry. That fucking took her husbands life, and kidnaped her baby son.
She let it all out.
The world is a fucked up place.
Nora forced herself to walk home, or what was left of it. She got on the main road, and to her surprise a majority of the homes were still steps got shorter and shorter as she got close to her home. She came to a halt when she sees a familiar mister handy buzzing about.
"Codsworth?" She barely whispers.
Nora snaggs on of Nates old assault bags and fills it with first aid, food, water, and ammo. After catching up with Codsworth, he informed her to go to Concord to seek for help, but he warns her that people aren't what they used to be, the are much more violent. Nora, with no other option decides to go, she prays that she makes it back alive or in one piece.
God knows how much Nora wishes that cars still work. Nora knew she was close to the red rocket gas station. The walk wasn't too far, but her body is out of shape. 'How did Nate do it?' As she got closer to the station, a german shepherd came running up to her. To her surprise the dog was very friendly, she scratched the dog all over. Nora, chuckled until she heard the cry of a feral animal. "What the fuck is that!?" Nora cried, a massive pink mole rat popped out of the ground, ready to attack. Lucky for Nora the dog, grabbed the monster from its neck and shook it violently. Nora, pulled her pistol out, charging the bolt, and shot the thing in the head, killing it instantly. One after another, Nora and her man's best friend killed six of them together. The dog killing the majority of them. Nora immediately sat down to rest. Her her heart was racing, she thought it was about to burst out of her chest. She closes her eyes, taking in deep breaths to slow her heart rate down. Opening her eyes, she rummages through her bag for water. Her tears the cap off and begins to chug the water until she stops to the sound of the dog whimpering . "That's right, you deserve some too. You saved me after all." Nora smiles, as she cupps her hand to hold water for the dog to enjoy.
The sound of gunshots echo the streets of Concord, Nora pulls her pistol closer to her. Lucky for her she knows her way through the streets and manages to avoid the exchange. She hears a man cry for help, she turns out of the ally to see a dark skinned man standing on the balcony of the museum of freedom. The man begs for her help, with no other choice she decides to help them. Nora, enters the museum. The dog walks ahead of her guiding her through the ruins, and like before the dog does most of the killings, this time people.
Nora can't help but to cry. How can anyone take the life of another. She knew she had to kill in order to survive, there's no more government, no law, humanity has fallen back to their savage nature. Shot after shot, body after body, Nora and her companion finally made it to the room where the dark skinned man was protecting a group of refugees. The man introduced himself as Preston Garvey, a member of the minuteman. In confusion, Nora conmented being part of the future and past, making the Preston explain further. The people in the room were refugees from a settlement in Quincy, and there was a massacre. Nora's heart dropped, the world has become truly fucked up.
Nora areeged to help them, she felt bad for these people, they want safety. One of the members with a pompadour hair and jean overalls, suggests taking the power armor and minigun from the vertibird. Nora, being the caring person she is volunteered for this outrages mission. In her mind, if she helped these people then they will gain trust and help her find her son later on. She has no left in this world that she can trust, and she has to start all over to find these people to trust. Nora did as she was told, she hacked into a terminal to get the power core, and she steadily made her way to the roof. She opened the door to find the power armor, standing stall and mighty. She cant help, but to smile. 'Nate' she thought, as she shoved the power core in and began to turn the rusted lock with all her strength. Bullets range past her, she managed to unlock the suit and got until. She marched up to the vertibird, ripping the minigun out of its mount and opened fire. The raiders retreated back, Nora jumped off of the roof, gunning them down. Tearing holes into them as if they were made of paper. As she made her way down the street, she heard a loud banging sound, as if something was trying to escape. "Preston! What's that sound and where is it coming from!"
It was too late, a metal sheet that was covering a hole in the street flew off and a massive horned lizard with long claw climbed out. Nora felt herself peeing. "Preston, what the FUCK is that?!"
"Nora, run! It's a deathclaw! Get inside now, I got you covered!" Preston panicked as he charges his laser musket up, firing upon the beast.
Nora fired her rounds as she ran back to the museum. The armor begins to beep 'Low power' Nora, without thinking hops out of the suit and bolts to the museum. The deathclaws sends a wave of wind, knocks her down. Nora gets up, to see the monster charging towards her, she quickly grabs the minigun and fires away. The deathclaw stops in place, roaring in pain. Soon after the minigun click blank, "Fuck me!" Nora cries, as the beast slowly drags its claws up to strike her, tears run down her face. 'I'm so sorry Nate. I couldn't get Shaun back. I'm so sorry, you should have lived' shutting her eyes and accepting her fate, she hears a loud gunshot and the beast crying in pain. Shot after shot, the beast succumbs to its injuries and crashes onto the floor.
"Take that you motherfucking deathclaw!"
Nora opens her eyes to find a teenage boy, flicking off the dead beast. The boy laughs, and searches the corps scattered around for goodies. Nora wipes her tears off, she has escaped death once more.
The boy turned towards her, with a goofy smile "Hey, vaultie! Welcome to the fucking wasteland!"