Fallout Equestria: I Forgot to Remember

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I yelled as a laser put a hole my ear. What did I do!? Why are suited up ponies shooting at me!? I realized that none of those questions would have answers anytime soon. There were three blasts from a shotgun, I looked back to find the three ponies lying in a puddle of their own gore. Oh good, now all I have to do is get some metal things and I get a free ear piercing.  I cringed at the gore-puddle slowly seeping towards my hooves. Poor bastards. I waved for Point Blank to follow.

"Who were those guys?" I asked Point Blank, all I knew about them is that they had fancy hats and trench coats, I reluctantly looted their ammo and Meds. How can Point Blank do this for a living? It's terrible!

"Regulators, they're out to get any raider they can get their hooves on, good money but I couldn't stand to be a 'good guy'". She slung her shogun onto her back and cracked her neck. "So, where we headin'?.

"To Medic's I guess. Nowhere else to go." I started walking towards the transparent marker on my Compass. '27m away'. Oh good, not that far. While we walked I heard crunches under my hooves. Bones. Oh Godesses I'm stepping on dead Ponies. I shuddered, thinking of what kind of ponies the bones belonged to. They could have been simple office workers, even just a janitor...some of them could be foals... No, no, no, don't think like that.... I lost my train of though when I hit my muzzle on a set of double doors. I took a step back and looked 'Neighmaker Hotel'. I never looked at the name of the building that Medic called her 'Hideout'. Neighmaker....why does that sound familiar? Oh well, I swung open the doors and yelled

"Honey I'm hooooome!" I heard a door slam and the sound of claws and paws on wood.

"Queenston?! Bloody hell I was worried sick! I thought you went and died! And who the hell is this?! A raider?! Point Blank waved "Where'd you get those guns too? Never mind I don't even care, get in the Clinic. Now."

We followed Medic to the Clinic. I was actually slightly terrified. I understand that she was worried but this is ridiculous, who is she? My mother? Once we got inside Medic took P. Blank's shotgun, I swear, I think she sniffled a little. I sat on Medic's couch, P. Blanks chose to stand.

"Okay, so you're okay? Nothing bad happened?" I told her that I was fine, just the new hole in my ear. Thank The Goddesses that it was lasers, automatically cauterized, only stings for a little... Point Blank introduced herself, Medic made it clear that I were to keep her on a 'short leash'. Literally. She gave me a leash, out it on P. Blank, and told me to keep a close eye on her.

At least an hour later we heard a knock on the door. Medic rose from the dining table and answered it.

"Welcome to my Clinic, how can I he-" She was cut off as the butt of a rifle connected with her face. I kicked my chair away and nearly sprinted over to her. In the doorway stood a pony, wearing black and red combat armour with what appeared to be a crescent moon on the breast plate.

"Well, well, well, looks like our Gryphon got 'erself a buddy!" The stallion gave Medic a kick in the ribs. I used all of my strength not to straight up break his spine. "Bit lonely are ye? Looking for somepony to fill that gap in ye chest? Well, I know who can fill that reaaaall good..." I didn't like the sound of that.

"O-oh, Mo-moriarty, I-I didn't think I'd be s-seeing you again!" Medic let out a hacking cough, did that fucker break her ribs?

"You really thought that you could get away from us? The Bloodmoon Slavers don't let go of our catches too easily, lass. Gryphons are REAL valuable ye know?" Wait. Bloodmoon Slavers? Shit. That guy on the radio said something about them. Why the hell would they know who Medic is? I went to help Medic to her feet but instead I got a good solid buck to the face. I saw Point Blank rise from the table and unsheathe her machete. Medic and I scooted away from the door, P. Blank leap into 'Moriarty', getting a good slice into his shoulder. He didn't even have time to recover, her machete collided with his face. I expected her to stop right then but she kept wailing on him, blood covering herself.

""By the Goddess! Moriarty!" Oh, of course he has friends. I got Medic onto the couch while P. Blank went to 'work' on the Slavers. When she got back she was covered in blood, she dropped the machete and fell to the ground.

"Holy fuck I'm tired."