Fallout Equestria: Boundless

I slipped my scarf up, covering my mouth in warm cloth. I crouched down, my sawed off shotgun practically welded into my teeth. My desperado hat sat atop my head, coating my teal mane. I slowly approached the raider, completely oblivious to my presence. I reared up behind her, snapping her neck in one quick moment. Her limp body hit the ground, flies buzzing around it. I scrounged up whatever I could find from her and moved on. I glanced around the abandoned and destroyed shopping mall, shops and stands littered about. It makes me sad, knowing I once shopped here, and here it stands: forgotten by time.

The mare asked me to look around, and scavenge for whatever I could find. My hooves clopped on the cold ground, echoing throughout the entirety of the shopping center. Im slowly getting used to the fact that the world is destroyed. I just need to get over it, theres nothing I could have done to prevent it. I wonder why I survived, though. I mentally hit myself, back to the matter at hoof. I peeked around, looking around for anything worth any value. She said she`s really looking for tech, or anything that has anything to do with machines. Kinda hard to find stuff that works in the apocalypse.

As I looked around, I started to hear hoof steps. The clip-clopping started to make me paranoid. It got louder-and-louder, until they stopped directly outside of the shop I was in. I cocked my shotgun, ready for the threat in front of me. My E.F.S says it`s a friendly. I approached the door, my hoof reaching for the knob. I pushed it open, my gun in my mouth. Standing there was a familiar orange and green mare. "Jeez, you almost made me shoot you in the face." I loudly whispered.

"Sorry to scare you. Have you found anything?" She said, gesturing to my saddlebags. I unstrapped my saddlebags, setting them on the ground. I pulled open the flap, digging through my bags like it was Nightmare Night candy. I pulled out a flashlight, dirt and scratches scattered around on it, a peculiar looking rifle, green energy surging through it and into the tip, and lastly: A rusty old Pipbuck.

"It`s all I found. Had to kill a raider to get past, though." I said, pointing to the stash of tech laying In front of me. She stared a long awhile at the rifle though, studying it. Eventually, she scooped up the stash of tech and dumped them in her saddlebags. She blinked, scanning around our surroundings. She raised up her hoof, silently telling me to be quiet. A faint beeping came into my hearing, growing louder-and-louder. I know that sound...

I tackled her, the explosion barely missing us. Fire and shrapnel rained down, bathing us in it. Bullets started flying, striking the cold, hard shopping mall floor. I stood up, and immediately crouched down, trying not to get filled with lead. A bullet hit a speaker, triggering a song to come on. The song emanated out the speaker, almost drowning out the gunshots.

Yippie, Yay!
There`ll be no wedding bells for today!

I slid out my sawed-off shotgun, sliding in shells. The mare pulled out a hunting rifle, cocking it. I finished reloading and peeked over the railing we dove behind, firing blindly. They returned the shots, occasionally hitting the railing or the wall behind us.

I got spurs, that jingle, jangle, jingle!
As I go ridin` merrily along!
And they sing, aint you glad youre single!
And that song ain`t so far from wrong!

"What`s your name?" I asked, trying desperately to hit somepony.

"Dove. Yours?" She replied over the shooting.

"Brisk."

Oh, Lillie belle!
Oh, Lillie belle!
Though I may have done some foolin`!
This is why I never fell!

Finally, a shell hit one of them, puncturing their flesh and into their heart. A raider reared up behind us, and I threw my knife; it striking him in the eye. He hit the ground, blood pouring out and around my knife. I continued firing, sometimes getting lucky hits on somepony. Dove fired slowly, striking with precision.

I got spurs, that jingle, jangle, jingle!
As I go ridin` merrily along!
And they sing, aint you glad youre single!
And that song ain`t so far from wrong!

A bullet struck me in the hoof. A painful, burning sensation entered, coating my entire hoof in pure agony. I ignored it, focusing on the battle, I`m determined to win. Bullets flew back-and-forth, covering the air in heat.

I got spurs, that jingle, jangle, jingle!
I got spurs, that jingle, jangle, jingle!
As I go ridin` merrily along!
As I go ridin` merrily along!
And they sing, aint you glad youre single!
And they sing, aint you glad youre single!
And that song ain`t so far from wrong!
And that song ain`t so far from wrong!

I dropped my shotgun, its barrels bented above repair. I pulled out my assault rifle, its magazine shining in the light. I pulled the handle back, and let it go; it quickly sliding back into position. I aimed down the sights, the gun fixed on a raiders head. I exhaled and fired, the raiders head reacting violently; his brain matter splattering all over the wall behind him.

Oh, Lillie belle!
Oh, Lillie belle!
Though I may have done some foolin`!
This is why I never fell!

I strafed over to a turned over stand, its counter shielding me from incoming fire. I blindly returned the shots, striking the walls and if Im lucky, a raider. As my magazine slowly emptied, Dove continued firing sharply. I swear, she has not missed on shot. Yet...

I got spurs, that jingle, jangle, jingle!
As I go ridin` merrily along!
And they sing, aint you glad youre single!
And that song ain`t so far from wrong!

The song ended abruptly, leaving the mall shrouded in silence. Bodies and bullet casings lay on the ground, both empty in contents. Dove stopped firing, her hoof remaining on the trigger. I lowered my gun, the magazine empty. The clip hit the ground, the metal clunking against the ground. I let out a breath I didnt know I was holding. "It couldve been worse." I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"Besides the fact that we could have died." Dove replied, not missing a single beat. I glowered at her.

"We didn`t though." I said, desperately trying to lighten the mood. The little time I spent with Dove, I learned that she is one for the truth and the facts. Maybe I should stick with her...

"We still need more... stuff." She said 'stuff', like she is disgusted by the word. I mouthed 'okay', and started off to the left, find something valuable. As I walked, I stared around. Everything was forgotten, abandoned as soon as the world ended, leaving a lifeless carcass of a once great location of friendship and fellowship.

I crouched down near a dead body, the flesh rotting away slowly. I sighed annoyingly, dreading this a whole lot. I lowered my hoof, digging through the remainssaddlebags. I felt something cold and small, rounded with sharp edges. I scooped it into my hoof, holding in the underside of my hoof. I pulled my hoof out. Bottlecaps. Dove told me theyre money and to find as many as I could. Dont understand why ponies dont use bits anymore. I dumped it into my saddlebags and entered the remains again, searching for something else.

I gave up looking for something individual and just snatched the saddlebags, dumping the contents on the ground. A piece of paper landed silently, crumpled and burned on the corner. I reached my hoof down, grabbing it and unfolded it, straightening it out.

Dear Crazz,
We did want you wanted, the rainbow maned mare got it alright. She shouldnt be stealing anymore supplies from us anymore. You said something about a cargo job? Anyway, the Ministry of Morale have been cracking down on us, so well pay the pink mare a visit as well.

From,
Frock.

I blinked in surprise. Crazz, the same pony from the hospital note. Maybe, the Ministry of Awesome was funding Doctor Flameheart for the medical research, but he went over their funding budget an Crazz got involved. I slipped the note into my saddlebags, and looked back down at the ground. A glowing orb sat there, emanating a small white light. That wasn`t there before. I glanced around, looking for the pony who placed it there.

I picked it up, studying it. After a couple minutes of staring at it, It started hurting my eyes and I dropped it into my saddlebags. I stood up, my hooves cracking. Wow, I`ve been sitting that long. I swatted my mane out of my eyes, a few teal hairs gliding down towards the floor. I trotted around, looking for Dove; hoping she knows who Crazz is. I slowed down, shooting a glance at my Pipbuck. According to my fancy watch, she should be over here. I walked in the direction of the blue dot, keeping watch for red dots.

I felt a stinging sensation in my neck, slowly making my way down the rest of my body. Before I knew it, my body became numb and paralyzed. I dropped to the ground, my hooves incapable of moving. I desperately tried shifting my hooves, but found no prevail. Ponies in leather armor came into my vision, tying my hooves together. They talked to each other, but muffled by rusty-colored gas masks. One pony crouched down to eye level and said:

"Looks like you were forgotten, little mare."

Footnote: Level Up!
Precision: 20% better chance of scoring a critical hit on the head.

Credit goes to Kkat for letting me play in her endless world and Extra credit for making the original. Sorry for the short chapter, but I`ve been sick all weekend and still sick. If you like what you see, go berserk on that Like button. Thank you, you beautiful ponies!