Fallout Equestria: A Wastelander Tale

Fallout Equestria: A Wastelander Tale, Chapter Sixty Eight

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"It's been a day over a fucking week." Molo informed me of how long it had been as she helped me recover my guns. "And those Celestia damn bitches just sat on their hooves doing nothing!"

"Well, it's not like they could rush in and do anything without massive loss of life." Shrimp explained as he loaded the crates of bailfire egg into the back of the motor wagon.

"Ya ya, but we still got in!" Molo argued.

Cauterize tossed the dented multi-baelfire egg launcher in the trunk. "We got in because nopony expected a fucking Chrysalis Moters 3000c to drive into their base and jump a mound right into their bosses chamber. Thanks for the directions and the wagon, by the way."

Shrimp physically shivered. "I know the Duke is going to kill me for this, just look at all the scratches on the paint job."

Noise of ponies rushing to the room quickly got louder and we knew it was time to go.

Jumping into the back seat of the 3000c, Cauterize got in the driver's seat and turned on the engine.

"So, why are we taking all the explosive eggs?" Molo asked as she tossed a few fire bombs at the doorway to buy us time.

But the fire did nothing as the heavily armored form of Charcoal leapt through, his massive flamers leaking burning fuel on the ground. Cauterize wasted no time turning the car around to get out, finally letting the dead body of Short Fuse fall. As we sped out through the hole in the wall, the painful and angered howl of the Smelter could be heard over the roar of the engine.

The landing was rough, and I almost fell out if not for Shrimp catching me.

"We're blowing their ammo stockpile!" I explained, and pointed to my target. "over there!"

Cauterize made sure to hit a pony as we swerved to the bunker, all while Molo fired wildly, keeping heads down. He was right about nopony expecting this moter wagon, as confused soldiers scattered out of the way. But I knew it wouldn't last long, not with Grinder still alive.

Skidding to a stop, I hopped out immediately and ran into the bunker. Inside a rather pissed off mare stood holding the leash of the hound I left inside. She drew her rifle, but I was faster with my revolver draw, and I blew several chunks out of her before she got her iron sights on me.

As the smoke from the big iron dissipated, I saw the hound whimpering from the sound as it looked at me in confusion. "Get the fuck out, git!" I yelled at the hound, and it ran out with its tail between its legs.

Molo jumped in, and whistled. "Oh, me likely!"

"No time, get the bailfire eggs in here!" I told her.

My friend then laughed. "Oh this is going to be glorious. And I know how to make it better."

She ran back up, and soon gunfire erupted outside, but before I could join them, Shrimp pushed a crate in. "Don't worry, the 3000c is all steal, so unless they bring out the big guns, it's good cover. Oh, and it used an older engine, so no exploding."

"Good to know." I said opening the crate. This one was only half full with six eggs, but half was better than none. "Shrimp, can you place these all around, we need to make sure everything is destroyed. I'll get the other crate."

He saluted and grabbed an egg.

Rushing up, I drew my IF-64, and found Cauterize and Molo trading lead with Grinder's forces. Aiming through my night scope, I took out one that was about to throw a fire bomb.

"Thanks, Lottery, but we got this!" Cauterize shouted over the gunfire. "Just finished what your doing so that we can get the fuck out of here. We only got a few minutes before we're overwhelmed!"

Molo kicked the other case of Bailfire eggs to me, and tossed me a bundled up mess of bombs with a cooking timer on it. "Take that, wined it up and fucking run!"

Nodding, I pushed the crate into the bunker, almost knocking Shrimp over. We didn't say anything, just open the crate and put the eggs wherever they would do the most damage. Lastly, on top of one egg, I put the time bomb and winded it all the way. The ticking sound louder than it should be, but it could have been just me.

Before we ran out, everything shook, and upon exiting I saw six small mushroom clouds far past the moter wagon. Molo was wielding the multi-baelfire egg launcher, a crazed look on her face.

"Awesome!" She said before tossing the gun into the bunker. "Alright let's go!"

Jumping into the driver's seat, somehow the 3000c still worked, even when riddled with holes.

"Wait!" I said and quickly dashed to my beardly hidden loot, and threw it into the wagons trunk, then jumped into the back seat. "Go!"

Shrimp and Molo looked at me with an eyebrow cocked each. I was sure the changeling shape shifted himself one to just do that. "What, there was something good inside I wanted to keep."

Molo laughed. "Good to know you're doing alright."

"I'm not!" I shouted, but quickly calmed myself down. "I'm… not."

"But you will be, I'll make sure of it." She then told me.

The wagon swerved as troops blocked our exit. "Fuck! Any other way out, bug?" Cauterize asked.

"Other side of the base, there's another exit." Shrimp told him.

"Fucking grate, lets hope this thing last that long." Cauterize said as he ran over a solder.

"Ohhh, fuck!" Molo yelled right before an armored Smelter laned on the hood, denting it and causing Cauterize to swerve and crash.

I was getting sick and tired of my vision getting fuzzy, and wanted it to all stop. Opening the wagon's door and stepping out, something big and heavy hit me, sending me flying into a wall.

"All of our hard work, and wasted because of ponies like you!" Charcoal said through labored breath. His twin flamers roared to life, engulfing the 3000c in fire. The fire passing through the metal and lighting up the materials inside. "Only the purity of flame can fix this disgrace!"

Fortunately I didn't see any of my friends inside the motor wagon, but now Charcoal stopped and aimed at me.

"Over here ya fucking spazing cuck!" Cauterize shouted.

I could feel the hatred in the Smelter's voice as he yelled. "A traitor through and through. We should have sacrificed you to the flame, and sanctified the branding ritual with your ashes. Then she could have risen higher than before!"

Cauterize didn't look amused, more bothered. "Oh put a lid on it, we both know you wanted to fuck her, ya sniveling cunt! But ya never did, did you? Oh she rather fuck her own father then ever fuck you. By Celestia, I had a better chance at fucking her then you!"

"She… loved… me! SHE LOVED ME!" Charcoal screamed, and let out a stream of fire, engulfing Cauterize.

"No!" I said in shock. But quickly became confused as it did nothing. Cauterize just standing there like it was nothing.

The flamers soon ran out Cauterize stood there, his surrounding burning, but he was not.

"How?" A panicked sounding Charcoal said.

Cauterize smiled. "Because the grate flame rejected you, just as Short Fuse rejected you!"

A deep guttural scream erupted from Charcoal, and then he charged. But before he reached Cauterize, a hail of led shammed into and through Charcoal, ripping him to shreds. Then from behind a bunch of junk, Molo and… Cauterize stepped out?

The pony who survived the fire was then engulfed in green flames, in which Shrimp was now in his place.

Confused, I babbled out. "But, how… just, how?"

Shrimp rushed over and passed me a healing potion. "Charcoal was using one of Redeye's bypass flamers, so I just made myself something it was not meant to burn." He lifted up a hoof and shape shifted it into wood. "The Duke was prepared for fighting Redeye if the day ever came."

"And what you said to him?" I asked.

The changing looked a bit embarrassed. "Well, we keep tabs on everypony. And the Smelters were big shot up until recently."

"But even that gave me the chills, though I was having an out of body experience watching you." Cauterize said as he trotted over, then stopped to look at the 3000c. "But can't say the same for our ride." Though the wagon looked fine on the outside, black smoke was seeping from under the hood and only getting thicker. "Any other ways out we can use?"

Shrimp buzzed his wings and flew up a little, scratching his chin in thought. "Maybe if we go to the cliffs, you can climb down, or-" he froze for a second and then yelled as he dove at me. "Get down!"

I was knocked back as a roar of gunshots blasted through the wall and rained down around us. Time seemed to slow down as I watched Shrimp get torn to peace, each hit etching into my mind.

For a moment I laid there, dust obscuring my vision, but as it began to clear, I quickly pushed myself back up. Rolling to cover, I looked around, hoping for good news. Molo was fortunately unharmed as she fired back from cover. Cauterize was missing a leg, and had a massive gouge across his face but he was drinking a healing potion.

But Shrimp, he was motionless not far from to me, his body broken, blood smeared around him.

Banging on my cover in frustration, I let out a pain filled scream.

"Oh, did I get one!" Grinder shouted through a megaphone. "Well just stay there, and I'll be sure to kill the rest of you!"

Peeking, I saw that Grinder was not alone, as he had a good twenty soldiers, if not more aiming down at us.

"Well, were fucked!" Cauterize said as he took out a fire bomb and pulled out its rag before drinking the contents. "Nice knowing you."

Molo laughed as she did the same. "Naw, the fireworks starts now."

There was then a bright flash of orange and green, then a rubbling that turned into a massive roaring explosion. We all had to duck down as derby came flying like missiles and a shockwave slammed into everything.

It only took but a moment, but everything was now a flaming ruin, with screaming and yelling all around us.

"Th… that was a bigger explosion then I though it would be." I said in shock.

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We had to leave Shrimp behind, I didn't want to, but there was nothing to be done about it but hope his body could be recovered. So Molo and I helped the now three legged Cauterize run, not letting Grinder have the time to recover.

Though the explosion was strong enough to shake everything, and knock ponies off their hooves, it was not enough to take all of them out. Even now the bunker glowed with an angry light as secondary explosions went off, throwing heated ammunition all through the breaking ground, and setting fires.

The explosion also had the problem of waking every soldier that had not yet gotten up, and now the place was swarming with them. Seeing them bubbled up dread and fear as memories rushed through my head as I attempted to suppress them.

"Well we're not getting out that way." Molo said as we ducked down behind a dumpster. There's got to be like over three hundred or more of them out there, no fucking wonder we weren't making much headway in the war."

"Blowing that stockpile was a good fucking idea." Cauterize said with a painful wheezing in his voice. "Even if we die, Grinder can't unfuck his base."

It would only be a matter of time before they find us, then it will happen all over again. And again, and again. I hated it but enjoyed it, and hated that I enjoyed it.

No! I never enjoy it, never. It was the cures talking, not me!

"Lottery!" Molo whispered with urgency, getting my attention. "You okay, you're looking freaked." I stared at my friend for a moment, and she began to look uncomfortable. Lifting her hooves in defeat, she said. "Okay, dumb question. But are you at least, you know, still with us?"

I nodded slowly. "For now… yes."

She cocked an eyebrow. "What do you… mean, for now?"

I spread my legs and moved my clothes to reveal the cursed tattoo. The thing was a complex desine of hearts within hearts, making two bigger hearts, with its colors shifting now and then. "It… comes and goes. I'm with you right now, but I don't know for how long."

A rage filled scowled formed on Molo's face. "Who, how many? Point me at them and they die."

I let out a light chuckle as tears began forming in my remaining eye. "Just take a guess, pick one and you won't be wrong,"

She quickly realized, I could see it on her face.

"Those bastards!" She growled as I then got another hug. "They're all going to die soon, so just hold on."

As I began to relax, more memories slammed into me. Memories of being used as a toy, their faces bending together as they used me for their twisted fetishes. It made me shake, unable to control my hooves.

So with all my strength, I slammed my hoof into the dumpster, my own bones making an audible crack.

The pain, it hurt, but it helped me focus. Helped me clear my mind. Yes my hoof now had a dent in it, and the bone in my leg now bent in the wrong way, but I wasn't remembering now.

A healing potion was shoved in my mouth as Molo reset my broken leg. "Fucking shit Lottery, get ahold of yourself." She then passed me a filly scouts canteen.

I took a deep and long drink from the canteen, the fog lifting just enough to regain control of myself. "That… no… yes I'm with you."

Molo let out a sigh. "Sorry, I should have given you that sooner."

Cauterize then cleared his throat, getting our attention. "I think they spotted us."

Looking over, my eyes met that of one of the soldiers, and before we could do anything, she ran off out of sight.

Molo offered her shoulder to the stallion, but he rejected the help. "No, you two run, I'll draw their attention." He told us.

Molo rolled her eyes. "The fuck you are, you can't go playing the hero now after all this."

"Fuck you, I do what I want." He huffed out. "Anyways if the Smelters see me, they will break ranks to get at me. It will get some of the figurative and literal heat off of you.

And with a heavy hoof thrush, he knocked Molo away and got up. "If I don't make it, just make sure you don't make fun of me to the twins about it."

"No guarantee." Molo said back.

"Bitch!" Cauterize retorted, then dashed off with a limp.

Molo clenched her teeth and got back up. "Let's go." She told me.

Grabbing my gun case, I got up and followed.

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We were forced to take shelter in the ruins of the northernmost building as a platoon descended upon us. The chaos had left them confused, but as the minutes ticked on, they got more and more organized, and it became harder and harder to avoid them.

Several gunshots wizard over our heads, the enemy soldiers making it known that they were still here and knew where we were. Other gunshots in the distance did fill me with hope that Cauterize was still alright, but it could have been still smoldering ammo going off.

Molo let out another burst of fire from her SMG's, making sure they stay back.

"Fuck, ammos almost out!" Molo groaned as she checked her magazines. "How about you?"

"Same here." I told her. "Well I should have a bunch of the 20mm, but I wad saving them for Flyright."

She clicked her tongue in frustration. "Should have grabbed a rocket launcher in that bunker, or kept the egg launcher."

We both then shared a laugh, it cut off rudely by a hail of machine gun fire that ripped apparently the wall around us, leaving nothing but our cover. Peeking out, Grinder and his ponies had caught up to us, but at least there were no Smelters, for what good that dose us.

"You can't run, and you certainly can't hide. Why don't you come out and I'll make your death quick. I'll even rape ya first, let you have some fun before you're end!" Grinder shouted through his megaphone, malic seeping from every word.

"You can go fuck yourself!" Molo yelled back, and a gunshot went off nearly hitting her.

Peeking, we were clearly surrounded, as Grinder's surviving guards and many soldiers were now with him, with guns aimed at us. The fires were already dying down, and the panicked yelling was now just a murmur. It was clear that our window of escape was gone, and only death or torment awaited us.

Molo then placed her hoof onto mine. "Lottery, It's going to be okay. We just need a bit more time."

"But it's… it's all over." I stuttered back.

She shrugged. "Maybe, but I got one more trick up my sleeve." Getting up, Molo trotted out of cover. "Hady asshole, what about you and me, hoof this shit out."

I froze in shock at this stupidity, and shut my eyes unwilling to see what happens next.

"Well since you whores aren't going anywhere, ya, I'll beat ya down for fun." Grinder responded.

"Are you mad! They're not going to let you get away even if you win!" I shouted at Molo.

She winked back at me, and padded her armored vest. "No worries, I got a plan, a good one. So promise me you won't go beating yourself up after this. I mean it, all this will be on me, not you, okay… alright?"

After a short moment, I nodded. "Okay, I won't blame myself, so just win alright."

As Molo trotted over to Grinder, the two sized each other up, with his troops forming a semi circle around them. I made sure none got close, keeping my rifle ready, though there was nowhere I could go even if I tried to run.

Grinder raises an eyebrow and chuckles in amusement. "That mane, your of the Pillow Mare brood, oh how I miss them."

She rolled her eyes at him. "We didn't miss you. If your family didn't have the power they had back then, you would have been chopped into stew and fed to your parents."

The large stallion laughed. "Right, you cutthroat whores would do that wouldn't you. Well last I heard, the Pillow Mares are no more, serve them right I say."

With a wide smile, Molo then said. "Same goes for you lot, I'll make fucking sure of that."

A wide hoof swing came at Molo, who managed to narrowly dodged it by jumping back, then bouncing forward for her own attack. With a jab, Molo connected with Grinder's chin, and followed it with an uppercut, staggering him.

But as Molo moved in for another jab, Grinder dashed forward with a headbutt that clapped loudly as he connected with my friend. She fell back, stumbling, and before she could recover, Grinder tackled her. With my friend in his hold, he lifted up Molo and slammed her back down, then repeated it two more times before letting her go. Trotting over her, Grinder pulled back a hoof to start pumping Molo, but then froze with a pained expression on his face.

After making a nut shot, a bloodied Molo rolled out from under Before Grinder could recover, and then rushed in for a kick to the back of his rear legs. This caused Grinder to buckle, giving Molo a clear shot to the back of his head.

Grinder's face hit the dirt, but didn't stay there for long, quickly pushing himself up, and with blood flowing from his nose, threw himself at Molo.

The mass of meat slammed into Molo, but my friend moved almost like water as she rolled with it, and under Grinder, quickly rolling back on all fours as the stallion rolled past her. And as Grinder pushed himself back up, he was quickly knocked back down with a kick to the face.

"This… fight is disappointing." Molo huffed. "I guess you're more used to hitting defenseless mares, then you are with ones who can fight back." She then spat out a tooth. "I've had strung out chem addicts who fight harder than this."

Struggling to get up, Grinder growled out. "Oh you think you so… fucking tough, whore." Spitting out blood and a tooth as well, he then smiled. "But it will end all the same for you."

"Maybe, but you will be dead before any of that." She responded.

Throwing himself at her once more, Grinder's movements were now slower, and more telegraphed, in which Molo danced around him. As he passed Molo with another charge, she easily tripped him, sending Grinder to the ground.

Molo then trotted on top of Grinder, and laughed loudly. "You see that, thats why to don't get cocky with a fucking raider! We know how to fight, and fight like mad mares to win!"

*BANG*

My best friend's horn shattered, causing her to fall back and over onto the ground.

"Molo!" I screamed out, but froze as a flash of light burst out in the distance between us, and when it faded, Majestic and Bandsaw were now here. The barrel of Deserted Rose, the sniper rifle Bandsaw took from Onyx, had smoke drifting up from it.

"My thoughts exactly." Bandsaw spoke up, sounding annoyed. "Which is why you're such a damn thorn in our flank, Molotov!"

I aimed my rifle at the bitch, but found myself trapped in a dark blue magical hold.

"No, no, Lottery, you stay there and watch." Bandsaw said with a malicious smile on her face." She whistled, getting the soldier's attention. "All ya hold the bitch down and give her a good time. And make sure that, Lottery can see it all!"

They looked unsure at first, but one by one they closed in on my friend. Molo attempted to fight them off, but she was clearly too disoriented to do much of anything.

"Leave her alone!" I shouted.

"Or what? What can you even do?" Bandsaw asked with an eyebrow raised and a yellow smile on her face.

"I'll… I'll… leave her alone and I'll join you." I told her.

But Bandsaw didn't look happy about that, actually she looked rather upset. "Join me, just like that? Oh, no no no. You're not allowed to give up like that. You must be broken, shattered, and then pieced back together in our image."

"Please just stop this!" I pleaded.

This put a wider smile on the damnable raiders face. "There we are, that's the face I wanted to see. Let it be known, this is all your fault. I mean, she did come here for you, and now were going to rape her to death!"

A loud groan came from Grinder as he got back up. "Not before I get in her first."

I tried to struggle, but Majestics hold was too strong.

"Don't worry!" Molo shouted out as Grinder trotted to her. "I still got this. Anyway, I doubt any of these needle dicks can make me feel anything. "

"Shut up!" Grinder yelled as he slapped Molo.

But Molo only laughed. "Harder ya fucking punk!"

Rage filled Grinder's eyes, and this time he struck Molo hard with a full on slam of his hoof.

Yet Molo didn't even let out a small sound of pain. No, she just laughed again. "Like I said, you're only strong against defenseless mares! Pathetic!"

Another slam came down, but Molo didn't give the slaver any satisfaction.

Now Bandsaw looked annoyed, and began trotting over to them. "Hay, fuck for brains, kill her after you rape her, not before. It has more impact that way!"

Grinder glared at Bandsaw, but then returned his attention back to my friend.

Molo again laughed. "Ya pussy whipped cunt! Ya see that Lottery, nothing to be afraid of here. Just a bunch of asshole cunts, needing a good ass fucking." She then shifted her body, revealing something from under her armored vest that caused Grinder to freeze. "Lottery! Remember you promised me you wouldn't blame yourself, you better keep it!"

Bandsaw stopped in her tracks, then took a step back. Grinder and his troops screamed to get away from Molo, tripping over themselves. As I realized why, time seemed to slow as Molo and I made eye contact, and she smiled.

With a bright flash of light, everything became engulfed in flames. Bandsaw was tossed back with her face on fire, slamming into Majestic and knocking her over. Grinder and many of his soldiers were trapped in the inferno, with the rest running away while on fire.

I could see her, my best friend, stand up, and move as though she was laughing, all wile she broke apart and turned to ash.

The hold on me was broken and I rushed to my friend, but the fire was too strong and I could go no closer to her than where Bandsaw laid. "Molo… why?" I whimpered out, but got no response.

A sharp pain then shot through my leg, and I looked down to see that Bandsaw had stabbed me. Her face was badly burnt, but when her eyepatch fell off, it revealed that her red crystal eye was intact. "That bitch! I'll carve her up because of you! Then after I drag you to the schoolhouse, I'm going to thoroughly break you!"

I kicked at her face, but she managed to grab my hoof and shove me to the ground. The raider then crawled on top of me, pulling the knife out from my leg, and in her magical hold she held it high in the air.

With a thundering bluer, Bandsaw was knocked away from me, and now standing above me was a burnt and bloodied Cauterize. "You just don't quit ya fucking bitch!"

Stumbling back up, she glared at us with pure insatiable hatred. "Why quit when I'll see you hung by your entrails! Look, reinforcements are already here. You're all fuck now!"

I looked back to see more troops running in, among them were heavily armored Smelters, and maddened Bailfire Fiends. But then, in the distance, flashes of explosions went off all over the base, and fires reignited themselves along with more gunfire.

Bandsaw looked confused, then concerned. "Wait… you fucking cunt! Shit, shit shit!" Dashing to a still dazed Majestic, she kicked the alicorn to get her up.

I tried to run over to stop her, but only stumbled over, where Cauterize caught me.

Glaring at us again, she hit Majestic and pointed at me. "Grab her and go!"

I felt the alicorn's magical grip hold me tight, but then let go as a shot rang out, hitting Majestic's side. A Wildcard bandit had taken the shot, thick smoke wafting from her barrel. "Ya fucks ain't taking my granddaughter again, ya'hear!" Lucky Shot shouted.

Backing up into Majestic, Bandsaw growled out, "to Mother Madam now!" And with a flash, they were gone.

Bullets whizzed overhead as Tripwire's forces rushed at us, firing their guns wildly. Running for cover, I took a shot in the flank, the bullet slamming into my armor and ricocheting off of me. Several of them were then taken out by Lucky Shot, but even she had to dive for cover as a hail of lead came for her.

"So what's the stich?" Lucky yelled at us.

"Their leadership is dead, and the launcher destroyed!" Cauterize yelled back.

"Fuck, you all were busy!" She responded before opening her jacket and pulling out a flare gun. The shot went into the air, a bright pink trail following it before exploding with a bright light that bathed everything in an eerie red light.

From the clouds above, cloudships descended, which bombs were dropped. The preceding explosion had a blue light to them as a strange feeling washed over me, making me feel heavy, lethargic, and weirdly powerless.

Among the soldiers rushing our positions, the ones with slave collars fell over or just stopped, becoming confused. But others still continued their attack, getting almost close enough to over run our position. But then they were ripped to shreds by gunfire as one of the cloudships passed over us. A pony in strange power armor had jumped out, and with two modified IF-64's welled together, unleashed a full auto ammo dump at the rest of the attackers.

Those not in a daze, and had managed to survive the attack, were now falling back, taking cover in nearby buildings.

The power armored pony, a one wing pegasus, then rushed over to us. "Lottery, thank Celestia you're alive!" Cold Trails said, worried in his voice.

Stumbling over to him, I grabbed onto the stallion, holding him tightly.

Even through his armor I could feel him shaking. "I wanted to get you day one, I-"

"Shut up!" I shouted, cutting him off. "Just… shut up."

His head moved around, and then he asked, "Where Molo?"

I pointed at the flaming crater of burning corpses, tears almost bursting from my eye.

Why did she do that? I was not worth her life, not like this. I didn't care what it cost, even if it meant reliving all this torment again, I wanted my friend! I wanted Molotov to be okay, to be alive, not this.

Holding Cold as tightly as I could, I let out my emotions in one pain filled wail.

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