Fallout Equestria: Chumming Waters

Chapter 3 - Call To Action

"Fear in natural. Just as any other emotion is. But to be ruled by it is an act of futility. That's why we all must push our fears aside, and work to a better future. This is what this new ship represents, taking all of our fears and casting it out to the waters. Blackwater will be a places were you all can live free from fear, and truly start life anew. Now on this new ship you can find work, you can find love, and you can start a family. We still have many enemy's, thous who wish to see all the good we do thrown to the fire, but from your good work here, the fleet will become stronger, and our emery's will fall. So with a pride, I here by officially announce our first city ship, The Blackwater."

Thorn Roseland's christening of the City Ship Blackwater. Year ten of the new area.

My eyes opened, slowly adjusting to the light... Well eye. My left eye was covered up, feeling sore, and would throb now and then.

Trying to get up, my body refused to even put in the effort. I was warm, conformable, and ached all over. But my stomach rumbled with hunger, and I realy needed to pee, so I had to get up. That's when I felt something on me, a warm something that pressed down on my stomach.

After my eye could final focus on the world around me, I took a look down to find Black Spot using my belly as a pillow. Taking the time to looking about, the room I was in was small, and full of boxes. We happened to be on some old cushions, which were very comfortable. The rest of the room was a dull gray, with one light above us that flickered now and then.

Needing to get up, I slowly scooted myself out from under him. This did not end as well as I hoped, as he started to cuddle me around the flank. "I don't have time for cuddles Black Spot, I got to pee!"

"Sis don't go." he mumbled

Fuck, this is how we miss chapel. He want's to sleep cuddle, I let him, and we both go hungry for the day. "If you don't let go, I'm just going to have to pee on you!" and he's now holding on tighter. "Come on, we got to go to chapel, or we don't get to eat!"

"This is so adorable I could puke!" Looking in the direction of the voice, I could see Carving Doll looking down at us. Reaching down, she bit onto the back of my vest, and puled me up. Black Spot held onto me a little longer before I slid out of his hold. Placing me back down, Carving Doll walked out of the room. "Come, Victoria wants to see you."

After stretching, I trotted off after Carving Doll. "Can I go pee on or way? I need to go realy bad!"

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I had arrived at the fermenting room after what felt like an hour. The pain in my eye had gone away, but I manage to bump or trip into half the junk in the hallway. The fermenting was were the rotting food was taken to make alcohol, most of it when into the water to make grog for every pony to drink. And True to it's name, it smelt like rot and alcohol.

Victoria stood on a Box, surrounded by a lot of other ponies. Seeing me, Victoria smiled. "Good, now that every pony is here, we can get down to business." She loudly tapped on the box, getting the attention of a few distracted ponies. "Fist off, Most of our runners are gone. A fucking rat sold them out, and the cunt Blackpowder Blast has seen to it that they are all dead. Well except for one of them." I could see a few of the other ponies give me a glance before refocusing on Victoria. "With the runners gone, we loos our contacts, and in turn the ability to bribe for our continued safety. So that brings us to the reason I have gathered you all here like this. Were changing out tactics."

The crowed began to murmur and shift about. It was an uneasy atmosphere, so much so I could feel it, but that could also be the alcohol.

"As things are, we can no longer appeal to the ponies under Blackpowder to keep from hunting us down. So I say it's time... Time we kill Blackpowder Blast!"

The crowed steeled down for a moment before one pony gave out a cheer, which was followed by the rest. "Let's put her head on a pike!" "Hang the cunt!" "Cut her up and feed her to her own loyalists." They wanted blood, and I had to admit, so did I. The cunt stabbed me and threw me into the water, and I was still upset about that.

"Lucky for us, I've been preparing for something like this. So from me to all of you, I give gifts. Happy Hearts Warming Eve every pony." On Victoria command, Puppet Strings rolled out a large box into the crowd of ponies.

Pulled out from the box was what looked like the uniforms of the sailor ponies that were made in manufacturing. But more heavy on the green, then the red. The armor on the uniforms also looked lighter, and under the flag of the fleet was another flag that depicted a red and green eye, just like how Victoria's was in medical.

Puppet Strings pulled out another box, and inside were pistols, and combat knives. There was enough for all of the ponies here, of which they all gleefully armed themselves.

"Now every pony, Don't just go running off thinking you can just fight your way to the captain, or I will just have to end you right here. I have a plan of attack for all of you to follow, and this plan will not work unless every pony plays their part." Victoria looked over at me. "On that note. Come here Star Charter, you have an important role to play."

A lot of eyes were on me, all of them with the same kind of eyes as Victoria, an unnerving green in ether their left, or right eye. This also meant that many of then had mismatched eye colors.

Taking a deep breath, I walked over to Victoria, but Puppet Strings stopped me along the way. "Deary, let me take that off o' you first, Let Victoria see your pretty eaye." With her magic, Puppet removed the bloody bandages from my head. Pulling out a small mirror shard, I got a good look at why my eye was cover. It was, well greener, and on a closer look It seemed to shift in green hue. My eyelid was covered in dried blood that flaked off after rubbing my eye a few times.

Victoria chuckled, "Welcome to the Corps Bragaid Star Charter. Now first off, let's get you geared up."

They had a uniform ready for me, it's smaller size meant that the armor plates covers me far better then of the others. I didn't get the same weapons as the others, in place of the pistol I got three pipebombs. As for the combat knife, I was instead given Blackpowders cutlass, Puppet Strings renaming it to the Blackwater Cutlass. I even got a cool sheath to put the cutlass in.

Victoria rubbed me on the head "When we head out, I want you to stick with me. Blackpowder failed to kill you, so you will be perfect for sending the message that I'm coming for her. I'll explain the rest later." With that she trotted back to the box, stopped on it to get every ponies attention. "Every pony, we will be splitting up into three teams for this. I will be leading red team, Puppet Strings will be in charge of blue team, And Carving Doll will lead yellow team. Now take a look on your armor, each one sould have a bandana on the right leg signifying the team you will be on." I had a read bandana, yay! "Now follow then, the longer it takes for us to start this fight, the harder it is going to get to win. We hit them fast, hard, and show mo mercy."

Every pony Cheered, including me.

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When up the shrouds the sailor goes

And ventures on the yard

The landspony who no better know

Believe his lot is hard

Bold Jack with smiles each danger meets

Weighs anchor heaves the log

Trims all the sails belays his sheets

And drinks his can of grog

If to engage they give the word

To quarters he'll repair

Now winding in the dismal flood

Now quivering in the air

When waves 'gainst rocks to rend and roar

You'll n'er hear him repine

Though he's on Frozen North's icy shore

Or burning beneath the line

When sailing orders to arrive

Bold Jack he takes his leave

My dear sweetest Pol he cries

I pray now do not grieve

Thy Jack will take his daily can

Of grog and drink to thee

In hopes that thou will n'er forget

Thy sailor who's at sea

But should thou false or fickle prove

To Jack who loves thee dear

No more upon my native shore

Can I with joy appear

But restless as the briny main

Must heartless heave the log

Shall trim the sails and try to drown

My sorrow in cans of grog

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Along our way to were we wold begin the attack, Victoria explained to me why we had the eye, and what it did. As it turned out, it was part pf some sort of magical ritual from before the end of the grate war. It was meant to give a pony a power called "The Stair" A power that could even make a full grown dragon quiver in fear. But the ritual often killed the ponies it was used on, so they stopped doing it. But Victoria found it, and found out that it only killed off the weak. The power of the stair was only for the strong, and like her, I was strong enough to have it.

Our waiting place was at the edge of Cargo town, with a strait path to the security tower. I could see the guards paroling all about, though most were in their tower.

"Star Charter." I turned to Victoria, who had a serous look on her face. "It's time for you to play your role. We need you to lure the guards from their tower. If we only stir up trouble here in Cargo town, they will just take sniping positions. The only way to get them to come out, and out in force is to hit them, and hit them hard." She tapped one of the pipe bombs. "We need you to get into the security tower, and set the bombs in placed were they gather. After that run to Hull Town, Carving Doll will be waiting for you there."

I nodded. How was I to do this I didn't now, But Victoria had this look about her, like she knew I could do it. "How do I get in?"

She smiled, "I still have a few contacts. One of them is a guard, who will be waiting at the east side of the tower. She'll let you inside. After that, just place the bombs where ever it will hurt, and get out of there." She pulled out a trigger from a pocket. "I'll detonate it from here."

Sounded simple enough. I get in, plant bombs, get out, and run to Hulltown. As long as I'm careful, nothing sould go wrong.

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I was provided with another cloak, this one was a normal cloak made to simply keep my uniform and weapons hidden. So it was nice and light.

Like Victoria had said, there was a mare guard standing in front of the east entrance to the security tower. She looked nervous, shifting her head side to side, more often then was normal. When her eyes locked onto me she sighed, a without a word, opened the door wide enough for me to quickly run into.

The inside was far cleaner the I had seen in the rest of the city, but still not as nice as the main tower. So as I sneaked from one room to the next, it became apparent that the security ponies lived far better lives that the rest of the city, yet still acted like the most miserable assholes. It only motivated me more to blow them the fuck up.

I felt that I was getting closer to a good spot, but as I rounded a corner I ran right into another pony. "Fuckin' kid... Oh look it here, t' little fibbers be finally here t' pay up." It was the guard from the orchard! Before I could run away, he had already thrown his weight onto me, and held me down. "Don't think t' second mate be goin' t' interfere this time. Oh no, he's swin'in' in t' wind starboard now." He slammed me agent the wall, and everything when fuzzy for a moment. "I wonder what t' captain will give me for turnin' in a little spy? But first, I want me payment."

I cried out in pain when the guard grabbed me by my main, dragged me down the hall. The armor only protected me from every bump and scraped from the floor, but not my head as it began to pound with pain. And almost as soon as it had begun, I was thrown into a room, hitting another wall with a heavy thud.

"You know what, I think I sould collect on t' interest as well." Using what strength I had, I looked up at the guard, and saw him undo his armor. I was immediately reminded of the two stallions from last night, except there was only one stallion, and his thing was pointed at me. "Don't worry, I'll make you a proper mare, not like thous cunt who run this city. A good proper whore."

He slowly walked up to me. I tried to pull my cutlass, but the cloak was in the way. I could try to run for the door, but when I tried to get up, I got dizzy. So I used that stair thing!

The guard stopped, but didn't looked like he was fazed by my glare, just confused. "What t' fuck be wrong with your eye... No matter, Now be you goin' t' take off that stupid outfit or will I just have to... URK!"

The guard choked, and then slowly lifted up into the air, his back bending backwards as spasmed. With a sickening crack, the guard's spine broke, and he was slammed to the ground. Bile and blood shot out of his mouth from the force, his face locked in a look of terror. From the other side of the body, Prism Paint came into view, her own face was that of rage.

"You... you saved me... again?"

Her glare turned onto me. You stupid filly, why, why would you come here! After what they tried to do to you! You sould know better to not to be here!

"I.. I." I think I know how that sister felt.

Prism Paint lifted me up in her magic, Let's leave this place, If they let such vile ponies work here, then.. then you sould leave this place.

Crossing my hooves, I rasbaried at her. "Go were? Hull town? If the captain knows I'm alive, then I'm a dead mare trotting."

I was dropped onto her back, she was a warm and a little bit fluffy. Then we leave this ship, I'm sure Equestria has plenty of safe places for you to live.

"Wait, wait, what!?" Was she serous? If I left now, Victoria's plan will fall apart, and I could not do that to her.

Jumping off of Prism Paint back, I looked at her in the eyes. "I can't go, not until I finish my job here!" I threw off the cloak. "The gang is taking over the city, and I'm important to the plan."

Why can't this Victoria do this herself, or send another pony, any pony but a foal?

Where we having this conversation, right now, next to a dead body! Between how I hurt all over, and the hunger pain in my stomach, Prism Paint had moved from wondrous, to realy aggravating. "It's because I'm important! That's all t' it."

You are so important that this Victoria sends you off to get raped! And you think this is a good thing!? Prisms wings twitched. Are you no better then a raider?

I laughed. "Show what you know, only t' week would complain about such thin's. But I'm strong, so get out t' way, and let me blow thees fuckers t' water below.

I suddenly found myself being lifted by Prism Paint's magic. You will do no such thing young lady. It's obvious that this Victoria is a bad influence on you, and If I don't remove you from this environment, shes going to get you killed.

Waving my front legs, I found it a wast of energy as I was held in Prism's magic "Let me go, I have to help Victoria kill the captain! Prove to every pony I am strong!"

Your a foal, you have nothing to prove!

"I have, I have... I HAVE EVERYTHING TO PROVE!"

I dropped to the floor as Prism gasped, and everything from my left eye was red. Checking the eye with my hoof, I saw that I was bleeding from it. The pain from being thrown around had faded significantly, but was replaced with a more intense hunger. My stomach almost screening for me to feed.

What happened to you? That magic, it... it's wrong. She walked up to me, wings stretched out, but I didn't look at her. The dead guard felt more interesting, and made my stomach cried out for food to eat. Star Charter, look at me I didn't. "Star, look at me and tell me what's wrong."

I felt Prism's magic grab hold of me again, this time forcing me to look at her. My teeth were chattering, and I could not stop shaking "I.." drool sloshed out of my mouth. "I'm hungry" I could not keep my eyes from drifting to the guard. I don't know why, but looking at him only made me feel hungrier. "Very hungry."

She quickly looked at the body, and back at me. Her face had lost all the rage from before, and didn't have the shock and fear she had just a moment before. Her face looked scared, no worried. And I didn't know why, but it made me feel sad. "Oh my poor girl, what did they do to you." I was placed back onto her back. "Just hold on, I'll get you something to eat."

Placing e back onto her back, we both became invisible, and Prism Paint ran off down the hall. The only thing that seemed louder then her hoof steps, was my stomach.

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Footnote:

Quest perk added: Corrupt Regeneration - Whenever heavily wounded, your body will began regenerating. The energy from regeneration is taken from your hunger, and you will suffers doubles the effect of starvation. If starvation hit's critical, a frenzied state will be reached until your hunger is reduced.

Author's Note

The song in this chapter is "Can of Grog"