Fallout Equestria: Future Visions

Fallout Equestria: Future Visions

By: DJ Bron3

Editor: Dr. Hoofs

Chapter 1: Beginning

“Every story has a beginning. This is mine.”

Names. Names are important. My name is Daystorm Jet. My mother’s name was Daystream Jet, who named me after my father who died before I was born. The residents of Stable 27, which was the name of my home, called me the “Overstallion”. It was a name I wore with pride, and also with slight embarrassment. I wanted to be as friendly as possible with the ponies in Stable 27, but being the Overstallion, ponies were always formal with me. Not that I didn’t appreciate the formality, but I just wanted them to treat me like I was a normal pony, like I wasn’t special, like I was just like them. That is why I have ponies call me by my initials, DJ.

It was actually quite fitting to have initials like “DJ”, because my stable was all about music. Stable 27 was always playing music through the speakers, and when it wasn’t, I would be at my DJ Studio in the atrium, which had sound-proof walls to make sure ponies were still able to sleep, that is, when they weren’t on the giant dancefloor in the atrium, or eating in the cafeteria. The stable had everything a pony could ask for. Music, technology, pools, tennis courts, books, oh sweet Celestia the books. Everything was perfect. Until the day I left.

The day I left the stable started out just like any other day. I got up from my bed in the Overstallion’s private quarters, my head still throbbing from when I had fallen out of it earlier. I showered, brushed my teeth, and looked in the mirror. Goddesses, was my mane really that messed up? My normal blue and black DJ style mane was completely frizzled, and it looked like I had just escaped from an insane asylum. Was my bed mane that bad?

I spent half an hour brushing my mane to get it straight again. I always liked how the black of my mane was the stark contrast of my white hide, with my vinyl record cutie mark easy to see on the blank canvas.

I put on my red-tinted Dj glasses and checked my pip-buck for the time. Funny, with or without an alarm clock, I always seem to wake up at the same time, but after a lifetime in the stable, you get used to waking up at the same time every day. I prefered to wake up on my own because I found the constant ringing of an alarm clock rather annoying.

I walked out of my room and reached the stairs that led down to the atrium. Being a pegasus, I spread my wings ever so slightly so I glided down the stairs to the atrium.

The atrium was, as usual, not silent. But it wasn’t blasting music loud either. Soft music played through the speakers while Treble Clef was practicing her violin in tune with the music. I stood in the doorway listening to her for a while before she saw me and stopped playing. “Aw, done so soon?” I asked as she blushed, “Hello Overstallion, you look great, as usual.” Now it was my turn to blush. “Really, you don’t have to call me that, just call me DJ.” She blushed even more. “Well, ok DJ, have a nice day.” She said before she trotted past me with haste.

A lot of ponies were nervous around me because I was in charge of the whole stable. As if I would punish somepony for doing something wrong. I really hated that. Couldn’t they just talk to me like I wasn’t special? Because I wasn’t that important. Just the leader of an entire stable. Same as my mother, and her mother before her. The setup of Overmare or Overstallion lineage in 27 was usually through birthright. If your father was Overstallion, so were you after he died. If you ended up not having any children, then the stable would have a vote on who would become the new Overmare or Overstallion. After my brief chat with Treble Clef, I went to the observation room. The one room in the entire stable that I liked the least.

The room wasn’t big, about the size of the Overstallion’s office. It had five desks with a terminal on each one. In the center of the room, there was what looked like a submarine scope from the books in the stable’s library. It was one of the restricted rooms, which meant only I could enter it, with the exception of the security ponies.

I looked through the scope and saw the world above, the Equestrian Wasteland.

The terminals showed constantly changing images of settlements and where they were located. I saw Hoofington, Old and New Appaloosa, and Tenpony Tower. I backed away from the scope and noted their locations on the map on the central table, and noticed that, somehow, my pip-buck had the same on it’s map. I wondered how it did that, seeing as I never knew how to add the locations myself. I made a mental note to find out.

As I left the observation room, I saw Turnables working on the turntables in the center of the atrium. Maybe he would know, as he was good with technology. His cutie mark was a Dj booth after all. In Stable 27, ponies who showed extreme excellence in something were assigned to a job related to what they excelled at. Turnables for example, showed promise in technology, and so he was assigned to maintenance.

“Hey Turnables, I hope those work properly for tonight’s birthday party.” He gave his response with a smile instead of a blush. “Don’t worry, they’re all set. After all, I do check them everyday.” Then I remembered my mental note.

“Hey Turnables, do you know how my pip-buck update it’s map on it’s own?” He looked at me curiously, “Hmm, I don’t know. But maybe you should ask Candy, the pip-buck technician.” Of course! If anypony would know more about pip-bucks than anypony else, it would be Candy. The master of pip-bucks. “Oh yeah! Thanks Turnables! Gotta run! See ya!” I said in a rush.

Candy greeted me excitedly as soon as I walked through the door of the pip-buck technician stall. “DJ! How are you? It’s always great to see you!” Did I mention that Candy was my closest friend, and the first pony who started calling me ‘DJ’? Candy was a unicorn. She had a pale pink hide and a mane color of two different shades of light green.

“Nice to see you too Candy, and I’m great, thanks.” The pink mare’s smile got even wider. “So, what brings you down here today? Pip-buck uncomfortable? You need new padding! Not working properly? I can fix it!” Her light green mane was shaking with excitement, probably from one too many energy drinks, or seeing me, or both. If it was the former, I shouldn’t have been surprised. If it was the latter, I still wouldn’t be surprised, as I was voted the most handsome stallion in the stable, though it could have been because I was the Overstallion, or because I really was that handsome, but I didn’t boast about it. Candy and I had been friends since kindergarten, when I was just a colt, and she a filly.

“Actually, I’m here to talk to you.” Her eyes widened at that, “Oh My Gosh really?! Well that’s amazing! What is it?!” She was getting closer to me. “Do you know how my pip-buck automatically updates it’s map?”

She backed away, and looked stunned at my question. “Hmm, I never thought about it, maybe some kind of location magic?” I considered that, and then had a second thought. The stable’s library had a book on almost everything you could think of. No doubt there was a pip-buck owner’s manual “Maybe there’s something I can find in the library. After all, you can find just about anything there. Bye Candy.” and with that, I headed for the library. I looked back at Candy, who was waving back at me. She had her signature smile back, goddesses how I loved that smile. It made her look cute.

The library was as big as the atrium. But instead of a DJ booth and dancefloor, it had rows of shelves of books. There were books on carts, books on desks, books lining the walls, even the wallpaper that covered the usual, dull gray walls of the stable had books on it. The entire room was dedicated to books.

As I looked through the shelves, I saw many different types of books. Fiction, non-fiction, biographies…...a copy of playpony…...AHA! A pip-buck owner’s manual.

I sat down at a desk and started reading. I learned quite a lot about the pip-buck. Apparently,it had had something called an “Eyes Forward Sparkle”, or E.F.S. and a “Stable-Tec Arcane Targeting Spell,” or S.A.T.S. Both apparently, were arcane spells that anypony could use, not just unicorns. But nothing on the map.

I closed the manual and chose a dusty book about Equestria before the stables. There were pictures about green fields, blue sky, and a bright yellow sun. Then another book about the war that happened 200 years ago that destroyed the world.

That brought a new question to mind. I had seen what the world above was like now, and what it had looked like before the megaspells fell. But now I was curious. How could Equestria go from what I’ve seen in the books to what I’ve seen above ground?

I knew that Equestria wasn’t always a place full of raiders, hellhounds, and alicorns that just knew weren’t normal. I had read that before and during the war, there were only three alicorns. The three princesses, Celestia, Luna, and Cadence. What had happened that made Equestria a landscape dominated by hate, death, and murder?

Now I had a personal mission. To find out what had happened to make Equestria the way it was now. The only way to do that, regretfully, was to leave Stable 27.

I didn’t like it, in fact, I hated it. I hated the thought of leaving the stable, I hated myself for thinking of leaving the stable, and I hated, most of all, that had to do it alone. If too many ponies left the stable, it would fall apart, or worse, I could get ponies killed.

Apart from the security ponies, I was the only one who knew about the outside world, and I didn’t want to get anypony killed who didn’t deserve it. Nopony else knew about the horrors of the wasteland.

I was in my office for the last time. Or at least, would be for a really long time. I needed to let everypony in the stable to know that I would be gone, so I activated the loudspeaker, my voice echoing through every hall of Stable 27. “Attentain Stable 27, this is the Overstallion. I regret to inform you that I must leave the stable for a while. Do not panic. I hereby leave the head of security in charge during my leave of absence until I return. Do NOT attempt to follow me, as I must go alone. I repeat, do not panic.”

As I ended my speech, I could only imagine the other residents’ reactions. The Overstallion leaving the stable? What would happen? Where would he go? What would he do? What would happen to the Stable? Those very questions, I was asking myself at that very moment, but sadly had no answers to. I knew that Subwoofer, the head of security, was more than capable of running the stable while I was gone.

The best area to go to that was inhabited, according to my pip-buck map, and from seeing it in the observation room, was Tenpony Tower, so I guessed I would head there first, although it would be a bit of a walk.

I checked my pip-buck’s inventory. I had taken some purified water, a security baton for defense, some sugar apple bombs, some healing potions in case the worst came to the worst, and my headphones, hey, just because I was heading out into an apocalyptic wasteland, didn’t mean I had to do it without music.

I stared at the massive door at the entrance to Stable 27. It was shaped like a gear, and had a bright yellow “27” in the center of it. It might have been seconds, but it felt like years. Staring at the door, I heard a voice call out my name. “DJ! Don’t go!” and my eyes shot wide. I recognised the voice, a voice I new all to well. It was Candy’s voice.

“Candy?! What are you doing here?!” I asked with a combination of anger and concern. I turned around, and I saw her. My best friend. The mare was frantic, her mane was frizzled, like she had just gotten out of bed, and with the time frames of the stable, she might as well have.

“DJ please don’t do this. You don’t have to.” Yes I did. As bad as anypony thought it was, even myself, I needed to do this, or I would drive myself crazy thinking of the possibilities of what really happened. “I’m sorry Candy. I really am. But I have to do this, and alone, so please go back to-” “NO!” She yelled, cutting me off. “I won’t let you do this. If there’s no changing your mind on going, then there’s no changing my mind on coming with you.” WHAT?! HAD SHE LOST HER MIND?! “Are you crazy?! It’s dangerous out there, and that’s why I have to go alone. For the safety of the stable.”

“But what about your safety?” she shot back. Damn, she was persistent. “Look, I appreciate your concern, but I have to do this alone.” Then I thought about being alone in the wasteland versus being with my best friend. I closed my eyes in defeat. “Fine” Her expression changed from anger to confusion. “What?”

I opened my eyes and managed a smile. “You can come with me” She just looked more confused. “But what about going alone?” I was actually surprised myself. “The reason I wanted to go alone was because I wanted to protect the ponies of the stable. If I got hurt in the wasteland, at least I would know that all of you were safe. Especially you Candy.”

At least she looked prepared. She was floating a baton in front of her with her magic. She also had two saddle bags filled the Celesia-knows-what. It was as if she knew I would eventually say yes. But she couldn’t see the future, could she? Was there a spell that allowed her to do that? Not as far as I knew. And as far as I knew, she didn’t know one.

“Thank you DJ. I know we mean a lot to you, and you mean a lot to us, after all, you are the Overstallion” That last part she said with a smile. The sight of my cheeks turning red made her smile. There was something about her that always made me blush when I was around her. Usually because she had said something that made me embarrassed, which she seemed to know how to do very well.

“Alright. Let’s do this Candy, and please stay close to me. I don’t want anything to happen to you.” Her smile faded, but she nodded. I cared for her more than anypony else in the stable. I pulled the lever.

Suddenly, a large robotic arm lowered to slide the door out of the way. The door to Stable 27 rolled out of the way, and the two of us stepped out. Into a black void.

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