Outside. Leaving the Stable wasn't something Gearshift had ever processed in his wildest dreams before. But here he was, standing in the entrance of the cave where his home was, the Stable in the distance behind him. His body tingled with a mix of excitement and uncertainty, sending a shudder up his spine and resulting in a less than ideal sound coming from him. The shudder got a chuckle from someone to his left and upon turning he saw Steel Tip looking back at him.

"Everything okay, Gear?" Steel Tip asked.

"Yeah, I'm okay, just getting the jitters out." Gearshift answered.

"Is that what that sound was?" Candy Cane asked from the other side of him.

"This..... this is what our home is now." Gearshift said, the reality of their surroundings hitting him all at once.

As the rest of the group got to the opening, they all took in their first look of what Equestria now was.

The dimly lit sky was the first factor that presented itself. Dark clouds covered the sky, enhancing the dark hues of the ground below. The ground itself was equally as dark, dead trees and plants scattered the ground in various areas around the landscape. A soft breeze blew through, everyone's manes blowing gently as a result. The Equestrian Wasteland was the complete opposite of the safety and comfort of Stable 54, with the dark and dismal outdoors replacing the metallic walls and long corridors. The calming words of the Overmare's morning announcements were no more in the outside world.

Gearshift looked around at the immediate area around the cave entrance the group were standing in, taking in a lungfull of the outside air. The air felt different as it caressed his nostrils, it felt sharper and more intense compared to the filtered air in the Stable. Lifting up his foreleg, he checked the glowing green screen of his PipBuck, the green glow illuminating his face and getting the attention of the group. Forming a small huddle around him, they all looked at the screen and the map that was displayed.

"Going off the PipBuck map, we need to head in this direction." Gearshift said, pointing east, the compass labels on the map backing up his words. All taking a moment to compose themselves, each of them nodding when ready, Gearshift took the first few steps out of the cave and out into the Equestrian Wasteland. His hooves felt heavy as boulders, each step taking an age. After five or six steps, he turned to look back at the group.

The six of them were close behind him, each taking in their new surroundings in their own way, whether it was looking up at the darkened sky or staring at the rough ground beneath their hooves.

Gearshift's eyes were focused on his PipBuck, following the map on the screen in the direction of the Trottingham Research Laboratories. His eyes were so focused that he would occasionally stumble over cracks in the ground and rocks on top of it. Continuing to watch the map, leading the group for a good few minutes, something caught his eye, a symbol on the screen of his PipBuck. The symbol showed that of a town, the symbol had a label beneath with the name of the town displayed.

Trottingham

The town was located between the group and the laboratories on the far side. The town itself was still a good walk away but the determination would see them through in the long run.

As he picked up his gaze from the screen of his PipBuck and took in the surrounding area, it all looked just like the stories he'd been told. Even if those stories were only told to scare little colts and fillies into doing as they were told or eating their vegetables. The one thing that wasn't mentioned in said stories, however, was how bland it all was. Hopeless was the word that stuck out the most. The memories of those stories passed through his mind as he walked, glancing around at his surroundings and then at the others.

"We just have to pass through Trottingham itself and TRL is on the other side." Gearshift said, pointing ahead of them in the direction they were heading. The group all followed his hoof, looking into the distance.

"How far away is the town, anyway?" Steel Tip asked, peering at Gearshift's PipBuck.

"It says here it will be at least an hour." Gearshift answered. "So we better get a move on."

"An hour?!" Lavender Blossom exclaimed.

"Gear's right. We need to get moving." Fresh Canvas said, looking at him with a nod.

With very little further complaining, the group continued their walk through the Wasteland. The breeze picked up slightly, blowing through the group, causing a shiver from a couple of them. Besides that, the weather didn't cause any more issues for them.

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As time passed by and their journey continued, the town of Trottingham gradually appeared on the horizon, much to Gearshift's relief. The town was exactly where the map said it was, but there was something else. A yellow blinking dot on the PipBuck's Eyes Forward Sparkle had made itself present a short way ahead of them.

"Hey, you guys see that?" he asked, stopping in his tracks and looking at his map more intensely, causing the others to stop and look at their own PipBucks. The blinking dot, sure enough, was present on all of their screens.

"What is that?" Tulip asked, uncertain about the blinking light.

"Keep your eyes open, we don't know what is out here. If anyone sees anything let us know." Gearshift said, picking his head up once again.

The group would continue walking, all looking around for whatever the source of the yellow dot could be. The dot would gradually get closer to them the further that they walked and eventually would be near enough beside them. Briefly stopping, the group looked around. The search of the area didn't take them long as the source soon revealed to be a living creature itself with a whimper of pain.

A mare's whimper of pain.

Turning in the direction of the whimpering, the group caught sight of a unicorn mare laying against a thick, but dead, tree holding onto her leg. She had a rather nasty looking gash on her leg, accompanied with the fact that she only had a small saddlebag with her. Her feint blue fur was muddied and dishevelled and her yellow mane looked all out of sorts.

"Hey, she looks hurt." Snowball said, pointing towards her.

"We should help her." Tulip added, the two beginning to walk towards the injured mare.

Gearshift watched as they walked towards her, briefly checking his things to see if he had any medical supplies. His gaze quickly came back up to the mare, who saw the duo approaching and shook her head, then flicked to the surrounding mounds of dirt and large rocks that were close to the tree - that were big enough for someone to hide behind. His eyes went wide and he quickly bolted forward towards Tulip and Snowball, trying to stop them from reaching the mare.

"Snow! Tulip! Wai-!" Gearshift called out before the figure of a pony stepped out from behind the tree. As the pony moved into Gearshift's line of sight, their features became visual. A unicorn stallion with a muscular build stood before them, his dirty brown coat covered by a black jacket shrewdly cobbled together by some bits and pieces of fabric. It only took a few seconds for Gearshift to note the details but the main one was impossible to miss, in his magical grasp was a nasty looking shotgun. With one rack of the weapon, Tulip and Snowball froze in place, almost colliding with one another as they tried to back away.

"Ah ah ah. I don't think so." The stallion said, aiming the muzzle of the weapon at the two of them.

"No!" Fresh Canvas yelled, seeing the two mares in danger. He was about to rush in to help the pair but the click of a pistol on the back of his neck soon put an end to that. He froze in place, not able to see who was behind him.

Quickly turning to face him, Gearshift saw the pistol's owner. A dark green earth pony mare, holding the pistol between her teeth. But this pair were not the only ones to brandish a weapon as another three ponies stepped out from their respective hiding spots, although Gearshift could only see two of them.

"Move n' you're dead, y'hear?" A mare said from behind him with a sadistic giggle as the blade of a machete came around the back of him in a red magical glow, the tip of which gently pressed on the side of his neck, a small cut forming and a few drops of blood rolling out, making him wince in pain.

The two ponies he could see were two stallions ahead of him, an earth pony and a unicorn, the unicorn pointing a shotgun at Lavender Blossom and Candy Cane whilst the earth pony held his pistol up at Steel Tip.

"Now what do we have here?" The muscular unicorn said with a grin on his gritty looking face, his yellowed teeth visible for the whole group to see.

"Looks like fresh meat to me!" The machete wielding mare said, laughing maniacally before a glare from the stallion shut her up.

"As I was sayin', you folks wandered into the wrong patch o' land. Now what say y'all just empty out your bags and then we'll be on our way." The stallion continued.

"Come on, Crush, can't we just kill 'em and take their stuff?" The mare asked. "I'm itching to gut somethin!"

"I'd like to keep my insides on the inside of that's alright with you." Gearshift commented.

"Well then, if you just tell your posse here to drop their things we won't have a problem we?" The other stallion levitating a shotgun said, taking a step closer to Lavender Blossom and Candy Cane with a sadistic grin.

"Yeah, drop em!" The mare repeated.

"Chamber! Switch Blade!" Crush suddenly snapped, addressing the stallion and mare respectively. "I swear for the love of all that is holy in this forsaken Wasteland, if you two don't stop cutting in when I'm talking I will gut you fuckers along with em! Do you understand me?!" he boomed, almost making the pair drop their weapons in shock from being yelled at, his charismatic farmland accent vanishing to a commanding voice of power and authority.

The pair both nodded their heads as the Stable Ponies all looked at one another.

Composing himself, Crush placed a hoof on the injured mare, his yellow grin returning. The mare herself winced as he touched her, her leg looking worse by the second. It didn't help matters when he placed said hoof on her injured leg and pressed down on it, making her let out a yelp of pain.

"Clock's ticking." Crush said, pressing down again.

The mare cried out in pain once more and Gearshift held up a hoof.

"Stop. Stop!" He exclaimed, Crush taking his leg off her as a result.

"Chop chop. Empty your things or her leg comes off with a swing of that there machete." Crush said, gesturing Switch Blade to move over to him. The unicorn moved out from behind Gearshift, running her hoof along his neck to get the blood off him. This allowed Gearshift to finally get a good look at the mare who had held him at knife point for the past few minutes. Her coat was a dark and more soot and dust covered shade of red than the glow enveloping the machete and her mane and tail with the same shade of dark brown as the ground they were standing on.

"Like what you see?" She asked, her eye twitching not helping her case.

"Why of course, you look ravishing." Gearshift said, about as sarcastic one could be without flat out saying no.

"I'm getting Impatient." Crush said, glaring at the group and waving his shotgun around with intention to use it.

The group all looked towards Gearshift, who nodded his head and slowly pulled off his saddlebags, the rest of the group slowly began to do the same. Weapons remained trained on them as they reach took off their bags.

Once they were on the ground, Crush stepped forward to look at their bags.

"Open them. I want to see what new toys I'm going to have." he said with a chuckle. One by one the group went down the line, opening up their bags to show what they had. Whether it was canned food, water or spare clothing, it was all on show for Crush and his lackies to split between them.

"This is all we have." Gearshift said, looking at their bags.

"It's the truth. Please just don't hurt us." Candy Cane said, trembling in fear, Gearshift putting his hoof on her to try to calm her.

"I'm not gonna hurt y'all, little lady, you gave me what I wanted so there won't be no consequences." Crush said, lowering his weapon. As Crush moved his way down the lines of bags, he began to pull out things from each bag that he found important enough to keep for himself, only leaving scraps or things he didn't have room to carry. That was until he got to Snowball's bag at the end of the line. His eyes fell on the bandages and medical supplies as well as the small amount of food too. A hungry look in his eyes formed and he used his hoof to scoop them out. One could almost see a look of joy brewing, whatever twisted and deranged view of joy that was was a different matter. That all changed with a yelp, followed by the sound of a body hitting the ground with a thud.

All attention turned to the pair behind Crush, Switch Blade and the injured mare, looking on in shock and disbelief. Switch Blade was on the ground, the machete jammed in her neck and her blood splattered onto the injured mare's muzzle.

"You BITCH!" Crush yelled, sweeping up his shotgun and bringing it up towards her eye level.

Without a moment's hesitation, Gearshift rushed forward and jumped onto Crush's back, wrapping his forelegs around his neck. Before the other weapon wielding ponies could react, they were also descended upon.

Fresh Canvas dropped low, sweeping the earth pony mare's legs out from under her, knocking her onto her back.

Steel Tip lunged forward and tackled the earth pony stallion before he could react, the two scrambling on the ground.

Chamber turned, seeing his own group quickly being overpowered. He froze in shock for long enough to give Lavender Blossom and Candy Cane a chance to get in close and knock him backwards, causing his magic to falter and him dropping the shotgun.

Gearshift tightly squeezed his hooves against Crush's neck, trying to choke him out as quickly as possible. The muscular stallion used his magic to spin the shotgun in an attempt to blow the earth pony away but Gearshift's back legs swung around to connect with the weapon and kick it away from his head just as the trigger was pulled and it fired. The shot cracked through the air, missing him by inches and leaving a sharp and uncomfortable ringing sound in Gearshift's ears, dazing him momentarily. This gave Crush a chance to throw Gearshift over his shoulder and onto the ground, as much as Gearshift tried to hold onto him. His back slammed into the stone ground and had Gearshift's adrenaline not kicked in, he wouldn't have seen the butt of the shotgun coming down. He rolled sideways and quickly pulled himself up to his hooves, rushing at Crush once again.

Crush attempted to rack the shotgun and chamber in another shell but Gearshift got to him before the shell was fully chambered, giving him a punch to the jaw for his troubles. His physique didn't stop him from feeling pain and he visibly winced. Gearshift reached back onto his belt, pulling out his security baton and gave an almighty swing. The baton connected with Crush's jaw and the sound of his jaw bone crunching followed, followed itself by a yell of pain. Crush clutched his jaw and his magic faded, the shotgun clattering to the ground. Swing after swing of the baton followed, each connecting and doing more damage than the one that proceeded it.

Eventually, Crush hit the ground, writhing in pain from his now broken jaw. Gearshift's eyes then met his discarded weapon. Dropping his baton to the floor, he picked up the shotgun whilst balancing it between his teeth and a hoof. Turning back around towards Crush, who was still writhing on the ground, Gearshift managed to place his hoof on the slide of the shotgun and pull it back, but the weapon did not rack. A pink glow would then enveloped the shotgun and pull it away from Gearshift and before he could react it was racked, aimed and then fired, chunks of Crush's head went everywhere, blood and small chunks of brain hitting Gearshift and making him stagger back in surprise and fall onto his side. The ringing came back once more, making him clutch his temples in discomfort as she he tried to shake away the sound. The ringing was so severe for his senses that he emptied the contents of his stomach onto the ground a few yards in front of him and gradually blacked out, his surroundings going dark.

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Eventually coming to, Gearshift slowly opened his eyes. His vision took a few moments to adjust as he slowly sat up, only to have a pair of hooves softly take hold of him.

"Hey, hey, hey. Not so quickly now." Candy Cane said from his right side. As her eyes met Gearshift's, he could only see the color of her coat as his eyes adjusted to his surroundings and the mare sitting in front of him.

"What happened? I-Is everyone okay?" Gearshift asked, his body still trying to stand up even though his brain didn't want to go anywhere.

"Everyone is fine, you don't need to worry." Candy Cane answered, keeping him seated to give him time to recover. Gently turning his head to the left, as his vision finally cleared up, he saw the group sitting next to the tree. Snowball and Tulip were helping out the mare with her leg, bandaging it up and fixing it up with the medical supplies in Snowball's bag.

Turning his head slightly, he saw Steel Tip walking over to him as Lavender Blossom and Fresh Canvas went through the now dead ponies' things to gather what they could.

"How's he doing?" Steel Tip asked.

"He should be okay." Candy Cane nodded, gently tapping Gearshift's shoulder in reassurance.

"We should get moving soon. We don't want to get caught out by another group like those guys."

"You're right. I'll help Gearshift up and grab our things then we can get going. Is Primrose ready to go?"

"Who?" Gearshift chimed in, looking between the pair.

Candy Cane pointed towards the injured mare, who they had helped, revealing that was her name.

"Primrose, that's her name. Whilst you were having a nap she introduced herself to us." she said.

Finally being strong enough to get up, his body and brain in unison, Gearshift got to his hooves and walked over to Primrose as her makeshift medical appointment was finished up.

"How are you feeling, miss Primrose?" Gearshift asked, as he approached her.

"I'm doing much better now, thanks to all of you." Primrose answered, looking at him. "If you hadn't sprung into action when you had I'd be meeting my maker right about now."

"We couldn't just sit there and let him kill you." Gearshift said, looking at her wrapped up leg.

"I can't thank you all enough for what you did for me."

"You would have done the same for any of us." Snowball said, packing the medical supplies back into her bag.

"Are you well enough to walk?" Steel Tip asked, observing the way her leg was bandaged and amended.

"I should be able to, I just think a good amount of sleep and letting it heal naturally will be for the best." Primrose answered, slowly pulling herself to her hooves, with Tulip's aid. With a gentle smile, she looked amongst the group as Lavender Blossom and Fresh Canvas finished up their scavenging and joined up with them again. They had managed to gather up both shotguns with 8 shots between them as well as the two pistols with a few bullets inside. The machete wasn't going anywhere, still lodged in Switch Blade's neck and wedged there with both gore and bone keeping it in place. They had all been carrying bottle caps, which Fresh Canvas had decided to keep hold of just in case. Grabbing their bags, the group set out, focusing their attention on Trottingham and in turn TRL.

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Half an hour or so had passed by as the group walked towards the distant town, watching as it gradually got closer to them, the bodies of the raider ponies getting further away. They filled Gearshift in on what had happen whilst he was out cold and how they dealt with the raiders. The supplies that they were carrying would provide more firepower to the group and aid in keeping more lethal travellers at bay should the need arise. Although the journey was pretty straight forward as they headed for Trottingham, the outskirts of the town eventually becoming visible.

The town looked as though it was walled off from the rest of the Wasteland, with one way in in the shape of an entryway. The group continued on towards the entrance, gradually taking in the material of the outside walls. It looked as though they were made of slabs of sheet metal and recycled aluminum. Approaching the entryway, they paused before going in unsure what to do upon going inside.

Their hesitation got them a few looks of concern and interest from several of the ponies standing near the entryway. It didn't take them long to be coaxed in, Gearshift taking the lead and stepping into the town. Looking around, he noticed the homes within the town. Small houses made out of similar materials of the outer walls as well as older materials that had somehow survived for all this time. The inhabitants of which went about their days, walking around the town as well as trading, buying and selling goods and various stalls in the immediate vicinity.

A small smile began to make its way onto Gearshift's face as he walked, the group following on behind him. His eyes continued to scan the surroundings before something caught his eye, no, someone. The creature a short way ahead of him did not look like any pony he had seen back home in Stable 54, the all black furless exterior, bent horn and jagged looking ears. The creature's dark purple non-reflective eyes seemed enticing in a way, Gearshift only then noticing the fangs pertruding from the creature's mouth. His eyes then fell on the insect like wings, different from any pegasus he'd seen in his books in the stable. His dumbfounded look was clearly much more obvious than he realised as when the creature turned towards him she couldn't help but giggle, seeing him standing there looking at her.

"Gear, what's up? You look like you've seen a ghost." Steel Tip asked, waving a hoof in front of his face. Turning his head to follow his line of sight, he also saw the creature and shared the same expression on his face.

One by one, the others all looked towards her as she began to make her way over towards them.

"Is there something I can help you with?" She asked, looking amongst the group. Her voice seemed... different in some way that Gearshift couldn't quite put his hoof on. Shaking himself out of his daze, he cleared his throat and straightened up.

"Uh, yes ma'am. I'm sorry for staring, it's just that I've never seen a creature like you before." Gearshift answered.

"You're not from around here are you?" She asked, looking amongst the group and taking note of their matching blue and yellow attire.

"No ma'am. No we're not." Gearshift answered with a shake of his head.

"That shows in your reaction. Definitely never seen a changeling before, have you?"

"A change- what now?" Fresh Canvas asked, giving her a up and down look with his eyes.

"A changeling." She repeated. "But please, where are my manners? I'm Enigma."

"A pleasure to meet you, miss Enigma. I'm Gearshift." Gearshift introduced before gesturing to his friends. "This is Fresh Canvas, Steel Tip, Candy Cane, Snowball, Lavender Blossom, Tulip and Primrose."

"It's lovely to meet you all." Enigma responded, keeping the pleasant smile on her face. "Well now that you're here, I should probably take you to see miss Morningstar."

"Miss Morningstar?" Gearshift asked.

"She's like our town's mayor, for lack of a better term." Enigma explained. "Come on."

As Enigma began walking, the Stable Ponies all looked at one another as if unsure what action to take.

"What do we do?" Tulip asked, looking between the group, sharing the same uncertain look on her face as Snowball had.

"She might know how to get to the laboratories." Candy Cane said.

"If she doesn't, maybe this Morningstar will." Lavender Blossom said.

"Don't dawdle now." Enigma called to them.

"Coming." Gearshift called back, looking back at the others as they all began to follow her through the streets of the town. As they walked, he took in more of their surroundings. In turn, he noticed more of the same creatures as Enigma, the changelings, talking with ponies and visiting different shops and stalls.

"Looks like she's not the only one." Fresh Canvas said as they eventually caught up to Enigma.

Enigma led them further into the centre of town. Passing through the main square, the group were surrounded by even more buildings, shops and stalls than the area near the entryway. Turning through the square, Enigma pointed towards a larger building at the end of the street. It was one of the only buildings made out of stone that they had seen whilst walking, although it looked older than any other building that they'd seen. Making their way towards it, the size of the building became apparent the closer that they got to it.

"I guess size really does matter." Lavender Blossom said, looking up at the building.

"Size isn't everything." Fresh Canvas said.

"Suuuure it isn't." Lavender Blossom said.

"Now now, let's keep it above the belt." Gearshift smirked. "Unless you two need some time alone." He teased, getting multiple jabs in his side in the process. As their small talk subsided, they arrived at the large building.

"Here we are, Horseshoe Hall." Enigma said, looking at the main doors to the building. "In here is where we'll meet miss Morningstar." With a nod of the head from the group, Enigma pushed opened the door and stepped inside. Gearshift held open the door for the group as they all came through, joining them in the main entrance of the building.

The interior of the building looked slightly worse for wear compared to the outside of the building but there were still a good amount of ponies and changelings on the inside going in and out of multiple rooms. Each individual that passed by cast a glance at the group but upon seeing Enigma with them went on their way with whatever business they had to get to.

"Enigma." A voice said from nearby, getting the group's attention. Walking towards them was a grey coated unicorn mare with a curly dark brown mane and tail with a set of surprisingly well kept glasses.

"Ah, Role Call." Enigma said with a smile.

"Who are your new friends?" Role Call asked, adjusting her glasses.

"They're new in town and I'm bringing them to see miss Morningstar." Enigma answered

"I see." Role Call said, looking amongst the group. Taking in each of their appearances one by one, she nodded in approval. Stepping away from the group and looking back at Enigma, the two mares shared a smile before Role Call turned and lead the group down the hall to a room at the end of it. After knocking on the door and a short pause, a voice came from inside.

"Yes?" The voice asked.

"Miss Morningstar. It's Role Call." Role Call responded.

"I'm here too!" Enigma called.

"Come on in ladies." Morningstar said.

Pushing open the door, Role Call let the others all go in first before following them in and closing the door behind them.

Inside the room, a mare was sitting behind a desk. She had dark green fur with a black mane and tail with a few blonde streaks. This was Morningstar.

"I see we have a couple of guests. Nice to meet y'all." Morningstar said, her accent making Gearshift think back to Crush's accent and the similarities between them.

"Nice to meet you too ma'am." Snowball said.

Getting introductions out of the way, Morningstar looked between the group with a smile.

"So, what brings you to Trottingham?" she asked.

"We're trying to get to Trottingham Research Laboratories ma'am." Gearshift answered promptly. "We've been tasked to locate and retrieve a power core to keep our Stable operational."

"I was wonderin why y'all were wearing the same outfits."

"That's right, ma'am, residents of Stable 54."

"I understand. Well I'll do what I can to help you out in your mission. But I do have to say, I've not heard of anyone heading out there for a long time now."

"E-Excuse me ma'am, if I could just interject, are there any medical areas or infirmaries you may have?" Snowball asked. "Primrose has a bad looking leg injury, I've done what I can to bandage her up but without proper medical potions and healing medicines, I fear her leg may not heal properly."

Hearing her words, Morningstar cast her eyes down towards Primrose's bandaged leg.

"I see. Role Call." Morningstar addressed.

"Yes ma'am?" Role Call answered.

"Take miss Primrose here to Suture Seam. See what he can do about her leg."

"Of course ma'am."

"Enigma." Morningstar then turned her attention.

"Yes ma'am?" Enigma said.

"Go and find Deputy Butch, he knows the area towards the labs better than almost anyone here." Morningstar instructed.

"Got it." Enigma nodded.

With that, Role Call, Enigma and Primrose made their way out of the room, leaving Morningstar and the Stable Ponies in the room together.

"Now then, before you all get on your way I advise you listen to what Butch has to say. Once Enigma brings him back you can discuss the details but until then I have a favor to ask of you." Morningstar said.

"What can we do for you ma'am?" Gearshift asked.

Walking over to the group, Morningstar smiled at them once again. "I'd like to hear about your Stable situation. Plus I would like you to help out Butch with a job he has been taking on by himself for a while. It shouldn't take too long but it would mean a great deal to both him and myself if he got the help."

Gearshift glanced at the group, having brief second thoughts about it. However, understanding that they were being helped out, it was the right thing to do and help out Morningstar in return. Nodding his head, they all nodded in response. Looking back at Morningstar, Gearshift matched her smile.

"Where do we start?"

Author's Note

Greetings Wasteland Travellers!!

I'm so so sorry for the extended wait for Chapter 2. I have been going through the ringer recently with a lot of personal stuff but I will make sure to keep up as many chapters as I can.

Give your feedback down below and I hope you're looking forward to when Chapter 3 drops.

Plus if you want any side stories outside of Fallout in the meantime I'd be happy to make those too.

Fly High Everyone!