Chapter 01: Life In Terra
Disclaimer: Neither Arknights or Fallout: New Vegas belongs to me.
The first thing I noticed when my vision cleared from the flash of light from the teleporter was that I wasn't in the Big Empty but in some random forest. Great, that piece of shit decided to malfunction now and sent me to another location. Just my luck.
So I went and checked the GPS of my pipboy to see where in the hell I was and once more my abysmal luck hit me again because I couldn't Access the satellites to get a map of my area and more importantly the piece of old world tech literally blew up in my hand. "Fucking piece of shit!" I yelled angrily as I threw the remaining pieces of the teleporter away.
"Dammit all." I muttered as my temper began to calm. And checked my gear, which at least was still with me fully. Good, I don't want to be unarmed when shit eventually hits the fan. Knowing my luck it will be sooner rather than later.
So I kept walking through the forest keeping a keen eye on my environment when a particular her familiar smell caught my attention, because it was a smell I was intimately familiar with.
The smell of blood, ash and death. The smell of war, so I crept my way to the source making sure I wasn't detected and once I was in a good enough distance I used the scope of my weapon (a HK G3) to assess the situation.
And I can say that while the situation was familiar, after all, raiders gonna be raiders and attack unprotected villages, the people in both sides for the situation were like anything I have ever seen: because both the raiders and the villagers had tails, horns and animal ears.
And while this certainly caught me off guard because I never expected something like this, I wouldn't let something as an unfamiliar new surroundings to stop me from helping those people. After all, if raiders gonna be raiders then I should be me and teach these fatherless bastards s little bit of Mojave hospitality.
So I took aim with my gun and proceeded to deal with the trash by first taking care of the sentinels posted on the outskirts of the town with some well placed headshots "eat your heart out Boone." I thought with some mirth as I began to come closer to the village using the trees as cover.
And while I kept closing the distance between me and the town, the raiders discovered the Bodies of their fallen comrades and send three of their own to come after me. "Heh, amateurs." I muttered to myself as I took aim once more and shot the apparent leader of the search party in the head killing the man instantly.
The remaining raiders tried to use the trees and some boulders as covers to protect themselves from my bullets as they advanced towards my position, yet it was useless because I was already coming at them.
So I went on a mad dash at them as I changed my assault rifle for my trench knife and pistol in each hand using the trees as cover to hide my approach. Because they may not have guns and be fucking amateurs at this but I didn't know how many of them were in the village or how far where their potential reinforcements.
So speed was the key in this situation. Hit hard and fast at them to enter the village and assess the situation. "Just like back home." I thought with rueful smirk; after all the saying was true:
War never changes.
Anf once I was close enough to the remaining raiders I shot twice one of them hitting his head and heart killing him instantly while the other one; a woman in her early twenties with a pair of horns in her head lunge at me with a short sword with the intention of cleaving my head.
Yet I was quicker and I stabbed her in her, stomach, kidney, liver, chest and head in quick succession killing her in the act. Excessive? Yes, overkill? Without a doubt, effective? You bet your ass that it was because there is no kill like overkill.
After taking my knife out of her head I cleaned it by swiping it up, removing the blood and gore from the blade, and then I infiltrated the village, making sure to eliminate any Raider I found without raising the alarm using my knife.
I kept doing that until the only one remaining was the leader or the raiders who resorted to use a kid (a little girl who had a devil tail or all things) as a meat shield. "Bad idea asshole." I thought angrily as I assessed the situation hiding in the shadows.
"Come out you bastard!!!" Raved the man putting the knife on the neck of the little girl who was crying. "Come out now or this girl will get it!!" Screamed the man pressing the knife harder on the neck or the little girl. Okay you son of s bitch; you wanted to play the stupid games? I hope you are ready for your prize.
So I quickly moved and put myself behind the man putting the cannon of my pistol in his head and my knife in his back where his liver was. "Drop the knife and let the kid go." I told the raider coldly who just froze in fear on the spot.
"H-how did you get behind me?" The man asked me scared out of his wits, I just let a cold smirk appear on my face. Typical raiders all bark and no bite, it would seem that no matter how much things change in appearance, they stay the same on the inside.
"By walking, that's how." I simply replied before making more pressure with my knife which made the man shiver in fear. Good. "Now, let the girl go or else." I said to the raider who somehow got his bravado back.
"Or else what!? Because I have all the cards in my field!" Was the arrogant reply of the fool and I couldn't help but laugh at that. Because he totally mistook my words.
"Or else I will make sure that there is enough of you left to put inside a shoebox." I calmly replied which apparently caught him by surprise. "And believe me when I say it wouldn't be quick or painless because if there is something I'm good at is dealing with trash like you." If the smell of ammonia was something to believe at, the raider pissed himself, hah! I still got it.
The raider ever slowly retired the knife of the neck of the girl and let her go back to her parents who quickly took her in and hid inside their house, smart choice, after all, what is coming next I'd something no kid should see. "Good! Very good! Now you can go." The raider didn't waste time and quickly ran away from the town.
Yet he didn't get too far from it because his head pop up like a balloon thanks to my trusty assault rifle. "Fool, did he really thought that I was foolish enough to let him live?" I thought to myself with s wry smile on my face. It was peak foolishness allow those kinds of trash to live.
Yet, I couldn't relax because I instinctively dodged to the side because a man dressed up in all black armed with two swords lunged at me which I fortunately dodge at the last second, so I quickly holstered my rifle and took out my sidearm and aimed at the man. "So, there was one more raider left alive here." I commented which somehow made the man angry.
"I'm not a raider you bastard!!! You're the raider!!" Yelled the man pointing his swords at me which pissed me off big time.
"If I was a raider I wouldn't have killed all these fuckers you dumbass!!" I yelled angrily at the stupid fuck while I pointed my pistol at him. Me a raider!? Fuck that guy and his mother in the ass with a deathclaw tail.
Truly, this guy was pissing me off big time. "I'm not a dumbass you stupid bastard!" Yelled the man at me the fatherless fuck… You know what? Fuck trying to deescalate the situation and fuck that guy. I'm going to kick his ass.
Which apparently was the same conclusion that the dumbass in front of me achieved because as I shot him with my gun he jumped straight to the air and try to cut me in two with his katana.
Unfortunately for him I blocked the sword with my pistol. At that moment I couldn't help but smirk because this may be fun for a change. Good, because the last time I have s good fight was against Lanius in the second battle of Hoover Dam.
I could see the man arrive to the same conclusion if the smirk on his face was anything to go by which was good because it means that things won't get boring any time soon during this fight.
I unsheathed my trench knife while the man took an aggressive stance with his two swords in each hands and we both went on the offensive.
If I knew what would come next thanks to this fight I would have tried to deescalate the situation. But, well, insight has never been 20/20 and I never ran away from s fight, and these battles would be the biggest in my life.
Author's Note: Well, what do you guys think about this story: Good, bad or meh? This story was born after I developed a plot bunny that never left me alone so this is the result.
Don't expect constant updates because my current priority is the wanderer and yes, there will be war crimes and waifus because this is arknights but the focus will be on the courier and his partner that will be involved into MANY Buddy cop shenanigans.