Chapter 3

The statue was hardly recognizable as the liberty saying woman in green. The green had degraded to brown stone. Chunks missing, a plane bulk was built onto the torch as a watch tower. Beams were built to add on to the statue. Small buildings, attempts at rebuilding the statue, and a mighty Gears and Sword flag hanging high in the sky to show the Brotherhood Of Steel occupies this relic of New York.

The statue has a massive gate at the base of it. Connor was lead in here into the base. In here there are obvious signs at repair. Wood randomly nailed onto shattered columns. Steel wielded onto the walls. Generators wired up everywhere. Computers are lined up against the walls.

Daniels lead Connor to a desk. Daniels sat down on one side of the desk, while Connor sat on the other side. "I guess it's time for me to make sure you're not dead weight in the head, so I'll answer any questions you have." Daniels said.

"What the heck is going on with all these people?! I mean, The Enclave, The Brotherhood!" Connor asked.

"Alright I'll make this short. The Enclave consider themselves the remnants of America. Really they are just a couple of jackasses in the position to make their own form of justice. The Brother Hood of Steel started out has some guys from Vault 0, but it's evolved to a massive clan of knights searching for technology. One of the branches of the BHOS is The Capital Brotherhood, who are basically the nicer guys in the brotherhood who are looking out to help you waste landers. Don't worry about your vault though, it would've died anyway."

"What do you mean by my vault would've died anyway?!"

"Well, you see, it's quite the sad story, I'll try to tell you the long tale. Vault-Tec was being run by the bank account of a dead company that sold nukes to countries in nuclear wars. The company was forgotten, but the bank account sure as hell wasn't. Vault-Tec built their first 120 vaults no problem, but then the company's over seas version figured out that Vault-Tec was spending their money. They sued Vault-Tec for $100Billion, making Vault-Tec flat broke.

There was a company name Red White and Safety who thought Vault-Tec to be innocent saints, so the companies merged together. RWS figured out Vault-Tec's most sinister plots though. Vault-Tec was trying to figure out everything about humans. They decided to figure that out by taking advantage of the fallout fear.

RWS went and shutdown every experiment in any further vault. Vault-Tec didn't have enough experiments, however, so they hid manuscripts for the overseers of the future. That's why your vault was doomed to die, because Vault-Tec left behind an experiment for your vault! Heck, it was probably planned to be a killing."

Connor's world was torn in half. The holy company that had saved him and loved him was nothing but a shady company feeding it's personal lab rats. Connor stood up and ran out of the building. Daniels nodded his head, understanding the boy. Connor punched the cement of the wall. He cried and sobbed and yelled. "God damn, it can't be right!!! It's wrong! He's wrong!" Connor yelled, his yells gurgled by his tears and mucus.

Greys was back at the base, he looked at Connor, and had a quick little smile, after all, Greys had been through the same. "So, Vault-Tec not as great as you think?" Greys asked.

"What the hell is wrong with everything?" Connor said, tears blotting his face.

"Wake up kid, we live in a wasteland, monsters attack every second, every American symbol is defaced, we live in a hellhole."

A few minutes later, Connor marched back in, refocused now and forever. "Get me signed up!" Connor said, revenge set in his eyes. "I want to kill the bastards who killed my vault, heck, they were my family."

"Then welcome to the brother hood." Daniels said.

"Where do I start?"

"Training, we need you in power armor as soon as possible."

[Connor has received the perk Revenge Bent. Connor can now go berserk with Melee, Unarmed, Small guns, and Big guns increased by 20%, however, karma is against revenge, so Connor's luck is at 0 whenever he fights for revenge.]

It's been a month since Connor joined the Brother Hood. He was sent away to a huge hole in the sewer. Massive walls were built to block off massive pipes. A huge gate allowed entrance to the main sewers. They called this place, Training Hell. For a whole month, Connor was forced through the hardest training ever. He had to do 500 pushups everyday before he could even eat in the morning. The entire day was dedicated to heartbreaking exercise.

Connor had to punch gore bags for hours, his hands became accustomed to blood pouring over them. He had to train his aim by shooting a hunting rifle customized to fall apart if Connor didn't grip it together. At first, Connor shot like crazy, he often worried first before he thought the shot through. Eventually he learned that the shots have to be thought through.

The drill sergeant was annoyed with how slow Connor was. The drill sergeant forced Connor to run for an entire week, with no sleep. He was given breaks to do his other activities, but all his free time, even meals, was focused onto running. Connor hated it, dreaded it, wanted to die because of it. On the 5th day, Connor had enough. "I can't take this crap anymore! You've made me run endlessly for 5 days!" Connor had yelled at the sergeant. "You have no idea how important this is!!!" The sergeant yelled back.

"If I don't make you run, you'll be as good as a tank without wheels or a gun! Do you know what happened to everyone I gave a break?!" The sergeant then started to cry, tears rolled down his cheeks. "Joshua, I let him get off easy, he died first day on the job! Reddings, I gave her too many breaks and she died without a chance! If I let you off, I'll have to live with the idea I let another brave soul die on my watch!" Connor never complained about the exercises again.

On the final day of the month, Connor took the oath. He was given his own power armor and plasma rifle. Now Connor is out on the field. He was heading to CB (Capital Brotherhood) main base in Old York, The Empire State Building. The building has a few obvious scars of the fallout, but the building was wonderfully rebuilt with perfectly shaped steel. The BHOS symbol was crafted onto the rebuilt 10 floors. Guards protected the base of the building, along with another of those fake-building entrances.

Connor walked into the lobby and called down an elevator. He walked into the hollow elevator and pressed the button for the 100th floor. Within minutes, the elevator stopped, the doors opened to the top floor. Daniels was at a desk on the red carpet room. "Connor," Daniels said. "We're sending you on your first mission."

"What is it?" Connor asked, hardened by his month of training.

"Have you ever listened to the 3 international radio channels?"

"No, why?"

"Well, the philosophy station has been hijacked, Philosophy Phil hasn't broadcasted in a week! Now some Raider bullshit is being played over the airwaves!"

"What kind of bullshit are we talking about?"

"The guy who took over the station is using the philosophy station to talk about the raiders across the wasteland coming together to form a raider army, so yeah, the worst bullshit ever!"

"Well I don't know where the station is." "Here are the coordinates. You'll have to go through the empty wasteland to get to another section of the city. You're going to Manhattan."

Connor left the building and exited the city all together. Huge sections of the city was shattered to ruins or literally sand. Just imagine you have a bird's eye view. There are 5 huge ruins of cities, but miles of empty wasteland lay in-between each of these sectors. A massive land for Connor to traverse. The mission at hand is important, but side quests are now available. (Side quest chapters will be showed like this: Chapter 2.1)

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