Fallout Equestria: A Courier's Care

I watched on, unconcerned as Dawn splatted against the concrete (He said they had dirt roads when he was kicked out, so how far along are they in technology other than weapons?) road.

"It looked like that Alicorn had something on her left foreleg." I heard one of the Power Armor ponies speak up. I put the armor of the Alicorn they were talking about into my inventory, wincing a little as I felt the weight on my shoulders. No matter how many times I put a suit on, that shit's heavy as fuck.

"Think she got a hoof on a Pip-Buck?" Another one questioned as I slapped a stealth boy on and slowly walked over to them. There were three of them, wearing something like Dawn's T-51b Power Armor, except it looked more like T-45d.

'I swear to god if they've named themselves anything to do with Steel...' I thought.

"Steel Rangers, advance to target to make sure she's down." One of them, probably the leader, commanded. I'm sure they heard my facepalm, as one of them looked around in confusion.

'These assholes need to learn to aim for the chest and neck area.' Dawn told me. 'That shot would've killed them some day if it was a Deathclaw they were firing at.'

'They did do a number on you, though.' I replied with a small smirk, walking behind the 'Steel Rangers' as they crept towards Dawn's regenerating body. 'And I'm trying not to laugh back here; asshats think you're a mare, as you put it.'

'Goddammit, I'll kill them.' I could hear the sigh through his text.

'Let's mess with them instead. Unlike the Brotherhood, these guys don't have any energy weapons, so I don't run the risk of getting turned to ashes or goo.' I said, before picking up a small plank of wood and chucked it at the group. It landed right in front of the one with a saddle that had two rifles eerily similar to Anti-Materiel Rifles attached to it. He whirled around as quickly as possible, but thanks to my stealth boy he didn't see me.

"What's the matter, Private?" The leader asked, looking at him.

"Something threw wood at me, ma'am." He replied, looking three yards to my left.

"There's nothing out here, and an Alicorn wouldn't be bucking with you, Bullseye." She said, probably frowning under that helmet. Wonder what the other part of his name was.

"If you say so, ma'am." He reluctantly muttered, turning his attention back to the pile of Alicorn.

'Something's not right with the third one.' I told Dawn, noting that the one I was talking about was eerily calm.

'Watch him. I have a sneaking suspicion as to what he is.' Dawn replied as he started shifting.

"She's not dead?!" The leader exclaimed in shock. They rose their weapons up to attempt to kill Dawn, while he got to his hooves and glared at them.

"First," he began. "I'M MALE!" The shout sent them reeling back in shock. "Second, I'm your goddamn ruler!"

"Lies!" The mare hissed, while the other two looked at each other in confusion. "Grey, Bullseye, take her down!" The click of three triggers sounded out as I chuckled.

"Looking for these?" I called out as the stealth boy finally drained completely. They whirled around as I held up two AMR mags and a 10mm sub-machine gun mag. Luckily VATS give me ten seconds for every thousandth of a second in real time, so it was extremely easy to take their ammunition.

"H-How?" Bullseye stammered, backing up. A combat knife suddenly found its way into his visor as Grey grunted. Without even stopping to withdraw his knife, he grasped the shocked mare's head and violently twisted to the right, almost turning her head 180 as her neck snapped. He killed them both before Bullseye's corpse hit the ground.

"How many of you are there?" Dawn asked without flinching. The suited up dude stared at him for a moment, before chuckling.

"Twenty or so left, even 200 years after the war, we're hard to get rid of." Sounds like humans. "The legends about you said that you'd only be gone for a hundred, not twelve hundred years." Dawn was surprised for a brief moment.

"I was only gone for a year, my time." Dawn waved his hoof at me. "A teleporter that Ivan has malfunctioned and sent us here instead of a placed called Big Mountain."

"Odd name." The armored pony, I think, mused, before holding out a hoof to me. I shook it. "Infiltrator of the last of the Changelings at your service. Code name's Grey Shot, at the moment. Subject to change whenever necessary."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked in slight confusion. Dawn beat Grey Shot to the punch.

"Changelings don't really need names to identify each other." He explained.

"We use pheromones." Shot added.

"Hmm..." Grace muttered, and would be rubbing her chin if she had one.

"So, what're you doing with these Brotherhood rip-offs?" I asked, looking at the saddle containing two Anti-Materiel Rifles. The strange thing was that they were wielded to the metal, so I had no way to use them without making Dawn carry them. "And what the hell do you call these?"

"Battle saddles." Grey replied. "And I was infiltrating the squad to help myself survive by leeching off of their emotions."

"Changelings are naturally parasites, but when I was kicked out they were also omnivores, like I was forced to become." Dawn added before I could ask.

"So, you a earth pony or a pegasus at the moment?" I asked, noting that he didn't have a piece of bone sticking out of his forehead. That got him to laugh, much to our confusion.

"Oh that's rich..." He finally decided to answer after laughing some more. "Most of the pegasi retreated above the clouds and sealed them off from the rest of the world as soon as the first megaspells hit. The bloody traitors have been up there for over two hundred years now. Any pegasi you see under the cloud cover are known as Dashites, and have Rainbow Dash's cutie mark branded over their own."

"And Celestia just let them?" Dawn all but growled.

"Canterlot's been hit badly." Shot answered, confusing Dawn. He preformed a facehoof. "Sorry, forgot for a second that you left before Canterlot was established... After the fighting 1,200 years ago, the castle you were familiar with was pretty much destroyed. Celestia decided that it was a good idea to build a new castle, and an evil as fuck forest sprung up almost overnight around the ruins."

"What makes it evil?" I asked.

"Before the war, there were all sorts of nasty creatures waiting to make ponies their lunch. After... Well, let's just say that the radiation is the least of your worries." Kinda like the wastes in certain areas.

"Diamond Dogs make it?" Dawn rose an eyebrow. Grey Shot shuddered.

"They're Hellhounds, now." He said. "Thank fuck we're not anywhere near their territory or else we'd be dead."

"How bad?" I asked, dreading the answer.

"Still intelligent, bigger, meaner, ability to use firearms and magical weapons, and can tunnel under you until they ambush your ass on all sides and slice you to ribbons with footlong claws on each digit." He explained. Jesus fuck it sounds like they're a mix between the intelligent raiders, deathclaws, and tunnelers. Dawn seemed to think the same thing.

"So, what did you mean by every pegasus down here was a Dashite?" Dawn asked as we started moving. We took all their shit, excluding the armor, while Grey slung the saddle onto his back.

"Dashite was derived from the fact that the last Element of Loyalty, Rainbow Dash, pretty much said fuck off to the pegasi when the megaspells hit, since she considered them cowards for abandoning ponykind." He began. "They didn't take kindly to that, so they tossed their opinion of her faster than a filly whose hat is on fire. The 'Grand' Pegasus Enclave brands these traitors and casts them below the cloud cover to fend for themselves." Enclave... Where have I heard that name before...

'Arcade Gannon is a scientist in the Enclave.' Dawn messaged me. Now I knew; they were worse than the Brotherhood. Luckily, most members of the Enclave were killed or they ran away in the Mojave way before I came to the throne.

"We have something similar to the Enclave back where I'm from." I said. "They show their faces yet?" Grey shook his head, causing me to sigh in relief.

"Except for 'brief inspections', nobody's seen hide nor hair of the bastards." He answered, before eying both of our Pip-Boys. "Where did you get those Pip-Bucks?"

"Pip-Boys." I corrected. "And we both got them after waking up in a man's house. Dawn, because he appeared out of nowhere unconscious. I did because I took two 9mm bullets to my forehead and survived with only scars. Doc said that they used to belong to him and his wife, and he had no use for them anymore, so he gave them to us."

"You do realize how much one of those is worth, right?" He jabbed a hoof at my wrist.

"One's enough to purchase all of New Vegas." I answered. "Your Pip-Bucks able to do this?" With that, I put the AMR mags into my inventory while tossing the sub-machine gun mag back.

You picked up 14 .50 AP rounds. It said as I swiftly drew out Old Glory and started using the flagpole as a walking staff. Dawn chuckled as Grey just stopped moving, allowing the both of us to pass him.