Fallout: Equstria- My story

by Chambered

Rating: mature
Tags: Alternate Universe, Other, Adventure, Crossover, Human, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark
Length: 7153

Travis is a survivor who travles alone...Untill he sees a U.S. Marine's work.

War. War never changes. Even in Equestria.
I am whisked to the Equestrian Wasteland. I have nothing but the will to survive, and a few friends. I Don't know what happened here, but I'll fix it, or die trying. The question is, How can I restore peace to this hell-hole?This is my story.
Thanks to my editor & Co-writer, Anom3mous1. You should read his stories, especially Fallout: Equestria: rules of engagement
(Click here to read.)
Cancel notice: I just can't keep up with 5... maybe six stories, and this one had the one of the worst ratings.

Published 2015-12-13 02:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-12-28 22:13:21 UTC

Chapter 4:The end?

“So, you are a hero of this wasteland?” I asked Littlepip.

“I guess I-”she started.

“She is.” Replied the pegasus, named ‘Calamity’.

Littlepip cut him a sharp glare.

“What?” ask Calamity. They all noticed I was pretty quiet.

“Is something wrong?” Littlepip asked me.

“My dad was recently killed in action.” I said, grimly.

“What?!” said Pearson.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” I said.

“Okay” they all said.

A gunshot rang out and the bullet whizzed by my head.

“Get to cover, that is a sniper!” Yelled Littlepip. I dived to the ground.

“Travis, can you take him?” asked Pearson. I stood up, taking aim with my M24, and fired, but I missed. Pain ripped through me like daggers.

Like I said before, I never knew true fear before I had a sucking wound in my chest.

I collapsed to the cold ground. A 44. magnum cracked.

“Sniper down!” yelled littlepip.

“Travis!” Someone yelled out. I know I am dying. Hell, I was just shot in the lung. I know I will die. I know it shouldn’t be my time yet. I felt myself cough. It hurt like hell. I was immediately being told that I’ll be okay. Bullshit. I know it is happening, and I am afraid of it. I couldn’t speak if I tried. Just end my fucking pain, no more fear, please.I felt myself being dragged. This is a lost cause, you know.

I saw the purple drink being force given to me. It did nothing.

“I don’t understand...That should have fixed him up!” Yelled a pony, I couldn’t tell who. I saw my vision darken.

“G-guys...Forget it…” I muttered, just barely. I felt something being wrapped around my chest.
“We won’t give up on-” I someone was saying before I blacked out.

Author's Note

You decide, does he live, Or die?

Chapter 5: Not dead.

Pain.

All I felt was searing pain as I regained conciseness. First thing I noticed, other than pain, was I was on a gurney.

"You are awake!" I looked over, it was Pearson. "You've been out for days."

"R-really?" I said in a very raspy voice. Damn it...

"Try not to talk until the doc does something about your voice" Said the mare that did save me back at the hellhound territory. I nodded as a return. The doc. came in.

"well, I wasn't actually expecting him to wake up." said the doctor. " Especially since healing potions seem to do nothing for you, but makes your voice very raspy. Water should help with that." He then gave me water, and I sucked it down. I felt like it did help.

"Thanks, doc." I said, my voice not that raspy, to the point you couldn't tell it even was.

"Normally I would charge you, but the stable dweller told me not to. So, just this once, It is on the house, or should I say tower." I looked at the Pip-Buck, it said I was in Tennpenny tower, in Manehatten. I was still wearing my clothes, though they were cleaned.

"What even is the current currency?" I asked.

" Bottle Caps." said the doc.

"Huh..."I said, surprised.

"Anyways, Pon3 wanted to interview you over the radio. You should get going." Said Pearson. I got up and left the room to be met with many stares.

"What are you?!" one exclaimed.

"A human." And with that I left the room. I found the elevator, and took it to a button labeled 'Radio Station'

The interview

" Hello everypony, This is DJ Pon3! And We are gonna interview creature like no other! It is a bipedal creature. So, what exactly are you?"

"Well, I am a human being, My name is Travis Johnson. Age: fifteen."

"Fifteen? Well, where are you from?"

"Texas, The United States of America, Earth."

"Never heard of it, where is this 'Earth'?"

"Earth is a planet. It still has a government...Well, over 100 governments."

"So, Humans are less destructive?"

"Way more, actually. In the 2015 years Earth has been around, there has been like 100 to 150 wars."

"2015? That is odd. Tell me about it."

" Well, I was born November, 2000. but in 1945, the technology was there to turn cities into radioactive craters. It just didn't happen."

"Your planet has Megaspells?"

"They are called Atomic Bombs there."

"How many times were they used?"

"Twice. One in Hiroshima, the other in Nagasaki, both in Japan. They surrendered about two days later. We then signed at treaty that we won't use those types of bombs again."

"Did they keep to that?"

"Yes. no-one used them since."

" Alright, tell us about yourself."

" I have been shooting guns since I was 11, My dad was in the Military, particularly the U.S. Marine Core. Oorah. I never killed until ,according to Littlepip, I killed something called a Hellhound."

"You killed a hellhound?"

" I don't wanna talk about it."

" So You know the stable dweller?"

"I just call her Littlepip, but yeah. She technically saved me, or helped me save myself. I still got the kill, but only because she distracted them."

"Okay, so what is up with the bandages?"

" I got shot in lung."

"And you lived?"

" I think so."

"What was your fist gun?"

" A 32. bold action rifle.

"Do you know any good songs?"

" My favorite's name is Radioactive."

" What are your current weapons?"

" A machete, a M16A4 assault rifle, and a M24 sniper rifle. M16A4 is chambered in 5.56mm and the M27 is 7.62x51mm."

"You seem to know a lot about guns."

"Self-taught."

"Really?'

"Eeeeeyup."

"How did you get here? Also, welcome to hell."

" I am not sure."
"Well everypony, This is Travis Johnson and DJ Pon3 signing out. And now, Sweetie belle.

I finally walked out of the elevator, at the bottom floor.

" Well, that went well." I said. " Me and Pearson even got a room for free, given it is like 12:30...Why am I talking to my self?" I began to hum 'Radioactive' as I walked to the room I was given. It was rather large, and had even a gun cabinet. I put away my M16A4, and my M24. I then hung my machete over the bed, where I can reach it if need be. I saw a bowl of fruit next to the bed, and grabbed and ate an apple. I was starving. I opened a bottle of a drink named 'Sparkle-Cola', and drank it. I noticed after I drank it, It gave me Rads. Only two, but I checked my Pip-buck for radiation poisoning. I did not have that, thankfully. I walked over to the bed, and fell asleep on it.

Level up.
Speech: 65
Perk added: Heard of. Most ponies will no longer attack or flee from you, for you were on the radio.

Author's Note

So he lives, and he is getting VIP life...for now.
Tell me how you are liking it, and criticism is now accepted. only if it is constructive.

Chapter 6: out in the wastes.

I woke up at around six. I grabbed my Machete, and both guns, when I saw a key. Then looking around I found a safe, I used the key to unlock the safe. There was a Desert Eagle, and a box of 50. AE ammo, and 500 caps. There was some sort of tape, I inserted it the Pip-buck. I had the option to record an audio blog. I recorded a message:

"If you are listening to this, I am dead. I have commissioned James Pearson to delivering this to Pon3 after my death or disappearance. I have failed to help." I then put the tape in my pocket.

A knock at the door.

"I am coming." I said. It was Littlepip." Hello, Littlepip."

"Hi, We are going to clear Ponyville of raiders, care to come with us?" She asked, as if she was expecting a 'No'.

"Sure. I'll give you 25 caps to go with."

"Pay me? Why?" she asked.

"Because I wanna be some sort of help out there." I replied

" I'll go tell the others." she said walking to the group. I followed her.

"So, is he coming with us, Pip?" Asked Calamity.

"Yes, and he does have a name." said Littlepip.

"Name's Travis." I said. "I don't have a nickname."

"You could use one, I'll see if I could get Pon3 to getting you one." said Littlepip.

"Okay, though Travis works for me." I said. "But 'Peacemaker' would be cool, too."

"That sounds fitting." She said as we left Tennpenny Tower.

The wasteland is unforgiving.

I was laying down, in a prone position, on a hill over looking the ruins of Ponyville.

Click

The noise was behind me.

"Don't move." said the raider, holding a gun in it's magical grip.

"...Shit..."I said, before he shot a round. Pain soared through my leg. A message popped up in a corner of my vision. My left leg is crippled.

"FUCK!" I yelled, and pulled out the Desert Eagle, and shot him 3 times. I crawled over to my rifle and Aimed at a raider rushing the group. My rifle cracked, and the raider's brain mater went everywhere. I chambered a fresh round and fired into anther raider. I repeated this process until my gun just went click. I began to reload when I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Littlepip.

"Don't scare me like that!" I said.

"Sorry...You are hurt!" Said Littlepip

"Raider came up behind me and shot me in the leg. My Pip-buck says my leg is crippled."

"Oh no."

"I'll patch him up..." said Velvet Remedy.

Back at Tennpenny, seven hours later.

I woke up to knocking on the door. I looked at the Pip-Buck's clock, 3:00 am. I went to answer the door, to once again, see Littlepip at the door.

"Yeah, Littlepip?" I said as I looked at her.

"Listen, I am so sorry You were shot again. I did hear the shot, But we didn't go to help you... I am so sorry."

" It's not your fault, Littlepip." I said, trying to reassure her that even if something could have be done, It wasn't her fault.

"No, I can't sleep because it was my fault you had to wait so long to get fixed up!" She near yelled. "I may get you killed!'

"Like I am important." I said.

"You are going to be important to help return peace to Equestria!"

"How?" I said, not really wanting to argue with her, because she did save my life more than once. " My kind is very violent. More so than ponies."

"I just don't want to be the one to get you killed!" She was crying at this point.

"Hey, hey. No need to -" I started.

" Just you're way too young for your kind to see this! I am so sorry..."

" Listen. I will be fine. You can come in if you want." I offered as she began to sob harder, but she entered." Can I get you something to drink?"

"Sure, do you have Sparkle-Cola?" she said, calming down.

"Coming right up." I said. I went and got her a sparkle-cola from the -somehow still working- fridge. I walked over to her and handed her the bottle.

"Thanks." she said. "Can you put on any songs?"

" Only the ones on the radio. Because, you know, Pip-buck." I said switching on the Pip-buck's radio.

"Thanks" she said, after a long drink of the sparkle-cola. Nether of us lasted long before we both got tired.

" You getting tired? If so, you can have the bed." I said, yawning. " I'll take the couch."
I looked over to see already fast asleep. I walked over to the couch and went to sleep on it.

Level up
Small Guns: 50
Survival: 60
Perk added: Hardened- You are more experienced with pain. 2 damage deduction.
Perk added: Kindness- Your kindness will get you rewarded. +2 luck

Author's Note

...At least he didn't lose a limb.

Chapter 7: Time off

"Hello?" I called, in a dark room. "HEELLLOOOO?!" Then a figure walked up. Frist thing I noticed was he had a machete.

"Come out, pu-" I ran off, before he can continue with his rant. I bumped in to something. I looked up, to see the Hellhound I had killed. I ran away from that too. I ran into a wall, and eventually, a corner.

"Nowhere to run, now!"

I watched as they came closer.

"No, Wait, We can talk about this!" I said in a croaky voice as they closed in...

"AAAHHH!" I yelled, waking up. Just a dream.

"You okay?" said Littlepip, I had forgot she was here.

"It was just a dream." I said.

"By the way, I was thinking, you can restore the peace." She said. " Like an ambassador or something."

"I don't know...I killed several ponies..." I said, in regret.

"You had no other option." I said, reaffirming me.

"You may be right, but I don't feel like it was the right thing to do."

"I know you don't like to kill, but-" she started.

"Can we change the subject?" I said.

"...Okay..." she said as I walked to the fridge, and grabbed some food.

"You hungry?" I asked.

"Yeah. What do you have?"

"A few MREs, and caned vegetables." I said. "That's about it."

"Vegetables it is, then." She said. I then tossed her a can of green beans. She caught it and ate it pretty damn fast. I simply had a beef MRE, witch was the only bit of meat I had. I was hungry enough that it even tasted somewhat good, witch is rare for me.

" Well, that was somehow tasty..."I said. "I am almost out of food, though. I may have to get more..." I then looked at the Pip-buck's calendar. "Holy shit..."

"Something wrong?" she asked. "Was that radioactive?"

"Nope, It is Christmas!" I said, looking at her. She looked at me like she was confused. "Christmas is a holiday on Earth. You spend time with family, Give and get gifts, it is the best day of the year!" She nodded as I explained.

"We call that Hearths Warming Here, and it isn't today. But this 'Christmas' is on the twenty-fifth?" she asked, and I nodded. We then left the room, she went the other way than me, though. I found Pearson.

"Hey, Pearson, It is December twenty-fifth! It is Christmas!" I said, witch caught his attention. I showed him the Pip-buck calendar.

"So it is... Merry Christmas." He said, walking to the range.

5 hours later

I returned to my room and heard Littlepip say "I got you a present" from behind me. I turned around to see she was levitating a S&W Model 69 revolver. " I know it is made for griffins, But-" she started

"That is a gun from Earth, a Smith and Weston Model 69, Witch is chambered in 44. magnum. I never had one of those...Thanks!" I said, like it was my eleventh birthday again.

"I knew it was 44. magnum...But you sure know a lot about guns." She said. "Kind of like Calamity."

"I know more about weapons from Earth then he does." I said, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Really?" said Calamity, who was right beside me

"Hi Calamity." I said, before entering my room

Author's Note

Ahhh...I am a gun nut. I do not have a real gun though. But the S&W model 69 is in fact chambered in 44. magnum, or 44. S&W special.

Chapter 8: Recon

I woke up. I felt something in my hand, and I looked at it.

I fell asleep, with my .44?! I mentally kicked myself. I stood up, and holstered the weapon. I grabbed my signature weapon, The M24, and slung it across my back. I Clipped the machete to my belt, and left my room. I walked straight to the firing range. As soon as I entered, I was glanced at, but was accepted.

I walked to the rifle section. I un-slung the M24, and loaded five rounds into the gun, before pushing the bolt forward with a satisfying click. I took aim at the Target, and fired. It turns out the target was filled with red paint, for the paint went everywhere. I can tell it is paint, it wasn't thick enough to be blood. If it was a real pony, that would have killed it.

"Nice shot." said a pegasus stallion, aka Calamity.

"Hi, Calamity." I said, rather flatly. My eyes where fixed on the fake blood coming out of the new hole between the target's eyes. "What do you need, Calamity?"

"Well, I just came here to shoot. But you are a good sniper." He said.

" Yeah, well, I don't think I'll ever get used to killing." I said. then a guard came in.

"There is a army of raiders outside!" he yelled. I pulled back my bolt and inserted a round, then pushed the bolt forward.

"I'll help with that." I said.

"Gonna need all the help we can get." he said, as he ran down the hall. I followed.

I was loading up my .44 when Calamity came up to me.

"Good luck." is all he said.

"Thanks, I may need it.' I said, as I closed the cylinder to the .44. I got ready to open the door.

As I aimed my rifle at the door, I heard talking from the outside, but couldn't make out what the where saying. I pulled out the .44 magnum, and kicked the door open, and saw two raiders out the door. They looked at me, before I shot them both. I jumped into cover, and readied my rifle. I saw a glint in the window of a building. Sniper... I pulled myself out of the sniper's view, but to where I had eyes on the sniper. I saw that she was a mare. She cracked a shot at me, and grazed my cheek. Definitely a sniper...

I took a deep breath, aimed, and pulled the trigger. My rifle cracked, and my aim was true. I saw blood and brain matter splatter all over the wall behind the sniper, and saw her rifle drop. It looked to be a .308 rifle with a scope taped to it. I saw red marks on my compass, and aimed at the raiders. They didn't see me. I shot four of them, then I pulled the .44, and stood up. This scared the last of them off, and I killed four of them as they ran. My Pip-buck showed a raider behind me! I turned around and saw a raider with a katana swinging at me!

She nicked my leg, cutting pretty deep into my leg. I pulled out my machete, and hacked at her, but she dodged. She cut my arm, followed by a swing aimed for my head, which I barely blocked her from decapitating me. Bashed her in the face with my fist, and tried to get her with my blade. She blocked that. I lost my footing and fell, dropping the machete. I looked at her, and rolled out of the way of a stab. I picked up a brick and threw it, hitting her in the face. I picked up the same brick and beat her with it.

She went limp. I threw the brick to the floor and looked at my quivering hands. Pain soared through my leg, where I was cut. I pulled out a roll of bandages and wrapped the bandages around my leg, wincing at the pain.

"Fucking hell this hurts...." i said, feeling a little bit weak.

I picked up and put away my machete, when one of the guards came out.

"They ran off. You just killed twelve of them." he said, flabbergasted. I dumped out the empty casings, and closed the cylinder.

"You did great." said Calamity, coming out. I entered the tower, and got a message on my Pip-buck.

Tennpony tower fame gained: Admired.

This was surprising in one way. I, a human, am admired by ponies? I thought to my self.

"Excuse me," said one of the guards. "Pon3 would like to see you." I then took the elevator up to the top floor.

Level up!
Small guns: 100
Perk added: Sniper- You are a natural and being a sniper. +5 perception when equipped with a sniper rifle.

Author's Note

Next chapter will be an interview. Get ready.

Chapter 9: Another interview.

As I arrived on the top floor, I was humming a 1950's song, I don't want to set the world on fire, by the Ink Spots.

Ding. I had reached the floor. The elevator door opened, and Pon3 was apparently waiting for the elevator.

"So are you ready for another interview?" Pon3 asked, enthusiastically.

"I think so." I said, popping my neck.

"Hello everypony! This DJ Pon3, with Travis Johnson's second interview!" Pon3 started the interview broadcast. "There is somethings he didn't say about himself. Say Hello to everypony, Travis Johnson."

"Hello, everypony." I said, after Pon3 finished speaking. " You're right, Pon3, I didn't tell you a lot about me. "

"So, Today when raiders attacked us, you killed twelve, including the fact you beat one to death with a brick. How did you do that?"

"Well, I just got lucky the one I beat to death didn't kill me. She had a katana. Let me tell you, she kept that sword sharp. That was scary." I replied.

"Did you have back up from the guards?"

"Nope, The ones that did come outside Before me died." I said, in a sad tone. "There was a sniper. She had a .308 rifle. I know I killed her, because I saw the blood and brain matter splatter on the wall behind her." I shuddered at the thought.

"So, You are good with a rifle?"

"If it is Bolt-action. I have had a lot of practice on Earth." I said, trying not to boast. "I won't shoot anypony unless they are attacking someone or somepony else. Unless they are raiders."

" New Appleloosa Would like to know if You can help them out, What do you say?"

"Well, I heard from Littlepip that she isn't allowed to be there. I ain't going there without her, she saved my ass twice already. So, unless they let me bring her, the answer will be 'No'."

"Well, there you have it, New Appleloosa, unless you let him bring The Stable Dweller, He is gonna take a different job."

"Trust me, I want to help, But I may not make the trip alone." I said, Telling the truth.

"Can you bring a new song to this station?"

"If I have a guitar,I can play several." I said. "Boulevard of broken dreams, I don't want to set the world on fire, and Radioactive."

"So you can play guitar? That's cool."

" And I can play piano."I said. " On that I can play other songs like: It's Been so long, Five Nights at Freddy's, No More, and Radioactive. I also can sing all of those songs."

" What is your special talent, or did you not get your cutie mark?"

"Humans don't get cutie marks, ever. And I don't really know my talents." I said, flatly.

"Really? I didn't see that coming." Pon3 replied, very surprised.

"Yes, really." I said, taking a drink of water.

"So, How was life on Earth?"

"Not as scary, But I even feared an apocalypse. Any day that can happen. Humans can be very, very violent."

"How would you think that will happen?"

" War, I was told war never changes."I said remembering that day. "He was right... I never thought I would say he was, but he was."

"Who is this 'he'? someone you knew?'

"Yeah."

"Would you want to go back?"

"No. Not until peace is restored here. Even if it gets me killed."

"Really now?"

"Yeah."

"I don't see you very vicious, at all. Are you sure humans are vicious?

"Positive."

"Well, if you say so. I want to give you a nickname."

"Sure, go ahead."

"Peacemaker."

"Okay, I am now Peacemaker." I said. "Peacemaker the sniper."

"Have you ever been in love?"

"Nope. Just, nope." I was quick to answer.

"Okay then."

"It's okay. I get that a lot back on Earth."
"Well, and now for some music, also, someone get him a guitar, I want him to play a few songs."

Level up!

Speech: 100

Perk added: Loyal- Your loyalty to Littlepip is unbreakable. + 5 to all stats when traveling with her, but -5 to all stats without her.

Author's Note

I would include the songs, but I would get flagged for copyright. So I can't, sorry. :pinkiesad2:

Chapter 10: Just keep on marching.

I pulled a grenade and Yelled "EAT THIS!"

24 hours earlier

I woke up, feeling kind of sore. I looked at my bandaged leg, remembering where I was. I had had a dream I was on Earth, and it felt so real. Earth...Will I ever get back? Probably not. I sighed, as my door knocked.

"I am coming!" i called, and walked to the door. I opened it to see Calamity.

"Hey, We are about to go on a journey,want to-" He stared, but Littlepip cut him off.

"Calamity, his leg is hurt pretty bad. I don't want to be 'That pony who got The Peacemaker killed'." She said, showing that she was concerned about my life, As if I was just a colt.

"Littlepip, I will give you this to take me with you." I said, pulling out a tin of something I assumed was candy, Labeled Mint-als. She stared at it, Then twitched.

"Ummmmmmm....You okay, Littlepip?

"You should probably know this, but she is addicted to those." I then read on the container, 'Warning, Highly addictive'. Then it clicked.

"These are drugs? I thought this was some type of candy or some shit." I said, as I noticed she had taken them.

"Come on, let's go." She said waving us all to get going. I followed, feeling pretty bad about the Mint-als.

"Right behind you." I said.

Somewhere in Manehatten
1 hour later

I was running to who-knows-where. I was separated from the group by raiders. I looked behind me, I was no longer being followed. I lost them.Okay, now to find Littlepip...

I heard the crack of a .308 round. I felt a warm liquid run down my arm, and I flinched. I ran to a wall, and used it for cover, and looked at my arm. Son of a bitch. Damn snipers. I thought as I applied a bandage on the wound. I stung, But Now I won't likely bleed to death.

I ran for another bit of cover, where I had eyes on the sniper. I heard the gunshot, and an eminence pain in my lower torso. I collapsed, and crawled the rest of the way to the bomb crater. I pulled something out of my pocket, a M67 frag grenade.
I peeked at the sniper.In the window. I looked at the hole in my gut. I was loosing blood, fast. I have one shot at this. I pulled the pin of the grenade. I stood up, and threw the grenade at the sniper's window, and got down.

" You forgot the pi-" Yelled the sniper, before I heard a loud Boom! Her head landed next to me, And I nearly vomited right there. I applied pressure to my wound, realizing I was out of bandages. I noticed there was no exit wound, Meaning ...Shit, she had hollow point bullets.

"Travis?" I heard a familiar yell. Littlepip. I forced my self up, and saw her. She saw I was hurt. " Velvet! He is hurt! Badly!" With that they all were next to me. Velvet Remedy was trying to patch me up.

"Wait, The bullet is still inside me!" I coughed up.

"Damn it!" They all said in unison. Velvet Remedy pulled out a pair of pliers, And carefully pulled out the bullet. I nearly passed out.

"Agh... That hurts!" I barely was able to squeak out.

"Sorry." Said the mare patching me up. She put on a bandage. I looked at my Pip-Buck, scrolled through the status menu. It said I was not in a good condition. It didn't say how, but it suggested I get medical attention. No shit, Sherlock. I thought.

"We should get back to Tennpony tower." Said Littlepip. I fell asleep on the way back, given I was being carried.

Unknown amount of time later

I awoke to the sound of a heart-rate monitor.

"Ugh...My head hurts..."

"He's awake!" Said the doctor. "I am doctor Helping-Hooves." Said the doctor.

"Thanks, doc." Was all I said. I stood up, I was surprisingly stable.

"Well, You are clear to go. Don't forget your stuff." He said making sure I was stable. I walked to the locker, and grabbed all of my gear. After putting my gear in the proper spots on me, I walked out of the infirmary.

"You're up!' said Littlepip, who was in the waiting room, as well as the others in the group. Even Pearson was there.

"The doc gave me the all clear to move around." I said, and walked to an elevator, and took it to my floor. The others where with me.

"I'll be in my room, if you need me." I said, as we got to the floor. I walked into my room, and grabbed food from the fridge. I wolfed the can of beans down. It tasted pretty good. I then went to bed.

Level up!
Explosives: 35
Perk added: Good throw- Your days of baseball paid you well. You throw farther and accurately, and can now throw all melee weapons.

Author's Note

Like how I started my chapter.

Chapter 11: War. Wars never change.

I was laying down, applying pressure to a wound in my side. I was blacking out when I heard Littlepip.

5 Hours Earlier

I was in Tennpony Tower's shopping center, getting measured so I can have armor.

"It'll be ready in week." Said the mare who Pon3 has commissioned to making me armor.

"Thanks." I said, stopping my whistling.

"By the way, what where you whistling?"

" A song named 'You're gonna go far, kid'." I said. "It was a song from Earth. It was written by the offspring." Then a guard came over to me.

"Raiders are attacking."

"I'll help you get rid of them." I said. "How many?"

"At Least a hundred..." he said, worried. "This seams like a bad idea..."

I tied my shoes as tight as possible, while they still where comfortable. Littlepip, Calamity, Steel Hooves, James Pearson, and several more where going to be helping me on this. I inserted a magazine into my M16A4. I made sure the gun was on safety, and I chambered a round.

"You sure this will end well?" Asked Littlepip.

"Only one way to find out." I said, walking to the door, and taking off safety for a three-round burst. I pulled out a M67 grenade, and pulled the pin. I opened the door and tossed the grenade out. I slammed the door shut, and counted to three. I heard the grenade go off. I opened the door, to see guts everywhere. Since I hadn't eaten yet, I failed to vomit. Bullets whizzed by my head, so I jumped into cover. I peeked over the short brick wall and opened fire on raiders, Their numbers dropping fast. I leaped over the cover, and moved toward what was left of a tree.

I saw a mare with a pool cue rushing at me, so I drew my machete, and she backed off. I looked behind me to see most of the guards that were fighting with me are now dead. Damn it. I heard a crack of a .308 round. I turned to see the sniper wasn't looking at me, so I shot him. I saw his body fall off the roof of the house he was perched on.

I had begun to reload when I heard what sounded like five shots of 5.56 rounds, and then all I felt was pain in my side. I fell to the ground and pulled out my .44 magnum, and aimed at the raider who shot me. The stallion froze, unsure what to do. I pulled the trigger to hear a dreadful Click.

"Shit..." I said as the stallion laughed. I pulled my machete and threw it at him.

"-H-how... di-" he said before collapsing dead, with my machete sticking out of his chest.

I applied pressure to the wound in my side. I felt myself beginning to black out.

"Oh shit! Travis!" I heard Littlepip yell as I blacked out.

I woke up -somehow- for doctor Helping-Hooves to tell me that I at this point be dead.

"Yeah, yeah. Thanks doc."

"But hey, you still drove out the raiders, so I should be thanking you." This surprised me because I really can't believe I am not dead yet, let alone known as a hero. I walked out of the infirmary again. Third time. Good job, Dumbass. I Berated myself.

When I left the room, I found nopony was waiting for me. Well, Helping-Hooves did say I was out for a two weeks. Wait, two weeks? Holy shit. I figured they thought I was dead. I walked to the elevator, and took it the same floor as Littlepip's and companies room. I knocked on their door.

"Hel-" started Littlepip, as she found it was me. "Wait, you are NOT dead?" She asked, like it was rhetorical.

"I am not dead, somehow. So, how was the two weeks I was out?"

"I was feeling horrible, I thought I essentially got a small colt killed. I am sorry, we should have been covering you."

"It is fine. It is not your fault I was shot in the side because I wasn't paying attention." I noticed they were all at the door, And apparently James Pearson was behind me, too.

"Well, The doc. told me to get some rest. See you in the morning." I said, as I walked over to my room. As soon as I got to my bed, I plopped on it and fell asleep.

No new level.

Author's Note

Does he get hurt too much? let me know.

Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter 1: Prologue

I didn’t know true fear before I had a sucking wound in my chest.

You know how in the movies you see characters saying a few words after they’ve been shot, feeling peaceful and accepting? Well that’s bullshit. Getting shot sucks. A lot.

As the truckload of adrenaline loses its fight with bloodloss to keep me conscious you may be wondering, how it came to this. Well, it all started with a show called My Little Pony.

My dad and I were right outside a hunting reserve in Dallas, Texas on my eleventh birthday. It was kind of chilly, normal for early fall in Texas. My dad was holding a rifle in his hands. I asked

“If I am good, can I hold the rifle?” Normally I am very good, so I thought that would be easy. But I wasn’t expecting this.

“Here you go, Travis,” said my dad, handing me the rifle. I couldn’t believe it, “this is your gift.”

He said smiling.

“Thank you dad, this is the Best birthday ever!” I said happily. “Can I name it?” I asked, like I had just got a puppy.

“ Sure, pick a name.” replied my dad.

“Ummmm...How about, ‘The TimberWolf’’?” I asked.

“Sure, it would work for it.” My dad said. He did catch the reference “ You know, Pearson is a brony.”

I have heard about Pearson, but I never knew He too liked the show.

“Can I meet him one day?” I asked.

“You sure can.” said my dad.

“yay” I said, making another reference.

“So Many references…” said a voice behind me.

“This is James Pearson” said my dad.

4 years later

“- And that, Mr. Ingrum, is why I say war DOES change.” I was speaking to my history teacher.

“ Well, as convincing of a debate that is, War happens everywhere-”

“Not in Equestria.” I interrupted, I trust him into knowing I am a brony, he once worked at a Bronycon.

“Touché …” was all he said, then the bell rang. “ Everyone is dismissed.”

“Still, war has changed a lot since the revolutionary war.” I said, then left.

3 Days Later

A knock at the door.

“I’ll get it!” I called, answering the door.

“ This is about your dad…” said a Marine in a black suit. I knew something was wrong.

“What is it?” I asked, hesitantly.

“He was Killed-in- Action.” replied the Marine.

“No...no…”

5 Hours later

I was sitting in my room, crying like I was five.
“Why….Dad...Why?” I cried, ignoring my my hunger. I cried myself to sleep

SPECIAL: Travis Gammill
Strength: 5[+]
Perception : 6[+]
Endurance: 4[-]
Charisma: 8
Intelligence: 9
Agility: 6
Luck: 2
Perk added: 32.-Start with a 32. hunting rifle.
Trait added: Human- Your dexterous hands give you an extra 15 points each to repair and survival, but you suffer -1 endurance and -50% movement speed over open ground. Due to your alien appearance equine characters may flee from you or attack without provocation.

Author's Note

This is my 2nd fanfic so go easy please.
Note: FO:E, the fanfic OR the game Fallout 3/New Vegas were never made in this story.

Chapter 2: War broken world.

I woke up around midnight.

“Jesus, I am hungry...Wait...Where am I?” I said, noticing I was in fact not in bed. I scrambled to see what I had with me. I was fully dressed. Good . I thought. I saw a bump on my arm, so I looked at it.

“Is this a wrist mounted computer? Let’s see…’PipBuck 3000A’? Huh, never heard of it.” I said. Without thinking, I turned it on. My vision flashed, Then when it cleared I saw a Heads-Up display. It even had a compas!

“This is just badass.” was all I said. I then saw a backpack on the ground. I opened it, to see my rifle, some ammo, and a baseball bat. I grabbed the baseball bat.

Footsteps. Though it had more of a clip-clop to them. I looked in the direction to see, without a fucking doubt, a MLP: FIM pony! But in it’s magical grip, though, was a machete covered in blood.

“Ummmm...What?” And he looked in my direction, and called,

“ Come Out, you pu-”

“WOAH, woah,woah. Language. I am only fifteen! I pressed A button that had a picture of a flashlight, though it acted more like a lantern.

“What The Hell?” yelled the pony, then it charged at me.

SMACK

I hit it in the face with the bat. I half expected it to do a cute little stagger, but it dropped like a sack of bricks. I decided to take his machete, and it’s sheave. I grabbed the backpack and ran off.

30 minutes later

I stopped running when I stepped in a puddle, noticing it was made out of blood, I vomited.

“What the hell happened here?!” I semi yelled. I saw nothing but bodys all over the place. I then kept going. I found some water, but it looked nasty. It was apparently Radioactive, for the Pipbuck seemed to have a built-in giger-counter. That clicking scared me, at the same time, reminded me of Half-Life 2. I moved around it.

By this time I was very, very tired. I saw a tree, well, what is left of one. This will do as something to sleep under. I looked in the other pockets of the backpack, and found an MRE. Hell, I was hungry enough. I ate the whole MRE. Then fell asleep

Level up.
Speech : 45

Author's Note

yay...Chapter 2!

Chapter 3: Hostage rescued.

Chapter 3: Hostage rescued.

My eyes opened slowly. I saw something horrifying I was being held hostage!

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” I yelled out. I was terrified.

“You will kill pony.” said something that looked like a diamond dog. He pointed at a pony, chained to the ground, handing me a gun. I took the gun and looked at the pony, seeing it was just a colt.

“No. I can’t. I’d rather die.” I near whimpered. Next I knew, I was being held in the air, by my neck.

“Then die you will” He said, slowly increasing his grip.

“DON”T!” Called a familiar voice.

“P-pearson?” I managed to say. The door burst open, and a few ponies walked in, guns ready. The Diamond dog-thing- tightened his grip. I then remembered the machete. I pulled it out. I stabbed his arm and he dropped me.

I stabbed him over and over and over again. When he fell I hacked at him, not even noticing the gunshots.

I eventually ran out of energy, and the adrenaline ran out. I dropped the machete. My hands were shaking violently.

“Did…I...Just… Kill?’ That was scarier than anything else I had done. Kill.

“You are saying...That was your first kill?” asked a mare, she had green eyes, a brown mane, and a grey coat. She was also a unicorn.

“Y-yes… I only killed small game before…” I said. “ W-what is your name?”

“Littlepip.” She said, like she thought I heard of her. I walked towards a sign that read ‘Armory’. I came out with a M16A4, and a M24SW in my hands.

“What gun is that in your...Um...What are those?”

“ Hands, and this is a M24SW sniper rifle.” I stuttered.

“Look, I know It is stressful, but I can take you and your friend to safety.” She said.

“Lead the way.” I said, and my voice squeaked.

“Why are you not used to killing?” Asked a pegasus.

“I think I am from a different world. Where what caused this shithole never happened.” I said, slowly calming down.

“So, you're kind is less destructive?” asked Littlepip.

“I’d say more destructive.” said Pearson, as we all left the building.

Level up : Melee weapons 35
Perk added: Friendly- You work better as a team. When you are in a team, you gain 4 perception, and 1 charisma.

Author's Note

Ah... good to know. They are safe.