Somewhere in the Capital Wasteland...

Emerson had no idea whatsoever he was doing. He knew that he shouldn't be disobeying orders, but this was outright cruel. The Lone Wanderer had doing but help the wasteland, and other areas as well. How could he bring himself to kill a person that meant so much to the people? Anyhow, it was still up to him to find him, no matter what.

Emerson was walking along the battered remains of a highway when he saw a group of Outcast's on their usual patrol. He picked up his pace to see if he could get any information on where he may be. The Outcast's saw him and ran up to meet him.

"Emerson? What are you doing here?" One of the Outcasts said.

"I need to ask you guys a question, it's really important."

"Then go ahead." One of them said as he took of his helmet.

That man was Cain. He only worked for the Outcasts because he had nothing better to do, and the brotherhood would never hire a slacker like him. He only took life seriously when it really meant something to him, and that rarely happened. He had light red hair, and brown eyes. He wore a black bandanna under the helmet and used a plasma rifle called, "Vaporizer."

The others were Ryan, Issac, and Mia. They were your average band of misfits, considering Ryan had the most combat experience out of the three, he generally kept the other two from killing each other. Issac was a free spirited person, he joined the Outcast's just for the fun of it. He didn't really have beliefs about being on the right side, so that's the main point why Mia and him were at odds so much of the time. He had dark brown hair and blue eyes. Mia was a beautiful young women with long hair dyed purple and green eyes. She was by far the most duty-bound Outcast out of all of them. She had a mild crush on Issac, and the only way she could show it was by arguing with him. Ryan had clean cut brown hair and hazel colored eyes. He never talked much, that's because he never got the chance to.

Emerson knew them since he was a kid. They split up when Emerson became a Defender after stopping a Super Mutant attack on Fort Independence. He never wanted the responsibility, but he knew he was the only one out of them who could be a Defender.

"I just recieved order's that have chosen me to kill the Lone Wanderer."

"Whoop de do, Emerson! What's that got to do with us?" Cain asked him.

"I'm going to the Citadel. And you four are coming with me."

"Why not just ice him?" Issac told him.

"Because if I do, then the Outcast's go to war."

"Well what are we waiting for?" Mia said.

"Nothing, let's just make sure we're there at the Citadel before he does."

BOS Camp. Night time.

Fyrus woke up after having the most horrible nightmare. It's the same one every night. The one when he activated Project Purity.
He never forgot that wouldn't?

Flashback. Two years ago.

"Don't even think about it, Autumn." Fyrus yelled when he, Sarah, and Fawkes arrived in the Rotunda.

"It's too late for you to stop us. We have the G.E.C.K."

"That may be so, but I have the password."

"Well, then we are at a stalemate." How about you give me the password, and I'll see to it that you and your "friends" are spared?"

"Sorry, Colonel. Not happening."

"Then I'm afraid your time has come."

He got up and left the tent to look up at the stars. Luckily, Amata heard him wake up and she left her tent as well.

"Can't sleep?" She said while walking behind him.

"I never can." He replied.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"What is their to talk about?" He told her. "I have nightmares. There's nothing I can do to change them."

"Does this have to do with your dad?" She guessed.

"All the problems I have had my dad was involved in them. I just wish he was still here..."
He said as he started to drift off. "But it doesn't matter now. I can't change the past."

"Your dad was the luckiest father in the world. Most people dream of having a father like him."

"Yeah, I do. Literally."

"He would be so proud of you if he was still here. Even more since you completed his life's dream." Amata told him.

"That's the part that gets me the most." He replied. "He never got to see the "Water's of life flow freely."

"Come with me to my tent. You can sleep with me if it would help."

"Ummm...Sure. I just need to do something first."

"Ok. See you there." She told him and got back in her tent.

He stood up and walked over to his pack. He pulled out pulled out his journal and wrote in it like he always did.

July 7, 2279.

I just wanted to write that I miss my dad more than ever. Dad, I just wanted to say thanks, even though he basically made me believe that he was a maniac sometimes. Thanks, dad. For everything.

He set his journal back in the pack and went back to sleep with Amata. He didn't have any bad dreams at all that night.

Outcast Outpost.

Gone? What do you mean he's gone?" Rourke yelled.

"He and that squad of Misfits went out to look for the Lone Wanderer." Casdin answered.

"So, he thinks he can disobey me? Well, we shall see about that."

"With all do respect, sir. Why don't we hang back and see how this all plays out? For all we know, he could be bringing them to help him kill Fyrus."

"Now that you mention it, Casdin. Your right." Rourke replied. "Let's just see how this works out. If he fails to do it, then I'll intervene."

"Thank you, sir." Casdin saluted and walked out of the room.

Was Rourke nuts? He wondered. What can he do against a man who's twice the one Rourke will ever be? I just hope Emerson knows what he's doing...

BOS Camp. Capital Wasteland.

Nathaniel was eating his breakfast, which usually consisted of a sandwitch, some water, and a Squrriel On A Stick. it wasn't breakfast material, but at least he was eating something. He was sitting by himself when Nikki decided to sit down with him.

"Morning, Nate."

Morning."

"Why are you sitting by yourself?" She asked.

"I don't really talk to people that much, so why should I sit by them?"

"But you talk to me."

"That's because we're alike. I have nothing in common with them."

"What do we have exactly in common?" She replied.

"I'm smart, your smart. I'm strong, your strong. Your beautiful, I'm gorgeous!" He said sarcastically.

She laughed really hard after he said that.

"You think I'm pretty?" She said blushing quickly.

"Uhhh...Yeah I do. Is that bad?"

"No...It's just unexpected."

"Am I making you uneasy?"

"Am I?"

"Point taken." He said trying to change the subject. "Want to see something I drew?"

"You draw?" She asked.

"I do, but I don't really know if I'm any good at it."

"You could draw a picture of me."

"I can? Well, I hope it's not too much trouble..."

"It's not. I'll do anything you want to."

"Your all right with me, Nikki. Your quite alright." He said and pulled out his stuff to draw.

"Fyrus! It's time to wake up!" Amata said. "We're moving on."

He opened his eyes. He had never felt so good in the morning when Amata was with him. He got up and put on his Power Armor and helmet and pulled out his rifle from its pack to make sure it was fully charged. He then went outside to join the others. He found a walking spot between him and Amata and they both walked together. They were only an hour or two from the Citadel, so they all were pretty pumped up. But Fyrus soon felt that thing's weren't going to go so well as planned.

Citadel. Outside the front door.

Fyrus and his team were almost there. He and the group walked up to Paladin Bael. He was looking pale this morning.

"Hail, Fyrus! How are you doing today?" He told him.

"I'm fine."

"The Elder wants to see you, and so do a few guests."

"Guests?" He asked him.

"You'll see."

Bael opened the door and let the group inside. Now they were gonna know why he was pale.

Citadel. Courtyard.

Fyrus and his team walked in to courtyard. He always went here when he was stressed or felt like shooting something. He saw Paladin Gunny barking at two Initiates about their firing accuracy. He saw Fyrus and the group and walked over to meet them.

"Did Bael let you know about the guests?" He told them all.

"Will someone tell me what the guests are?" Nate said growing more impatient.

"You better follow me." Gunny explained.

He led the group to the A-Ring of the Citadel to an empty room. There he found Elder Lyons, Scribe Rothchild, and Star Paladin Cross. They were standing around a group of people that were in Restrictor Cuffs. The more you move, the tighter they get.

"Okay, Lyons. What's with all the secrecy?" He asked.

"A group of people arrived at the Citadel this morning saying they needed to speak to you."

"So," Nate wondered out loud. "What makes these people special?"

"These are Brotherhood Outcasts."

"Oh."

"What do they want to tell me about?"

"Their leader will only speak to you, Fyrus." Rothchild told him.

"Release him."

"What!" Cross shouted.

"If he wanted to talk to me, he should have the chance." He replied. "Release him."

"I hope you know what your doing." Sarah told him.

Cross removed the cuffs and shoved him in front of Fyrus.

"Well, why are you here?" He asked him.

"My name is Defender Emerson." He told him. "Me and my team came here to try to warn the Lone Wanderer."

"Your talking to him." He answered. "Go on."

"Your the Lone Wanderer?" Cain asked. "I thought you'd be 10 Ft. tall, and have laser shooting out of your eyes."

"The Super Mutants and Raiders probably think so." Fyrus replied.

"Ha ha, very funny." Issac told him.

"I want to know why your here. Then if I believe you, you can be free." He told Emerson. "Fair deal?"

"I have no intention of leaving." Emerson replied.

"Then just tell your story."

"I was sent by Rourke to assassinate you."

"I already knew that." He told him. " Well, it looks like you've failed."

"I left the Outcast's to tell you of a new Outcast weapon."

"What weapon?"

"It's called Project Heavy Metal. It states that all BOS and everyone associated with them are to be exterminated. No questions asked."

"That, I did not know." He said as his jaw dropped opened a little bit.

"So, what's stopping you from killing me?"

"You've done so much for the people. I just couldn't have the Wasteland lose their hope. They've lost everything else as it is. I also came to tell you of new weapons and armor that the Outcast's have developed."

"Like what?"

"A new type of Power Armor, and Plasma Rifle. It said it can burn through any power armor. But this armor I was wearing is resistant to those effect's." He told the group.

"If we can make all the Power Armor of this material, we might still have a chance to defeat them."

"Rothchild, have your Scribes collect the samples of the armor and meld it into our armor. Then, reactivate Liberty Prime for combat."

"We can handle the first objective. But, we can't activate him now! He's not fully rebuilt!"

"Haven't I given you enough parts to repair him?"

"Uh...Yes..." He replied.

"The get to it, Rothchild."

"Of course." He double timed it out of the room to meet with the other scribes.

"Elder Lyons. I need to take a Vertibird." He asked.

"For what?"

"I want to take the Pride and some friends back to my house to give them weapons that would work against the Outcasts even more."

"Granted." He said and went to make preparations.

"Fyrus." Amata's voice came behind him. " If its no trouble...can.. I..."

"Yes. Yes you can." He told her. "Just stay behind me and be careful."

"Okay. Got it." She replied.

"One more thing."

"What?"

"Try and keep up."

Operation: Showdown Activated. Phase one: Recruitment.

With this mission the group shall infiltrate the Outcast Outpost in the Southern Wasteland. After that, the group shall hit every hideout that the Outcast's may have. After completing both objectives, all BOS personal shall attack "En Masse" at their head quarter's, Fort Independence. If all objectives are completed, we will have defeated the Outcasts once and for all.

Sorry about the end. I just needed to put that down to create a bit of a looking forward to. Anyway, don't forget to review and rate every post!