Fallout Equestria: Survivors

Cyber's Point of View

The camp was very empty and quiet this time of day. It was some time around noon, which meant that our soldiers and scavengers where out on jobs. This was easily my favorite time of day for that exact reason. I liked the quiet, and considering how rarely it was quiet at the camp, I suspected we all liked it. However despite all that, the camps where always on lockdown whenever our soldiers where gone. Now that may be a good thing as we are way more prone to raider attacks during this time of day, but it also meant that you where not allowed to leave your tent unless told otherwise. And considering the camp leader physically requested me told me that whatever was going on in the surveillance room mus pretty big deal, so I really should get there quick.

I increased my speed to a light jog and looked up at the metal surveillance tent at the end of the dirt trail connecting all of the tents, housing, and other buildings inside the camp. I noticed that the young Griffon from before was sitting outside of the tent, intently watching my every move as I inched closer to the metal tent. He didn't look worried or anything, but instead excited. And to be completely honest, I wanted to figure out why. Perhaps he knew something I didn't.

I tried to avoid direct eye contact with him as I approached the entrance of the building, but I could still feel the young griffon's stare. I gave into his stare, and looked directly at him.

"Is...is something wrong?" I asked.

"I think so, the leader is in there yelling at the guy who watched the screens." He responded.

As soon as he said that I heard a muffled yell inside the tent, along with a much quitter response. I could tell immediately that the scream matched that of our camp leader.

"Well, wish me luck then young one." I said as I opened up the metal door to the building, immediately catching the pissed off stare of our leader.

Our camp leader's name was Gridlock, and he really deserved such a name. Not only did it fit him perfectly, but it also proved his overprotectiveness of the remainders of our species. His entire body was a dark grey that might as well just be black. even his claws and beak wear a darker brown. He was also a much larger griffon, being slightly bigger then me. His armor of choose added to his size and stature though. He donned pre-war Talon Company commanders armor, along with bits and pieces of griffon power armor scattered throughout his body and legs. The power armor didn't function unless combined with all of its parts, but that didn't stop the pieces of it to be highly bullet resistant. However he didn't wear any armor on his head, something I thought was pretty pointless.

"You there! Techy! Why isn't this screen working?" He yelled, walking closer to me. I noticed the smaller female griffon behind him trembling, she must have been the one who watches the screens...I guess Gridlock decided to take some anger out on her.

"Not sure, I just got here." I responded as politely as possible. I may not have really liked our leader, but it was still better to not piss him off.

"You giving me attitude!" He yelled in response.

"No, just stating what I know sir. I just walked in, haven't had a chance to look at anything yet." I responded, taking a small step back as he inched into my personal space.

"Then get to work damn it! Come get me when it's fixed, and don't leave this building until it is!." He yelled as he walked passed me and outside of the tent, the young griffon slipping in behind him right before the door shut. He walked over and sat down beside me, smiling as he did so.

I finally was able to get a good look at the room now that Gridlock was gone. The inside was exactly the same as the exterior, dull, grey, and metallic. It was a fairly empty single room building. At the end of the room where all of the screens showing what all of the camp's outside cameras saw in real time, and just as I thought, one of the screens was completely blacked out. I looked over at the female griffon, she was shaking. Gridlock must have shook her pretty bad.

As I looked at her I took in her stunning appearance. She had a tan, slender body with light read feathers covering her head, end of tail, and tips of her wings. Her eyes were a pinkish color, her claws and beak where a stained yellow.

I slowly approached her. I must have caught her gaze as she looked over at me and just stared, continuing to shake. Guess I should say something.

"Umm...so when did you notice the screen go out?" I asked.

"About thirty minutes ago. Possibly forty." She responded, her voice was light and kind sounding.

"Okay then. Might just be a problem with the wiring. Either that or the actual camera outside was busted." I responded. "Let me go get my tools, I'll be right ba..." I was cut off by her.

"No no, I'll have my Young One get them for you." She responded.

"Your Young One? Where is he?" I asked.

"Oh, you two have met." She smiled as she gestured to the small griffon who I had been seeing all day now. I turned and looked him in the face, receiving a smug smile in response.

I wasn't sure how to respond to this. I just simply wasn't expecting him to be her kid. All this aside, I had a job that needed to be done, so questions could wait until later.

"Well then." I simply said, she giggled in response. I then turned to the young griffon. "Well, you heard your mother. My tools are inside a black bag lying on the table in the tent you got me from." I said to the young griffon.

"I'll be back in just a second!" He smiled as he turned and ran out of the tent...guess I had a few minutes to ask questions after all.

"So...what's your name?" I asked the female griffon.

"What's that?" She questioned.

"What's your name?" I asked once more.

"Oh, I'm Gizmo." She said. "Who are you?"

"I'm Cyber. I take it you got your name because of all this?" I said as I gestured to the screens in the room.

"Yep. Not really that fitting though. Wish they would go back to the pre-war way of naming griffons." She responded.

"You have zero clue how much I agree with that." I laughed. "So, umm...how old are you?"

There was a long, awkward pause before I got a response, her facial expression showed that she was thinking...or more debating on something. "Only 16." She finally responded...how the hell did she have a kid then? You weren't allowed to do that until you where 18.

"Um...no offence, but how do you have a kid then?" I asked, receiving a small chuckle before she responded.

"Ha, none taken." She laughed "But he's not actually my kid. His mother and father died the day after he was born in a raider attack, I'm sure you remember the one." She said, filling me with not only confusion, but the urge to know more.

"About five years ago?" I responded. "The one where both the mother, father, and kid where killed in the attack?"

"Yep, at least that's what Gridlock wants everyone to think. He lived...but he wasn't going to if no one decided to look after him.

"And I take it that's where you come in?" I asked.

"Yep. I made a deal that if Gridlock let me raise him as my own, I would work the surveillance room for him." She said.

"That's right. we got the camera's and stuff hooked up not much longer after that attack." I added in.

"Uh huh. So I've raised him as my own. He thinks I'm his mother, and I really don't think he needs to know what actually happened. So I play along and usually tell anyone who ask that I'm older then what I am...except for you Cyber." She said.

Upon saying this I became curious. Why would she decide to tell me...and only me at that.

"Why me then?" I asked, tilting my head in the process.

"You know...not sure. Just something about you Cyber. I could tell be the way you spoke to Gridlock that you hate this place as much as me...I could tell that you only decided to stay here because you used to be scared of the wasteland. Just like me." She said.

It was around this time when I heard the building's door open up once more, I turned to see the small Griffon, my tool mag dragging behind him as he held the straps of it in his mouth. I looked back at Gizmo, who winked, hinting that everything she just said was between me and her. I looked back at the Young One.

"That was fast." I said as I grabbed the tool bag from him.

"Yep! That's why I'm a messenger! It's cause I'm so fast! Right momma?" He said as he walked over to Gizmo, I could tell that he took pride in his speed judging from how he walked over to her.

"That's exactly why honey." Gizmo said as she lightly patted the Young One's head. "Well Young One, we should move and let Cyber work."

She then moved out from the table, the Young One following close behind. Gizmo then jokingly gestured at the screens.

"Have at it." She said, this brought a smile to my face.

I walked up to the screens and observed the darkness filled one. I noticed that there where large bolts at each corner of the screen, this most likely removed the entire screen out of its housing. If I did that then I could inspect the wires, so of course that's exactly what I did.

I reached into my tool bag and grabbed the appropriate tool to remove the bolts, and it didn't take long to remove all of them and pull the screen out of its housing. I gently sat it down and began looking at all of the wires connecting to the back of the screen. There was only four wires: A red, yellow, white, and black. And as soon as I looked at where they all connected to I spotted the problem. Every single one of the wires where charred at the ends.

"Well that explains a lot." I said.

"What is it?" I heard Gizmo ask from behind me.

"Well...did you happen to hear a popping noise when the screen blacked out?" I asked.

"No, the screen just simply shut off like you where to hit a power button." She responded.

"That's really odd then." I said.

"Why's that?" She responded.

"Well, all of the wires on this screen look blown." I said...then I realized that if these ones blew, why didn't the other screens go out as well. The only way for the wires to do this is if they received a large power surge, and if that's the case then every single screen should have went with it. I laid the screen back down on the table and began staring at it, attempting to process why only this screen went. It was this time when I heard Gizmo gasp behind me, I turned and looked at her.

"What's wrong?" I quickly asked.

"Look at the screens." She said. her eyes appeared to be stuck open.

I turned and laid my eyes on the screens...what I saw really confused me. All of the screens where turning off one after the other. It wasn't until only one single screen was left when I saw something frantically run across the screen, then peek out from a corner and point something at the camera...then it went black. It wasn't much longer when we all heard a gunshot, followed by the cutting off of the pre-war recording to be replaced with the camps attack sirens. I looked over at Gizmo and the young one.

"We're under attack. And this one is gonna be bad." I said.