Fallout: Equestria - Dark Eyes

Equestria.

A nation once of peace and prosperity, now a wasteland of lawless remains and death. Cities and towns wiped out, with the damaged remnants of the buildings only remaining surrounded by mutants and very few survivors. But from the ash and dust of one city, a self-proclaimed saviour emerged out of the shadows. This saviour began rebuilding the city, and crowned himself Emperor. News spread to other survivors, and they rushed to find this city. Many thought it would be a utopian landscape, while others believed it could be a sanctuary for all the survivors to live in peace out of the harsh conditions of The Wasteland. But as they discovered, The Emperor was hell bent on ruling the entire nation of what was Equestria, spreading his fascist ideas far and wide, desperate to build a world where he reigned supreme. Many attempted to escape his city, but it was no use. Everyone had been enslaved, either forced to work without rest, creating weapons and armour for The Emperor's army, or forced to become soldiers that would kill anyone who The Emperor thought as impure or dangerous to his plans. His city would live on in infamy, forever known as Dark Eyes.

But out on The Inland Sea, hidden beneath a Desalinization Plant, was  Stable 62. An odd location for a survival shelter, but effective as no one had any idea where it was. Around the same time as The Emperor's rule in Dark Eyes, a small Pegasus fell from the clouds above and through the roof of the Plant. Hearing the crash above, a few survivors below ventured out above, worried and scared of what had fallen. However, when they saw the young Pegasus with a dark grey mane,  long red and orange hair that went to the right side of it's head, they were shocked and anxious. It had damaged it's wings from the fall, and clearly had not experienced flying before doing so. With a glance to each other and a subtle nod, the survivors took the young Pegasus with them, one carrying it on it's back. The stable opened, and the survivors entered with the Pegasus. The other survivors took a liking to the colt, and introduced himself as Lockdown. He was not sure why he had been given the name, and was not sure of what his cutie mark meant. When he asked if he could be taken back to the skies, the survivors firmly responded, 'No', as they could not go above the surface for more than five minutes, and they would likely not find his home in time, not to mention the fact that cloud cities would often breeze by because of the extreme winds in the area, and his home city had likely flown elsewhere. Because of this, he fell into feeling as though he was in a state of isolation as a security measure, as he was the only one not allowed to leave the stable when other survivors went to find food in the plant, as they had not been provided with nearly enough to feed everyone for ten years. Lockdown felt as though he himself, was in lockdown, and believed that was the only reason he existed was to always be isolated. And truth be told, he always was, even in the vault. He became depressed, and the images of his family faded away from his memory, until they completely vanished from his mind.