Author's Note

Hello everyone. Sean Mallon here.

Just to let you guys know, that this is the first chapter of my first story.

And as such, please let me know in the comments below how I'm doing. Constructive Criticism is always welcomed and as such, it will make me a better writer.

Besides, I always wanted to write a FALLOUT: Equestria inspired story.

Introduction: War... War Never Changes

War... War Never Changes...

10 years have passed since LittlePip had left the confines of Stable 2.

Her adventures were legendary. And as time went on, the other stables opened its doors to the wastes. The last of which, was Stable 44.

It was here that a young pegasus colt by the name of Silvermane got ready for an adventure of a lifetime. As he prepares his saddlebags, he realized that things were about to change. He checks his Pipbuck 3000 again and again as he used his magic to grab the 10mm handgun from off the table.

The Overmare looked on in silence. She was worried that she’ll never see her friend again. As Silvermane cocked the handgun, the Overmare cringed at the sound. Not knowing what lies ahead for her friend.

“Silvermane, are you sure you want to do this?” the Overmare asked for the third time. “Yes my friend. I’m 100% sure. Now stop worrying will you. Everything will be fine. It turned out well for LittlePip, Didn’t it?” Silverman responded.

The Overmare gave a slight nod and finally a smile could be seen appearing across the old mares muzzle.

“Well anyway. When I heard about the other stables opening up, we couldn’t stay hidden behind the stable doors forever. Now could we?” The Overmare asked. Her smile betrays a small hint of concern and worry.

“Well, if it worked for LittlePip right?” He said, as he finished packing. He turned to look at the grizzled features of the older pony. “Well, it’s time for me to go.” he said as he holstered his gun. “Now you remember, if you’re ever in this part of Equestria again, stop by. Stable 44 is always home to you. Besides, those who chose to stay here in the Stable will miss you greatly.” the Overmare said. Not knowing weather to cry or push the black and white pegasus out the stable door.

“I will always remember you all.” he said as he turned to see the ponies that the Overmare had mentioned.

A couple of minutes later, he was facing the stable door. The foreboding gear as it was known by the ponies of Vault 44. He can see the Overmare at the door control panel. Waiting for the signal for her to open the door. “Time to see what happened to the world outside.” he said as he motioned to the Overmare. The Overmare pulled the lever and the big piston moved into position. Then suddenly, there was a high pitched noise as the gearlike door moved out of the way, revealing the outside world.

Silvermane hesitated for a single moment as the thoughts in his mind began to swirl inside his head. He turned to look at the Overmare, her eyes wide with hope. She nodded to her friend as if to say Go For It. Silvermane then realized that things were going to change. Weather or not he was ready for it.

So, as Silvermane took his first steps outside the stable door, he realized that his confidence grew. With each step, he sped up. One step after another and he finally saw that it had begun. He turned to see the Overmare one last time as the door to the stable closed behind him.

Now, he thought, the adventure begins.