Fallout Equestria:

UNWANTED

By

Khun1sp0ne

Revisions by

A close friend

PROLOGUE

Ponies… Ponies never change. Whether you are one to accept the species with open arms before or after the Great War, ponies are still xenophobic of species that are different or have been around for many years. First it was the griffons, then the yaks, and then the changelings, until it came to the years before the first megaspell explosion that the Zebras feared the return of Nightmare Moon. Some say that the escalation of the war was due to resources, others the tension of diplomacy. But still, the war had yet to begin.

Ponies were glued to the cinema newsreels and personal television programs as well as radio programs blasting barbaric actions about the Striped Menace quoting the phrase, “See the Striped Menace as they are.” Neighborhoods weren’t the same once tensions grew between the nations. Allegations claiming the support of Yaks helping were denied left and right once Yakyakistan claimed neutrality, as well as rumors of an Equestrian ship gone missing in international waters.

Then, after the unsuspecting populace enjoyed a few days of quietness and grateful weather, the first siren blared its harbinging sound of terror. Parachutes blanketed the sky as white and black striped zebras made their landing on the ground below. No one knows who started the shooting, but it was a fact...the fighting started in a bloody massacre. One after the other, ponies had to literally fight on their own front lawns, while the children hid inside to not see the bloody mess of enemies and neighbors alike.The worst of all of these were the frequent air raids on coastal regions with ease of access to the oceans. Pegasi took flight in droves, the anti-airship cannons spewed their hot projectiles, and buildings spewing flames as explosive barrel bombs dropped like catapulted rocks. Many ponies on the ground died in the constant explosions, collapses, fires, and mayhem that ensued after the zebras dropped their deadly load effectively separating Foals from the coastal and capital cities to limit young casualties. But still there was still much work to do, there had to be a way to stop the Zebras in their tracks. Something to make them run at the site of the Equestrian forces for good, and never come back to harm anypony ever again. But such thoughts were merely speculation as some of the finest military strategists placed a Gambit on the Crystal Empire.

The war began when Zebra forces invaded the icy regions in airships, killing civilian and military targets. Ponies were drafted to serve, to die for a war based on fear. My great, great, great grandfather died for a battle that seemed to push back what would seem like the inevitable. He was a Steelhooves operator during the Great War in the 115th Storm platoon. Though my parents never tell me what really happened to dear old Grandpappy, they did tell me that he and his platoon were going up against an immense force. Dragons, Griffons, and along with the Zebras, they were being out manned and outgunned. They say that he stayed behind to free the others in the Zebras POW camp, Some say that he deserted his post disobeying orders to rescue one of his own. No matter how anypony in the family says it, it's still so very confusing. Peace was declared, and the many ministries of state were formed as well as the Stables. But how long would this 'ceasefire’ last? No one knew the answer to that, which in turn instilled more fear into the populace. Lives began, technology flourished, but still ponies would have the fear of a megaspell explosion--causing widespread damage or widespread holocaust--on their minds. Then when the megaspell explosions rocked Equestria, their fears became reality. But our story does not take place before the war. It starts behind the giant door of Stable 34. There, our journey will truly begin. Through these words you will learn about the struggles about a Stable Dweller from this mentioned 34, as well as his companions of whom his travels intertwine.

Here you will explore lands new and old, species of whom you know throughout the wasteland, and some that have surfaced over in recent years. But the only thing that remains in this wasteland, is the constant struggle. Trust, like any other important item is a resource that is very scarcer in the wasteland than food, less abundant than scrap, but sometimes when you come upon a rare opportunity it presents itself like a treasure that is the only thing of its kind. "What's the point in trust anyway?" you might ask yourself. The point is that when you meet somepony who wants to be a comrade, you want to be sure he or she does not kill you in your sleep or is a Raider in disguise. Or worse, have someone who will back-stab you on a deal that you managed for everyone involved to get a piece of pie.

But this will not be the Equestria you know dear viewer, it will take place in ghastly locations on the map and even beyond where many have ventured or wished to venture. Some might say to settle down in a settlement somewhere and make tiny foals, or just simply have some fun with a mare friend, but that empty space...is just begging to be explored and make you so amazed in wonderful chaos and glory.

Or, you can just sit there and rot like the Same old Ghoul ponies from before the war. It's your choice my friend, but I would pick the exploring part since you need to get out more often. I mean, who would want to sit in one place and just look at carravans going past when there's all that loot and land waiting to be used and charted?

Think of the research, mayhem, schemes, plotting, the caps, yet you think it's not for you? Maybe, maybe not. But still you have a choice to make: stand still, or explore what is out there.

...

Location: Unknown. The rain would pummel down on the mossy rocks continuously as if it was past due 200 some years to replenish the soil making it muddy and soft. The only sounds that could be heard were the oncoming gallop of hooves making a splash in a nearby puddle

"*Huff* *huff* Are you sure they'll be able to leave?" One of the figures spoke, her voice femininly young yet in an elderly level.

"They must." The other voice replied in a masculine tone as the sound of a pistol clicked from the hammer being pulled back. "If we hurry we might lose them and get back to get them."

But as both figures continued to trot towards more Rocky outcroppings, shots rang out in all directions, careening past them as well as ricocheting off the rock faces.

"I want the Pretty Mares wings!" Said one of the assailants as more shots and shouts rallied. "Shut up and cut off that ones horn! It sells for a large amount'a caps!" Said another as the gap between the two groups grew uncomfortably closer and the lead and laser beams grew hotter.

"Celestia! Not them again!" The feminine figure spoke out in fear as the masculine figure shot off a few rounds towards their attackers

"Head for the Everfree...wing it! Come on, Don't let them catch you!" He said as he fired one shot hitting one of the persures in the head committing him to a ruthless demise. But as he let off more shots, his partner seemed to have dropped to the ground after a bullet swiped her head

"Wings! WIIIIIINGS!" The masculine pony shouted as he skidded and ran back to protect her. 'Out....damnit!' he thought to himself as he fumbled through an ammo bag jerking at the pistols ammo wheel. With their persuers now in front of them, it seems like it was hopless for a full fight. "Come on wings...wake up! Wake up! WAKE UP!"

Author's Note

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Some of the content you will read will be more in depth to what the wasteland of Equestria is really experienced through the eyes of the main characters as well as the NPCs in the story setting. All rights to characters Mentioned and or involved in the story itself belongs to their respected owners and legal guardians. Any canon ponies that are mentioned or displayed in the story that is related to the MLP FIM tv series is completely coincidental. Cover art for this fanfiction was created by the creator himself and belongs to his property on Deviantart and so forth. Most of the characters in this fan-fic belongs to him and to others along with most of the new items/aid/ NPCs and story DLC items. The Fallout Equestria franchise was based on Hasbro’s and DHX’s television series “My Little Pony: Friendship is magic” For which Fallout Equestria was the brainchild of Kkat.