Fallout Equestria | A Good Day to Die

I stood up and helped Ginger to her feet.

"So what now?" asked Fleet Wing.

"We escape," I said flatly. "First things first, I'm going to get a weapon. The slavers told me that I would clearing out something. I assume that mean they'll give me something. It also probably why they didn't bind my wings like they did Fleet Wing. You two just stay safe until I do."

Fleet Wing and Ginger nodded. I left the building and was immediately bucked in the chest. I grunted as the wind was knocked out of me. I stood up to defend myself against my assailants. They were two Earth pony mares, both wearing wicked armor and stupid, malicious smiles. I flexed my wings and saw their smiles waver just the slightest bit.

"What's the matter?" I asked. "Afraid of a couple wings on my back?"

"Shut the fuck up, you stupid ass little bitch," said the one on the right suddenly scowling. "We fucking own this town."

"Not so long as I'm here," I said, "So you stay out of my way if you know what's good for you."

The one who spoke grabbed me with a hoof so quickly I didn't even have time to react. Her face was scarred and her breathing was ragged. Her muzzle was scrunched up in an attempt to be an intimidating scowl.

"You really want to make trouble don't you?" she asked in a low voice. "Sledge, fuck him up."

She let me go and the other mare walked forward and hoofed my hard in the face. I think they expected it to knock me out because they turned and began to walk away. I stood and spit blood from my mouth and flew towards Sledge. I tackled her hard and got to my hooves as quickly as I could. I ran and kicked her in the face as hard as I could. I flipped around to see a bat make contact with my side. I crumpled to the ground in pain. My ribs were definetly broken. I looked up and saw the other mare with the bat in her mouth. She dropped it and got real low.

"So long as your here, you follow my rules," she said. "Remember that."

I headbutted her and got up.

"And so long as your here, getting out is going to be tricky, so stay out of my way." I ran and slid right into her neck, knocking her out. I stood and immediately regretted it, my chest heaving with broken bones. I grasped my sides and hissed in pain. I fluttered my wings, ever so slightly, just enough so that I could move without hurting. Even with my wings helping me, it was difficult to move. I began to move towards a group of slave ponies, but a guard stopped me.

"You, come here," he said. He didn't wait before grabbing my arm and hauling me to a door. He pushed me through and lifted me to my feet.

"Today's your first day on the job," he said. "Can you walk?"

I shook my head. He handed me a healing potion. I drank it greedily and felt my broken bones mend. They still hurt, but I could at least walk. The guard handed me an old blowtorch.

"Your first job is to go in and fix the old water purifier. And make it snappy." he said. He pushed me towards the door on the other end of the room. I stepped through and into the next room. I looked around and saw only two more doors. Each were at the top of a flight of stairs on either side of a desk. There was a back wall going up behind it, so I had no idea if there was another door.

"Well, way to be specific," I said. I flew up the steps to the door on the left and walked through. Inside was an office, with cubicles going up and down the middle of the room. There would be no use looking in every one, so I ignored them. The room was eerily quiet. I looked around. There was another door on my left. I tried that one.

There was nothing but a metal box. Inside was some nails and duct tape. I grabbed them and looked around for something. I found an old piece of rebar. I picked it up and taped some nails onto the end. I swung once and hit a cubicle to make sure it was good. It was a feeble weapon, but it was better than nothing. I held it with my wing and continued to look around.

I pondered why they would need a water purifier. Maybe they just wanted to see me fail? Just a reason to kill me or something like that? I gave up trying to figure it out and instead focused on finding the stupid thing. If I were in offices, then a maintenance level would be farther below. I searched the building for a stair case. I found one, but there were ghouls at the bottom.

I dropped into a crouch and snuck down the stairs, making as little noise as I could. I grabbed my weapon and jumped down the last flight of stairs and swung my weapon. The nails stuck into the ghouls head with a crack. I pulled it out and swung at the other ghoul, show thankfully was very slow. The weapon hit its head and almost took it clean off. I put my weapon back under my wing and walked through the door.

The maintenance level. There were magical generators that hadn't worked in years. I heard more ghouls and prepared myself. I stalked low behind one of the generator's and saw a dead pony. It looked like a slave. He had been ripped open by the ghouls, his limbs strewn about and half eaten. I had to stifle a gag. The smell was awful. I did see a gun next to his body though. It was the tiniest revolver, about the size of my hoof.

I charged in and swung my weapon. I quickly killed the ghoul I'd hit and was about to swing at another one, but one had already bitten me. I howled in pain and wrenched myself away. I could feel blood leaking from the bite. I swung the rebar and smashed its head in. Two more. I jumped and drop kick one of them and scrambled away. I smashed its head into the ground with my hoof and swung the weapon at the last one. Dead. I panted and felt the stinging bite bark. Luckily, it hadn't taken any flesh. I put my weapon back and picked up the revolver. Checking the magazine, there was three bullets.

I put it in my other wing and check the corpse of the slave. He had about six more bullets, as well as the tiniest healing poultice. I rubbed it on my neck and felt the pain subside a little. I set to work fixing the water purifier. It was heavily damaged, but most of the damage was cosmetic. Easily repairable with the spare parts that were laying around. I kicked it a few times and it whirred to life. I smiled, a job well done. I picked up the gun with my other wing wing and was about to leave when I heard something.

"Psst!"

"Who's there!?" I immediately said, whipping around to try and find the source of the sound. I saw the vague image of a pony in the shadows, just beyond the ring of light created by my blowtorch.

"Sh-sh-sh!" said the voice, "Don't panic, we're here to help."

"And why should I trust a mysterious voice in the darkness?" I said. As if on cue, a couple of lights flickered on. There was a small ring of four ponies around me. I drew my weapon and readied for a fight.

"Whoa man calm down!" said one of them, backing up. Then I noticed what they were wearing. They were decked out in black cloth and leather armor. They all had jet black coverings on their faces as well as eye patches. Two mares, two bucks. They looked tough.

"We're here to help you escape." said the one in front of me. "My name's Dead Night."

"I'm Fourleaf." said the one on the far left, a mare.

"Masky's the name, friend," said the mare on the right.

"And that's Silver Bit," said Dead Night, taping a hoof on the buck next to him. "He's mute."

"Alright, any reason I should trust you with my name?" I said.

"No need." he said. "Listen, when you get topside, find a pony with a black bandanna and tell them that 'the care package has arrived' and follow them. Got that?"

"Sure, but hold on," I said, releasing my tension. "Who are you guys?"

"We're the Thieve's Guild." he said. "And we're your ticket out of this hellhole."

They backed up and the lights switched off. I heard subtle movement, and when the lights turned back on, they were all gone. I made my way back up and out of the building where the guard pony was waiting.

"I see you fixed it." he said. He looked me up and down, then left without another word. I waited until he was gone and then ran back to Ginger and Fleet Wing. They hadn't moved much. Fleet Wing looked up as I walked in. I must've been gone for about an hour.

"Did you get anything?" asked Fleet Wing. I nodded and showed her my rebar weapon and the revolver.

"Take it," I said, giving her the gun. "I couldn't bear it if anything happened to you."

She took it and nodded. "What about you?"

"I'll be fine," I said, "Just stay here and in hiding."

I walked out the door, but before I could go anywhere, Fleet Wing came from behind and hugged me tight.

"Be safe," she whispered. She let go and I nodded. I ran from the building, scanning the area for any sign of a black bandanna. After a few minutes, I spotted one. I sprinted up to the pony who looked at me funny.

"Got something you want to say?" he asked angrily. He was a tall, tan buck, worn from work. There were bags around his eyes.

"Yeah," I said, leaning in. "The care package has arrived."

He grunted and instructed me to follow. I did as he lead me to a small hole in the ground. It was barely big enough, but we jumped in. Inside, there was a small door. We walked through and I was greeted with the readying of weapons. There were two ponies, each one pointing rifles at us and wearing the same garments as the other ponies I had met earlier. They took notice of the black bandanna and lowered their weapons. They opened the door they were guarding and ushered us in.

"Where have you been?" asked a voice. I looked around the room, which was dimly lit by some lights. The room was made from the surrounding stone, and was really more of a cave than a room. Suddenly, Dead Night trotted up to us from nowhere. He waved off the other pony who immediately left through another tunnel.

"Where is this?" I asked. "And where are the others?"

"They're out and about." he said. "Firstly though, follow me. I'd like to show you something."

He lead me through one of the tunnels and to a room with a bunch of technical equipment.

"We've had a small team work on something. You're going to love this." He walked over to a rack where there was a piece of barding similar to the one he was wearing. He instructed me to me to put it on. I did and he immediately pulled out a pistol and shot me. I gasped, expecting to die or even feel pain, but all I felt was the slight force of the impact.

"What the hell was that!?" I half-shouted.

"Impenetrable armor," he said, putting the gun away. "We've been working on this for a long time. It only stops small caliber rounds, maybe a shotgun if you get lucky. We're hoping to make it better by the end of the year. You can keep it."

"Wow," I said, feeling the place where he shot me, only feeling the slight indent where the bullet had lodged itself in the armor. it was so thin, it felt like just cloth, but sure enough, the bullet was there. "Why are you giving this to me?"

"Test run," he said. "If it works, great, if it doesn't, makes no difference to us."

I suddenly felt less gratuitous. I inspected the armor further, and found that there were plates of a mystery metal in between swaths of cloth. I decided it would be best if I left it on.

"Now, about the other's," he said. He led me to another room, directly adjacent to the one we were in. inside there were a couple of ditches dug into the dirt. The other three were sitting in a couple, but there were four more ponies than the the one's I'd met.

"So, you're a group of eight?" I said, inspecting the faces of all of them. "Four mares, four bucks?"

"Got to keep it even," he said. "The other four are the trainees."

"And how big is this guild?" I asked, still looking at them.

"We've got about one hundred across the entire Wasteland." he explained. "Ten groups of eight were assigned to different locations to gather as much resources and intel from highly active locations. We have a command group at an undisclosed location."

"Pretty extensive," I said. I walked over to the four in back and they stood up.

"Name's Night Flower," said one of the mares. "The other mare is Sandy."

"Gee thanks," said Sandy, looking over at the other trainee.

"Bloodhoof," said the largest of the trainees.

"Lastly, but certainly not least, I'm Quiet Hoof," said the last buck with a bow. I could tell he was smirking.

"And what's your name?" asked Night Flower, walking up to me.

"My name is Fireflight," I said to them.

"Fireflight here is going to help himself by helping us," said Dead Night. He turned to me. "We're bringing down the Wastelands."