Fallout: Equestria Destinies Alinged

(Broken Sword)

On the way to the town my companions called Candlestead we were stopped by Steel rangers.

"You're from Oasis, are you not?" The leader asked Ratchet, voices made robotic and tinny by their power armor.

"Yes, she is." I said, stepping between the two. "What's it to ya?"

The leader of the squad let out a heavy huff. "We are seeking a powerful object that our sources confirm to be in Oasis. She's coming with us." He said before forcing me aside and grabbing Ratchet.

"Sure she is." I said sarcastically, drawing my machete and plunging it deep into the ranger's weak spot. Blood oozed from the wound and the Steel Ranger let out a grunt of pain.

"Still think she's coming with you, big guy?" I asked, twisting my machete.

"Apparently not." He sighed, stepping away from me. I pulled out the machete.

"You." He looked back to Ratchet. "If you come with us willingly we would be willing to pay you. It must be expensive to keep around a body guard."

"I ain't no body guard!" I exclaimed hotly.

The iron clad pony dismissed this. "Everypony needs caps." He says casually.

"Ratchet, what do you think?" I asked her.

"Caps are always good, but I don't know anything about what you're looking for." Ratchet said nervously.

"Don't play games with us, Pegasus, we believe the citizens of Oasis proudly displayed their weapon's power.

I gave him another smile and swung the blood off my machete. "Wait... Wasn't there a safe back in Oasis?"

"A civilian's safe would never hold the weapon we seek." He says gruffly.

"Well, damn if I know." I replied, sheathing my weapon. "Rach, what do you think?"

"I think that whatever it was, the raiders must have it." Knives Edge interrupted.

"If raiders have the Light we are all doomed!" The paladin boomed.

"The hell is the Light?" I asked.

Knives and Ratchet paid rapt attention as the paladin explained. "Celestia's light is a grenade launcher. It is enchanted to have range greater than any other launcher, and it replenishes it's own grenades over time. It is called the Light for the grenades create a blinding flash when they explode."

"Oh... Shit... As much as I don't like your attitudes, it MIGHT be a good idea to help you out." I was shocked by the concept of the weapon, thinking through everything I know about grenade launchers, unfortunately not much.

"Will you help us?"

"I'm in, what do you tow think? Knives, I know ya ain't for them but this weapon's in the hooves of dangerous ponies."

Knives nodded. "I protect the lives of the innocent, I am helping." He said.

Ratchet looked grim. "Of course I'll help, anything to make the world safer."

"Good answers." The paladin says, continuing on to Oasis.

"Paladin, you're wounded!" A female voice says from among the eight other Steel Rangers.

"Don't mind it." He replies.

"At least somepony gets it." I muttered to nopony in particular as I followed the paladin and his squad.

Because we had been almost to candlestead, the on hoof journey took awhile due to the slow pace of the power armored rangers. Sunset had come upon the wasteland and the sounds of nighttime were beginning to come out around us.

"We should probably camp for the night." Knives said, looking at the sky.

"Right." I agreed. "I don't want a Manticore to come and fuck us in the dark."

"Agreed. Sword, are you willing to go on first watch with me?" the ranger, that I now knew as Paladin Drake asked.

"Sure thing." I said. "Rach, you go get some sleep. It's been a long day."

While on watch nothing eventful happened, except for a couple Bloatsprites passing by.

We were relived by two rangers and sent to get some rest.

I found a place to sleep not too far from Ratchet And Knives, laid out my sleeping bag and laid down. Ratchet was fast asleep, but Knives was up, looking at the stars.

"What's up?" I asked in a hushed tone, careful not to wake Ratchet.

"Is nothing, I am simply wishing I could return home." He replied, rolling over.

"I wish I could say the same, but there's always hope for a new one, for everyone" I said, letting my eyes meander to the moon before falling asleep.

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The next morning I woke up to find Ratchet gone and Knives stretching out.

"Hey, Knives, where's Rach?" I asked

"She is with Drake." He threw on his cloak and then sniffed the air as though he could smell something. When I tried nothing hit my nose.

"Alright, where's Drake?" I asked, looking around.

"He's in the town hall with the other rangers, searching for Celestia's light." Knives said. "But, it's been more than an hour, this operation reeks."

"Let's investigate." I said, rushing towards the town hall.

A sudden scream, undoubtedly Ratchet's resounded from the hall. I unfurled my wings and charged for the town hall, machete drawn. Knives was on my heels and drew his revolver. As we got inside we heard gunfire.

I barreled down a set of stairs and found them all.

Instead of taking in the situation, I focused on finding Ratchet. I saw her nearly instantly, cowering behind Paladin Drake.

"What the hell happened here?!" I called out to Ratchet, taking cover. We were being fired at my robots!

"We set off the security system!" Ratchet called back. "Oasis used to be a military town for Luna's forces of Bat-ponies!"

"That's a first!" I shouted back before drawing my pipe pistol and firing at the robots. My bullets didn't look like they were doing much, but one of the robots exploded in response to my shot to the head.

An idea struck me, and I took out my flamer, loaded it and unsheathed my machete, who shall now be known as Betty. I put it on the floor, and shot flames at it until the flamer was out of fuel. When I was done the blade was red hot. I had to stop myself from kissing it before I picked it up and charged for the robots.

I hacked and slashed, severing robotic limbs and taking energy shots to every part of my body. They stung and burned but I kept fighting until all the robots were down.

"Everypony alright?" I asked.

There were complaints from the metal cased ponies of Drakes squad, but their leader overruled them. "We're fine." Drake then stepped away from Ratchet, who was still shaking.

"There was a fucking reason we never went too deep into the town hall." She said grimly.

"Rach, you okay?" I asked, as gentle as an ex-raider can be.

"I'm... I'm fine, just shook up." She said, looking in horror at one of the robots. "I can't believe those sick pre-war ponies used real pony brains when building security robots!"

"I'm not surprised. After, what they did led us to... Well, to that." I said, pointing back out to the wasteland. "I wouldn't be surprised if they had kept a magical beast locked away for it's power."

"What?" Ratchet asked, confused.

I noticed the quizzical look on Ratchets face. "It's a Rumor I heard involving a dracona...draconi, Drakono-whatever that was locked away and used to make that taint stuff over in the 'Hoof'" I told her. "Probably just a rumor though."

Ratchet, who still looked uneasy took a sneaking pose and crawled ahead of the party, scouting for traps, turrets, and hostiles.

I followed her, Betty unsheathed and in my mouth.

I had an idea and I tapped Ratchet on the shoulder before beckoning her to follow me.

"Hey, Drake." I called out to our armored 'friend'.

"That's Paladin Drake to you, civilian." Drake reminded me.

"Right, Paladin Drake, there's a raider settlement to the Southeast of here, you should go investigate for Celestia's Light. Ratchet, Knives and I will split ways from you here." I said, trying not to smile.

"Of course, thank you for your help." He rummaged around in his saddlebags and threw us a bag of caps. "This should be sufficient payment for your help." He then commanded his squad to leave, and went ahead of them.

"What the actual..." I took the bag and divvied it up between us, which left one cap left over, I slipped it into my bag and looked around. "Somethings got my mane itching, and it isn't the blood. Raiders couldn't tell the difference between a 50 cal, and a 22. Sp. We should look around a bit."

Ratchet nodded and so did Knives.

"Rach, Stripes, be on the lookout for anything strange, got it?"

Both didn't say a word as we moved down the stairs. As we did, we could hear the mechanical sounds of a Protectapony pacing while on guard.

I went into sneak and slowly descended the steps, one at the bottom I surveyed the area for the Protectapony.

It was down a long hallway, at least fifteen feet away from me, it's back turned.

I unfolded my wings and dashed down the hallway. Before it could turn around I swung my machete and took what I assumed to be it's head clean off. the head fell and shattered, showering me with brain matter.

Unperturbed, I went onwards, seeing that the hallway ended in a room.

I entered the room and was bombarded b bullets, most only grazed me, but one went right into my flank. I backtracked as fast as I could and sat down, the stinging from the grazing quickly died down. Sadly, my poor flank wasn't so lucky.

"Drink this." Knives said, holding out a healing potion with his magic.

I took the top in my mouth, cracked the seal with my teeth and guzzled it down.

I looked into the room, around the corner. Inside were two doors, both closed. On the ceiling was a machine gun turret. I had to duck my head back around the corner before it spotted me.

"Rach, Stripes, got any idea on how to murder that thing without getting turned into swiss pony?" I asked my companions.

"Well, it's a mark 2 turret, on it's back it a combat inhibitor. As it swivels, I say we fire at the inhibitor." Ratchet says confidently.

A startled Knives simply agreed.

"Alright, Knives, you sneak past it, and I'll draw it's fire, then you shoot it in the combat inhi-thingy." I said.

Knives nodded. "It's been too long since I've done a stealth mission." He said with a grin.

I charged in and was barely able to dodge all of it's fire before it stopped spitting bullets and exploded. In the midst of the wreckage stood knives, face contorted in pain, with a bit of shrapnel stuck in his shoulder.

I walked towards him with the intent of inspecting the wound, but as I got there, Knives wrapped his magic around the piece of metal and pulled it out. Blood oozed from the wound and he took out a bandage, sticking it to his shoulder.

"You alright?" I asked cautiously.

He gave a wide grin and drank down a healing potion from his bag. "You see, I am fine."

I nodded to him and we continued onward, unknowing of what we would find.