Fallout Equestria: Victim of the past

It could be better if we add a bit of paneling there, fix that hole in the wall and unblock the workshop. I said to scorch mentally appraising the house the town doctor had told me about. Though she lied about the distance being fairly close to the town, but I didn't really care, I liked being away from other ponies.

You know, this is the first peice of property I have seen in this hell hole that actually looks decent. said Scorch who was surprisingly in a happy mood, which is a big change since he usually acts like he doesn't care at all or is always annoyed.

How much did she say it was?

She said around a hundred mabey a hundred and fifty caps.

Should we look inside?

I guess.

We walked inside to one of the worst smells that ever assaulted my nose hit me like a freight train. "Sweet Celestia, what happened in here?" I said gagging and faceing the outside for breathable air.

I. Don't know. Break a window to air it out. Gagged Scorch as he made a military gas mask appear on his mental image. That's better. He laughed thought the gas mask.

I took a deep breath and charged inside to one of the windows, which I promptly bucked sending the entire pane flying in peices  onto the ground outside. I stuck my head out the window gasping "How is it possible this smell is messing with me more than when one of the tear gas grenades went off in my magic?"

I don't know but it seems worse here I think its in the workshop. Said Scorch who's gas mask's filter had deteriorated making him hover up a new one.

I took in another deep breath then bolted into the workshop that had a door that had a tire iron smashed through the window jamming it in place. Bucking the door as hard as I could like I did to the window. Its hinges held barely long enough for it to fly open hit the wall and fall forward onto the ground. "Alright this place should air out now." Turning I saw what was causing it, a rotting stallion and a diamond dog were slumped against the wall, except the diamond dog had giant claws, a mace-like tail, the ponies head wasn't attached to his neck, as well as he had an assault rifle that had long since corroded beyond repair. Taking both of them in my magic I hovered them out into the dirt drive way made for earth bound vehicles.

"That should help" I said now being able to breathe inside the dark workshop.

One second. Said Scorch unexpectedly. Suddenly I couldn't feel anything in my body except for the flow of magic that was building in my horn. it built up to the point of pain in my head.

Scorch what are you doing? I said starting to get worried, he had never taken over my body before and even if he hadn't done anything to hurt me yet, him being chaos energy, i didn't know what he would do.

A wave of light blue like the aura currently surrounding my horn exploded from me and encased the house, every spot in the house suddenly lit up. I staggered falling to one knee.

"What did you do scorch!?" I asked suddenly regaining control of my body.

You thought it was dark so I cast a spell to allow the house to be lit perpetually as long as you are inside. He said matter of factly.

"But I don't know a spell to do that"

And I do, that's why I took control for a few seconds

"Unless I tell you otherwise don't take over my body alright?"

Fine but if you are going to die and you don't know how to stop it, but i do. I shall take over untill we are safe.

"That is agreeable." I said as the room faded to darkness.

We found a spark battery and an accepter for it outside the house, so I shoved the battery into the accepter making the generator wurr to life. "There we go." I said aloud to Scorch as I saw the lights flicker on. Go in then. he said rolling his eyes. I did as told and walked in the workshop door near the generator.

Inside, it was surprisingly well kept with nothing really damaged except for a fridge that the pony had had in the workshop, opening it I found it packed to the brim with beer and vodka. "Looks like we had an alcoholic here before he was killed." I said letting out a bit of a laugh. I grabbed a bottle of vodka with my hoof pulled it out. Opening it I took a sniff. "Smells fine I guess." I floated it to my mouth.

*cough* "strong, but not half bad" I said closing the fridge and walking off. "Hey Scorch? Can you remind me to get rid of the beer but keep the vodka in there?" Alright. Wait, how are you still standing after that any pony I've watched in the common room's that had something that strong were out for a few hours.He asked tilting his head. "My dad was a Anglo-Kabarda, I can handle most strong vodka, though not much else for some reason." I said shrugging with the vodka in hoof.

We walked into the kitchen finding what usually is in a kitchen. The fridge was working, though if barely, the stove was around the same, the sink was beat half to death, making it unusable, and the cabinets were about to fall off. Seeing the kitchen made my stomach growl, also making me remember that I hadn't eaten since I attacked the slaver camp and me and sledgehammer ate before we left. So after two days of me healing up and looking for work I hadn't eaten.

I opened the fridge and found a can of beans, two wheels of cheese and a... steak. "Oh for Celestia's sake" I said annoyed. I had met griffons, as well as some ponies who had trained them selves to eat meat, but for me I was never able to eat it, I found it disgusting.

Floating the rotting steak that instantly drew flies over to the front door I promptly threw it in the direction of the road. I did the same with the rest of the items seeing as the rest would probably kill me with the amount of mold that was on it.

let's head into town for a bit of food. And see if any jobs have popped up. scorch said speaking what I thought.

So we headed out.

"What do you mean I can't buy anything? I have enough caps!" I shouted at the griffon greeter of the restaurant.

"Sir, I'm sorry but after town tax nothing on the menu is in your budget." He retorted calmly.

"I. Ugh. Fine can I do anything to pay it off?" I said calming down but still ready to rip his throat out.

"Um. I don't think... Actually, yes you can. I'll give you a decent meal and you gather some stuff for me."

"Sounds fine. What do you need?" I asked holding for a warm meal that wasn't meat.

"Um, here is a list." He said scribbling some things on a piece of yellowed paper.

"Should be easy enough." I said skimming the note.

"Alright then, now for your payment in advance." He said turned and walked inside the kitchen. "Hey make a number four with a bowl of soup!" He walked back out. "Your food should be done in two or three minutes." I nodded. "Say what's your name anyway? I don't want to be calling you, you when we talk to each other."

"The names Giga Byte." I said extending a forehoof to him.

"Red Wind. Pleasure meeting you Mr. Byte." He said taking my hoof in his claw for a strong shake.

"RED! Your order is done!" Yelled the feminine voice of the cook behind the half open door that was going to fall off soon.

"One second." Red said as he turned on a claw and walked back inside. He returned five seconds later balancing the plate and bowl in a claw as he flew back over to me. "Here you go." Shoving the bowl over to me.

I picked up the bowl and placed it on my back as he set the plate down on the pedistal where he usually stood. I hoofed that onto my back as well. Saying my thanks I walked off to an open table in the outdoor restaurant.

I set both items on the wood table that was in fairly good condition compared to the rest of the town.

I dug in eating the BLT with out bacon and the tomato soup after the sandwich was gone.

I picked up the plate and bowl and walked it over to the table labelled "used plates, bowls, and cups here". Setting them down, I spun around and walked out of the barely fenced in dining area, nodding to Red as I pushed the squeaky gate open.

So now we are full let's get to work. said Scorch as he walked back and forth hovering the note in front of him. we are going to need a pressure cooker, two pilot lights, a hot plate, and some pipe that isn't rusted to hell.

"Sounds easy enough. I said aloud drawing several strange looks from the few ponies on the "road" as I had said something from the middle of a conversation to no pony when nothing was said before hoof.

They think your crazy now I bet. said Scorch insightfully.

I'll prove I'm not soon enough I said floating my .44 out to check its condition. "Ugh. This thing is useless to me with out a suppressor." I grumble to my self.

I turned before I got to the front gate towards Absolutely Everything.

I neared the building where Ditzey's shop was at.

Opening the door I heard a new bell ring above me. I reached up to stop its horrible sound. As soon as my hoof hit the floor again, Ditzey hopped up from behind the counter she was sitting behind dropping her book, which managed to slide off into the back room and break something. She just shook her head then looked back up to me, smiling.

"Hi ditzey, how are you today?" I said smiling back.

She shrugged picking up her chalk board as she wrote on it.

"Hi Giga what do you need?"

"Do you have any semi auto pistols that have a suppressor that I can trade this for?" I said drawing the revolver ejecting the rounds into my hoof and place the gun on the counter.

She continued writing. "I have a silenced .22 but it won't do squat. And a 10mm with a silencer. Though the punctuator over there is silenced but this won't cover the cost of the gun without ammo."

"I'll take the ten mil, and can you trade this ammo for ten mil rounds?" I said floating out the three quick loaders and four spare rounds.

"Sure thing" she wrote taking the gun and ammo, walking off to the back. She came out two minutes later with my new gun and ammo for it. I got a net gain in ammo since 10mm is less expensive than .44 magnum.

"Thank you ma'am." I said politely as I walked outside.

"I'll check there thanks." I said to a stallion who had helped me locate the salvage I needed.

He nodded and continued down the road.

I activated a Heads Up Display for you from one of your implants. But only the compass and health meter is working, guess after two hundred years of no maintenance it would be some what broken. said Scorch, popping back into being.

"Thanks" I replied stepping through the main gate.

So, the bunker he told us about is about an hour or so down that road. He said projecting a picture of him pointing to the left on the intersection ahead, then he walked away into a black haze in my head.

"Alright thanks." Turning left I began to contemplate just about anything that floated into my head. First of them all was what I was going to do now, in this wasteland.

This place isn't anything like back home. Hell before I had been outside for ten minutes I had a gun pointed at me by a filly. Stealth is my only asset, even with my knowledge of prototype weapons I can't take on more than three ponies alone unless I get the drop on them...

The slight bump where the bunker entrance was came to me surprisingly quickly, since I had not been watching the time in my new hud that flickered in and out of view at annoying times, namely when a pot shot hit my duster, but didn't go through and I wanted to know my ammo count so I could return the favor.

I walked closer now noticeing smoke was floating out of the pneumatic door that had a hole twice as big as me in it. "Uh." I said confused.

A metalic clanging began to eminate from the hole. I dopped behind the destroyed door wanting to know what was going on. My answer came quickly as a large armored hoof stepped out showing the largest suit of armor i had ever seen, being almost three heads taller than me.

I stood as still as possible hopeing the suit with bug like eyes didnt see me. Just as it started to walk away i slipped causing a small cascade of rock down the slope up to the bunker. "Shit." I said quietly as the suit turned toward me.

After ten seconds of it looking i hoped it was friendly. That thought was pulverized as a small rotateing chaingun slid out of a panel that just opened. I ran as fast as i could for anything that could be used as cover.

I slid into the ditch takeing some of the flak into my flank straight into where my cutie mark of a assassin-type mask in a cloud of code was. The  mech continued fireing for a solid thirtey seconds before its gun ran out of ammunition. I took the opportunity and fired four quick shots at the suit, two bounced off but the other two hit one of the eye lenses causeing the mech to flinch back like a fish in a tank you tapped and a crack to from along the lens it self. The chaingun retreated into the suit, being replaced by a shoulder mounted missile launcher. It turned aiming a shot of the four shot missile launcher.

I fired another shot hoping it would hit something critical before dropping in pain as the missile swarm shot over head demolishing the tree in the distance. "Shit." I said as the gunshot in my leg was aggrivated again. "Four shots into the flank in a days time, this is my life now." I said sarcastically to no pony in particular.

Surrender said Scorch. "No why would i surrender to that!?" I yelled as another missile swarm flew over head. It doesnt want to kill you, it is scared. "how do you know? If it didnt want to kill me it would stop shooting at me." I replied angrily. Trust me, yell "you surrender." "ugh, fuck it", I popped my head up enough for it to see me but not enough for the launcher to get a lock.

"I surrender!" I yelled as the missiles reloaded.

As i thought it would kill me it stopped, then lowered the launcher back into the mech.

"Y- you surrender?" The feminine metalic voice replied.

"Yes, i surrender." I said raising my head up further.

"U- uh alright" it said shakily.

Before i could say anymore its head lowered slightly and the head split and slid into a hidden position, revealing a changeling without a horn unlike the usual ones ive seen in books.

"Hi?" I said to the redish changeling. "Your a changeling."

"Thought that would be obvious. And im not a changeling im a "demon"" she said hovering and making air quotes with her heavily armored hooves.

"A demon?" I asked confused.

"Ugh, ya know those unknown creatures in the heavily volcanic region that "was" the bad lands?" She said sarcastically.

"Why are you called demons?" I asked

"Like i said, heavily volcanic. Our plating mutated after the war cause we got bombed. So we can withstand sitting in lava and fire. Ponies call us demons cause of that."

"Oh, what are you doing here then?"

"Scavenging, nothing grows back home."

"Dont you feed on love?"

"Some of us do but that is just the scouts now, the rest gave that up since almost no pony goes there, since the place is so hot."

"Oh"

"Yea"

We stood there for a good four minutes scratching at the ground with our hooves. I decided that I should breach the ice.

"Oh, by the way did you find any of these in there?" I said floating the note over to her and remembering why i came here.

"Yea... here" she said opening a plate in the huge mech showing a VERY large storage area that had just about everything in it, even a kitchen sink! Everything i needed was pulled out by tiny pneumatic arms.

"Thanks" i said floating them above me. "Whats your name anyway?"

"Replica." She said with out much thought or care.

"Alright I'll let you on you way then." I said. She shrugged oddly in the massive suit, as the head reformed around her blood red mane.

Her metal bug wings unfolded and she flew off emitting a strange buzzing noise, mixed with grinding metal.

That was... odd Scorch said finally speaking up after the whole encounter.

"Agreed, lets get this stuff back. Agh" i said my leg having a bout of pain. "And find some one to patch this up."