The one SEEK/LOOT, DESTROY/ASSIST/DESTROY As Kenzie drifted through the void the ever present voices just on the edge of her conscious mind she began to wonder why she was here, sure the relay had malfunctioned but why she was not dust on the wind or fused with the ground? Perhaps this was hell or other such celestial bureaucracy that had her trapped, unable to move and stuck with the voices relentless moaning.
Those strange voices that had been with after her first kill and only know stronger the more she rampaged through the commonwealth. That was her "new" name or the name she called herself sometimes it was hard to remember. The void she was in reminded her of her own void the "stars" looked same that she had seen in her minds eye. She even had a game with them, killing things granted her points of sorts which she used on starts which gave her abilities.
She didn't like the game, playing it a few times had been too much already. She felt how her body twisted and changed after each point was used, that had been fine but how she felt her brain and mind change was not, before that she could hardly tell a screwdriver from a ballpoint pen... after that it just opened up, different kind of screws, hinges, fibers,metals she hadn't seen before but could know at which temperatures they melted? After that she hadn't put a point in anything, now there they laid... all fifty seven of them.
In the void she noticed she could wiggle slowly, maybe move towards the star?
Ever so slowly she started her journey, maybe it would end her, maybe she would lose her free will doomed to eternally be Rampage and seek endless conflict, maybe she would have the recipe for some otherworldly gun attachment screwed to her brains.
After the knowledge dumb she hadn't felt the same, no hatred, no joy, no sadness, only deep worry that plagued her existence, she had even tried ending herself hundreds of times and she had? Cold ground had greeted her she could feel how her bones had traveled inwards her body when she had jumped, how grenades shredded her guts, how deathclaws tore limbs, how gunfire popped eyes yet she woke time and time again before those events had happened time and time again she checked for wound she knew should be here.
The light was close now, the voices had stopped, maybe just maybe all would be okay.
And so she floated towards a brand new start.
END, VICTORY, CESSATION, SILENCE...
AN/ my first ficlet of me trying to come up with a explanation for MC powers and maybe the start of a crossover?