Fallout Equestria: Revenge

When I woke up, I realized something. I wasn't on my bedroll. In fact, I wasn't even outside. I was in some room, strapped to a table. The air smelled heavily of gore and shit. I looked around, seeing blood covering walls and the mangled bodies of ponies scattered about. I must be in a raider camp. The bastards probably nabbed me while I was sleeping. Knives pinned my metal hooves to the table. It didn't particularly hurt, but it was still a problem as I would have to repair them.

Just then, a brown earth pony raider stepped into the room. He laughed giddily as he raised a rusted, bloody knife  to my stomach, starting to cut me open. Quickly, I turned on an auto-targeting system that immediately gave me three red targets: two on the eyes, and one on the neck. I concentrated, my bionic eye turning into a tube that hummed and shot a small beam of energy right into the raiders neck. Flesh melted away, leaving a burning hole in his neck. He gurgled, blood drooling from his mouth as he keeled over and died. Blood began to pour down my stomach where he had cut me.

I kicked on my hydraulics and began to push against my bonds. They held. I pushed harder, grunting with the effort, and they gave. I put my foreleg to my other bonds and cut them with the sharp edge. I sat up and jumped off the table. I immediately regretted my decision as more blood began pouring from the open wound on my stomach. I cried out in pain as I felt my insides about to give way and spill out onto the floor. I bit the floor hard and lay there, trying to regain my senses. When I did, I sat up and surveyed the scene, making sure I didn't put strain on my stomach. It was grisly.

Mangled bodies of mare, stallions, and foals alike littered the various tables that made up the kitchen. Their rib cages had been smashed open and various organs were pulled out. Their meat had been completely ripped off and piled up in a corner. Their skins were flayed out like terrifying artwork. Thick pools of blood were covering the ground. I looked away, not wanting to bare the sight. I had seen it before, but I hadn't grown any more used to it. I stepped out and into a larger room.

The raiders hadn't anticipated that I might have other weapons, of which I had many. I reached into my pack and switched my hoof out for a bladed one. At the flick of my wrist, a blade shot out. When I flexed it retracted. I looked around the room. The other raiders hadn't seen me yet. Two of them were earth pony bucks. The other one was a unicorn mare. The bucks had knives in their mouths while the mare held a shotgun in a field of levitation. There were two cages, one had fresh corpses in it. The other had two fillies and a colt. All of them had clearly been repeatedly raped. They cowered from one of the bucks as he walked past. He growled and slammed a hoof on the cage, scaring them all away. That did it. I would kill them. I'd talked my way out of a raider nest before, but these sick fucks had to be put down.

I ran up behind the buck and jumped on his back. I stabbed him at the base of his neck. When he hit the ground writhing, I stabbed again, and then a third time. The unicorn fired her shotgun at me. It glanced harmlessly off my foreleg. I jumped off my kill and ran to cover. She fired again, again, and again. Then when I heard her reload, I ran out and stabbed her in the eye. I pulled my blade out, blood soaking my foreleg. Then a sharp pain flared up in my gut. My wound began to bleed profusely again. I grabbed it, but just then the other buck knocked me over. I felt him flip me over and I saw his face. His eyes were yellowed and he had a wild grin on his face. He was giggling ever so softly. He held the knife to my neck. Again, I fired a laser from my eye. It hit him squarely in the forehead. He went crosseyed and then fell over, dead. I got up, pushing his corpse off me. I checked my C.A.M. It was not a pretty sight.

I was loosing blood fast. It told me that if I didn't treat the wound and fast, I would bleed out. I looked around, found my saddlepacks, and opened it. Inside I found my magic healing bandages. I tied them around my waist, staunching the bleeding for now, but I would need a healing potion to seal it up. I got up and walked over to the cage. My bionic eye had gone dead, it's fission batteries drained. I would have to replace them before I could use the laser or the targeting system. I reached into be back and replaced the bladed hoof with the hydraulic one. I looked at the fillies and the colt. They had a look of absolute terror on their faces. It was a wonder they weren't dead. The good side of me said I should take them to the nearest town, to help them. The evil part of me said that I should leave them. I checked my C.A.M. It showed that Littlepip was far gone away from Friendship City and was making her way to the Canterlot vicinity. In a short time, she would be close to me. It would be the closest she would be, and I would be able to intercept her. But I would have to leave then, and leave the children to rot. If I took the children to the nearest town, I would miss my window, but they would be safe. I looked back at the children and decided.

"Ohhh," I said with a frown, "Fine." I walked up to the cage and tried my best to remove my permanent scowl and not look as menacing. I put my hoof on the lock and pressed down, shattering it. I walked in.

"It's okay," I said in a quiet voice, "You're safe now. I can help. Just come with me." They regarded me with a look, and looked at each other. I extended my good hoof and crouched down.

"Come on now," I said, realizing something with horror. There were two fillies and two raider bucks. There was one raider mare and one colt. I pushed that thought out of my mind. Right now they needed food, and medical attention. I hated acts of charity, but I drew the line when it came to rape and anything involving young. The colt stood up and grabbed my hoof.

"That's it," I said, "Now come on, let's get you cleaned up."

He came with me and the fillies were soon to follow. He followed me over to my saddlepacks. I reached in and grabbed some water, healing bandages and the box of Sugar Apple Bombs. I offered the water and he drank greedily. It was kind of funny. His coat was a tannish color and his mane was long and unkempt. He reminded me of...No, I said to myself, No, you and I both know he's dead. I pushed the thought away. He gave me the bottle of water back and the two fillies walked up behind him. By the way they regarded each other, I'd guessed they sisters. I offered the box of cereal and they accepted it. I picked up the healing bandages and pulled out a bottle of sedatives. I didn't want them to be awake as I applied the bandages.

I had layed out my sleep mat and the three dozed off, the sedatives quickly working their magic. I walked up to the fillies and wrapped the healing bandages around their blood caked haunches. Part of me hated myself for doing it, but the other part of me told me it was necessary. I swallowed hard. I finished and walked over to the raiders bodies to loot them. They didn't have much on them. I took the shotgun, if only to use it to repair mine. I walked over to a crate which had a padlock on it. I used my hoof to shatter it. I looked inside and found a sub machine gun, which was in horrible disrepair, but usable, some ammo and a grenade. I took them all and stowed them in my saddlepacks. I went over to the back room, where I was strapped to the table. I looked around the refrigerator and was relieved to find some radigator meat. At least this endeavor wasn't a total bust. I walked out and back into the front room. I found the front door and went outside.

It was still nighttime, the sun barely peaking over the horizon. I was also greeted to Mr. Guy hovering next to me.

"Woah," I said, "Don't sneak up on me like that. And where the hell were you when they kidnapped me?"

"I am not equipped with a weapon," he said, "And I am incapable of opening doors."

"Why do I even bother taking you with me?" I said, "You're useless most of the time. But at least you can actually heal ponies." I said laying on the ground, "So why don't you do what you're good at, eh?"

He bobbed towards me and removed my bandages. I shivered as the exposed wound was cooled by the night air. He hovered above me and began to mend my wound with a device that I still didn't understand. I got back up, feeling much better. I opened the door for him and we both went inside. I threw the raiders' bodies in the back room and shut the door. I sat down next to the children who were slowly beginning to wake up. When they did, we left.

I told Mr. Guy to activate flight mode. He opened up his top and I picked up the two fillies. I sat them on top of Mr. Guy and made sure they were comfortable. I picked up the colt and put him on my back. I checked the C.A.M. The nearest town was Junction R-7. I started off, the fillies smiling as they hovered along next to me. They said nothing, but I could tell that flying was definitely improving their mood. I could heal their physical wounds, but the emotional scars, I knew, would never heal.

It didn't take long to get to Junction R-7. I walked into the town and the fillies jumped off of Mr. Guy. The townsponies spotted me and one of the mare's eyed grew wide.

"Shimmer Star!" she shouted, "And Unity! Oh thank Celestia you're okay!"

They both ran to their mother, running into her tight embrace. Then she saw me. I straightened. She ran up and hugged me as well.

"Thank you for rescuing my children," she said, "If there is anything I can do for you, please, let me know, I cannot thank you enough."

"I could use some scrap metal, fission batteries if you have them, and a place where I could get some shuteye," I said.

"Oh," she said, "Well, I'm afraid I don't have any scrap metal, but I do have a fission battery and a mattress."

"Much obliged," I said. She led me to her home. The townsponies eyed me suspiciously for some reason. I guess they didn't see a lot of cyber ponies often, and when they did, it hadn't worked out for them. I walked inside, saw the mattress and slumped down. Mr. Guy hovered next to me.

"Wake me up in four hours," I told him. I checked my C.A.M. Littlepip was now in the foothills near Canterlot. I'd missed my window.

"Yes sir," he said. I closed my eye and went to sleep.