Fallout Equestria: Mountain Mystery.

there are many stories from the past. The Blue hats have done so much to cause harm to this land. Just to keep the Princess from learning what their plans are. Their plans? No pony knows. Most think the Blue hats betrayed us. I wish I could warn everypony about what they’re working on. I am being heavily watched and I am sure if they learn what I know they will kill me. I am on the run with my family and all I know is something is going to happen in many years to come.

Written by an unknown pony many years ago.

I open my eyes after a dreamless sleep. I find it odd that I even still sleep for being a ghoul. I am sure someday I will learn I don’t fully need sleep unless I do need it. I stood up from my bedroll turning around to see the mare Bumble sitting waiting for me to wake.

“Pipe I see you’re awake. Why are you even sleeping? I didn’t even think ghouls needed sleep. My question. Before we do this though..”

I nod, putting my hat back on my head.

Bumble looks around to see who is around. Salt Scales is sleeping with a bunch of creatures and relaxing as she seems to be in a deep sleep. Bumble looks into the tents to see if Blossom and Root are still asleep. She uses a magic spell to keep the zipper from being able to be moved and opened.

“You have seen him, haven’t you? A blue goat with dark red eyes and releasing a strange sickness which makes many around you hate you or you hate them or you fight each other for many times.”

I take a few drags from my smoke pipe, smoke flying through the room. So she knows and I am sure she has been told what is going on ages ago. Many are starting to see him and I saw him as well. My magic forms around the pipe pulling it from my mouth to let it hover not far from me.

“Grogar I am sure you know his name. The father of monsters. I am sure sooner or later you will see him wise. I ran into many minions of his who are trying to destroy the image of heroes. I don’t blame him for wanting to do so.”

Bumble sighs.

“I figured it was Grogar.”

She shifts on her hooves. Her face looks like she has seen some awful things. I bet Grogar has been showing up to those who have problems are depression filling their hearts. I will never understand why they didn’t just kill him in the past. Maybe they couldn't, we will never know.

“Many don’t remember him but this is not why I asked you to talk to me Bumble, my dear wife. I noticed how you’re upset that Salt Scales asked us not to even go for any of the weapons and just the orb. But before I go on, how long have you been seeing him?”

Bumble sighs sitting on her rump.

“I have been seeing him ever since I started remembering who you are. I heard stories that I am not the only one of the Blue hats seeing him. He can break through the spell for a time and use his mind-control like magic to make us turn on each other.”

I take a few more drags from the pipe blowing the smoke out of my mouth. Closing my eyes to think for a moment. So we can’t go for any of the weapons. I wonder if I can convince the weapon to be destroyed after we are done fighting the Enclave.

“I see I am sorry if I don’t trust your word Bumble. When It comes to Grogar though I will trust that. I don’t even know if you truly loved me during our marriage.”

From the look on Bumbles’s face, she looks hurt. I think I struck a nerve. I wish I wouldn’t act like this towards her. What does she expect though? Does she expect me to just welcome her back with open hooves after she took my memories?

“I deserve that Pipe but you have to admit you need to allow me back into your heart even if you can’t trust me anymore.”

I shrugged my shoulders.

“There are so many things happening, Bumble. Heroes are showing up and they’re causing the runes who are keeping Grogar at bay to break. If we don’t stop the fake heroes they will cause Grogar to fully come.”

I felt a claw fall on my shoulder glancing to my side and seeing the naga.

“So you have been seeing him too then? I figured he would only show up to his former children. As you can see I am one of the creations and so are the rest of my species. I think someday even his children will rejoin him and fight you to take back this world.”

Bumble tilts her head.

“Wait, is your kind part of his creations? Why don’t you try to bring him back since he is your father?”

Salt Scales shrugs her shoulders.

“Many of his creations just don’t remember him or don’t care about what he wanted and we just want to live in peace with ponies. Even if your kind is very racist and doesn’t always trust those different from them.”

A weak smile forms across my decaying face. She is not wrong, ponies got to the point a few times they almost caused wars because of their unwillingness to trust other races around them. The pony I know very well changed his name to try to remove what he did in the past.

“Salt Scales I got a request for you.”

The pure white naga stares at me.

“Are there any weapons we could take from here? I promise that after we fight off the Enclave we will destroy the weapon.”

Salt scales shake her head.

“Do you think about telling them that they’re falling into Grogar’s hooves? I have a feeling this Enclave is too full of themselves and too high and mighty in their minds to even listen, am I correct?”

I gave a quick nod.

“I am not the only one down here with a brain. There is another race from the desert I am from that is here. Who is trying to help the savage creatures who will kill anything on sight? I have spoken to him. He doesn’t wish for our packs to battle even though he saids he can’t control the pack leader.”

I am confused, why are so many creatures from that crazy desert coming here? Maybe they’re coming to see if they can find more water?

“Why are you and the others leaving the desert? I know it was a normal thing for you to prove you’re an adult but what race is this male?”

The naga smirks.

“A Ferrum.”

My eyes go wide oh no not them. They’re not easy to deal with, they will always be hard to talk to and always want to upset others. I sighed, shaking my head. I am not going to enjoy dealing with them.

“Alright I will wake up the others and we will go get this orb. I hope we can make an understanding with this other pack of creatures and this Ferrum. I don’t want to take a weapon that could kill us all knowing the Blue hats.”

Bumble sighs.

“We tried not to make weapons which would hurt ponies or even zebras. Of course, I couldn’t say it for everypony in the Blue hats. Some captured zebras even used the citizens of this land to experiment on them. Smoke Pipe almost lost his life because of this so they had to remove his memories.”

I let out a very soft sigh. I was unsure how to talk to her about this.

“Anyway, are you willing to try to get a meeting with the other pack? I know it’s not easy to make peace with Ferrums but I would at least like to try.”

Salt Scales growls speaking softly to one of the wolf creatures beside her. I don’t know what she is telling them. But the creature whines and she just opens the door and the creature slowly leaves as she closes the door.

“I told them to go make contact with the creatures. Don’t expect anything if he agrees he may not be happy about ponies being here.”

Not every creature is happy to see ponies. Ferrum I remember being created by ponies to fight zebras. I don’t fully remember how I learned about it. Just remember reading something about it in a paper a long time ago.

“I don’t blame half the races created by ponies or Grogar for not trusting ponies. Ponies didn’t represent themselves very well during the war. It’s why the princess got so hated in this area of the land.”

Salt Scales shifts on her tail looking at the other creatures walking through the halls. She opens the window blinds to see the halls are clear of the other creatures who normally hunt and kill others on sight.

It was an hour before Root and Blossom woke up making something to eat for themselves. We heard a knock on the door. Salt Scales opens the blinds outside the Ferrum. She opens the door and he quickly gets in closing the door.

“I wish I could have met you better.. Oh hey ponies. Anyway, I was told you wish to have a meeting with me?’

Salt Scales swings her arm for me to come over.

“Yes this is Smoke Pipe he is here to take one of the weapons but not just that the orb that both of our packs worship.”

Ferrum sighs.

“The orb I wouldn’t worry about you taking but the weapons?”

I shift a bit unsure of what to say.

“You see we need the weapons because the Enclave is going to attack my home. We want to protect our land from them. We feel the weapons would be the best way to take care of it. I know you have misgivings about ponies taking weapons.”

The Ferrum shifts on his many legs.

“I have no issue with you taking them. I have an issue that you have a Blue hat with you. Yes, I know who she is and I know what they are. I was created like the others to read and understand what is going on. Can you promise you would destroy the weapons?”:

Bumble shifts a bit and stands beside the three of us.

“I can promise we will destroy it after we use it. I know how to destroy most of the weapons here. If we can’t we would put it into a place no pony would ever find it.”

The Ferrum shifts a bit. I finally got a look at his name. Well, it’s a number since most of them from a long time ago were numbered. I doubt he would like it if I used the name of his number.

“Before we go on do you have a name?”

Ferrum nods.

“I am called Blood Bag. My mother, the queen of the Ferrums, got a bit high on some strange drink the ponies created back in the desert and called me that. My mother and those that were created with her are named after the first ones. I also see you notice my number. It's something a pony did to me when I was captured and placed here ages ago. I don’t know why they had an issue with me. But this was like 20 years ago I was stuffed in here.”

I tilt my head.

“Why would you be placed here?’

He shrugs.

“I guess the Blue hat who was living here before she got killed by the creatures didn’t trust me being out there. She told me before she was killed she was here to guard everything. She told me some of these weapons should never leave this bunker. If any of them are taken I should press the self-destruct button.”

This meeting is not going how I wished. I look over to Root and Blossom.

“Excuse me mister Blood Bag.”

He lifts his head to look at Blossom.

“I know you don’t trust ponies but if you don’t let us take at least one weapon. The enclave will come in here and try their best to wipe you and Salt Scales out. To the Enclave, you’re a threat to them just by existing. The Enclave is like the ponies of old, very racist and full of themselves. I am still kind of that way myself but I am learning.”

Blood Bag nods standing up and walking towards the door. Looking back at me and the others.

“You would have to speak to the alpha of the predators. Before I came here he already knew how to talk and even communicate as I do with the creatures here. He told me he used to be a pony till someone turned him into what he is now.”

Blood Bag opens the door and a large creature larger than even him comes in. A large lizard creature with long sharp claws and a Gecko-like feature. He has sharp teeth and he looks at me with a smile on his face.

“Well hello Pipe.”

I stare at him. My worst fear has come to pass. I know this creature is the mix of a Gecko and a pony who almost died from overdosing.

“Draco..”

I softly said.

“I know I said when we meet again I would get revenge on you for what you did to me. But I no longer wish for it. I think my revenge is you living as long as you have. Now I have been listening. Why not just ask me and my pack and the others here to help you with the Enclave?”

I shift a bit, sighing.

“Draco I can’t promise you would survive, they're a nasty army. I know there is a weapon in here that could short circuit power armor.”

Draco laughs.

“Oh but Pipe you seem to forget not all of them would be wearing armor though. The issue is that the other pack here is a lot worse than mine. Salt scales took the outsiders and the leader of this pack can’t be reseasoned like mine. At least we could try to talk to her. She used to be a dragon now she is what they call a Claw Walker.”

The meeting went on for hours on how we should handle this. We finally made headway. It took too long and everyone started to get sleepy again. The days must be getting shorter.

“Alright, you all get some rest. I will send a peace request to Globe eyes. I doubt she would be willing to listen. But I could at least try.”

Draco heads back to the door looking back at me and the others.

“The only one I feel she should talk to if she agrees is you Pipe. Now get some rest and it may take a while for her to agree.”

Draco leaves and I sigh leaning on the wall watching the others fall asleep again. Bumble and Salt scales leave to talk to each other and Blood Bag leaves with Draco. I am unsure what to think now. I think we are running out of time now. I hope we can reach an agreement before things go south.

I take out a flask and open it to see if there is any more whiskey in there taking a deep swig. I sing softly to myself to help me fall asleep.

“Oh, great bourbon moon, please shine down on me on bourbon street. For we must be ready for the trial ahead. Oh, great bourbon street please sing to me and my love for we are here to swim in your greatness. Oh, wonderful Luna spilled the great whiskey on our heads.”

I close my eyes, drifting to sleep wondering what is to come.