Fallout Equestria: Otherlands

Chapter 8

Play of the Enclave

I've only ever seen a handful of vehicle wreaks, one of which was my dad's fatal crash. The Vertibird crashed not far from our firefight, still on fire in some parts. One wing was ripped off and crashed landed a bit away. Metal bits are blown everywhere. One body of these 'Enclave' soldiers is hanging out of the open side of the Vert. It's kinda hard to remember what a Vert looked like in Fallout 3 and 4 because my memory is shit sometimes.

" Took that rocket hard." DB chuckles." I'll start picking apart whatever is laying around. You can handle the inside of it." Can't argue with that, there's enough metal bits to supple IEDs to every terrorist group in the world.

" Alright. Let me know if you find anything or anyone." We split up and I walk right over to the dead pony hanging half way out. I grab him by his underarms and drag him out of the way. He's defiantly dead because his left back leg is torn off, poor bastard could use a leg up in the game. I set him down on the ground and look him over. He's a stallion by looking at him and the drawings in my journal, however he has wings, heh ponies with wings, aren't they called a pegasus?. He's not wearing power armor like I would have expected him to have but his armor is like light armor of some kind, don't know I'm not an expert. I'm at least guessing its scouting armor of some kind. I check any pockets and find very little. I do take his dog tags at least, could probably turn a profit.

After taking what I could from his body I move into the very buckled interior of the crashed Vert. I see two more ponies, one sitting upright with a large piece of shrapnel in his chest. His outfit is more...official, fuck an important Enclave guy?

Well sheeeeit. The other is covered in blood and laying on the ground near the officer(I'm guessing okay), and I should clarify that inside of this Vert is actually pretty large. Could hold at least 5 guys, not including the pilots. Speaking of pilots, they are smashed against the console like smashed sardines. I actually can't get to them due to how smashed their bodies are to the console. Also both pilots were mares, so I could make a sexist joke about women drivers but I digress. Welp I guess I should check the officer's body then.

I go over and kneel down next to his body and start poking around in his pants pockets, don't know why or how ponies would need pants pockets. However my arm is grabbing suddenly by his hoof! FUCK ITS CONDEMNED ALL OVER AGAIN! I yell out in surprise. He is surprisingly strong enough pull me close to his face. His eyes, while a purple color, are totally blood shot as well as blood slightly dripping out of his mouth and nose.

" Where....is...my....daughter." He breaths out heavily.

" I...I don't know where or who your daughter is." I say confused. He looks away and down at the body near him. He sounds older, at least in his 50s by now. He looks back up at me.

" Please find her. For....for my sake." Just then DB calls to me from outside.

" Booker! I found somepony still alive! She's still breathing, but bleeding a lot! Please tell me you found any medical supplies in there!" Fuck, didn't even think to look for shit like that, I suck at looting and scavenging." Ask...ask for her dog tags." The Officer asks me very lightly. Okay I have enough respect at least answer a dying man's request." Okay fine. What was your daughter's name?"

" Night...Nightshade. Her name is....Nightshade." Hmm odd name.

" Hey Double Barrel!" I call out to her.

" What!? Kinda busy here!"

" Does this girl, er, mare have dog tags on her?" I can literally hear DB groan or something out there." I'm not even gonna fucking ask right now. She does have dog tags with the name "Nightshade" on it." Please never fail me Luck. The older stallion lets out a sigh of relief.

" My baby girl...my daughter. Please protect her for my sake." He looks up at me. He seems to almost trust me, such cliche.

" Why me? Why suddenly trust a strange creature?" He actually grabs my hand with his hoof and is...is smiling?

" I can see...can see past your appearance. You have...a uniqueness about you. Please get my daughter to our Enclave outpost in the near by mountains. That one right there," He points his other hoof to the dead solider near him." He had a radio. Use it and contact Rolling Thunder, he'll know what to do." Fuck I feel like I'm making a dangerous decision right now.

" And what about you? We can get you help-" I go to say but he cuts me off.

" No, no. It would be...wasted time trying to save me. Its getting harder to breath every second. Please just protect my daughter with your life. Here take this," He pulls out his dog tags and puts it in my hand. I think he's at peace right now, kinda sad actually, to see someone dying yet at peace with it all at the same time." Give this to her when you can. I can finally go in peace knowing that....that I did the right thing. Please do one more thing for me. What is your name?"

" My, my name is Booker. And you are?" Okay this is getting kinda weird.

" I am...Thicket, General Thicket. Booker, such a strange yet charming name. Please protect my little Nightshade with your life. Then one day, we'll meet again, all of us, heh heh he-" He starts to lightly chuckle and then his head lowers, and now he's dead. I let out a sigh and close his eyes then wave my hand openly at him." Walk free old man, walk free." I think my have to come to terms with somethings later, but...not now. I guess I should do as I was told, like a good boy, and call the Enclave.

I move over to the dead solider and turn his body over. He die laying on his stomach at the time of the crash, I assume that's how he went. I flip over and low and behold there is a CB radio box. Must of died clutching it. It looks completely portable, once again convenience! I grab the radio and climb out of the Vert and walk over to where DB was. The Enclave mare she is working on was a light bluish purple coat with a faded purple mane. Her armor isn't once again power armor but some kind of lighter armor. There is a visible blood trail behind her.

" Well? Anything?" DB looks up from her work. Her barding is covered with fresh blood.

" Dead Enclave, well one was dying. Uh her dad to be exact." I point down to the soldier or 'Nightshade' I guess. DB cocks her head to the side slightly.

" Her father? Damn. Well looks like she'll be seeing him real soon. I can't do much for her, well not like this. No proper instruments, chems to help heal her wounds. You get the point. She's gonna die without proper treatment. Her left eye is completely destroyed, she has broken ribs, and I think one of her wings is broke. It's a shame though, would love to get some well deserved answers from her, then kill her myself." She ends that chuckling and I roll my eyes.

" Well unlike your passive-aggressive approach, I actually can help her." I set down the CB radio while DB watches me.

" A plan? From you? Don't make me laugh. But what's with the radio?" I manage to figure out to turn it on somehow." Yup! I'm radioing the Enclave to come get her."

" WHAT!? Hell no! Leave that bitch for dead and lets hit the road!" She tries, actually tries to wrestle the radio box away from me. However I put her in a one armed choke hold while I press the talk button on the radio piece." I'll get you...for this you bastard." DB coughs.

" Hello? Anyone there please respond." I say into the com." I repeat, anyone there please respond?" All I hear is static.

DB laughs a bit." They aren't going to respond you jackas-" And just like that there is a voice at the other end!

" Hello? Vertibuck squad 4289 please respond." I don't know much military lingo but I'm gonna try my best.

" This isn't your Vertibird squad sadly. They were shot down. Look you don't know me and I don't know you but you have only one survivor and they need immediate medical attention." I wait for a response.

" Who is this? Respond."

" A traveler who saw them go down. Me and a friend of mine was able to stop the soldiers who shot your Vert down. Look you have injured. You should send someone to retrieve her." I wait for a response again.

" We acknowledge the risk of losing our solider. Do you know the identity of the survivor? Is it by chance an older stallion by the name of Thicket, General Thicket? Respond."

" No sir. He sadly past away. It's his daughter, er Nightshade I think. She's critically injured." I can faintly hear whoever on the other line actually faintly say 'shit' and start talking with someone else. He comes back online a few moments later." Okay we have sent a recovery team to your location. Under normal circumstances we would let you surface dwellers be afterwards, however my commanding officer would like to speak with you personally. So stay put and wait for the recovery team. Over and out." Well I may have made a mistake.

" Good! Gives me something to shoot at!" DB starts waving her levitating shotgun around up in the air. I go over and grab it out of her grasp.

" No! You're not shooting at anyone right now. Let the Enclave come and talk to us. It'll be fine." DB lets out a sharp groan and huffs over to where Nightshade is laying.

Only a few minutes later I hear the sounds of almost what sounds like jet engines. I look up to see 5 objects diving from the air and right to us." HIT THE DECK!" I drop to the ground thinking they were gonna hit me but I was wrong and they land near us. These guys are wearing black armor with...scorpion tails, what? The leading pegasus takes off his, wait scratch that, her helmet." Scouting 6th Battalion lead pony MerryWeather reporting....in." She looks at me and seems to stop in her tracks. DB has gone into a defensive state as two more soldiers put Nightshade onto a stretcher of some kind. I look back at this 'MerryWeather'. Her mane is a platinum blonde color while her coat is a light blue.

" Uhh were you the one who radioed us?" I nod and she presses a button near her neck on her armor." Come in Blue Sterling, MerryWeather reporting in." Must be a radio then.

" Blue Sterling here, what happened MerryWeather? Is the injured secure?" I can hear the voice even from where I'm standing.

" We have a situation here. I'm currently standing in front of one of the unidentified creatures that have been reported for the past 3 weeks now." 3 weeks now? Hmmm.

" Is it hostile right now?" Oh you got to be kidding me...

" No sir. Actually it is the one who made the radio call to us. What should I do?" Wow feeling the Enclave love right here. There is a longer than should be pause.

" Still bring it and anypony else in the area in. Rolling Thunder wishes to speak to him regardless. However the entrance to our base of operations remains secret." She cuts him off now." Okay listen there, er, nice creature. You and your friend over there are coming with us but you can't see the outside of our base for now. So this may sting a bit." Before I can say anything something stabs me in the back and I whip around to see another solider retracting his stinging tail. I feel really light headed now and I can't stand up. I collapse and watch my vision start to blacken and DB gets the same treatment, though with some aggression from DB.

Was I stupid enough to fall for a trap?

Am I an idiot for thinking the Enclave would help me of their own if I told them? No. Am I an idiot for trusting the

Enclave so easily? Maybe. But let me say this, the Enclave shouldn't be just classified as 'The Bad Guy'. There's always two sides to a story, no matter what kind. They are a large power player in the world. Working with them may prove to be useful to us in the long run. But how do I gain their trust? Don't ask me, I wouldn't know.

Go figure you wouldn't know.

Oh piss off! I'm not the one who called them in the first place. Either way I suggest to make amends with them the best you can.

A powerful ally like them can turn the tides.

My eyes slowly open to immediately blinded by lights, florescent lights, typical. I'm laying on my back on a bed. I start to get feeling back in the rest of my body and I see a few bandages wrapped around my arms, what happened?

" Ugh, where the hell am I?" I ask myself out loud.

" In Medical, sir." A new voice says and I actually jump a bit. A new pony, dressed in a doctor's outfit, is a pegasus, and a mare. My vision is still blurry but her coat is some kind of white while her mane is scarlet red." Wha?" I ask feeling my tongue try to slide its way down my own throat. The mare simply smiles lightly at me.

" Don't try swallowing your own tongue now. I can tell you're waking up well now."

" Why am I in Medical? And where am I at then?"

" You're with the Enclave. After you were brought in, we took you and your unicorn friend in for decontamination and proper medical treatment. Before you ask why, Rolling Thunder clarified that the both of you are not to be harmed and to be given proper treatment." That's fucking weird.

" Why and where is Double Barrel?" My mind isn't forming proper sentences right now. The doctor sighs and walks over to me and helps me sit up on the medical cot." There now. I'm sorry but your friend isn't here. She's still in decontamination right now. You two have taken a beating out there. You personally had some minor internal bleeding, a few bruised ribs, minor radiation poisoning, and a concussion." Damn, didn't even realize I was that hurt. I creak my left arm but see my Pip-buck is gone!

" Where's my Pip-buck? And my gear?"

" Confiscated, as required. We can't have any unauthorized personal walking about armed. I'm Doctor Bed Rest by the way.

As for your Pip-buck, it was confiscated for scanning." I can see some reasoning for that I guess.

" It's...it's nice to meet you Doctor Rest, I'm Booker. Sorry I'm still...ehh coming out of whatever I was injected with."

I rub each of my wrists with my hands." What happened exactly, to me and my friend?" Still trying to decide if Double Barrel is actually a friend or just hired help? Doc Rest looks down at my fighting hands.

" Well, honestly your asking the wrong pony. You'd have to ask somepony else. Now I do know that you were at least given a light sedative. Your friend was given the same but her body is more tolerant of chems so she woke up much earlier, freaked out and attacked a nurse. She had to be given a much heavier dose." Hah." Now I need to ask you a few questions before-" She is cut off by another mare's voice, this one I recognized." Hey Doc! Is our sideshow freak up yet?" The same mare I was talking to when I was drugged.

" Oh I wasn't expecting you to show up this early MerryWeather. He is up but still under slight sedation. But I suppose you'll just take him anyway, like usual." Rest groans out as MerryWeather walks in, still in her really cool yet weird armor. I give her a glare as she walks up to me.

" Hey look big guy, no hard feelings. I'm just doing my job. Look first off before we get off on the wrong hoof, you did do the right thing to help a dying soldier. She's doing better before you ask. She's in a somewhat good condition right now. How I know is that I just came from her room. Now I came here to see if you were up for a bit of a walk, to show you around a bit and take you to Rolling Thunder." Oh boy, an armed escort. Doc Rest steps up to us.

" I don't think that would be a good idea right now. His motor functions aren't working as well right now. You should wait for his body to fully flush out the sedatives first." MerryWeather rolls her eyes at her, I'm guessing there is some beef between them, ooh maybe I'll get to see a cat fight! No dammit boy don't think of them like that! Ugh my brain. I decide to test out to see if I can walk myself. I push myself up out of the cot and start doing balancing myself out as I walk.

I've drank enough to have gotten DUIs before so I've mastered the 'Drunk Test', trust me you don't want to know how many DUIs I have under my belt, and I ain't even 30 yet. I start straightening myself out as I walk over to the two mares." So what we talking about?" I get right next to both of them and they both jump a bit.

" Well, I see that he is...walking, not well be well enough to send him on his way with you." One question that now is bugging me all of a sudden, how do they know I'm a guy?" Okay but one question before I go, uhh how do you two know I was a guy?" Both mares look back at each other, is that a faint blush I see?

" Well, uhh, I had to do a full examination on you while you were passed out, so I saw what...well what you were packing."

Oh hell no.

" I was there too, guarding like I was suposed to." MerrWeather pipes up." Wasn't very impressive." Well there's a way to bring a man down. Also I just realized that I am still dressed, thankfully. Well...I can't compete with a pony or horse or whatever." So where am I heading then?" I ask trying to change the subject.

" Follow me bro." MerryWeather waves her wing at me and I follow her out of the room, a bit wobbly but still walking, and into....holy shit a massive cave chamber, damn. This place was massive and full of buildings and ponies. We start heading in one direction and yeah these are defiantly the Enclave. I'm getting looks, extremely dirty looks and some sort of wing gestures, don't know what it means.

" Soooo I take it the Enclave must really want something from me to let me walk among'st them not in chains." I look over at my escort.

" Yeah it seems like it. But don't let them get to you. You had enough balls to contact us in the first place. I've been instructed to lead you around." MerryWeather looks up at me while we walk. Okay time for some questions." Okay so where am I exactly?"

" Welcome to the Junction Caverns Enclave Research Base. You don't know where we are from the outside because of we need to remain secret. But that's where we are." Figured being drugged had to do with some sort of secret, oh well can't turn back time.

" So why set up shop in a cave?" Stupid question is stupid but oh well.

" Because its safe, less contaminated, and more or less secret." I figured I shouldn't have asked." So I guess I should explain a bit more about this place so you don't have to ask a lot of question. This base is funded by New Cloudsdale Enclave Division. We have about 200 or so personnel working here, guards included. And we are still expanding as more and more parts of this cave is discovered." Damn that's impressive. Things get quiet and I start to hear some of the passing conversations. Most are about me and why I'm even allowed to walk around without being collared or shackled. A few ponies are talking about random topics but one conversation was about rations, hmm I smell quest plot.

" So how long has this place operational?" I ask.

" About 5 years. Me and my brother have been working here since it started. Me as a guard/scouting leader and my brother as our Tech Aministrador. Both of us are from New Cloudsdale." MerryWeather chuckles.

" So one more question. What species of pony are you?" This is something I kinda need to know for my notes.

" We the Enclave are made up of pegasi. Though there are a very few Unicorns working for us. What about you? What is your kind called" I knew it, they are pegasus ponies." Humans, we are called humans." MerryWeather nods at my response.

We arrive at one of the larger buildings a few minutes later." Well here we are. Might as well tell you that Rolling Thunder is not somepony you want to piss off. Well might as well head in." She opens the door and I walk in first.

Computers, tech stuff, science shit I have no clue about. There's only a few ponies in here but no major looking officer.

We go over to what I think is the control terminal. A large machine with two separate smaller terminals manned by two ponies, who are both talking to each other." I'm telling you that book one will always be better than book 4!" One, a stallion, shouts, his coat is light blue and his mane is blonde, platinum blonde. The other pony besides him, a mare, snorts. Her coat is green with a dark blue mane.

" As if. You know every book after book 2 is beter." What the fuck are they talking about. MerryWeather chuckles at them both." See you two love birds are still arguing books." Both turn ponies turn back to look at her, and me.

" Oh, sis! Didn't know you would be dropping by so soon!" Sis? Oh boy this be MerryWeather's brother! A twin to be exact! He looks at me next." So this must be our neighborhood alien then? I'm Blue Sterling." He is friendly enough to extend his hoof our for me to shake, which I do.

" Nice to meet you Blue, I'm Booker. You're the third Enclave person to actually give me the time of day." MerryWeather snorts, its kind of funny actually how she did." Shit if it wasn't for me keeping you guarded while you were out cold, Bluey here would have been trying to poke and prod you, him and his marefriend." She glaces at the green mare. Oh I think

I get it, they be alien believers!

" Oh, someone who believes in creatures of unknown origins I assume?" Blue nods vigorously.

" Absolutely! And you are living proof of that! Now putting personal stuff aside for now, I'm assuming you are here to see Rolling Thunder, well he had to do something else. I don't know where he went." Well this was a waste then. Blue Sterling looks over at me and probably my almost blank expression." However while we do wait, Rolling Thunder gave me access to the Pip-buck we took off you. I'm just going to say it but you are a extremely lucky." I raise an eyebrow at him.

" How so?"

" Your Pip-buck is...basically new despite the few dings and dust, as well as some unauthorized tinkering, but still overall its brand new . I was looking through it to see what kind of old pre-war files would be it. There was nothing on it, other than a few product info files and a few interesting notes. Where did you even get this in the first place?"

" In a cave, well it was more like an unfinished bunker of sorts, don't know who or what owned it. I just happened to stumble upon on the bunker and a safe, which had that Pip-buck in it. That's all I know." I shrugged.

" Well still its a very remarkable find. Anyway I managed to unlock most of the other features that were restricted originally. Such as E.F.S, or Eyes Forward Sparkle navigation indicator and S.A.T.S or Stable-Tec Arcane Targeting Spell. I updated your map so it actually shows up this time. It was slightly tampered with at some point but nothing to bad. Anyway I've been allowed to give it back to you so here you go." He grabs it with his wing, don't know where he was hiding it on his person. I take it and put it back onto my forearm. I'm a bit surprised that the Enclave are so...nice.

" Okay why are you guys so...nice, to me mostly?"

" Could ask you why your so trusting of us? And why there's a large symbol on your back?" MerryWeather asks as she walks around me, kinda like a cat stalking prey. Before I can answer her another voice is heard walking towards us

" That's because I instructed them to." A stallion, a huge almost as tall as me with a dark brown coat and jet black mane, walks up wearing an officer's uniform and two guards following behind him. They see me and start to look more defensive." Welcome to the Junction Caverns, I am Lieutenant Colonel Rolling Thunder." Okay I'm going to go full petty mode and ass kiss a bit with him, as for I am in a hornet's nest.

" It's nice to meet you, sir." I give a small salute to add to the ass kissing. Thunder smirks a bit at my display.

" Well it's nice to see sompon-err someone with some discipline and respect out here. I presume your name is Booker, correct?"

" It is. So I'me assuming the reason why I'm not dead yet is because I have valuable information?" Its a good assumption.

Rolling Thunder nods slightly.

" Well I'm not going to lie that we would have killed you, even if you had information, if you showed resistance, but clearly you are much more civilized than we intentionally thought. I first off want to apologize for not being here when you arrived. I was visiting Nightshade and checking up on her condition, then I went to see if you awoke yet and you were so I headed back here to greet you in person." Well at least I'm not dealing with another Colonel Autumn...

" I appreciate that your're at least honest with me. So how is Nightshade's condition?" I ask.

" She is stable right now. Her eye couldn't be saved however. The doctors managed to set some of her broken bones and heal as many internal wounds she had." Thunder looks a bit upset at that. I start rubbing my hands and wrists together, I'm a bit nervous on what happens next." So now with me being able bodied and holding information I assume that you are going to put me through the ringer, good cop and bad cop style?" Thunder chuckles slightly at that.

" Ah levity, at least we know you're adapt quickly to stressful situations. But to answer your question, no we have already gathered what we needed. You see when we confiscated your gear and equipment we found some advanced technology in your bag. So naturally we took it to have it examined. Our fantastic technical expert, Blue Sterling over there, discovered various files relating to this 'CrossTech'. We are still sorting out all of the information-"

" DAMMIT!" Blue interupts us with his shouting. We look at him.

" Is something wrong?" Thunder asks.

" Sort of. Another one of our spirte-bots just went offline. Dammit, we can't figure out whats down there if our sprite-bots keep going down." Now all I can think of is that one song, 'I'm going down, I'm yelling timber!' whatever the name to it was. Thunder seems to be thinking now.

" What's down where?" I ask.

" Other parts of this massive cave system. We've only discovered so much, but the rest just goes deeper and deeper." Hmm I smell quest plot." So why don't you just send someone down there instead of robots?"

" Because us pegasi hate enclosed spaces, its hard enough living down here in a cave but to actively explore it, hell no!"

One of Thunder's guards speaks up, he sounds like a dick just by the tone of his voice." Permission to speak freely sir?"

He asks Thunder.

" Go ahead."

" Why the hell are we even listening to this creature? Can't we just throw him and his bitch unicorn lackey back out in the wastes? We already have enough problems to deal with, last thing we need is this kiss ass little mutant!" I rest my case.

Thunder goes to answer but I stop him." Don't worry, I think I can handle this punk." I walk calmly over to him and kneel down right next to him. Covered in black metal armor but yet still meek on the inside.

" And what makes you think I am a mutant?"

" Because look at you! Tall and lengthy like one of those damn Hellhounds! You reek of waste grim and disease and are covered in filth! Why the hell do you need to know the obvious?"

" And does it matter if I am a mutant? Because from the looks of it, you guys are seriously fucked already. Now who's to say I'm here to help you or not, hmm? You can barely help yourself you judgmental prick. So if you are done judging someone who could possibly help your stupid ass, that would be great." I walk away feeling satisfied. That guard is more or less confused. So are Thunder and Blue.

" You two, uh, wait outside for now." Thunder waves both of them out while they mumble out 'Yes, sir'. He turns to me."

Well that was...something."

" That was one way to deal with it." Blue chuckles.

" Its called not caring. He was a prick so I just throw his shade back at him."

" Well you are becoming more and more useful to us." He stops and thinks for a moment." In light of this new information, I think you could provide useful to us again. Booker how would you like to assist Blue Sterling here, in retrieving his downed sprite-bots?" I fucking knew it, quest time.

" I would but what will be getting out of this? No offense but I am not a miracle worker, I must have some motivation."

Thunder rubs his chin with a hoof.

" I'll allow you to use whatever equipment you would need from your stash of gear." Okay that seems fair, I could put that

climbing axe to good use." Okay you've got yourself a professional spelunker."

" Excellent! Blue will fill you in and I'll have MerryWeather lead you to the armory where you can retrieve what you need. I await your return." With that Rolling Thunder walks out a happy man, or stallion, whichever. I look over to Blue now."

So what do I need to do?"

" Well I would need you to retrieve their data banks. Here take this tool kit. It has what you'd need. Bring them back to me. Now if you find something down there that has been taking out the sprite-bot, destroy it." He tosses me a small tool box." Also take this so we can stay in touch." He tosses me a two way radio set, almost drop it but I manage not to.

" Alright. I'll let you know what I find." MerryWeather waves me along and I follow behind her. We start walking towards,

well somewhere. " So can I ask something?" I look over to MerryWeather.

" Yes? What is it? And can ask you something in return?"

" Alright fair enough. So whats this I over heard about rations?"

" Oh that. Well you see we don't grow our own food and we don't have fresh water. We have to import both from the Enclave. But for the last 3 weeks or so we haven't been getting our usual supply runs thanks to your kind. With that we have been rationing a lot of our food. Water is running out fast. Now you answer my question, what the hell is that mark on your back? Like what is it?" Figured someone would ask about it.

" Its, uhh, a show of loyalty. I ran with a gang a long time ago. They branded me like so." Simple explanation is simple.

MerryWeather nods a bit and we continue to walk in relative silence. MerryWeather leads me to building labeled 'Armory', I guess a relative sign is necessary. We enter in and a guard stops me in my tracks." What the hell is this thing doing here?"

" Fuck off Frost, he's helping us right now. Move aside." MerryWeather is just done, heh. The guard glares at us but moves aside anyway, I'm assuming MerryWeather holds some kind of higher rank. MerryWeather leads me through some of the rows and rows of guns, ammo, and gears. Fuck me they have a bunch weapons. I see my stuff set up almost like it was on display, meh probably is anyway. I immediately grab my climbing axe and its holster, which is just a belt loop. I grab one of the Tec-9s and the holster. Thankfully the twin holster can detach for a single leg holster, convenience!

I look over to MerryWeather, who is watching me intently.

" Technically I'm not legally allowed to own a gun, hope everyone is okay with that." MerryWeather just rolls her eyes at me.

Ehh its true at least.

Footnote(s)

No level up.

Author's Note

Hey guys sorry for the wait, I've been busy. Now I do want to clear up a few things.

1) I extremely appreciate all the feedback I've gotten, good and bad, so I can't thank you guys enough for it.

2) I understand that my story isn't for the faint of heart, and for those who say I'm copying from others, this story is simply for fun. I mean no harm by it at all, and if that still doesn't satisfy you, go read something that does then.

3) I have an editor now, my good friend DrunkenSympathy, so we'll try to edit the new chapters whenever they come out( i have no clue tbh when they well) also another shoutout to my friend for lending me his OC Rolling Thunder.

So until next time, I'm InsanityDanity, so stay awesome out there