Chapter 5.
"Speaking", 'Thoughts', 'Writing', (A/N: Authors Note).
Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia or Fallout New Vegas; they belong to Kōhei Horikoshi and Obsidian Entertainment/Bethesda respectively.
Two people looked through a window into a bare room where one woman sat. "Are you sure it is her?"
"Positive, she reacted with shock when I mentioned her name. I believe that to be as clear a sign as anything."
"But where has she been if she's aged so much in 2 months?"
"We don't know Principle, but before she left, she said that she wanted to hear about U.A."
"Really? Then let us talk to her." The Principle said before turning and exiting the room, the other person following behind.
Six was sitting in the Interrogation room once more, in handcuffs, 'Seriously, don't these guys get that if I want to get out of the cuffs I will?' Six thought to herself. The door to her "cell" opened, and two people walked in; the first person was familiar while the other was not. "Hello 'Eraser Head' Who do you have with yo-" She snickered a bit when she said the Pro-Hero's name but before she finished her sentence she finally took in the features of the second person. It looked like a clean, bipedal, furry, Mole Rat with a scar across his right eye. "The Fuck is that?" She exclaimed in confusion.
"Hello, I am Principle Nezu of U.A. High School, nice to see you again Miss Uraraka." The Mole Rat said, most likely purposely ignoring the exclamation.
"Uhhhhhhhhh, Hi." Six said, still confused, "No offence intended, but why is a Furry Mole Rat in charge of a Hero School?"
Principle Nezu's eye twitched a bit at the question but he answered it anyway, "Because I was the most qualified for the job." He said politely, "I hear that you wanted to learn more about U.A., so here I am. But before we talk about that, I want to ask you something." Six raised an eyebrow slightly before gesturing for him to go on. "You killed three people earlier today, I was wondering what your reasoning was."
"Ah, well, I don't know how you people feel on me killing members of a Faction you don't know so I was trying to defuse the situation as peacefully as I could. But one of them charged me and therefore was a danger to myself and two more were getting ready to execute the hostages and therefore was a danger to them. So, I neutralized the threats before it escalated, the Decanus and the Recruit that was tending to him were not threats during the situation, so I let them live. Simple as that."
"Hmmm, now, what did you want to know about U.A.?" Nezu asked.
Paladin Alexander Fox, or more commonly known as The Lone Wanderer, was standing in a fairly large amphitheater waiting for "The King" to see him. Alexander had elected to put away Metal Blaster in favor of the more compact MPLX Novasurge. Alexander also had his helmet off, revealing him to be young, probably in between 16 and 17. He was 5'11" and had crimson hair, fairly tanned skin and the entirety of one of his eyes, Sclera and all, was blood red and had a scar running vertically across it, while the other eye was a sky blue. There were about 5 Kings Gang Members in the room, all looking at him, 3 with 10mm SMGs, 1 with a 10mm Pistol, and 1 with a .357 Magnum revolver. The door Alexander entered through opened once more to reveal 2 people; one was a man wearing a light tan blazer with a dark button-up collared shirt, pants and lace up shoes and the other was wearing T-51b Power Armor with Brotherhood markings on it.
"So, you're the one causing all the fuss with my people." The first said in what seemed to be an Elvis impression. "Mind tellin' me who you are?"
"Paladin Alexander Fox, Brotherhood of Steel, East Coast Chapter." He said, saluting.
"Scribe Veronica Santangelo, Brotherhood of Steel, Mojave Chapter." A feminine voice said through the T-51b helmet. Alexander raised an eyebrow at that, why was a Scribe wearing Power Armor? "So, what are you doing here?" She asked.
"Well, it was purely an accident. I was exploring the D.C. ruins when I stumbled across an old Subway Station. I managed to get the power back on and one of the trains up and running, so being curious I decided to see where it took me. About 3 days later, here I am." Alexander replied earnestly with a shrug.
"Alright Arcade, you can come in now." Veronica shouted after taking off her helmet. The other door to the room opened to reveal a man in old Enclave Power Armor and a Plasma Rifle with an Eyebot that floated behind him. Alexander wasn't familiar with the armor type, but he could recognize that symbol anywhere.
"ENCLAVE!" Alexander shouted out and brought his Plasma Pistol to bear, but before he could shoot, the Scribe next to him hit him with her power fist, knocking the air out of him and launching him across the room. MPLX Novasurge flying off out of reach. "What. The. Hell?" Alexander wheezed.
"Can't have you shooting my good friend here." Veronica chided with a hand on her hip.
"Why is the Brotherhood allying with the Enclave?" Alexander gasped as he tried getting up.
"Arcade isn't technically part of the Enclave, but he and the Remnants are welcome here. After all, it isn't like they have loyalty or share any ideology with the Enclave that went east." Veronica explained, "So, you going to play nice or am I going to have to punch you again?
Midoriya was standing on the roof of the Hospital reading the note that Kota left for him, a small smile on his face. He heard footsteps approaching him and he looked up, expecting to see a Nurse putting up some sheets or something, what he didn't expect was a 6 foot 1 inch tall armored person with glowing red eyes; it was the person who helped him at the Hero Training Camp. The Green Haired Hero immediately tensed up, remembering how the man acted towards him when they first met.
"Hey kid, what's up?" The man asked in English, his robotic voice unnerving Midoriya ever so slightly.
"What are you doing here?" Midoriya demanded to know in Japanese, his fists clenching.
"Easy there, I'm just here to have a little chat." The man replied in Midoriya's native tongue. The man reached up to his head and removed the Helmet and Gasmask combo that sat atop, revealing a fairly young woman with strangely cut brown hair, brown eyes, and a face full of scars; She honestly looked like if Uraraka had an older sister who was in the military. Midoriya felt a pang of sadness, just the thought of Uraraka brought up memories of her disappearance, and how he wasn't even there when the nicest person to him at the time vanished, he really hoped that one day she would return. "I know, I know; not what you expected." The woman said as she rolled her eyes at his expression. "We never got properly acquainted. Well, you told me your name, but I never told you mine; name's Courier Six." She finished and stuck out a hand to him.
"Is that your hero name?" Midoriya asked as he warily shook Six's hand; his eyes briefly flickering over her form for any weapons. He spotted the large, black and gold revolver that she used for the majority of the fight in the woods as well as the hilt of what he assumed was a knife.
"I guess you could say that." Six said as she shrugged her shoulders before reaching inside her duster and retrieved a small pack of cigarettes and after putting one between her teeth, gestured with it towards Midoriya, who was once again dumbfounded by her.
"The legal age for smoking is 21, you know that right." He said in confusion. For a moment Six held a slight grimace of annoyance before putting away the pack and pulling out an ornate lighter.
"Whatever." She shrugged and lit the cigarette between her teeth. "Now, I'm sure you have plenty of questions."
"Um, well. Why do you have guns? Only the Police and the Military have guns." Midoriya asked hesitantly. He really wasn't all that comfortable having this person near him after he saw her holding a gun to that Villain's head.
"Self Defense mostly; from where I'm from, the bad guys don't hesitate to try and shoot you. So, I return in kind." She said bluntly. 'Well, this place is fixing to be interesting. Wonder what that Mole Rat dude wanted me to do at the Police Station tonight?'
Alright! Sorry that this chapter is a bit shorter than normal, but whatever. More free words for you am I right? Anyways, thanks for all the support! Please do point out any grammatical errors you find in the reviews, I'll try and immediately fix them, even if they are in the older chapters. And as always, feel free to leave criticism, roast me, threaten my life, or anything else along those lines.
Sayonara readers, Gamenian out.