From Hooves to Hands; the Dust Remains

Walker went through the streets of the unfamiliar city following only vague directions of the hospital. After about a half an hour, and various threats against upper class citizens for making remarks about his apparel, he found the Canterlot Hospital.

Entering the E.R he stumbled to the front desk and sat Fluttershy down. "Get her a fucking doctor now." Was all he said to the receptionist. Quickly she nodded and called a doctor. After hearing her argue with a doctor for a moment he reached over and grabbed the phone. "Listen here you piece of shit, if I don't see your ass down here with a stretcher for this girl in the next few minutes I'm gonna come up there and shove my foot so far up your ass the water on my knee will quench your thirst!"

He slammed the phone down and waited, after three minutes a doctor came through the doors with a hospital bed in tow. Walker picked Fluttershy up and sat her on the bed. "I'll be back in a few hours to a day, if I see a she has even been looked at the wrong way... well lets talk about that then shall we." He said grabbing the doctor by the collar.

The doctor nodded and looked Walker over. "B-but what about you?! You're in need of some medical attention yourself sir!" He said, earning a laugh from Walker.

"I'll be fine, long as she's treated right and gets better." He said before leaving the hospital.

As he exited a woman from close by saw him and became curious. She slowly followed him from behind hoping he hadn't noticed her. Eventually they entered a small cave that lead somewhere below Canterlot. As they reached a large room she noticed the blood splattered on the ground.

She was about to leave when he spoke. "So you just gonna leave without telling me why you were following me?"

His sudden outburst frightened her slightly. "I-I was just curious I guess. I'm an author and I saw you and thought you probably had some interesting stories, plus it isn't exactly everyday you see a bloody man leaving a hospital."

He looked her over, she seemed to be in her early 40's, yet could definitely pass for 20 if she wanted to. "I'm Twilight Velvet." She said offering her hand.

He reached out and took her hand."Nice to meet you, names Walker...Twilight... your daughter is Twilight Sparkle ain't she?" She smiled and nodded a yes. "Her and her friends pulled me from the forest... Actually I just took her friend Fluttershy to the hospital, after I killed the psycho that kidnapped her. Guy named Kenrick."

She gasped and looked at him. "The Kenrick?! The biggest criminal in Equestria! He has, or had I guess, a bounty of like 40,000 bits! You collect that you're rich!" She said. "Maybe you do have some interesting stories..." She gave him a sultry look, making him feel increasingly uneasy.

He grabbed his duster coat and clipped it on. "Well why don't you and I meet in two days in Ponyville, you tell the authorities I claim the bounty but couldn't make it to claim my self, keep 10,000 bits and that'll be the end of it?" He threw the strap of his bag over his body and walked out before she could answer.

Making his way toward the gates he exited and made way for Ponyville. When he arrived he began to look around for the gunsmith.

The shop was a greasy little place outback of a saloon. Walking in he was greeted by the smell of cleaning supplies for guns, so lovely. "Well hello young man, come to browse my collection?" Asked a little old man from behind the counter.

Walker nodded his head and drew his .45. "I wanna know where you learned the symbol of the Brotherhood." He pointed to the marking on the slide.

Looking at it the old man smiled. "Yes, Brotherhood of Magic. You and me are similar, both ex-Brotherhood. Did ya hear they moved to the Macintosh Hill's bunker? I told them they should make a debut and join Equestria but no, they were sticken' to the way of Sombra." The old man rambled.

"What the fuck are you talking about? This is the Brotherhood of Steel's symbol! From the sword, and the wings, and the gears!" Walker said.

The old man looked at him. "Oh dear, those aren't gears they're sparkles, magic sparkles! You aren't a member of the order! Damn it all!" The man planted his head on the counter. "But wait! They don't know you! Do you think you could get in and take the blueprints for some of the inventions? I'd pay you well!"

Walker thought it over for a moment before deciding. "I'll go and see, see, and that's it. Now tell me where this bunker is." The man nodded and pulled out a map; marking the location on it.

After a few hours of walking he found the bunker. Walking up he found a holo-scanner for tags. Taking off his tags he held them to the scanner; it read over them before opening the door. Entering slowly he found a room full of men wielding what looked like Laser-rifles.

"Halt who goes there?!" Asked the last man.

Walker looked them over for a moment, probably only one of them had any experience, the rest meant to look tough. "Knight Captain Walker Sulfridge, leader of squadron 435 Omega Zeta Steel Bravo River. Formerly under command of Elder Owyn Lyons, Capitol Wasteland Cell, recently under Elder Nolan McNamara until dismissed to advance into in a new area of the Wasteland; Common wealth sector - Boston."

hey gave him a strange look. "Very funny Captain, you had us going for a moment there. When did you go outside, and where's the 435?" The leader asked. What could they be talking about? "Hey wait... why aren't you wearing uniform?" He asked.

Playing along he just shrugged. "I found this in the storage room awhile ago and decided to start wearing it when I go out, not gonna wear my regulation equipment am I? Say, just to see if I need a hair cut, what did I look like last time you saw me?" Before he acted further he needed to see this.

The man scratched his chin for a moment. "Why not since we up rooted to here. You had that grizzled samurai-stache look going for you. I bet you got a full beard by now. Well you can go on in Warren, we'll see you later." He said before hitting a button and opening the large doors behind them.

Walker nodded and walked in. He walked around the bunker not being able to tell if it was like the remnants bunker, Hidden Valley, or Raven Rock. Eventually he came to a door reading "435 - Commandants Quarters." Figuring it was 'his' room he walked in.

He didn't know who 'Warren' was but he decided it best to try and stay away from him as much as possible. In the room was several sets of Power Armor and pictures of a man with a slim mustache and goatee. Walker grabbed one and looked at the words below it. "Warren Soldier- Former combat medic and newly appointed leader of squadron 435."

They didn't look like twins, but with a beard he figured he could pass for him. His duffle was stashed in a vent by the entrance, so he could easily grab it on his way out.

Walker grabbed one of the larger armor sets, it easily fit over his Elite Riot Gear. Walking out of the room he made for the command center, easily found by the signs on the walls.

In the middle of a ring sat a man in Elder's robes. "Elder." He said walking up and kneeling.

The man nodded and ordered. "Warren, what brings you to me?" He asked.

Walker stood and looked him over, any good man could read another; any man that acted on what he read knew to manipulate it. "Sir I went on a lone patrol - now give me a moment to justify." He said when the Elder tried interrupting. "I went to see what the people were doing and how they were acting. From what I saw; I think we should start distributing out our horded technology."

The elder thought it over for a moment. "Why should we?"

He smiled at the elderly man. "I saw men and women treating each other fairly, with order and sympathy. Justice was being served to the wicked, and honor was rewarded in the righteous. We give some of this technology; we advance and equip these people. You would go down in history as the man who advanced the world farther than it has been in hundreds of years."

Smiling the Elder nodded. "Very well, I shall set up a meeting with the Equestrian Government to talk about distributing and selling out the technology. But if this is a bad move; I'll personally execute you." Walker nodded and began to walk away.

"Elder Strong Scroll." Came a voice from near by. He turned to see a man in black Power Armor walking toward him. The man pulled something from his pocket, quick as lightning hit both Walker and the Elder with something.

Walker awoke drowsily for the first time in years. Looking around he saw the elder sitting in a chair across the room, with the man in black Power Armor in front of him.

"It has occurred to me and several other members of the order that you are incapable of running this shit." The Armored man said. The elder started to stand and say something; only to be struck with an electric caddle prod. "Sit your five dollar ass down before I make change."

The elder sat, reluctantly at that, and looked at the man. "Knight BlackSteel., I don't know what you are talking about. Now let me go, I am still acting Elder of this Brotherhood!" Strong Scroll yelled.

Steel walked around and leaned down to whisper in his ear; only to be tackled by Walker from behind. Walker grabbed the lighter he kept on him at all times, the same one from Boulder City, and lit it by the mans helmets respirators. A helmet respirator was good for many situations, but if they weren't closed when a gas explosion, or concentrated flame, was lit by them it was like breathing magma.

Steel screamed and thrashed, trying to expel the fire from himself and get the man off his back. After a second he just fell over stopped moving, his life signature disappearing from Walkers HUD.

"Thank you for saving me Warren." The elderly man said.

Walker chuckled slightly. "Well ya see about that... I'm not Warren. Apparently I'm someone that looks like him. I was hired by an Ex-Brother to steal your horded technology and distribute it, I decided to be more civil."

The elderly man looked him over. "Indeed you aren't him, thank you regardless. As a sign of my gratitude; when this is over I will personally over see the distribution of the technology. Now let's see about getting out of here, eh?"

Searching the mans body he grabbed the cattle prod and the small blow tube from him. He didn't really want to kill the men, just make them go night night till they go to prison.

Handing the cattle prod to the elder he nodded. "If we can get to the main chambers we can send out a message to those still loyal to you. Ya ready?" Walker asked him.

Strong Scroll smiled. "You know it."