Fallout Equestria: Victim of the past

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Chapter 3

The little voice in my head

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As the silhouette of the ruins of the ironshod firearms facility, where the slavers that captured Allen and her brother were, came into view, I couldn't help but think well this is fun, going to my old work place, to clear out ponies who have taken over.

The ponytons were just stood there as silent guards like the royal guard in canterlot, never moving never speaking, just standing there. "Damn, if only the workponies hadn't shut of the robots for diagnostics before the world died." I drew my revolver as the door swung open revealing a slaver who was so drunk he could have a balefire bomb go off next to him and he wouldn't notice.

Waiting for him to walk away from the door I aimed it at his head while he relieved himself on one of the robots. dont waste a shot use the sword called out a voice I've heard since a flamethrower's fuel tank detonated in my magic. the doctors in the medical wing found out someone found a "soul jar" that had some chaotic energy in it, and somehow opened it. The energy found a host in my mind and so far hasn't done anything to harm me or anypony else. I've taken to calling him scorch for that reason. Doing as he told me I holstered the revolver under my coat and unsheathed the zebra sword. I closed the distance between me and him. I put a hoof over his mouth to muffle his shouts and slit his throat.

"Alright now to get inside with out being spotted." I whispered to my self. The door opening was a fluke so I doubt I could get in that way, its also guarded most likely. I looked around and found a window on the second floor was open.

Searching for a way up of some sort I found a box about half the height to the window. I shoved it up to the wall and climbed up. For the rest of the distance I found a small ledge that hadn't crumbled yet so I pulled my self up to the window and hopped in. To find a guard... Sleeping luckily.

I stopped moving as soon as I hit the floor, hoping he hadn't woken up. draw your pistol in case he wakes, we don't want him to make to much noise. said scorch as then guard snored loudly. I aimed the gun and fired as soon as his snore was done as to not alert anyone by the door.  wait until you clear this place before you take items for the bodies. advised scorch again.

As I walked as quiet as I could, I could hear a mare yelling orders to the slavers below. "DEADBOLT! Get your sorry ass up here!" She yelled loud enough to make my ears ring.

I heard a several loud clangs as a pony bolted up the stairs. "Yes ma'am?" He asked timidly.

"I want you to secure the outer doors again I think animals are getting in." She commanded quieter but no less threateningly.

"Yes ma'am ." he replied as if he would be shot if he didn't do it.

wait until he walks away before you open the door then sneak to the right, the automated defenses are in there. said scorch making me remember the layout of the facility again. I heard the clanging of a pony walking slowly on a half rusted out staircase. Opening the door I found the mare who was in charge leaning on the guard rail overlooking the factory floor that held twenty or so cages, half of which were filled with slaves. deal with her first she may be an issue later. scorch spoke up again. I followed hi advise and drew the revolver again. Lineing up a shot I fired the shot went cleanly through and dropped her to the floor. now go to the targeting room advised scorch again.

can you be less commanding sometimes please? I replied through thought to scorch. I followed his Instructions to the automated defenses targeting room with out any resistance. enter the pass code. What was it? Oh yes. I typed in the pass code and several commands:

As I shut down the console I heard the ponytons jolt to life *this is now a free fire zone, all civilians should evacuate the area* several of the mechanical ponies said in there distinctive metallic voices. All that could be heard for the next minute, could only be described as a war outside as the roboponies gunned down as many slavers as they could with the slavers getting a few good shots off with at least two ponytons dropping to the floor with loud clanks.

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After five or so minutes I exited the control room with the ID next to the console. if you want me to be less commanding then fine said scorch with an annoyed mental huff. How he could do that was beyond me, but like him appearing as a jet black coated me in my head sometimes, baffled me even more. the robots will keep you covered if any raiders or more slavers show up, so loot all you want. he said less annoyed and more relieved the slavers were dead. I hate slavers but scorch would blow up the world to kill one if he could.

I better let out the slaves first. after opening every cage and telling at least thirty or more of them not to pick up the weapons because the robots would shoot them if they did, I finally found Allen's brother, who by my guess was about fifteen, his light blue coat contrasted Allen's red but had enough bruises to look like a blue banana that went through a washing machine. He was curled up in a corner of the cell crying. As the cell door creaked open he curled up even smaller expecting to get beat again most likely. what should I do scorch? I asked the voice in my head, not knowing how to comfort him.

sit down next to him and get him to stop crying I guess, I can't help much more than that. he said also having no clue.

I did as instructed and sat down next to him, not saying a thing but waiting for him to notice me just waiting for him.

After about five minutes he finally stopped crying and sat up. "Y.. You ain't gana hit me?" He asked ready for a possible strike to his face.

"Nope, your sister sent me to get ya." I said truthfully. No point in lying to her brother that I was sent by her.

"Sh... She's alive!? I... I can't believe she would send somepony tah get me instead of robbing for caps tah buy me out!" He said still scared but very excited.

Don't tell him about how we met her. advised scorch. "Should we get back to her?" I said sarcasticly but still careing.

"Of course!" He said now completely happy.

"Alright. Hey what's your name anyway?"

"Sledgehammer" he said shyly, he is the exact opposite of Allen isn't he. He is very shy, his coat is dark blue, hell even his name is for smashing stuff, Allen's his for building stuff. How do the get along so well?

I have no idea. Brother-sister bond mabey?I replied equally perplexed.

"Sledgehammer? Is it alright if I take the weapons and things from the slavers before we go?" I asked holding he would say yes.

"Um. Sure?" He half said half asked.

"Thanks."

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After a good twenty minutes of looking for and through the thirty or so slavers we came out with about seventy caps, two shotguns, one a semiautomatic shotgun for Allen ,and a double barreled for selling, an assault rifle, two frag grenades, and a memory orb I found in a filing cabinet marked "confidential" scorch can you remind me to view this when we get the chance. I asked him.

sure, we better get going now sledgehammer is getting antsy. he said with a mental nod.

how do you know that? I asked very confused

I can sense ponies feelings within about fifteen feet of you, while you were sorting the loot I checked on him.

"Alright I'm ready. Sorry for taking so long." I apologized for making him wait.

"Its fine. I guess, let's get goin." He said hurriedly like the slavers would appear to beat him again.

"Don't worry I'll protect you." I said reassuringly. "We will get there in about fourty minutes or so if we go at a canter"

"Alright. We should be fine on the way there since about four or five miles from here its-"

"Well guarded. I know, Lets gehen Sie dann"

"What did you say?" Sledgehammer asked very confused on my change in language.

"Its germane, it means let's go then" I explained

"Oh, ya let's go. Also what's germane?" He asked less confused

"Ah, well now we have a history lesson for the road!" I said, mimicking twilight sparkle in fake enthusiasm.

"Oh, perfect."