Fallout: Equestria - Forevermore

I woke up after what seemed to be an eternity in darkness, to see a dark, grey skinned pony greet me to my birth home. The Institute. I didn't think much of any of it, or rather couldn't think much of it. I don't recall ever being here. Then again as I searched my thoughts, all I could remember is a void. The only thing worth noting was a sudden urge to find Littlepip, whoever or whatever a Littlepip is. As I was dozing off into my own subconscious, I didn't realize somepony was talking to me.

"W-hat?" I asked, clueless on what the mare said. Unless she was speaking static. That would be weird.

The pony had the expression of both frustration and anger, but her body didn't know which one to follow. It was both a little scary, and oddly amusing.

"What!? I have been giving you the details of your mission for the past thirty minutes!" shouted the now-tomato mare. Was she a vegetable?

"And you didn't hear any of it!?"

Suddenly the same grey pony I've first met came across us. He looked...well? He didn't show much to tell how he feels at the moment, though I had a feeling that he's hiding back some anxiety. Or he needs to piss. I don't know.

"I am sorry to interrupt, but I  will remind you, Charms, that this is the generation 4 prototype. He's is supposed to act this....flaky. For it's part of his nature to act like what any other average pony will feel after waking up for the first time. So please be patient with him and just go through his inventory. I have full confidence that he knows what to do."

The tomato's color faded, but only a little until it looked like some kind of gum. Either way her expression softened a bit after realizing my condition. I mean come on. I've been asleep for as long as I can remember. Cut me some slack.

"Fine. I'll keep that in mind." reassured Charms.

The grey stallion, Bullmark I think, smiled with Charms change of heart.  With a nod of leave, Bulcock proceeded on his way to the....place where the bathrooms are I guess.

Charms levitated her clipboard as she continued with whatever she was talking about earlier.

"Alright, Xenon, let's do an inventory and gear check." stated Charms.

I didn't had anything else to do, so I simply answered with a 'okay'. This answer prompted the mare to start reading off her checklist.

"Alright. To start things off, may you please activate your Hooferizer."

I surprised myself when I did exactly that, despite not remembering doing that ever. Again, I was unconscious for most of my life, lady. Geez. My forehoof transformed itself into a, whatever a Hooferizer was. It was the size of half my leg, and some parts of it glowed a dimmed color of green. Curious, and unknowingly I swear, did that magic trick of doing something that I didn't know I knew how to do, and fired the weapon. Luckily Charms reacted before the 'Hooferizer" fired, the blast passing her and hitting it's mark on a unsuspecting crate. The effect of the blast turned the crate into ash. And it left me with an awe look on my face. However Charms didn't had awe on her's. Instead she looked ever redder than before.

Shockingly, either it was Bulcrak's words seeping back into her mind, or she realized that I had a blaster thingy that could turn her into ash, her color immediately drained back to it's normal color. She took a deep inhale and exhaled before continuing with the check-up.

"It looks like it's in order." She looked back at the damage behind her. Then back to her clipboard.

"Okay. Activate your close combat weapon," she then gave a stern look towards me. "Without destroying another crate full of supplies, if you please."

Like magic, My Hooferizer folded in on itself, turning it back into a normal like hoof. Then suddenly a blade popped out. Fortunately I didn't hit another crate. Instead the blade went through the clipboard Charms was holding. The tip neared her neck, leaving Charms with a wide eyed look. Her expression molded in an annoyed state. She simply pushed the tip away from her chest and pulled off the clipboard. Even though I almost killed her, I found it pretty amazing at how cool the blade looked like. I mean when you have a sword emitting a cool, jade colored glow, you know it's the sword for you. For me at least. For Charms however, I think she's just pissed all the time.

"Hmph. Seems to be working." observed Charms with a hint of annoyance. Yep. Pissed. Most definitely.

"Okay then. Put away your sword and follow me to the test chamber."

Not wanting to, I retracted the blade back into my hoof. Instead of feeling down that I couldn't wave the sword around, I was curious onto why we were going to a test chamber. Wasn't what I had enough?

"Um. Excuse me, Charms ma'am. Why are we heading towards this 'test chamber'? I thought I had everything I need."

Instead of receiving a 'without attitude' answer, Charms did what she did best and emphasized on how annoyed she was with my entire existence. Man I wasn't even here for more than an hour or two and already somepony hates my....well everything. Then again she seems to get annoyed over the smallest of things.

"Well you thought wrong. We are going there to test out a few more pieces of equipment, that would most likely destroy everything in here when used." She then turned her head towards me. "In your case, it's a definite."

Is it wrong to hate someone so much that you glared at that individual's back the entire time going somewhere? Well I for sure did, cause I did exactly that.

We approached a metal door that read Test Chamber in the center of it. Charms went to a panel next to the door, and in a few seconds the door opened up. If there is one thing that best describes the chamber, it would be big. In fact it's the biggest room I've ever seen, which wouldn't be saying much since I haven't had the privilege to explore around the Institute. Judging my previous actions however, I don't think I would be 'let loose' around here for awhile.

"Enter the Test Chamber please." ordered Charms as she turned towards me and pointed her hoof at the door. I simply nodded, and entered.  I didn't feel like questioning anything, cause that would mean spending another minute with Miss.Temper Tantrum over there.

Upon entering the room, the door behind me closed, locking itself. Guess it' time to get started with whatever experiment they are planning. Instantaneously on the wall, appeared a wide glass pane. Behind it was Charms, and some other ponies that I haven't met yet. Charms brought a microphone up to her mouth and began speaking my instructions.

"Okay, let's begin," she said. "Alright 54, activate your wings."

I stood there dumbstruck at such a request. Wait what? I had wings!? I looked at my sides to see if they were there, and sure enough, there they were. However they looked...odd. According to my knowledge, wings didn't look like long, out-stretched steel. Puzzled, I tossed a confusing look towards Charms. Only to receive an impatient glare from the pony. It took a few minutes until I knew how to work out the flight mechanics. In no time I was up in the air doing loops. Thank the Institute that this room is big.

"Alright that's enough with the airshow." Charms said with a frustrated tone. "Time for the final test. 54, use-" Charms was interrupted by another unicorn mare wearing a blue labcoat. Curious, cause it nearly matched Charms, just instead of two armband-like stripes, this one had a full on lower half of the coat blue. Must be Charm's superior. Directly behind the blue coated mare was Bull-honkey or whatever. He went over towards Charms and started speaking to her very quietly. Either that or they cut out the microphone, cause I couldn't hear anything.

Charm's superior began to say something, which resulted in Charms yelling back. This flared an argument for a few minutes before I saw Bul-whatever ended it by piping in.  Charms stormed off out of line of sight, and Mr.B approached the microphone.

"Hello, Xenon. Would you please come outside of the chamber and follow me?"

It wasn't like I had anything better to do. So I proceeded my way out of the chamber, retracting my so-called "wings" back into it's place.  As weird as it was, I didn't think much of it.  Instead I just focused on following....Oh screw it.

"Um excuse me sir. How do you pronounce your name?" I asked.

"It's pronounced Bulwark. Now if you would keep up please." answered Bulwark.

Bulwark and I continued down a narrowed hallway. I haven't seen Charms's Superior come with us. Probably gone to talk to Charms. As we continued I started to see the end of the hallway. At the end was a door with a label next to it saying "Relay Port ".

"Why are we going to the Relay Chamber?"

"Cause it's time to send you out."

"Out where?" I questioned.

Bulwark turned toward my direction and pointed upwards.

"There," He continued walking, and so did I. "We are sending you up there to the Wasteland on an assignment. I am sure you know what the assignment is, right?"

"Right." Wrong. I didn't know what I was supposed to do when I get out there, unless it's finding a Littlepip, whatever that is. Bulwark went over to a familiar panel and pressed in several keys. The door leading to the Relay Port unlocked, sliding upwards through a crack. Inside the Relay Port room was a couple of unicorns typing away on their personal terminals, and a circular pad in the middle of the room. It glowed an aura of blue,and it was eye-catching. The terminals that the Unicorns were working on outlined the panel, leaving only a narrow area for someone to step onto the pad.

Bulwark walked over to the unicorns, whispering something. A few moments later, he came back with a look of worry. Concerned, I decided to ask what was the matter.

"What's wrong?"

Bulwark sighed and said a simple "nothing".

"Alright Xenon. I know you've only been here for a small time, but it's time for you to step in the middle of the Relay Transmission pad."

I nodded in agreement, and stepped onto the platform. Upon doing so, Bulwark ordered the unicorns to start it up. The staff started typing away once more. They nodded toward Bulwark when they stopped typing, who then started to count down from ten.

Nine, eight, seven. The floor below be started to glow brighter in a blue color.

Six, five, four. Sparks started to appear everywhere. I looked over toward Bulwark with a face written with nervousness. Bulwark nodded reassuringly back.

Three, two, one. My vision started to go funky. Everything moved in a wavy motion. It was odd, and it made me sick.

Suddenly a flash of white appeared all around me, blinding my sight. I closed my eyes to shield them from the sudden light. After a few seconds, I felt my stomach ache. I felt my head ache. I felt my body ache.

I felt ground underneath my hooves.