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Citadel. Medical Wing. The Next Day.
Nate had just succesfully survived a bolt of plasma to the chest and jesus it hurt. It had melted through his armor and the underarmor inside it. He was now resting in the infirmary. They took off his armor and he had a whole roll of guaze wrapped around his torso to protect the burnt tissue from infection. Other than that, he was perfectly fine. He was resting when this happened...
"Nate? Nate are you awake?" Nikki called entering the room. " I've been trying to get so see you, how are you feeling?"
"Pain..." He gritted his teeth. "Very bad pain."
"Well, not everyone gets shot in the chest. You really scared me, you know."
"No doubt on that."
"Nate, I never did properly thank you."
"For what?"
"For saving my life."
"That? It was nothin."
"Your one of a kind, Nate."
"You are too."
They both looked into each others eyes for a time. Untill Nikki looked away, blushing red.
"Nate, when we were in that base last night, did you feel like it was too easy?" She said trying to change the subject.
"Too easy? Called get shot in the chest easy?"
"No, Nate. I mean besides that. Why would Eisenhower run when he could of taken us on with his troops?"
"Maybe we spooked him?"
"It's like he wanted to be captured..."
"He didn't put any resistance."
"...Oh no..."
"Oh no what?"
"Sorry, Nate. Its hard to explain, I'll tell you when I come back!" She yelled as she ran out of the room and headed to the detention block.
"Well, it looks like it's just me and you, Gutsy."
The robot looked at him with a blank face and went back to its work.
Citadel. Detention Block A.
Fyrus pulled out his pecan colored pipe. It was a antique he got from Crazy Wolfgang when he was at Cantabury Commons. He didn't dare smoke the thing, it was against BOS regulations to light a cigar or match in the Citadel. He just chewed on the tip or fiddled with it sometimes. It helped him think.
"So, Eisenhower. Tell me about these "upgrades" your little group has been creating. That sounds like a great place to start."
"Upgrades?"
"Yes, I want to know about them."
"The Outcasts don't answer to those who disbelieve in our methods."
"I only let your faction survive Eisenhower, because I believe we can work together. It appears I was mistaken."
"We will never share our tech with you, pathetic Paladin."
" Well, I sure shared my tech with Protector Casdin."
"Casdin?" He chuckled. " He couldn't find his head if it wasn't screwed on tight enough."
" At least him and a select few are smart enough to know when its time to back off."
" The Outcasts will always be smarter than you."
"Oh, I doubt that."
"You think just because your wearing power armor and holding a laser rifle makes you think that you will have your way?"
"No, but those two things are still pretty damn effective, though."
"You think that just because your Head Paladin that you can call the shots?"
"No complaints for the Enclave, Raiders, or Super Mutants so far."
"True." Eisenhower spat. "You succeeded in destroying the Enclave. But how long can you last as we step all over you?"
"Your gonna need a bigger boot, smartass." Fyrus snickered.
"Your just a kid who thinks your all that. Your not." Eisenhower told him.
"I may not have a lot of experience as being a Paladin, but I wouldn't count me out just yet."
"Your tactics are a joke."
"So are yours."
Fyrus knew that this idiot wasn't gonna tell him anything. But he couldn't violate the Codex rule reguarding the safety of Prisoners of war. It was one of the reasons why he was glad he wasn't a "real" BOS member.
"Your an embarassment to your fathers name."
"You never knew my father. He loved me."
"Did he?" Esienhower told him. " Then why did he leave the vault? Without you?"
"It was for my protection. He though it was best for me not to know."
"Was it? He left to do good things and didn't even bother to tell his only son where he was going?"
Fyrus was getting more angry by the minute. Fuck rules and fuck regulations. The guy deserved to be killed.
"Your not my dad."
"No, but I did know your dad very well, in fact."
"Wha-"
"He and I worked together on a project for the Outcasts. Before any of this "Waters of Life" even started. Your dads not the man you thought you knew."
"No." He said backing away from his chair. "Its not true."
He was ready to punch this bastards face in when Nikki barged in.
"Fyrus! I need to tell you about Eise-"
Eisenhower pulled out slowly a small detonator and activated the charge. From space, a solar panel rotated onto the Citadel, and then discharged a blue beam of pure energy.
"SSSSHHHHHHHII-" Fyrus yelled as the beam hit the Citadel.
Medical Wing.
The entire place felt like a earthquake was going on. There was panic everywhere. Most of the paladins were on crowd control, making sure that nobody saw what happened. Nate had wandered out of is room to go see what was going on.
What happened? He thought. Nikki left just a few moments to tell Fyrus something...Oh no...
He picked up his pace to find her. Wherever she was anyway.
DT Block A.
Fyrus was thrown against the wall and was knocked out instantly. Nikki rammed into a wall with her right arm, peeling the skin off instantly.
Nikki managed to stand up, as painful as it was, and saw Eisenhower escaping into a Vertibird. She fell to her knees, close to unconsiousness.
"No..." Nikki said in pain.
Eisenhower from a corner of his eye, saw her trying to stand back up, but to no avail.
"Sorry you have to get mixed up in this. I'm sorry." He told her walking back down the rubble.
"Whh-Why...?"
" It's purely buisness, nothing more." He said to her and walked back up to the vertibird. "Goodbye." He told her and then boarded the aircraft.
"Ughh..." She wheezed and fell onto her back. As the vertibird left the Citadel, She thought of only one thing as it went by.
We have entered war.
Sorry it's a little short, I wanted this chapter out last month, but I couldn't get on this site. Still Comment and Rate!