Remnant's Survivor

by King Traegodia

In a world where everything tries to kill you be it man or creature, one man who has led the commonwealth through rather...unorthodox means will put all that he's learned to a true test when he gets sucked into a portal leading to the world of remnant..will he survive? Or is he doomed to grimm or even worse...hormonal teenagers..? Note: pairings unknown

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Kill or be killed

Character S.P.E.C.I.A.L and stats (updated)

Name: Trayvon Jackson

Age: 23

Sole Survivor and Overboss

Allies: Railroad, BOS , Nuka world Gangs (disciples, The pack, the operators), children of atom, Arcadia

Hated: Commonwealth Raiders, Gunners, assholes in general.

indifferent: Minutemen, Far harbor, Mechanist, The Institute

Strength: 10

Perception: 7

Endurance: 8

Charisma: 9

Intelligence: 10

Agility: 8

Luck: 5

Perks: iron fist , Rooted,Solar powered II, gunslinger ,Gun nut, Ninja , ballistic weave, Steady aim, Lady killer, Bloody Mess, Strong back, Adamantium skeleton, Intimidation, Gunner, Chemist , Big leagues, Armorer, blacksmith Sneak, Grim Reaper's sprint, Mister sandman, commando, cannibal, Party boy, Rad regeneration, Sniper, lockpicking, unstoppable force, hacker, medic, animal friend, pacify.. All maxed out

Weapons: the Gainer , 10mm pistol, Kellogg pistol(with scope), kremvah's tooth, fully modded assault riffle, the harvester, assualtron blade, Mr. handy Buzzblade, atoms judgement,deathclaws gauntlet, furious Powerfist, lucky eddy, institute hitman rifle, alien blaster pistol, justice auto shotgun, radical conversion, lorenzos artifact, Syringe Riffle with 30x all needles, cryolator, shishkebab, pickman's blade, fencebuster, Thirst Zapper (full upgrade) grognak's axe, protectrons gaze, tesla riffle, crossbow of the commonwealth with all arrows 99x, all grenades 99x

Apparel: courser uniform, colonial duster, Kellogg's armor, black cage armor (mod), X-01 power armor, hunters long coat, high confessors robe, marine inquisitor armor, Combat armor,

Aid: all items 99x

On Trayvon: He's a what many would consider a dark hero, saint to good people but merciless to evil people, his views of justice and peace for the wasteland was respected and honored by many including the BOS, Railroad, and the minutemen, even the institute respects the idea of his views but sees them as inferior due to his protect the weak philosophy. Before he was frozen for 200 years he was trained in the art of assassination and combat assassination making him an expert in espionage and a master in CQC as well as guns and explosives. after he was frozen and unfrozen he used his talents and tactics to shape most of the wasteland to a better place than it was, all his friends loved him yet his enemies feared him, however that didnt stop their attacks and he prefered that wouldnt either.

Personality: lazy, carefree, unpredictable, blunt and comical, He tends to laugh death in the face litterally and his goofy attitude tend to throw off friend and foe alike, However under all that hilarity and sarcasm, he's cunning, deadly and very deceptive

A/N: well thats it if anyone of you have questions or ideas please review or PM me and i WILL answer back till then enjoy this story.

Trayvon was not having a good day, Not. At. All., that portal knocked him unconscious so when he had gotten to the other side Trayvon was already out when he arrived. minutes later he woke up with a splitting headache, courtesy of a hangover and slowly looked around his surroundings, after his vision cleared he realized he was in a room, a rather clean one at that, infact...WAY too clean for it to be in a wasteland, that made him jump up.

'where in the fuck did that portal take me?' he mentally cursed, however due to his quick jump up he forgot how nauseous he was so the consequence was..

"BLEURGH!..*Cough* damn.. note self never down half a bottle of whiskey by yourself and use portals..not..a..good..idea.." he managed to breath out, as he was about to walk out the room, the door opens and two girls that were twins walked into room and saw the strange man in their room. It pretty much dawned on him what might happen however...

" EWWW LIKE WHO ARE YOU?!" the twin in the white towel exclaimed making trayvon sweat bullets, I mean its not like he could explain how he got in their room, seriously its not like he can say..

'hello ladies i just happen to get here from a portal that teleported me to nowhere hahaha so i'll just see myself out laters... Yeah right' he thought, so without anymore delay he finally spoke however he remembered he was drinking so maybe he could use this to his advantage.

"Im sorry girls but i must've gotten here when i was wasted, heheh damn those stupid friends of mine." he lied, the girl in the red towel spoke but glared intensely at the young man.

"Melanie i think this guy is totally lying." she said to her sister causing trayvon to start mentally cursing himself.

"I think so too miltia, so we should totally teach this guy a lession, shame though hes hot" said melenie

"I agree sis" said miltia, as they locked the room door so he wouldnt escape, he tried pleading one more time.

"Listen girls i'll leave and this'll be it, we dont have to resort to this kind of solution.." he pleaded taking a step back but got into a defensive stance.

"Too late for that perv and on top of that...YOU BLEW CHUNKS ON MY FLOOR, FUCKING DIE!" screamed melanie as he quickly looked at the floor 'well shit' he thought as they charged at him, the one with the white towel drove a thrust kick at him, but Trayvon was quick enough to sidestep and trip the other leg making Melanie fall, Miltia started barraging him with blows which had little to no effect but annoying as it was he quickly closed in her space delivering a powerful blow to her stomach, as she doubled over he grabbed her arm, he then turned 180 degrees and with her back to him, he flipped her over his shoulder. when she was down he made a beeline to the door he managed to unlock the door and open it but before he could step out completely one of the twins jumped on his back however what really did the damage was that her towel was not on her anymore.

"You're not going anywhere!" yelled melanie hanging for dear life while Trayvon was trying to buck her off like a bull.

"Yes the fuck I am and jesus girl where the fuck your towel go?!"The assassin shrieked running out the room with the nude female on him his back.

Then out of nowhere miltia came out and swept his feet from under him causing him to fall but as he was falling miltia slid under him, so when he landed on her then she locked him im place while her sister held him down from his back, yup he was sandwiched. As things heated up from that position

A rock had formed from his pants and one under him felt it and moaned...

"Ooooh~ looks like our intruder was packing" melanie said licking her lips, making Trayvons boner even worse.

"STOP GODDAMNIT THIS IS HARD ENOUGH AS IT IS!" he cried, both girls giggled at his reaction then they had had an idea..

"Say handsome you can leave the room unscathed but first we like want something from you." The one under him purred, right away he knew he wasnt going to like this but he decided to humor them.

"Ok sure, what?" he asked glaring daggers at miltia, however the twin on top leaned over him where her lips touch his ear..

"I think you know, if not your body does" she whispered seductively licking his ear and he shivered at the realization, melanie start grinding him on the top while miltia on the bottom start grinding as well, which at this point if the sole survivor had been 4 skin tones lighter his face would be red as hell, Trayvon the whole time was gritting his teeth so hard as he heard the moans and pants from the two above and below him , he was between being aroused and pissed, oooh he could kill these two but then again hes probably in a place that actually gives a shit about these people even ones like these but on the other hand he couldnt deny it... They were hot as fuck, especially now if only he would just let the-... No fuck that he needed to get out now...

He atomized his gas mask and then atomized a hallucination grenade, both of them saw this but before they could do anything he pulled the pin of the grenade and then growled.

" The hell with this bullshit!" and the grenade explodes letting out a green gas, the two unfortunately for them breathed the gas in as melanie on his back doubled on the side , Trayvon did a combat roll, activated his stealth boy, open the window and jumped out from two stories, then proceeded to run trying to forget that event while those two back at that house go at it for the time being.

After a few minutes of running, he finally stopped and hunched over to take a breath with his stealth boy deactivated..

"*Huff* *huff* ok...what the hells goin on?! I swear when i find a way back, Barstow is gonna have alot to answer for.." he declared with venom, but as he looked up at the moon his face grew a look of horror, for the first time, he felt true terror HIM the demonic saint of the commonwealth felt despair, something he hasnt had since he was 12...

" The Moon...its shattered...what the- WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO THE GODDAMN MOON?!" he yelled rather loudly, as he started to panic he decided to calm down and get some answers on why the moon he thought was the same was shattered, as he thought this while walking he came across a shop that was labeled "dust till dawn" and went in to perhaps get some info, he de-atomized his gas mask and went in the place.

When he walked in he saw a decent looking store, nothing too big but being out there in the wastes it was much nicer than the stores hes ever been in, he approached the shopkeeper which was a well aged old man.

"Hello sir, do you mind telling me what it is you sell here?" Trayvon asked, The old man getting a good look at the taller man, felt abit intimidated by him but for business sake, he spoke to the man.

"Well we sell dust here, what type are you looking for?" the old man asked him, Trayvon looked in confusion and did a double take before asking..

"Dust? Whats dust? Like the stuff that builds up on antiques?" he asked quizzically, and the old man shook his head disbelieving what he just heard.

"You dont know what dust is kid?" He asked

"Im sorry im...not from around here at all." Trayvon sighed, he then asked "do you mind if i take a look around sir?"

"Sure go right ahead theres also books if you want to know more about what dust is." the old man Said pointing to book part of the store.

"Thanks old man appreciate it." Trayvon smiled and walked to back of the store on the way to where he was going he passed by what looks like a smaller girl wearing a red hood, along with what looked like a goth Lolita outfit, 'seems this towns got its sets of weird ones' he chuckled mentally and proceeded to pick a book till he heard the door open , having a bad feeling (perception 7) he snuck around the corner only to find a group of thugs in black suits with red shades and in the center was guy in white trench coat holding a cane, wearing a hat over his red hair and he was smoking a cigar, they walked up to the old man and then told him they were robbing the place, as Trayvon heard this he frowned..

"Tch! no different than fucking raiders, ok game on bitches." he said as he re atomized his gas mask pulling out the 10mm and his pickman blade, he did a knock on the shelf attracting one if the men.

"Hmm? Whos there?!" said one of the thugs as he got close only to have been grabbed from behind and end up with a knife at his throat, Trayvon decided to pry for information.

"Talk...what are you after?" he asked coldly making the guy shudder.

"I-its nothing personal buddy we just want the dust in this place" the thug answered with fear in his voice

" That color dirt?, whats the value of that stuff?" he asked the thug,

"I d-dont know man we were only hired for this job, i sweat thats all I know!" he sobbed..

"Its ok I believe you, guys gotta eat right?" Trayvon said mocking sympathy

"Yes we do-Aaaackk!" the thug was cut off by trayvon choke, eventually he passed out and the assassin looted the thug taking all his belongings not including his clothes or the weapons, just his shades and that strange paper money this guy had, satisfied Trayvon lookeover to see one of the other henchmen going near the small figure with the red hood.

"Alright put em up where i can see em!" dumb thug 2 said pulling out his sword, howeve after no reply he walked up to her angrily, "hey i said hands up in the air you gotta deathwish or something?!" getting her attention by pulling her hood down, this sped up Trayvon's sneaky approach as he crouched down to keep an eye on the men withdrawing the substance called dust out of these long tubes. when close enough the Sole survivor got a good look at the girl being harrassed, he saw that she had red hair and a rare set of silver eyes, from what he could tell she had to be young, however that didnt change the fact that she was still cute regardless, he mused this as he approached the two people still crouched.

Ruby looked at the guy and he pointed to his ears signaling her to remove the headphones.

"Yes?" she responded nonchalantly

"I said put your hands in the air!" the man repeated

"Are you robbing me?" Ruby questioned and at this Trayvon mentally facepalmed 'nooo...hes just trying to sell cookies.. what do you think?" he swore in his head now with gun raised up aiming at suited mobsters head.

"Yes!" the man yelled, masked man was slowly squeezing the trigger of his 10mm however the girl responded with..

"Ooooohhh..." this infact made the former vault dweller wide eyed because in the flash she sent the poor bastard flying right by his boss.

Another guy came up and pointed a gun at the younger girl.

"Freeze!" he yelled, but when he did that he didnt pay attention to the dark blurr in front of him and the consequence... is that his neck got real intimate with Trayvon's shoulder as he flew out the fucking window, the younger girl glanced at the guy who knocked the mobster through the window and Trayvon turned around offered his help.

"Hey if you're willing I can help you bust up these dumbasses." He offered, she didnt refuse and accepted

"Sure just don't kill them I saw you pointing at that guys head with your gun." she pointed out, causing the man to chuckle

"Yeah yeah no killing, peace and love, i'll keep the damage to a minimum." He lied cocking his pistol, "shouldnt be many lets get started.

The girl with red hair quickly shot out past the thugs and out the window Trayvon smashed one the henchmen out of and what he saw next amazed him, this little girl..no thats not it...this little reaper pulled out a scythe and swung it around and smashed in the ground causing the merc in the courser uniform to swear out load.

"Holy fucking shit! Where the hell were you hiding that?" he exclaimed getting a smile from her and if he didnt know better she blushed, then proceeded to destroy the guys that came at her using her scythe/gun hybrid to slash and blast her opponents, moving at impressive speed, she was knocking these guys around like bolingpins he was captivated by the view until he saw one of those mob men try to get a lucky shot on for it to fail with a hand over his mouth and a knife in his back as he was being dragged away to an alley by none other than the man in the gas mask.

After killing that asshole, Trayvon walked back out of the alleyway to witness the boss himself holding a cane out before he fired an explosive at her, which sent her flying, The Sole survivor was shooting at him as the the red head in the white coat was trying to get away, little reaper jumped up to meet him while Trayvon parkhored to the roof top to where ruby and roman were.

"Persistent little punks arent you?" he sneered causing both Ruby and Trayvon to glare at the ginger david bowie, "END OF THE LINE!" he yelled tossing a red crystal from the vertiberd he was on however what scared him was that crystal was shot right after he threw it, by none other than the masked man

' damn gotta love vats sometimes' he thought with grin that no one could see, however there was someone else on there who took exception to his vats trick and sent a wave of fire to kill them both only for it to freeze up shatter.

when they both opened their eyes they saw a middle aged but very beautiful blond woman appear using a riding crop as a weapon to power up her spells or whatever, so as she was going, the same figure with gold amberish eyes used fire to knock off that woman's spell like it was a paper in a lantern, as they were proceeding to get away, Trayvon atomized lucky eddie, aimed he gun up and fired hitting the one of the blades on the vertiberd not grounding but doing enough damage so make flying difficult as they flew away.

"Well we did it" Ruby said to Trayvon, as he looked down to notice one standing up.

"Wait you missed one..." he aimed down his sights with lucky eddie and fired a round into the poor bastards neck killing him instantly.. Ruby and goodwitch looked at him in horror and then anger appeared on glynda's face as she grabbed him by the front of his jacket..

"You...! You killed him! WHY?!" yelled goodwitch giving him a hellish glare, the sole survivor just looked at her, no fear or remorse..

"Why do you care? He was trying to kill both me and our friend with the scythe here." he said gesturing to ruby who had a face of hurt and betrayal.

"You told me you werent gonna kill them!" Ruby exclaimed

"Wrong I said i would keep it to a minimum, that didnt mean i wasnt going to kill... So far i only killed two people." he said matter of factly causing goodwitch to grip him harder and ruby asked in shock. "Two people...?"

"Yeah dipshit there and the guy that tried to snipe you, I dragged him to an alley way though." he said nonchalant, that statement made goodwitch snap.

"You nothing but a cold blooded murderer." she said coldly while giving him a hellglare, but to this he did something they didnt excpect him to do..he laughed...darkly

"Hehehehehehe...a murderer am I? Well maybe but if thats the case why are you still both breathing hmmm? You by the books types are the same everywhere always about sparring everyone even if it was a fucking psychopath, wake up not everyone monitors a hall like you." he growled at goodwitch.

"And as for you ruby that man i dragged into an alley was going to kill you, so i killed him, do you know what thats called? Kill or be killed, i killed that man to save your life, i killed that man down there to prevent him picking up that gun that was a few feet away, if they were completly knocked out i wouldnt have had to blow his neck open would I?, however you look at it, there will always be a you or me scenario when comes to survival, where im from you dont give an enemy a second chance to come after you...you kill him or her right then right there..i didnt live this long making rookie mistakes by worrying about if this guy had a family or not..why? Because when they were after me, they weren't thinking about them so why should I?" he stated

They paused at this, they couldn't agree but couldn't disagree, Glynda still thinks he needs to be locked up for that act while ruby is thinking long and hard..Trayvon then added this bit..

"I lost many friends to foes because of how they thought.. like you, it got them killed and if they didnt die they wanted to after...i will not succumb to that weakness, not now not ever.." he said if they make an attempt on my life, i'll take theirs.." he finshed, glynda had finally let him go, but kept a glare trained on him.

"Unless you've got a way to change my mind, forget it im sticking to my guns and my actual guns.." he pointed at his pitboy.

Goodwitch finally got an idea. "Fine then i'll introduce you to someone who may..no..will change the way you think.." she said sternly causing him to raise an eyebrow

"Really and who is this person?. He asked with curiosity in his voice, the blonde woman gave him a look and said.

"You'll see" ruby out of her shock realized a real huntress was in her presence and immediately she forgave Trayvon and then harassed goodwitch.

Ohmygod ohmygod! A real huntress infront of me! Can i get an autograph, causing the sole survivor to facepalm..

*ten minutes* in a holding cell in a police station

"Little reaper..." trayvon called dryly causing ruby to perk up,

"Yes..." was all that she could muster..

"Dont open your big mouth next time, please?.." he asked with venom..

"Ok.." she whimpered before the policeman came for her.

"Miss rose someone wants to talk to you" at this trayvon asked

"Rose?" he said scratching his head.

"Yep as in im Ruby Rose, and whats your name? She asked, he paused for a moment before..

"Trayvon Jackson, or TJ for short he replied with a smile.

"Nice to meet you" she said as she was leaving the cell area.

"Likewise." he said as pullout a drag took out a lighter and lit one taking a puff, relaxing into his stone like bed..

"Yup this gonna be a long night" he mused putting on his radio listening to Jim Croce's 'Time from a bottle' from his pitboy..

aaaand thats it folks, My god that took 7 hours last night, that was his serious and ruthless side, also next chapter im going to answer reviews, so if you have one do leave it...i could use all the compliment and critism I can. Until next time :)