Fallout: Equestria - Lost Souls

Sane's anxiety spiked as the door opened and the dark figure of a pony stepped inside the doorway.

“Who are you?” Sane's voice betrayed his fear but the gun in his hooves gave him all the authority he needed to ask questions. By the figures features he figured it was a Pegasus, probably a mare given her small frame. He turned on the light on his gun to get a better picture.

A lavender colored mare with a moderately long blue mane stood petrified with shock at the sight of the gun. She held nothing but a small feather duster.

“I asked a question.” Sane stated with a bit more confidence.

“M-my name is Flora. I'm just the maid for the motel. I-I honestly did not know anypony was staying in here.” She slowly held out her hoof with a key in it to support her argument. “Mr. Smalls never told me anypony had taken this room.”

The fact she was holding a feather duster and a room key, along with the knowledge of Smalls allowed Sane to relax and lower his weapon. “I'm sorry... You just can't be to careful.” Sane added. “Smalls has you clean at night?”

“Yes, but only the occupied rooms.” She sneered. Her demeanor changed significantly without the thought of death on her mind. “For obvious reasons.” She snapped.

“I said I was sorry.” Sane's cheeks flushed red. “I did;t mean to scare you. I thought you were a thief.” This was a lie, he had mostly been counting on a Enclave Troop.

“Well You Thought Wrong!” She did not wait for a reply as she stormed out the doorway, slamming the door behind her.

Sane winced as the door slammed and heard Milky jump out of bed behind him. He turned quickly to face the bewildered mare.

“The fuck was that?” Milky demanded, her head on a swivel as she searched the room.

“Nothing nothing.” Sane replied quickly. “Just somepony who had the wrong room.”

“So you slammed the door?” Milky's agitation evident.

“No they did.”

“Did you say something to them?”

“Welll..” Sane looked down at the gun in his hoof.

“You Shot Them!!?” Milky almost shouted.

“Oh No No!” Sane replied quickly, waving his hooves in front of him, unfortunately, with the gun still in his grasp.

Milky dropped to the floor quickly. “Sane, What The Fuck?”

“Oh Geez Sorry.” Sane quickly dropped the gun back on his pack. He looked up at Milky, with his cheeks flush with color as he scratched the back of his head.

Milky growled as she got back up, only to fall on the bed. “I'm too tired for this shit,” she grumbled. “Just go back to sleep.”

“Yeah, like That's gonna happen.” He murmured. Nonetheless he lay down anyway. It took him almost an hour before he was able to doze off but at least he was able.

When Sane woke a few hours later he turned to see that Milky was gone. However the sight of the closed latrine door settled his nerves. He was still a little groggy but he needed to get out of the bed or else he wouldn't. A small beam of sunlight entered the room in the space between the curtains. Sane took a moment to appreciate the sight as once his own beam of light used to greet him when he was a young colt. He heard the door to the bathroom creak open and decided he should start prepping his equipment to trek the dangers of the Wasteland.

“Good morning.” Milky greeted him when she saw he was up.

“Morning.” Replied Sane with little enthusiasm.

“Don't be such a downer.” Milky cooed. With that being said she went to pick at her own gear. In truth she could not blame Sane for feeling a tad bit upset with the situation. She was quite upset to yet chose to hide it.

Once they were done they took a quick look to make sure they had not forgotten any of their few pieces of equipment. Satisfied the room was barren once more they shut the door and proceeded to the office where Smalls still sat as if he had never moved. Sane would have he was fake if they had not talked to him the day before, well... It wasn't much of a conversation anyway.

Sane trotted up to the counter and placed the key in front of him.

“Did you lock it?” Smalls asked without sparring so much as a glance from his magazine.

“Oh... uh I'm sorry, I don't think we did. You want me to go back and-”

“Don't worry about it.” He sighed in a way that made his impatience apparent. “I'll lock it later.”

“Oh, well thanks.” Milky chimed but was disappointed to get a grunt in response.

Without another word Milky huffed and stormed abruptly out of the office. Sane was a mere two seconds behind her.

“How can one be so rude?” She asked herself more than anything.

Sane however, answered anyway. “Maybe he is just getting old?” He chuckled.

“Oh please, he couldn't be past his low thirties.” Milky argued.

“Well he did give us a room, at a discounted cost from what I could tell.”

“It wasn't a discount it was the... Oh never mind.” Milky sighed. “Lets just get moving. We're not going to make it to another town or city until late tomorrow night, maybe evening if we keep a good pace.” Milky explained.

“What are we waiting for?”

Sane and Milky had not used much supplies considering they had only traveled one day as of far but they did fill their supply on water as a preventative measure. However upon their departure they found they had one of two choices.

On one hoof they could follow the old road for a sense of direction, possible shelter for the night and avoiding wildlife. However on the other hoof abandoning the road would minimize their chances of running into raiders or the Enclave for that matter. The possibility of getting lost was quite the risk however. Despite the PD's map Milky did not trust the terrain features and the map could lead them dead smack into a mountain, killing precious time.

After they mulled it over they decided to take the road where the map was more reliable and their was a possibility of a temporary shelter for the night to come.

The sun's unfiltered light along with the dessert's flat terrain features was enough for them see potential threats from miles away. They were also happy to discover their was nopony or no thing in sight. However their luck didn't last more than hour. Milky had spotted a camper on the side of the road but thought nothing of it That was until, they were close enough to see movement inside and hear shrill, over enthusiastic laughter. Deciding they had gotten too close to come up with a detour they simply trotted by in a manner in which they implied they were not curious with the ponies's affairs inside. It didn't work as they had planned.

The door to the camper swung open just as Milky and Sane were passing by. A grotesque mannered unicorn with blue fur and a orange mane greeted them heartedly.

Awww shit. Sane mumbled. By the sound of it he could tell the stallion was not alone. Sane kept his hoof on the pistol grip but did not draw just yet.

With a sigh the unicorn  trotted over casually. “Where are we heading?” He asked as polite as he could.

  “Nowhere really, we are naught but travelers of the Waste.” Sane replied in a sarcastic manner.

“That's a lot of sophisticated gear for a couple of travelers to be totting around, and isn't that armor from a Stable?” The unicorn asked.

“Whats it to you?” Milky shot back.

“Oh it could be a lot to me. Where'd ya get it from?”

“Come on Milky, lets go.” Sane could tell this was heading exactly where he thought.

Milky sneered at the unicorn and turned with Sane to walk away.

Sane heard the distinctive click of a weapon and instinctively pulled his pistol, turned and fired. The shot was not as accurate as he would have hoped for it only grazed the raider over his shoulder. However it did do the job of distracting him so that the raider dropped his gun and cried out, giving Sane enough time to take aim and put one through his skull.

The noise was more than enough to alert whoever was still in the camper and there was no cover anywhere nearby. Milky bought Sane and herself time to think by shooting rounds at the camper, discouraging anypony inside from leaving the camper. Sane suddenly had an idea. “Keep them busy.” Sane told her as he ran toward the camper, hoping nopony would get brave and peek. Sane would make to easy a target charging the camper like that.

He dropped as low as he could so that if anypony looked out the window they would have to look straight down to see him. The ponies inside were indeed armed and instead of taking aim they held only their guns out of the window and laid down a barrage of blind gunfire. The longer this took, the chances of a stray bullet hitting Milky increased.

Sane holstered his pistol and pulled a long strip of medical wrappings from his med kit and matches from another as he searched for the gas tank which he found once he made his way around the vehicle. The raiders had not seemed to notice him yet as they were focused on the incoming fire. If there was any gas left in the tank a makeshift fuse and fire would be more than enough to take out the raiders.

When he popped the cap off of the tank he was greeted by the overwhelming scent of gasoline, which in this case was a good sign. He stuffed one end of the wrappings into the tank, using his knife to stuff it as far as he could to make sure the wrap was in contact with the gasoline. About four inches hung from outside of the tank's hole. It took him three tries to lite the match and as soon as he did, he was happy to discover the wrapping catch quickly under the flame.

Without a second thought he dashed back to the other side of the camper and ran toward Milky, drawing his pistol and letting a few rounds loose himself to ensure they would stay hidden. A moment later Sane dropped to the ground, pulling Milky with him. A few seconds later Sane heard the explosion and the whole Camper seemed to catch fire.

Angry and frightened shouts flooded the air as the ponies fled out the door, where they were met with bullets from Milky and Sane's weapons. Three died this way. Only after the whole Camper was engulfed in flame did Sane dare to get up. Nopony could have survived that for too long.

“What did you do?” Milky asked in disbelief. “I know you didn't have explosive weapons on you.”

“Short version, I set their gas tank on fire.” Sane replied.

Milky looked mildly impressed.”Nice thinking.”

“Common since.” Sane replied.

“Either way we are safe for now. I think we should get out of here in case they have friends or the noise attracted anything worse.”

“Lets go then.”