Fallout Equestria: Changed Fates

Fallen Empire

Yet again.... She screamed.

Or rather, she was pretty sure she was screaming. It sounded distant, and up close. Everything looked blackened with darkness but she could see clearly for what seemed like miles. She couldn't even tell if it was freezing cold like outside or burning hot as she felt short on breath as if the air was arid and hot to a point that it was hard to breath. Mostly, what concerned her was that they had just taken their medicine, and they hardly had anything left, She hoped that they did not just waste the dose.

She really couldn't tell what was going on, but it scared her more than just a little, it took her a while before she calmed down enough to realize her hooves were off the ground and she was simply floating. She started up again before a soft glow over her pulled her towards the ground. But as her hooves closed the distance to a flat surface, something seemed to overcome her. An odd sensation, as if she was just starting to wake from a bad dream, things began to clear and she could smell the familiar scent of home.

A sting touched her senses, she could only just barely hear a familiar voice calling out to her. It was something she needed, she couldn't get any closer as something was wrenching her away. She could feel the world shifting, as if the waking world was struggling to pull her back. She could hear the voice calling her name, calling her back. She flailed with her hooves trying to get back to it, she knew the voice, there was no other like it.

"Mom!!!" She thrashed savagely before something violently grasped onto her and held her down. She could hear blurred noises as her mother's voice called for help just out of reach as she was dragged further and further back. Crying out to every pony and griffon she knew, an overwhelming force of emotion pounded her mind and soul. Her mother's voice vanishing as she was forcefully held down, a sharpened point held against her forehead. Finally, she surrendered.

"Holy hell, why can't she fight like that when it's not against us?" Croce's voice sounded like an endless echoing distant noise.

"Yeah, she's stronger than she thinks... but at the same time, not so much.." Oso's voice as well, but even as the seconds passed, it sounded like they were leagues closer.

"I'm not surprised, this lass got a mean kick... she nearly popped me berries back up north... but she'll be alright." She could feel a hoof smoothing her bangs out of her face as the impossibly strong talons holding her down released. "Ah... well maybe the lass is more durable than ye think lad."

Her vision didn't clear, it just got darker and grainier. "Wh..what happened? Where are we?"

"Oh Cherry pone! We're in hell.... no really, all the worst memories and things you're afraid of just popping up and nomming your little hoovsies. Should have heard you, squealing like uncle bad touch was coming after you." She could easily identify Reaper's voice despite the odd echo which seemed to infest every sound she could hear.

"It's a fear ward, a VERY powerful one. More like a fear field, it's odd. I almost didn't get through it." Oso's eyes lingered on his heavy talons, his face betrayed extreme concern.

"Aye, thankfully, I was able to counter it eh laddie?" As Lexicon struggled upright, she could plainly see the odd glow over their eyes. Especially on Fobwatch who stared closer into her as if inspecting her. "Should be fine love, the counter ward is workin like a charm."

"Wh..what?" Her mind churned as she put it all together. Defensive magic or something similar had to be protecting this place, which while she looked around she decided was likely a pocket dimension parallel to Equestria's real time and space. It explained the odd shape of what she remembered the Crystal Empire looking like looming about in the darkness. The Empire was stuck in here as likely some sort of horrible botched defense mechanism. She did remember a lot of tech ideas passing over her desk she had to research for. Entire spacial disrupting fields to drop solid objects out of real space and hide them for short periods of time. But she never got a good look at them as her only job was to determine if there was anything similar mentioned in Equestria's legends and ancient history and to let them know. This was likely the result of that research, probably the result of it being rushed and used before it was ready. She mentally nodded a thank you to Logical Lexi who saluted her. "Never mind... I think I got it. But... how did you know how to counter the effects?"

Fobwatch chuckled. "Not my first rodeo love... I've been around, I've done and seen things."

"Yeah, you keep saying that... and you keep pulling shit out of your ass to save us in rather unique and randomly coincidental ways..." Croce glared, rubbing his lower beak as if it had been hit very hard, or perhaps kicked by a squirming scared mare he was helping to hold down.

"Let's not question it now... We have a very dangerous and important mission." Oso's words were as usual direct and calm. Jealous Lexi grumbled in the back of her mind, and Ambitious Lexi pushed the idea of Lexi being that brave and confident as a goal instead of a contrast she would use against herself.

The direction they needed to go was easy, but travel was painfully slow. They would constantly run into unstable patches of the pocket dimension where the laws of physics changed slightly. Lexi warned them of the ungodly terrible amount of things that could go wrong, but in the end they just did their best to avoid them simply because no gravity or odd tingles was annoying. She fumed at the idea that they were just going to ignore the fact that they could hit a time anomaly and simply age a thousand years in a quarter of a second or disintegrate, the theoretical nonsense that was possible when the laws of reality decides to take a nap were unthinkable, and while she knew how to look at it, it was infuriating that they wouldn't blink twice at the impossible anomaly of science and magic.

The looming city in the distance however, seemed a little too ominous and dark to be the effects of a pre war defense tool. But she did take a moment to consider that almost everything in the entire world seemed to go to hell in the most unique and direct ways. She half expected to see a Changeling hive growing out of her mother's house in Canterlot as it constantly rains thunder and hellfire in the background or something overly cartoonishly bad. But this whole area seemed specifically designed extra to be spooky. She really couldn't tell what was really there due to the odd aura within the pocket dimension which seemed to twist and contort her perception. Unlike Yin's perception which just seemed like a gentle distracting breeze where one would feel it but almost never notice. This was darker, like a bully holding reality just out of reach as you can hear but not see something unspeakable just crawling and scraping it's way over the floor behind you.

It brought out a half chuckle half whimper before she looked to the others. Self reflection was always helpful for her, but she knew she wasn't the only one in this specific frying pan. She peaked over at the groups newest number, she couldn't really call Reaper a member of the party. They had only just met and he was only tagging along as a guide. Though actually looking him over now made Lexi a touch jealous. It wasn't his as if he was some sort of hyper aware or highly intelligent mind, he was as her mother always said 'smart, but not intelligent'. Reaper's lack of caring, his constant smile, He was something Lexi wasn't sure she could have. He was happy.

She furrowed her brow looking him over. She noticed small crudely healed scars and pockmarks from things she couldn't guess at, he was likely just barely older than herself but he looked like he had already had so many adventures and while he was good at what he did, he seemed to get his joy from his experiences even with the horrifying terrors that came with it. His smile was genuine, it felt like he simply jumped into the adventure and submitted to the idea of just having his fun and the horrors and dangers were just the currency he paid to have those fun adventures.

She struggled with Lusty Lexi as she inspected his sleek features and how his harness contoured to his body. She could feel herself nearly licking her lips but stopped and followed Reaper's intense gaze all the way to Croce's rear. It gave her a soft chuckle but soon she too decided to watch playfully.

She still didn't really know what to think of Croce, she was sure there was something in him that made him stick around other than his little griffon oath contract thing. Her jaw tensed remembering those moments under the snow but she quickly shook it off. He was loyal, not the strongest but he was more determined than anypony she had ever met. She was sure he had no problem lying to her, but she saw why. Even if it hurt, she looked at him, wondering about his perception of her. He knew how weak she was, but she felt he treated her as if she was twice as weak, she didn't know if he was cautious of losing her or just condescending and doing his job. Regardless to his reasoning, he had a hard time expressing himself and he clearly had conflicting feelings.

She blushed thinking about Croce but turned to see Oso and couldn't help but to bite her lip. He was so distant, but everything about the giant Griffon was something she wanted, not just in a naughty way, but for herself as well. He seemed so fearless, so powerful, so keen. It was like he knew so much and he could do no wrong. Warm and bubbly feelings flushed through her but something dug at her. She looked over his features, his weathered feathers and massive size, she was right, he did seem like he could do no wrong, as if he was just perfect. She knew nopony like that existed, no Griffon either. Something about him just felt too alien. He just seemed too surreal to exist. Even his physical size didn't seem real. She had never seen a Griffon like him before, granted before the world ended she never really saw much of any Griffons, but even in magazines or other media. It made her think of the possibilities. Maybe he was mutated or happened upon some sort of pre war experiment he stumbled upon that made him huge.

As she stared she noticed him turn to look her way and quickly she looked forward trying in vain to pretend she was thinking of something else. She breathed a little easier just hearing the faint dismissive laugh, it did feel a little like he was rejecting her, but it didn't hurt all that much. She just shook her head and looked for the last member of their little party, but could not seem to find him. She almost stopped in her tracks, her head darting back and forth trying to find Fobwatch.

"Somethin wrong love?" Lexi nearly fell over in fright as Fobwatch simply appeared to the side of her.

"How do you do that?" Her armor clacked and whirled as her legs flailed to keep her upright.

He smiled playfully and slowly pulled back his jacket to show the chest plate. But she quickly noticed that there were pieces spot welded into the armor, pieces of electronics that looked familiar. "I made this sucker out of an ole worn down Pipbuck. I've got access to things like SATS, EFS, and most of all... I can use stealth bucks." He pulled back the old trench coat even further to show a small collection of items plugged into his armor. She didn't know which one was which, but she did notice that it looked relatively well put together. Nothing close to MoS work, but it was impressive if he had done it all himself, especially if he had done it in the wastes. "I'd be confused if ye didn't notice me joinin in every time ye use SATS. Whenever ye activate it, it activates on me too. I linked them when I followed you guys up north. Sadly, there's a programmin bit that's keepin me from using that feature to find your location, but whenever my SATS goes off, I know you're within 15 meters. Speakin of that programmin bit, ye think we can fix that lil bugger? If we get split up, I'd like to be able to find ye."

She blinked, looking down at her pipbuck nearly fully enclosed in her armor. With a soft shrug, she held it out for him and he smiled pulling a small cord from his armor to her leg and with a little effort from his magic he made the connection and slowly started his work. It was an odd sight, his magic toyed with his own armor and she could see his eyes darting back and forth in a deep focus. Thoughts purred through her mind, he was attractive, but in an odd wholesome way. She couldn't really figure him out, he was kind but, obviously he had been in the wasteland for a while. The coldness showed in his features, but his actions spoke clearly of a more civilized time, a time she dearly missed.

He was confident, like the others. But his confidence was one she hadn't really seen before. Croce's confidence was immense and she couldn't tell if it came from arrogance or an over dedication to his Griffon mercenary code or whatever he called it. Reaper looked like his confidence came from simply not caring and wondering when he was going to have fun next. Oso's confidence was clearly from experience and being the biggest and most dangerous thing around even if it was toned down by his odd calm. But Fobwatch's confidence seemed to come from an unnatural ease and dozens of fallback plans, his adaptability brought him this confidence. How he followed them, how he gathered so much information, every time he helped them along the way and how casual it all seemed to him. He had to be the kind of pony who just sat around and thought of excessively redundant backup plans, this was oddly alluring to her.

"There we go love..." The plug came free and whirled up back into his armor from what she guessed was a coil spring like on a retractable key chain. "Now if ye get lost or stolen, I can find ye. And ye bet yer lovely tush I'll bring the cavalry.."

She smiled, looking into his eyes, he was certainly just a little flirty, but unlike Reaper it seemed harmless. Even if she didn't really want him to be. He just struck her as someone who took charge and molded his life to give himself a lot of options and redundant support structures. It was a smart and very careful thing she always tried to do herself. She found herself smiling, and for once, almost all the Lexis were smiling with her too, even Logical Lexi. From a logical standpoint, he was a safe pony to romantically pursue, and if things got too dangerous, he would likely break it off for himself but it would still be keeping her safe ish.

He chuckled and patted her head. "Focus a bit love, yer droolin..."

She turned red, quickly reaching up to see if he was teasing or not. But in that moment as he laughed, his image blurred and the light bending stealth buck hid him from view. She pouted wishing she could bring him back to talk, but she knew he didn't vanish for no reason. And so she grumbled as she walked along, surveying the area until Croce's voice called them all in.

"Get over here, this shit's too weird to not to be important." She hurried along and found Croce and Oso both looking over what she figured was likely a pony. Reaper was on his way but his odd prancing gait made her feel like he wasn't going to take it seriously.

"What is it?" Lexi looked the stallion over, he was relatively young, clearly a Crystal Pony, but what made this so odd was of course that he was frozen and his eyes burned with an odd green energy that seemed to waft away from him. She'd researched several things like it, but none matched exactly. "Does this have something to do with why Tyrin didn't come in?"

Oso nodded. "I'm surprised you don't know right away... aren't you a historian?"

"I'm a librarian and researcher of artifacts." Lexi huffed as she shot a hoof out at the frozen pony. "I have no idea what this is. I mean, I do love history, but I have no idea."

Oso pointed to the wafting green energies. "It's fear magic... a sort of off brand Order magic designed exclusively to drudge up severe fears and phobias. It's creative, the power belonged to the old king of the Crystal Empire. King Sombra."

"Sounds like a difficult dom..." Reaper calmly commented looking over the frozen pony and poking at the frozen look of absolute horror on his face. "No fun at all... Not even whips and chains..."

Spitting aggravated, Croce mumbled something that Lexi didn't want to think of. "Are we going to have to fight this fucking creep?"

Quick to answer, Oso proved to be just as hesitant as Lexi to think about it. "Hopefully not, the fear ward when we first found ourselves in this place is a sort of blanket ward, it didn't attack to us individually, it was just a trap we walked through. If he really is still alive, or whatever passes for alive in here, then he's likely asleep. But more than likely, he's dead and his essence is still just stupid powerful here. You at least know what the Crystal heart is right?"

Lexi nodded having done her research on specifically artifacts and Oso continued as he looked over the frozen pony hoping this would be easier. "The artifact that gathers love, or more or less positive emotions... It's really complicated but when he's in power, the heart has to be hidden away. He's an avatar of fear which can tear away at the mind and disrupt it. it's a powerful emotion which must be countered by a powerful emotion... or by magic designed to do so. If he died or is still alive, doesn't matter, the heart isn't being used and clearly his fear power bled into this strange pocket dimension. If we fail to hold back the fear, we'll become like this." He waved at the frozen pony and Lexi wondered if the poor thing was even still alive but her mind snapped back to Oso's words as he concluded. "...Tormented by fear until we mentally break. Stuck forever in endless torment. But again, we can't be reckless. If he's not dead we could wake him just powering through his barriers or disrupting his magic. Hell, just activating his traps might wake him. Each step has to be careful, so don't go anywhere alone and stay with the group as best as you can."

He looked about to get a lot of nods and some weird probably sexual gesture from Reaper. Lexi took note and stayed close to Oso and with the explanation the others kept close as well. She did have to assume that Fobwatch was staying close simply because he seemed smart enough to desire a safe way through the mission, but with him invisible she couldn't tell for certain.

Their trek forward towards the center of the horribly nightmarish realm started to appear much more clear. More and more ponies were visible, many of them carrying bags or luggage as if they foolishly tried to grab things and escape the city when they were frozen. She could feel a horrible sensation seeping into her as she continued forward it all seemed so familiar, the massive blurry horizon started to come into view, best she could tell was that they had officially entered the city. As blurry as it all was she could see the details in their surroundings and the amount of frozen ponies was extreme. They were starting to have trouble getting through the crowds of frozen ponies, and the deeper they got the more the sensation gnawed at her senses. It wasn't until she lifted off the ground and found herself looking directly into Oso's eyes that she realized what it was as Logical Lexi screamed into her ears after Oso's words escaped his beak.

"Calm down.... whatever you're thinking... stop!... " She blinked before Fobwatch appeared and his horn flared making the sensation retreat. She could hear little Logical Lexi squawking. 'It's too familiar!' There was a sudden cold shock and she swore she could hear a little colt call for his mother after a short burst of a minigun.

The sensation battled with Fobwatch's magic as her heart rate continued to climb. It all made sense, the fear on these ponies, the position they were frozen in. She had seen it before, she lived it. "Th..the ... bombs...." She uttered out trying desperately to grab onto reality and pull it back into her grip. But it all made sense, these ponies, this fear, these ponies froze right where they were and were pulled into this place the day the bombs fell, the same day she was frozen for 170 years. The screams started to touch her ears, she could hear the sirens, feel the fire in her lungs as she ran for the Stable, hear her mother's voice over the answering machine. Logic fell away and like sinking deeper and deeper into an all consuming feeling, she started seeing it, she was never close enough, but there it was in front of her. The begging mare trying to push past the soldier to get into the Stable, the bullets ringing out, the puffs of red mist painting her little colt's face with her pulped insides.

The terror began to fill her and her mouth slowly opened to scream as her body slowed to a grinding halt. But something changed, something fought to catch her senses, and quite suddenly she could feel something she recognized, she didn't know how she knew what it was mostly because it was her first time feeling it, but it was something that kept her heart racing, but nearly obliterated the fear and she could hear the whooping and hollering of oddly, both Logical Lexi and Horny Lexi.

Somepony's tongue was in her mouth. She was nearly thrown back into the romanticized grasp of Fobwatch, hanging in his forelegs as he balanced her, dipping her nearly to the ground as his lips, open pressed against hers, his tongue exploring the inside of her mouth. It felt so oddly smooth, so wonderful, so exciting. She blinked as his hoof scooped up her rear leg as if he was going to mount her right there bringing her absolute full attention. But then the possibly the second most coldest blue ballingest moment of her young life. He dropped her.

"Wha wha?!?" She floundered and flailed as the hinges of her armor popped letting her legs bend enough to get her hooves under her and allowing her to stand up straight.

"See?... I told you it would work..." Fobwatch calmly commented as he wiped his lips. "Sorry for getting fresh love... the fear got you... I had to motivate your senses and spike your mind with a distraction."

Her mind was a blur of confusion and embarrassment, especially with Croce staring. "... um... I ... I don't mind..." She could practically hear a gaggle of Lexis screaming for her to pretend the fear was getting her again so he would continue.

"Good... let's continue, Fobwatch... you and Croce stay VERY close to her... I don't want her slipping away when our back is turned."

Croce grimaced. "Why is she even here? She doesn't belong here, you should have gone alone!"

Reaper poked up behind Croce. "I'll watch birby just in case he starts dropping too..."

Croce shut up and stood on the other side of Lexi as they shared an awkward silence before Oso rolled his eyes and started to the center of the city again. It was uncomfortably silent as they continued forward, Lexi's mind refusing to let go of the possibility of more. Logical Lexi knew of course it had to be done to bring her mind back, but she wanted to listen to Horny Lexi. She hardly even took notice that they had all stopped at a large building and the others started to talk. It seemed so distant but the voices carried on until something poked her. To her surprise it was Reaper.

"Oh... um.. h...hi..." She seemed to stutter out as he smiled playfully. She could see Fobwatch just ahead as if he was keeping watch but she couldn't see Oso or Croce.

"Hello hello Cherry Pone... I have to keep you company... But don't get any ideas unless you wanna pay me..." He chuckled as he waved his rear about in front of her.

Something in her throbbed, she felt sick but in her mind, as if she needed something badly, it wasn't the fear, the best she could tell it was some sort of extreme frustration, she didn't really know what she was doing, but she looked him in the eyes and surprised herself. "How much?"

He looked at her and chuckled leaning in. "... I don't know... I'm pretty good at my craft... and while I'm not really into mares... hrmmm... a thousand?"

She chewed her lip and looked back at Fobwatch who seemed completely and utterly focused on something else just a bit away. She opened her saddlebags and threw a bag of caps down, she didn't know how much it had or if she was even allowed to spend it, but it had to be at least close to a thousand. The Lexi's in her mind were at war, she didn't even know what she was doing, on one hoof her heat was blasting her with hormones she was only not acting on due to the danger and almost dying every other moment, on the other hoof she was almost dying every other moment. Fobwatch's measures had stirred her up quite a bit and the Lexi's in her mind were all whining about one thing or another, but she heard above them all. She didn't want to die without having fun at least once, even if it meant losing her virginity in some meaningless shameful way.

She saw the red hooves scoop at the bag and she waited, her eyes locked onto the ground in front of her, she could hear the bottle caps clinking as if he was looking through them. She closed her eyes and faced forward, not sure what to think or do, She flinched as a hoof went to her neck as if to pull her in, flustering and unsure she opened her mouth clumsily attempting to be ready for whatever he would do to her, but she wasn't ready for what came next.

The hoof pulled her in closer and the bag of caps pushed back into her hooves. "Sorry Cherry Pone... I was trying to be polite... sure I really wouldn't have much problem doing you a solid and tossing a quicky your way, especially for a good hunk of change... but I have a rule about virgins... and about mares... and these rules go double, even quintuple when I have to travel with the pony involved."

She looked at him blubbering hearing the outraged Horny Lexi cursing the skies, fate, and Celestia herself for her inability to lose her V card. "Bu...but... I..."

He pushed his hoof to her lips and shushed her. "Sorry... you're just going to have to be somepony else's emotional baggage... Pop that Cherry and maybe for a hundred or so I shoot some cheap thrills your way... I just can't have you drooling at me... only the boys are allowed to do that... But give me a shout if Croce needs a pony ride..." He chuckled patting her head to her utter despair.

Thankfully a distraction pulled her out of it. Gunshots rang out and she could hear the booming screech of Oso tangling with something. But it didn't end quickly which meant there was a lot to do or whatever they were fighting was tougher than usual. She looked to Fobwatch he was keeping watch but the moment she took a step forward, the cherry red Pegasus kicked her legs out from under her.

"Nope!... you're staying here. Not an inch in that direction." He hummed with his now annoyingly playful tone.

She struggled to look up at him as she rocked back and forth getting her armor to pop and creak as she got to her hooves, her fluster and sadness turning grinding its way into anger. She looked back to Fobwatch who spared a look back at her for just a moment as if Reaper was simply doing his job. "Well... can I at least know what's going on?"

Reaper looked back and shrugged. "They spotted something while you were busy with your thoughts, guards or something... spoopy types... don't really want anything to do with them, but the birbs went after them to clean up and get us into whatever the building is." He waved off in a direction lazily.

Stress already fairly high, the world around her, here and back in whatever the real world was outside this nightmarish blurry hell, it all just seemed to fuel something she never really gave much credit to. Lexi was not too angry of a pony, she never had any real way to act on anger. Yelling or trying to pick intellectual fights with her mother would always lead to her getting stomped in an argument or debate, real fights with literally anyone in Equestria would do just the same but in a far more physically painful manner. But she could feel it, it was like a new Lexi being born, a new Lexi feeding off of what was already there and emerging.

'Screw logic, screw fear, screw all of you little bitches!' The tiny little Lexi inside screamed as it struggled with the other Lexis for control, demanding violently to be heard and taken seriously.

Her mind boiled with the presence of this new Lexi as something finally happened to let the newborn Lexi do what she was destined to do.

Through concrete and stone, an armored form in the heavy rending grasp of Oso blasted into place between Lexicon and Reaper. Half flapping and half limping, Croce came fast behind him, it was clear that this scuffle had not nearly gone as well as they had hoped. The enemy almost looked like a Wraith, only it looked to be soaked in gore, eating away and rusting at it's armor.

The thing flailed violently, and Oso, even in all his strength looked like he could only just barely hang on. As if the thing had been so fast, so brutal that he only just barely managed to get a hold of it and was hoping he could hold it still until someone else helped him finish it off.

Lexi screamed, but unlike all the times before, this was not fear, it wasn't pain, it wasn't anything other than the new Angry Lexi.

The world seemed to stand still as she bit down on the trigger as hard as she could drowning the thing with all the 45 ACP and 5.56. She was left heaving and angrily fuming, her weapons at either side clicking dry. The thing in front of her smelled like rotting meat and it's helmet was a mashed up spaghetti strainer.

The whole group stared in an odd fascination and awe. But as the other Lexis started to catch up and realize what was happening, there was nothing. A simply lack of emotion. The Lexis inside babbled and made declarations, trying to find something revealing about what had just happened. She just killed a pony, sure it was probably the second time she did, but this was different. The Lexis surged and tried again and again to apply something, anything to it. Guilt, pain, fear, anything. But there was nothing, simply nothing. It was as if she just popped a balloon, a balloon that was hers to pop. She did nothing wrong and owed no one.

She blinked as the others looked on rather surprised. Almost by instinct, she straightened herself and fiddled with the reloading mechanism until her weapons chambered rounds. Oso, Reaper, Croce and even Fobwatch who had popped out of stealth all blinked as if close to dumbfounded at her.

Her lips pursed as she looked over the others and finally words escaped her lips. "I... don't know what to think about this... hrmm... is the door unguarded?"

Footnote: Level 8 achieved

Perk added: Nerd Rage. When things are tough, you surprise yourself by rising to the challenge, when low health or particularly emotionally charged, you gain 10 Damage threshold and do a full 20% more damage.

This fanfiction is based on Fallout Equestria by Kkat, Fallout Equestria Pink Eyes by Mimezinga and Fallout Equestria Project Horizons by Somber; a familiarity with the source material may aid your understanding.

Author - Sanguine Eyes

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