Chapter 10 Epilogue
So ladies and gentlemen, I'm thinking that this'll be the last chapter of this story. It's been an adventure and I hope you all had as much fun reading this as I had molding this story. If you are reading this and have favorite or if you've been following this story without formally following this thanks. How did ya like that twist awhile back… hello? *Echoes in the distance
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July 4th , 2287
It was 6 months after Boone went to Vitasmoren to sign the treaty that ended the war, which has now been dubbed The Mojave-Vitas War. Boone was currently overseeing the new lands out to the east of the dam, which had been a big part of the treaty, the Mojave now has over 120 miles more of land to the east that the (directly east from Hoover dam) and 50 miles north and south.
Boone had assembled a squad of 200 men assigned with the task of clearing out any Cazadores and Geckoes in the area. Boone, Veronica and now General Michaels are hovering over the area looking down on the small line of troopers marching in the new land. The wind is blowing through Boone's face as he unshoulders his rifle. The radio creaks to life.
"Ghouls en masse looks like twelve." A ranger's voice croaks through the radio.
"Copy that, Alpha team, approach the Ghouls, try and find out if they're friendly or not." Michaels says into the radio. A group of Vitasmoreni troopers come forward and start talking to the ghouls. The ghouls lunge at the troops who soon take them down hard.
"Bravo team, immediate distress!" A woman's paniced voice comes from the radio
""Report!" Boone says quickly
"Just dropped into a Cazadore nest! Massive hive out at road 117, stretching for almost 200ft! Need assistance! Now!" the sound of gunfire rings out over the radio.
"Veronica get us over there now." Boone says. The Vertibird lists to the left and speeds off in the direction. He puts the radio to his mouth. "Pearl, we have a Cazadore nest to the north twelve minutes outside of New Vegas."
"Copy I have eyes on now." She says. Veronica noses the Vertibird to the ground they land right behind the Squad of ten. Boone and Michaels step out and fire at the incoming Cazadores. The squad hops on and Boone sits back down on the cold hard metal of the Vert as Veronica lifts off.
The commanding officer of the ground team takes his helmet off and wipes the sweat off his brow. Boone lifts the radio to his mouth. "Hit it." Two seconds later the ground lit up with flames, sending Cazadores flying out screeching in pain.
"Boone, switch over to line three, Cass is on!" Boone switches to the radio frequency.
"Cass?" He asks
"Craig.. oh thank god the baby's coming." Boone's eyes widen in panic.
"Where are you?" Boone says
"We're almost at McCarren!" Cass screams in pain. " Get your ass down here now!" Veronica veers to the left and heads back to New Vegas.
"I'm on my way Cass don't worry babe." The Vertibird dives down and drops off the Soldiers it then takes off and flies over the tanned wasteland. As It flies over the, Mojave's plains, Boone can see the charred remains of tanks, aircraft and explosive shell holes in the tanned ground, as Veronica speeds the aircraft closer towards the Base Boone sees the position he and Agvir had taken in that battle 9 months ago.
His eyes seem to fade in and out, Boone sees flashes of bright red light landing in front of him, then a shower of dirt and rubble. His right arm can feel the recoil of his gun, his nose smells the blood smoke and charring flesh. The Aged-before-his-time Presidents ears fill with the screams of the people he had shot, Bitter Springs, The Massacre he and Agvir instigated at Camp Searchlight, Boone hears the howls of the Ghouls inside of Vault 32 and sees their softly glowing flesh… 'this must be insanity' Boone thinks to himself. In the outside world Veronica puts the aircraft down, Boone shuffles out of the Vert, his eyes staring forward through his glasses, though he could see nothing. Occasionally Boone bumps into a Mojave soldier and murmurs an apology. Boone's vision Darkens around him so only a circle of visibility is seen by him. He sees red rock and a familiar figure climbing alongside of said rock. 'God no, not this….' He thinks. Boone sees himself and his best friend looking over a cliff into a massive valley, he sees the Khans, in their training ring, and he sees Agvir's Archimedes II (Sunlight artillery drop. 'we warned Papa Khan, we warned the entirety of the Khans to lay down arms, not to resist and to submit to Mojave order. We said it in front of them' Agvir's dulcet tones reverberate through Boone's mind. 'We told them all point blank to submit to us or we would eradicate them. They didn't listen.' Boone sees Khan children running in the Valley un aware of what will happen. A brilliant flash of light makes Boone looks away, when he looks back all he sees are the burning remains of the huts and dust floating away into the bright sky. Only later did Boone realize that the dust was actually the ashes of over 100 people after they got burned… '
Bright light flashes in front of Boone, he finds himself laying sideways on the Mojave's steamy ground. He touches his cheek and feels a single tear slide down his cheek.
"Oh Jon…" He says "Fucking hell!" he feels his left forearm, a large scar going along his basilica vein. Boone ran two fingers along this deep and long scar.
The sky was turning red, he and this… person he had just met, what was his name? Oh yeah Agvir, Jon Agvir that's right! Mr Agvir had helped Boone find out who killed his wife…. He decapitated her with extreme malice… Boone had decided to go with this person, he didn't know why probably to kill himself early on… he and Agvir had traveled east directly from Novac to Nelson. Boone had set himself up on the Mountains nearby, Agvir had done the same though to the North. Boone didn't know what exactly happened but the nearby NCR troopers heard shooting so they came in as He and Agvir moved down. For some reason a grenade had been tossed through a window, misaim maybe, the entire structure blew apart, pieces of rock, nail and wood came flying at hi m tearing up various bits of flesh before he passed out. He woke up in the medical tent that night, to the shouts of Mr. Agvir bellowing profanity at both the NCR and the Legion for preventing medical treatment…for Boone. He looked to his left arm and saw a massive chunk of wood stuck in his arm. 'how long had I been here, two, three days?' Boone didn't know he just knew that the wood in his arm was painful. Agvir comes over to him and kneels down to his bed. "Boone? Hey man, I need you to hold tight right here I'm heading to the New Vegas Clinic right now because APPARANTLY THE FUCKING NCR CANT SUPPLY SHIT ON THEIR Own!" This last part is shouted at the NCR medic. "Yeah, yeah fuck you too pal." The medic mutters.
Boone shuffles down a hall his body pushed up against the wall. He hears Cass' screams of pain. He shuffles faster. In front of him he sees a white image of Jon Agvir, he has his hands in his pockets and is walking informally down the hall, hands in his pockets, and his suit jacket unbuttoned. He beckons down the hall to a slightly ajar door. Agvir's apparition passes through the door Boone shuffles into the door he sees Cass laying in the child berthing position.
"Oh Craig thank god." Cass says her face sweating. A doctor is crouched down around Cass' knees coaxing a baby out. Cass grabs Boone's hand and squezzes onto it. The baby comes out crying loudly. Agvir smiles at it and waves to the baby.
"It's a girl," the doctor says wrapping her up in a blanket after washing her off and cutting the cord.
"Susana Fay Boone" Cass says quietly holding Boones hand
Boone sees Agvir lighting up an invisible cigarette, he quickly tosses it away as Cass gets ready for child number two. She pushes hard, ten minutes later after a multitude of pushing, screaming and fluids another child comes out.
"It's a boy." The doctor cuts the cord and wipes the fluids off of the boy. The doctor puts both the children into Cass's arms. She looks at Boone.
"He's yours to name…" Cass says, a nurse wipes the sweat off of her forehead. Boone picks up the baby in his arms.
""Jonathan William Boone." Craig says brushing his sons forehead. Boone smiles while looking into the newborns hazel eyes. The doctor comes forward and picks up the baby, they bring them to a nursery as Boone comforts Cass. The faded image of Agvir comes up to the new president and smiles. Agvir then touches Jonathan W. Boone's forehead. The faded image of the first Mojave President and Boone's best friend is sucked into Boone's son's body.
-Six years later-
Boone was standing at the base of the New Mojave Councilary Building in the place where the old .38 stood. A crowd had gathered here today to mark the 7th anniversary of the Mojave-Vitasmoren War. Boone was sitting on a chair with Jon in his lap. Boone had his rifle situated on his back. Cass was sitting on a chair next to them. Susan was sitting in a chair in between her parents.
Arcade was currently standing and talking to the crowd, a compilation of Vitasmoerenii, Californians and Mojave citizens ring around the building.
"…and now, our President. Craig Boone!" Arcade says Boone stands up and walks to the podium, he rests his left hand ontop of the podium, revealing a nasty scar ringing his hand.
"Thank you Arcade. For twelve years, the Mojave Wasteland has been independent, ever since that bloody battle on the concrete of our ancestors of Hoover dam. For five years after that, the Mojave government was met with changes. President Agvir was in charge, rest his soul." He glances back at Jon. "For five years we prospered, we changed this once corrupt and violent region into a habitat, a home for us all. When we learned of the Vitasmoren threat on the Mojave, we took action our small government convened in the tower that once stood where I stand. That tower, a symbol of the past, of our collective past was destroyed; it told us that our past is in the past and that we should yearn to the future, not be nostalgic about what's already done.
"Every month our council convenes together, we discuss the issues of our world; we discuss trade agreements and dangers, We discuss crop harvests and Cazadore nests. We are a small country, not many people need to run it. That may not be what my Predecessor wanted but it's what we have." Boone looks behind him at the six story tall Councilary Building and at a tall covered thing situated in between the roads and a fountain. "but we do not forget. We will ever forget our collective history. Only when we look forwards and remember fondly upon the past can we prosper. And for that I present to you all the New Mojave Conciliate!" the crowd claps loudly. Boone raises his hands in a calming gesture. "And in honour of our new government building, I present the first in a series of statues…" He turns around and nods to his daughter and son, they go up to the figure wrapped in cloth and pull it down. A beautiful marble statue of Jonathan Agvir, climbing up the Massive Deathclaws back (See chapter 2) with a sword in his left hand and his hunting rifle in the other hand, his dark glasses on. A Bronze plaque inscribed with, 'Jonathan Agvir. 1st president of the Mojave Wastes.' Under that it said 'the president who sacrificed it all, so that others may live.' Underneath that it said '2261-2285, he will be missed'. The crowd applauded one more time, Boone and Cass stuck around for a while to talk to Constituents and shake hands.
Boone feels a pull on his pants he looks down and sees Jon.
"Daddy, can we go now?" He asked looking anxious
"Of course son" Boone kisses Cass and says goodbye to the people. Boone and Young Boone walk into the New Councilary building and head up to the top floor. They enter the presidential suite.
"Go put on your Boots." Boone says taking off his nice jacket and putting on a Mojave Flak jacket. He crosses to the parlour and takes off his own and Agvir's rifle down. He opens a drawer and picks up ten clips, Jon comes into the room.
"I'm ready dad!" he says excitedly. Boone locks a clip into both of the rifles. He puts the remaining eight clips in a satchel and slings it around his sons head. Boone holds Agvir's rifle in his left hand and his own in his right. His child walks right behind him and enters the elevator. When the elevator hits the ground floor the two walk off into the early Mojave sun. The two of them walk Jon grabbing onto his father's arm. The two walk towards Vault 32, they walk past the vault and head out towards Ranger Station Bravo. The two continue to walk out towards the newest region of the Mojave territory called Parashat. They climb up a small hill and Boone stops. He hands Agvir's rifle to Jon.
"Alright, big guy," Boone crouches down. "I'll find em, you shoot em."
"Right dad." Jon lays down on his belly and looks through the sights. Down in the plain stretching out in front of the hill are a dozen geckoes scavenging for food in a small car.
"Alright son, remember what I taught you. Before you fire take a deep breath if your target is smaller than your thumbnail you wanna aim slightly above them. Remember whenever you fire there will be a jolt from the gun don't let it get the better of you."
"I remember Dad." Jon says looking downrange. He aims at a gecko and fires. The bullet rips through the geckoes body and shatters its brain out of the geckoes skull. Boone looks downrange.
"Hot damn son!" Boone exclaims "You got some good genes." Boone lies down on the grass and looks at the geckoes. "They're running at us now. Aim in front of them slightly Jon fires again and cripples a gecko. Craig fires killing one of them.
When all the geckoes are dealt with the Boones empty their clips and reload. Jon stands up as Boone flips the sight guards and stands himself.
"Uhhh. Dad?" Jon says nervously.
"Yeah son?" Boone cuts him off.
"There's something behind us." Jon crouches down as Boone turns on his belly to face behind him. He sees a massive Deathclaw sprinting towards the pair of them.
"Fuck.. Fuck.. FUCK!" Boone shouts, firing three shots in rapid succession. Jon fires as well hitting the beasty that charges at the two Boones. The Deathclaw swipes across smacking Craig ten feet away. Rolls around the swipe heading it off. He finds himself rolled to the beasts back left. His right hand feels Boone's combat knife. Instinctively, Jon stabs his toes into the Deathclaw's back pumps his legs up slicing the back of the Deathclaw making it thrash about. He keeps pumping and pumping when he gets up to the beast' shoulders he leaps and raises the blade in his hands, when he reaches the shoulders he jumps up and digs the knife into the Deathclaws eye the massive bastard thrashes around before sinking to its knees and keeling over. Jon lands on his hands and knees the body of the Deathclaw next to him spraying blood on him. He looks to his right and sees his dad struggling to get up.
"Dad" Jon shouts as he runs to Boone. He reaches him and lifts him up. "Are you alright dad?" he asks
"Im Fine son." Boone says looking at the Deathclaws body. "You really did a number on him." Boone ruffles Jon's brown hair. "That's my boy." Boone bends over to pick up his rifle and Agvir's old one. "Let's go Home Jon."
Jon grabs his father's arm and the two walk west, towards the sunset one a lifelong adventurer and seasoned veteran… the other a small boy looking to the future wide eyed and giddy. The young boy starts wistleing a tune, 'Heartache by the number'. His father looks at him and smiles, the older man picks up the tune too, and they whistle that, until they reach home.
Will Jonathan William Boone become a future president of the Mojave? Or will die a tragic death at a young age? That'll be for you to decide, just remember "War, War never changes…"
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Thank you all to the people who have supported me most kindly throughout this endeavor it is truly thanks to you and Viewers like you that this was made possible. This will be the last Chapter of this Fanfic… if you enjoyed it, let me know. If you're reading this one thousand years in the future of May the 5th 2014…. Hey ladies ;-D.
Lastly, I want to say thank you to Fallout 2012, Ms. Larson and all of my friends, especially Steve who got me onto Fallout: New Vegas.
For the last time my friends,
Theobad out!