Fallout Equestria: Revenge

I woke up next to Comedy Gold. She was curled up underneath my foreleg. Our manes were tousled and I was still tired. Yesterday had been a great stress reliever. I carefully got out of bed, making sure not to wake her. I walked out of the bed and saw that Alph was sitting patiently on the couch. I stopped dead in my tracks.

"How long have you been there?" I asked.

"All night," she said, "I counted four."

"Oh great," I said, my whole face beet red and my ears feeling like they were on fire, "Four what?"

"She had four," said Alph, "I can tell by the sudden raise in her voice as well as hear almost screaming. She had four."

I inhaled deeply then exhaled, "Goody fucking gumdrops," I said, "Did you at least find what you were looking for?"

She nodded and produced a shiny frying pan as well as other cooking apparel and food items. A lot of it.

"Sweet Celestia," I said, "How much did that cost?"

"Only 1,000 caps," she said with a smug tone, "I'm a good negotiator."

"Well good," I said, "At least we won't have to worry about food or water any time soon."

"Oh," said Alph as she looked down, "I forgot about the water."

I blinked at her. "How could you forget the water? Don't you like need water to you know, drink!?"

"Remember," she said, "I don't need to eat, sleep or drink. I don't even think I have a stomach," she looked down and patted her belly, "Nope, no stomach."

"Ughhh," I groaned, "Fine, whatever, we'll get some water on the way out."

I ate a couple of carrots. It wasn't as good as a plate of bacon and eggs, but it would do for now. Beside, I could just get more at one of the restaurants. I drank a bit of water to wash it down, and began to tinker with my hooves and talked with Alph for a little bit until Comedy Gold woke up. She walked up to me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek as she walked past. She went to the kitchen and made herself breakfast.

Her mane was done up nicely, and she smelled great. I wondered why I had even chosen to take a job that required me to leave her almost every day. Then I remembered. I pushed the thought away. I didn't want to remember. I trotted over to Comedy who was still making breakfast. I thought carefully and decided. I had been thinking about this ever since I came back to Tenpony Tower.

"Comedy Gold?" I said, "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything," she said.

I took a deep breath and asked her, "Will you come with me this time?"

She stopped and turned to face me, "Will I-?"

"Come with me," I finished. She thought about this, her eyebrows furrowed and frowning.

"Well," she said, "But Tenpony Tower is the only place I've ever known. Where would we even go?"

"Anywhere," I said taking her hoof, "We could go anywhere. Do anything. No rules, no laws. Just pure freedom."

"I don't know," she said, "I don't know how to survive, I don't know who is who, I don't even know how to use a gun!"

"I'll teach you," I said, "I would teach you everything. Everything there is to know about the wasteland. Please." I looked into her deep emerald green eyes. I could tell she was distressed at my sudden request.

"Oh Black Eye," she said, brushing her hoof against my bionic eye, "I would follow you to the ends of Equestria. Always stand by your side. That was the pact we made when we decided to get married. I will join you if it makes you happy."

I smiled widely, "It makes me very happy. Thank you."

Alph walked up to us. "Loyalty," she said. We both smiled at her.

"Some adventure!" Comedy shouted as I loaded more rounds into my shotgun drum. The raiders had us pinned down pretty good. I rose up and fire once, twice. The raider fell, bleeding holes punched through his chest. We had only just barely left Tenpony and we were almost immediately beset upon by raiders. They were jeering and shouting at us as they fired their weapons.

"Well sorry, I know how the Wasteland operates, I can't tell the future!" I shouted back. I tossed her the pistol that Alph had given me. Alph had informed me that it was called the Tundra Hawk. She picked it up and fumbled with it.

"What do I do with this?" she said

"Just aim and pull the trigger," I replied. She aimed the pistol from behind her rock and pulled the trigger. The pistol flew out of her hoof, but one of the raider's was punched to the ground, dead. Alph had snuck up behind the raiders and transformed into one of them. She had begun to fire at us, intentionally making her shots go wide.

I loaded some rounds into the rifle on my battle saddle and fired several shots. Two more raider's went down. With only four left, Alph went to work causing havoc. She dispatched one raider and used him as a body shield for when the one next to her began to fire. The bullets hit the body and Alph dropped it. She flew into the air and flew overhead, dodging gunfire and taking full advantage of the holes in her body. Bullets passed harmlessly through them.

I ran up the hill and switched my hoof out for the blade. Comedy stayed behind. Me and Alph quickly dispatched of the remaining three. I walked back to Comedy Gold who just stood there.

"First lesson in gun training," I said picking up the Tundra Hawk and putting it in her hoof, "When firing a gun of any kind, do not let go of the gun."

"I'm sorry," she said, "I'm just not used to using guns."

"I know," I said, "Neither was I when I first started using them. And don't hold the gun in your hoof, you hold it in your mouth."

"What?" she said, "That is completely ridiculous! If I held that infernal thing in my mouth, I'd blow out all my teeth. And what about you? You fire using..."

Then she saw I was holding the combat shotgun in my hand.

"What is that?" she asked.

"It's called a hand," I said, "And you don't have one, so use your mouth."

"But I just told you I can't!" she said, "The gun is far to powerful!"

I grabbed the Tundra Hawk from her in my mouth. I fired off several rounds into the ridge using my mouth. She just stood there, dumbfounded.

"You think the gun has a bit for decoration?" I said giving her the gun.

"How many other ponies have used this gun like that?" she asked, "What if I get some disease?"

"Allow me to assist," said Mr. Guy. I had almost completely forgotten about him. He took the gun and sprayed it down with some aerosol.

"There, the weapon is now free of 100% of bacteria," he said. Comedy Gold still looked suspicious, but took the gun anyway. She was cautious taking the weapon. She bit down, aiming towards the ridge thankfully. The weapon fired. Her head only twitched back a little. She opened her eyes and smiled. She turned to me.

"I can beleef it work!" she said, her words scrambled by the gun. Then it fired again, right into my chest. I screamed and fell to the ground, bleeding profusely. She dropped the gun and ran to me.

"Oh my Celestia, I'm so sorry!" she said, "Will you be okay?"

"Second rule of firearms," I said through grating teeth, "Never aim them at friendlies!" I struggled to my feet.

"Mr. Guy, can you take care of this?" I said. I was rapidly loosing blood. Mr. Guy hovered over to me. He used an extremely thin appendage to remove the round. It had gone right through my armor. What are the odds that out of all the times I've been shot wearing this armor, it falls to my own wife to find a weak point? Mr. Guy used a healing spray to cover the wound. I drank a healing potion just in case. The bullet wound was not very deep, but it still hurt like a motherfucker.

"Now," I said, "Make absolutely sure you never aim it at me or any friendlies again, okay?" She nodded and picked the gun up again. I walked over to the raider that Comedy had shot. He lay there, dead for sure.

"First blood goes to Comedy Gold," I said.

"I-I killed him?" she said shakily. She gagged, seeing the dead eyes, and broken flesh, "I think I'm going to vomit."

"Go ahead," I said, "I know I did my first time." She ran over to the edge of the ridge and threw up her breakfast. She spit over the edge and walked back, her legs shaking a bit. She wiped a hoof across her mouth to wipe away the bile.

"Now comes the easier to stomach part," I said, "Proper looting." She looked at me curiously. I walked over to another raider, and explained to her the importance of looting.

"Looting can find you a great many useful things," I explained, "Food, medicine, weapons, all kinds of things." I showed her how to check a body, and showed her the caps and ammo that I had picked up.

"I don't know if I can do this anymore," she said, "We've only been outside for less than an hour, and you've already shown me that the Wasteland is a horrible place."

"Yes, the Wasteland is a horrible place," I said, "But if you give it a chance, I'm sure you will have the chance to see it in all its immense wonder and beauty."

"Okay," she said nodding, "Okay. I trust you."

"Thank you," I said, "We will come across many ponies that are corrupt, mean, or even downright evil. But you have know that there is always some good where there is bad."

She nodded. She straightened and put on a brave face. She walked over to another raider, took a deep breath and looted her. She took off the saddlepack and put it on. It wasn't as large or as roomy as mine was, but it would have to suffice for now. She dumped her findings in the bag and I saw a gun, some ammo, caps, and a knife go into the bag. I was impressed.

She looked at me with a weak smile. I nodded approvingly and we went on our way. I could no longer ride on Mr. Guy since Comedy was with us.

And we trekked. I had set a heading for Fillydelphia. After a short while of walking, Comedy spoke up.

"So where are we going?" she asked.

"We're going to Fillydelphia," I said.

"Uhh, you mean the place where Red Eye's army is?" she said, "That's right, I may not go outside, but I've listened to enough radio to know who Red Eye is."

"Well good," I said, "Then you know that Red Eye doesn't control all of Fillydelphia."

"What?" she asked with a blank look, "but Dj Pon3 said that Red Eye control's Fillydelphia."

"Well she hasn't been there," I said, "I have been to Fillydelphia. And I can tell you, Red Eye is not everywhere. As a matter of fact. I have a safe-house there now. And that's where we are headed."

"Okay," she said, "But if we get turned into slaves, I'm blaming you." I chuckled and we pressed on. It didn't take long for it to get dark. And with darkness comes sleep. But this is not what happened.

As we were making camp, something moved nearby. I stopped.

"Everyone stop," I said. Comedy, Alph, and Mr. Guy froze in place. I turned on the thermal imaging camera in my eye. A single heat signature appeared. It was ponylike, but it was about twenty feet out of the ring of light made by the fire. I stepped forwards towards it. It cowered away. I reflected on it's size. It was about the same size of Alph. I turned off the thermal cam and instead turned on the flashlight. A solid beam of light shot from my head and lit up the whole area. What I saw next was a shocker.

It was an alicorn. I had seen alicorns before, but never this small. She was cowering away. Her wings were folded in. She didn't appear to be hostile. That was one of the things I also hadn't gotten from my C.A.M. I hadn't gotten an E.F.S. compass. But I could tell she clearly wasn't hostile. She was cut up and bruised. She looked like she hadn't eaten in days.

"What's your name?" I asked her.

She was silent.

"Can you speak?" I asked.

'My name is Chrome'. I heard the sentence in my mind. It caught me off guard. I thought for a moment on how to respond. 'Can you hear me think?, I thought.

Yes., she responded.

Okay, my name is Black Eye. Can you speak with your mouth please?, I thought.

"Okay," she responded. It took me a second to realize she had actually spoken.

"Okay," I said, "These are my friends." I said, gesturing to Comedy, Alph, and Mr. Guy.

"Hey you don't look so good," I said.

"No," she said, "I'll be...fine." And then she collapsed.

"Go get some medical supplies!" I said to Comedy. She got up and ran up to my saddlepacks that were laying next to the fire. I ran to Chrome and lifted her over my back. I carried her to the fire and laid her down. Comedy handed my a healing potion. I mixed it with the stew that was cooking and I slowly poured some into Chrome's mouth. Her wounds slowly began to heal. I sighed.

I injected her with a sedative. Just to be sure that she would sleep. Her body relaxed and she went limp. She was in bad shape. If I wasn't watching her breath, I'd swore she was dead. I decided we should sleep and check on her in the morning. I laid down on the ground, because Chrome was laying on my sleep mat. It took me a little while longer, but eventually I fell asleep.