CHAPTER ONE: Ain't that a kick in the head!!!

I don't see the promise of a lay-in, all your doing is delaying the inevitable, lying there a bit longer, simply because you can.
You should be getting up quicker so you can get more done, and have less to do tomorrow, not pass it up today. It is slightly ironic then, that it was 6pm when I woke up. My eyes slowly dragged themselves out of their eyelids, and I saw where I was.
The ceiling was made of scrap metal, peals of rust stretching across it like zebra stripes, the floor was cracked stone with blood splatter and viscera on the floor, mostly surrounding me. My tired mind couldn't be bothered to address this, and turned instead to look on the bed which I lay. My concern grew rapidly when I saw that it was a blood covered blue operating table, and my coat was crisscrossed with sutures, stitches and bloody stains. My first instinct was to shoot up but when I lifted myself up, all of my wounds ached and screamed at me, telling me to lay back down, I winced slightly but still held myself upright on the table breathing calmly.

It was then that a securitron with bloody claws rolled into the room, a cartoon wolf smiling on its screen.

"Brilliant you're awake, I was wondering when you were finally come back from the grip of Princess Lunas dreams, or if you would at all."
It said, pleased as it rubbed it claws together, like someone who just had something go really really right for them. It was at this point I launched at him holding him against the wall. My bubbling anger coming to a head.

"What did you do to me!" I screamed at him, noticing that my voice now sounded more digitized than the robots' that I was pinning.

"I saved your life that's what I did, you had been shot around, seventy-six times it's a miracle that your even alive! I did sadly have to remove a lot of tissue and bones and some organs that didn't make it, but at least you alive, and your face looks fine like that." He replied sardonically, changing tones at the end to consoling.

"What's wrong with my face?" I asked harshly, hearing again the digitized ring of my voice accentuated by my dark tone.

It was at this point the robot went silent for a moment and then fearfully said "nothing...nothing at all." In a weak voice, his screen displaying a sheepish looking version of the wolf. I stared at him deeply, somehow making the metal thing wince under my harsh gaze.

"Mirror, where?" I asked simply yet the robot looked like I had just put a pistol on his screen, pressing him against the wall slightly harder with my foreleg.

"T-the room b-b-behind you with the red door." He replied stuttering slightly pointing with a spare claw. I let him flop down to the floor where he sat again on his tire, I walked to the red door and swung it open and walked to the mirror then froze.
The side of my face was all metal; a lens covered orb to replace my eye that glowed red along with a light inside my jaw, the bottom half of my jaw was all metal with sharp-blade like teeth going along it , and most of the top part of my jaw was metal as well stopping just before my right nostril adored with silver sharp teeth. The remaining flesh part of my jaw had no organic teeth left all pulled and replaced with the same silver stalactites as the rest of my upper jaw, my left ear was a cream coloured plastic over some sort of flexible gel with thin metal rings making the solid shape. The side of my head was solid plate metal with small slots going in and a hum coming silently from it, connected most likely to my brain.

On my throat was a particularly large scar, roaming across where my vocal cords would be, 'explains the digitized voice' I thought bitterly. My wings remained intact thankfully, but I could barely face my own reflection now, it was so different from what I knew it was like looking at someone else, granted I was the most attractive mare out their with hair like a blue flame, pushed into a tall buzzcut, and a white coat with cream-ish coloured socks, but it was my bloody face!

I snapped myself out of my reverie quickly, and returned to reality, I was a soldier, grated not really anymore but still, I was a fighter, not a beauty pageant contender! I walked back to the securitron keeping a straight face, which if anything made the robot even more twitchy his drawn face flickering to a sweating caricature.

"So," I asked calmly, "Is this what I look like now or do you have something left to add?" I asked a slight smile tickling the corners of my mouth, most likely a terrifying sight with all the metal. At this the robot jerked and piped up,

"Oh, I've got something for that, I found this old bracelet that acted as a synthetic imitation of Changeling transformation. I modified it so it would cover up your face and mask your voice." He, is it right to call it a he?, said pleased with his work. I regarded him and the device with, what I hoped at least, was a look of skepticism. The bracelet itself was cream with thick black stripes surrounded by thin green stripes it had a green glowing crystal set in the center, it was as about 11cm in length and a centimeter thick. I clicked it on my left fetlock just above my hoof.

"So, how do I turn it on?" I asked curiously as I stared at the odd device moving my hoof around, subconsciously noticing the whirring of hydraulics as I moved my foreleg, grimacing slightly at it.

"Oh, you just click down the green crystal when it doesn't glow it works, cause the spell is being used on you see." He explained quickly pointing to the crystal with a metallic claw his face looking happy.

"Ok." I replied and pressed down on the crystal, till it gave a satisfying click and stopped glowing and I heard a rush of magic like a gust of wind had quickly blown over me.

"So, did it work?" I replied calmly, I didn't mind if it didn't at this point, but it would be nice if it did.

"See for yourself," he replied cheerily as he handed me a silver hand mirror. I took it in my wing and looked at my face, it was now as it was before. Both electric blue eyes looked back at me, surrounded in a sea of white fur. A two toned electric and navy blue mane swept back from them, wrapping my ear which had had returned to its' pure white coat and my teeth appeared to be back to normal my scars were now gone. I looked like I had not been injured in the slightest.

"Successful, I believe." Replied the securitron "But I do think that you looked cooler just with the robotic enhancements." He added quickly. I stuck my tongue out at him with idle irritation but noticed that that was robotic as well, with metal plates flexing over wires, I could still taste though.

"Why is my tongue, robotic?" I asked sardonically, irritation cutting my question. The securitron looked at me for a second then replied with,

"Oh when I found you your tongue was already torn off, and I didn't think you would want a living transplant. Who knows where its' been out here: so I just gave you a synthetic one, I connected it up to your nerves so it could still taste mind you. Oh and I couldn't get the spell to cover it well, for that its a bit finicky, something with the metal sensors messes with it sometimes." He replied casually as he moved into the room he had came from, I followed him in and then stood in the center of the room with the him.

"How much of me did you actually replace?" I asked curiously as I watched him ,he picked up a sparkle cola and passed it to me. He thought about it for a second, his face looking considering, flickering about rapidly before settling down, and then started.

"Well your face and jaw for one, along with your left eye, left ear, parts of your brain that got damaged I replaced with a storage device, your vocal cords, all of your legs, your left shoulder and right hip, various ribs, right kidney, gall bladder, heart, several vertebrae, and right lung their were some other things that I fixed but those are the main ones." He replied casually, I sat down hard on a blue and yellow overstuffed chair, slowly processing this new information, literary most likely considering what I had just been told. But my robotic surgeon quickly moved the conversation along.

"Well, this has been fun but, I must ask what is your name, I know I haven't given mine so I will now, call me Digit, what do I call you?" He asked kindly, I was glad that I knew his name it's much easier to refer to him them, though the irony of the name was not lost on me.

"Pilot Light, but most people used to call me Pilot." I replied automatically my brain still trying to catch up with all the new information. The robot appeared to nod then he said,

"Well might as well give you your stuff back," And he went over to a decently sized safe set into the wall and pulled out a suit of barding and a pistol that sat on top of it.

"Thanks, I forgot about that in all of the craziness," I replied casually as I took the pistol in my wing grip, staring at it for a moment, then responded.

"This isn't mine." I said quickly as I continued to look at it. Digit looked round at that then said matter-o-factly

"That was all that was on you when I found you, though I guess it would explain how so-many of the bullets I found in you were the same type it used. Well anyway, it's all you've got now there are some boxes of .45 in the table in front of you, I repaired your barding as well. I'll let you get dressed." He walked into a third room and left me to get dressed.

I looked at the pistol again and studied it closer, the handle was ivory with a painting or a sail ship on the waves, the slide of the gun was decorated with engravings to resemble the sea, and on the sides was written 'Sail together against the storm, face it with bravado and pride'. I took the ammunition form the table and began loading the pistol, feeding rounds into the magazine with a wing, it took eleven rounds and one in the camber.

I pulled on my barding and placed the pistol in my holster, after fiddling with it so it would hold the pistol, not my laser pistol. I had long ditched my Enclave barding, it wasn't a good idea to advertise yourself as something that people hate, and wore a SWAT vest from the 'New Marexico City Police Dept.' with armoured and trousers and white shirt with guards on my fore and hind legs, my rifle had been taken as well apparently. Fixing everything in its' proper place one last time, I walked into the the room Digit went into. I saw that he had a large sack on his back and had a sub machine gun protruding from his claw that he was checking over, the metal claws having folded backwards onto the gauntlet like thing his hand acted as.

"What are you doing?" I asked curiously. He turned so his screen faced me the vertical hold shifting the screen for half a second.

"I'm going to Goodwater, a town near here, if you didn't know, I was going to bring you with me. Up to it?" He asked kindly. Great, ponies I thought, but I couldn't really refuse, he had brought me back from the brink of death, and those robotics and the bracelet could NOT be cheap. I owed him. So I stowed away my objections and responded.

"Sure, why not, you helped me after all."

We left after that, I was glad I still had my canteen, the Enclave symbol covered by a wrapped cloth as not to raise suspicion. It was scorching out in the Dusts, as it so often was, wind picking up the wisps of sand that were not permanently stuck to the ground like concrete, you would occasionally find old water pumps still pulling up water from the ground, their steel blades rusted and bent, often missing blades but still turning 240 years after they were first placed, during the first proper settlements of this region. History was drilled into us at school.

You would occasionally find some creatures to give you trouble, like Radscorpians, or mutated geckos, the most dangerous one you could commonly run into were the sun burned ghouls, red raw and blackened. It was a peaceful place, fucking near impossible to live in, but peaceful all things considered, death and disaster were more scheduled, though more aggressive that other places. I filled up my canteen up at the fifth windmill we passed, near a ruined frame house, where I snagged a few .45 rounds and some 20g shotgun shells, double-aught buckshot, Digit refilled up his cooling system, must be in overdrive right now I thought.

It became dark soon, and with the darkness came the cold, I didn't mind the cold, after spending hours in searing 38 degree heat, cool was good but when it suddenly dropped to negative 18 it makes it a bit annoying, I had lost my sleeping bag when I had got shot, someone had looted it from me obviously, which was to be expected out here, this is still the wastes after all. Thankfully we were still not that interesting to the ponies up North for them to come down here and 'sort things out' for everyone, by dumping loads of people out of their homes and making them pay tax to live in smaller ones. I put up a tent that Digit had packed and crawled into it, switching off the spell so there was no risk of it breaking over night, as Digit had advised me to do. Digit had volunteered to do watch duty for tonight, as he didn't need sleep, and the night air would help cool his circuitry.

We continued to the town and eventually found a sun bleached road to wander down, it was easier to follow to the town that the bare sand but, dammit it felt like it was twice as hot. We had occasionally struck up conversation but had remained mostly quiet, it was too hot most of the time to talk, and today was even hotter that usual, 48 degrees at the moment Digit told me, and it wasn't even midday!

"It's too FUCKING HOT!" I moaned arching my head to the sky, thankful for the bracelet, I did not want to know how well my face conducted heat. My sweaty mane flopped down on my forehead and draped over my eyes, I swept it away with a wing and kept on trotting next to Digit. He turned to me and looked down at me curiously.

"Why are you wearing black then, if your so hot just take your armour off." He replied confounded. I looked at him like he had just spat at me.

"And risk being shot at, or being eaten by some beast, no thanks, sides, it would just give me more to carry." I replied with a bit of bite then calmed and said.

"Sorry heats getting to me I'm going to fly up and check how much further we have left to go." I launched into the air after I said it before he had a chance to reply and flew ahead quickly. There was still no sign of it, but then I noticed a blur in the distance West of us, in the direction we were going.

I flew down quickly to Digit to tell him, but then I saw their were some people around him guns aimed straight at him, wearing bleached metal armour dried blood and spikes adorning them. I silently drew my pistol and aimed at the closest ones head and squeezed of a shot, feeling the recoil in my teeth as I gripped it, the pistol made a sound like none I had ever heard, unique, the round ripped though the stallions head spraying the rest with the blood and brains of their ally and splashing some on Digits screen, they all then turned and began looking around for me I fired two more shots and blew out two heads a pair of blue coated raiders mares, before one of them finally looked up and called me out to his remaining party.

Unfortunately for him, they had all ignored Digit and he lifted up his arm and popped out his SMG and started peppering the remaining five raiders with 10mm rounds, killing the one that looked up quickly and wounding two of the rest, leaving them heaving on the road squirming in pain. I fired three more shots as I darted about in the air and dropped a lime-green unicorn mare that held a shotgun in her sickly green magic who was trying to shoot me down like a clay pigeon, she couldn't lead, the shot gun falling dully to the sandy ground as her magic petered out. I descended to the ground to clear up the rest of them and a large red earth pony stallion charged at me, I dodged out of his way before he swung down a saw at me, the heavy tool clanging loudly into the tarmac as he couldn't stop it. I fired four shots into his side quickly making him fall down his teeth getting pulled out by the saw's grip as he fell. Digit killed a yellow stallion that had been wounded earlier, and that left us with the white and purple stallion that he also shot.

Then I heard him, hooves thumbing on the hot tarmac. He charged at me healed by a healing potion, his bullet wounds knitting as he charged a mad smile on his face, he managed to sock me on the jaw, forcing him to wince as he hit it, a plus to having a steel jaw I suppose, and I returned with a harsher punch to his Adam's apple making him choke for air as he struggled to breathe. I pulled him down to the ground and kicked and punched at his gut and head, gutter fighting, I was good at close combat. But he wasn't going down easy, he grabbed the mares' shotgun in his mouth and fired it at me. It hit my leg on the armour guard, and pinged off in every direction causing a bruise but not wound. He tired to fire again but landed on an empty chamber, dread filling his eyes as pulled my pistol up and fired a round into his shin, making him drop the shot gun and fall to his knees and struggle to lift up his muzzle, which was met with my pistol barrel when he raised it squarely between his eyes, I fired, the round blowing out of the back of his head pulling his brains with it. I breathed heavily for a few minutes and then looked at Digit, he just looked at me impressed, though it was hard to tell consider he didn't have an expressive face.

"Well, that's that, the towns in sight, probably only a few miles left, lets loot these guys, see if we can't sell some stuff." I finished gulping down air and moved to the white and purple stallion.

We got three pipe pistols from the raiders, along with some ammo for them, we also took the mares shotgun and her ammo along with a healing potion she had on her, the shotgun was in poor nic, but still usable. we took the saw from the large stallion and five other healing potions from the rest of them. They had some caps on them that we relieved them of, totaling around 356 altogether, giving me some good funds, as all mine were gone. I reloaded my pistol and placed some rounds in the shotgun, then realizing that I didn't have a battle saddle unloaded it and stowed it away in my pack.

We walked for another few hours only bothered by some bloat sprites that crawled from a ruined house. Until we were about 2 miles from the town.

Then we saw a group of traders going up in a caravan. I suppose their reaction was understandable, after all seeing a Pegasus in full armour and armed with a 6' tall securitron must be unnerving but really, why? Why a fucking flash bang?
-BANG-

"Who are you and what do you want?!" Yelled a voice as a paw was held to my neck and the small of my back, honestly you just defended and blinded me, how in the fuck am I supposed to answer. Thankfully it was at this point that I realized that my left side was not rendered useless by the flash bang, again another annoying plus my robotic side gave me, and I turned to look at the source of the voice. It was a Fennec of course, but one of the bi-pedal ones. Ah at least they aren't a pony.

"I'm here to sell at the bloody town you idiot now g'errof before I make you." I said with a bit too much anger. My quick response surprised him, I guess he expected he would have to repeat himself, but he snapped out of it quickly.

"Then why do you have a bloody securitron with you, there is only one for miles and that's-"

"Uh, Sam," a voice came from the left said cutting him off "its yeah, well it's Digit she was with, he was just too far away for us to see his screen." A copper unicorn mare with a oxidized copper mane looked between us sheepishly. The fennecs' expression changed quickly to blank then to embarrassment he slowly got off me noticing that their was a blade that I easily could have gutted him with and then sheepishly said,

"Well,uh...sorry, there appears to have been a bit of a misunderstanding, no hard feelins'" he weakly spat out wincing under my gaze. I floated up to be eye-level with him and jabbed a hoof in his chest and very quietly told him,

"You are very lucky you are not a pony, otherwise I would have sliced you open like a Radchick!" He looked both terrified and confused at the same time.

Apparently Digit was well known around here and well liked, well I had not met him before two days ago, and I already liked him so their opinions were fully justified. We were walking back to the town with them, when after a little while they started talking to me. Great

"So what's your name miss?" The copper one asked, her name was Oxide, guess her parents had a bit of a head on them.

"Pilot Light, call me Pilot." I said quickly irritated by her question, and her. She sadly did not pick up on my want to be left out of the conversation.

"So what did you do before you met Digit, anything interesting, he won't mention exactly how you met?" Oxide further questioned

"Nothing interesting." I replied flat toned, I didn't like to reflect, I knew what happened and that's all that matters, no-one else need to know.

"Really, I thought the Enclave would be interesting, all that mystery and law and living in a cloud, were you and officer, some sort of General? *Gasp* were you the President?!" She further questioned prodding at me, it was then I rounded on her she wilted under my gaze.

"Nothing Interesting!" I stressed "And who said I was in the Enclave." They looked at me for as second and flicked their necks to their backs, of course, there were not that many other things I could have been I suppose "Just standard special forces." I replied, thinking she would not shut up otherwise. Sadly this roused the attention of Sam and a brown and gold stallion with a Assault Rifle cutiemark.

"Wait, wait, wait! Special Forces! Celestia dammed, you were really fucking serious!" Sam said sweat beading on his brow as he pushed his hair back.

"Hey Pilot, if you were special forces, don't that mean you should be at the Enclave base near Old Neller, not down here?" A Brown stallion questioned. I hated this question, why did ponies have to ask, why did it always have to be their business.

"I quit after the cloud cover went, no reason to stay, just sort of became a Nomad after." I replied exhaustedly.
Thankfully that seemed to satisfy them mostly, but sadly Oxide wanted to ask another question.

"So how did you meet Digit then?" She asked curiously cocking her head at me. Ah so this now, fuckin' brilliant

"He played doctor for me, and I thought I owed him." I replied truthfully enough, I didn't really want to tell them I was a cyborg, might freak them out.

"What happened to you, that would make you need a doctor that badly Miss Special Forces? No offence Digit." Sam said jovially

"None taken." He yelled over.

"Bad bullet wound." I replied simply keeping my eyes forward.

"What did-" Oxide began but I interrupted her with,

"No more questions, I'm going to check how far we are." Before they could protest I shot up and looked around, were were about a mile from Goodwater. A massive water tower, stood proud over everything, the towns namesake I guessed, shack houses and frame houses huddled around it in a ring leaving a open centre, the roofs were painted a Lemon yellow and the higher buildings adorned with solar panes that looked like they were pulled from an old power plant, waste-not-want-not I guess.

I flew back down and hovered just above them all, so they couldn't ask me anything more, though both Oxide and the brown stallion stared up at me and my wings observing my electric blue and navy feathers on my wings as I flew. As I flew above them it occurred to me that I really needed to get some sunglasses, mine had been nicked, and I had only now remembered as the sun levied it's glare at me as I flew. I would see if there was any in the town, couldn't be that hard after all they were made really god dammed well for some reason, how a pair of sunglasses survives a balefire blast and around 200 years of neglect but not a bloody TANK, is beyond me.

We made it to Goodwater half an hour later and I landed beside the rest of them, the brahmin that were pulling the caravans were led to some water troughs left of the main gate by a scrawny yellow stallion with a mop of green streaked hair, soot permanently crusting his mane. The two guards were decked in police uniform, the navy blue jackets were lined with white and a steel star displayed their name and rank.

"Halt, Oxide, who is this?" the one on the left questioned jerking his head towards me. Guess Oxide was reputable. Eh, better than me having to find a way to show I didn't have any ill will to them.No more than traditionally anyway

"Don't worry Cobble, she's a friend, not just mine but Digits as well, sides from what I heard if she wanted to kill us she would have done so already." Oxide said reassuringly more likely giving the opposite effect. The grey speckled stallion look hard at me, trying to sus-out any ulterior-motives, I just kept a blank face and looked boredly back at him.

"A'ight, come on in just don't piss about, too fucking hot to do any police work." He responded bitterly, though I suspected it was because of the heat. He pushed open the steel door which swung in silently,guess they've got a lot of oil, and let us walk in. The streets of Goodwater were unique, they were bordered by sun bleached wood on each side, with diamond grated metal in the center that covered large pipes, tussling over each other underneath underneath, that you could hear the water flowing through.

I followed the rest of them as they weaved through the streets, the days' light slowly began to drag itself down now, midday and the peak of the heat now beginning to pass, the day became more manageable and as we reached the centre of the town, I saw that the vendors set up there were now setting up their stalls, the populace wandering around the towns centre the water tower standing above everything, and emblazoned on its side in faded red text surrounded by and orange ring it proclaimed,
'Goodwater'

"Well, everyone I got some business to attend to now, but I'll see you later, I'd love it if you let me treat you to some food later. Sam, Nut Butter you can mooch about for a bit.
See you all later." Oxide yelled as she walked away. I then looked curiously at Nut.

"Nut Butter? Really, I thought it would be something like, shooter, or bullseye." I questioned slightly confounded. At this Nut sighed and said apathetically,

"Yeah, mum had a craving for nuts when she named be and my dad had the nickname 'butter' so that's my name. But most people just call me 'Gun Nut' which I prefer." He finished, blush ringing his cheeks. I nodded and wandered away from them and found a empty bench to sit at, their was thankfully some non-ponies around here so their were at least some people that I could stand. I suppose this could be worse.

"Yeah, twenty fucking feet it flew, all in gory chunks it was-Hey wait is that...Pilot!"
Somebody fucking KILL me! And properly this time! I turned my head to see the source of the familiar voice, and their he was, the lavender buck dressed all in his Enclave barding, his gold mane still with that speckled pattern a grin splitting clean across his face, Moon Shot.

"It is you! How are you? Never thought I'd see you here you sourpuss." Moon's yelling was drawing eyes, including those of Sam and Digit as well as a few other vendors.

"Your making a scene Moon, keep your voice down." I replied bitterly looking at him from the corners of my eyes. It was at this point a mare that was with him decided to pipe up.

"You can't talk to Moon like that he is a Lieutenant!" She yelled angrily at me, not bothering to hide her affections.

"Woah Fizz, don't worry, when Pilot was in the Enclave she was a Captain, my superior." He put in, it was at this point that Sam's' jaw dropped along with some of the vendors. I didn't want that information spread around, it was something that didn't need to be known as it didn't matter, and yet in the first few moments of seeing me again he practically shouted it to the whole town. Typical. Fucking typical. I got up and started walking away. Moon the tried to call me back.

"Pilot, come back, we can have a chat, catch up. You have mis-" It was then he shut up and stood still, as I levelled a glare at him, it was the same one I had given to the new recruits for the Special forces unit so long ago, including Moon Shot himself, it always scared them stiff. Wilting under my glare he looked back weakly.

"I quit the Enclave. That means I don't want to talk about it, and leave it be." I said darkly "I don't like ponies, you know that, if you want companionship look to a brothel. Or that little one behind you that seems to like the look of you." I spat out at him then left. He stood still for a few seconds then hanged his head and trotted slowly away the mare behind him blushing slightly.

I wandered around for another hour or so, though I couldn't really find a vendor to sell anything to, but Digit had most of my stuff so there really was no point to it. I spotted Digit along with Oxide, Sam and Nut sitting around a metal table, the white paint peeling and replaced with rust. I debated in my head on weather to join them not wanting to have a chat but not opposed to a free meal and water. I approached them and Oxide saw me first.

"Pilot, you came, have a nice time?" She questioned. I regarded her flatly and sat down and said boredly,

"Eh, wasn't complete shit, got left mostly well-alone." I levelled my gaze at each of them, Sam and Nut looked nervous and were avoiding my gaze looking everywhere but at me, Digit was staring at a order form.

"So about your little, *ahem* outburst earlier, you said that you don't like ponies, was that an exaggeration or..." She left the sentence open wishing me to answer.

"It wasn't." I replied quickly her face fell slightly but then restored to a degree.

"Well anyway, I wanted to as if you have anywhere to stay tonight?" She asked curiously concern in her voice.

"No." I replied already sensing where she was taking this, and getting agitated to match it.

"Oh well then I can get you a-" I cut her off.

"You don't understand. I don't want you to give me a spare bed, or place on your sofa or anything. Don't give me anything I'm going to sleep outside, I don't want your charity." I said flatly. I turned to Digit and asked
"Could I have my stuff, I can carry the rest." I said calmly, he handed my the rest of my stuff, I strapped it on my back and started walking back to the gate, but Oxide rushed out of her chair and stood in front of me.

"I wasn't going to offer that, I was going to give you a house." She pleaded with me worry present in her copper eyes.

"How exactly can you do that, I get that your reputable here but that I doubt that you can get me a house with just that." I replied critically

"I'm the Mayor, you twit, I literally can just give you a house." She replied anger now getting to her.

"That still doesn't change the fact that I don't want your charity, give it to someone who needs it and or wants it, cuz I don't tick either box." I replied backhandedly. I then flew above her and whizzed down a street and went straight to the door, I heard the three of them run after me as I got to the door, it was opened for me by a green coated guard, I was five meters away from the door when the three of them burst through

"Wait, please." Oxide yelled. "I know you don't want it but why, it's a free home, stability, water, food. Friends." She pleaded
I stood silently and said casually,

"Last time I had that was before the cloud cover was taken away. You all know what happened with that, I much prefer the nomadic lifestyle. There's less to loose and fewer annoying ponies you have to deal with." I sprang into the air and flew away from them leaving then standing on the ground.

I landed a mile away from the town and set up my tent, I'd have to go back and sell some of my stuff, but then I could get back to wandering. I switched off the spell the crystal's glow returning once again.

"Well today was not the best, wish I didn't have to deal with other ponies so much, and why did it have to be fucking Moon Shot! If it was Arch he would have known that I didn't want something like that known. The fucking idiot, now everyone knows that, going to make selling this stuff harder." My digitized voice rang out over the Dusts as I expressed my frustrations.

"I fucking hate ponies." I mumbled under my breath as I crawled into my tent.

I woke up at three am and packed up the tent and started flying to the Gate of Goodwater. The guards saw me and quickly opened the gate for me, I nodded to him and walked in I quickly migrated to the centre of the town and searched for a vendor, I spotted a dragon sitting at a wooden counter under a yellow sign that had 'weapons-ammo, medicine, food, junk' written in black paint, his stall was empty and it seemed people tried to avoid it. I walked over calmly and tapped on the counter, rising the dragon from his stupor, he was scarlet red with golden spines traced with orange styled like a perm. His underbelly was a pinkish colour and his snout was speckled with light red like freckles.

"Huh,oh... let me guess you want directions, well sorry not today." He finished bored and slightly irritated.

"No I came to sell some stuff and buy." I replied flatly. I looked at him dead on, and then he seemed to perk up.

"Wait, your actually going to buy from me not just ask directions and avoid me?" He asked incredulously.

"Yes, why do you need to ask. Anyway I wanted to sell these." I said as I pulled out the three pipe pistols and the shotgun.
He looked over each weapon in turn and turned to me.

"I'll give you 54 caps for the shot gun and 15 caps for all three pistols, I ain't goin' any higher than that so deal or git." He said calmly jerking a claw as he finished the last part.

"Eh, that's fair, what have you got for sale then?" I asked curiously. He looked pleased at this and handed me my caps.

"I got a decent amount for sale have a look." He said cheerily he placed some stuff on the counter and rummaged through his back room.

None of the weapons were particularly my style, but the pistol would do for now. I managed to snag a pair of sunglasses for 7 caps, they were wireframe and silver. I got a decent amount of ammo from him as well, his name turned out to be Gold Rush, and managed to sell of any ammo that I didn't use. But the most interesting thing I managed to get was a black plastic radio, broken mind you, but not unrepairable. I got it for 73 caps and some scrap for 12 caps and started fiddling with it.
It took me about an hour and a half to get it working, and when it did it opened up right onto static at full volume. I searched around for a station for a sec then found one pealing out some pre-war songs that sounded like pop.

I left it on that station for a little while the started to pack up my stuff when I heard a yell. I looked at where it had come from and saw that from the entrance to the centre from the gate about twenty raiders, their barding bleached like the rest but they all had a distinctive emblem emblazoned on their chests, a Red Cross of two bullets. Everyone who lived in the Dusts and around it knew what it meant. The Red Chaos raiders had come to Goodwater, and that meant there was going to be either a deal, or a massacre.

A red mare who was wearing a white,really, suit under her raider barding stepped forward and began to speak.

"Hello, everybody, we all know how this is going to go down, oh and don't think the guards are gonna save yah, we took care o' them first. Now here's the deal, you work for us now. Y'all can continue livin' your lives here, but, we want half o' your water each week, we'll come and collect. But we also want all your weapons and your medicine and ammo and I believe a weekly tax o' ohh, lets say 10,000 caps per month should cover it." At this ponies started protesting saying it was too much and things like that, Gold Rush looked furious. The red mare took on a pleased expression, her eyes viscous, then shouted out.

"An' if'n y'all don't play along like good ponies, we'll just come in and take what we want anyway and a few ponies too and leave this place a fucking bloodbath!" She laughed maniacally at the last part. I started walking across the centre to get to the entrance to the door, but then Oxide turned up and started talking to the suited raider.

"We can't afford that, especially if we can't trade our stock. We'll go bankrupt before long, we can only pay once or twice!" She pleaded looking desperate. I started walking away not wanting to have to deal with it, it wasn't my problem. The suited mare was just about to retort when a thin pale cream stallion with a green mane pointed at me and shouted.

"Oi, where the fuck do you think your going bitch!" This annoyingly brought all of their focus onto me, Oxide and the others were the most surprised but, the raiders were just agitated.

"I'm leaving, there isn't a reason for me to get involved, this isn't my war." I said simply, Oxides face fell heavily and tears struck her eyes. How the fuck did she survive the wasteland this long?. This ticked off the raiders, the cream one the most.

"Get back in the centre cunt, now!" He said growling jerking to the centre with a pipe pistol he had in his teeth, making him look like he had a twitch in his neck.

"No, I'm going. This ain't my concern." I said flatly, everyone started backing away, locking their stalls and homes or hiding in the alleys.

"Do what I say!" He screamed madly, the pistol rattling in his mouth as he spoke muffling him slightly.

"No." I turned and started walking away, but then the buck fired at me, I ducked out of the way surprising the stallion but then that meant the fight had started.

I pulled out my pistol and fired of five shots, dropping four of them before they could get their weapons up, all falling to the ground in the square, but the rest were quicker and rained fire in my direction I got hit one or twice, but they were light rounds and thudded dully into my barding. I flew quickly behind a turned over table for cover and fired off another three shots dropping two, my third shot missing and pinging into the water tower's supports, ringing out like a gong. One of them yelled out grenade, and I dashed to another bit of cover as I heard the thud of a grenade and then it's blast a second later shrapnel being sent high. I fired off two shots while I was dodging knocking two down, a buck slammed into me and dragged me out of cover and we tussled for a sec before I punched him hard in the gut making him dry retch and threw him off me then unloaded two rounds into his head, my pistols magazine now depleted.

I ducked behind cover and began re-loading it but a yellow mare drenched in blood charged me and socked me in the face making the pistol skid over to a corner. I quickly punched her throat making her choke and drew my knife with a wing and slashed her throat with it, and plunged it into her gut , making her drop to the floor before I stomped her head with a fore hoof. I didn't have time to get my pistol, so I charged while flying managing to get the cream one off guard, he had ducked right after I turned. I slit his neck leaving him to drown in his own blood gargling as he lay in the street.

I then turned but heard a round crack into the bracelet, a raider stood with six others, including the suited mare, had fired into it. The glow returned and the sound of the spell stopping blew through the centre. The raiders took steps back, some looking absolutely terrified. I growled, my digitized voice making it sound like a monster, annoyed thoroughly not only at starting the fight but making me look like this in front of all these people. I launched at one of them, grabbing his neck in my teeth and tearing at it, ripping out his throat, I stormed through them, rounds bouncing off me, red tinting my vision and glowing on my targets. After a few seconds only a blue stallion with a white mane was left, the suited mare who started draped between the rungs of the water tower, he was shaking like a leaf as I stood three meters from him, lowed close to the ground ready to charge, wings out, my face and hooves coated in blood.

"Run." I said darkly staring right at him with the same glare I gave Moon yesterday. The little buck nodded and started backing away from me like I was wild beast about to pounce, afraid to take his eyes off me, then he ran.

I raised myself up and walked over and first retrieved my knife which I wiped in the red mare's, now not so white, suit I then walked over and picked my pistol off the ground, it hadn't taken any damage and wasn't dirty, I reloaded it and placed it firmly back in its holster. I pulled out a healing potion from a side pocket and downed a third of it, saving the rest for later. Oxide then walked out to me, taking a second, or another most likely, to look at my face and then said.

"Thanks for saving my town, now you have to take the house, cause we owe you now." She said pleased with herself a grin present on her face but not hiding her nervousness, keeping a bit of distance from me.

"Fine, but only cause I need Digit to fix this." I said concededly pointing to my bracelet with a hoof.

"Still counts." Sam, could you take Pilot to the North House, the one that's facing north, big one. I got to sort... all of this. And I need to check how the guards out front are. Nut, Digit you can go with Sam, you can help the traders loot the raiders your choice!" She yelled over as she walked to the gate, the vendors were already rifling through my aftermath, though were hesitant to loot the last seven I had killed. Sam, Nut, Digit and me were walking down the alleys to my new house when Nut piped up nervously.

"So those Enclave robotics or did your mom have a bit of a kink?" He chucked at his own joke, but I kept a straight face.

"I got shot a few times while I was out a few days ago, face got blown off, and a lot of other things got ruined, Digit here played doctor for me and gave me some robot pieces and some other bits and bobs. If it weren't for him I'd be smelling brimstone right now." I said flatly, my voice making Sam jump ever-so-slightly. This seemed to satisfy Nut, but Sam had a question, I didn't mind him though.

"Wait so how did you look normal when we first met?" Sam asked, putting his paw to his jaw and rubbing. Leaning over me and studying me, towering over everyone bar digit. I gave him a look and he turned back forward nervously.

"Digit gave me a bracelet that's supposed to be a synthetic imitation of Changeling magic, covers my voice and appearance, guess the delivery system got damaged or something like that." That answer seemed to make him understand, and they started asking Digit questions now.

They questioned Digit the rest of the way, but it only took us about ten more minutes before we reached my new house. It was brick based with steel walls, with glass still in the windows, though dirty. The door was a wooden affair with a brass handle. It was covered by a veranda so it wouldn't be boiling, I opened the door swinging it inwards, dust swirling as I did so. The floor was pale wood and pipes could be seen on the left wall but only for about half a meter, with at tap on either one.

It had two floors, a living room to the left with overstuffed couches and chairs, with a coffee table in the middle and a TV in the corner still connected, but not on. A kitchen to the right with a electric stove and sink, the fridge still humming away, wasn't stocked though. And a bathroom in the back corner with a shower and toilet and all that, their also was a washing machine. Their were two bedrooms, picked the biggest one, that had a queen sized bed and a box safe with a lamp on top, there were some dressers and other stuff but nothing really anymore interesting, their was a empty back room with a window out onto the street that I would probably use as a workshop for my gun and barding.

I walked down stairs and found Sam sitting on the couch reading a comic book, Nut was in the kitchen and Digit was staring at a painting in the hall. When Sam saw me he cringed slightly then said.

"Uh, um... So Oxide is coming back in a bit and I thought it would be a good idea if you wash the blood of your face, Digit said it'll take him a day or so to fix the bracelet, and it would be a bit less gruesome if we didn't have to spend the whole evening waiting for a drop of blood to fall of your chin." He chuckled weakly after. I looked at him flatly and responded in mock kindness making him nervous.

"No, prob'. Hey Digit!" I yelled poking my head out the door. He turned to my voice. "Is my, face and that water proof?" I asked

"Yeah! Perfectly fine, how do you think you can drink otherwise?" He yelled back. I took his answer, slightly annoyed at his sass and walked to the bath room. Just before I closed the door I yelled,

"If any of you come in here, their will be problems." I then closed the door and locked it.

I took of my barding and placed the shirt in the washing machine, the trousers would go in next, I polished the guards a bit and wiped the SWAT vest with a damp cloth then left it all to dry. I then turned on the shower and climbed in. It was warm of course at first, after all 'cold' in a desert only really happen at night, but it eventually cooled. The blood from my muzzle and hooves flowed off me turning the water red, it eventually cleared and I sought about washing the sweat from my mane and coat. I felt better after, it was much more comfortable that before. My two toned mane, was draped over me draped over me sopping wet, but it puffed back into place after I dried it, all my clothes were dry by the time I got out and were clean as well. A luxury, I sorely missed from living in the cloud cover.

I put everything back on and opened the door to the bathroom. I was halfway to the living room when my hoof caught on something and I tripped before I could catch myself with my wings. I landed flat on my muzzle which gave a resounding clang when it hit the floorboards. This alerted everyone that I had fallen and roused them up from the living room to come and check on me. It was also apparent that Oxide had come back as she was standing with them when I raised myself up.

"What happened." She asked worriedly looking me over.

"I tripped on a floorboard back there." I said gesturing to the board that tripped me but I noticed as I pointed that it had sprung up like a switch but was only half pulled, I walked over to it and pulled it back till I heard a click, the others moving to help but too slow to do anything.

The floor just before the stairs opened up and slid down and I heard hydraulic stairs pop into place. The rest of them look at it amazed, well for Digit I could only assume. I looked down the stair and saw lights going down it. I turned to the rest and said.

"Well, guess I got a basement, care to go and have a look?" I asked, knowing I wouldn't hear the end of it if we didn't go down. She had given me a house so I had to treat her with a bit of kindness, not much though. She still really got on my nerves. We walked down the stairs, the lights making it really easy to see. When Oxide pushed in.

"I had no idea this existed! What could be down here, treasure, a secret Ministry project, CATACOMBS?!" She exclaimed excitedly squealing. We continued down the stairs for another second before we got to a small vaulted room, their were crates every where and nearly twenty ammunition boxes but what was most interesting was on the far wall, with near spotless paint stood a gear shaped door with the number '115'.

Nut was the first to speak.

"There's a STABLE under Goodwater, and Pilot owns it now?!" Quick, Sam, your not a pony, she likes you more! Ask for some of the barding and ammunition!" He asked panicked. I rolled my eyes at him and said,

"You can have most of it I don't need it all, sides you were all here in this town first. Besides," I said boredly, I then walked up to the large gear door and pointed.

"Most of the good stuff 'll be in there." I said nonchalantly "And sadly we don't have a master hacker." I finished.

"That can be changed, however." Digit said from behind me, I began to turn my head and said.

"What are you talking abo-". Static, just static. I couldn't see, hear or breathe I was there for a few seconds before everything came back. I jumped up and got into a charging stance and yelled,

"Who the fuck did that?! What the blood Tartarus was that! Explain, it, to, me!" I yelled, staring at them fury in my eyes, the two ponies flinching back away from me panickily and Sam practically jumping back, flinging his arms up in surrender. Digit stepped forward, a slightly nervous face on his screen.

"You know how part of your brain is robotic now. Well I also put in a holotape reader slot connected to the storage unit so I could add data quickly, in essence making you learn a skill quickly. But to do that I have to disconnect the storage unit first, and since it is so integrally linked to your brain now, when it's not connected you brain just sort of, buffers, and you see static. It won't kill you! Or cause damage, just make you see static." He finished tapping his claws together nervously. "But hey look on the bright side, now your a master hacker, and know programming, granted only in termlink, but still!" He consoled trying very hard to make it seem less like a bad thing, displaying again the rare sight of a robot attempting to cower. I stared at him deeply, noticing a slight beam of red from my robotic eye, and said,

"I'm getting some more stuff for this." And turned to the Stables control panel I fiddled with it for a second, entering some code into a small screen underneath the panel, and then got it to open the plastic case over the button and slam it down. Klaxons rang through the room and lights swirled around. We heard a muffled screeching noise from inside the stable as the door was slowly opened and pulled itself from its frame and rolled to the side. The room was made of plate steel and girders with grating on the floor, it was very noticeable however that it did not look finished, walls were bare in certain places, wiring still hung loose in walls and ceilings and work lights were dotted around, still glowing, but it all looked new.

"Well, guess Goodwater's a bit better off now." I said flatly. All four of them turned to me and I looked back at them.

"What?" I asked, their expressions happy, then Oxides' turned ecstatic as mine fell, realizing what they intended to do.

"No, no, stay back!" I said backing away. They jumped on my and hugged me tight.

"Let go of me!" I screamed, they didn't listen. "I will literally fucking kill you if you don't let go!"

The next few days went well, the Stable had been stocked but not finished and the building supplied and tools were still there. Oxide div'ed up the loot that I didn't keep, granted it was still going to be a bloody lot even without the extra for that, holotape moment. But in there they also found parts for a radio transmitter and some recording equipment. Turns out that this Stable was supposed to act as a radio communications hub after the bombs. Thanks to that they started to build a radio station here, it went up quickly and they found some records for it as well, it was odd to say the least that there was now three radio stations out here in the Dusts.

Goodwater spread out after that, the pipes they found got worked into new streets and houses sprung up from the plate steel from the Stable. They were stronger than most of the inner houses so they were well liked, people spread out to the new houses quickly. New business sprung up due to the new space, the most notable would be Sam's new bar, he asked Oxide for one of the larger houses, he set it up right after, he managed to pull of the Stable door and put it on the back wall.

A group of traders came after all the construction and were completely amazed, at least Oxide said they were. I spent most of the construction waiting for the bracelet to be fixed, I got lots of food and weapons and other stuff from the vault, but not much that I could use myself. A lot I sold to Gold Rush, earning me some caps. Apparently Goodwater was now more of a city than a town now. But all in all it wasn't that much fun for me, mainly cause ponies had to walk in and out of my house every five bloody minutes! But at least they had finally stopped now.

Oxide and the rest came and visited me after everything settled. I stayed quiet for the most part of the visit, sitting apart from the rest, really just waiting for them to leave, though I did thank Digit for fixing the bracelet and handing it back to me at the start, halfway through however Nut struck in with.

"So hey, if you can have new skills and knowledge added to your brain instantly with your brain thing, does that mean if I had a holotape with, I don't know Sam's native language, you could instantly learn it?" He questioned a curious look on his face. I didn't have a chance to answer before Digit said,

"Yeah, but you would have to disconnect the storage unit first and the data would be erased form the holotape. Oh and she can't have her bracelet running." He finished looking pleased, I shot him a withering glare. Nut had a sly smile grow on his face, my ears dropped. He launched himself at me body tackling me before I could move because of the table and grabbing all my hooves, he was surprisingly strong, or just heavy , I tussled with him, nearly throwing him off and yelled,

"No! I fucking hate it so No!" He managed to slam down on my bracelets' crystal but I pushed him off me and threw him at the wall, but his hoof caught me slightly on the side of my hea-.Static, again, it wasn't bad now just fucking annoying, similar to an out of body experience. I was out for a few more seconds before I returned, stuck in a throwing position, Nut coughing hard on the floor, looking slightly dizzy. I turned to butter and said.

"You are a hairs width away from me killing you boy, and I'm really not fucking kidding, and you know that." I said jabbing him hard in the chest in the chest with my steel leg, him flinching hard. I then turned to Sam and said, in his language mind you, so it did work. Annoyingly.

"If I find out that you put him up to this. I will have a new fennec skin bedroom rug." And turned away. Sam, miraculously went even more pale and sat down. I looked at Digit and just shook my head, he took the message and sat down, amazed he'd survived, flinching slightly whenever I moved, if he was a pony he wouldn't be alive right now and his qualifications as someone who could fix me also helped. I switched my bracelet back on and sat down. Oxide looked like she was about to start a conversation when we heard propellers above us.

"The hells that?" I asked, the remaining Enclave in the area didn't even have vertibucks before we lost the cloud cover, let alone after, so what was it. Oxide looked around confounded then stood up.

"I need to see what it is, this is my town, and I don't want trouble from someone with that kind of firepower." She then raced out of the door, the rest got up to follow, I went after to satisfy my curiosity, 'sides, my house was here, I'd prefer it not to be destroyed, even if I didn't really need it.

We raced to the front gate and went through, their were some new guards now that were aiming their weapons at the landing vertibuck. It landed on the hard ground, loose sand billowing around it, when it opened a white stallion wearing a blue business suit and white tie, ponies in full armour flanked him. He looked out on us and announced.

"Hello, my little ponies, my name is Good Bill, but you can call me a friend. I am here to offer you the wonderous opportunity to join Equestria again, now while Little Pip might have fixed the sky's for you, we still need to put some work in for the rest." He finished looking pleased. "Now what do you say, ready to come back and rebuild our nation?" He finished a great smile on his face.

Great now I got to find a different area of the Dusts to get away from this, or maybe leave the Dusts entirely. Fucking fantastic. I new that they would take the offer so I started to turn to leave and get my stuff.

"No." That stopped me. Oxide had given a simple one word answer, but the effect of it was insurmountable. The stallion faltered and he stuttered out.

"W-why, we have so much to offer you, we could rebuild this place make it a beacon for-" he tried to get out but Oxide yelled in with,

"No! You don't get to ignore us for two centuries, leave us to suffer and crawl by in this fucking inhospitable dust pile, but the fucking bloody instant we have something worth having, you swoop in and offer help, like you were always fucking there, just to get something good from it and make our lives harder when you make off with it!" She had gone red in the face now and was inches from the stallions face, making him duck back.

"Everyone fucking living in this Celestia dammed hellhole, has earned the right to live and be here, even the fucking raiders! You bloody well haven't, no one here will buy what your selling so you can just get back on that little tin carrion there, and tell your bosses that if they wanted us to be part of their little 'union' they should have come and helped when we were fucking dying in the dirt!" She finally screamed at him. She had flushed red and looked like she could kill that stallion if he pushed her anymore. The stallion then regarded her like a insect crawling up his hooves,

"Well then I suppose we shall just have to take this region by force. If you don't sign up with us now we will bring an army down here and take everything! I very much dobt you have the ability to stop us." He said looking calmly at us believing that his threat had caused us to fold.

I then stepped for ward to him, this made him flinch a margin more that when Oxide did so, even causing his guards to reset their footing to face at me, I looked at him with a cold regard and simply said,

"We have survived two centuries of sandstorms, ghouls, raider armies, monsters and other hardships, you believe you can waltz in here and survive that let alone us? You insult us all, and I don't like to be insulted, especially by pencil pushing, fat chewing, calf centered, fucking bureaucrats!" I advanced with each word making him retreat further to his vertibuck.

"I spent twenty fucking years fighting in special forces and three nomading across the Dusts, I could kill you all right here and now if it suited me, and that option is getting more and more better looking every second." I ended darkly.

It was then Nut came up beside be and tapped my bracelet, stopping the spell. This caused the guards to jump and even one them to yell. I turned to Nut and yelled

"What did you do that for!" He simply smiled and me and responded with,

"Shock effect," he then turned to the soldiers "she got shot seventy fucking six times in one session and is still ticking and she killed nineteen raiders in one sitting a few days ago, tore them fucking apart, for the last ones literally. She may be one of the best of us but you got to think, if she is one of the best, how good are the rest of us? We could kill an entire bloody battalion of your soldiers and barley have to try. And that's not even considering what the Dusts'll do to you first before you got to us. You all talk about your heroes and saviors killing thirty or so ponies in one sitting and that being amazing and unheard of. But it's pretty ballpark standard here." He ended looking pleased.

"So if you want to take us down, we welcome the fucking challenge, but it won't be a war. It'll be a massacre, and I'm pretty sure we know who will be the one being massacred. Or, you could respect our independence and we can brush this matter away. Your choice." He finished, drawing his sub machine pistol in his magic. I hopped into the air growling the sound of it making the closest guard flinch backwards. Bill looked before him, seeing Nut with is Sub machine pistol, me ready to launch down onto them, couldn't waste time pulling out my pistol and I doubted it would do well against that thick armour, Oxide with a SA revolver in her teeth and Sam with the drum shotgun I had sold to Gold, though now much better maintained, sitting calmly in his paws and finally the twelve guards stood around Goodwater all armoured up and with guns galore, the rest of the town slowly fling out armed to join them or climbing up onto the walls aiming rifles at them.

He finally turned back to us and responded, "Very well, you have proven your point, but know this. I'm going back to my superiors to tell them about this, you will hear what's happening then, and most likely see it too. Good day." He nodded to Oxide and walked onto his vertibuck and began to take off. Right at the last second Oxide yelled,

"Don't fucking come back without a goddess dammed army or you will have no bloody negotiation rights!" She shook her fore hoof at the vertibuck as it flew north. We stood still for a moment till Digit chimed in with,

"Well... that went well!" They all went back inside chattering about what to do, I just stood outside staring at the speck still lingering on the horizon. If they come back, and I'm here, I will fucking kill them all.

Note: New attribute gained- Cyber Flyer
You have been augmented with robotics, adding strength and defence to a large portion of your body at the cost of your face, ponies are 20% less likely to trust you when un-covered but will be more easily intimidated by you.

New skill learned: Master Hacker
You can now hack any terminal of any shape or complexity, and also understand the fundamental processes of Robronco termlink code

New skill learned: Linguist(Fennec tribe)
You can now speak the native Fennec tribes language, this opens up new dialogue conversation options, and also gives a basic history and culture lesson about them

Author's Note

This is my first real attempt at a story leave your opinions down below and thanks for reading!

Thanks to Kkat for writing Fallout equestria

Have a grand day!-Digital Dynamit 💥

Edit(I went over this paragraph and added a few pieces I though I missed and went over spelling, which is hard as this site has a US style autocorrect but I hope you enjoy.)