Morning comes bright with giant looming lens flares from the sun, sunshine, and rainbows, which must mean today will be a good day, Hopefully. Reaching out into one of his pockets for one of his bad habits, pulling a cigarette into his mouth and lighting it up.
Smoke inhales and exhales through the air reaching Vinces lungs, calming his demeanor for his daily tasks, whether it's offing some jet infused raiders or remnants of slavers of paradise falls. Whatever it'll be, it'll make the wasteland a lot more safer, part of his father's dream, a future worth fighting for.
Gotta quit this shit he murmured before crouching down just outside vault 101 overlooking the capital wasteland as his configured his pipboy to tune into Galaxy News radio, hoping to hear so classic tunes like Butcher Pete by Roy Brown, Maybe and I Don't Want to Set the World on Fire by The Ink Spots, instead got interrupted by a slim curvy figure creeping up behind him.
"Amata"
"Vince, What, No romantic songs, nothing, Hmm im disappointed."
"Nothing good enough for you my Highness, if you still disappointed with that then i've got just the remedy for that,"
Earning a dig in the arm for the remark,
"Keep talking like that vincent and my bed will be off limits."
Slightly teasing him as she was testing him to see how he responds
Vincent slightly frowns before a cheeky naughty grin printed on his face as he stood back up.
"Is that right princess, Hmm who's gonna massage your feet when I'm not there, Butch."
Arm getting extremely swollen after another jab
"alright , enough hun, what you doing out here"
"Just tuning to Galaxy news radio, hoping for news of raiders, slavers, or super mutants. if so they need dealing with."
" Vince, is, is that what you want in life, just saying haven't you've done enough for the wasteland," Amata said with slight sorrow in her eyes as she perched closer to him
"You may see it as a wasteland, I see it as a vision, a vision of a city the people can rebuild into a civilized society where there's no need for killing, scavenging for food and scraps or living in poverty. My mother and Fathers dream was fresh clean water for all, free so that no one will die of thirst. I've achieved that. My dream is to make this wasteland florise, to see trees and plants blossom to what this city once did. To do that, vermin like the raiders, the slavers, and the super mutants that chose violence over peace need to be eradicated. I'm just a weapon the people of the capital need.
The Lone Wanderer finished with a slight relief as this was the only time he's really opened up to anyone, sure hes shared in the past with Sarah Lyons of the brotherhood, Three Dog at GNR and the companions he's come across in his time in the wasteland, Charon, Paladin Cross and even ex-Raider Jerico, even the temporary companions like Sydney and Reilly's rangers. They've only been shared little in what Vincent Harris, The Lone Wanderer plans to do.
"You've changed so much over the years but each time we see each other, you never cease to amaze me, your courage, bravelry, your compassion, i almost forget the young, cocky little boy who used to mess about, cause fights and fight in general can have so much compassion. I, I can't tell you how lucky I am to still have you in my life. You mean so much to me. I Love you" Amata eyes full of sincerity and want in her eyes as she said, she leaned closer to Vincent for a kiss.
They embraced in a passionate kiss for a while, just comfortable in this tranquillity that's rare to see in the Capital Wasteland.
" I'm just lucky I still have you in my life still, I was lost for so long, but now I'm found. I'm glad we managed to rekindle something we once had, Love, Something this world hasn't got enough of. There is so much bad in the world, all we have is Love, Love for each other and the love we should spread across the wastes. We do what we must to prepare for our future, I can't see a future without you."
Soon as he finished he went to one leg, creeping behind reaching into his satchel picking out a medium-sized Black box. Opening it up reveals something of a homemade carrot gold ring with silver running down the ends of the ring, With a Light emitting from the small but beautiful diamond in the middle. The Lone Wanderer Somehow, nervous about awaiting a reply, Killing bad guys, and coming up with shitty plans that somehow work, he feels nervous about asking the love of his life to marry him.
"Yes, it's beautiful." Amata was tearful as she held her face to hide her shock. Vincent proceeded to place the ring on her left ring finger with joy and overwhelming relief.
"I love you, You mean everything to me, Amata."
" And you mean everything to me, Vincent, always have"
"Well sort everything out in time, i don't know what kind of wedding you want but ill be happy with whatever, anything you want for it, I'll be happy with."
"How bout this spot, you don't feel this vault as home so we can marry somewhere in between, decorate a lil bit, make it look homey, perfect."
"That perfect Amata." Vincent looked excited and hopeful before embracing in a kiss.
Interrupting the kiss was Vincent Pipoy screaming to life, Galaxy news radio propping up, hearing reports of raiders edging closer to the Rivet city, picking out trading caravans along the way.
"Look like somebody up there needs me," Vincent replied with a disappointed smile, he could stay here forever.
"Well, you gotta do what you must, anyway while you're off rescuing damsels in distress and killing bad guys, I can arrange the wedding in the meantime." Bringing a smile on Vincent's lips.
"Well, I see this is time to leave, I love you Amata, Goodbye."
"I Love you too Vincent, Stay safe out there Lover."
With that, they said their goodbyes and proceeded to leave, Vincent Harris eager for the wedding wanted his business to be swift hoping for an easy day in paradise, of course, it never ever happens the way we imagine or plan, it is what it is,
Amata Nerves almost punched as she hesitated revealing she is with child.
I'll tell him at the wedding Amata assured herself as she walked back into her home.
Lifting his Backpack up, making sure he's got enough ammo, food, and water for the journey, he almost forgot one important thing. Medicine is not something to forget but since doing that experiment with Moira Brown at crater side Supply, contacting between 200 Rads and 600 rads. After whipping up a cure, she revealed a slight mutation, whenever the Lone Wanderer is within radiation, his body starts to heal, a trait that has helped him in more ways than one, saving him from sticky situations. Knowing he doesn't need it for himself but for others, he might come across, he'll need it. Making sure he packed it, he started heading off to the Rivet city to help out with the raider problem and maybe catch up with Harkness while he was there, it's been a while since he's seen him.
Along the journey to Rivet City, the Lone Wanderer encountered a few groups of inorganized raiders that he dealt with swiftly, he also encountered a super mutant camp, obviously deleting the mutants when he saw them.
Ever since two years back with the destruction of the enclaves Adams airfield, and the destruction of Vault 87 where the super mutants take their captives to turn them into super mutants using FEV, Forced Evolution Virus. A virus from before the war created by west-tek, Vincent didn't know the science in it but had personally witnessed its potential when raiding a super mutant camp one time, captives flung into a pool of the stuff, minutes after, he saw the start of the change.
Veins contracting, Bones cracking as they started to increase in size, arms and legs stretching at the same size. Desperate cries in agony getting weaker and weaker as the minutes tick by, it was a horrifying sight to witness.
A sight which he lowered with the destruction of vault 87, unable to create more mutants, significantly weakened their race, their numbers stagnate and decline with every visit from the Lone Wanderer, soon they'll be no more, all part of the plan for a better future.
Walking past the Citadel, remembering the first time he came here, desperate, sad, and defeated. Father died so he can run off to escort doctor Lee and her team, never normally running from a fight but he came unprepared for the fight, not having enough ammunition to fight an army of soldiers in power armor.
The Enclave thought they would rule the capital wasteland with an iron fist, making up stories that when they're in power they start setting up schools, promising education to the wastes and even talk about pastimes such as baseball. They'll make a democracy when they rule, yet they didn't use democracy when invading the purifier, just brute force.
As the Lone Wanderer passed the Citadel, he made a vow to visit Sarah and Gallows when he visits there after his business is settled.
Approaching Rivet city, he could make out from a distance a trade caravan getting ambushed by raiders, pulling his Victory rifle out that he got scavenging a sniper shack overlooking Rock breaker's Last Gas, in the time he had it, he's made some modifications to it adding a silencer, adjustable bipod when down turns into a handle grip for when he shoots standing with it and thermal vision for the scope so he can see targets in the dark.
7 raiders all packing R-91 Assault rifles looking determined to kill the traders that are taking cover behind the stairs at the entrance to the bridge, vincent uploaded his bipod as he layed prone taking cover behind some rubble on the side of the road leading to Rivet city. setting his sights, he took 3 raiders out quiet and swift before the raiders realized there's someone other then the caravan taking out his guys.
The leader of the group ordered two of his guys to watch down the hill where the Lone wanderers camped, knowing they were at a disadvantage in their position they were in, he flanked the left side of cover of the stairs ordering his sidekick to stay put to keep attention to the caravan.
The Lone Wanderer saw the 2 raiders approaching his position, carefully opening his backpack, he grabbed a singular object out, revealing a dirty rusty looking can with the words radiation and danger written on it on both sides of the can. homemade grenade called the Nuka grenade, a deadly grenade that after the original explosion, radiation lingers around the area of impact.
pulling the pin and throwing it in the middle between the two unfortunate raiders, a loud bang followed by what looks like a nukes been set off like the nuke America and China launched after the great war, the leader and the sidekick reacted at a range of what they witnessed.
the leader Bosco by name ordered his companion to investigate the radius of the explosion as he retreated back through Anacostia crossing the metro station like a coward. The last unfortunate raider suffered a hole on his forehead from a rifle.
Raiders dealt with, The Lone Wanderer met up with the caravan merchants checking if they were ok.
"Crazy Wolfgang, long time, you alright there pal."
"Well if it is the Lone Wanderer. it's good to see you again, these damn raiders are getting more feisty lately, the third attack this week now."
"well it's one group of raiders dealt with, the others have to wait. need to learn more, might head over galaxy news radio later for information about the raiders."
" That's probably for the best, these attacks have been happening a lot more frequently the past few days."
"This is troubling to hear, I've thought the raiders wouldn't be much of a threat after I cleared evergreen mills out and discovered the raiders are getting supplied by the pitt, another place i cleaned out."
"yeah, I heard the stories of you taking care of the Pitt. heard it a real hellhole"
"its like hell on earth literally, orange scorched sky, Poisonous smoke clouding the air you breathe, it was quite remarkable they managed to make the factories there functional,"
something the lone wanderer admired about Ishmael Ashur, Lord of the Pitt. rebuilding a city from nothing but rubble and shaping it into an empire, something Vincent Harris envisioned for the capital wasteland, its taking some time, and right now feel its progressing too slowly after hearing the raider attacks getting more frequent, he wished the brotherhood could do more about it, they seem to be reluctant on sharing the tech with the other settlement to help better prepare the good people of the wasteland, at least the other settlements are at least expanding, the brotherhood still seem stuck in their aging philosophy that technology should only be trusted with them, technology can be dangerous but they seem to rely on it a bit too much, that what he thought about the brotherhood.
"Think I've got raider business to settle Wolfgang, got any 556 ammo for sale"
"of course, Wanderer, got about 400 bullets all 2 caps each for you,"
counting out all the caps he had on him, wished there was another way of payment other than bottle caps of bottles of nuka-cola, maybe when the wasteland gets a real government and is civilised, they change bottle caps to paper like the old world.
800 caps Vincent took out of his pockets.
"pleasure doing business, Wanderer."
with business settled, the Lone Wanderer proceeded up the stairs leading to the bridge to get inside rivet city, from the front, he could make out unfinished buildings on the roof, the broken part in the middle part of the ship replaced with scaffolding, a sight that Vincent took in with pleasant pride with the people of rivet city, rebuilding, progressing, part of his dream of a unified wasteland, all as one helping each other make the future of the wasteland a better one.
He met up with the chief of security Harkness, an Android that escaped from the commonwealth, known as Boston, the Lone Wanderer visited there one time during the period he was lost and not himself.
"how's life treating you, Harkness."
"Not too bad, Wanderer, what about you, taking good care of the raiders."
"yeah, just paying a visit before i go to Galaxy News Radio to see Three dog,"
"that'll be for the best, Three dog always had info on the happening of the wasteland, anyway it's good to see you again."
"likewise Harkness, take care of yourself, till next time,"
of to Anacostia crossing then to go through the metro system to the mall, hopefully not too much trouble. Lighting another fag as he walked dow the stairs to the metro.
