Fallout Equestria: Weak Wings

Once upon a time in the magical land of Equestria, All Ponies  Unicorns, Pegasi, And Earth Ponies. Lived in harmony lead by Princess Celestia. They enjoyed Happiness, Peace, Love, and Most of all Friendship. But all good things must end. All  apples no matter how sweet must sour, All Corn Kernels must pop, All Stars must die. "But how?" you ask. How did the sweet blossom of happiness that was Equestria wither and die. How?. Three seeds, Three lemons in the bowl of apples. The three things the corrupt all. Greed, Lust , Fear. Although harmless at first glance, These factors would fracture the world. The three seeds waited idle for a thousand years before they took root, One thing became another. Then the flowers opened, Became Trees and bore Fruit. The fruit was one thing that Nopony thought possible. War...

War: War never changes, The zebras waged war and gained an Empire, Equestria waged war and gained its infrastructure. And the griffins waged war on both sides and gained fuel to feed their thirst for money. But war never changes. A thousand years after the founding of equestria, The first Luna conflict, And the first Discordian war, the banners of war was razed again, But this time the spoils of war were also its weapons, Gemstones and coal.

For this reason The zebra empire attacked Little Horn, Equestria would annex the buffalo lands and what was left of the dragons were hunted by the Pegasus Cloudships to the brink of extinction. All in the name of collecting the last remaining resources in the known world. 1019 years after the Founding of Equestria  the storm of total annihilation had come again. In a few brief hours the entire world was reduced to cinders and from the ashes a new civilization would struggle to arise.

A few were able to reach the relative safety of the large underground Stables. Your family was part of that group that entered Stable 34. Imprisoned safely behind the large Stable door, under a mountain of sand, many a generation has lived without knowledge of the outside world.

Life in the stable is about to change… Life… life will be lost and death will reclaim what belongs to the wasteland, The tax of doing good. It comes to all who think they can be heroes,  Some heroes pay their tax with their sanity. Others with their morals. But many with their lives… You are now a pawn in the crewel game of death the equestrian wasteland plays.

Because war… War never changes

FALLOUT EQUESTRIA: WEAK WINGS.

Written By Scholar Fillisari, Co-Written and conceived by theobscene.

Foreword

Sins. They wrap around all they find. Leach off the spirit and cause the innocent to kill others. It causes greed to poison all. Yet very few break from the sins and gain victory. My sins are many and the redemption books say I would need to have never happened to me. Ultimately it was all in the name of entertainment for one and torture for me.

Chapter 1: Steel Doors.

" I see a little silhouetto of a man"

My office, Dull with a shade of boring. Lights flickering in the background. In the middle sat my polished oak desk, To the left of me the only thing that interrupted the grey of the walls a single poster from the ministry of peace, They sure fucked that up in the end if it wasn't for them then this stable wouldn't have been needed. The only place of interest was behind in my desk draws, Two Magazines that were not safe for work provided some entertainment the first thirty reads but then they became as dull as the wall , thirteen empty bottles of vodka and other random clutter like broken pencils.

The steel door opened.

"Yes?" I said from behind my desk.

"Bittersweet I feel depressed again" said the blue stallion

"For Celestia's sake Book Worm, Have you been taking you pills?" I said to Book Worm opened his mouth and closed.

"No… I don’t see the point in taking a medication that contains a known psychotic" I took off the lid from my bottle of Vodka that sat beside my Terminal. And poured it into my glass now empty.

"The pills may contain a trace of fury from when it was manufactured but it isn't enough to change your brain chemistry or give you violent behavior". I gave the stallion a stern look. He opened his mouth again. My stern look changed to a glare. He backed down and left the room. The steel door closing behind him.

I drank some of the vodka. The sensation of the alcohol tingled my body. And caused my wings to stretch out, Admittedly not very far. But that’s what made me truly special in the stable, Not my cutie mark of a reclining couch or the fact I was second only to the Overmare. But  the fact I was the only Pegasus in the entire stable. Its good that we have a large stockpile of spare jumpsuits because every time I grown out of one a new one must be made with holes to allow my wings.

My life felt horrid.  Okay being a psychologist is also kind of nice, But it is a double edged sword. On one hand since I was the second most intelligent in the stable I got extra ration chits and a larger room. But the fact my parents are of low IQ they have to work in the maintenance wing. In cramp conditions with no chance of ever living in the higher sections of the stable.   I cant see them outside the designated times of visitors to the higher sections of the stable.

I am lonely. I took out a pen and some paper and wrote up this encounter with Book Worm. Damn, paperwork unwanted but I had to keep a good detail of the inhabitants of  the stable. I finished the vodka in my glass. The same tingle traveled down my spine. My wings extended. I sighed  I reached for the bottle. It was light, Too light… DAMMIT out of vodka again. Three bottles this Week. I pressed my personal intercom on my desk and called my servant. A miserable looking servant entered.

"Yes Madame Bittersweet?" I thought for a second.

" I would like you to get me another bottle of vodka… and a Sparkle" I handed the servant three ration chits. He looked at me. "Your treat" He looked happy for a moment but it faded. Kindness towards our leasers wasn't looked up upon in the higher levels of the stable it was almost a taboo.

The servant returned a few minutes later. "Madame your Sparkle and vodka" He placed down the two bottles he had been hovering thanks to his horn. With that my servant  left the grey walled room. The steel door closing as he exited. Opening both bottles I poured the Sparkle-Cola™ and the Vodka into the glass. I took a sip. The soft carroty taste of the Sparkle-Cola™ contrasted with the hard feel of the Vodka it was always my favorite beverage. I looked at my Pip-Buck, My personal wrist mounted computer given to my when first got my Cutie Mark.

My cutie mark, the image on my flank. It reminds me of who I am, what I am good at, And how much of a slave I felt like in that stable. Once you got your Cutie Mark that was what you did for the rest of your life. Well that’s if you passed the IQ test.

The society of the Stable was simple. The higher you score on your IQ test, The higher in the hierarchy of the Stable you are. It’s a crewel system but at least its better than the opposite end of the spectrum. Imagine a load of rich pompous idiots ruling over those with better cognitive function. Ugh revolting.

The steel door opened. "Yes?". I looked up from my terminal and I saw the Overmare. "Oh sorry Queen Bee I didn't see you there". Queen Bee had honey yellow fur and a Orange mane with streaks of black through it she was young, she overthrew the previous Overmare when her IQ test results surpassed that of the previous Overmare, It was three months ago. But then she is still only came out of the stable school three months ago too!. I looked upon Queen Bee waiting for her to talk.

"Bittersweet…I… No… Never mind" I razed an eyebrow

"What is it Queen Bee?". Queen Bee just lowered her head and exited the room the Steel door closing behind her.

Queen Bee was one of the few in the stable whom I admired, Not loved, Just watched.

"For Celestia's sake I cant hold a conversation today"

The next few hours contained me doing paperwork, Drinking my Sparkle and Vodka, and running an update on my terminals Operating Software. Oh and did I mention being slightly drunk at that point My alarm clock buzzed at 5 O'clock. "Well" I hiccuped. "time to shut up shop". I took the bottle of vodka and slowly stumbled to my room. Luckily the fillies and foals were all in their studies. As I stumbled into my room I saw my bed. Most rooms have a floor space of 30M Squared mine has a total floor space of 75M Squared. Plus a personal bathroom. But that’s never enough room for the crap I have all over it, Like that broken terminal that the pip buck technician "Fixed and updated" thanks to a bottle of wine and some whiskey .

I put the vodka onto my dresser and lay on my bed. After an hour of looking up at the ceiling lights I activated my personal intercom to my servant. "Can you please get me a packet of potato crisps and some oatmeal?" It took a few seconds but the unicorn replied.

"Yes Madame Bittersweet".

Curious my servant who's name always lost me had a delay. Never in recent memory did he have a delay. I shrugged myself and just laid on my bed.  My servant entered my room a minute later and laid down the tray containing my food on my bed.

"The cost is 4 chits Madame Bittersweet".

"Here" I gave the servant 6 chits "Your choice". He smiled then frowned… That was the last time I saw him alive.

I Finished the vodka. I was no party pony. Where the other fillies and foals drank soda at parties and even at my own birthdays I drank water. Where the others ate sweeties and cakes I just got myself some lettuce some hay and a muffin. I was boring, My life was boring, Every inch of my soul was a boredom sponge. The most exiting thing I ever did in that damned stable was break one of my legs. And even that turned out to be a sprain. Most of the ponies had some heirloom to inherit. I did not apart from a deck of cards my father won in a bar fight. We had to go hungry that month.

I finished the oatmeal at midnight. Starting to loose the drunken top note and gain the sharp pain of the hangover. 'Uuuggh" I scratched my back. That’s when I heard it. Clop, Clop, Clop, Clop. The noise was getting louder. Clop, Clop, Clop, Clop. It suddenly stopped. At first I thought it was just a guard pony. No not a guard it was midnight they didn’t patrol until 1:30 in the morning. Then the Clop, Clop, Clop, Clop, Clop, Clop, Clop continued. It was heading down the hallway in the same direction. If it were really a guard pony then why did he stop to sneak past my door still open. Curiosity overtook me, I slowly got off my bed and crawled my way out. I took a look outside. That’s when I saw it. What sealed my fate, I saw a little silhouette of a mare, Going to the Overmare's office.

But there would be a guard pony at the door 24/7 if it were a trouble maker then he would be caught doing his little prank. What was he going to do? Put a pin on the Overmare's chair? Put salt in her coffee cup?. But curiosity caused me to shadow this mysterious pony. This was one of the few times I attempted to fly in the stable. Oh and did I forget to mention I was Aviophobic?. So I was flying slowly through the hallways. I passed the point of no return giving my servant those two extra chits. Eventually after a few minutes of going through other sections of the stable the pony I was following turned down the corridor to the Overmare's office. I turned my ear around the corner trying to make sense of the confrontation.

"Halt, Who goes there" I instantly recognized the voice of Honeycomb, Chief of stable security lower decks. The mysterious pony said in a slightly hush tone

"Cloud and storm". What the hell were they talking about?. Expecting the alarm to be razed I was shocked to hear Honeycomb say

"Thunderbolt and lightning." Was this some cooperative joke?. "You got the chits?" Wait… WHAT? Honeycomb was taking a bribe? On the loyalty test he beat everyone, even two previous Overmares. I whispered under my breath

"For Celestia's sake Honeycomb what are you doing?" The mysterious pony replied in a male voice. It was odd given he had the build of a female.

The mysterious pony in a black robe made of... Sacks? replied in a male voice. It was odd given he had the build of a female. "Yeh got the 1000 chits… You'll never guess this, Bittersweets servant got us the final three chits thanks to some tips. Feel kinda sad she has to have it done to her too, Now will you let me in and let me set the time?" My heart sank, Of all the stupid things Honeycomb did like asking me out on a date or accidentally shooting that foal this was beyond all those this was treason a crime punishable by the death of your family then you.

"Your clear" I heard him open the door through scanning eye on the retinal scanner. I slowly hovered back to my room trying to (and barely succeeding) remain undetected. By the time I managed to return to my room my wings seared with pain. I couldn’t fight off the urges to fall asleep. It was far from dreamless however. I thought how many ways could setting a time doom us? Could it corrupt the water talisman?, Cause the reactor to explode?, Vent plasma into the entire stable?, Activate a massive army of giant robotic zebras who would enslave what may be left of pony kind as their sex slaves and meat bags to be used to build massive monuments The last idea least likely. Then I thought what if it were a simple prank or just turning off the lights for a surprise party. No why that much ration chits?.

The next day I woke covered in sweat, my mane in a mess no time to brush it. I ran to the Overmares office. I glanced at a clock as I ran along the hallway. It was 9:31, I turned the corner to see Honeycomb with two pistols one holstered the other in his mouth. He put it in its holster and barred access to the Overmares office . Crap.

"Who goes there?". The voice of Honeycomb was more cheery than usual.

"Its me Honeycomb I need to see the Overmare".

"I cant allow you to do that bittersweet, you'll just need to make an appointment and wait your tu-" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"QUEEN BEE I KNOW YOUR IN THERE LET ME IN, HONEYCOMB IS A TRAITOR". The word traitor made Honeycomb take a battle stance.

The steel door opened behind him. Queen bee came out

"What's going on here?"

Honeycomb immediately responded.

"She is accusing me of treason, Permission to use fo-" I interrupted Honeycomb.

"SOMEPONY BRIBED HONEYCOMB WITH A THOUSAND CHITS TO LET SOMEPONY INTO YOUR OFFICE AND HACK INTO YOUR TERMINAL, I KNOW BECAUSE I FOLLOWED THE PONY WHO BRIBED HONEYCOMB".

By now there was quite a racket, and some of the guards came to see what was happening. Even a young filly with her mama was there. Honeycomb got out his pistol. "iphh gunnr khil yiou nowf" It was hard to understand what Honeycomb had just said thanks to the gun in his mouth. I mentally questioned what he meant. It was answered a split second later BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM. That fucking traitor shot me, well at me somepony pushed him so only one shot hit me and that was just a graze near my left hind leg. The pain was like somepony had brushed my mane, Then it felt like somepony got some hot barbed wire and pressed it hard onto my leg.

"AAAAAGHHH". I screamed with agony. I fell to the ground. Honeycomb was taken down by the other guards that were near. That’s when I blacked out.

I woke half an hour later. "uuugh".

My eyes opened and was met with the illuminated dust that always kept in the medical bay.

"You are one lucky pony" I knew that voice, Sugary spoon! One of my few friends and doctor pony of the stable. "The bullet grazed your leg… there were four shots but Overmare Queen Bee pushed Honeycomb so only his last shot hit. I do however have some weird news, The klaxon in the door room for the stable is sounding, it seems like a software malfunction but I am not sure. You mentioned that a pony bribed Honeycomb, Do you remember anything in particular." Sugary Spoon looked at me with a worried expression.

"They mentioned something about setting a time I don’t know what however" I sat up, Thank celestia for healing potions and Med-X, "I want to have a look at the Overmares terminal, If I convince Queen Bee that is". Sugary Spoon looked at me with a smile.

"I am sure she would be okay with that, now try to put some weight on your leg".

I put my hooves on the floor. The pain almost none. Well thanks to the morphine like Med-X. As Sugar spoon and I trotted towards the Overmares office we saw there was nopony walking along the corridors. The Medical bay was close to the maintenance deck. The few times I had been there it always had somepony (or six) cleaning the floor or checking the lights or something. Even the ever present sounds of the cameras were gone the musty air often moved by maintenance ponies was still the only sound being that of the ever present reactors as they sung their everlasting song. Something was wrong, But what. I thought back to my dreams last night. What if it was really about a plot to activate the massive army of giant robotic zebras who would enslave what may be left of pony kind as their sex slaves and meat bags to be used to build massive monuments I thought about last night. Or what if this was just some massive practical joke?  The latter seemed more likely but still highly improbable… If it were a surprise party or a practical joke then why would Honeycomb take a bribe? Or shoot me over it? This was just wrong. As we turned the corner to where last night I spotted that pony bribing Honeycomb.

The Overmares office door. The steel door opened. Queen Bee wasn't inside, Good I was going to attempt to hack the terminal. And so for an hour the Mainframe technician later I managed to get the password. Strange the password was called "Opening" I saw a vast amount of data mainly logs of previous Overmares the continuous register of the current and former inhabitants of the stable, Server logs, Incidents, Supply count, Armory. Hey fun fact there was approximately 20 10MM Pistols two Riot Shotguns, 60 Police Batons, and a Tear Gas launcher in the armory at the bottom of the list in big friendly letters were the words 'Don't panic, Stable oversupplied with weapons'. And for some reason half of the pistols were missing and one of the shotguns too!. It took about six minutes to download the whole terminal. That’s when the Mainframe technician found something in the source code.

"Hrmmmm… wait, oh fuck". The Technician eyes wide took three steps back. "THIS CANT BE HAPPENING THIS CANT BE HAPPENING".I razed an eyebrow. "Those maniacs they're opening it up THEY'RE OPENING IT UP"

Okay this had to mean something,

"What's opening up and who?". The technician trembled.

"THOSE IDIOTS BELOW ARE OPENING UP THE STABLE". There was an eerie silence for a second, Then queen bee came in.

"Overmare queen bee!" I said starting to hyperventilate. "I KNOW WHATS BEEN GOING ON". Queen bee looked scared. "THE PONIES BELOW IN MAINTENANCE ARE OPENING THE STABLE UP". I stopped talking. Sugary Spoon levitated a paper bag to my muzzle. Queen bee was just, Shocked. First one of her officers had turned traitor. Now somepony is opening the stable. It was beyond her. Without thinking I ran around the stable yelling, "THE'RE OPENING THE STABLE UP THEY'RE OPEINING THE STABLE UP" The guards were already informed by the Overmare and were running to the armory, we only had 6 guards, That zebra robot army would waste them, As I ran to the lower parts of the stable there was nopony around, only a few times in my life did I want to throw myself into my mother and let her say everything was okay,

What degenerate Fuck would gain from this? I turned to the maintenance deck door, It was shut, I tried to open it through pressing the control panel it gave an angry BBBHHRRRRR, It was locked. Why was it locked?, I tried with my override, BBBHHRRRR, A small screen above stated. "Your permission for access has been revoked". Great just perfect I wanted to see my mother but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO some dirtbag instead decided to bribe Honeycomb lock off the essential areas of the stable and open the door. Damn that motherfucking and… quite sexy looking… Oh fuck. It was a unicorn mare with some voice changing spell, If this was some punishment for me looking too much in the communal showers in the mares room before my IQ test then why not just kill me?. That’s when I heard it,

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

The stable door had opened. The stable intercom came on. "tap tap tap Is this thing on?, Residents of the stable. A traitor has opened the door and sealed the lower decks of the stable, Anypony who can must get to the safe rooms. Oh celestia help us, I am sorry I have failed to be your Overmare," She stopped talking and started crying, ignoring the intercom I started crying too, It seemed like we were about to die in the Corse of a few minutes from the extreme amounts of radiation we were told lurks outside the stable walls. I cried for an hour I think.

I stopped when I heard gunfire. Gunfire? I thought everypony was dead from radiation, Why wasn’t I dead?, The Geiger counter on my Pip-Buck was silent like it was for the hour the stable was open, Rattattattattattattattat, That was no pistol too loud and quick, BOOFH BOOFH. I got up, Ratattattattattattattat, BOOFH, BOOFH. Then I heard that voice. "GET THOSE FUCKERS, ANYPONY WHO RESISTS GETS THEIR GUTS PULLED OUT THEIR FUCKING ASSES". BOOFH BOOFH BOOFH, RATTATA---, BLAM BLAM BOOFH BLAM BOOFH, BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM… BOOOOOMMMMM. The noises got louder, and louder. BOOFH, BOOFH, BOOFH, It seemed like the noises were a room away,

Then the scream came "AAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH",

BLAM BLAM BLAM… BLAM

The same voice from before yelled.  "LET THAT FUCKER BLEED OUT, HE KILLED SIX OF US, LET HIM DIE ALONE AND IN PAIN" . I was quiet.  A minute later a security pony dragged himself through the door. And I mean dragged literally his hind legs and his front left leg with his Pip-Buck were shot off, I couldn’t identify him, The only thing I could identify was that he was a unicorn, Thanks to a shattered horn, I screamed, Then vomited the sweet taste of bile was followed by the strong acidic aftertaste on my tongue  , Another voice came out.

"THERES ANOTHER HERE". A dirty looking pony in blood stained clothing with many old wounds ran into the room with a shotgun in his mouth, "heph heph heph diff on ish hopf" he spat out his shotgun onto the ground "This will be fun" he was approaching me, Then he uttered his last words "Prepare for the fuck of yo- BLAM"

His head once on his neck battle scarred became nothing more than a cluster of read meaty projectiles and a red haze where his head once was. The voice that yelled before yelled again "THAT’S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN  YOU TRY TO DEFILE THE PRODUCT, TOMAHAWK'S HEAD IS AN EXAMPLE TO THOSE WHO DISOBAY MY ORDERS". I wiped some gore from my eyes. Then I saw him. A unicorn with a red mane and Dark grey fur, several dozen scars all over his face, neck, and legs, he had gore splattered armour, and three blood red tear's tattooed underneath the eyelids. Oh and his horn was cracked in a dozen places. He looked at me angrily and saw me looking at the guard now drowning in his own blood,

He finally spoke "Ooohhh you want him to live? He your husband?".

"N….NNN...NO".I weakly replied. The unicorn smiled.

"Ooooohhh aint that sad you have to watch one of your protectors die… You want to help him? Well FUCK YOU He killed six good pony's SIX FUCKING PONIES. WITH THAT FUCKING SHOTGUN… HE IS MY BITCH HIS FATE IS MY DECISION." The sadistic unicorn was interrupted by another pony

"Boss, we swept the stable nothing more. The rest of the place is sealed off and we used all the thermite last week". The "boss" looked disappointed and angry.

"Well if we didn’t go after that BULLSHIT BANK VAULT WE COULD HAVE SOME MORE PRODUCT". I sobbed as the security mare gave his last breath of life. "AND SOMEPONY KNOCK THIS BITCH OUT". Another pony with a cattle prod entered the room and hit my head, My vision blacked out, My eyes opened a while later as I was dragged past a heap of about six bodies. I blacked out again. This time for more than a few minutes.

Note added:

Starting traits:

Qualified Psychologist: your knowledge of the pony mind means you can calm many ponies or use mind games in your speech to gain your way, You also gain the effects of the Filly at heart perk allowing you have special communication options with fillies.

More than your average nerd: Your ability to process information and your general knowledge including explosives guns and medical training is more than your average sewer bum

Level up:

New Perk: Brainsmarts: Because you're so brainsmart YES THAT IS NOW A WORD you can choose to confuse robots and certain  low level hostiles with big long contradictory sentences.