When I first woke up, I expected to lie either in the streets of a ruined city or on the snowy grounds of the USSR. What I got was way, way different. My surroundings were dark and cramped, so I turned on the flashlight on my Pip-Boy and looked around to see that I was inside what seemed to be a dumpster. Testing what them brain heads call a "Hypothesis," I tried to open the dumpster above me. By the goodness gracious of Joshua Graham, it did open! I tried to get out of the dumpster, but bad luck struck and my foot caught onto the side of the dumpster, so I screwed my footing and just ragdolled myself onto the floor. I stood up and took a good look at my surroundings.

"This place looks cleaner than Freeside, that's for damn sure."

And it's the truth. This alleyway alone is cleaner than most, if not all, of Freeside. Wait… Oh no… I quickly checked the dumpster as I became worried that the worst-case scenario was happening.

"SIX?! RANDALL?! RANDY, YOU HERE SOMEWHERE?!"

No response either, and he isn't even inside the dumpster. Fuck!

"We must have separated as soon as I triggered the Transportalponder. FUCK! GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!" I kicked the nearby dumpster in my rage, making a huge dent. I started taking deep breaths, as getting angry would not get me anywhere. I checked my Pip-Boy, and for the first time in a while, a couple of new quests popped up. Interesting…

A Reunion is in Order

Objectives:

Reunite with your Brother.

Learn their language if possible.

They Call Me The Wanderer

Objectives:

Gather information on your current location.

Learn their language if possible.

Earn some of their currency

Fix it V.

Objectives:

Get the Transportalponder MK 2 fixed.

It has been some time since my brother and I got quests like this. But now is not the time to reminisce. I quickly dusted myself off before I checked if I had my weapons, armor, and other important necessities, which I luckily still have. Afterwards, I started walking out of the alley, and once I got out, the street was... surprising, to say the least.

It's better than any pre-war cities that me and my brother used to read about. Fuck it, it's even better than New Vegas! With the ridiculous amount of light and, the people walking by like there hadn't been a nuclear fallout 200 years ago, they even got functional cars! CARS! Most of the cars back in the Mojave are bloody heaps of scrap meta I just stood there on the sidewalk, looking around like I had just entered a new world. That is until an asshole bumped into me before he loudly remarked,

"HEY! WATCH WHERE YA GOING BITCH!"

I was about to give him the middle finger, but he got lost in the crowd as soon as I was able to. Thankfully, the man spoke English, so I don't have to study their language…hopefully. Although... On a much more positive note, I did notice something shining on the ground, so curiously, I bent down and picked it up. It seemed to be a card of sorts as it was made out of plastic, but on one side it had a turquoise color, while on the other, it was simply white with a black stripe. Guessing that it was something of value, I slid it into my pocket before it fully digitized into my Pip-Boy. Having no marker or place to go, I headed in a random direction as I let the winds take me to where I needed to be.

Other than standing out like a super mutant everywhere she goes, she couldn't help but start thinking about the problems in her situation. Okay, so since she's stuck here, she'd bet her left foot that they won't be accepting NCR paper money, Legion coins, or... bottle caps. So she's going to need to earn some of their currency. That could be solved by getting a job, but I doubt anyone here would hire someone like me, odd jobs maybe, but not long-term ones. I kept walking down the street until I saw a brick building with a sign on the side that said.

"JUNIOR'S CLUB"

The only thing that makes it special is the two guards placed outside the club as this building is the same as any other building. Now that I think about it, most buildings around this place are somewhat old-timey, like they're from Europe. But as with any remotely interesting building, I'll explore it! I walked across the street to get over there as cars passed by, and as I crossed it, I was surprised that I wasn't hit by any of them cars. To be fair, I ain't looking to get myself hit just to see how much it would hurt to get hit by one. As soon as I got close I realized that considering that I looked like a damn soldier, I'm betting they won't let me in looking like this. So I went to a nearby alley and used my Pip-Boy to change into my usual outfit which is the Followers of the Apocalypse Lab Coat along with Joshua Graham's spare armor underneath. I removed my helmet and let my hair loose and free, I then took out my Lucky Shades and placed them firmly on the bridge of my nose. I looked at myself before taking out the spare holsters and putting them everywhere they needed to be. I looked at myself one last time.

"Looking good, V. Looking pretty damn good."

I started walking back to the entrance, and as soon as I got there, I simply gave the guards of the double doors a nod, and they nodded back. As I was about to open the doors, they automatically slid as soon as I got close to opening them. Honestly, it got a little yelp out of me and got a couple of eyes staring at me as if I didn't know how doors work. To be fair, I haven't seen automatic sliding doors all my life. So I simply walked inside, and... This place was probably the best-looking building I have ever had the privilege to enter. The place was so alive and full to the brim with people that not even New Vegas was this jam-packed. It doesn't matter if I wear power armor in this place, as I'd bet they won't notice. The place was... wow. I was speechless and stood still for a moment before looking around.

I saw a bar just to the left of what seemed to be a dance floor. I shook my head before I headed down the stairs, trying to avoid bumping into anyone. The music was different, though the vocalists were speaking English. The instruments they were using were different; it was a mix of probably pre-war East Asia instruments and a robot having a stroke. It sounded nice though, I'm not going to lie. They also got what seemed to be holograms in this place too, like the Sierra Madre, but are used for creating trees and such. That made me really uncomfortable. I just hope they don't shoot white lasers back at me. As soon as I got to the bar, one of the bartenders of the joint walked up to me to place my order.

"I'll have some whiskey if y'all have any."

The bartender looked at me with a blank expression before he sighed.

"Ain't you a little young to be drinkin'? Especially something as strong as whiskey."

And I gave him a squint back. I wasn't offended by his remark, but I acted like I was and liked to think it was effective. In reality, it was not effective.

"I already drank eight bottles of whiskey before, and I was still sober back then! I can definitely handle one bottle."

I looked around to see that I had a couple of eyes staring at me, including what seemed to be... twins? That's my best guess, as those two look and dress the same. The bartender seemed to be in disbelief that she had drunk that much, which was understandable.

"Look, kid, why don't yo-" I grabbed the bartender's red tie and pulled him towards me as I became angry

"Listen here, pal. I don't usually give a rat's ass about remarks but if you call me a kid one more time I will cut off your fuckin' head!"

As I was about to punch the bastard for calling me a kid, I heard a lot of footsteps behind me, and I was curious. Even though I kinda knew the answer to my question, I looked behind me to see what seemed to be a dozen or so guards dressed exactly like the ones outside. I swear these guys are like this place's version of The Omerta's. The bartender, meanwhile, simply smiles as soon as he sees the guards. I'm guessing that this guy is either their boss or they take the safety of their people seriously. If it's the latter though, I respect that.

"Let me go now if you want to leave this place alive."

I simply chuckled at him, which confused the bartender. Then, I grabbed his vest with my other arm and easily carried him over me. With the strength that makes a deathclaw look like a radroach in comparison, I threw the bartender to a couple of guards before I quickly pulled out Love and Hate from my Pip-Boy, but I made it look like I pulled both of them out of my coat and put them on. A small smile appeared on my face as I breathed deeply and shouted.

"STEP RIGHT UP IF YOU WANT TO DIE!"

A new quest has been made!

A Good Ol' Brawl

Objectives:

Beat these punks.

My senses came back after that kid threw me at some of my men like I was a fuckin' ball. Thankfully, I activated my aura as soon as she threw me, or else a few ribs would probably snap. I slowly stood up and looked at the situation at hand, I saw the kid fighting my guards with… I think those are spiked knuckles. I gotta head back to the bar, my 'Anti-Troublemaker' is there. I quickly made a beeline back and as I arrived I hopped over the counter and grabbed my weapon. I immediately peeked over only to see the kid smiling like a maniac as she was now wielding differently colored gauntlets as I saw her- HOLY SHIT! That woman punched that man so hard he flew straight to the front doors.

"Holy shit!"

My men continued charging at her before the woman let out a loud war cry as the song changed. Not my kind of song bu- holy shit… With her weird-looking gauntlets, she's starting to knock out every guard in one punch. I looked around and immediately noticed that both Miltia and Melanie were right beside me, hiding and/or watching the lady giving my guards a beating. And then I heard someone scream about his leg being snapped in half.

"Miltia, Melanie!"

The siblings looked at me probably hoping that I had a plan to take that psycho out. Well, Miltia and Melanie only have melee weapons and out of everyone in this bar only me and the DJ have some kind of long-range fire- Wait… I got it!

"Alright here's the plan."

Vera / 7's POV

I kicked the General Oliver-looking asshole in the face rendering him unconscious. Afterwards, I looked around the dance floor and saw the number of bodies I beat up using only my baton, prod, and spiked knuckles. Maybe 20… or 40? Yeah, I'm confident I knocked out 40 dudes at most from this little encounter. I was about to loot the bodies when I heard more footsteps from my right, so I glanced over to see the lookalikes finally arrived.

"Militia, shall we escort our guest out of here?"

"Of course Melanie, you first."

And suddenly the two brandished their weapons… It's unique I'll give them that much. Miltia pulled out her crimson-red mantis blades and as for Melanie she didn't pull out anything but instead brandished her shoes which had blades on the heels. I quickly placed the baton and prod inside my coat as I digitized them before I pulled out Knock-Knock straight from my coat again which confused the two ladies for a moment, a moment in which I used to my advantage by quickly rushing in and as soon as I was close to them I immediately swung my axe to Miltia which she tried to block it using that claw blade of hers. The keyword being tried because my monstrous strength knocked the twins onto the dance floor.

I admit I was impressed those two recovered quickly and rolled away from me. As they were probably mentally preparing themselves to fight me I hopped around, excited for a two-on-one fight against these twins.

"Come on! Show me whatchu got you fucks!"

The two quickly ran towards me trying to attack me at once, probably to try and tire me out which is not a bad idea. I managed to block most of those attacks and countered Miltia with a good kick to the stomach which gave me some time to go on the offensive with whitey Melanie. She tried to do a roundhouse kick to my face so I quickly grabbed my foot as she was an inch away from touching my cheek, I quickly pulled her towards me to lose her footing and flail her around like a mace smacking her body across the dance floor until I saw Miltia hesitating to attack me as I use her friend here as an impromptu weapon to back her off. I did as I tried to hit her as I dual-wield Melanie and Knock-Knock but failed every time as she managed to dodge my attacks by either ducking, evading, or jumping away.

She managed to flank my rear but she was met by me trying to hit her head using Melanie only for that bitch to dodge so I only hit the floor something happened which caught my attention, something glass-like shattered around Melanie's entire body but I quickly turned around by instinct as the redhead managed to stab me with that claw of hers and while she succeeded into doing so she only stabbed only a small bit of flesh as I held her wrist with my left hand in the process I dropped Knock-Knock, only noticing that her claw was glowing dark red. I pulled out the claw with ease as I was about to grab something from my pocket Miltia tried to attack with her other claw but I managed to block it and quickly kicked her away.

I went into a stance, me and Miltia walked around in a circle glaring at each other until I heard… Oh shit. I quickly looked around only to see a barrage of rockets headed for me and I promptly braced myself for the impact. I felt like the entire barrage managed to hit me as I was launched across the floor, hitting a wall and falling down soon afterward.

"That smarts."

I took a look inside my Pip-Boy to check my health. Heh, it took about 10 percent of my health away. At least one of them is armed. I digitized a couple stimpaks before I injected them inside my skin and felt my energy, and my blood, return to me once more metaphorphically speaking. Fuck it, if they want a war, a war is what they'll get. I grabbed the 25mm Anti-Personnel Weapon from my coat that I have modded to good use: extended magazine size, a longer barrel, and even changed some of its internal parts to make it fire faster but that's enough of me blabbering. I also pulled out the 1st Recon Beret and The Outlaw's Veil. Gotta hand it to them though, I didn't expect the barrage of rockets. I put on the beret and tied the veil around the back of my head as it covered half of my face.

I walked back onto the dance floor as the two were carrying whitey back to the bar. Rookie mistake. Always make sure that the person you wanna kill stays dead. I aimed a bit higher than the target to account for the drop-off and pulled the trigger. Nice hits, surprised to see that whitey was still in one piece. I quickly ran over to the site to see that the bartender and whitey were in one piece but unconscious, with their clothes blackened from the grenade. I looked around and surprise surprise, Red was still conscious. These are some tough bastards I'll give them that. I walked over to Red and kneeled down chuckling as she was probably trying to get her senses in check. She glared at me with the fury of a thousand suns as I looked back at her.

"We'll hunt you down for this. You will not live for another day after the night is over." She coughed a bit. I laughed at her face as I already heard threats like that before.

"My friend, send an entire legion, entire battalions against me and it wouldn't be enough. Because I'll massacre them, and once I'm done with your posse I'll make sure to send their heads to you."

I saw her face turn from anger to horror as I stood up. Suffering folks like her always get a smile on my face, Boone does say I have a terrifying presence.

"You… Y-you monster! You're a monster! I hope you die you fucking monster! You hear me?! MONS-" And I stomped on her head to stop her talking. And another one just for good measure as red shattered glass shards fade into thin air from Red here. Gotta research on why that happens.

I digitized the 25mm grenade launcher and pulled down my bandana. I checked my surroundings for anything worth taking and worth taking I found. The rocket launcher near the bartender. I just realized he was the boss because no measly bartender packs this much firepower. I then took the rocket launcher from his hands, I took the time to check out the new rocket launcher and saw a big button on the side of the trigger so I pressed it, a surprise to be sure but it was a welcomed one. I digitized it into the Pip-Boy as I grabbed the nearby bottle of whiskey lying on the counter and returned to the sliding doors outside with a pep to my step.

I looked around to see the number of bodies scattered across the floor, I smiled a little as these fools gave me the thrill of a good fight even when it was a 10 to 1 situation. Especially the twins and the boss. I continued walking as I read the bottle of whiskey surprised with the label.

"Meilleurs Moments En Automn."

Well, shit. This is bad. Me and my brother had only learned how to understand and speak Latin but this… this changes things. At least they write similarly to us Americans so not all things too bad. I opened up the bottle of whiskey and took a huge sip before the sliding doors automatically opened. I stopped dead in my tracks as there were dozens of armed men all of whom were aiming at me. I took a sip of whiskey before they all shouted at me to get on my knees and my hands behind my head. Since I didn't want to get shot at so I complied and did just that as the armed men cuffed me with actual handcuffs, dragged me to a car, and shoved me in there without a car. On the way there I looked up in the sky and saw that a big piece of the moon was shot off.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

1 Hour Later

So… that was something. For an entire hour from there to the precinct I was contemplating as to why the moon had been shot and all of those involved nukes which I doubt had the capacity and/or reach to blow practically half the fucking moon off. So that initially led me to my last and probably batshit guess yet. I'm in another world.

Well, at least the interrogation room they put me in is cozier than the one back in Camp McCarran. The only bad part is that they asked for my weapons which I only gave them the melee weapons I used in the fight… yes that included Knock-Knock and the 25mm too. I checked my Pip-Boy's map which I shoulda done that earlier to be quite frank. As I checked the map there was a prompt and what it said only confirmed my suspicions.

Can't connect to any RobCo Sattelites.

Beginning Protocol: New World

Good luck Vera Keyes!

And just like that the local map had been unlocked only for it to reveal the small interrogation room I was in. Well, that just confirmed it. I'm inside another world, and suddenly the thoughts started to drive her head into a million miles per second.

Is Randall even in this world with me? Can I go back? What will happen to New Vegas when we're gone? What about the people that the two cared about? Shit! Fuck! What about the NCR? And Mr. House? God! This fucking sucks! I checked the quests inside my Pip-Boy and saw the quest about fixing the Transportalponder Mark 2… WAIT! THE TRANSPORTALPONDER! I checked my inventory and sure enough, the Transportalponder MK 2 was still there so I quickly took it out. The blasted thing was broken to hell and so skin-meltingly hot that I placed it on the table to avoid melting it on my skin.

I quickly digitized it back into my Pip-Boy and just in time too a middle-aged blonde entered the room. She wasn't in a great mood as she slammed the door shut behind her and placed down what seemed to be a futuristic version of a Pip-Boy displaying… her fight. Oh no.

"Tell me, young lady, what makes you think your actions are appropriate for tonight? Tell me why did you think starting a brawl against a dangerous gang on your own is the right decision?"

Should I be honest? Or just tell a lie? Hmmm… I couldn't find a good lie, so I should be honest for now.

"They insulted me, I simply insulted them back and it escalated from there. Plus, how was I supposed to know those guys are in a gang?!"

Actually, the outfits obviously gave them away but I was skeptical because no gang dresses that stupid, not even the Fiends. Also if they write in another alien-like language I wonder how they can speak English.

"The fact that you didn't recognize an infamous and dangerous gang such as the Xiong family just proves that you aren't a Vale citizen. And the police didn't find any identification on your person either. So tell me, young lady, where do you come from?"

Calm down V, remember what your brother said about lies, give them answers that aren't too vague but aren't too specific either.

"Well… I really don't have a home per se but I often travel a lot out west."

"And why is that? Why don't you have a home? Your parents must have been worried sick because of your antics tonight young lady!"

"Of course not, the truth is much more complicated than that!"

The blonde looked at me dead in the eyes before she turned off the futuristic Pip-boy as it collapsed back into a scroll. Trying to look scary but it almost worked on me.

"Explain. Now." She said it with a deeper voice but didn't even break eye contact with me, I even flinched away from her. ME! FLINCHED AT HER! Only one man managed to make me feel scared and that man is Joshua "MOTHERFUCKING" Graham!

"L-let me show you what I mean." I quickly grabbed my beret and placed it on the table before I showed Blonde the scars I have on both sides of my head. Two bullets made their way on both sides of my skull I was surprised that me and my brother even survived.

The blonde was so shocked that she dropped her little futuristic Pip-Scroll thing to the floor. She's trying to find the words but I guess that seeing someone who got shot in the head is a bit of a shellshock for anyone.

"Why? Why would someone do such a thing? I… How are you not dead?"

"I don't know how I managed to stay alive after… after that bastard-"

"Language"

"...That man and his lackeys shot me. The only bad thing about my attempted murder is that I couldn't remember anything about who I was in my past life nor about the world around me."

The blonde was visibly worried about me that's for certain. She grabbed her scroll that was on the floor before she looked back at me.

"When did it happen?"

"A few weeks ago. Back out west, I was tracking that man down but I had gotten nowhere so I traveled. Managing to survive."

The old hag was looking worried and confused which was entertaining to see peoples reaction to me and 6 getting shot and left for dead.

"But how did you manage to gather such an arsenal? You have multiple weapons made to bludgeon and stab a man in different ways and even a grenade launcher."

Oh… That. Hehehe, there are a lot of stories about weapons like those. I cleared my throat before looking at the blonde once more.

"They're gifts from the folks I helped from my travels back out west."

"I see. Well fortunately for you, young lady, someone wants to speak to you."

She stood up before she walked to the side of the door, and moments afterward another figure entered. Clad in a green and black suit, a green scarf, hell he even has goofy ass green goggles. The only thing that wasn't green or black was that cross on the front of the scarf and his silver hair. He was carrying a plate full of what looked like brahmin steak sandwiches and a mug full of what I can only assume is coffee. It's even freshly cooked too. God, it smelled so mouth-watering good, He placed the plate of brahmin sandwiches and sat in front of me.

"Hello there, before we begin might I offer you a little snack? You look like you need one after that huge fight inside the club."

He pushed the plate closer to me. I simply looked at the mouth-watering pile of brahmin sandwiches… It looks so good, so damn good. I quickly grabbed one sandwich and stuffed it inside my mouth. As soon as I tasted it I felt like every single angel was singing as this tasted so heavenly. So juicy, so meaty, gods I can't describe how fucking tasty this is. I can only sob as I savor every bite of this sandwich.

"DIS IS SO DEWISHIOUS! ISH DIS WAT HAPPINESS FEELS WIKE?!"

As I was about to take another bite I failed to notice that the sandwich had already been finished. So I grabbed another before Greenie here started talking.

"Regarding what Glynda here had told me you managed to defeat most of the Xiong Family inside their own club right?"

I simply nodded to his question as I continued eating these wonderful sandwiches. Slowly crying less as time passes.

"I see, and I hope you know that you somehow managed to get inside Vale without any identification. I tried to look you up in the CCTS but nothing came. Now mind answering why you don't have any records across the CCTS Archives?"

I wiped away the tears as I looked at the green suit. Come on Vera think of something!

"I mostly stuck to small towns and used aliases just in case the man who shot me heard I lived. That's why I use bandanas like this one." I pointed to the Outlaw's Veil on my neck.

"I see… About the way you fight, a mix of precise strikes, heavy swings, kicks, and a plethora of other moves. Tell me, did you have someone to teach you about the way you fight?"

I wiped my mouth before I burped loudly as I simply chuckled and looked at Greenie's eyes. At least with this one, I don't have to lie.

"It's mostly self-taught, there are some moves here and there that a couple of folks taught me some techniques but for the most part I taught myself how to fight." I grabbed another sandwich as Greenie sipped a cup of his coffee.

"Interesting… It's a rare thing to find someone who fights like you. Tell me, after tonight. What will you do?"

Good question… What will I do? Probably get a job first, then earn some money, and a place to stay. After that? Try to fix the Transportalponder.

"Find a job, earn money, find a place to stay, then find the man who shot me in the head." That certainly caught the suit off guard he stopped drinking coffee as he heard that.

"I… see. Well, how would you like to enroll in my academy?"

I tilt my head in confusion when he says enroll in the academy as I bite into another sandwich. These sandwiches are so fucking good. Also, ain't an academy like a school or somethin'? And also he seems a bit perplexed at my next course of action.

"Enroll in the academy? Like a school?"

"Why yes, it will be a month until students like you can formally apply to enroll in Beacon Academy. But I would like for you to become an assistant of mine. You'll get paid and won't have to worry about a place to stay. And after the month has passed I want you to enroll in my Academy. So, will you accept my offer?"

As much as I want to reject this deal… It's too good to turn it down. A place to stay and a job will probably be hard to find in a place like this and harder for someone with my skill set. Plus there's the fact that he wants me to enroll in this 'Beacon Academy' of his. Fuck it, it works for me anyways.

"I accept your deal, Mister."

"Ozpin, you can call me Ozpin. And how about you? Mind telling me your name?"

"Keyes. Vera Keyes." He reached out for a handshake and I held his hand firmly before shaking it up and down gently.

"Welcome to Vale, Vera. I have a good feeling we're just gonna get along fine."

QUEST ADDED

A World of Bloody Evolution.

- Make your mark in this world.