Fallout Equestria: Cyber's Story

Cyber's Point of View

"So...any description of exactly wear your leading us?" I asked Loose Screw as we blindly followed to an unknown location without any sort of hint as to if this place was actually safe...or even worth it for the fact.

"Look Cyber...I know ponies there. They can help." She responded, resisting eye contact as she continued to trot up the now corpse filled hill that we came from.

"Like who?" Treble said from behind me.

"There's a few ponies there I know, specifically one known as Clicks. Or at least that's what everyone wants him to be called." She said, still avoiding any eye contact as she led our small pack.

"What kind of relation do you have with this clicks mare?" I asked out of curiosity...yet this was the thing that made her stop in her tracks. "What?" I said, slightly cocking my head to the side.

"What makes you think Clicks is a mare?" She said, a hint of ignorance and pain in her voice.

"Well...for every five ponies, one is a colt. Just common math I was taught back in the Stable." I said. "It's a common mistake."

I looked over at Treble, and she looked just as confused as me as to why she was getting so mad at this.

"Is that what that's about?" She responded.

"Yeah...did you sleep through classes or something?" Treble said. She was always the straight A student.

"Some don't get to take those classes." She said, her voice going from slight anger to a small, inner sadness as she shifted her head downwards.

"Well why didn't you?" Treble asked...this conversation obviously wasn't leading somewhere good, so I was just going to sit this one out and let Treble have a go at it.

"Well...by the time I was old enough to go into kindergarten I didn't have parents to sign the forms to let you take school classes...that's how I got stuck in maintenance." She said, turning and starting to continue walking. I could tell by her voice that talking about that hurt her. I would of tried to make this conversation completely if I would of known anything about Loose Screw's past.

"Oh...um...sorry, I didn't know." Treble said, backing up and lowering her head as she drifted towards me.

"It's fine...is there anything else you want to know so we never have to talk about this again." She said.

"So...your letting us ask anything?" I asked, I mean...it would be nice to know more about her.

"Yeah...as long as you can walk and talk at the same time." She said, her mood seeming to rapidly shift.

Damn...where do I start.

"So...umm...what where your parents names?" I shyly asked.

"Well...moms name was Broken metal...and dad, well he's been dead sense mom was pregnant with me. She never told me his name because I was only four when she passed away do to radiation poisoning. I was to young to even know to ask questions then, so I never knew what happened to dad or even knew his name." She said, yet she more sounded like she didn't give a shit rather then deep sadness.

"Well...thanks for sharing. Means a lot." I said.

"Yes...thank you." Treble added.

"No problem. Anything else?" She asked.

"Well...how long untill we get there?" Treble asked.

"Umm...about..." She was cut off.

"How about wherever your going...we all just forget about." An unknown, cheerful, charming, yet ridiculously rude voice said from our far right.

I quickly turned towards the voice, the shotgun battle saddle's pressure switch clenched in my teeth, and faced a pony that was not only frightening looking, yet still had a large hint of mystery to him. What threw me off was the fact that he was alone, no pony else in sight.

"State your business." I said to the male Earth pony as he creeped out of a thick patch of bushes.

He had a gray coat with a greyish blue mane, and a scarf to match that draped over his front right hoof to hide whatever was under there. You could barely see his face, just his blood red eyes...also with a grey tint. His cutie mark was slightly scratched out and scared, but I could make out a wrench behind an oddly placed skull that really just didn't belong.

"State yours." He says.

"You first, I'm a man of trade when it comes to questions and answers." I say, trying to sound smart.

"Well that makes two of us, now doesn't it?"  He smiled as he removed the scarf from his front right leg. This revealed what looked top be a gun with multiple barrels...however it wasn't tied to his leg or in a holster, but instead seemed to be a part of him...like it literally was the lower part of his leg from the knee down.

"What the fuck is that!?" I say, I heard Treble gasp behind me.

He started looking around like he was confused, then started focusing on a rock that was lying next to his gun.... leg.... thing.

"That's a rock dumbass...I thought you unicorns where smart...pity." He says.

This threw me off a bit, then I noticed the small rock lying next to his leg...that's when he raised it and pointed it at me. The multiple barrels started spinning, I knew this wasn't good. I took an abrasive stance and waited for something top happen, but then Loose Screw stepped out in front of me.

"Clicks! Calm yourself, they're with me." She yelled.