Fallout Equestria: Wandering Woes

Chapter 5: Click
(Tolson)

As I’m clicking, the sound echoes through the room and reverberates in my head; a scene starts to play out before me. Something big is trampling everything under it; wood, ponies, guns... although it seems to be doing it by accident.

The smell of smoke starts to fill the room; I can sense those around me starting to panic even more. I can feel the skin around my face start to wrinkle as I start counting my shells, 16 in total. Would that be enough for the town?

As I’m counting, I can feel something bump up against me; it was shorter than me and too close to use my shotgun effectively, so instead, my left arm reacted to it and I heard the crack of its skull fracturing in multiple pieces from the butt of my shotgun hitting it.

It seemed that it was still standing, my teeth grinded together in irritation. My Magnum, Sasha, had 6 shots left; the body hit the floor as the first shot rang out. 5 shots left in her cylinder,

“5.”

As the clicking continues, I can see another body at my 12 o’clock, another at my 4 and 7. I could link both 12 and 4 o’clock together, but 7 will be harder unless I get enough momentum to spin. Around 20% is all that should be needed.

Within moments, I can feel the recoil from Sasha blasting out; the first bullet rang out true. The shot left my jaw cracking as it slams into the pony’s eyes. Blood and gore exploded out of the ponies and onto my coat and the surrounding area as the bullet leaves 12’s head and enters 4’s throat,

“4.”

Unfortunately, 7 managed to catch up to me as I turned and I feel a sharp pain enter my side. The 6 inch knife 7 held in his mouth digging just under my rib. The knife slowed down the spin. Darn; now 30% will be needed.

As I continue my spin, forcing more power into it, I can feel his neck popping against my hoof as I slam it into the hard concrete floor. Blood must have erupted from the pony, since I feel hot liquid slamming onto my body. My side is burning, and my face feels cold as I rip the knife out.

A pony flies over my head, and I hear a squelching sound as the pony seems to stick on the wall, blood dripping onto the ground as I hear a rapid fire of 16 shots. An assault rifle? Or perhaps a fast trigger hoof?

The shots ring out from my 3 o’clock, my clicking accelerates as I sense a unicorn and a pegasus about 15 feet away from me working together as the giant starts swinging something big and heavy around, the wind from it bashing against me.

The smell of smoke starts to become overbearing, the ponies around me coughing as I crouch down further. More shots ring out as the other ponies start to clear the stragglers; the unicorn cutting through several of them with his katana. I scream out “Wall!” to the giant pony; he halters for a moment, before he starts to run headfirst towards the wall, the sheer force of his shoulder bash causes the wall to crumble under him. The splat sound makes me think there was a pony in the way.

Running after the mammoth of a pony, I can hear him crash through another wall, breaking it down as the new building shakes around us; pony after pony gets crushed under the titan of a creature, as he seems to be attempting to stop, but his momentum swings him through tables and chairs. The sheer force of him hitting the wall causes body parts, guts, and ponies to careen through the air.

I pull out Airsupport and fire 2 shots into the room. “15, 14,” The blood splatters and the screams verify that the bullets hit, as my hoof crashes into yet another pony. As I start to bludgeon the pony with my hooves, I can feel the blood seeping into my fur and coating my armor. Clicking once more, the room flares out before me. The titan of a pony finally manages to find a way to stop moving; the raiders around him try to hit him, but all their attacks don't even seem to faze the mountain of a creature, even as their bullets pierce his skin.

Standing up, I grab the bloody mess under me, and chuck it against another pony charging towards me, smashing them both into a wall. As I rush towards the big guy I start obliterating the ponies surrounding him, over the snapping of bones, I can hear outside sniper bullets raining down upon the town, fire exploding inside of the nearby buildings, and an assault rifle blasting through everything else. Today is a good day to die.

I put my hoof on the unicorn's neck under me, using my other hoof to rip off its horn before spinning around and using that momentum to throw it through several ponies, their insides quickly escaping them and spraying their blood all over the room. I take a deep breath, the smell of smoke combines with the smell of blood, guts, urine, and a million other mixtures created in this room, it sickens me.

I suddenly hear the wall next to us, seems to be one of the only untouched portions of this building, getting slammed into; I think the hulking mammoth is getting carried away with all the destruction around us.

Grabbing one of the ponies in my hooves, I throw him through the newest addition of a doorway in the wall, slamming him directly into the backside of the big guy, he doesn’t seem to notice as his backhoof drives through the pony’s skull.

Clicking rapidly I walk through the new door and start mapping out the surrounding area; it’s very fuzzy, so I open up my eyes once more, hearing and smelling the sounds of death surrounding us. The sting of my eyes practically burning a hole in my head, as I see most of the town on fire. The fire itself does not seem to do very much structural damage, but it is doing wonders for funneling them out of the buildings.

The white pegasus is flying through the sky, shooting the unicorns tossing spells at him, and providing support for the ground troops. Occasionally, he takes a pot shot at some earth ponies who try jumping at him, before they’re sent barreling into the ground from a bullet to the dome with a resounding thud. One such pony rolls next to me, a massive gaping hole in its temple with a trail of blood flooding the ground behind it.

Scanning around the area, I see a bar and I run towards it. I slam my shoulder into the doors and immediately firing Airsupport into the first pony, whose head pops out into range. ”13 shots left now,” The unicorn that’s traveling with me decided to follow, and disintegrated three ponies behind me. I run towards the stairs as I click rapidly, almost seeing him slice through another pony's throat with his horn showering him in blood.

A moment later, I register the existence of another pony behind the bar before I feel two rounds slam into my chestplate; unfortunately, these appear to be armor piercing rifle bullets so my armor does very little. Thankfully only one bullet grazed my chest from the frantic shooting of the pony ahead of me. Feeling the bullet pierce through my lungs; I start to vomit in my mouth as my right hoof slams into the pony’s chest frame, crushing through his ribs and pulverising his internal organs.

I fire three more shots at the ponies inside. “12, 11, 10,” I look behind me and see smoke rising off my back from a laser rifle burn as the unicorn ducks out of the building. The brown pegasus seems to have bitten off more than he can chew as the unicorn rushes to support him.

Ignoring the smell coming off my back, I start to run up the stairs, letting dynamite trail behind me. As I reach the top of the stairs, I dig into my bag and pull out a grenade, jumping out of the second floor window as several ponies shoot where I was. I throw the grenade through the window and crash-land onto the roof of the nearby building, slamming my back into it. The shockwave of the explosion slams into me like a ton of bricks, before the boom and the flash of the explosion shines through my closed eyes like a blazing sun.

The shrapnel from the broken building flies past me; tiles, concrete, chairs, wood... a kitchen sink; you name it, and it probably flew past my head or into my sides. From the looks of it, and how it feels, my left front hoof is certainly dislocated and likely broken from the large piece of shrapnel embedded inside of it.

I sit up after the initial explosion, a bullet falling out of my armor as I grab the shrapnel in my hoof and rip it out. Covered in blood, and my eyes on fire, I start counting my ammo as everyone around me is either screaming, crying, laughing, or dead. 4 shots in Sasha and 10 shots in Airsupport, 1 in the tubular and 1 in the chamber. “Better reload soon,” I muttered as I grab a few shells and shove them in; only 2 shells slide in before 6 more bullets whizzed by my head, one bullet slicing through my ear as blood drips down my face; the pegasus needed to work on covering his allies more.

Plopping the rest of the shells in my bag, I jump off the side of the roof and hit the ground as another pony tries to jump on my back. A moment before he can slam the blade he’s holding into my throat, his entire head explodes into a bloody mist from the pegasus’ rifle. He yells something snarky at me as he lands next to me with a loud thud, but I can’t make out any words.

The grin on his face turns to mild concern for a moment, as I start to turn to look behind me, only to get a 2x4 plank of wood snapped in half over my back; the half not being held flips over my head before my back leg slams into his windpipe. I flip over onto my back, and fire another shot from Airsupport into his chest frame, viscous blood spraying all over my coat and his buddy next to him, “9.”

His friend, maybe gay lover, did not take this well and began to mount me. His armored steel hoof guards pounding my face into the ground as the twisted metal starts digging into my flesh. The darker pegasus runs over to me as my eye starts to swell, blood tinting my vision red before a gun was shoved down the pony’s throat and quickly turned the pony into Swiss cheese.

I pushed off the now rather floppy body off of me as I stand up; the brown pegasus seemed to find this situation rather entertaining, as he grinned before nodding at me and flying back towards his companion. The town seems so much quieter with so many mutilated corpses scattered about the area; the ground itself seems to be soaking in the blood.

Ducking into the next building, I feel a large shot of pain as a pony with a broken forearm jumps at me. He slams his broken bones into my shoulder, ripping through my skin as I bring Airsupport up to his throat.

I shot into his chest frame, “8,” firing another shot into his throat, “7,” and finally a third time into his face, “6.” His blood, bones, brains, and organs splatter the ground and the wall behind him. Leaning down, I search his bloody body but he does not have any shells on him. Great; now I’m down 3 bullets.

Standing up from the bloody corpse, I look around the building as I start reloading Airsupport. The room itself seems to be a makeshift slaughterhouse. The burning in my eyes begins to intensify before I close them, letting them rest after the explosion from earlier as I start to click once more. The echo starts to map out the room as I walk around; it’s eerily quiet with the walls being thick enough to block out most of the gunfire from outside.

Around me are several tables, a few of them practically dripping blood as I brush my hoof along them; I feel several weapons and tools ranging from a scalpel, bonesaw, hammer, nails, and a few other things that even I didn’t recognize.

Suddenly my ear twitches as I hear a soft whimper from one of the corners of the room, halting my breath as I make a single loud click. Towards the source of the noise are a bunch of boxes in the corner, stacked up almost to the ceiling, next to a few cages. A small form appears to be surrounded by the boxes, pressed as far back against the wall as it can. Crouching my body almost to the ground, I cock Airsupport as I start slowly walking towards the form.

I feel several boxes slam into my body, one bashing into my shoulder, another hitting my side, and the last slams into my face. I can feel the blood dripping down my cheek as the boxes shatter. I slam my hoof through the boxes next to this small creature, blocking her way past me as I click once more.

The click mapped out the small unicorn in detail; it was about half my height, looked to be a lot cleaner than the rest of the raiders we’ve been fighting recently, and was shivering in fear holding what appeared to be a syringe in its mouth. I raise my hoof, intent on putting the unicorn out of its misery; however, as I try to force my hoof down it appears to get stuck in midair, and I can no longer move my body.

“Why am I not killing it?” I shout in my head, struggling to push my hoof down as my entire forearm strains against me; veins pulsing in it, as I open my eyes and stare at this creature, questioning what I see. In my head I see Him, the clean uncut unhurt creature, his iris and pupil non-existent, green slowly bleeding into the outer edges of the sclera, closer to the edge of the socket glowing. This… reflection, stares at me.”What does she look like to you?” he says coldly.

“A filly?” I murmur, “Not quite... Look again.” he laughs, I take a closer look at her, sharpening my eyes. She slowly looks up at me; probably terrifying the unicorn more, as she backs up further against the wall.

“She's not a filly; her eyes have seen too much, but how is she so small, then?” I begin to get more frustrated, “Reminds you of her, don’t it?” he screams the words at me, slamming his head into the glass, the cold chill runs down my spine as the words bring me out of my stupor.
“You’re more than you used to be, boy,” the voice was cold, yet warmly familiar, and I feel two hooves place themselves on my shoulders giving me my senses back.

The pain coursing through my body snaps me back into reality, as all my nerves starts to wake up, screaming at me to end it once again. My eyes feel like they are on fire and the feeling blazes throughout my brain, starting to make my head pound. I’ve broken multiple bones, fractured a few ribs, my left shoulder was dislocated and my left back hoof was at an odd angle.

My head twitches as I feel the hooves on my shoulders slap against them as the words ring out, “Why can't I kill her?!” I’m back in the room again, staring at the reflection.

He... It... That thing is slamming into the glass. Scars cover his face; the one on his throat seems to form a smile, the choker around his neck has a lock with the key broken inside of it, and those hurt, tiny pupils make his eyes seem intense and focused.

I rub my nose as I watch, blood leaking onto my hoof, “This place hurts,” I muttered as I glance around the room; the glass on my side is broken, and I hear him screaming, “Let me kill her! Let me kill her!” As he bashes his skull, time and time again into the mirror on his side; I see tears streaming down his face.

I looked at him, unable to move or talk, blood continuing to drip onto the broken glass littering the floor. A moment later, I feel another hoof hitting me; this time outside of the room. Opening my eyes once more, I see the terrified filly under me, before she smashed a hoof into my face; considering how much blood is dripping on her, it would appear she broke my nose earlier. She is nothing but scared.

Staring at her and seeing the blood drip onto her coat, the rage starts to boil inside of me. I raise my hoof up, intent on bringing it down upon her face; this time, my body didn’t refuse to. However, before I could force it down, I feel a large metal pole connect with the back of my neck; right between it and the base of my skull, throwing me into the darkness.

Once again, it was cold... and I was alone.