Fallout Equestria: Revenge

I woke up. First time I've woken up in normal circumstances for days. Sort of. There was an alicorn sleeping not ten feet away from me, but  I could consider that normal. I got up and stretched out. I checked my system settings. Everything was in order, my fission battery needed changing, but that was fine. It was still good for a while.

I woke the others, excepting Alph who never slept. They slowly woke up. The sun was just barely peeking up over the horizon. Chrome was in better shape than she had been in. I offered her some stew. She accepted and ate it greedily. While she was eating I got a good look at her. She had a long mane and tail, both of which were a subdued red. Her coat was silver. When I say silver, I don't mean gray, I mean it look like she was made of metal because of the way it glistened. But the most interesting feature was her irises. They were blood red and seemed to flow as if her eyes were glass balls filled with flowing blood.

Then I saw her cutie mark. It was a crucible of sloshing silver metal over an open flame. I thought it odd for an alicorn to have a cutie mark and a name. Most of the alicorns I'd seen were nameless beasts that delighted in killing things. Chrome was different. She seemed to be independent and free of whatever controlled the other alicorns.

She finished her meal and thanked me. She looked down and simply stared at the ground. Then she got up and flew away.

"Hey!" I shouted, "WAIT!"

But she was already gone.

"Should we chase her?" asked Comedy.

I shook my head. "No," I said, "Whoever she was, she's not our problem."

We continued on our journey. After a few hours, Fillydelphia came into view. I began to run. I knew the way to the safehouse, but it was a dangerous route. I urged Alph to stay on the ground until we got there. I could see Red Eye's complex up ahead. Slaver's were taking a batch of ponies into the complex.

"Wait!" said Comedy, "Shouldn't we help those ponies?"

"No," I said, "We can't. They'd be caught again anyway."

"Well we should at least try!" she said, "We owe it to them to help them!"

"And then what?" I said turning to face Comedy, "Let them go, all on their own? So they can get captured, or killed, or worse?"

She looked at me and said, "Yes. Maybe they will die, maybe they will get captured again, but at least let them be free."

I sighed. This was stupid and pointless. Furthermore, it would draw attention to us, attention that we didn't need. Nonetheless, there was no arguing with Comedy. I produced the silenced rifle and pushed a clip in. I used the targeting system in my eye to target and pick off most of the slavers from a distance. With the element of surprise in our favor, I loaded the submachine gun and ran at the slavers. They saw me and began to shoot weapons of their own.

Alph flew high above and swooped down on top of them. She defeated two of them and was about to defeat a third when a slaver caught her on the back with a shovel. I growled and unloaded the clip into his skull. Seconds later, his head was scattered all over the ground. They were all dead. I got there and helped Alph to her hooves. The shovel wound would bruise, but she would be fine.

I trotted up to the cage of slaves and busted the padlock. I pried the door open and set them all free. They thanked me as they ran away. Sure enough, more slavers from inside the compound were drawn to the commotion. A lot of them.

"Come on!" I shouted, "We need to get out of here."

I grabbed Comedy's hoof and we began to run. After a few minutes, we made it to my safe house. We had lost the slavers, but that didn't mean we had lost their attention. Fillydelphia would now be on high alert. I ushered my friends inside and closed the door. We all collapsed, out of breath.

"That...was stupid," I said getting back to my feet, "Now...Red Eye's army will be looking for us."

I began to search around the safe house. I found the fridge and brought out a Sparkle Cola Rad. I popped the top and drank the fizzy soda. It was delicious, with a slight tang from the radiation. I walked back and gave Comedy the drink. She took a sip and gave it back. So we sat there, the both of us, enjoying the soda for about twenty minutes until it was gone.

I sat up and began to draw up plans of attack for getting to the Judge. The first thing we would need to do was get into the complex. Then we would need to get to one of Red Eye's lieutenants and ask them if they knew of the Judge. If they didn't then-

My thoughts were cut off as there was a banging on our door. I actually sounded more like knocking. I produced my bladed hoof and flung the door open. There, standing on the threshold...was Red Eye himself. He just stood there staring at me with his one bionic eye. His cape draped over his back, the only remnants of his stable life. I was so surprised that I stepped back. Comedy stood up and Alph took a fighting stance.

"Well hello there," he said, his voice silky smooth. I hated it. "May I come in?"

"No," I said, burning with righteous rage, "And you'd better run, or give a good reason why I don't pound you into paste on the ground."

"I simply wanted to talk," he said, "You and I have both have a bionic eye, so I felt a more personal connection. I would like to know why you murdered twelve of my men."

"You'll get nothing from me," I said, "Let me step outside and we'll see how well you fare then." He continued to smile which made me even more mad.

"Come now," he said, "We are both civilized cyber ponies and you should reflect that as I have. Now please, talk to me. Why did you decide to take out a dozen of my men?"

"Unless you tell me the location of the Judge, this conversation is over, at which point I will kill you," I said.

"A damn shame that is," he said, "I had hoped we could talk, but alas, that does not appear to be the case. Take them away then."

He stepped aside and a group of armed ponies flooded in around me and my friends, weapons drawn. There was no way we could get out.

"Mr. Watts?" said Red Eye, "Did I just here our cyber friend here volunteer for the Pit?"

"That's what I heard," said the pony in front of me.

"Well then," said Red Eye, "Could you please administer a light anesthetic for our friend please?"

"My pleasure sir," he said. He walked over to me and then bucked me in the chest. It knocked the wind out of me. Comedy shouted. I fell to the ground gasping and the guard hit me on the head with the but of his gun. I blacked out.

When I came to, I was in a dark room. Suddenly, doors opened up and I was staring at the Pit. I was shoved into it. Ponies were gathered around, cheering.

"Here we have a cyber pony," said an announcer, "We'll see how well he fares against the Crush Brothers!" Ponies began to cheer louder as on the other side, the doors opened up and two stallions stepped out. They were about as big as me, both wearing armor that resembled raider armor, except it was more well put together. They looked at me and both gave a savage grin. They flanked me on either side and took up a fighting stance. I sent a small prayer of thanks to Celestia and Luna that I still had my bladed hoof on.

"3...2...1...FIGHT!" shouted the announcer. Both stallions charged me. As the first one came up on me, I stabbed him right through the armor. He gave a gasp and his grin turned to a look of fear. I looked him in the face. The crowd had gone silent and the other stallion stopped and stared. I twisted the blade which elicited a blood-curdling scream from the stallion. I pulled out the knife and he dropped dead. The other stallion regained his senses and charged.

I sidestepped and slit his throat. He gave a small gurgle and blood squirted from his neck and coalesced in a small pool. I retracted the blade and the crowd remained silent.

"COME ON!" I shouted as loud as I could jumping on to a piece of rubble, "ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED!?"

"No outside weapons are allowed in the arena!" said the announcer, "Cease using yours!"

"Fuck you!" I said, "My whole fucking body's a weapon!"

"I think this pony needs to be taught a lesson," said the announcer, "What say you crowd?"

The crowd began to cheer and chant 'Storm'. Suddenly a unicorn stepped out into the arena. She was wearing a cloak and her horn was glowing. Suddenly a full size bolt of lightning shot from her horn. It made contact with me eye and electricity arced across my body. I fell to the ground a twitching heap. It felt like somepony had turned my blood into lava. My vision dimmed. The crowd cheered wildly. Then all at once, my eye shot to life and I was informed that I was at 6,000% battery capacity.

"Well ain't that something," I mumbled. I stood up and I switched my eye to laser mode. I poured all my energy into my eye and light began to gather around it. The laser produced was about a big around as a pony. It also vaporized Storm instantly. But it didn't stop there.

The recoil was so great, my head tilted back and the beam carved a trench in the arena, went straight through the bars surrounding it vaporizing about a dozen ponies in the proccess. It carved up the side of a distant building and through the cloud cover, leaving a hole that was quickly filled in with more clouds. I passed out.

I was later told that I was only out for a few seconds. My eye fluttered open and I got up. There was a black trench in the arena and the top of the building I had hit was shorn off. I climbed out of the pit and saw that ponies were scrambling about, in fear of what I had just done. I walked away and began to run to the center complex. My eye was completely dead, the fission batteries totally drained.

I burst through the door and announced my presence.

"Where the hell is Mr. Watts?" I said. The pony standing in front of me turned, a look of shock. He pulled out a pistol and I immediately stopped him with a slice on the horn. It shore the top of his horn, as well as sent some shock up my arm. He dropped the gun and fell back. I switched my blade out for my hand. I grabbed him by the throat and pushed him up against the wall.

"Where is Watts?" I said. When he remained silent I squeezed harder.

"Ahhh! Okay!" he shouted, "Watts is in the cell block! In the back of this building!"

I dropped him and smashed his horn with my hand. I left him writhing on the ground. I ran to the back of the building, passing guards and such on the way. I was too fast for them to even say anything. I got to the back where the cells were. I burst through the door and heard soul-wrenching screaming. It was coming from Alph. I ran around a corner and saw Mr. Watts shoving boards through Alph's legs, right through the holes. I ran up and flipped around at the last second and bucked him in crotch. His legs twisted and he fell to the ground shouting.

I walked over and used the plasma cutter to cut the boards from Alph's legs. She didn't bleed blood. Instead, she bled a dark green goop that looked like radroach blood. There was nothing I could do, so I turned and looked at Mr. Watts. He looked up at me and I switched my plasma cutter for the hydraulic hoof.

"Fuck you!" he shouted, "Fuck you in the ass with a hot knife!"

I put my hoof on his jaw, "If I were you, I'd tell me where my shit is."

"No way!" he shouted, "You'll have to answer for gelding me!"

I pressed the hydraulic down and his jaw tightened, threatening to crack.

"Fine! Fine you win! It's in the room down below the Pit! And you're girl is in the same area! But don't worry about her," he said with a laugh, "I already loved her pretty good, so she might not be in too good a shape!" he began to laugh. Words could not have described my rage at that moment. My eye's were tinted red as I pressed the hydraulic down cracking his lower jaw into dust. His laughs turned to screams.

"How about you and I take a trip down to the parasprite pits?" I said, "Because death is too good for you."

His eyes widened. I punched him again, my hoof almost killing him with a single blow, but thankfully only knocked him out. I slung him over my back. Alph seemed to have healed somehow. Maybe it was another Changeling thing, but I didn't care. I walked out of the building, knocking out anypony who stood in my way with single blows.

As I walked out, I was greeted by Red Eye.

"Now where do you th-?" his words were cut off by my hoof making contact with his face. It broke his nose and he looked surprised. He looked at the blood flowing from his face then back up in time to see my hoof catch him the face again, this time knocking him out. He crumpled under the second blow, which looking back on it, was pretty satisfying.

I ran to the parasprite pits, dodging gunfire and bowling over ponies. I stood at the edge of the pit and dropped Mr. Watts. I kicked him to wake him up. He woke suddenly just in time to see me push him in the pit. He screamed on the way down. He hit the ground with a thud. Parasprites came from seemingly nowhere and began to go into his mouth. He couldn't even scream now. I watched the whole ordeal with grim satisfaction. His stomach bulged with parasprites and blood poured from his mouth. I could tell he was still conscious because he tried to move. Eventually, they burst from his stomach, his body now an empty husk. And yet, he still moved, but eventually stopped.

I turned and walked back to the Pit. I jumped down into it and ran to the door. I burst through it. Literally, the door was closed, and I hadn't bothered to open it. I turned on my flashlight, which ran on emergency power. I looked around and found my saddlepacks. I heard chains clink.

"Black Eye?" I heard Comedy's voice ask, "Is that you?"

I looked around found her. She was chained to the ground. I ran up and broke the chain. She stood and hugged me.

"Are you okay?" I asked, pulling away from the embrace, "Did they hurt you?"

"No," she said, "I'm fine."

"Oh thank Celestia," I said. I put on my armor, saddlepacks, and battlesaddle. I led her outside and gave her a healing potion. Alph was going to town, wreaking havoc as she took on dozens of Red Eye's goons. I ran up and joined the fray.

It didn't take long to defeat them. Apparently Comedy was a really good shot with the Tundra Hawk. She had downed about seven thugs before she ran out of bullets. Alph and I dispatched the rest of them.

When the battle ended, there were dozens of dead or dying bodies littering the ground. I didn't take the time to loot. I took them straight to the inner complex. If we were going to find the Judge, we were going to do it now. As we approached I saw Red Eye once again standing flanked by two alicorn guards. I took out my plasma cutter and began to hack at the shields. They gave quickly.

When I was done, Comedy fired two more rounds and the alicorns fell. Red Eye looked very fearful. I switched my plasma cutter out for the hand and grabbed him by the throat. I burst through the door and held Red Eye in front of me as a body shield. The thugs inside lowered their weapons.

"Now," I said, "Since we are in a temporary cease fire, I'd like to know where the Judge is. If I don't get an answer, Red Eye here will longer have a head to speak with."

"Fine," Red Eye said in a grating voice, "The Judge is one of my lieutenants. He's based in a secret bunker inside Canterlot. But you'll never get there. And in advance, he sends his regards and consolations. He is deeply sorry about your child. But business is business."

"Oh is that so," I said, "Well then, looks like he'll lose his head first. Then i'm coming back for you. And while we are here, where is the Hydra? I know you have it."

"No," he said, "You cannot have that weapon. You know not of the power it wields."

I squeezed his neck, threatening to break it, "You'll find it in the armory!"

"Much obliged," I said. I pushed him towards the other ponies and ran to the armory. I made it through and barricaded the door. Now it was me, Comedy, and Alph in the armory. I looked around, trying to find the weapon in question. Then I saw it. The Hydra was sitting on a table. I took it and admired the sleek design of the rifle. It's barrel was very long and the clip size was massive. I grabbed as much ammo for the rifle as I could.

Banging on the doors, trying to get, were about a dozen or so thugs. I told comedy and Alph to get down. I aimed the rifle and when the ponies burst through, I fired. The explosive round sailed down the barrel, getting supercharged on the way by the magical energy crystals lining the barrel.

        The round went through the first three ponies and exploded on the fourth. The massive explosion rocked the building. When the dust cleared, the ponies that had been standing there a second ago were just blood spatters and burning body parts.

      "I think this will do nicely," I said.