A/N: I do not own The Lion King or Fallout, they both belong to Disney and Obsidian Entertainment, and I hope you enjoy
A man with a cowboy hat took out two revolvers, each of them filled with armor-piercing bullets, while the other man in his golden Roman armor took out his blade, covered in the blood of his former victims. The two men stared down at each other, waiting for the other to strike first of the duel between the Legate and the Wild Card. To this day no one knows who made the first strike, but what they do know is that is was a restless, bloody battle, a battle for the future of the Mojave wasteland, whenever it would be independence, free from House, the NCR, the Legion, to give Vegas the ability to govern itself, free from people trying to use it for there own whims, or a future of slavery, a future as viewing women as nothing more but baby makers and sex slaves, a future that would be governed by a mad tyrant, who used to go by the name of Caesar, but now Lanius.
There were bullets flying in the air, the Cowboy barely dodging the powerful attacks of the Legate, firing bullet after bullet, each of them only making a dent to the Legates armor, each of them restlessness in their attacks, both of them have no intention of letting the other one live.
The battle went on for several minutes, the former courier using every weapon that he could use, while the Legate only used his sword, the only weaponed he needed.
But sooner or later the battle would have to end, like all things in life, and the battle seemed to end when the Legate slashed open the Cowboy chest. With the Cowboy laying in the water, blood oozing from his chest, the battle seemed to be over, with the Legate walking away from his enemy's body, making the critical mistake of not checking if he was actually dead.
With all of his power, he shakily got back on his feet, trying to ignore the pain, and grabbed his laser pistol which was laying in the water, and with one final shot, the Legate was nothing more than dust. A small smile crept on his face in satisfaction, before finally, his body gave out, and floated in the water, with the last sounds he ever heard was the one of Arcade screaming for help as his eyes slowly went grey, ending the Cowboys journey. Or at least, that's what it looked like for the people in the Mojave wasteland and the Cowboy himself, not knowing his journey was far from over.
His eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the hot sun shining down on his. "Is this heaven", he asked himself. Slowly he picked himself off and quickly realized that he was not in heaven, as he's pretty sure that heaven doesn't have this much sand and rocks in it. He started checking his pockets and his pip-boy, making sure he wasn't messing anything and sighed in relief when he found he still had everything on him.
His eyes were looking around, trying to see anything that all that might give him a clue to where he was, but all he saw was an endless desert, which was somehow even more barren than the Mojave. While most people would be surprised that their massive wound is suddenly healed and there is a place, they don't recognize, the former courier isn't most people, and because of his experiences in the wasteland, like talking to his own brain, nothing really surprised him anymore. With taking one final breath he picked a random location and decided to walk to who knows where hoping that he might find some sort of civilization.
He had been walking for what felt like hours at this point, with not even the radio providing any company, as for some reason it could not reach a signal, and he has already been starting to run out of Sunset Sarpariels at this point, with not a living thing in sight.
But he has been through worse, and he wasn't going to let a desert be where he dies, so no matter how exhausted he got, he pressed on further. "KAWW, KAWW", those were the first sounds he heard since he got there, he started to twist and turn, trying to locate the source, until he saw what looked like a bunch of mutated bird all huddled close together looking down at something. Curiosity got the best at him and started walking towards the strange-looking birds who immediately fled away from him when they notice him, leaving the strange-looking creature on the ground. The Cowboy slowly approached the creature with caution and curiosity, having never this creature before in his entire life, and when he finally got a good look at this creature, he was absolutely delighted by how cute it was, with the only thing that compared was Rex who was such a good boy.
While he would never admit it to anyone, he loved animals, every single kind of one he found cute in different ways, even if he has a lot of unfortunate encounters with hostel ones, he just couldn't help it, and so far on his long, hard journey, he still loved them. But that promptly ended when finally his brain caught up to him, and his pure glee turned to panic, as he immediately checked if was breathing, since while he never saw this cutie before, he's pretty sure it doesn't belong in the hot desert, while also not moving and quickly checked his pulse. Lucky his worries went away when he heard it was still breathing, but his next concern was to get it food and water, which the desert was promptly lacking. 'Finding out where I am will have to take a backseat for now, because I am not letting this creature die in wasteland all along if I can help it', he picked the small, mutated looking dog thing and placed it over his shoulder, and with his next objective in mind, he set off to find food and water for them, not knowing at the time that this encounter is the beginning of the next chapter of the Cowboys life, and a pretty long one at that.
A/N: And that's the start of my second fanfic. Now I will admit a crossover between Fallout New Vegas and The Lion King is a pretty weird one, but ever since I watched back to back Lion King one and two and how I have been playing New Vegas a lot recently, I wanted to write this for a while. Now I want to clear a few things up, I haven't watched The Lion Guard, and while it does sound interesting, I probably won't get around to watching anytime soon, but I will be using a few of its ideas. Secondly, New Vegas is the only Fallout game that I have played a lot of, I dabbled in the first game and the third one, but that's pretty much it, and while I do know a lot about them and the second and fourth one, I don't know enough to comfortably say that nothing in this story will contradict one of those games or the lore, so I just wanna give you and the rest of the readers a heads up on that.
So, for now, that's about it, and I hope to see you guys in the next chapter, so if you excuse me, I'm going to go play some more New Vegas.