Wanderer's Wasteland
The night was long, cold and scary. Howls came from dogs as they howled at the bright moon over head. People screamed or yelled over the horizon. The Lone Wanderer sat by the fire, standing guard, as Boone and Sydney slept. He played with the pip-boy continually, checking ammo, listing the supply and deciding what to sell. Long steady steps started behind him on the old crumbling road. The Lone Wanderer turned his body with his hand on his gun as he saw the reflection of NCR armor. There were three of them walking up to the NCR camp. He said nothing to them and they said nothing to him then he went back to watching the fire flicker. The Lone Wanderer heard the voice of the NCR talking in the camp. A sound of Boone's tent made him look at his tent. Boone emerged from his tent. "Isn't it my time for watch?" Stated Boone grabbing his hunting rifle from the tent behind him. The Lone Wanderer nodded as he stood up. Boone stretched out and replaced the Lone Wanderer sitting in front of his know tent. The Lone Wanderer quickly crawled into his tent feet first. He had no blanket but a thick sleeping mat, thicker than Boone's or Sydney's. The heat of the fire warmed his tent, and probably the others, well. He slowly fell into sleep with the sound of fire crackling and talking form the NCR with the smell fire in the air.
The sun was right over the mountains and the light shined into the Lone Wanderer's tent. He awoke with the sound of a flap opened as he laid on his back. He looked towards the door of the tent and saw Sydney on her knees about to wake him up. She smiled and whispered. "A NCR patrol is going to Camp McCarran. I thought you'll like to know."
"Thank you." Thanked The Lone Wanderer as Sydney backed away. He got up and crawled out of the tent. The sun shined bright in his eyes. He looked around, Sydney was pack up her pack and tent, Boone put wood on the fire, and the NCR did their thing.
"How was your sleep?" Sydney asked not looking at him as she finished packing her tent.
"Good."
"Boone?" She continued.
"Good as well." Boone grabbed his stuff for the tent and placed it by the fire. The Lone Wanderer did the same by with more stuff. Sydney her tent and sleeping mat and clipped them to her backpack. Boone took apart his as well as the Lone Wanderer. Sydney watched them as she sat by the fire warming up. A time pasted and a NCR soldier from the patrol announced they were leaving. By this time Lone Wanderer, Boone and Sydney were packed. They, the NCR soldier included, jogged to the patrol. Then they began again.
The march to McCarran was long and hard on the feet. Four NCR soldier marched in front of them. The blazing sun hanged overhead. The Lone Wanderer shielded his eyes with his hand as Sydney worn tinted read glasses and Boone worn a baseball cap. The NCR soldier nearest to them turned his face and looked to them. He was young and blue eyed. "McCarran is over there." He pointed into the distance.
"Thank you." The Lone Wanderer answered. "Bu…"
"But we are going to New Vegas." Sydney put forth, interrupting the Lone Wanderer.
"Ok Madame."
Some time passed and they got to a road to McCarran. The NCR soldiers turned right with the words of bye. The Lone Wanderer continued moving north. They could see the great casinos of New Vegas. They stopped on hill beside the road and scouted the area.
"Hey look there is someone down there." Sydney yelled pointing far down the road. Boone grabbed his sniper rifle and pointing it at the people up the road.
"Does he have any weapons?" The Lone Wanderer barked at him.
"Yes a 9mm patrol and a rifle of some type."
"Ok Boone stay up here, give Sydney and I cover fire if things go bad. Sydney with me!" Boone laid on his stomach on the hill as The Lone Wanderer and Sydney ran down the hill and over the road and circled around. Sydney slide in the soft dirt and sand but got up and rammed herself into the sand. She aimed her hunting rifle at the person as the Lone Wanderer ran up, pulling out his 9mm and knife, and stopped in front of the person. Lone Wanderer saw that the man had and trail carbine and two 9mm patrol. Sydney and Boone waited for the fire fight.
Thank you. Duen, can you tell me the clothing is for Jesper. Leon Ciasslasi, your OC will be in the next chapter.