So this is the outside world, though the 8-year-old wanderer, the land only had dead trees and old buildings left; all that's left due to 200 years of nuclear destruction, but still it amazed him. His father told him stories of the outside world, but they were only little details. Right behind him was his father, Overseer, who was in charge of their home vault 26.
What do you think, Lincoln?" his father asked. The boy just looked out into the land, still fascinated by what he saw. Nearby, bushes started to move. Grant put his son behind him, knowing the dangers this world posed with all its mutated creatures. He drew a 10-mm pistol, raising it slightly. But then, he sighed in relief. And to the excitement of young Lincoln, there was a radstage—not just any radstage, but an albino radstage. Quickly, he brought out his camera to take some pictures with an old (but still working) pre-war camera that his dad had gotten him for his birthday.
In the distance, they heard a mighty roar. Sadly, the radstage ran away in fear of whatever was nearby to the disappointment of Lincoln. His father saw this
"how about we get you some fancy lads snack cakes at Mary's diner,huh?"his dad said.
The boy grew a smile on his face agreeing to one of his favorite treats they both got near the vault entrance and using his pit-pad(not liking pip-boys quote"it felt like they were strangling his arm"quote),then the overseer opened the vault doors.
Before they even went into the vault Lincoln saw something that caught his eyes.somthing shiny and made of silver with numbers on its back the 8 year old ran towards it. The overseer was about to talk to his young son when he realized he started booking towards the bushes not too far from where the roar came from. Quickly starting to chase after him asking him to slow down but to no avail. He stoped when he saw the weird object. The young boy thought to himself
"Abraham where did yo-" finally the overseer saw his son standing still looking down.
"Lincoln Grant! Said his father a little mad. "I know you could hear me,what have talked about son you need to take responsibility,your mother and I deserve respect an-"
But be for he could say the rest of his argument he felt a small tug on his vault suit.his son pointing at the object
"it looks like some sort of robot" his dad said.
They both stared at the old machine with a claw mark as big as their heads. "must have been hit by a death claw or Yao guai". his father said.
the young boy picked it up getting a better look of it
It was really old and had lots of wires and antennas in the back,it had a satellite in the front and two things on its back on reading 'My child is an Honor student at Roosevelt academy' the other reading Great Midwest 2ED-E59 Illinois 2002. The young wander begged his father to let him take it so he can fix it.with a sigh the overseer agreed
"so how about those fancy lad cakes"the man smiled at his son reflecting the same bright smile,so they both headed back to the vault entrance,nether noticing a part left behind.
What is this strange mechanism,is it a robot of some sorts or something that will change this young dwellers view of the world?
Hello everyone I am back I'm sorry this is taking so long for me to think of I've been trying to decide what to do with my life I might have found some thing but I'm not sure if I'm really gonna keep this passion but I will try to write as much as I can and I'm open to suggestions thank you for reading