Fallout Equestria: Embers

You ever hear the saying "Out of the Frying Pan"? Well, that saying has a lot of effect in this situation. Life in the Stable was never easy, even before our parents died. Everypony giving us a hard time, especially me. I never seemed to get a break, always in the center of attention in a negative way. Even Flash got picked on, even know she is one of the most silent ponies I know. Mom always did her best to stand up for us, Dad never helped at all. So now I got to take of a filly in a radiated infested wasteland.

We stared out at the wasteland for a long while, to eventually I decided we need to find shelter. Goddesses' know what`s out here in this pit of hell. We walked down the small path, and onto a cracked road. Scattered around are what I assumed are wagons, from all the books I read. Flash still on back, clenched onto my neck and closed her eyes. I let out a sigh and continued on, watching out for potential threats.

After a couple minutes of walking, my Pipbuck started clicking annoyingly. I looked down to my Pipbuck and the radiation meter was approaching the yellow states. I stepped back and looked around, scanning for what the source was. I spotted a barrel tipped over, spewing green glob everywhere. I strafed around it, trying to avoid the sickly, green slime. Eventually we passed it, and onwards. We came across a pony, or what I assumed was a pony. Her skin was dissolving and showing ghastly bones beneath it. Next to her was a AS-88. Hah, I knew that weapon catalogue was useful! I levitated it up and checked around the remains for ammo. I spotted a magazine and picked it up with my magic.

I placed the extra magazine in my spare barding pocket. I glanced back at Flash and noticed she was asleep. How you can sleep on a mares back, Ill never know. She snores quite loudly too. I started trotting west, and glanced a look at my Pipbuck to make sure. This AS-88 was in decent edition, the last owner apparently doesn't know how to repair stuff. I cocked the gun and whoa that`s a cool feature. My Pipbuck had activated a system called E.F.S. I swirled around and noticed a few green bars. I figured that meant 'friendly'.

On the way to the green bars, I saw a sign that degraded a lot; but I squinted and read what it said. 'Baltimare, enjoy your visit!' I looked around and continued towards the green bars again. I stepped over the hill and spotted them, two stallions and a mare. I walked towards them and they raised theyre poorly repaired weapons." Hey, dont shoot! I`m a friendly." I said with urgency.

The mare looked over to my back and noticed Flash. She motioned a hoof to the two stallions and lowered her own weapon. "Where`d ya come from?" she asked glancing at the snoring filly on my back.

"Me and my sister got kicked out of our Stable. Please we don`t want any trouble." I said gesturing to the hill containing the steel prison. She sighed and turned around, motioning for me to follow her. I looked at the stallions and they merely shrugged. I walked over to her left and walked with her.

"Ya can travel with us ta Greenhill." she said still staring forward. I scowled at that and thought about it for a moment. She looked at me, waiting for a response. I nodded and she looked back. "Greenhill is filled with ta usual townfolk. Merchants mostly, with the typical drug dealers." she said without blinking. How is that possible?

"Thank you. I have to care of my little sister." I said with my Canterlot accent. Our Mom said that our ancestors were rich, powerful ponies. "My name is Wary and my sister`s name is Flash."

"Mah name is Waker." she said with a small smile. I glanced at the sleeping filly on my back and then at my flank. My cutie mark was two eyes focused, meaning I was always...well...focused. "Ya the third Stable pony to come out this year. First the Stable Dweller, then that mare in the Hoof named Security. Real heroes them two." she said looking back at me.

"I bet." I said looking forward. I looked around and noticed on my E.F.S., was three red bars. I looked around and saw three dirty ponies, with battered clothes. I saw a faint shimmer and felt the sensation of getting shot. Waker notioned the guards and we took cover behind a stained, broken desk in a pile of rubble. Waker pulled out a clear, glass bottle filled with purple liquid and put it to my mouth. I chugged it down and felt the wound healing slowly. I levitated my AS-88 and shot blindly behind cover.

Eventually, I noticed a option on my Pipbuck named S.A.T.S. I pressed the button and time slowed to a small halt. I aimed for the torso and activated. I successfully shot the pony and she staggered back, another shot killing her. The gunshots woke up Flash and she looked around, then looked up at me. " What`s going on?"

"Just lay down and cover your ears." she did what I said and layed down and put her forehooves to her ears, hopefully enough to block out the sound. I shot a few times and my gun clicked. I pulled out the magazine and the slapped the extra one in, and continued firing. Waker shot and a second pony fell, blood pouring onto the radiated ground. One stallion got shot in the head and fell down, dropping his ground in the process. Waker growled and shot repeatedly unto the final pony died.

She walked over to the fallen stallion and picked up his gun, placing it over her back. "Dang raiders, fuckers shouldn`t be down this far." she hissed under breath. I glanced at the dead stallion and walked over, shutting his eyes. We glanced at each other for awhile and I walked over to Flash. She was still laying down, sobbing. I sat down next to her, rubbing her head.

"Hey, it`s okay. There all gone." I said trying to comfort her. She looked up at me and sniffed, then rubbed her eyes. I picked her up and placed her on my back. I glanced back at her and smiled at her. She shot a small smile back. Looking back, Waker stared at me and we started walking towards Greenhill.