Fallout Equestria: Revenge

I woke, thankfully, in the same bed that I had gone to sleep on. Mr. Guy hovered next to me, quietly humming. I checked the C.A.M. again. Sure enough, Littlepip was still near Canterlot. Why she would be there, I had no idea, nor did I care. Wait, I never explained what C.A.M. was did I? Well, allow me to explain.

I'm sure you are familiar with the Pip-Buck. Well, the C.A.M. is essentially the same thing, except it's an integral part of my leg. It has the same capabilities as a Pip-Buck, however it cannot trigger S.A.T.S. C.A.M. stands for cybernetically augmented multi-tool. It is wired straight into my brain, so I can use it just by thinking, but I much prefer to use it normally.

Anyway, I got up and rolled out of the bed, grunting as I flumped onto the ground. I stood up and stretched. My bones were popping so loud it sounded like somepony was walking on foam packaging. I shook my self off and put my back legs on the bed and began to do push-ups. After 30 reps, I stopped. I walked out of my room and outside. I held the door open so that Mr. Guy could exit as well.

The townsponies eyed me again. Seriously, what was it with this town? Had they encountered another cyber pony that was like, evil? I didn't know and I didn't care. The mare I had met yesterday had given me the fission battery which I was in great need of. My eye hummed to life, showing me that it's battery level was at 55% capacity. That was good. That meant I had one targeting chance, and one laser charge.  I walked over to the general store and went inside.

"Hey, you got any fresh water?" I asked walking up to the counter.

"Indeed I do," said the stallion behind the counter, who eyed me cautiously, "It's 45 caps for a bottle."

"What?" I asked incredulously, "Hey pal, I didn't save three kids just to get ripped off for a bottle of water. 30 caps."

"35 caps," he said, "And I'll give you some scrap metal for some ammunition."

"Done," I said. I gave him the caps and the shotgun shells and he gave me the scrap metal and water. I thanked him and left. Sitting outside, I pulled out my tools and began to repair my hooves. When I was finished, I wiggled them. Good as new.

"Mr. Guy," I said, "Activate flight mode."

He opened up and I hopped inside. I bade farewell to the townsponies and sped off towards Canterlot. About an hour into our flight, I heard gunshots. There was a caravan being fired upon by raiders. I urged Mr. Guy to a stop and jumped off. As I ran, I pulled out the sub-machine gun and jammed a clip in.

I dove behind a rock and looked around.

The raiders were at an advantage. They were situated on top of a ridge and were firing down on the caravan. The caravan couldn't get any shots in on them because the raiders were behind rocks. Two of the caravan ponies had already gone down. I aimed the sub-machine gun (which I had repaired with my extra scrap metal) and began to shoot bursts at the raiders. My aim was true and one of the raiders went down. I aimed at another. One of the raiders spotted me and it just so happened that he had a sniper rifle. He fired.

Pain flared in my shoulder as the raider's bullet hit it's mark. I ducked down, hissing with pain and grabbing my shoulder. I breathed in and slowly exhaled. I loaded a bullet into my battle saddle's rifle. I got up and triggered the targeting system. The target zeroed in on him. I aimed the rifle and fired. The raider's head exploded in a shower of gore.

Bolstered by my help, the caravan began to take better shots. Soon enough the raiders had thinned out. The remaining four began to retreat.

"Oh no you don't," I mumbled to myself.

I pulled out the grenade and pulled the pin. I cooked it for a second and then threw. My throw was perfect. Three of the raiders were caught in the blast and died instantly. The fourth went down, mortally wounded by shrapnel. I walked over to the caravan.

"Thanks for your help stranger," one of the stallions said, "I don't think we would've made it without you. Anything you'd like to buy will be at a 20% discount."

"Mighty kind of you," I said, "I'd like some tinder and a healing potion if you got one."

"Certainly," he said and turned to one of the ponies, "Hey Rainslick! Get the nice stallion the tinder and a healing potion."

"That'll be 14 caps," he said turning back to me.

I gave him the money and stowed the tinder and drank the healing potion. I could feel the bullet wound, as well as some scrapes and bruises healing. I asked him if he happened to have a fission battery, but unfortunately he didn't. My eye was running on 38% power now. If I didn't get another fission battery, and fast, my eye would run dead again. I thanked him and began to walk away, but then I turned back around.

"You wouldn't happen to have seen a group of ponies go have you?" I asked, "And they may have had a Steel Ranger with them."

"No, I haven't sorry," he said, "But I did see a Sky Bandit go by not too long ago. They looked like they were headed to Glyphmark."

"Alright, thank you," I said, and walked back  to Mr. Guy.

"Mr. Guy," I said, "Make a heading for Glyphmark. And activate flight mode."

"As you wish, sir," he said, "I regret to inform you that battery capacity is drained. I am running on emergency power now."

"Ah shit," I said looking back to see the caravan long gone, "We'll get you some new spark batteries when we get the chance." Until then, I removed my fission battery and replaced Mr. Guy's spark batteries. It would be more than enough to get to Glyphmark, but that also meant I would have to rely on my normal eye for fighting.

I sighed. Couldn't anything be easy? I hopped onto Mr. Guy and we went on our way.

On the way, I thought about how I would go about talking to Littlepip. I would have to hit her friends with tranquilizer darts. Unfortunately, after I was done talking to her, I have to get her with my only amnesia dart. It wouldn't take long to make them again, but gathering the materials wouldn't be. That is, if she didn't shoot me first. I came up with a solution to that to.

If I overclocked my fission battery and then inputted a power usage pattern so that is was an external pattern, I could make an energy shield in front of me. I would be able to hold it long, but just long enough to convince her not to kill me. Of course then there was the problem of sneaking up on her friends and shooting them with the tranquilizer darts. It wouldn't be that hard, as my rubber soled hooves reduced the sound I made whenever I walked, but what about their Steel Ranger friend?

If I could get close enough, I could link my C.A.M. to him and shut his armor down with a security override. No, that wouldn't work. His weaponry would tear me to shreds if I got within ten meters of him. Then I thought about the spark batteries. The batteries were drained, but the cells were alive. If I attached the batteries to the metal darts, the surge of power from his suit would cause the batteries to over charge and shut his armor down. Hopefully knock him out in the process.

I set to work. I created a program so that when I put my fission battery back in it would overclock into the pattern, creating a shield in front of me. Hopefully it would work. If it didn't, then I was fucked. But oh well, I had one shot at this. And it wasn't like the Wasteland would miss me. I was  a vile stallion. I had done some terrible things. And yet, I had done some things that weren't so evil. I didn't care.

After a few hours, we got to Glyphmark. I saw the sun was slowly setting on the horizon. I would have to make my attempt the soon. If I didn't, then I would just be chasing after Littlepip forever. I slowed Mr. Guy to a stop and we settled underneath an overhang.

I gathered some rocks and made a campfire. I gatthered some wood and set the tinder underneath. I switched my hoof out for the plasma cutter. I used it to light the fire. Switching the plasma cutter out for my hand, I found a flat stone and placed it on the fire. I took out the radigator meat and laid it on the stone. It began to sizzle. It wasn't much, and I didn't like the taste of radigator, but it was better than starving.

After it had cooked, I ate the slab of meat and got back up. I went to the top of the ridge and surveyed the area. Glyphmark was a small town, built low to the ground and crumbling. I checked the C.A.M. She was close, the device telling me that she was within a mile of me, but moving away. I took the fission battery from Mr. Guy. and began to run.

After a few minutes, I could see her. She was followed by the Steel Ranger, a pegasus wearing a desperado hat, and a zebra. I silently ran to a nearby rock. She was in shouting distance now. I replaced my hoof with the tranquilizer gun, sorting the darts in such a way that it would be the pegasus, the zebra, and then the Steel Ranger. I took a deep breath and stood.

Firing the three darts in quick succession with the speed of my bionic hoof. They first two went down instantly. The Steel Ranger had electricity arcing across his body. He fell over, his armor smoking. Littlepip became extremely agitated. She looked around, trying to find the source of what just happened.

I put in my fission battery. As soon as I did, a field of energy flared in front of me. I ran out and towards Littlepip. She spotted me and pulled out a revolver. She shot four times, each bullet glancing harmlessly off my shield.

"STOP SHOOTING!" I shouted, "I JUST WANT TO TALK!" That made her falter. I trotted up slowly. I could tell she angry. Very angry.

"What did you do to my friends?" she asked, "Did you kill them?!"

"No," I said panting, "Now let me talk," I said and took a deep breath, "I needed to talk to you, so I devised a plan. I followed you all across the Wasteland to get here and I shot your friends with tranquilizer darts. They aren't dead, just sleeping, and when I'm done talking with you I'll do the same. I knew they wouldn't want to talk to me because then it would interfere with what you were doing. I didn't want to interfere, but I needed to talk to you alone. If you would kindly put away your gun, we can talk like civilized ponies. And it won't matter anyway, because my reflexes are much faster than yours, so if you try to shoot me, you will be dead before you can lift your gun. This shield isn't going to last long, and when it dies, I was hoping you'd give me the benefit of the doubt and just talk."

As if right on cue, the shield died. I changed my hoof out for the bladed one just in case. I panted. Who knew talking so fast can take so much out of you? Littlepip put her gun down.

"If you so much as touch my friends or hurt them in any way, I will kill you," she said her anger ebbing, "Now want do you want to talk about?"

"Yes," I said, "Thank you. It happened two months ago."

"How would I remember what happened two months ago?" she asked.

"Just listen," I said, "Two months back, I had been hired to kill you. I don't why, but I didn't question it. Since then I've dropped the job because of what happened next. Just before I could kill you, someone got to me first. They did this," I said gesturing to my cybernetic appendages, "To me. You were there. You heard the explosion that blew my legs off. Did you see anypony that day?"

"I don't know," she said, "I think so. I saw a white pegasus in a suit running down the hill. He kept saying something like, 'I have to get back the something society'. He looked like he was being chased. Do you know him?"

"No," I said, "I don't, but he still destroyed my body and reputation. And from what I know, he even looted my near dead body. I want to find him, and kill him. Think hard. What was he saying?"

"I think he was saying," she said, clearly thinking hard, "The White Sock Society."

"Thank you," I said and started to leave, then turned back. "By the way, you wouldn't happen to have two fresh spark batteries and a fission battery would you?"

"What!?" she asked incredulously, "You tranquilize my friends and then have the gal to ask for shit?"

"I'll give you 200 caps," I said.

"Oh," she said taken aback, "Okay."

I gave her the caps and she gave me the batteries. I immediately changed out the old fission battery for the new one. My eye hummed back to life. It told me that it was now at 100% capacity. I thanked her and switched out the bladed hoof for the dart gun and immediately shot her with the amnesia dart. She stumbled and struggled to raise her gun again. I walked up and put a hoof on her and pushed her to the ground with little effort. She was out in seconds.

I checked my C.A.M. I removed her tracker's signal. I wouldn't need to hunt her again. I had a target now. The White Sock Society. I hadn't heard of them. But whoever they were, they would pay.

I made my way back to to Mr. Guy. I replaced his spark batteries. Now we both were on full charge. He activated flight mode. I smiled and hopped in. We sped away, making our way to back to our home.