Fallout Equestria: Memento Mori
Playtime's Over
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Crack! Boom!
Another flying death machine bites the dust. I reload another set of AP rounds and duck behind an upturned desk. Boom Boom tosses a frag over the table.
"Die zebra sc-" Boom!
Hoofbump given. Hoofbump received. I look at my two companions with a grin," I do believe we are out of the woods sirs."
"Wait when were we in the woods?" Boom asks. I stare at him blankly. He's serious isn't he.
Crimson just rolls his eyes at Boom," It's an expression genius."
"Ooooh," and the light turns on," I don't get it." Then explodes in a thousand shards of clueless. Nice. Crimson opens his mouth but promptly shuts it and starts rummaging through the pile of robot guts on the floor. Yep he just gave up. I rummage through the various crates and boxes that litter the little receptionist area. Not finding a damn thing that's noteworthy. A few caps, an empty can, a knife whizzing right at my fa- OH SHIT!!!
I fall backwards as a knife imbeds itself where my head had just been. Whew. Lucky and I even landed on something soft.
"Hey get your big flank off me," Boom Boom squirms under me. Hey my flank is not big. Oh crap. Two zebras are in the doorway and one has a blowgun in his mouth aimed right at me. A beam of pink magic fries his throat though so it's all good. Grabbing my rifle I dodge another knife and duck behind a desk. Boom Boom ducks under me as I take aim over the desk. He glances over his cover as I take a shot. It misses him and he sends another dagger flying my way. Whoa I think he took some fur off my ear. Boom Boom pulls a frag from his bag, pulls the pin, and throws it over to the zebra. The zebra rolls out form his cover.
BOOM!
Gotcha.
My shot slams him into a wall. I trot over to him as he sits up. Blood is leaking down his right shoulder. I press a hoof against the wound causing him to yell out in pain.
"I'm sorry for the discomfort but I need some information and if you would be so kind as to tell me why are you here?"
"Burn in-"
A pink laser hits his left shoulder.
"The lady asked you a question." Crimson says. Aww such a gentlecolt. The zebra thrashes but I hold him in place. He eventually looks up at me with a hate filled glare.
"Curse your race pony I am not talking," he spits in my face. Ok stripes that is it. I calmly wipe the spit from my muzzle and smile sweetly at him. I believe a lesson in manners is needed here and I am more than happy to oblige.
"You know," I purr into his ear," I can be very nice when ponies are polite. And I've been nothing but to you and you literally spit in my face." I flick Memento out and slide all nine inches into his left shoulder. He screams in pain. " Now I'll ask. One. More. Time. Why are you here?"
He looks up at me," Fuck-" I twist the blade roughly," Gah! Damn it! Kill me Malaya I will not talk."
Very well but only because you begged," Avec plaisir." I pull Memento out and slice his gut open. He looks down in shock as his intestines fall on the grimy floor. Well what do you know he did spill his guts for me. I turn around and start walking toward the exit as he starts screaming.
"That can't be sanitary," Boom Boom says. He sticks his tongue out in disgust and follows. Crimson walks up beside me with a look of curiosity. Which is kinda weird considering he's a psychopath. Then again we all are.
"What?"
"You seem to like torture," He says.
"Umm," I say slightly creeped out right now. Seriously getting the creeper vibes from the stallion," Just trying to get information from him. I wouldn't say I enjoyed it." Total lie I loved ever second of it.
"Uh huh sure," he gives me a knowing look.
"Umm ok. I'm gonna stop talking to you until the creeper vibes go away ok? Ok."
I trot (quickly) away from Crimson. seriously what is his deal? Is he going through a faze or something or is he actually....Oh hell no he better not be. Not that I would mind....aaaand killing that thought right there. Didn't stop it just murdered it. Damn it! I hate emotions and their ilk. We walk out of the Ministry HUB. the sun is just beginning to go down. I take a look at my Pipbuck's map. There's a small settlement dubbed Wraithrun a few miles east of us.
"Lets head here. We need to stock up on supplies besides I would kill for an orange right now." My companions or lackeys (who can tell anymore) nod and we set out to Wraithrun.
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You know maybe Wraithrun wasn't such a good idea. Ponies start glaring at us the second we enter the place and their not staring at me either. Crimson's armor marks him as Enclave. Gonna have to fix that. Thankfully no one attacks us right out of the gate so that's a bonus. As well I notice that a lot of the ponies here look like they haven't eating in days. We walk into a shop that has 'Crusty's Stuffs' on its front door. Inside the shelves are full of food and bottles of water. It's stocked more than Dad's shop was and that's saying something.
"What ya want?" a mule crows at me from behind the counter.
"Your soul," Boom Boom says as he looks over the counter. Gotta admit that is cute. I ruffle his mane.
"He's strange forgive him. Bullets and medical supplies. Oh and do you by any chance have something that would cover that? " I ask pointing to Crimson who is looking through the gun section.
"An Enclave eh?" He looks at me with a scrutinizing eye before shrugging," Not a thing. As fer the supplies. It's a hundred caps fer a potion. Bullets vary by type and start at twenty caps per round."
A hundred caps! What the hell old mule!?
"Your kidding me right?" I ask.
"Nope. Don't like it get th' hell outa my shop."
"Forgive me for being pushy but two hundred caps for a potion is outrageous," I say trying to be civil. Don't like starting a fire-fight here. Wow me reasonable. I'm losing my touch.
"Take it up with someone that cares bitch. Now get th' hell outa my shop."
You know that isn't polite. None at all. Heh I just found my niche. I extend a hoof at Boom Boom," Dear give me a frag please." I keep my eyes on the mule who is giving me a glare. Boom Boom hoofs a frag to me. I set it on the counter and start tapping my hoof against it," How about we do this then a trade. I get my supplies and you get to live."
He continues glaring at me," You'll die to ya dumb bitch."
"He's got a point," Crimson says from the gun section. Who's side is he on? "But I don't know how the hell he stays in business. These prices are outrageous."
"I'm the only free market this side of Poulis. Ponies pay or chance a trip through slaver territory and trust me they pay."
"So you take advantage of the ponies here," I rasie my eyebrow at him.
"Like your one to talk. I've heard about you on the radio. Your that Survivor Retrospect was talkin' about." He gives me a smug look.
I smile sweetly at him. So he's heard of me eh. I lean in close, my muzzle inches from his ear," Then you know what I'm capable of."
"You wouldn't dare kill me," he says his voice hitching ever so slightly," I'm an important figure here and I have important friends." Well what a coincidence so do I and her name is Memento. She meets his throat. He stumbles back, blood gushing from his throat. He falls to the floor and quickly bleeds out. Crimson walks up to me with a bored expression.
"Just gotta kill everywhere we go don't you."
"He started it," I cross my hooves over my chest and initiate The Pout. Boom Boom giggles and proceeds to clean out his explosives rack. I spot a couple of cans of purple spray paint and get an idea. I grab one and give Crimson a smile," Hey stand still for me real quick."
"What are you-" I start spraying his armor on the blue parts with my can of paint. He jumps back like I just tried to stab him," Don't you dare."
"Oh come on it's either this or you go without the armor," I scoff," And I'd rather not have to stare at your sexy fl-" I clop a hoof over my mouth. Damn it Silk think before you speak. He looks at me with a shocked expression before smiling coyly.
"My sexy what?" He asks as he leans toward me with a smoldering look. Wow I never realized his eyes are blue before.
"Get a room," Boom Boom gags. Thank you twerp. I look away from the twin oceans of blue to anything that isn't near Crimson.
"Ju-just let me paint your armor," I say quietly, a blush creeping along my cheeks," Your a walking target out here."
"Alright," Crimson breathes before turning his body.
I wordlessly start spraying the blue sections of his armor. When I'm done the armor looks a little like my shadowbolt jump suit. I walk behind the counter and start pillaging the register. Inside there are over a thousand caps easy. Jackpot! I spot a medical box and pop it open. I grab the seven potions and three Radaway inside. I decide to leave the chems. Never trusted those things. After all my body is a temple. I down one of the Radaway and purge my body of all radiation. Mmmm oranges.
I start grabbing bottles of water and enough food to last a while. There's still a ton of food when I'm done. I consider taking it all but my consciousness decides to crawl up from its hole. The ponies here are starving. I know starvation is cruel even for me. Ugh fine conscience have your own bloody way. Goddess so annoying.
I grab a bottle of water and walk outside. An earth mare is just outside looking extremely pitiful. I wave the bottle of water in front of her," Hey why are the prices in this shop so freaking outrageous."
She reaches for the bottle but I pull it back," Information first."
"It's cause of the Brotherhood," she croaks," Crusty has connections with em. He had the prices so high because he was the only thing standing between this town and slavery."
"Who are the Brotherhood and why not just defend yourselves?" In my old home we had dealt with slavers before but they pretty much steered clear because they liked to live. Slavery sickened Dad to his core. A feeling I used to share and still do. If your going to beat a pony or force yourself on them at least do them the courtesy of killing them afterword's.
"There are only family's here. No fighters. We can't defend ourselves."
I toss her the bottle. She rips the cap off and starts chugging it greedily.
"Hey everypony there's a ton of free food in there help yourselves just mind the dead body inside!" I shout. Ponies look at me like I'm crazy but I ignore them and start forward.
"Why the sudden burst of nice," Crimson says beside me," Your brain get fried or something."
"I'm not gonna eat all that food so why let it go to waste," I shrug.
Boom Boom yawns," Hey I'm tired aan we stop somewhere and rest?" HIs eyes are starting to droop and I can feel mine start to go the same direction. Damn it I'm tired too. I spot a small bar that says it has rooms for use. We trot inside. There's a ghoul behind the counter. What's left of her coat is red. Never minded ghouls myself and the few I had met were nice enough so I never really treated them any different. I thought that hey life pretty much screwed them so why make it any harder to go on them.
Ghouls were the unlucky few that had been flash exposed to ridiculous amount of magic radiation and had been unlucky enough not to die. Their fur falls out and they looked like someone took a cheese grater to their face. Most retain who they are will others become mindless flesh-eating zombies. They age slower too. Met one once that had been around before the war. She made a business deal with Dad and we started carrying a book she had made in our shop, 'The Wasteland Survival Guide'. She was nice but had a wonky eye that made her look like she was looking two different directions.
"How much for a room?" I asked her.
"Ten bits," she rasped.
Finally a service that didn't cost crazy caps. I put the caps on the counter and she gave me a key. Crimson is grimacing openly at the ghoul pony. Rude much? I swat his shoulder," Don't be rude."
Crimson gives me a look while the ghoul chuckles," Its alright filly I'm used to it by now but thank you for trying. Don't get too many fleshies that have manners here in truth. What's your name?"
"Silk Edge," I curtsy.
"Maple Leaf," she nods," So where you folks from?"
"Back east by the Zebrican Border."
Maple whistled, or tried to," Some trouble brewing that way. Well be careful around here and steer clear of the Brotherhood."
"Oh you have no idea," I chuckle darkly," So where are these Brotherhood guys anyway?"
"Shiresabot," Maple says," A good day's walk from here."
My jaw clenches at that. I need to get to Shiresabot and those damn slavers have taken the place over. I let out a tired sigh. Looks like I get to clear out some slavers. Yay.
"Thank you," I start up the stairs," Come on guys lets get dome sleep."
The rooms is small and has a single bed and a couch. In the back is a semi clean bathroom with a shower. Crimson makes for the couch and starts pulling his armor off. Does he really have to make it look so freaking sexy? I make a beeline for the shower and turn the water on. Rad free. Yes! Oh sweet glorious clean water. I pull my armor off and my jumpsuit and jump in and start cleaning the blood stains from my coat. The water is cold but I could care less.
After the simply amazing shower I trot into the room feeling clean and refreshed. Boom Boom is curled up on the bed snoring softly while Crimson is laying on the couch faced away from me. He turns to look at me," About time I thought you had-"
He just stares at me. I raise an eyebrow at him," What?"
Pomf
I stifle a giggle behind my hoof as his wings go primary up. His white fur turns red as he tries to control his wings. I lean toward him and purr," Like what you see?" I give him a sultry smirk.
He starts stammering,' I-I uh umm," he gives up," Wow."
I eye him up and down. Even up close he is quite the specimen. Roguishly handsome and taught muscles that rippled under his stark white fur. I give my tail a flick and start to feel a familiar heat form in my body. I refrain from chewing on my lip. Crap I'm so freaking nervous. Crimson gulps visibly. Why am I leaning toward him? And why do I not want this to stop? The rational part of my brain screams at me to stop and I promptly tell it to fuck off. The scent of octane and sweat enter my nose. Mmm why does this smell so good? I feel his lips on mine and I realize he just kissed me. His lips are rough and I love it. He pulls back and looks at me with an unsure look in his eyes.
I should stop. Rationality. What? Shut up. I lean forward and recapture his lips. I'm taking the lead. I push him onto the couch and drape my body over him. My wings seek his out and I glide my primaries over his. His breathe catches between our lips. He suddenly grabs me and switches our positions. I squeak at the sudden movement. Oh wow that is sexy. Crimson is starting down at me with half-lidded eyes, his breathing is heavy. I pull him down with my wings and our lips meet again in desperation. His tongue probes my lips and I allow him passage. He tastes like rain. Our tongues wrestle with each other for dominance. He had done this before. He takes over the show as I melt into him. I moan into his mouth and he does the same.
Boom Boom whimpers in his sleep and shakes me from my current mindset. Damn it mood-killer. You've had your fun. Now back to the pit from whence you came. I shall have my revenge Rationality.
"Come on," I say as I push him off and go over to the bed," Lets get some sleep."
"Yeah lets uh lets do that," Crimson says," Um good night."
He lays down on the couch and turns his back to me. I climb in bed. Boom Boom whimpers again and curls up against me. Despite the major cock block Boom Boom did I can't help but smile down at him. Your lucky your so cute. I start stroking his mane.
"Mommy," Boom Boom mumbles. Was not expecting that. I look down at him in disbelief. Did he just...? No he couldn't have. I'm not qualified to be a mother anyway. He's probably just dreaming about his own mother. Mother. Why do I want to hear him call me that? Maybe its temporary insanity. Yeah that's it. Kissing Crimson fried my brain and now I'm thinking in tongues. I hazard a look at Crimson. His back is still turned and he's breathing evenly, asleep. I curl my tail around Boom Boom and let the sweet abyss of sleep take me over.
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Where the hell am I? All around me is an abyss. Nothingness. Empty. This is a pretty fucked up dream. Five seconds in and I'm bored. Hungry too so that's fun.
"Okay seriously what the fuck is going on here?"
"Your dreaming."
"The creepy voice." It sounds female and is rich and cultured. Powerful too.
"Still amazed that that is your designation of me."
So the voice knows sarcasm. That's surprising.
"Well if the horseshoe fits. So who the hell are you?"
"I go by many names but for most my name is the Nightmare."
"Yeah lets just keep calling you creepy voice. So what you gonna show me my past or something. Or are you going to show me the mutilation of-"
"Nothing of the sort." The voice chuckles," I am here to show you what you can become."
Ok you have my curiosity. "And what can I become pray tell."
"A queen."
Now you have my attention. "What do you mean queen. There's nothing to rule out here."
"A queen is respected, feared. A queen only needs ponies to fear her to be so."
Uh huh that sounds like a load of brahmin shit. "Yeah whatever your selling I'm not interested in buying."
"Who said I was selling anything. What I have to offer you already have a fraction. I offer you a power you can only imagine. Think of it the power to walk among the dreams of others and know their worst fears. The shadows at your beck and call. The night weeps for a master. You have but to answer the call. "
Just like that its gone leaving me to my thoughts.
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