Fallout Equestria: A Heart Full of Bullets

I don't exactly remember what day it was when I got my cutie mark, but I had earned it when a couple of radroaches attacked our stable. I watched as the members of our security charged towards the stable door, varmint rifles in their mouths. Me, being the idiot I was as a seventeen year old colt, chased after them. I hid behind some barrels and watched our guards try to hold them off. Unfortunately they were terrible shots, and one of the damn creatures had pounced on an earth pony. It had to have scared the living shit out of him, because he jumped back and dropped the rifle at my hooves. All I could do was stare at the gun, it was then that I realized I was actually scared for the first time ever as a teen colt. Little did I know that they had fallen back and that I had a roach coming up on my ass.

I remember snapping out of it when a bullet shot past my face, making me jump. I then felt the presence of something behind me, and without thinking I took action. I jumped forward, reaching for the gun as I rolled out of the way of the mutated insect. I levitated the weapon, aiming at the charging roach. If I missed I would probably die, and I knew it, too. I took a deep breath, lined up the sights and pulled the trigger, the kick of the gun surprising me. I fell back and watched as the bullet tore through its skull. I gasped for air, I did it, I had killed the roach, but now I was sitting there, too amazed to realize more were coming.

I looked at the gun, being held up by my magic, and smiled. I stood and turned to face the incoming roaches. There were six left, and I had at least five shots left. I took aim at the first roach, and fired a bullet into it's brain, one down. I turned the barrel of the gun to the closest one and fired, that's two. The third one pounced, I rolled out of the way, took aim and blew up his head. I killed the other two swiftly, and clicked the trigger on the last one.

CLICK,

I had emptied the magazine on the last five, FUCK! I threw the gun towards the roach and charged, throwing myself on the bug, I tried to squish its head, but this one was smart. It moved its head away from my hoof, and my hoof hit metal. I winced, and threw my hoof into the side of its head. It made a sound that I guessed was its screech. I cut it off as I brought my hoof down on top of its head, squishing it into a green, gooey, mess.

That was the reason the Overmare decided it was time to leave, right after we threw a party. I had gained my cutie mark of a pistol with a knife taped to it. I had also gain myself a pitbuck, a device that went on the foreleg of a pony. It helped with a lot of things, but I really only used the S.A.T.S. function. I was grateful for the party, but I wish I could've enjoyed it even more.

The day after, we left the stable, but little did we know we were in raider territory. They had been waiting for us. They jumped us killing almost everypony brutally. After the fight, me, my father, my mother, and four other ponies, including my friend, Jack, survived. But that didn't last long, we were being held captive by the fuckers. They took both of my parents, and made me watch as they beat my father to death, and then they raped my mother, killing her after. I was too shocked to realize everything that was happening. That was, until I felt a makeshift blade against my throat.

I looked at the slaughtered corpses of my parents, horrified at first, but than something surged through my body. I felt my blood start to boil, my hatred becoming noticeable. Finally, the adrenaline struck home, I bucked my back legs into the raider with the blade as hard as I could. The raider yelped in surprise and pain, and fell back. The others started howling with laughter,

"Looks like we got ourselves a fighter boys" one called,

"Let's show him that you don't mess with us" another called,

"Ohhhhhh, this is going t'be fun" the one behind me cackled,

I looked at the four ponies behind me than back at the pack of armed raiders in front of me. (The one I had bucked had joined the group) I knew I couldn't fight them all, but if I could distract them long enough, the others could at least escape. I turned to, Jack,

"Get them somewhere safe, I'm going to distract the bastards long enough for you to get out of here okay," I told him before turning to the raiders, battle hungry.

"YOU WANT ME, MOTHERFUCKERS, THAN COME AND GET ME!" I taunted, beckoning them with a hoof.

They charged with what I think was a battle cry and raised their makeshift weapons. I prepared my S.A.T.S. and waited for the right moment to use it. I took a deep breath and fired it up, there were ten of them, but all I needed was to do was disarm one of them from their gun. I searched for a target with a gun,

No, no, no, yes, I pinpointed my S.A.T.S. on the only one with a mohawk. Now all I had to do was dodge the first threes' attacks. I fired the S.A.T.S and I was on the move. The first raider had a machete in his teeth, he swung for my neck. I ducked under the blade and continued forward to the next raider. She was a unicorn with two knives levitated with a gap in between. I jumped through, spinning my body into a torpedo-like shape. I made it through and rolled under the third raider's machete before sending one foreleg into Mohawk's jaw.

The pistol flew from his mouth into the air. I watched it fly in the air over Mowhawk, causing me to fire up S.A.T.S. again. I would have to either slide under him or roll over him to reach the gun. I went with plan B because he would be able to kick me if I slid under him. I fired S.A.T.S. again and moved. I brought my hoof down on his head, pushing it down. I jumped forward, rolling over his body with ease before landing under the falling gun. The gun fell in between my teeth and I fired up S.A.T.S. for hopefully the last time.

I pinpointed the four targets on Mowhawk's head, the raider in front of me, and the two raiders behind him's chests. I fired the gun, each bullet hitting their mark. I could hear hoof steps behind me at full speed. There were six left and the clip of the pistol had about ten shots left. I wouldn't be able to use S.A.T.S. for awhile so I rolled out of the way of an incoming machete. I turned to face the last of the raiders. They were charging towards me at full gallop.

I used my magic to levitate the gun out of my mouth. I turned my head to find that Jack had followed my orders. Now all I had to do was finish them off.

"Come on you motherfuckers, it's time to end this,"