Waking up

“Huh? What’s going on...where am I?” I thought as a freezing liquid left the thing I was in. I could hear bangs and screams. I remember...I don’t remember anything. “What’s going on?!”

“Boss, why the hell are they all frozen?” I heard from outside where I was.

“They’re some failed experiment. Just kill them and clean them out so we can use this place.” I heard from a mare this time.

“Need to get out,” I whined trying to look for some way out of this thing.

“Hey, what’s that sound?” I heard whatever I was in started to bend and buckle.

“Boss, one’s awake!” I heard just as I broke the wall. I was blinded a bit before I could see and saw...three small creatures. I was unsure what they were but they started hitting me, looking scared before I ran off, hurt and confused.

“Get that freak!” I heard behind me as I ran. I ran as hard as my limbs could take me.

“It’s leaving the lab!” One of the others said as I ran past a mirror with caution signs on it and what looked like another me running through it. Many of the things fired at it, shattering it. I don’t even know what I am, or where I was.

“KILL IT!” I heard as things pinged off me. I ran and ran, doors opening for me until I found myself outside. I panted as more of those things turned to me ready to end me.

I growled before jumping up the cliff and running into the wilderness.

On a hill near Raider Site 14

I watched from my sniper nest as a strange animal rushed out of the facility that the damn raiders were taking over. It looked like a heavily militarized cyber dog, that also had extensive genetic enhancements.

“Got something pup?” I heard behind me, looking to see the Ghoulish Zebra that had joined me on this little quest of mine.

“Yeah. A raider attack on the facility we were reconning on, and what looks like a dog.”

“Somebody would have to be alive for it to be an attack. They're just taking over a prewar lab aren’t they?” He said getting up. “And a dog? Really? It’s a damn animal.”

“They were. I heard gunfire and shouts in another language. Whoever they were, They must have been too weak to win against the Raiders.” I huffed.

“Great, so call it into the locals? I mean, we’re not exactly Militia, nor are we NCR.” He said working his assault rifle. “Not our problem really.”

“I doubt they'd bother. The Brotherhood wouldn't care, as it won't benefit them.” I sigh. “The Enclave is still cowering in the skies, and the Minutemares are still reeling from the recent betrayal.” I snarked.

“Point, and still not our problem.” He chuckled. “We should really just leave them be if this is something they won’t bother with. You're still after the Ali...what's it. Seriously, a fourth pony race? What’s gotten in your head about that myth? Not even before the war, there was a single one.”

“It's no myth,” I said. “There was more, three roughly,” I said as I carefully stood, my tail slack as I held up my rifle. “Most of it is Legend, yes, but all Legends hold a degree of truth,” I said as I rolled my robotic limbs, my arms whirring and clicking as my breasts bounced in my armored bra. I knew it was impractical, but teasing the hell out of my foes did help.

“Yeah, and they start at the beginning of pony civilization. They made them up so they could explain the world. “ He sighed. “Look, we’re just going to argue again if we keep this up.”

“Agreed,” I said as I aimed at a raider and popping his head off. The others glanced around frantically, making me grin ferally as they squirmed… Like they did to me years ago. I shivered, firing another shot into another male raider’s balls, making him squeal like a stuck pig.

“Damn, memories again?” He asked, leaning on the wall.

“However did you guess?” I drily said, popping another in the legs as she screamed.

“Well, from the screams. So we looting these assholes?” He asked, loading his weapons. “Some of them are Diamond Mongrels.” he snarled.

“So were the ones who hurt me. Raiders are not known to be picky about who they recruit.” I said.

“I know, but you know my theory on who launched the Great War. The dogs were always threatening the USE.” He told me.

“Hah. I doubt it. It's easy to blame the ones threatening, but never look at the other side of the story.”

“True, but they did have the Missiles.” He reminded me.

“So did the People’s Republic, and USSR.” I reminded him. “And the USE. Three other places. Besides, it was no secret that the USE were after the resources of Yakistan and Saddle Arabia.”

“True, I coincide. But I still hate those things.” He told me.

“It's fine. I hate them too.” I said, taking out a pistol and cocking it, the words, ‘Never Forget’ etched on the side. It was a Ten-millimeter pistol, an old-world model known as a Zenith, with an ergo grip, barrel attached armor penetration system and a suppressor on the APS.

“So move in?” He asked while looking at my ass.

“Yeah,” I said, swatting him on the nose.

“Heh, you know you're going to give someday.” he chuckled as we started to move.

“Fat chance. I'm more likely to meet and Fuck another cyborg wolf than I am to do you.” I huffed.

“Got it.” He said before he shot down a bunch of Raiders. I huffed before taking out several more as I engaged cloak and split off from my ‘Partner’ to deal with more of them in a more… Discreet manner.

I managed to sneak up on a massive Raider, ramming my blades through his chest, ripping him in two as I quickly started shooting the rest of the Raiders, spraying the room with gore and blood as heads burst.

“Kill these fuck wads!” a Raider snarled before my Partner killed him. Most of the Raiders are starting to slowly retreat, though I showed them little mercy as I Shot and stabbed them in a brutal fashion.

“So boss deep in the base like usual?” He said cocking his gun before pulling out a Fat Man.

“Yes,” I stated coolly as I shot another raider, reloading my pistol as I scanned the area.

“So I take the cliffside and fire this at them while you charge in?” He said as I walked towards the entrance. I nodded, before engaging cloak as I entered the room.

“You have got to be kidding me! First, the dog thing getting past you idiots! And now some random assholes!” I heard a mare snarl. “Get the bots up, I want these assholes dead!”

I quietly hacked one as it went online, grinning when I found it was a Securitron ‘Devastator’ model, which started blasting at the raiders with its Gatling lasers and seeker rockets. I snickered at their screams and panicked gunshots, though the mare was able to avoid the Robot’s Assault along with a certain few, making me suspect she was either the leader or the leader's ‘dragon’.

“Someone use the rockets on that thing!” She yelled out. I smirked as I aimed for the one who was lifting the Rocket Launcher, nailing him in the head before he could fire. I quite enjoyed the stupefied expression on her face and was thankful the Church of Sarif was kind enough to allow my Cybernetic eyes to act as digital cameras, just so I could get the look on her face preserved in my mind.

“Sonnova...we need to get out of here. Is that blasted mirror still intact?!” She asked as a raider shook his head. “Fuck. Okay, Kamikaze then.”

I promptly shot more of them, fighting off a strong fit of the giggles as they fell under my bullets and the Hacked Securitron’s deadly payload. Wonder how long it will take for them to figure out that the rest of the robots weren't hacked?

“Got it!” I heard down the hall as the rest of the bots turned on and aimed at me. “Two freakin days but I got the Security on our side!”

Well, Fuck. I quickly avoided the bullets and lasers from the turrets and protectrons respectively, still under my cloaking field as my Securitron started blasting back at the others, buying me time as I shot more of the raiders and threw an EMP grenade at a far-off Protectron that was standing next to the turret controls. A burst of sparks later and the facility went dark. Oops.

“Shit, Night Vision!” The Mare snarled as the raiders seem to be very prepared. Must have looted a military base before coming here.

I growled as I lobbed another grenade, this one a flashbang, sniggering at the raiders when the Nightvision proved as much their undoing as it was their assistance as most were Unable to avoid the Securitron’s wave of death thanks to being blinded.

“Dammit, What the hell?!” the mare snarled as she rolled and grabbed the Rocket Launcher and destroyed my Securitron. I sneaked up on her, then knocked the rocket launcher out of her hands as I broke her leg, decloaking as I did. “FUCKING BITCH!” She snarled as we started fighting.

I quickly overpowered her, slamming her into her back as I broke her arms. She howled in agony as I snapped her remaining leg. She screamed as a Mini Nuke went off at the entrance. I cocked a brow, carrying my helpless target in a fireman carry as I engaged cloak, sneaking out the back way to investigate.

“AHAHAHAH! Come on fuckers!” My Zebra companion yelled as he killed the escaping Raiders. I chuckled as I decloaked, walking up to him.

“Nice job. Hey, got a surprise for you.” I said, dropping the raider at his feet. “Wanna break her in?”

“Okay, no. Just shoot her. I might be a horn dog for your ass, but I don’t rape people, even raiders.” He chuckled.

“Fine. I'll be keeping her as a pet then.” I said as she snarled at me.

“Really? Well up to you. So move on?” He asked.

“Yeah. Can't really salvage anything from here. Bitch mentioned a Mirror, though. She may know more.” I said, cracking my knuckles at the now nervous raider.

“My guys broke them.” She cried.

“Don't care. And I only mentioned one. You know where there's more.” I said, the raider looking like she was about to cry at the slip-up. “Tell me.”

“I...I...Some Freak in the Commonwealth in the north. He kept buying these shitty white mirrors!” She cried in panic.

“Thank you, my pet.” I grinned as I slapped a collar on her neck. “Now heel,” I said, chuckling at the bitter irony.

“How can I do that?!” She huffed as she looked at her limbs.

“I don't care. Your kin did that to me while I was a cub when they broke all four of my limbs. You think these are for show!?” I snarl, pointing at my robot arms. “You're lucky I'll be carting you in this,” I said, dumping her on a little Red wagon barely Big enough to fit her.

“So we’re really dragging her along to the other side of the continent?” The Zebra asked, stowing his Fatman.

“No, Vermillion. We Are dragging her along in our fancy dune racer.” I said, nodding to the two-seater vehicle.

“Yeah, I know Bimbo,” Vermillion said as he jumped into the driver's seat. “Remember I’m the one that fixed her up.”

“You know my name is Velvet. Call me a Bimbo again and I'll peel your irradiated dick like a Banana.” I told him. “You know full well that was what they called me when they used me.”

“Right, sorry. Old habits.” he sighed.

“Hmph,” I said, attaching the wagon to the back of the buggy, strapping the raider in as I did. “You're lucky I don't know how to drive Jack Shite.”

“I know,” he said as we sped off. “So, I’m always forgetting, what Gender are you?” He asked, and knowing that his brain is quite literally rotting, it was an understandable question. He would have such from time to time. It’s also why he sometimes calls me Bimbo and stares at my ass.

“Female.” I sighed, massaging my Brow. I knew that it was pointless to blame him, and I honestly hoped he wasn't going feral. The few I met on my travels made it hard on me.

“Right.” He said as he got back on the ruined roads. “To get to The Commonwealth, we’ll have to go through Yellowstone. So we’ll have to watch out for Legion and Armored Yui Gua.”

“It's Yao Gui. Good try though.” I told him.

“Right.” He sighed. “Also watch the skies for me. Some Eagles got big around that area.”

“Yeah. I remember what few natives call them. Nevermores. Fitting since they've become so savage.” I huffed as I heard the Raider whine. “Oh shut it. We’ be letting you sit with us when we get there! No point letting you be Nevermore bait.”

“Okay, so want to stop for loot on the way? Or just drive straight through?” He asked.

“Loot. We may also need to resupply while we’re at it.” I told him as the buggy and cart bounced, making the Raider whimper. “We are running low on food and you know how we both eat.” I pointed out. “Hope we find a Fusion recycler too while we’re at it.”

“Yeah, also, how do you feel about picking up a dog?” He asked for the hundredth time. God, he always forgets my answer.

“I don't like them.” I huffed, shuddering at the child I was forced to birth at age ten.

“Right...okay sorry.” He sighed, rubbing his head in worry. I patted his back comfortingly. As much as he annoyed me, he was still the closest thing I had to a father figure. “Would you like to learn to drive this?” He asked out of the blue.

“I would, why?” I asked him.

“We’ll start tomorrow.” He said, dodging my question.

“Okay?” I said, feeling nervous. Why was he saying this? Normally he wouldn't allow me to drive.

We drove in silence for the rest of the day. Vermilion seemed...different, but he was still being his usual jackass self. I couldn’t tell what was up with him. The next day he started teaching me how to use a Stick Shift.

*Craeak!*

“Dammit, girl! Gently! You’re grinding the Gears!” He snarled at me as I tried to shift gears and stay on the road. “Your drifting off the Asphalt!”

I whined in frustration as the Raider snickered at my misfortune from our resting area.

“Don't laugh. You'll be stuck with her Driving next time.” Vermillion snarked at her, making her shut up. “Now, girl you need to work up your speed, then shift once you need to. And gently move the stick, but don’t use too little force as to not move it.”

“O-okay.” I mewled as I carefully did so, swapping gears once I got a certain speed. I whimpered as I barely managed to stay on the track while doing so.

“You’ll get it,” he said, rubbing his head again. “Just need practice girl.” He told as I drove. “Be happy I don’t have to explain the more complex rules of traffic laws and procedures.” He chuckled.

I giggled at that. That was probably one of the few good things the bombs ever did. “Thanks, Vermillion,” I said as I started to feel the drive get easier to do now. I shifted gears again, this time focusing on the track as I mentally reminded myself of the gear stick’s position.

“Good, by the end of the month you should have it.” He said with a content smile.

“Thanks,” I said, hugging the ghoul as I slowly stopped the buggy.

“Oh, don’t get so mushy on me girl,” he said as we got out and looked at the Gas Station I parked at.

“I know.” I chuckled as we both checked the building. “Hmm. There's a lot of Private Funnyman's mini-pancakes here.” I said, picking up a package that had the image of a male creature with a silly looking white and red top hat on it.

“Big sale here back in the day.” He told me. “We should be looking to the back for ammo too. You take the cakes.”

“Okay,” I said, stuffing the Cakes into my pocket space and the bandoliers I wasn't storing ammo in. “Let's go,” I said, heading to the back.

“Got it.” He said following me out with more Medical Aids and Ammo. He also had a few more Funnyman’s Cakes. “You’re driving.” He said, loading the trunk.

“Okay,” I said as I found more Ten Millimeter bullets and an old N99 pistol. Not as good as my Zenith, but good for selling once I clean it up. An old pre-war SMG was on the desk, it's owner holding it in hand, three bullet holes in its skull. I noted the rest of the magazine was emptied into the wall. Guess they were a horrible Shot.

“We need to get moving,” Vermillion told me. I nodded, taking the weapon and ammo as I left the room. “Legion’s getting close, seems they’re running with heavy equipment to deal with the wildlife.”
“Got it.” I said as I scooped up several Gold pieces and a handful of bottlecaps as I left.

“We need to move.” He said as I started driving us, pausing to get my pet Raider.

Codex

Entry 1:

Alicorns. A mythical fourth race of ponies, it is unknown where the legends of the creator race came from but it has held true in the lore of the old world and current date. They were said to have the powers and traits of all three breeds and be of godly potential. None have been recorded to exist to date.[note] Celestia, Luna, Cadence, do not exist as alicorns, though they may be in the story, Faust is an alicorn, but whether she is alive remains to be seen.]

Entry 2:

The People’s Republic were one of the three superpowers of Equus. Known for its high population and Technological advancements, the People were predominantly made up of a race known as cats, ranging from the smallest, the Houzic, to the largest, the Siberian Tiger, they were one of the three main players in the Cold War before it ended in Nuclear Fire.

Entry 3:

The USSR were a major superpower, and was considered one of ‘The Big Three’. Known for its harsh conditions, Strong Alcohol, and even stronger people, they were one of the rivals of the USE for many years, soon joined by the People’s Republic. They were a Communist nation and had differing Ideas to the USE. The Bears had always believed their way of life would prevail over the Ponies. In a twisted sense, it sorta did, being one of the few places to even have a somewhat functional ‘Nation’ compared to the ragtag remains of the People’s Republic and the constant infighting remnants of the USE after the bombs fell.

Entry 4:

TheUSE Had one of the strongest economies in the world stage until the Recourse wars. The Inflations of the Buck resulted in many of the normally affordable products to be unbuyable. Even still, they were one of the big three in the Cold War, even with their economy running downhill, they were able to make advancements in nuclear power, Robotics, personal computers, and even the path of the genetic map were not out of their reach.

Entry 5:

Yakistan and Saddle Arabia were two countries in the middle east, known for high sources of Oil, they were targets of The Wolven Commonwealth when the nations of said Commonwealth used up their resources, this began the Resource Wars.

Entry 6:

The Wolven Commonwealth was a group of nations that banded together under the banner of the Wolves of the Great islands. It consisted Of many races, the best known being the Wolves, the Gryphons, and the Minotaurs. They have had a long history of war amongst themselves but that meant nothing in the face of the Great War.

Entry 7:

The Republic of Diamond was a small nation that was used by The People's Republic for courses, they were a loud nation, and very Nationalistic. They were best known to threaten other countries with war, citing Nuclear Assaults during the Great War. It is believed they launched the first volley but is unclear if it is truly the case.

Entry 8:

The New Canterlot Republic, or NCR, Is one of the new Nations, Post War, they have been expanding east of their west coast roots, reaching the Grand Canyon, cut by the Cold Rush River. There they met the Legions of Volves, a group led by Caesar. The NCR is one of the few nations within the remains of the USE that have made progress after the Great War, creating new vehicles, weapons, and armor. They have a small alliance with the Brotherhood of Steel.

Author's Note

okay, new story. still working on my other, but felt the need to write something else to get some creative juices going, also this is a coble with Oberon of Nightwatch and Inferno.