Fallout Equestria

Blue of Scales
By TDR

Chapter one
In which the tale begins.

“You should not have done that, Twilight Sparkle. The truth of some things, you should not seek to learn.”

I don't remember when the mega spells were cast. I'm not 'that' old after all.

I'm actually rather glad for it in truth. Not that the spells were cast mind you, I'm not that fucked up yet, but that they were cast before I was around to see what the world was like before they fell.

The elders used to talk about it all the time. How ponies lived and thrived in the sun, and played and slept in the beautiful night with two Princess watching over them. They talked of the food and the friends and the goings on with looks in their eyes as if the place had been a perfect paradise.

If it was so perfect, why did it get blown to shit?

No one ever liked that question.

I was told had I lived there, I would understand.

Telling the young such things was pointless. We were never going to see that paradise, at best we were going to see the aftermath of what our elders did to the world all because of some stupid war that had no business happening.

I was born in a Stable.

Stable 76.

Located in the north western part of Equestria among the mountains and hills that marked the beginnings of the border with the frozen north. It was one of the few places in Equestria to have it's own coal fields and during The Great War it became filled with mines as the war effort went full swing.

Stable 76 was under full control of the Ministry of Arcane Sciences, much of the region was in fact . It was rumored that Twilight Sparkle herself was to be the first Over-mare of this Stable if the unthinkable happened.

Well it did, and she never bothered to show up for some reason.

The most likely cause was she was directly targeted by a mega spell. Given all that that mare was said to have done in her life if I were on the other side I'd target her first too.

The first overseer was a pony named Moon Dancer. She was to have been the second in command of the place, but she wasn't young when everything went to shit and despite a long life underground. She eventually passed on. Her successor was the first overseer I met, Sandy Shoal. She was there when I hatched.

Yes, hatched.

I suppose I should explain this a bit better while I'm reminiscing. Let's step back a bit for those following at home.

The Great War was fought between the largest Zebra nation, Ihavenoballsestan, and Equestria over resources. Equestria had Magic Gems, Zebra-la, or what ever it was called then, had coal. Now in our modern society..... our modern Tartarus damned latrine I mean, one would think that the easy way to fix this was to trade. You have what I want, I have what you want. Boom! There's a deal. But no. Ponies and Zebra's had to shove their own heads so far up their ass that killing each other was the best way to do it. No wonder so many of the four legged shits turn to raiding. It's just them going back to what they know without the fragile rule of a goddess over them.

Okay now I'm forcing opinion into this and not facts... backing up again.

Equestria had just started into an age of industrial revolution utilizing the coal to power some of the basic machines which in turn created better machines and so and so on. I really don't understand any of it , arcane sciences are not my thing. There were plenty of other power sources, but around here all any one cared about was how important coal was. Nearly every one in the Stable used to be a coal miner or some one experimenting with coal or some of the other minerals found in the mines here.

Any way before I get too far off tangent, Twilight Sparkle wanted this vault to follow the values and teachings of the school where she herself was trained.

Princess Celestia's School of Gifted Unicorns.

Most of the Stable was unicorns, the few earth ponies and pegasi around seemed to have been those who managed to get into the stable as the mega spells fell.

All of the foals that were born or brought in were trained the way Twilight had been. And as a result this vault had a stockpile of something that no other vault did.

Dragon Eggs.

I was hatched from one of those.

Obviously.

My partner was a dark blue colored unicorn filly named Iceberry Lily.

She was the first and only unicorn to hatch an egg in her generation. There were only three hatched in the time frame the Stable was given.

Fifty years after the door was shut, it would open again and the brilliant minds of Twilight Sparkle's personal stable would go out and rebuild the world.

Fifty years was the calculated time most thought it would take for a new generation to be grown and trained enough to start the process of rebuilding Equestria.

Fifty years was enough time for all the ponies who had come into the Stable when the spells fell to die off, or be too old to go out on their own, thus leaving behind any prejudices and hatred they might have had happened.

A gross oversight, was that the idea that a mostly unicorn Stable wouldn't develop new prejudices or wouldn't inherit the older ones from their parents. Then again if Twilight Sparkle had been Over-mare, perhaps it would have worked. If Moon Dancer hadn't died due to complications of old age and an allergy she didn't have on any record for almonds, perhaps things might have worked.

Yeah I didn't buy that explanation either.

Over-mare Sandy Shoal was dead set on having unicorns trained. And ONLY unicorns. She planed the curriculum to focus soly on magical studies. Construction, survival, combat, all through magic.

This meant that the hatchlings like myself wound up being little more than curiosities, or assistants to the ones we were bonded with.

Berry treated me like a younger brother.

Wisp was treated like a pet.

And Gale was treated like a toy.

But at least we would be paired with some pony who could cast spells so we might survive when it was time to leave.

The few Earth Pony and Pegasus foals that grew up there on the other hoof. Well they were pretty much put to work on menial tasks the moment they were old enough to anything, otherwise they largely ignored at best by the teachers or used as examples as what not to do at worst.

Given how short of a time there was before the door opened, the seven non unicorns were written off as acceptable losses.

None of the teachers even considered what would happen if one couldn't cast spells. The over mare didn't want them too, Sandy Shoal was from a tribalist noble family before the bombs fell ,convinced of unicorn superiority.

I grew up with this and so I thought it was normal, thought the winged and hornless ponies were deformed somehow. Iceberry disagreed, but she didn't try to stop any pony from treating the others like shit. She was too focused on learning everything she could to notice anything else around her.

Top of her class in everything, loved by every one, every teacher's pet, and had the ear of the over mare.

If she was the sort who was in charge in the elders paradise I could see it being as wonderful as they said.

Of course to make a long flash back short this is probably why she had to die. The whole vault evidently had to.

Five days before the door opened ponies started getting sick. Three days until and the first of the elders started to die one after another. By the eve of the last day they had isolated the issue to contaminated water supply, but it was too late.

By that point every one was infected, every one sick. I was there when Iceberry died, to weak to do anything. I watched her wither away to nothing in days before she finally died in her sleep. I watched the stable door open. And I watched seven young ponies who had been discarded and mistreated step out into the wasteland along with two dragons, one who thought he was a pet dog and the other who had been treated much as the ponies had, the group leaving behind a tomb they created.

Well the tomb and me.

I was still sick as shit, but turns out dragons are pretty hearty, and after revisiting everything I ate for another three days after the door opened. I finally managed to make my way to it and out into the waste, closing the door behind me and leaving the vault to be every ponies sarcophagus.

Still recovering from being poisoned, I set claw into the wasteland.

Oh right.

My name is Azure.

And this... well... this is the beginning.

[ Level 2 reached ]

Perk card gained.
Endurance increased.

Lead Belly; 30% less radiation or 5% less taint from unfiltered or prepared food and drink.

Author's Note

After a bit of fiddling i decided to base this loosely off Fallout 76. the location was taken off the fallout Equestria wiki