A tribute to one of my favorite games of all time and the brilliant original FOE story by Kkat.
Fallout Equestria: New Fate
By Dashie4747
Every story has a begging. Every action has a consequence. Every decision takes you in another direction forming the sequence of events that plays out in one’s life. This story begins with a mare falling. That falling mare happens to be me, falling in a blur of motion as the world shapes and bends and my entire life flashes before my eyes, not a very good one up until now might I add. As I fell I remember gazing up at where I had fallen from trying to see through the bits of ash and debris ignited across the grey sky above. As I did so I managed a feeble smile at the faint figure of a stallion staring down at me with outstretched arms. Flames ignited into a brilliant mess of sparks and debris as I continue to fall and the wind whistled passed me. After that there was nothing but silence, the very same silence in which my story begins.
I never thought of myself as an important mare up until now, when I'm about to change everything. I guess I should start at the begging where it all started. But first things first I should also start by telling you who I am. My name Is Eve Roseheart and I grew up with my mother in the outskirts of what was once Pony Ville. I was born into what is the Equestrian wasteland and having no knowledge of what life was like before the mega spells first hit. My mother would tell me stories of how simple life was before the Great War.
How any pony could get a job and work for a living without a care in the world. Such things don't exist anymore. For the world I was born into there are no jobs where you can go to work. There are no cities containing millions of ponies all living together. All that is left is small remnants of what were great equestrian settlements. And then there are ponies like me, ponies that are constantly on the move. I often get bored of my nomadic lifestyle hoping one day I can stop and find a house of my own, at least what’s left of one. For the moment I had to keep going.
Searching for food and clean water was always a priority. Finding my way around the ruins on a once mighty civilization can be daunting and difficult at the worst of times however I always use my pitbuck to help me navigate across the wastes. It is unusual for me to even have a pitbuck having not being razed in a stable. The reason for that is my mum came from a stable and passed on her pitbuck to me. I never even use it most of the time but I always ware it anyway to remember my mother by. How I miss her.
After my mother died I was left with a decision. I could either stay in the small worn down cottage in which my mother had razed me or I could go out into the wastes to find food for myself, an option that would soon to become compulsory. The most appealing option was staying home but I soon came to realize that food ran out really quick and that because my mother wasn't there to get it so I had to hunt for what I needed. This forced me into being the brilliant hunter I am today. Although ponies aren't meat eater’s rotten meat seems to be the only things available. For the moment it will have to do.
Living in the wastes makes you just about up for anything even though my stomach instantly rejects it. Eating radioactive vegetables and rouge dog meat from time to time isn't the most nutritious diet but I still manage to keep my radiation levels down with the stash of rad away I keep in my ruck sake. The downfall to the use of frequent radaway's is it has hooked me into addiction which really tops of my day. But hay, I’m lucky to still be alive.
Just being alive can be an achievement in the wastelands, so that's what I do. I wonder the wastelands in search of food and a longing for a place in this world. The truth is I didn't expect it to really come true yet here I am falling to an uncertain fate and a hopeful future. My life all comes down to this one story, my story. So without further interruption, this is my story and it starts with a falling rose petal drifting with the wind.
********** 2 weeks before **********
The Wind howled as it brushed against the dead branches of a singed tree, long dead from the blast that swept the land many years ago. The sky once again grew dark as the clouds covered the haze of the sun struggling to navigate itself through the thick layers of cloud and dust. The landscape that surrounded Eve Roseheart was all too familiar as she wished every day that the radiation would miraculously disappear or to be observed into the atmosphere. She always knew deep down that it was never going to happen yet still she dreams of the day.
The thought of what life was like before the mega spells hit only made her feel sorrow after it was a reminder of her mother. Eve shook her head to bring herself back to reality. She had gotten good at that due to the fact that day dreaming in the wastelands was one of the worst things to do. She had learned that hard way and vowed never to make that mistake again. Her mother had warned her of that saying, "Old habits die hard". That couldn't have been truer in her situation.
Eve leaned against a large rock covered with dead shrubs which barley gave her much cover. She leaned her head against it with her ruck sake on the floor and her pistol on her lap. She ran her hoof down the metal handle before cocking it open with a sudden jolt. Her ruck sake opened and out came six rounds which she placed on her hoof using her magic. She tipped the gun up allowing sand to pour out of it and making room for the six bullets that were about to be inserted in place. She slotted the six bullets before cocking the chamber back in place and swivelling her body around so that she could see over the scorched shrubs she sat in-front of.
The evening wind continued to whistle around her and blow her darkened orange main in front of her face as it did frequently when she went hunting. Eve's location was not far from ponyville as she always hunted near there but only went there if she really needed to. Having knowledge of all the best hunting grounds around Equestria always came in handy when food was scarce and of short supply in the cities however she rarely goes because of the large number of raiders.
She remembered the time not long back when she had went looking through shops to find some radaway's when she was jumped by four raiders who were armed with pistols and melee weapons. Eve had learnt to fight at a young age knowing that there were bad ponies out in the wastes with bad intentions. The main thing she remembered was she spared their lives just after the attack. She still has some bruises but her injuries were nothing compared to theirs. The main thing Eve never does and that is taken kindly to mindless aggression.
"Steady" she said to herself as she razed the gun and pointed it towards a stirring object in the distance. She steadied her hoof by resting it against the rock she leaned against. The pointer locked on to a nearby rabbit which nibbled on the half dead half mutated patches of grass about eighteen yards away from her. Its ears bricked up as its head darted around the empty surroundings, Completely oblivious of Eve who had her eye on the prize. Now was her chance. Opportunities didn't come often in the wastelands and Eve learned not to waste one when she sees it come into view. Just as she aimed at her target a petal fell quietly and landed on her arm. She didn't think much of it and shook it off sending it with the breeze once more.
Just as Eve rested her hoof against the trigger and was about to fire, a loud bang echoed in the distance. Eve's pupils grew smaller as her glance darted from the rabbit to the direction of the noise. She was ready to defend herself if needed. She heard the patter of paws as she looked to find the rabbit had escaped, fleeing to the noise of the distance disturbance. Eve looked at where it had been for a moment before cursing under her breath, yet another night where she would have to go hungry.
Eve stood up and threw here gun in frustration. It just wasn't fare, why did she have to be brought up in such a demanding environment, such a dangerous place. She closed her eyes and began to count to ten in her head. It was a method her mother taught her always to do when she was angry or stressed. She remembered what her mother would have said if she ever got frustrated, "getting angry will only cause you to make mistakes" she thought in her mother’s voice. Remembering her mother's soothing tone brought her blood pressure right back down.
There was another explosion expect this time it was a gunshot for sure. Eve stared at the direction in which the sound had originated from. She levitated her pistol into her hoof before picking up her ruck sake and swinging it onto her back. "no-pony scares off my kill and gets away with it" she thought to herself confidently as she trotted towards the direction of the sound. As she walked she met a small hill side which she begun to trek up. As she did she stared up at the grey sky above her. The faint ore of light that seeped through the wall of clouds that made a silhouette of Eves saint shadow as she marched onward.
Just as she reached the top and peered over she places her pistol by her side just in case. It took Eve a while to comprehend the situation below as it occurred fast. Down below was a short valley baring layers of rock from centuries ago. Below that on a tough path engraved into the ground after visitor upon visitor walked down that root, was a small stallion looking barely old enough to be classed as a stallion instead of a colt. His coat was dark blue with dust darkening out his natural colour although he seemed awfully clean to have grown up in the wastelands.
Eve wiped out an old spy glass from her ruck sake and placed it to her eyes. As she looked closely she saw he was wearing a stable jump suite which was covered in dust and dirt. As she watched the young stallion gallop she noticed a bullet whist past his head. Eve's eyes widened as her glance went from the fleeing pony as three tall stallions came into view waving there pistols in the air. One dark blue unicorn had a hunting rifle as he pointed the gun towards the fleeing colt with his telekinesis.
There was another crash as the sound of the shot echoed through the valley. Eve closed her eyes as she couldn't bear to watch them. The three stallions laughed hysterically at the colt’s expression of fear as he finally reached the end of the small canyon. One of the three stallions pulled out an assault rifle of his back and begun firing point blank towards the colt’s hooves.
"Dance pretty pony dance!" yelled the stallion with the assault rifle as his aim got closer to the colt who pressed his back against the canyon wall breathing heavily. Suddenly he swung the end of the gun and hit the colt on the tip of his head causing him to cry out in terror. Anger suddenly burned inside Eve as she rose from her hiding place and into view.
"You should have stayed in your stable, you worthless piece of..." the stallion was interrupted by the yell of Eve's angry voice as she came trotting down the hill side. The three mares glances all fell on Eve who was now just yards away. At first there expression was confusion and then laughter as they all began to laugh between themselves. Eve's look of determination didn't falter as she stared at the three stallions as there laughter finally began to die down.
"Get outta here" Yelled one of the stallions as he turned a blind eye to Eve. One of the stallions razed his gun in her direction and began to approach her. Still Eve didn't flinch as the muzzle of the assault rifle was aimed directly on her forehead. The gun finally stopped in front of her face as the stallion smirked with intent.
"I say we get this one!" He said ambitiously as he waved his weapon in her face. Eve's expression remained unaltered as she stared down the barrel of the gun. The blue colt clutched the wound on his head but at the same time he stared as the mysterious mare stood up to the three armed stallions.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you", she said causing the three stallions to once again burst into laughter. The stallion holding the assault rifle exchanged glances with the other two stallions who were still smirking.
"Oh yeah, or w...” the stallion was suddenly cut off from his sentence as Eve had already delivered a blow to his chest knocking him to the floor. The stricken stallion yelped as he dropped the gun and fell to the floor in pain. The other two stallions were taken completely of guard looked down at their fallen friend in shock before pulling out their own pistols from there jacket pockets. Just before they managed to raise their guns they two were struck by Eve's sudden quick movements. She then pulled out her pistol and shot one of the stallions in his hip causing him to stumble to the floor in dismay. One stallion managed to raise his gun in Eve's direction and began to fire wildly but with no hits as his vision was disorientated from Eve's earlier strikes.
Before long Eve had struck the final stallion to the floor as they all lied clutching their injuries in pain. Eve stood over there stirring bodies panting as she tried to regain her breath. The young colt had watched her in fascination the entire time as his eyes were fixed on Eve. She turned her body and walked towards the young colt who's eyes where as wide as saucers. "That's why..." she muttered to herself as she approached the colt that still leaned against the canyon wall. The colt lunged back even more as if he was trying to sink away into the canyon itself. Eve stopped and stared at the colt before offering some soothing words.
"It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you" she said soothingly as the colt stared at her in terror, his mane and eyes where both bright yellow and his cutie mark resembled a key. He also had a pitbuck that looked almost new. Eve crouched next to the colt who stared up at her with wide eyes.
"It's okay", she cooed as she reached out a hoof to the little stallion.
The colt continued to stare up at her before mumbling the words, "duck".
Eve didn't quiet hear what he said and asked him to repeat what he said. Then when he said it alarm bells bellowed inside her head.
"DUCK" Yelled the colt and just as she did so a bullet whistled past her main. It hit the canyon wall making a smouldering mark in the rock. Eve swung her glance around the see the first stallion on the floor aiming the pistol towards her and the colt. With fast movements she whipped her pistol out of her pocket before firing multiple times at the stallion that after the third shot lay motionless not even being disturbed by the gusts of wind that tugged at his sluggish body. Eve stared at the body for a few moments making sure it didn't suddenly come back to life. She then swung her head towards the colt who was once again gasping in amazement.
"Urm... thanks" She said as she helped the colt to his hooves. The Colt got up and began brushing the dust of his jump suite. "No thank you!" he said still in disbelief at Eve's sudden appearance. Eve turned and picked up the assault rifle that had been thrown on the floor. "My names William by the way, but you can call me little Will" He said as he followed Eve who was busy searching the three stallions on the floor.
"Nice to meet you" she said not really focusing on what he was saying. He then finished taking what she needed and began walking in the direction of where she came from. The Will proceeded to follow her with a now slight grin on his face.
"Why did you save me?" he asked curiously as Will paced himself to keep up with Eve's fast walking pace. Eve continued to look forward but answered him anyway. "I don't like mindless aggression" she said as her eyes scanned the wastes for any additional dangers. They were finally out of the miniature valley when Eve turned to William who was still talking and asking her questions repeatedly.
"I only just met you yet you managed to fend of those guys so well and..." Eve cut him off before he could continue by placing a hoof to his mouth.
"Look, don't you have someplace to live?" She asked hoping he had just got lost and he annoyed a bunch of wanderers who proceeded to try to attack him.
"Well, I did but I ran away from it" he said as his glace finally removed itself from Eve and into his own world.
"Let me guess, you are from a stable?" she asked expecting the answer to suddenly be a no.
"How did you know? Oh wait my jumpsuit gives it away" Will continued on as Eve quickly became bored and continued to trot forward.
Eve rolled her eyes as the young stallion proceeded to explain everything that was awesome about what she had just done yet in a way it annoyed her that he thought that killing is "awesome". Everyday Eve regretted killing other ponies because it was the worst possible thing a pony could do. Each day it stuck in her mind those she took the lives of and kept her awake at night from time to time. Killing definitively wasn't awesome but it was something that had to be done in order to protect her and the ponies who didn't believe in war. There was once an organization which tried to prevent the Great War but only lead to the destruction of both factions and the wasteland that exists today. Living in the wastelands there are no cops to arrest any pony or now law and order, just pure chaos and destruction, death and despair. But at the end of the day no matter what state the world is in, war never changes.
"Wait, if you're from a stable then how did you get out of there and why where those guys chasing you?" asked Eve puzzled. Will stopped walking causing Eve to turn and look at him waiting for a reply.
Little Will looked at her with a "Where do I begin?" kind of look.
"Go on" said Eve urging Will to hurry up as the gun firing was sure to of attracted some attention.
"Well, I was born is stable 7 where I grew up and was razed. I lived with my mum and dad until they died not long ago..." he stopped at that point and looked at the ground. The memories of them had quickly flooded back to him and it was clear to Eve that he felt the same way she did. He finally looked up and continued reluctantly. "Anyway, I had had gotten bored and wondered into an archive room. I had managed to pick the lock of the door because my unfortunate special talent is; you guessed it, picking locks". He stopped again as he looked away from Eve for the second time.
"Don't doubt yourself, you might now know it now but that will become very useful in the world you’re in now. There are hundreds of locked doors in Equestria I bet containing loads of Pre-war food stashed away!" said Eve trying to boost little Wills spirit after noticing he had clearly been through a lot that day.
"Yea, suppose, but anyway I get into this archive and I find this piece of paper which looked to be part of a book on a desk surrounded by notes saying it was a spell that could bring life back to the wastelands". Eve's ears pricked up at his last statement as possibilities streamed through her head.
"Wow, wait a minute, bring life back to the wastes, as in how it was before the mega spells hit?" she asked hoping to god that it was.
"Yes as far as I know" said little will who also shared her excitement at the thought of now more fighting to stay alive. No more hunting to find food. No more killing for dwindling supplies, no harsh environment and mutated animals. The prospect of a world like that made Eve's expression explode into joy. How she wondered what life was life before the Great War. No doubt much easier than it was now. Just as little Will was about to go into how he had escaped Eve had cut him off as she continued to peruse where this spell was and if he had it or not.
"Do you have to page with you now?" she asked as she covered around the little stallion. Will smiled as he pulled out the page from his back jumpsuit pocket. He handed it to Eve who proceeded to read the spell in her head.
"Can it work without the rest of the book?" asked Eve hopefully.
"I don't think so, the spell can only work once the full reading of the spell is performed, This is just part of it" said Will hating to disappoint Eve but she didn't care. That one piece of paper she held in her hand was an invisible miracle. Hope in the form of letters and words that pleaded to be read.
"This isn't possible" she whispered in delight at the prospect of a better life, a new life. Suddenly an idea popped into her head, and idea that would change everything.
"We need to find the rest of this spell, if we do we can change Equestria back to how it was!" she said grabbing William and shaking him in excitement. Will stared up at her as if she was crazy.
"Are you insane, we don't even know where the other half is never mind finding it!" he said in a concerned voice. Eve suddenly began to plan her next moves strategically, planning how she would do it and where she would go.
"I might just know a pony who knows" she mumbled with a large grin across her face. In all her life she had never felt more hopeful. How she dreamed of the day the nightmare she lived in ending was different to the fact that the dream might become realty. She then picked up her stuff and began to walk westwards. Little will watched her go as she set of on a mission. a near impossible mission until now.
"You can't do this, I'm staying!" yelled Will as Eve continued to walk forward.
"I never said you were coming" she said with a smirk knowing that he would have to follow. After all she couldn't just leave him on his own. As Eve walked off into the darkening horizon, Will stared around his surroundings and tried to catch up with Eve.
"Wait for me!" he yelled.
