Fallout Equestria: Victim of the past

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PROLOGUE

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Hi I'm Giga Byte, you can just call me Giga, I am, or well was a test pony for just about anything at iron shod fire arms, one of the biggest weapons producers in equestria, I would fire a new gun to see how well it worked,test new armors, lob prototype grenades at stuff, fun right?

Well not so much, ya see one day I was testing a new prototype armor for the steel rangers, it was important enough that the ministry mare applejack herself showed up to watch the testing, the only problem was i was the one getting shot at.

"Mr. Byte are you ready for the testing to begin?" Said the overly dreary lab technition, she never put any emphasis or any feeling into her words unless she was giving a briefing on the schematics of something, she would be jumping around like a school filly in her lab coat that was somehow less white than  her own coat then.

"Um. I guess, ms. Applejack are ya sure this armor will work?" I said as the cyan fur on the back of my neck stood on end.

"It should, you have no idea how many tests we put that darn thing through before it got to you sugarcube." Said AppleJack confidently with her distinctly southern equestrian drawn.

"I... If ya say so ma'am" I replied, still scared out of my mind, which is very unusual for me. Being a thief by trade to survive at all be for iron shod hired me on, I was never one to get scared especially when a whole squad of guards was looking for me was probably because I had weapons to knock them out then, here I was relying on someone else which a thief never does.

"Don't worry it'll be over before ya know it, all we gata do is run some diagnostics on the armor for calibration." She said with as much kindness she could show to a cyan colored stallion with a mane that looked like vinyl Scratch's if she took a tornado to it, that she had never met before know. Which for many apony, that was more than they could in a year

I was never the pony getting fired at, I only tested the weapons, I'm proud to hold the highest shooting accuracy in ironshod, but back to the story.

"1 minute until testing, please clear the testing floor if you are not to be tested on." Blared the PA system that I despised more than anything living or dead, that hung on every wall.

"Well here we go" I said stepping into the boots on the floor, after my hooves were comfortable in the boots I nodded to the big glass window over the testing area where Applejack, a plethora of lab technicians and a platoon of steel rangers stood watching with unreadable faces behind their opaque helmet as the "balefire" suit as it was nicknamed since it could survive getting hit by a balefire egg, was assembled straight onto me. "Deep breaths, it'll all be finished soon. Only ten shots will be fired from the turret."

"T-5 ...4...3...2...1..." This time being said through the coms in my helmet. "FIREING" ten rounds were fired at insane speed at me I braced and felt all ten shots hit the armor and bounce off to go slideing underneath the machinery.

I let out a breath than I was unknowingly holding. "Alright... Time to get out of this su-" I got no farther into my thought before a large bang went off from one of the machines behind me. "What the?.."

I really shouldn't be surprised so much stuff breaks here, not two days earlier forrest stalker, one of the few thestrals on site had to run for her life after a mainframe detonated. She never ran so fast in her whole life

Just as the suit came off i sprinted to the door to find it shut, and of course locked "ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" I screamed at nothing in particular. Of course that sentrybot exploded just after the suit was taken off me,my luck has been amazing recently. two guns a grenade AND a rocket launcher malfunctioned this week a bullet shot out the ejector of an assault rifle which smacked me in the face, a pistols magazine broke in half discharging all of the rounds into my hoof which had been covered in a steel plate like all your appendages are when fireing live ammo, it still left a good sized bruise. The grenade's pin came out in my magic with out me telling it to, so that blew up in my face and SOMEHOW the rocket fired backwards and broke through the wall scarring the living shit out of our neighbors about two miles down the road luckily no pony was hurt as it did not detonate,

Looking around desperately for any cover from the encroaching inferno, that robot HAD to be near the ammo cache didn't it? finding nothing to hide behind or anything to put out the flames I got up as close to the wall as any pony can get. "From facing off a turret for a test to getting cooked medium well, I'd say this day went pretty well for a massachist" I said just over the sound of the roaring inferno before me.

The flames licking at my fur I deside if I'm incinerated, I want to go out with style. "LOOK OUT BELOW!" I yelled.

Launching off the wall with haste I cannonballed into the flames.