Hello, Fanfiction, it is I, Hypn0s, bringing you another chapter for your little harts can take.
now seriously, I totally ripped that intro from Three dog, but anyway, I bring you, another chapter from my story, the chornicles of Maverick.
now, to those new, this story is completely AU, meaning the only thing that retains of Fallout 3, besides the main characters, the other characters, the setting and the final destination, is the fact the world is as messed as it was before.
Now this chapter will include new charcters, from both the Fallout 3 and new vegas, so those who haved played both games will recognize several characters there.
now, without any delay, i give you chapter 3, enjoy my friends.
CHAPTER 3: ARMADA
"It could do some music" Sally said, trying to strike a conversation with the group, "Yeah…it could…but yet again all the music I have ever heard was Vault 101 pre-recorded music…it got dull when I got my Pip-boy" Maverick said.
"…how was life back then there? I mean before all when down the drain" Somah asked to Maverick, "Well…it was good, true it got dull in some point, the routine I mean, when I got my Pip-boy, I also got my assignments there, like most kids I got waste disposal, let me tell ya, it was hell, good thing of that I wasn't alone, and also met the rest of the kids in Vault 101, it was there I noticed something" Maverick said.
"We were really low on numbers, I mean I spoke with my dad about it and he agreed, there was just too little children per couples, and then he came with some information that I don't know how he got it in the first place…when the Vault was closed in 2077, there was over 500 children, and 525 adults, right now we had only 99 children that grew up, and 200 adults, if that carried on…well" he said, letting the message sink in.
"They wouldn't last another generation" Sarah said.
"Exactly…maybe that's why they are now with the Enclave I guess…to get people…or children into the vault once this is all over" Maverick said.
"That's just crazy! Why they would do that, they have a whole world for themselves, and they want that?" Somah wondered.
"I can only assume that" Maverick said, "Maybe…maybe there is more Maverick, the Enclave and the vault dwellers, you included, are the last remnants of the pre-war civilization…okay Sally included" so said girl nodded back, "Because of this, your gene pool is…far less mutated than of any wastelander, a sixth toe, skin mutations, baldness, blindness, things that happened less in Sally's time, happen a lot here, our DNA is so mutated that a lot can happen" Sarah added, "That's what they meant with 'the pure race' and all that crap"
"Go figure, another war started by 'who is the superior race' thing, how pathetic" Maverick muttered, leaning on the all of the elevator with a scowl etched on his face.
"In any case now you know why we fight, is do or die down there, and the Enclave is not the kind to take prisoners…unless they serve a higher purpose for them" Sarah said.
"But no matter how technologically advanced they are, the Enclave lacks numbers…numbers they swelled with mercenaries, better said Talon Company" Sarah began, "Think of them as…very depraved Vault dwellers, they do anything, anything for caps" Somah ended.
"Caps?" Maverick and Sally asked at the same time, "Yeah, pre-war currency is basically nun, it works well to burn and keep things burning, believe it or not, the night on the Capital Wasteland is quite cold, so caps became our way of currency, is far more lighter to carry, a little noisy, but is more common than bills and other things" Sarah confessed.
"Oh great, 200 years ago people died for pieces of green paper, now 200 years later, we kill each other for bottlecaps, swell" Maverick said sarcastically.
"Trust me Maverick" Sally suddenly said, eyes going dark, "Things were worse days after the bombs fell" Sally began, "I know…I saw things on those days…the worse of humanity came on those days" she added, "But at least now is not as bad as 200 years ago" she added.
"Regardless" Sarah stated, looking at Sally, "We have to focus on our current task, I'm not going to remain here to wait and see if the aliens will be kind enough to experiment with me the same way they did with Maverick" Sarah stated.
Maverick simply gave a stare at Sarah, but said nothing, he was still thoughtful on all that had happened, and so was another person, "Hey Lyons" Somah began, "Didn't you find something odd about that Wally guy? The way he was cloaked?" she asked, making the sentinel frown.
"Now that you mention it, he wasn't wearing a stealth boy on his wrist…maybe the experiments on him gave him…natural ability to cloak himself like if he was wearing a stealth boy" Sarah pointed out, Maverick and Sally simply shrugged at that, currently any other ability a Vault dweller might have, ranging from inhuman strength to inhuman endurance and other odd things could be attributed to alien experiments.
"We are almost there" Sally stated, the whole group then tensed up as the elevator stopped, looking at each other, then at sally, and nodding, the little girl pressed a button to open the door, immediately Maverick exited the elevator…
POW!
And was received by a power fist right on his face.
"OH for the love of God!" Maverick snapped as he turned his attention to the source of the blow, and stopped when he spotted the source.
The girl who hit him was perhaps of Somah's age, maybe a little less, Caucasian features, he couldn't see beyond that because of her green robes and the hood that she had over her head, of course he noted that she had a pneumatic fist on her right hand, and of course she looked somewhat ashamed of what she did, somewhat.
"Oh…sorry about that, I thought you were one of those ugly alien ghouls…not that you look like one!" she stated, trying to defuse the look Maverick was giving her, "I mean things have got a lot crazy around her, and truth to be told I'm not exactly in position to mince with blows, especially those against the midgets around here, true they have very advanced technology but that doesn't give them the right to walk over us…god if the elders hear me talk like that they will beat me with my own power fist" she said.
"Anyway, I'm Veronica, Veronica Santangelo" the newly introduced Veronica said, extending her power fist hand to Maverick, he simply rose an eyebrow, but let go of his sudden urge to punch her simply because she didn't deserve it, the way he exited the elevator made her believe he was one of the abominations.
Grasping her armored hand, Maverick began to wonder how many people had been kidnapped by the aliens, if Sally said about them being in a space station was true, and considering that they had been abducting people even before the bombs fell, then it meant that the place was crawling with people who was desperate to escape.
"Okay, you got abducted as well it seems" Maverick mentioned, "Duh! I didn't hitch a ride here on their spaceship…come to think of it I actually did, pretty stupid of me I believe" Veronica said, leaving the other blinking, "Come again?" Maverick asked.
"Well…is kinda embarrassing you see, I was wandering around, scavenging, when all of the sudden I nearly had my face melted by a blue beam of energy, I mean blue energy beams, no laser weapons know could fire that, when I turned around to the source I saw small green guys actually taking pot shots at me, I swear they were laughing while at it" Veronica mentioned the last part with a pout.
"Then again they weren't laughing much with their jaws and skulls broken after I got them" she added quickly while flexing her armored hand.
"In any case, once I looted their bodies, which I might add had some sweet things, I looked a little far, and saw a freaking, honest to god spaceship, there, floating near a mountain, so thinking it had even better things inside and that was my lucky day, I went to it, I must tell ya it took me some time to scale the mountain and reach the ship, when I entered…well the damn thing activated on its own…and here I am, after sneaking pass several alien patrols…I must say this place is like a Cazador hive, they are pissed" Veronica said.
"Can't say is our fault…we haven't come across many alien patrols, and those we have cross have ended up dead, not being able to communicate something" Sarah said.
"Well…yeah, I mean when the ship got to the hangar I saw a they were setting ships…a lot of them, placing weapons inside, I think medical items, food, all that sort of things for…an invasion" Veronica said, making Sally gasp.
"Guess they finally grew tired of abducting people one at a time and now are preparing a large scale…abduction/invasion" she stated.
"But why they experiment on us? What they gain?" Somah wondered out loud, "I don't know, but I don't think I want to find out, if by some reason the aliens got defeated and the Enclave get their hands on their technology…god help us all" Sarah stated grimly.
"Sheez have some positive attitude Sarah, first let's focus on finding the hangar and a ship that can get us out, then we can focus in blowing this space station to dust okay?" Sarah nodded with some apprehension at Maverick reasoning, not that she could argue with him on that either, right now they were a group of humans trying to escape, a group of barely five people, barely a match against an advanced alien race that in that moment outnumbered them, regardless the fact that two of them were in fact genetically and surgically enhanced humans.
"Well, if you want to go to the hangars, you'll need to take the long road, I might not be too familiar with alien tech and computers, but I do recognize an automatic lock when I heard one, it seems that they have the hangars doors programmed to lock when something not of their species cross them, trust me I tried to open them with every trick I knew, but so far no dice" Veronica stated.
"I doubt I will break them as well, those doors programming is directly attached to the space station mainframe, I would need to be in the mainframe room to actually hack them successfully, unlike the other consoles, sorry" Sally offered, making all that knew her to grimace at that tidbit of information.
"Better you says us that now than before Sally" Maverick offered with a slight smile, slightly looking around the atrium they were currently located, to him it looked like an exact replica of a vault's atrium, the one the Overseer could overlook of course from his office.
The difference from the vault's atrium to the current one was of course the cleaner and shinier look, there were only five doors, three on the lower level, the one they were currently, and other two on the upper level, no windows to see the outside world or any other rooms, and unlike the vault's atrium this one is well lighted currently.
"This place" Maverick began, "It reminds me of Vault 101 atrium" that phrase caught Sarah's attention, "It's nearly identical in appearance, only shinier, and with less doors…and the overseer ever-present window and face looking us down like if we were test subjects" Maverick said.
"Hey, you're a vault dweller?" Veronica asked with some excitement, "Yeah…why?" Maverick answered her question, "Well…truth to be told you don't look like one, or dress or act as one, in fact if it wasn't for the pip-boy attached to your wrist I would say you are an average wastelander" she added, only to hear a snort of Somah.
"Average my ass girl, trust me when I tell you this kid is far from normal" the dark skinned mechanist said as she hefted her riot shotgun and looked around.
"Okay…ignoring that…what now?" Veronica asked, "Well…the original plan will have to be changed a little, if we are to stop an invasion and escape, we are going to need men, and guns, big guns that make a mess to be more specific" Sarah said, experience told her that this kind of situations required men with experience on combat, of course experience is worth little without the proper equipment.
"Hmm…Maverick give me your arm" Sally commanded, the enhanced vault dweller complied, not really caring the little girl was bossing him around, it didn't surprise him as much as Veronica as Sally expertly worked her way on the pip-boy's many functions, and stopped on the map function.
"Okay…we are here…the storage room is nearby, but we still need to trek a long mile anyway to reach our destination, the elevator didn't took us to the cryo-chambers as I believed, we need to make our way towards the engine core, from there we can take a direct route to the hangar, and then to freedom" Sally said confidently.
"SO…what is in storage that can be important?" Veronica wondered.
"Simple, guns, armors, food, stimpaks, pretty much everything you need of down under is in storage, including ammo for every gun, with me and Maverick's expertise we can cook something really nasty to those aliens, you still haven't tested That Gun right?" Maverick shook his head at her question, "Well, better time than the present, from here on out only energy weapons work better against aliens, I know, I just know that they will be looking for us, so you better draw That Gun and be ready to shoot" sally added as she pulled her own Plasma Gun.
With a grimace, and understanding what pretty much Sally had implied, Maverick turned to veronica and tossed his shotgun at her, the girl clumsily grabbed the gun and some shells for it as well.
"You know how to shoot right?" Maverick asked to the robed girl, "Well, I'm more into girls and punching the shit out of everything that attacks me…but I'll think I'll manage, believe it or not, the Brotherhood does teach us how to use projectile based guns, despite their fetish for energy weapons" that comment of Veronica as she slung the shotgun to her back, favoring her power fist as she admitted, caught the attention of Sarah.
"You are Brotherhood?" Veronica nodded as at Sarah's question, "What chapter?" Sarah asked, "Mojave's chapter…I was original of California, Lost Hills bunker, home sweet home" Veronica said, "But as usual with the Brotherhood, once they get a sniff of pre-technological wonders, they go at it like ravenous dogs" Veronica added.
"Not that I can say no to that statement…so Mojave eh…you're far away of home Santangelo" Sarah said to the robed girl, "Yeah…say…how was called the movement leaded by High Elder Maxson to Lost Hills?" Veronica asked simply.
"Easy, the exodus" Sarah answered without losing a beat, and then she realized what she had said, much to the amusement of Veronica.
"So…why you're dressed as Enclave?" Veronica asked with a smirk, "It was that or going naked" Sarah replied with some hesitation, "I wouldn't mind" Maverick mentioned with a smile, "Me neither" Veronica added playfully as she joined Maverick and followed him and Sally to the only door on the lower level of the atrium that wasn't locked or was an elevator door.
"Go Sarah, you sly dog you" Somah said with a smirk, "Oh shut up Somah, just my luck I was being hit by a enhanced boy who can rip spines with his bare hands and a lesbian, I am so freaking lucky" Sarah said with some apprehension, is not that she hates lesbians or homosexuals and actually respects their choices.
But the fact a lesbian was actually hitting on her kinda said that her luck on love is on a new time low, well at least she got hit as well by Maverick, it has to count as something positive.
"Hey sergeant, you think their gone?"
"I don't know Tercorien, but I'm as sure as hell I'm not poking my head up to find out"
"But Sergeant Johnson, sir…I think someone should scout out"
"Are you crazy woman? Better yet don't answer that, I don't want to know the state of your mind"
"Sergeant! Maria is not crazy…curious yes, crazy no"
A pile of robots, twisted metal, trash, a pair of Nuka-Cola dispensers, the bottom half of a jukebox and what seemed the door of a car were the only shield three soldiers had of the very accurate alien turrets that kept aiming at them from several positions on the ceiling, but were unable to get an accurate shot.
"Sergeant, I'm only saying that one of us should make a break for it while the others shoot the hell out of those turrets, that way we might have a better chance at surviving" a woman of at least her late twenties stated, her short red hair made her green eyes stand out the most, those features, alongside her pale skin made her stand out, even more with her white combat armor.
Private Maria Gonzales, of the 102th US infantry battalion, deployed to Anchorage, Alaska, and from which she was the only know survivor after an ambush of Chinese commandos, really wondered why the man who was higher on rank didn't not hear reason, after all her plan was far better than his, sitting and waiting for a miracle.
"Sergeant Johnson, Maria is right, we cannot stay here no longer, sooner or later one of those aliens will come, and us pinned down like this and then ambushed by mobile troops will make it worse" Elliot Tercorien, of the medical corp attached to the 108th infantry battalion stated at the man at his side, while Elliot had blond hair that was longer than the military regulation, mostly because he was drafted on the hospital he was working on, trained scarcely on guns, given an armor and the last words every drill sergeant told them on their crash course on the army.
"Duck, run, and if you see something not American, you shoot it"
"Corporal, did your nap on that fancy freezer damage your brain? Private here cannot run that fast to dodge the blasts and I must remind you the last time we tried that?" Sergeant Avery Johnson, a tall, dark skinned man, with a moustache and white cap, stated with a scowl.
"Must remind you what happened to Gomez?" the sergeant added, making both Maria and Elliot to wince, obviously remembering the now late private Gomes, of the 111th infantry battalion, a sniper, not that it helped much, they had tried the strategy Maria proposed, Gomez had run while the trio left behind unleashed hell on the turrets above them drawing fire, what they didn't counted however was the fact that one of those robots with long arms was on the corner Gomez had turned, nor the fact the hands of the robot worked as buzz saws, the last thing they saw of Gomes was an arm flying away and a lot of blood pouring out.
And unlike Maria, Gomez was fast enough to outmaneuver the turrets; the three remaining soldiers however weren't fast.
"Goddamitt to hell!" Elliot snapped angrily, running his hand over his blond hair, he hated the situation they were in, it was like being on the trenches back in anchorage, back then at least the Chinese were bombarding even their own people, they were blind as bats, but here, things were bad, very bad.
ZWOOMP!
"Guys…did you heard that?" Maria said, making Sergeant Johnson and Elliot to look up at her, then perk up when they heard footsteps…human like footsteps, not the frantic and squeaky like footsteps of the aliens boots.
"HOLY SHIT!" and the male scream confirmed it, it seemed whoever entered the storage room had came across Gomez's corpse.
"Oh dammit, sadistic ali-MAVERICK!"
"Wha SHIT!"
BANG!
BANG!
The unmistakable sound of a shotgun was heard at least two times, alongside the sound of energy weaponry, laser weaponry, then the sound of metal being bended…twice, then silence.
"…are…they dead?" Maria asked.
Her answer came when they heard the sound of keys being pressed, fast, then the sudden implosion of every single turret in the room.
"Okay, that should do it" the voice of a small girl was heard suddenly; the trio of soldiers looked at each other, and then nodded.
"Well…good things happen to those who wait, let it be a lesson to you two" sergeant Johnson said with a grin, both Elliot and Maria sighed, in the little time they had come and tagged alongside the sergeant, they have learned that he is a very religious man, having a strong faith in God, most importantly in the phrase 'the lord works in mysterious ways'
One had to really wonder what kind of role God had in actually letting them be kidnapped by small green men.
In any case, sergeant brought the front to meet the people who had helped them out, so it was understandable to the trio to see in shock what seemed a man clad in one of their armors, one of their own people, nearly surrounded by women, and a little girl.
But the thought of finding another fellow soldier died out when they saw he had a wrist computer on his left wrist…a pip-boy.
That alone confirmed their worst fears.
"Oh god no" they heard sergeant Johnson exclaim in worry, hastily making his way towards the group of people that had saved them, there Maria and Elliot noted that the man who wore the combat armor and the pip-boy had a neat tri-long gash on the armor, one that without a doubt came of the robot, surely the man had been attacked and by some miracle had survived without a cut on his skin, but his armor was not that lucky, at simple glance the armor was all but useless now, there was simply not enough wonderglue on the world to keep that thing in one piece, and they doubted another chest-plate could help in fixing the one damaged, for once the chest-plate was neatly cut, including the inner components, the Kevlar like covering that composed the cloth of the armor was compromised as well, so there was no way that thing could be fixed.
"No…please tell me is not true!" the voice of sergeant Johnson brought Maria and Elliot back into the present, rushing to their sergeant they saw him clutching the shoulder of a blond woman in a strange uniform they didn't recognize at all, she looked grimly, like the rest of the group at the man.
Slowly, the woman shook her head sadly, "It happened" was all she said, those words were enough to break the man that was John Johnson, with a pitiful wail, he collapsed on his knees and began to weep, all while banging on the floor.
"You maniacs! You blew it up! Ah, damn you! God damn you all to hell!"
30 minutes later…
"So…the world down there…is gone?" Elliot asked with some apprehension, "Yeah kid, not much of the old world besides ruins and skeletons, both literal, the place is bad as it gets" Somah replied, looking at the blond medic with some surprise, to be a medic who wield a weapon, he is all but tough, or cold, nothing in the Capital Wasteland compared to him.
"But the days after the bombs fell it as worse…people sick, people crying, fighting, all the fire, the screams, then came the rains…the black rain, even more people died when the rain fell" Sally said sadly.
Sarah simply kept a vigil around, the three soldiers, Maria, Elliot and Johnson, where in fact soldiers of the Anchorage reclamation campaign, people as old, if not older than Sally, well if being kept on ice for over 200 years counted.
Apparently, if John (after recovering) said was true, he was taken first by the aliens to be experimented, but the aliens never checked him to see if he had hidden weapons, and like Somah and her, he just waited, unlike her and Somah, he is a trained killer, the little bastards never stood a chance when he broke out and slit their throat with a knife he had hidden on his right boot, the proceeded to release the few soldiers that were left, which turned to be Maria and Elliot, according to them, they were kidnapped with their units, in Johnson's and Elliot's case, Maria was the only survivor of her original unit, and was attached to another unit, which turned to be kidnapped as well.
What made their story amazing was the fact that they were put on cryo-stasis, simply said, they were put on human size refrigerators and frozen solid, now usually this procedure if done on humans will kill them, as the water inside their molecules with turn sharp and cut the cells, causing frostbites and the tissue to die, which leads, if not well treated into amputation of the affected area.
The difference with cryo-stasis is the fact that while the body is frozen, it is done in such a way that it only slows every single vital function on the body, like if you were sleeping, or hibernating with some animal cases, thus allowing an extended stay on the cryo-tubes.
This was their case, the good one, Johnson had also told them that he had opened seven cryo-pods, but only Elliot, Maria and the deceased Gomez had awoken, the others didn't had such luck, they died because they thawed wrong.
After that explanation, Johnson had basically demanded what had been the fate of Washington DC, the news he got basically broke him.
According to Sarah, and what little Maverick could see from the scenic overlook back when he exited Vault 101, there was just ruins of the once 'capital of the world' Washington, once the seat of Capitalism and Democracy, was less than a hush of its former self, several bombs did fell on the Capital city, one aimed at the White House, that area was still highly radioactive, but those bombs that exploited in mid-air caused most damaged, as several broken buildings and blocked streets could attest to.
Of the many survivors of the initial attack, many turned into Ghouls, heavily irradiated humans who by some fortune, or misfortune, didn't ended up dead, but rather had their skin slowly rotting out of their bodies, leaving patches of muscle and veins exposed to the elements, raspy voice, loss of hair and sterility among the most noticeable changes on ghouls, others changes were the fact that they didn't get sick by radiation, they actually get healed by it, but this accelerates a process that most ghouls fear, their slow descent to a feral like state in which they don't distinguish friend from foe, well human friend or foe, and they don't regard any kind of danger around them, the feral ghouls, in short, are zombies, fast, ugly, emaciated zombies.
Of course there were those who even without the protection of the vaults, managed to survive, tribal clans who moved of other places of the US map to the remains of the capital, vault dwellers, who unlike those in Vault 101, left their vaults and tried to make the best they could out of the ruins of DC, raiders who had kids, kids who ran away, families of all corners of the map, all moving to DC because, relatively speaking, while being the capital of one of the most powerful nations of the pre-war era, was not as badly hit as other parts of the nation, or the world for that matter.
Sarah sighed as she relay all she knew about the current situation of the Capital Wasteland, as those who lived in it now call it, about the war, the Enclave, the Super Mutants, all that has been happening, she told them and updated them of the current situation, obviously they were clearly shocked, but not more than Johnson, who unlike Maria and Elliot, was married by the time of the war, with two children no less, so it was obvious he was distressed by what happened and the possible end they all had.
It was not something they could all dwell deeply however, even if the pre-war world was governed by crazy fools who basically burned the world, they still were prisoners, and needed to escape, something the three soldiers agreed.
"(Sigh) god in heavens, why you let it happen" Johnson wondered out loud, running a hand on his face, "Sergeant, this was not by God's hand, it was our fault…we are all to blame" Maria said as she hefted her assault rifle.
"I know private…but yet it hurts, it hurts so much" Johnson stated, looking around at each member of this ragtag escape group.
With another heavy sigh, he stood up, yet with some apprehension, he was not so sure of wanting to keep on fighting, with the reason he had to fight now gone and turned to dust and burned in radioactive fire.
"There is nothing we can do now" Maverick added, looking at the sergeant straight in the eye, "Trust me on this sergeant, we all have regrets, yours involve your family, like mine…the only thing we can do is move forward…and when the time comes we have to give accounts to the big boss, to be sure we have no regrets behind us" he said, looking around suddenly, then raising his eyebrow.
"Odd…this place doesn't look like a storage room" Maverick stated, trying to keep the pieces of his armor together, now really missing his other gun, the alien rifle, that sadly had met an early demise at the hands of the robot who got a mouthful of blamite on its face, twice.
"This is just the outer room, here the aliens carry either weapons or miscellaneous items that can actually be carried by them and put them on that transport line" Sally said, pointing to a far transportation line that was currently off, connected to a door from which Sally's frame could fit in fine.
"The other room however contains what we need, I really doubt there are aliens inside currently, if something I learned of them is that they are creatures of habit, they work on a schedule, currently they are on their resting time, we have at least a day to arm ourselves and advance as much as possible without some serious opposition, after the day is done, they'll resume normal activities, maintenance, experimentation, security, from there on out, is shoot at everything not human" Sally stated firmly.
"I'm up game for that plan, although I would find myself more comfortable if we do this quietly" Somah said, "Agreed, the less conflict the less chance we will find opposition" Elliot added.
"But if push comes to shove" Sergeant Johnson replied, loading his assault rifle to make his point, "Right, I just hope we find a power armor, I feel naked with this on" Sarah added as she and Somah went to the entrance of the adjacent room, followed closely by Maria, Elliot and Veronica, Sally as usual stayed close to Maverick, that left sergeant Johnson behind as well.
"Maverick…right?" he asked, the former vault dweller simply nodded, "…Thanks for the heads-up kid" was all Johnson said as he jogged to join the group.
Maverick simply looked at Sally who shrugged at him, then motioned him to follow her and join the rest.
As both experimented humans caught with the rest, he wondered what would happen now, especially with the other vault dwellers kidnapped by the aliens, after all there were twenty kidnapped dwellers, not including him, three of them were already dead, that left seventeen more.
He also toyed with the possibility of his dad being among those kidnapped, after all his dad escaped with just two hours separating them, maybe he got kidnapped as well, and experimented.
Maverick really hoped his dad didn't went mad with the experiments, or was killed by so said experiments, or his escape of vault 101, and the reason he left in the first place will be carried to the grave with him.
The smell of trash, it was familiar to him, oddly familiar, the smell of rotten organic junk was something akin to the one of rotting corpses, of blood spilled and burned flesh as well, he knew well enough about that.
The last thing he remembered was the blue light, right before he killed that NCR spy who got lucky to escape the camp, only to be caught by him, and when he was just about to deliver the killing blow, he was shrouded in a blue light; it was beautiful, yet frightening.
Then he remembered the pain, the pain of such…things done to him, he was still conscious, so he remembers very well the pain of each one of the interventions done to him, each painful one.
But he still tries to remember why he is on a place that smells as rotting humans and blood.
His answer came when he opened his eyes and was able to stare all around him, there he could see the reason of the smell, it was not because he was on some sort of trash like area, but he was surrounded by human bodies, mutilated and mangled, and he was on some sort of arena, and those…beings observing him on the high stands, like if he was some sort of animal to entertain them.
He was about to lash at them when he felt something on the back of his neck, like a sting of something, like a tick bite, bothersome, but unlike a tick bite, this one grew in pain with every passing second, spreading of his neck to his head.
Screaming in pain, Legate Lanius, second in command of Caesar Legion, and army who has nearly conquered half of North-America knew no more as his brain was basically stripped of every single memory of his former life, leaving only combat memories and a loyalty to his new masters.
Up in the atrium like state, an alien with orange skin, instead of green smirked in satisfaction, now one step closer of their goal.
With this tested, they could focus on their prime subject, subject Zeta.
His grin died, however, when one of his subordinates mentioned something.
The subjects in red clothes had escaped.
"Well…this place shows promise" Somah muttered to Veronica, the Brotherhood wandering scribe nodding at the sight, such a beautiful sight, for a brotherhood member at least.
"…whoa…look at all that weaponry" Sarah muttered in awe, to her this was the mother lode of…well everything, weapons, ammo, whenever she looked she found more weapons and ammo, some weapons she never saw in her life, some of them she had heard about, as the German gauss handgun, a heavy recoil gauss based handgun that could pass as .44 magnum if it wasn't for the magnet coils around its barrel, and unlike Maverick's homemade and modified That Gun, that one looked that could actually do some damage.
She kept looking around, and the gasped in shock when she saw IT, the most beautiful thing ever.
"A T51-b" she muttered in reverence, the Capital Wasteland chapter of the Brotherhood of Steel was in disadvantage for several reasons, most of them related to manpower, but what stung the most was the fact that most, if not all the power armors they wear are actually the outdated T45-d models, the first viable power armor ever made, used by soldiers during the Sino-American war, then later replaced by the more advanced T51-b, any soldier, well trained in heavy weapons and in the proper use and abuse of the T51-b, could in theory raise a town to the ground, killing all its inhabitants and the wearer of the armor would be safe.
The one Sarah was staring at was no different from any T51-b she had seen before back in Lost Hills Bunker…well, with some notable changes of course.
This particular power armor was in fact an old T51-b that was held in stasis back on the Capital wasteland, then found by a ghoul who was obsessed by it, sadly he found the armor, and the Enclave, the guys killed the ghoul without remorse before he could take the armor, after that the soldiers took the armor to an outpost near, where scientist, giddy with the idea of working with a real T51-b, began to add several Enclave upgrades, one of them was the tesla coils attached to the shoulder pads of the armor for once, also the back and the front of the armor was bulkier, surely to house a device that enhances the tesla coils effects, she could also see that the armor plates on some areas were bulkier, like if reinforced, also the color was changed, the armor once was green olive, with some rust in it, now it was completely pitch black, and the armor was lacking the helmet, not that Sarah cared, she had worked with power armors without helmets ever since she could wear one.
Walking slowly, Sarah approached the armor, and when she got close enough, she reached for the armor, sighing at the feeling of metal on her hands, regardless if they were gloved, she then noticed something, and traced her finger on six letters written on the armor.
"ATHENA" she said with a smile, remembering that the name itself is the one of a goddess of long before the war that consumed the world, a Greek Goddess, goddess of wisdom and war.
It seemed to fit the armor perfectly, and so her.
"I found something I liked, I liked very much" she called out loud, only gaining the attention of Maverick who was already at her side, looking at the armor with some interest, "ATHENA…oddly fitting" he stated, then looked at Sarah, "Well, your wish came true, put it on" he said as he turned around, making her sigh.
"Veronica, can you help me with this?" Sarah called to the brotherhood wandering scribe, the girl eagerly went to Sarah, and upon laying sights on the power armor, nodded at Sarah, knowing what she wanted her to do.
No one noticed the two girls leaving, pretty much considering that they were focused on other things as well.
"God, I doubted on some things after learning the destruction of my world, my life…but now I know, you have a plan for me, and you want me to carry it out"
"Just pick the damn minigun sergeant, no one wants it" Maria snapped, eyeing at her sergeant with some apprehension, it seemed he was well, or as well one can be after learning that all one hold dear was destroyed in atomic fire.
With a smirk the dark skinned soldier picked the gun, checking it if had any damage or defect, seeing none, he reached for what seemed a metal backpack, strapping the metal backpack to his back, he then picked the minigun, noticing the feeder attached to the minigun and the backpack.
"Found a new best friend huh?" Maria said with a small smile, Sergeant Johnson just smiled grimly, "God has a plan for all of us…mine in particular consists of turning aliens into pitiful fleshsacks with this" he said with a smirk, hefting the minigun.
Maria just sighed, looking around to see if someone had not became slightly crazy with all the weapons and ammo around.
She saw Elliot actually with a bag, picking several stimpaks and what seemed alien gel held on a tube, he looked like a person browsing items on a supermarket, only in this one you don't have to pay nothing at all.
"Okay Sally, keep it together, we need to connect the coils to the barrel" Maria rose an eyebrow, seeing how Maverick and Sally worked on what seemed a Gauss Rifle, she had seen plenty of those back in Anchorage, used by power armored soldiers wearing T51-b, the back draw of such rifles was that, while it had quite a punch, they required a MF cell to power the round, unlike their German counterpart, which came along with both ammo and energy to supply the shots.
What she was seeing however, made her think otherwise, Sally so far has shown to be smart…too smart, Maverick on the other hand, he was inventive, way inventive, now pair them both, along with several broken Gauss rifles that they just found in the storage room, add enough ammo around them…
"What are you two doing?" Maria asked to the duo, "I got an idea about these rifles" Maverick began, basically, much to Maria's shock and disbelieve, he simply grabbed one of the rifles by the barrel and the stock, and with a single yank, tore it apart, exposing several hi-tech gadgets inside, gadgets and gizmos that Sally took and began to use or discard to their new weapon.
"…and what exactly are you doing…besides tearing several Gauss rifles that belong to the US army to create a Frankenstein like weapon?" she wondered.
"You say it like if it was a bad thing" Sally replied, "Because it is" the voice of Sarah made both experimented humans to turn around, then to raise an eyebrow at Sarah's new look.
Clad in a black power armor that greatly resembled a T51-b model, but with tesla coils on the shoulders and cables, and arms crossed, looked sternly at the duo, like a mother reprimanding her children, which could be close to the truth, considering how Maverick was a child at heart.
"Well...I'm waiting" Sarah said, "Waiting for what?" Maverick asked, "For what he asks? The reason you tore three perfectly reparable and serviceable gauss rifles that we could have used against the aliens and I could have used after leaving this hellish place against the Enclave, Gauss rifles are our best bet against those bastards, even more against the Hellfire units" Sarah snapped.
"Well excuse me Lyons, but the current ones we had are inefficient against the aliens, fast moving aliens" Maverick stated, "Explain" oddly it was Veronica, not Sarah who asked that.
"Well, I saw these rifles use a full MF cell per shot, every time shot, you need to replace the spend cell and add a new one, that reload time is fatal if the aliens get too close" Maverick said to Sarah and Veronica.
"Which is why we decided to make some sort of a nasty surprise against the aliens, and the Enclave and the Vault dwellers if they come across Maverick" Sally added.
"We are making a full rifle, semi-automatic one that uses alien power cells, which are by far more advanced in energy than a MF cell" Sally said, "In theory it would act as a normal semi-automatic assault rifle, instead of a three burst round, it would shoot a super charged rifle round, fast enough to punch a hole in anything, that includes power armors and your current armor, the ATHENA" Maverick added, making Sarah sigh in annoyance.
"This weapon whoever will take some time for us to finish, we found a lot of things here we can add to this weapon, so if you want you can explore this place and stock better for what we will do" Maverick stated, "More time for preparation eh? I'm all for it, I found some sort of biogel that I can adapt for human use" Elliot spoke, making Sarah more annoyed than before.
"I guess, I mean if these guys have a lot of things form the past, maybe they have another kind of power fists, maybe a displacer glove, I heard they were quite popular with some close quarter units of the army" Veronica said.
"You mean the bulls right?" sergeant Johnson said with a fond smile, "Oh yeah, those guys could actually punch a Chinese commando in the face so hard their heads were ripped cleanly of their necks, some of the soldiers joked that their heads would end back in China" he added.
"Enough!" Sarah snapped, "I don't give a damn if your boys ripped the Chinese and used their intestines as jump ropes nor the fact you want to make an adaptive biogel" Sarah snapped, then looking at Maverick.
"I must remind you Maverick; we are running on a tight schedule, as we speak the Capital Wasteland could be on the brink of being controlled by the Enclave, if hasn't been done already, I don't want to return to Earth and find out all I held and love was erased by the Enclave and your Vault dweller friends" Sarah snapped, taking an involuntary step back when Maverick stood up and faced her, now remembering of all moments of what he could do to her, with or without a power armor on.
"I know perfectly well Sarah, my dad could be down there as we speak, prisoner or worse, hell Sarah, he could be one of the twenty dwellers kidnapped by the aliens and experimented, he left before, two hours separating us of each other" Maverick snapped, "So don't tell me about time dammit, I know very well about this, but I want first to find out if he is here, if he is, I got to make sure and ask why he left, obviously he didn't want me to join him outside, thinking the vault was a safer place, hell I got a message of him out of the corpse of his best friend, I know he didn't want me out of the vault, but I want answers Sarah, I just want them" Maverick replied.
Sarah by her part remained stoic, then sighed, "…Okay Maverick…I'm sorry again, is just that all this wait is killing me, true I found some sweet things here, things no one else will find, but you must realize this, I was on a war before I got kidnapped, I'm worried, my dad is there as well, he is the leader of the brotherhood in the Capital Wasteland, I have several brothers and sisters down there, I don't want to go down and find out that while we took our sweet time here, they were slaughtered, I don't want to get back and find that!" she said to Maverick.
"You and sally have 30 minutes to finish that gun and whatever other project the others want you to undertake…I'll go around and see if I can find you some protection" Sarah said, turning around and walking away, "And maybe some food" she added as she rounded a corner.
Maverick just stared at the spot Sarah vacated, then slumped to the ground next to Sally, oddly enough Veronica hunched to his level, looking at him with a smirk, "She likes you" she said.
"Huh?" Maverick wondered, "Sarah you dummy, I can see it on her eyes, she wants to leave, but can't do it, she is smitten to you" Veronica added, "Maybe because I can do things no other person can and I'm the only friendly source of information about vault dwellers and their weaknesses" Maverick replied.
"Yeah right, and I suddenly developed a liking for men"
"HEY" Johnson and Elliot snapped, offended, "Listen, she is worried, the brotherhood, to us is like family, a big, dysfunctional, quite crazy and paranoid family filled with uncles wearing only power armors, aunts who can shoot a bloatfly wings off and grandfathers that honestly are assholes, but is family, is all we have Maverick, just like you are worried about the only family you have, so is she, give her time" Veronica said as she stood up and followed Sarah to whenever she had went.
Maverick just groaned, his dad was right when he told him those three prhases of wisdom he would never forget, ever.
"Women, can't live with one, can't live without one"
"There is no man in this world, or the past, who has ever being able to decipher a woman's heart"
"Hell has no fury like a women scorned, so make sure they are not packing weapons either"
Truth to be told, he never understood why his dad told him that last one.
Thirty minutes later…
Sarah had to admit one thing after Veronica and Somah joined her in coming across any kind of armor or clothing that Maverick could wear to replace the damaged armor.
She always wondered when she would sue a shopping cart to actually move things, instead of seeing it being used as a makeshift cage for slaves.
For the first time, a shopping cart was being used for its original purpose, to facilitate people the transportation of many items, most of them too big and bothersome to carry by hand.
In this case however it was more of insistence of Veronica, Sarah swears that Veronica is some sort of very messed up version of a Brotherhood scribe, while Veronica is as smart as one, she shared ideologies with her father, which was very, very scary, the odds of finding a member of the brotherhood who wanted to change the ways of the brotherhood because they were outdated and would cause the extinction of the BOS in general, something that Sarah had seen and agreed as well, considering that the Capital Wasteland chapter had self-sustained itself with everything they could find, changing, something the Outcasts didn't take well, considering that those who left were the most concentrated in the brotherhood laws and missions lay by Lost Hills Bunker than rather the good of others, after all humanity cannot survive only with salvaged technology and energy weapons.
"I think I'm going to enjoy using this" Veronica suddenly said, making Sarah roll her eyes, Veronica had actually found a displacer glove, apparently that particular weapon worked like an overpowered version of a power fist mixed with a gauss rifle splash like effect, in short words, a very deadly weapon in the hands of someone who knew how to fight with its fists, meaning it was Veronica's new favorite thing in the world.
Sarah had also found several things along the way, mostly ammo for the Tommy gun and means to store it, meaning a leather utility belt with several pouches, now filled to the brim with EC packs and stimpaks, also they had found several strange white glowing alien cells, surely enhanced energy batteries for the weapons, Maverick and Sally would be pleased.
Besides food that she was more than eager to eat, she found something for Maverick to wear, black baggy cargo pants that allowed a lot of mobility, a red sweater that had leather padded shoulder and elbow pads, a black leather vest as well, alongside with black boots, two extra utility belts with enough pouches for all the ammo Maverick would have, alongside something else she didn't seen much in the Capital Wasteland, but she had found in spares in the room.
The hat she found was an item most wasteland father and mothers wanted to their children on those cold nights, where the low temperatures made radscorpions basically pour out of every single hole on the ground, and could kill more wastelanders than an army of Deathclaws.
A Chinese commando hat, but usually referred as an Ushanka, a hat that provided phenomenal protection for ears and cheeks on those cold nights in the wasteland, this was a perfect item to have, after all the weather has killed more people in the wastes that the mutated animals.
Oddly enough they had found the clothes, minus the hat on a floating device, either the aliens experimented with the clothes, which was perhaps the craziest thing they have done, hands down, or simply that's the way they put clothes.
As they reached the area the group was, they heard gunshots, more specifically gunshots of a minigun, and much to Sarah surprise, human screams.
Fearing the worse, Sarah left the shopping cart behind and rushed, Veronica doing the same, but with some apprehension, but she knew that without Sally or Maverick, they wouldn't be able to escape, or stop the aliens altogether.
Five minutes before…
"It's done!" Sally proclaimed proudly, catching the attention of the group, with a smile Sally and Maverick showed proudly their creation.
"Oh god almighty, you two are sick, sick kids" Sergeant Johnson said while shaking his head, he has seen his share of weapons, now including the alien ones, but the one he was seeing took the cake, hands down.
It seemed like someone had fused two barrels of a gauss rifle together, like a double barrel shotgun, magnet coils included, had hand-rigged them to a custom stock made out of steel and wood, out of a former pair of gauss rifle stocks, somehow was able to fit two rifle magazine on the bottom of the rifle, to feed each barrel, rather at the sides, and also kept the old gauss rifle scope and grip, alongside with the wooden grip under the barrels to grab it.
Overall the weapon looked like a wasteland edition of the gauss rifle and a sawed-off shotgun, held by duct-tape, wonderglue, spit and sheer luck, well at least this one wasn't held by neither of that, but rather a strange blue glowing gel that Maverick and Sally had been using extensively, and actually kept the weapon in one piece, oddly enough the blue glowing gel was slowly dying out, sealing any cracks on the weapon.
"Meet the Gauss Gun" Maverick said, only to be hit on the top of the head by Sally, "We agreed we would call it Twin Boom!" she snapped.
"Twin boom sounds…odd" Maverick countered.
"I don't give a damn, Twin Boom it is"
"Gauss Gun"
"Twin Boom"
"Gauss Gun"
"Twin Boom!"
"Gauss Gun!"
"TWIN BOOM!"
"GAUSS GUN!"
"TWIN BOOM TO THE INFINITE!"
"…Oh dammit!" Maverick exclaimed, making Sally smirk, "Okay, Twin Boom, but I agree under protest"
"Duly noted" Sally said with a smirk, grabbing the gun and tossing it to Maverick who caught it easily, "The Twin Boom is basically a very overpowered version of the gauss rifle, easily the stronger rifle ever made by humans hands, if you can call me and Maverick human" Sally began, making Maverick scowl.
"The fact I have a cybernetic spine and nano-machines on my bloodstream doesn't mean I am less human" he replied to the little girl.
"In any case, this gun shoots 60 bullets, 30 per each barrel, at the same time, with double the power the former gauss rifle did, that is possible because we basically made sure the magnet coils are put to their max by replacing the old human made generators with alien generators from the alien rifle that was destroyed" Sally said, "It has a very powerful recoil…so Maverick is the only one who can use it without getting blown away by the recoil" Sally said added, "Other than that, it has to use these" she said, pulling out of her pocket a single white power cell, one that glowed brightly and resembled the power cells most of the aliens weapons used.
"This alien cell in particular power up their most devastating weapon I have ever seen" Sally said solemnly, "I saw it on use 120 years ago, it was just a fluke I saw it, mostly this weapon was experimental, purely concentrated energy, unlike any laser weapon ever made, plasma barely compares to it, is like getting hit by a solar flare, there is little of you left after being hit by something like that, and yes, they have using a solar flare against living beings, not nice" Sally said.
"In any case, they made three models of that gun, and gave it to recon units that were deployed to Earth, but each one of them fell due to excess of radiation on the atmosphere during those years, causing so said ships to fall to Earth, the weapons lost forever in the crashes, alongside the crew" she added.
"While they stopped making those weapons, mostly for the time required to make one, they never stopped making the batteries for the guns, all the guns they have currently accept the batteries, but they got burned after five shots, that much output the battery gives"
"But the Twin Boom requires a lot of energy, energy the batteries are able to provide, if I'm right, the batteries have a life of at least fifty years before they die out, regardless of use of the gun, hell he could be using it 24/7 and the batteries would still not die out" Sally said proudly.
"And overheating? That kind of gun must generate a lot of heat" Maria asked, "Easy, we added a little push to the bullets expelled every time fired by using the superheated gases, this makes however that the bullet fired deform upon exiting the barrel, upon impact, well let's say that you will be lucky to find anything of the bullet" she added.
"My, how intriguing" the new voice made the entire group to shift their attention from Sally and Maverick, to the source of it; there they saw something they didn't expect.
Another group of humans, eight to be exact, all of them clad in black and red sport gear, if Maverick wasn't wrong, and oddly enough it resembled an armor he had seen on history class, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"And you are?" Sergeant Johnson asked as he hefted his minigun and aimed it to the newcomers, Maverick didn't saw the harm in it, most of the newcomers were not friendly looking, two of them in fact were eying at Sally oddly, like if they wanted her, and wanted her as wanting to kidnap her.
"You would do well in lowering that weapon dissolute" their leader, a man who had actually a helmet painted in red and with what seemed feathers attached all over it said.
Then it clicked to Maverick, the way they dressed, the weapons they carried, most of them crude made short swords, the colors, the way they spoke.
"Sergeant, don't do nothing yet" Maverick ordered, taking the white battery of Sally's hands, inserting it on the Twin Boom, and then hefting it on his hands, he began to advance at the group.
"The boy speaks with wisdom, he does well in not trusting us yet" the man said, making Maverick narrow his eyes, soon he was standing face to face with the man, while the man was tall, he was by no means taller than Maverick.
"You dress as post-apocalyptic legionaries, you go in group of eight, led by a leader, a contubernia, you must be their Decanus" Maverick said, making the man smirk.
"I am amazed, you actually know what we are, and you have deep, almost intimate knowledge of our group"
"You can learn much in history class, besides the Roman empire and their army was part of an essay I made back when I was sixteen, is hard to forget those two weeks scavenging all kinds of information about the topic" Maverick confessed.
"Ah, you know of us then, or at least our roots" the man said, "What he means Maverick?" Elliot asked, "Can't you tell Elliot, the clothes, the weapons, the way they are organized…is a Roman legionary, or their post-apocalyptic equivalent, after all the old roman army wore metal armors with leather skirts, and not sports gear" Maverick stated solemnly.
"Indeed, yet we do with what we have, like any other dissolute outside the empire, but that's about to change" the man said, looking at Maverick with a superior stare.
"I am Decanus Severus, of Kai-sar Legion, if I heard correctly of the man behind you, you must be Maverick…of vault 101" Severus said, much to the surprise of Maverick.
"How the…how do you know I am from a vault?" Maverick asked in a rather hostile manner, but it seemed Severus didn't notice, or didn't care.
"Oh I know much about you, Maverick of vault 101, far worse than a dissolute, a proditor of your own people" Severus said.
"Don't speak what you don't know, it might cost you" Maverick threatened, immediately the men behind Severus reached for their crude made swords, but Maverick didn't showed to be intimidated.
"Proditor?" Elliot whispered to Sally, "Is Latin for traitor" Sally stated, much to the shock of the field medic.
"Perhaps I do not know the events that transpired down there, but a proditor is a proditor, regardless of the circumstances, have you deserted us, you would have been hunted down, captured, beaten by the entire Cohort and then crucified, then again she has better plans for you" Severus said, making Maverick narrow his eyes even more at the Decanus.
"She freed us of our prisons, and yes I do saw the irony of it, after all no empire know has been made out of their own people, no, it has been made out of slaves, she gave us a reason to be here, to look for a 'friend' she had here, she even gave us his name, Maverick, all in exchange of maps of the territory of DC" Severus stated.
"…Who was that woman?" Maverick asked, "Someone…how was she said…oh yes, someone you offered to become a proditor as well" Severus said, there Maverick saw who had told this guy about him, and who was on board the space station.
"Amata" he breathed, not a second later, Maverick was stumbling backwards, holding his exposed chest in slight pain, his skin showing a slight straight line, Severus simply rose an eyebrow at that, a crude machete made out of a lawn-mower blade, sharpened of course an attached to a piece of wood by strong as grip in his hands as proof of his attack.
"Odd…you don't bleed…capture him and the child, kill the rest!"
"Like hell!" Maverick snapped, raising Twin Boom at the Decanus, the man saw the intention of Maverick and moved away, just in time to hear a very powerful 'boom' emanate from the weapon of Maverick, followed by the air basically being superheated, Severus hissed as his exposed skin was hit by the heat wave, but his pain was nothing compared to the one of the recruit behind him who was slow an unfortunate enough to be caught in the full blast, the armor of the recruit was no match against two bullets traveling ten times the speed of sound, and the resounding boom upon impact didn't drowned the scream of pain of the recruit as he was lifted off his feet and his chest was basically tore apart by the two super-sonic rounds.
"Retribution!" one of the recruits yelled upon seeing the gruesome dead of his partner, raising his machete and, like the rest, rushing at Maverick.
The whine of a minigun alongside the scream of two of the charging opponents made one of the recruits turn his sights on sergeant Johnson, with a roar he launched what seemed to be a home-made spear to Johnson, the dark skinned man screamed when the spear lodged on his left bicep, making him release part of the minigun, while still firing, the effect was something akin to a domino effect.
"DUCK" Maverick screamed, tossing the Twin Boom then rushing to Sally and using his body to shield her, Elliot and Maria, being more experienced soldiers, decided to duck on the thickest piece of metal they could find once they saw sergeant Johnson lose control of the minigun, three of the recruits received full blasts to their legs, collapsing in pain and bleeding profoundly.
Yet Decanus Severus, a far more experienced combatant moved out of the way easily, he stood up after he heard the whine of the minigun end.
Raising his head, Maverick saw the sergeant nursing his left arm, spear still lodged to his bicep, "Are you okay sarge?" he asked.
"No…I'm not" Johnson replied, trying to take off the spear off his arm, not noticing the last recruit rushing at him, machete in hand.
Elliot and Maria did noticed, moving away of their cover, both raised their rifles, aimed, and emptied their clips on the last recruit, the man fell to the ground, riled with holes on his entire torso.
Maverick turned around, knowing that his weight would be hazardous to Sally's little frame, when he turned he found himself staring at Decanus Severus, looking him down, a machete in hand, "You would do well in understanding your position, proditor" Severus snarled as he rose his machete, "Your head shall be a message to all traitors!"
"THE HELL YOU ARE!" Maverick eyes widened when at least a dozen of laser beams pierced the chest of Decanus Severus, cauterizing the wounds instantly, stumbling backwards, Severus left himself open for a last counter, with a snarl Maverick rose his feet and rammed them at Severus chest, the resounding crack of the entire thorax related bones made everyone wince, even more when Severus was send flying, and then landed hard on his head, the sound of bones breaking there, and the awkward position his neck and head were left after, indicated that he broke his neck, and was dead.
"Maverick!" Sarah's voice snapped Maverick of his inner mussing, turning around he saw her kneel in front of him, checking him for wounds, satisfied he had none, she turned her attention to the slowly standing Sally.
"You two…I can't leave you alone for more than five minutes…chaos follows you two like a lost puppy" she stated, extending a hand and helping Maverick stand up.
"Not our fault Sarah" Maverick said with some apprehension, looking at Sarah straight in the eyes, "Sarah…she's here" what he said didn't had sense for Elliot, Maria or Sergeant Johnson, but to Sally, Somah and especially Sarah, they knew what he spoke off.
"A-are you sure Maverick? God help you if this is a joke…"
"Is not Sarah" Maverick assured, casting a glance at the corpse of the Decanus, and then frowning.
"God…Amata, what have you done?" was all he said, really hoping that Amata was not as knee deep as Sarah had remarked several times.
Sadly, it wasn't the case.
There you have it people, another chapter done and gone, now before I log off, I want to tell to those who have been following my work, this current story is being made to help me get over my writters block on two particular stories I have been made, and are alreayd past date, now i know many would want me to focus on them rather than this, but right now this story is helping me getting over the block, besides I always wanted to write a story of Fallout, it has so mcuh potential.
in any case, as usual, i leave you with my message, read, review, and don't be afraid to voice opinions, I don't mind them, good or bad, it helps.
Hypn0s signs off, have a good day people!