(Six's PoV)

I went outside, after Hope left and I talked with Trudy about the Powder Gangers, and looked down the road towards Primm. I was thinking about leaving tomorrow morning, but maybe it would be better to leave tonight after we deal with Ringo's friends, don't want to overstay my welcome or anything.

I'll have to talk to my new travel companion about it, from the scars along her cheek and the look in her eyes I could tell she'd been places. Not to mention the armory she was cleaning just a few minutes ago. Her arrangement of weapons was fairly intimidating, and I knew for a fact that if she wanted me dead, she'd have no problem doing it.

I rubbed the scar on my forehead trying to remember anything I could from before the attack but still, I came up blank. Only white flashes with some outlines if I focused hard enough and the odd sound of a voice, but it is a distant and incomprehensible voice. Maybe my memories will come back over time.

"Well, I might as well talk to a few more people before Hope comes back." Wait did I say that out loud? Huh, I didn't mean too, maybe it's from the bullet wound. Oh well, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.

I made my way over to the general store and met the shopkeeper, Chet. He's an asshole but there's nowhere else that would buy the shit I grabbed from the docs house. I tried to ask him about the guy in the checkered coat but he too, knew nothing. It's becoming a pattern in this town.

I left with over 100 more caps then I went in with so at least it's something. I wouldn't have used that laser pistol or its ammo, nor all that junk I grabbed. The Doc won't need that crappy 9mm sub machine gun either, I got it working but it's still a shot away from exploding, (I didn't tell Chet that though) that'll be a surprise for him.

Hope walked into a house behind Trudy's saloon, so I'll mosey over there to see what's taking her so long. We need to talk about wher- Ooh a repair station and an ammo station! I'll have to find her in a bit.

********(30 mins later)*********

"And this will make the grip fit better! Ha! take that you asshole Chet, tryin to make me spend 90 caps on a grip mod." I grumbled the last words, still upset over Chet's steep prices.

I wouldn't have noticed Hope standing about 10 feet to my right if she hadn't coughed to get my attention. I jumped and looked at her new outfit, and wow, I thought her guns were intimidating but this is a whole new level.

She had black plastic looking armor with a blue strip going vertical over her left breast and over her shoulder, only broken by the yellow '101' surrounded by a yellow circle above her heart. The legs had pouches around the belt for holding her ammo and stimpacks, it looked like a type of power armor that was only 2 inches thick around her stomach and elbows but slightly bulkier around the wrists, shoulders, and chest. Not like the Brotherhoods foot thick armor.

She had her hair in a messy bun and her pistol at her hip, a shotgun on her back and her dog at her heels. She came prepared with small, dark brown hooded poncho she could put over top of her armor. Right now it was rolled up over one shoulder, but she put it on before I was done ogling her.

"Well? Are you just going to stand there and drool or are we going to save this town?" I blinked and moved my eyes back to her face.

"Where'd you get that armor? It looks so... New.." She shifted her weight and bit her lip after I said that, weird.

"Long story. I'll tell you later, let's go find Ringo."

We went into the gas station and Ringo nearly lost his life as soon as we entered because he drew his gun on Hope, but he put his gun down pretty fast when he got a closer look at the two warriors and canine in front of him, it really urged him on when I said,

"If you plan on shooting us, you better not miss." and slowly put my hand on my own gun. It was going to be easy to intimidate people with a 5'7 arsenal and her dog beside me.

Ringo told us all he knew about the Gangers and what we should do, gather a militia to fight back, which in theory sounds easy but in practice, it will probably be harder to convince the peaceful townsfolk to pick up guns and kill.

We set off to the Prospector Saloon to find Sunny Smiles and recruit her. As we walked, Hope's dog, who I learned was named Dogmeat (who names their dog Dogmeat? That just seems weird) ran ahead to sniff Cheyenne, who just walked out of the saloon with Sunny.

Sunny agreed immediatly and we split up to recruit the towns folk. Hope went to Trudy and Chet and i went back to the Doc. We met back at the Prospector Saloon with a makeshift militia and medical supplies. By the time we met up, the Powder Gangers had assembled on the road to the south.

"So how should we do this?"

"Why are you asking me?"

"I don't know, I just thought you'd know what to do. I just got shot in the head."

"Fair enough. Here's what we're going to do..." She gave a game plan to the townsfolk and they all scurried to their positions. "Six, I want you to yell 'Deathclaw' when I singal, okay?"

"Okay, I can do that. What's the signal?" She contemlated the question for a moment before answering.

"I'll just do a countdown from three, watch my hand." I nodded and went to stand beside the saloon by the side door.

She walked over to where Joe Cobb's gang stood and started talking to them. She took a military stance, with her hands behind her back, one inconspicuously on her gun and one in a fist. I could hear her talking to Joe about why he was attacking this town and she tried to peacefully persuade him to walk away, but he wasnt listening. I could see from here that his posse was beginning to get jumpy, anxious to shoot up this town. Hope started the count down on the hand that was in a fist by holding up three fingers.

3...

2...

1

"DEATHCLAW!" The anxious posse all whipped around to look at the road behind them. Hope took this moment to shoot Joe in the face from nearly point blank range then jumped to the side as the Gangers realized what happened.

The town immediatly jumped into action, mowing down the shocked Powder Gangers and efficiently ending the threat before they fired a single bullet. The townfolks cheered and all went into the Saloon to celebrate.

I walked over to where Hope had jumped from and saw her starting to search the bodies for anything useful. I searched Joe and found a stealth-boy in one of his pockets and a satchel full of dynomite. I stood up and started walking around the bodies.

"Damn, these guys pack a punch. You know, if you hadn't shot him directly in the face from six feet away he might have used this on us. Aren't we lucky."

"You survived getting shot in the head and you think killing a guy before he kills you is lucky?"

I shrugged, "I like to think I've moved past that whole 'shot in the brain and lost all my memories' thing." She looked up at me from the ginger she was looting with an unreadable expression.

"You woke up yesterday."

"Well, you got me there." Humor comes easily to me, i must have been a funny guy back in the day. I seem to subconciously use humor ask a crutch so I dont have to talk about things that make me uncomfortable. I wonder when i developed that skill. Oh well, I'll deal with that at somepoint. "So, I was thinking we should head out now, while the sun is still up." She looked at the time on her Pip-Boy (note to self: ask about that) and nodded.

"I'll be ready to go in 15 minutes."

*AUTHORS NOTE*

Hey guys! Thank you for reading my story. I'm open to ideas on where to go with this story, I have most of it thought out but nothing is set in stone yet. It may be a bit before i update again, i'm working on a dragon age fic at the same time and it all depends on if im in a Bethesda mood or a Bioware mood for what i write.

Because i cant attach links here, ill just write down who my characters are based off and you can google them if you want.

Six- Bob Morley (from The 100)

Hope- Sam (from Until Dawn)

Hope's Armour- Commander Shepard's Armour (from Mass Effect 3)