Fallout Equestria

Distant Lands

Chapter 0

Prolog

The sea, a very seldom explored part of the world even in prewar times no pony knows what lies beneath it, it was a dark tangled mess of hearsay and folktale mostly but of course, some tales are true as are heroes if you can call them that, would soon discover.

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Life as a slave is hard, certainly the hardest thing I've ever faced in all my time roaming this vast world. My people, the Achu one of the 12 tribes were taken, enslaved to work for racist fools, who don't know their place in the world. I'd wanted to beat their heads into the ground since the first day we were brought to their camp, they called it Sanctuary but that has little importance.

If you the lucky soul who found this it's my journal the journal of Chane in ponish it's pronounced chain something I quickly discovered after my captors beat me for not responding to it.

But I will always be, Chane fearsome warrior of the Achu however thing's changed today and I stead have been called from my duties to board a wagon out of sanctuary not that I'm complaining yet I don't know where I'm going, probably death or a different encampment if I had to guess.

Some slaves think they are being let free but that's the wish of a blind stallion expecting to wipe their eyes and be able to see.

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It's been a few weeks now, maybe a month and I'm starting to get worried. After the crash I expected somepony to come looking for me but mom and dad seemed content to let me stay down here with the dirt ponies.
They're not as bad as the stories say you know I mean sure they glare and it makes things pretty awkward but at least they haven't tried to kill me.

Writing and walking is difficult. You know that I mean seriously I'm surprised dad could do it.
I'm hungry, no wait, miss Ponish teacher mare said I should introduce myself in writing and I haven't done that yet. Oh well now is as good a time as any.

Hey I'm Silver and I'm 11 years old my mommy's name is, wait mommy told me not to just give names and numbers out to strangers but Mrs teacher said names add to writing *groans* why is this stuff so confusing, oh to fish sticks with it.
Oh yeah I'm hungry and that's a bunch of ponies down the road, today's my lucky day.

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“As of today I'm six years old and sixteen mounts,” thought Mysty despite her birthday being a few mounts away but hell I'm not gonna kill a six-year-olds imagination.

“Time for bed sweetie.” said Mysty’s mother in all her glory even if her face was starting to do that flappy thing Mysty’s scene other old ponies faces do.

But mommy wasn't an old pony, she and daddy we're perfect.

So perfect that when having woken up to the cold touch of steel all around her she was dumbfounded, there were other cages all around her but the ponies in them wouldn't speak to the nuisance of a filly.

“Hey, hey, hey who are your hey hey!” her barrage of the same word persisted several minutes till one slaver smacked the top of the cage as he sat another one down next to Mystys pet fox Pixi.

Pixi was blue and this grew a glare from the new visitor, a small Pegasus named Silver.

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Mud, the name of my town here in the wasteland northwest of the Caldonian border and west of the sea.

I'm not sure what the name of the sea was, you see I was never a major history buff even back before I went into cryo sleep.

My name is Still Life former royal guard of princess luna, now a meager guard of Mud.

My days are pretty simple, boring honestly, shooting the occasional mole rat or radroach, one time there was a yao-guai fairly large one too but we ended up scaring it off pretty easily however today this calm serenity I've settled into was dashed in favor of something more… worrisome.

I was the only one guarding the main gate today, Mud was surrounded by walls with gates in them but the main one saw most frequent travel and that was no different today.

From my post id scene, what I believed to be a caravan but upon closer inspection via binoculars, I saw the cages, these we're slavers coming to get somepony a pony who’d stumbled into town a few days back.

He was sickly and was suffering from malnutrition. According to the doctor, I knew the slavers we're gonna try and cause some problems so I did an old trick from back in my royal guard days.

My power armor though rusted, scratched, and beaten with the royal black and blue paint chipping off, it was still tall, proud and mighty enough to make a raider shit themselves. The helmet had been scavenged while I was frozen but still I figured putting it on would give me a more intimidating stance despite my age.

Was I already 65, Celestia how the years have gone by, I might need to learn a spell to better my complexion *chuckle*.

I told the town about the oncoming wagon and a few ponies prepped the slave to leave her name was Rose no last name was given.

I met the slavers at the gate, they were mostly ponies but there was one that worried me a bit, a griffon that was loaded down with explosives.

“Can we help you?” I said as sternly as I could, however, the one leading the cart a unicorn mare wasn't budging.

“Well, mister high and mighty power armor, a benefactor type of our cause had some of his property run off this way and we were wondering if your folk had seen anything.”

Property they call him, slavers are one of the many stains that popped up after the mega spells dropped and well, I'd revel in the day they washed away.

“I'm sorry but we haven't seen any slaves coming this way so I'd suggest you move on.” I puffed myself up a little bit more to increase my intimidating stance making some of the slavers back a bit but not the unicorn or griffon.

“Now I'm afraid thing's just don't work like that so you'd better move aside and let us search less my friend here Catrina will force the slave out in a more shall we say, destructive manner."

This didn't scare me. I mean I knew if I got hold of the griffon I could crush her skull pretty easily but I didn't want to risk not complying and end up getting civilians killed.

Stepping aside the wagon rolled into town passing me, and letting me get a good look at the slaves most of them we're adults but there we're children on board too, pegasi but still a grey one and a white one chatting as if nothing around them mattered.

It took most of my resolve to not just kill the slavers right then instead I let them search the town ransacking buildings a fellow guard almost stepped in but was stopped by a silent hoof on their shoulder.

This went on for about 10 minutes but it felt like 10 years until the leader once again approached me.

“Well tin can it seems you were right he isn't here, however, I'm not living empty hoofed.” I knew what the fiend was getting at as she twirled a revolver around in her magic, she wanted me.

“And how do you expect to enslave me?” honestly it was a bold thing for her to suggest but I had a feeling I knew her plan.

"Well you stepped aside when I threatened the town before so I'm gonna play that card again, you come with us willingly or we burn this dump to the ground." I complied

“I won't remove this armor.” If I was going into what was likely gonna end up being a combat area I was gonna be prepared.

“Not a problem, we have ways to deal with that issue.“ and so with that line she motions for the leave and I silently left chains over my armored hooves.

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Root found a note a few weeks back over in Hoofington just before I was about to leave, all that war stuffs going on and I despite wanting to help needed to move on, but hey at least Security made a nice speech kinda wish I was there in person to see it but instead I was stuck listing to it over the radio while scavenging thank stable tech for pit bugs i don't care if its pony tech its still really useful.

That's when Root found the note it said something about a company in Caldonia, Cerberus, a cybernetics company, and so that's where I'm heading. I'm a few miles from the equestrian Caledonia border, and should reach it by nightfall if I'm correct.

*distant gunfire*

I took cover behind a nearby piece of ruins, it appeared to be a destroyed house on the outskirts of some prewar pony town.

Looking out towards where the muzzle flashes and gunshots were ringing out from.

“Raiders perhaps but who's the one getting beaten in their chaps?” peering around the rubble to get a better look I saw just what was happening.

Slavers and NCR battling it out most likely over the slaves, the NCR we're wounded three down and two injured but holding their ground.

I went to try and help their wounded getting a brief look from the one NCR to my left before he asked me a question and went back to shooting living me to my work.

"What's your name?" the question briefly caught me off guard but I answered through my work on the groaning pony in front of me.

"Berri." I said quickly without getting an answer back. I went to work.

I'd stabilized the two ponies closest to me, one an earth pony mare with a white coat and blue mane and the other a red-coated earth pony like the former.

I went to take care of the third pony but I was too slow the shot rang outgoing past me into their head, we were surrounded and while the others were too weak to keep fighting I gave it a shot.

Root bit the hoof of one slaver as I smacked his face in with the butt end of my rifle and left him to Root who started clawing on his face, he was a good dog.

I was gonna take a shot at another slaver but getting tackled by the rest prevented that thought from becoming a reality.

They muzzled Root and put him in a cage. I was instead shackled and escorted to my cage.

After a few hours of travel, we finally stopped at the water's edge to see another two wagons of slaves and… was that a slave in power armor.

If I'd been given time I would have pondered the sight for longer but I was forced forward towards the even more perplexing and aw commanding sight of a ship.

We were going across the ocean.

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And that's how this merry band of fuckers ended up together, in the same place, on a ship. Welcome to Fallout Equestria distant lands.

Author's Note

edited by: SketchyRivet and others