Ch. 2 Blood and Glory
Forest awoke to cold gray radiated smog thick and heavy hanging over him and choking him. He rose from the filthy mattress abandoned inside an old empty skeleton filled trailer and looked over at the other mattress only to see it empty across from him.
He stood up quickly in alarm and panic, stepping outside in his armor and looking around. He saw no one and nothing alive for miles.
He stumbled out into the barren dead wasteland and took his shot gun out, cocking and reloading it, then began to trek around his makeshift campsite.
After a few steps, he heard what sounded like a laser rifles blast going off in the distance behind another empty abandoned trailer.
He quickened his gait to a run and stumbled upon Sarah standing over a dead Powder Ganger's body.
She smiled ruefully at him, "Morning stranger, I was doing some scouting and found this good for nothing hiding out planning to steal our loot and kill you in your sleep. Sleepyhead."
There was a scorch mark on the Powder Ganger's torso, neatly going through him where she had shot him with her BoS laser rifle.
It was still smoking, with a bit of ash glowing embers around the neat and fatal wound.
Forest wordlessly kneeled down at the Powder Ganger's body and scooped into the large scorching wound, and forcefully yanked out a chunk of marred and burning flesh.
He scooped it messily into his mouth, eating greedily as if he had not eaten real meat in a long time.
Sarah screamed, "What are you doing you waster psycho?! Are you on chems?!"
She began bashing at him with her large laser rifle, effectively knocking him to the ground off of the fallen corpse.
Forest held his Enclave armored hand up and stopped another blow from landing on his head.
"You crazy monster! What is wrong with you how can you do something like that? You're disgusting! You're an animal that's not even something a person would do. You're no better than the raiders!"
Forest withdrew his shotgun and took out his baseball bat, now scratched and much battered from use on the wasteland out of the vault. He kept parring Sarah's melee attacks but she would not give up and she had more stamina than anyone he had seen on the Wasteland.
He finally fought back and bit her on the back with his baseball bat, making sure her power armor clunked loudly with the hit, feeling it painfully reverbating through his hands.
She fell over and panted, "You're a cannibal, I didn't know! My father would never have allowed for us to travel together if we knew what you really were you psycho!"
Wiping the blood and guts from his mouth, Forest calmly said, "It's not a big deal out here, I know you Brotherhood of Steel can afford to eat what you want but not out here in the wastelands. It's all about survival and just pushing past your natural instint to gag at the sight of 'strange meat'. It's a learned trait, took me a while roaming the wastes just to learn this neat trick. It helps when you're out of fresh meat out here."
Sarah shook her head, "No way will I ever become a cannibal like you or that filthy White Glove Society or common primitive raiders and wasters!"
Forest shrugged, "Suit yourself, you don't have to but you will have to get used to me doing it."
A.N.: Thanks for the reviews! Not sure where to take this so I guess it will be like my meandering playthroughs of the game with my npc companions.