Fallout: Coasts United

by GeminiFletch

The Courier has Secured A bright future for the Mojave, she has made quite the mark on the world. But she feels she hasn't done enough. She wants to help as much as she can, while she is young. What adventures will the eastern wastes hold for the Mojave's Warrior? (Rated T But there will be a good amount of cursing)

2. Journey Across The Wastes

Chapter 1: Arrival

Hey Guys I'm Back with another Chapter of Fallout: Coasts United, and just a bit of warning, this chapter is going to be One HUUUUUGE flashback, detailing the more significant parts of her trip,(IE Almost every major city that lies along Interstate 40) So expect things to kinda phase in an out of Kendall's thoughts and the flashbacks... I'm not too good at phasing in and out of them so bear with me here. I spent quite a Few Hours Researching Every Possible route i could've had the Courier take and I felt like The Southern US would present a better adventure than going through the Northern US. but that is all personal opinion. Anyway, enough with my ramblings, ONTO CHAPTER 2!

Location: Old World Raleigh, North Carolina, Army Remnants Forward Operations Base

Date: July 7th, 2286

2300 Hours

Kendall lay in her bunk, staring up at the ceiling above her. Going over everything that got her where she was now. The trip from vegas, through the entire mid/southern US Wastes. It was a long trip... she did stay in each major city she came across, for a short time, helping settlers get things together before moving along the 'Big-40' As it was called.

The trip took her southwest out of Vegas via the 93, then following an old Interstate (I-40) into Albuq*, taking a few assassination jobs and deliveries for local Courier Offices. The Assassinations were carried out flawlessly against a developing raider group, and taking out the leaders was the only way to put a stop to them. The gang, without any solid leadership or organization began to fight among themselves and wound up killing each other. She did all of this before then moving on through homa city.* stopping to help escort a small caravan down RT 35 into a City called Dallas. It was a nice trip, The Merchant was a nice man. He walked from the old settlement of shady sands, one of the first towns that was instrumental in the creation of the NCR, Across the entire nation state and started his caravan out of an old world city called Phoenix.

Joshua Graham Mentioned something about Dallas to her during her last visit to Zion, Telling her that that was the farthest east that the Legion had (partial) control over at one point. Even despite that, the Legion Had a small force in the area it still remained a free settlement... mostly.. The matter was complicated then. But now With Caesar and the Legate Dead, The Legion had disbanded, leaving the remaining members to blend back into society and start rebuilding rather than pillaging and raiding it for resources.

After she had finished escorting the Caravan into Dallas, she had made camp in the outskirts of the large developing city. Before leaving Dallas though, a Man warned her to not go any further southwest near the ruins of old world San Antonio, telling her that the area was known to be inhabited by Armies of Super Mutants, Behemoths, Ghouls, and other horribly mutated abominations. Which was true, as During one of her conversations with Mr. House, (while he was still alive...Bastard..) He had stated that he sent a number of Securitrons out across The entire Wasteland of the US to retrieve various prototype Technologies (most of which were lost). One place of which was San Antonio. He went on to state that that particular expedition was a lost cause as the Lethal levels of radiation damaged the core systems of his securitron, leaving it practically uncontrollable.

She wasn't planning on walking into San Antonio anyway. she was heading east, not south. she continued to look at the local map of the area and then determines that she needed to head back north along RT 30 in order to get back on track. At the intersection of RT 30 and I-40 She found herself at a developing settlement, Little Rock. she had stopped in town for a week or so to give her body a rest from all of the travelling. and one day she had spotted a young girl being harassed by a group of Men that looked twice her age. Kendall didn't take kindly to how the girl was treated and the final straw was when one of the men pulled a knife on the younger woman. At this point Kendall pulled out her Laser Rifle and delivered a quick shot through the Chest of the man, killing him.

The Girl lay there, likely in shock of what had just happened. A random traveler just saved her life. She Ran Up and hugged the older woman, then introduced herself as Kiara Nema. She was a young girl, about 14 or 15 years old, she had nice smooth brown skin, long wavy black hair, and fiery amber eyes. A few nights after the two had met, Kendall convinced the girl to come with her. Said that she was trying to make it to the east coast and see the fate of the capital for her own eyes... Kendall had told the girl about a rumor she'd heard, About a Lone Wanderer that Ran all over the wasteland that had helped the Brotherhood of Steel over in the capital and finally put an end to the production of super mutants in the area, and delivered a final Knockout blow to the NCR's oldest enemy, The Enclave.

The 2 Girls then Journeyed From Little Rock into an old town called 'Memphis'. Kendall and Her new follower had made it into the City Outskirts, looking at all the lights, listening to the sounds and the music, enjoying it all. Despite the fact the city was Destroyed during the great war, the city was very well put back together. And then it happened. Kendall stopped in her tracks, Staring Blankly at a VERY familiar looking Face Plastered on the front of the building with the words "Rock N Soul Museum"...

"Son of A-" Kendall started, her companion tried to cut her off but she only continued.

"Whats wrong?" The girl asked, Completely clueless as to why the Courier was starting to go off.

"Motherfu- Goddamn- low life sacks of sh-" Kendall Goes around punching old rusted out Corvega cars, Kicking cans, punching holes in the old plywood covered windows of buildings long abandoned centuries, while Kiara stood back away for quite a bit with an almost visible anime style sweat-drop, while others looked on and minded their own business.

After a few minutes of this, Kiara shouts out to her older companion. "HEY! Kendall! Calm down, you aren't making the slightest bit of sense! Why are you flipping your shit?!"

"Oh... sorry...There was a group of people just like them back in New Vegas. A right bunch of assholes if you ask me. They never listened to reason, and their Stubbornness led to their group being wiped out By The New California Republic's Military when their leader refused to curb the violence against them... But that's enough about them. We should scavenge through some of the old buildings and see what we can find." Kendall says, Turning away to go search for an abandoned building.

The two girls spent a good couple of hours scavenging through the abandoned buildings of Memphis, and wound up walking away with a few old world instruments that might be worth something to the right buyer. Maybe in a place that isn't heavily music based, or just keep them as souvenirs of their journey across the wastes.

The Courier and her follower had left Memphis A few days ago. Then they stopped in a Town called Nash*, another music filled city. Kendall was on the lookout for any more "King"-like groups or gangs, but the city was filled with many nice people. They stayed for a few days in an old inn kept up by a nice older lady, but on the day that they left the city, the old lady was dragged away by the town's security force under the grounds that she was behind some of the disappearances a few years back when the town was re-colonized by some vault dwellers out of an old vault, Vault 102. When Kiara asked about the Vault, the officer said that people still lived in the vault, choosing to stay to keep the vault maintained in case things had gone to hell outside the vault.

The Courier, having Visited a few of these vaults during her time in the Mojave, 22, 3, 34, 11, and 19, knew that the vaults, or at least some of them, were nothing more than sick and twisted experiments that left most of, if not all of their dwellers mutated or if they were lucky, dead. Vault 34, as she learned from terminals in the vault and from mother pearl, was an experimental vault, testing the effects of, in short, tons of weapons, an overpopulated and armed 'society' and that ended with Mother pearl and the 'Boomers' forcing their way out of the Vault and later establishing their home at Nellis AFB north of the Strip.

"What was Your Vault's experiment?" Kendall asks the officer.

"Experiment? What are you talking about? The Vaults never had any experiments."The man says with a puzzled, yet suspicious look.

"You mean to tell me that you're vault didn't have an experiment ran on your people?"

"What?! Of Course not! Our Vault is a shelter meant to protect our population, not treat them like Guinea pigs!" The officer retorted.

"Then your Vault was one of the lucky ones.. i can only name one other Vault that operated like they were advertised, and even then, they were wiped out by raiders a week or so after the door opened to the outside!" Kendall explains.

"What kind of Experiments are we talking here? Kiara asks.

"Well, some vaults had Noble intentions, but horrible ways of going about them, Like one of my old 'bosses' told me about a vault somewhere north of here that was designed to cure all known diseases. That's only one experiment though. Some that I've visited were just outright horrible from the beginning to the bitter end. Like Vault 11. Vault 11 made the Vault's population 'Sacrifice' one of their own every year or so to prevent the rest of the population from being 'exterminated' by the Vault's systems. And this experiment lasted decades, until there were only 5 people left. When i visited the vault, I only saw 4 of their skeletons, which led me to believe that there is a survivor still roaming the Mojave.. Or at least a descendant for that matter. But that is besides my point."

"My Gods..." The man gasped out, complete shock plastered on his face. "Why would the Vault-Tec do that?"

"They were never originally meant to be just shelters for citizens. Their true intention was, and likely will never be known. I'm sorry that you had to find out this way.." Kendall says.

"I wish i could say that its alright, but then I'd be lying... I should go and inform the overseer of these atrocities. Thank You" The officer says, walking off.

"Woah, I never knew that about the vaults.." Kiara says.

"Yeah, they're not exactly the best places to be on this earth." Kendall says as she checks her knap for a sidearm, handing it to the girl. "We should get going. As far as I have been told about the east coast, its that its dangerous. A far cry from what it used to be, but it is still dangerous."

Kiara takes the 9 mm pistol given to her. It was shiny, and engraved with many markings.

"Hey Kendall... Why is this one so shiny?"

" I took that pistol from the corpse of a man that shot me in the head. He Named the pistol Maria." Kendall Explained. I was On A Special Delivery order when i was Ambushed by him and a few others. He took My Package, shot me, and left me for dead."

The two women continued along the road, Kendall telling Kiara stories of her adventures and shenanigans in the Mojave and about the time she visited an old world casino and pulled off the biggest heist of the century, at some place called the Sierra Madre. It was difficult, But The Reward was More than enough. Out of the 35 Gold bars that she carried out of that vault, She had given 2 of them to Dean for his help in the heist. He said he would likely use them for decoration in his dressing room. The courier had offered up a couple for Dog/God, but they politely refused, saying that they would have no need for them there. Christine turned down the gold and instead wanted to travel with the courier, back to the Mojave.

Christine's mission was complete. Father Elijah was finished, maybe not dead yet, but finished none the less. Trapped in the very same vault that he worked so hard to get into. Christine wanted to leave the Sierra Madre to, as the casino's motto says, "Let go, and Begin Again." Staying would only bring more pain and Reminders of the past.

After a couple of weeks of travelling, The Courier and her companion Kiara walk into an old world city called Raleigh. The City was War torn, Bunkers set up sandbag barricades, ammo crates and broken down APCs. The two girls Walked up a hill towards an old world Art Museum. It was then that when they walked in, A woman shot into the floor, next to Kendall's foot.

"DO NOT MOVE OR YOU WILL BE SHOT! YOU ARE TRESPASSING ON U-S-A-R PROPERTY. DROP YOUR WEAPONS ON THE FLOOR AND KICK THEM TOWARDS ME." The Voice said. It was a rough sounding voice for a female, but a female voice nonetheless.

The two girls proceeded to drop their weapons And kick them over. It was then that the owner of the demanding voice had finally stepped out. Her, and a few others, that is. The Leader of the group Stepped towards Kendall and Kiara. The group was dressed in a Navy Blue grey and black camo Uniforms. (Think U.S Navy's Digital Combat uniform) The Leader of the group was a couple inches taller than Kendall, couldn't have been older than her mid 20's. she had a sun kissed skin tone and bright green eyes and to complete the somewhat intimidating glare she has, a diagonal cut across her left cheek from her nose to her jaw, likely from a dog.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The woman asked.

"I could ask you the same exact thing," Kendall says, Glaring back at her.

"I asked you first, and you are in no position to bargain."

"My name is Kendall Mera. Courier and Governor of New Vegas, Nevada. And this is my Companion, Kiara Nema. Now if you'll be so kind as to give me your name?" Kendall says.

"My name is Hannah Moon, First Sergeant of Delta Company 1st Battalion, 3rd Infantry Regiment, United States Army Remnants."

"Wait, you mean Like Pre-War Army?" Kiara Blurts out.

"Precisely." Hannah retorts.

Kiara takes a second to think. She has heard about this Unit before from an old Pre-war book but she couldn't place the name of this unit. "Wait a Minute... YOU GUYS ARE A PART OF THE OLD GUARD!" Kiara shouts out, standing up rather quickly.

Kendall Looks back at Kiara like she has just lost her mind. "Kiara what the hell are you talking about?" Kendall asked rather cluelessly.

"The Old Guard is one of the oldest military units in the history of this country. They went around fighting in many different wars before the bombs dropped. Not only that, but they were also the best dressed Soldiers in The U.S military!" Kiara spouts out excitedly.

The soldiers looked among themselves, Shocked that this girl that couldn't have been older than 15, Knew so much about them. Hannah looked at Kiara.

"How do you know so much about us? we aren't exactly going around shouting out who we are.." Hannah asks.

"I was scavenging around a few houses looking for parts to build a shack when I came across a Pre-war book about the capital. One of the monuments I read about was a tomb for a soldier that no one knew. The book then talked about the soldiers that were always guarding it. Which, If I am guessing correctly, were some of your descendants. no?" Kiara finishes.

"That is... All surprisingly true. You really do your research kid."

After a few more questions and explanations later, The soldiers began to relax and Gave back the Duo's weapons.

"You said you were heading to the capital wastes right?" Hannah asks.

" Yeah. I wanted to see what had become of the wastes, and deliver a message for somebody, if they are still even around, that is." Kendall explained.

"Alright, We were headed that way too, if you would like to come with us, we leave in a couple days."

"Sounds Great! We could use a few extra guns on our side, gong north." Kendall says.

"Fantastic. I'll show you two to your bunks. Come with me." Hannah Says, Motioning to the courier and her friend.

'Man I've Come a long way' Kendall Thought as she began to drift off.

OKAY! That does it for this chapter. Now I realize that there are quite a few Non-Canon things in this story, but that's why this is called fanfiction. IE: THE U.S.A.R. Uniforms, and a few other things. Also, Apologies to anyone that lives in San Antonio, I felt like in the Event Of a Nuclear war, San Antonio Would be A Prime target for China to Nuke 20,000 times over because it is home to 7 Military bases. And that is just in our world. think how many would've been in fallout's world! Anyways, that set aside. I would like to note that I have Done a TON! A LITERAL TON of research on Vaults, their experiments, and possible locations for some of the vaults that are going to be mentioned in this story Not only that, i have researched the exact route that Kendall has taken from the Mojave, And between all of the Lore Videos from ShoddyCast, and Oxhorn, i think i have enough research to go around for quite some time. Now, As for plot, I have no idea where the plot will go, but This story is set 9(ish) years after FO3 and 5(ish) Years after FO:NV But a year or so prior to FO4. But That is it for this update! please leave a review and follow/favorite this story if you wish to read more!

*Albuq- Albuquerque, New Mexico

*Homa-City- Oklahoma city, Oklahoma

*Nash- Nashville, Tennessee