Hello this is my very first fanfic guys and i wanted to for Fallout 3, My dad died recently and i want to commemorate him by writing this fan fiction as he was the one that got me into fallout, and fallout 3 will always be my favourite for my first fallout, the rpg and story better in New Vegas then 3 but 3 makes up for it with interesting locations and the amount of random encounters in it that after all the years of playing still not found all of them. love the dark gloomy apocalyptic landscape and going threw the metros find random encounters. Ill stop rambling now, as its my first fic, please forgave me if make any grammar mistakes or wording, please let me know in comment section. hope you like it. also posted it on Archive of our own as well.
Outskirts west of Washington DC
15 February 2279 4:05pm
2 years after project purity and the enclave demise
The meeting of 3 Factions all overlooking the Capital, all with power, hate and ambition in their eyes, all want to conquer every inch of the capital. Washington DC Wasn't just any city by any means. It was the capital, a monument of capital at one time the most powerful nation in the world, a pile of rubble as of now but if they succeed, a rebuild and rebirth of a once proud nation is gonna be a shift of reconstruction, a change which will shape the capital in what they envision.
Remnants of the enclave, Gunner mercenary faction of the commonwealth formerly known as Boston and money hungry mercs of the capital wasteland Talon company. All standing observant on top of the cliff watching.
" when are we gonna start, my boys are eager for revenge, and money" Jabasco spoke Eagerness in his voice, itching for revenge against the metal tin cans Brotherhood of steel but most of all the bastard that almost killed him 2 years to this day and took his souvenir "Occam Razor" promised he'll retrieve it from The Lone Wanderer`s cold dead body.
" Patience is a commodity I Value very much, It's what turns the tide in a war. Know when to strike and when to approach with caution. The brotherhood is an obvious threat to our vision for new Washington DC but not the main one. I've watched him from afar in this cycle, standing in defiance from the enclave at project Purity and the land crawler at Adams air force, The eradication and total obliteration of the Pitt and last but not all, Surviving death from Point lookout. His victories are more than a product of chance." Standing * Grizzly voice spoke standing 6`4 Feet tall, T51b power armour painted Pitch Black, Parts of the legs and shoulders reconfigured and replaced with death claw head on the left shoulder and a X0-1 leg piece on the right side, also have rust running on the torso, but still remains very well maintained.
The Enclave leader was processing the information but didn't need any time to figure out who he was referring to. It is One of the reasons they've joined the pact. She watched him for a long time observing how he always ends up surviving. Heals faster than anyone else. When the plan works they instruct their scientist on him.
" so when we get started, what our orders" enclave leader spoke
"We continue our scouting for now, when we are ready, all will be unravelled. For now I've got a task for you, Take this chip to a secret enclave HQ facility in west virginia. You'll find the underground entrance on the side of white Springs resort. They'll know you're coming. Give them this chip and all our plans will commence."
Enclave leader nodded and proceeded to walk to the vertibird.
For the Gunners of the commonwealth, your task will be organising the petty raiders of the wasteland for distraction while our main forces gather up and prepare, offering them plenty of drugs and whatever they want. All you ask from the raiders is that they start raiding Caravans on their way to the mall and past the citadel. This will cut the forces from the citadel from the forces in the mall and other areas. Meanwhile, I've got something for the talon mercs, ill let you know when the time is right, for now do as you instructed.
Overseer's quarters Vault 101
Lone wanderer and Amata
10:36pm
Present Day
The Lone wanderer AKA Vincent Harris did not expect to re-establish a connection to his long lover/Best friend. After hearing those words. " I'm sorry you're a hero, but you have to leave" Those words struck to Vince like venom, vault dwellers murmured good riddance as he walked out. Felt like he was a used sex toy, used and abused, just like everything he's life ever done, not once was it for himself, always got someone needing help where he obliged getting mere rewards for his work, after being used he spent all his days in Gobs saloon drinking and getting into bar fight with some locals, not precisely aiming to win in fact hell barely throw a punch begging for someone to Knock him out cold and stay that way. Sometimes Sentinel Lyons of the brotherhood of steel would show up to take care of Vince after a beating. Beautiful Blonde hair tied back into a bun showing all the perfection of her features, Vince couldn't help but flirt and make dirty remarks when she went to clean him up. Shell normally give a little smirk or punch, she didn't mind, all she wanted was to take care of him, they've been close every since they first encounter near GNR, she couldn't get a read on him then, told him hell be lucky if lasted a week or 2 most, how wrong she was when they met next, he flirted most of the time to her, even asked her if she wanted to spend the night drinking and watching the stars hover in the sky, perfect date he thought back then, unfortunately she politely refused saying she was physically drained before heading back to the Lyons den, Vince took it well and just sat back stargazing. Looking back at the memory, he thought of how much he's changed. He could still see that shy but cocky kid growing up in vault 101, getting into fights with butch and his Bumboys and having dinner and sneaking into the Amata`s room late at night every night, life seemed to be perfect back then. No worries of a stray bullet blasting your brains out, or having to eat 200 year old can of pork and beans or drink irradiated water, he remember his mum and dad's favourite quote, Revelation 21.6 i am alpha and omega the beginning and the end I'll give him a thirst of the fountain and water of life freely. Quote that's been embedded in his skull since he was a toddler. When he Dad left he was Scared and frightened, it was only for Amata waking up and give him a gun and supplies that he was able to leave the vault with a heartbeat. When he eyes adjusted walking out the wooden door outside vault 101, he couldn't help but admire the most beautiful view he's ever witnessed in his entire life. Everything was burnt to the crisp and destroyed, Destroyed and toppled buildings in the distant that used to stand tall above Washington DC, cracks along the remaining building, barely making out the roads but the lens flare of the sun just made everything look beautiful. After leaving his home, he went looking for his dad, in that time he made his name as the Lone wanderer doing various jobs and helping anyone in need whether it was in the the wasteland or in towns like megaton, rivet city and little towns on the outskirts. Held normally listens to three dog on Galaxy news radio for any news or to listen to some of his favourite tunes. Looking back at his life outside the vault all the raiders killed or super mutant enchantments his destroyed didn't faze him like the time he found his long lost father, Every since that day his father died in that rotunda sacrificing himself in that chamber, part of himself died that day, part of him that carries his soul, the part that makes him care, makes him get up in the morning, part of him that makes him wanna fight and burn the world to the ground. Instead he turned his anger and revenge on the enclave and since then he's been moping his enemies like clockwork, a chore turned into a hobby, he could see the monster within him every time look looked into that cracked blood-soaked mirror in his megaton apartment, ready to unleash.