Fallout Equestria: Mountain Mystery.

The old Blue hat tunnels. What can I say about them? These tunnels somehow got secretly made and some just allowed them. But none of us have been too old Antler in years. The old city didn’t even get hit by the bombs. Just something else effected it a creation an experiment gone wrong. An experiment that tries to go outside of this land to find those to extend its gene pool. The issue though no pony or creature survives the mating with it.

Whatever this creature did or was some back then defended it. I was one of those before the war ended as it did. It’s sad how things work really. We go back and try to fix things for everypony then it becomes harder to know. I was stopped though by Bumblebee I could tell that she had a look of horror in her eyes.

“What’s wrong?” I titled my head looking at the blue hat.

“These tunnels have been used recently. I think the creatures of old Antler found them and started using them. If this is true then we opened part of it up for them. That means we need to kill them all.”

I shook my head. I didn’t like this idea of killing a species because we didn’t understand it. Even though it ponynapped my friends. Knowing Root though she would love the idea. Blossom is to Enclave for her good.

“How bad has the outside gotten Bumblebee? I know the blue hats have done so much to defend the borders but there must be a reason you’re falling back.”

Bumblebee looks back at me and then to the dark tunnel we both stopped walking and she looked back to me sitting down. I am thankful that there are more blue hats ahead of us. She took a deep breath. I could tell from the look on her ghoul-like face. That it wasn’t going to be something I would be happy to hear.

“It’s gotten very bad out there. So-called heroes have started showing up. A creature that calls herself the wolf. A mare that some call the toaster repair pony.” She snickers at that. “A mare named Security and other heroes out there. All these heroes are causing us problems. They’re causing ponies from the outside to find shelter in the mountains.” She shifted a bit on her rump when she spoke. I have a feeling she didn’t like talking in these tunnels.

“That was bound to happen sooner or later. Heroes will always show up to cause more problems than help. Sometimes even a hero will cause more problems then they know. It’s the sad truth about stuff like this. Heroes come heroes go heroes cause problems then those like us get hit.” I shook my head I hated the idea of heroes. I am just a simple detective I will never be a hero. I will just be the Smoke pipe.

We just stared at each other after that. All we did was stare memories flooded back to me on how much I cared for this mare. I loved her I still do and she with those she worked with took my memories of my life.

If only I could get them all back. I look back up to stare in her withered eyes. All of us have seen things. This world wasn’t always peaceful even in this land. The war may never have ended up here. But we did have our share of those threats. Old folklore of the past that somehow turned out to be real.

“Remember those creatures we used to face before the war started? Those beings of the mountains that are I am sure died out. The brownies and those called the Goblins. I am sure we will never see them again. If we do we may never wish to again.”

Bumble laughs.

“Yes, I remember those battles with those little creatures. I miss those days before the war. When we all had a normal life and we didn’t have to worry about gangs and when you just had to worry about petty crimes.”

I close my eyes remembering those days. The days that gangs didn’t exist and the zebras were treated more like beings of honor and wisdom. Those days we didn’t have to worry about one getting killed because of hatred. Those days I miss and I wish we could go back to those days. But I have been alive for so long. I now only see things in black and white. It’s how my mind always will be from now on.

“The past I miss the peace of the past. The war pushed us to be so xenophobic and hateful of zebras. I remember how they were treated like speakers of wisdom. Without that wisdom, we would have been lost in this land.”

We have sat here too long that the others went full-on ahead and we haven’t seen any lights or heard any screams. I just know these tunnels aren’t as protected as they used to be. I pulled out my gun from my pocket. I had a bad feeling about this the two of us moved on to follow the others through the tunnels to get to Antler it took a lot longer then I remember. But I do remember that old Antler is deep in the forest of the mountains. Hidden so far into the forest that no pony could ever find them.

“Bumble how are we going to handle this? Are we going to go in guns blazing or will you let them talk to them?”

Bumble sighed shaking her head.

“Well, the idea was to well yea go in guns blazing get your friends back, and then well run?” She smirked at me and I rolled my eyes. That idea is how most ponies get themselves killed. I know somewhat of what we are dealing with. This experiment somehow can breed more of itself and it’s not pleasant for the female. I wish I could remember more of it though. All I remember is that Wheel tread did so much to protect it.

All I remember him saying that many years from now. A threat bigger than the war will come and it will destroy whatever peace we somehow gain in so many years. Oh Dr. Slice I will never understand why you helped him either. While we kept walking through the tunnels plants and roots started to take over and I looked down the hall of one of the tunnels. Seeing an old symbol I haven’t seen in years. The dark military group is known as the black hooves. I don’t know much about them just what they tend to do.

I remember stories of them ponynapping a zebra mare from ponyville after they thought she killed her own family. Then rumors of them even grabbed a buffalo, another mare, and a diamond dog. I haven’t heard anything about that since. Of course, I doubt I would since news rarely comes to this land from the outside.

I was about to ask Bumblebee if she has heard anything about it. She was to far ahead of me so I didn’t have my chance to ask her about it. Since I just stood there thinking to myself. I trotted to her as quickly as I could. Of course, knowing me I am lost now and I can’t find her.

“Ah, there you are.” I quickly turned around to see her come out of a large set of roots. “Come slowpoke. We need to get there before he wakes and tries to take one of them as his mate.” Yes and that is going to happen soon. I just wish we could get there now. I am really worried about my two friends. He could be hurting them for all I know.

“The last mares he took. Did you find their bodies?”

“We haven’t seen any bodies from this area in years. The last body we saw was from years ago. He didn’t even mate with the mare. She just looked like she was weak and died from hunger. I am guessing it’s old hatred we feel for this thing. Since the blue hats have been wanting to kill this thing for years. Sometimes we never even see the bodies at all. Just we hear from Blue hats that have a heavy grudge on this monster.”

I stopped on my hooves again. Have all the stories about this monster been faults then? I remember stories of Blue hats getting to hateful of zebras and nonponies. It’s gotten so bad that I had to deal with a group of them. It’s even the cause of that zebra killing weapon they created.

“Listen Bumblebee how many of the blue hats hold old hatreds still?”

Bumble turned to me and then back to the tunnels. I could see she was not happy with the question. I am sure she still has some of those old hatreds herself. She didn’t care for zebras even back then. I had to defend them from her as well. But I am hoping that she grew out of that hate. It’s a matter of how things go. If we never understand the moment that we fail. It’s when our hate controls our lives 200 or so years later.

“This cycle of hatred is going to keep going if we can’t stop it here and now. I understand that is not easy for many to do. I am sure even many zebras still feel that hate. It’s not going to stop till ponies and zebras and whatever creatures still feel this hate. Move on from it.”

Bumble sighed shaking her head. I look at the old posters that hang on the walls of these tunnels. ‘Join the Blue hats destroy the stripped enemy.’ I looked at the others they were even worse and I shook my head. The old world is gone and we must accept it. The others came back to check on us.

“Bumble we need to get going or those two might be dead before we get there.” Bumble looks to another blue hat and they all look at me. I could tell they didn’t want me here. It was easy to tell in their eyes. The hate for me for stopping some of their plans in the past. It’s not something I was happy about.

“Look I know I am invading in what you feel is right. But let me do this my way. There could be more to this then what Wheel Tread told us. Wheel Tread lied about many things and caused about as many deaths as the war.”

They all stare at me the anger in their eyes when I brought up that name. Wheel Tread did many shady things. Even when he brought in the idea of Project Stormwatch. Bumble shook her head the anger when it came to Wheel Tread was larger than most things they hated.

“Smoke Pipe the others and I need to talk privately on how we go about this. It’s not going to be easy for all of us to get over the hate for this creature. But we understand what you mean. It’s the only way we can move on and get this land back to normal.”

I sighed and went inside one of the old rooms in the tunnels. These rooms haven’t been used in years. Inside there are old bones and partly caved in by roots and plants. This room had been used for many guests and even leaders. I am guessing the ones dead here are those that were left behind.

Many got left behind in these tunnels when they needed to leave them. I remember that the Equestria military tried to hunt down these tunnels since many of them hated how the blue hats but in the way. The blue hats tried to hard to get in the way of the army and tried many things to stop them from coming here.

But they failed and it’s why we had the war end up here. It’s not something many of us of this land had been very happy around. Because of the Blue hats, it’s why the army came. Looking through the suitcases. I found an old dusty memory orb. Along with an old recording, the note by the recording was. Last will and testament. I shook my head I don’t wish to learn how these ones died. I shook my head curse my want to learn. Pulling the orb out of the cabinet. I lay on the bed and lift the orb to my head. I felt the magic of the orb starting to work while my world went fully black.

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The memory.

I open my eyes and I am in a young mare. I swear I have seen this mare before. My host looks in the mirror and I see I am inside the mind of a light blue mare. While she combed her mane. The door opened up beside me and I saw a blue hat.

“Excuse me, Robin. We will be heading to Antler soon. We just need you to understand what you’re getting into.”

“I already know what I am getting into. I understand that he took over the leadership. I feel if this is the only way. To make sure that he won’t attack us out of fear. It’s never going to be normal. All of us seem to forget that he feels our kind hate nonponies.”

The blue hat nodded. They wore a mask but I could tell one behind it is a mare. The look of their body and their eyes behind the mask. But they’re going to talk to the creation? I don’t remember him taking over the leadership. Maybe there is something I forgot maybe the blue hats didn’t understand this creature.

Finally, after all, the cleaning up and getting ready. A group of horns sound. She walked out into the hall to meet the new leader. But something is wrong I can’t see him I think the orb is corrupted I see nothing of him but his moose guards and the others around him.

“Thank you for coming. I hope this can regain a new idea of peace.” My host smiled and I swear I could hear the creature speak. But it was all muffled and the others around him laughed. The rest of the memory started to get really fuzzy and ruined. Everything started to not make sense anymore.

I swear I could hear screaming and gunshots and the mare running back into the room to hide. It’s so strange this happened. Finally, the vision gets back to normal and my host sobbed in a dark room.

The door opened up and I could see what came in. A moose with red antlers. I remember that moose. The moose that threatened violence on ponies if they even tried to make peace with his kind.

“Why?” My host softly asked.

“Because…. You don’t deserve peace for what you did to my kind and the zebras. I will do everything to give this land back to my kind.” He lifted his gun getting ready to fire and he screams being pulled back into the halls by something. The power goes out and the door locks her in. The memory ends.

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Opening my eyes looking around in the darkroom. The door is open still thankfully. Standing up on my hooves. Walking into the hall looking around. I couldn’t find anypony I think they were still talking. Bumble finally comes out of the darkest of halls. Her eyes go over the room I just came out of.

“Smoke Pipe. It took some doing but we will allow you to do it your way. Just if you fail we will go all out and destroy them. Thankfully for you, no guards are guarding the way into the old city.”

I sighed shaking my head. I don’t understand why it took so long to get them to agree to this. Bumble lead me through the old tunnels. I noticed while we did the other blue hats got their old armor ready and weapons. I didn’t like what I was but I couldn’t say anything about it because mostly this is what we have to do.

“Bumble. After all, this is said and done. Would you like to restart our lives together?” Bumble stopped on her hooves and turning to me. I could tell that surprised her. I think it surprised her more at the fact. Well, she is the reason I lost a lot of my memories of our old lives.

“I don’t know Smoke Pipe. I want to forget everything that happened. I would love to just go back to our old lives. It won’t be that easy though. You and I both know that I took your memories. I remember everything about you. I know you don’t remember anything about me.”

I took a deep breath.

“Look it’s best to talk about this after. Just I feel it would be the first time we didn’t allow ourselves to go the way of killing.” I laugh softly. I was finally able to stop some ponies in this land from trying to kill each other.

The two us finally got to the old tunnel door that leads to old Antler. The door opens up and roots snap and break. The door fully opening up and the way out is pure darkness. My horn lights up and going into the room and it’s an old dusty room that hasn’t been used in years.

“Now a plan on how to do this.”

It is going to take a while to come up with a plan. So now we wait. I hope my friends still have time before anything happens to them.