'Where am I?'

"Whoa, easy there, Easy; You been out cold a couple of days now" said an old man sitting at my left side.

"- Why don't you just relax for a second and get your bearings." 'Who is he and why am I around all of this

medical equipment?'

"- Let's see what the damage is. How about your name? Can you tell me your name?"

'Ah! My head hurts! Goddamn noise! SHUT UP!' The pain cooled down after a few seconds but I feel like I'm

spinning. A memory came up. "William Arthur Smith... it works doesn't it son"

"William... Arthur Smith." "Huh. Can't say it's what I'd have picked for you. But if that's your name, that's your

name." 'Jeez not to be rude pal' "- I'm Doc Mitchell. Welcome to Goodsprings." 'Goodsprings, can't say I've been

here' "- Now, I hope you don't mind, but I had to go rooting around there in your noggin to pull all the bits and

pieces of lead out." 'Wait. What lead?' "- I take pride in my needlework, but you'd better tell me if I left anything

out of the place." He then gave me a device called a "Reflectron" with its name inscribed on it and the makers of it,

some company called "RobCo." It showed me my face and every feature about it.

| Reflectron Information |

Sex: Male

Race: Caucasian

Age: 23

[Hair]

Hairstyle: Smooth Wave

Hair Color: Steel

Facial Hair: None

| Thank you for using RobCo's Reflectron |

"Well, I got most of it right, anyway. Stuff that mattered" Doc Mitchell said as he got up his chair. "- Okay. No sense

of keeping you on that bed anymore. Let's see if we can get you on your feet, eh?" Doc Mitchell helped me up and

once I got up my vision got a little distorted but returned to normal after 2 seconds. "Good. Why don't you walk to

the end of the room? Go over by that vigor tester machine. Take it slow now. It ain't a race" slowly but surely I

walked to the "vigor machine" thing. "You're looking good so far. Go ahead and give the vigor tester a try. We'll

learn right quick if you got back all your faculties." After starting the vigor machine it showed my strength,

perception, endurance, charisma, intelligence, agility and luck for some reason giving each category a number

between 1 and 10 what does it mean.

| Vit-o-Matic Vigor Tester |

Strength: 7 (Beach Bully)

Subject appears to be healthy and having above average strength from past works such as lifting and or pulling

heavy objects.

'When and how did I do those things?'

Perception: 9 (Sniper Hawk)

Subject appears to have 40/40 vision in both the left and right eye.

'I can see that'

Endurance: 6 (Hardy)

Subject's pain tolerance is high compared to average people. Physical condition is at fit level; please note that

subject is highly skilled in close combat with either subject's fists or melee weaponry.

'Highly skilled in close combat... where did I get that?'

Charisma: 10 (Cult Leader)

Subject's leadership skills and knowledge is astoundingly high, rated at master. Subject's natural personality can be

said to be considered to be favorable and "attractive" to people.

'Attractive you say'

Intelligence: 10 (Omniscient)

Subject's IQ is rated at 168. In addition, the subject appears to have photographic memory. BRAIN DAMAGE

ERROR: Please note that subject's explicit memory lobe has been damaged and may or has caused temporary

amnesia. PLEASE NOT.

'168! Is that right?'

Agility: 6 (Catlike)

Subject appears to have above average speed and agility, analysis concludes that extended amounts of running or

extreme cases of injuries and wounds have caused heightened agility.

'What wounds!'

Luck: 7 (Lucky 7)

Subject survived multiple near-death-experiences such as directly being shot to the head twice... after extensive

analysis fatality percentage was above 90%.

'Either God sent an angel from heaven or I am lucky!'

"My God... this is my first time seeing someone having everything above 5. God knows what you did before this but

still it is great news." He said in a surprised way.

"- Well we know that your vitals are great." 'Yeah they are' "- But that don't mean them bullets didn't leave you

nuttier than a Bighorner dropping."

"What the hell is a Bighorner... actually never mind that"

"What do you say you take a seat on my couch and we go through a couple questions? See if your dogs are still

barking" then a memory flashed before William's eyes.

'Hey boy, you lost or something?' then it went away, what memory was that? Did I have a dog before this? Never

mind gotta stay focused. I sat down on the couch while Doc Mitchell sat down on a chair in front of me.

"Alright, I'm gonna say a word. I want you to say the first thing that comes to mind. It's as easy as breathing."

"Cat"

"Feed"

"House"

"Investment"

"Night"

"Silencer"

"Bandit"

"Vaporize"

"Light"

"Torch"

"Mother"

"Genes"

"Okay. Now I got a few statements. I want you to tell me how much they sound like something you'd say."

"First one; Conflict just ain't in my nature."

"Strongly Agree"

"I ain't given to relying on others for support."

"Strongly Agree"

"I'm always fixing to be the center of attention."

"Strongly Disagree"

"I'm slow to embrace new ideas."

"Strongly Disagree"

"I charge in to deal with my problems head-on."

"Strongly Disagree"

"Almost done here... what do you say you have a look at these? Tell me what you see."

"A chemical reaction"

"Okay how about this one"

"It's some space-age technology"

"Alright, what do you see from this last image?"

"A head on a pillow"

"Well that's all the pictures. I don't have anything to compare it to, so maybe you'd better just have a look at the

results. See if it all seems right to you."

"Yeah it's all right doc"

"Alright, before I turn you loose, I need one more thing from you." 'Heh... I hope the price isn't too high' "I got a

form for you to fill out, so I can get a sense of your medical history" "Wait you don't need me to pay" "Pay?! No

just for this time I'll do it for free. This is just a formality, ain't like I expect to find you got a family history of getting shot

in the head."

"Alright I guess that about does it." I and Doc Mitchell stand up. "Come with me I'll see you out." Doc walked me to

the front door. "Here these are... well were yours. Found them on you when you were brought in." 'Okay some things on me

while I was asleep' "- I hope you don't mind but I gave the note a look. I thought it could help me find a next of kin.

But it was just something about a platinum chip." 'A platinum chip... ... ... nope doesn't ring a bell' "Well if you're

heading back out there, you ought to have this. They call it a Pipboy. I grew up in one of them Vaults they made

before the war. We all got one." "Your first assignment will be given to you tomorrow." 'Another memory... little

by little I'll eventually know who I am.' "- Ain't much use to me now, but you might want such a thing, after what

you've been through. I know what it's like, to have something taken from you, especially something dear like your

past... Oh! And put this on, too, so the locals don't pick on you for lacking any modesty. Never was my style any

way but I do hope it will give you something in return unlike me." "Thanks Doc, really thank you. Are you sure I

don't have to pay you for this?" "Don't worry it's what I'm here for. You should talk to Sunny Smiles before you

leave town. She can help you learn to fend for yourself out here in the Mojave. She'll likely be at the Saloon."

'Sunny Smiles... sounds like a nice person' "- I reckon some of the other folks at the saloon might be able to help

you get back to your feet. Oh! And the fella that dug you out of the grave is the metal feller in our town, he's called

Victor." 'I should thank Victor for digging me out' "- Anyway if you ever get hurt or shot by some bandits, my

doors always open to fix you back up. But try not to get killed anymore next time." I laughed at his words "Don't

worry doc I'll be careful next time."

Author's Notes:

Wondering why the SPECIAL stats are all above 5 well I will tell you guys on a different chapter when everything

will be revealed but if you're also wondering what the traits and stats of William are here they are.

[Traits]

Wild Wasteland

Trigger Discipline

[Stats]

Barter: 42.

Energy Weapons: 27.

Explosives: 27.

Guns: 34.

Lockpick: 27.

Medicine: 29.

Melee Weapons: 23.

Repair: 29.

Science: 29.

Sneak: 21.

Speech: 42.

Survival: 23.

Unarmed: 23