Fallout Equestria: Undead Reknown

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"Alright, we're here." The dark alicorn stated, as the door slid open. Revealing a small, dimly lit room. Completely intact and unscathed. "This literally might be the cleanest place in equestria." The mare said in return.

"So, my safe is under the bed." He flipped his bed, and popped the lid off the safe with a loud 'KLINK', leaving the revolver and many pre war gold bits out on display.

He grabbed the gun, and spun the chamber, holster mind it at his side in the custom made holster from the broken safe. "Oh, and this too." He levitated out some dark blue armor. It had little blue boots, and a collar with a white moon on it.

"My mother's armor, fitted to fit me of course." He put it on piece by piece, with a few little chuckles from the mare. "Oh, and I never got your name ma'am"

"Violet," She said with a flick of her mane. "Violet Hearts." Night chuckled. "You a slut?" She stepped back and scrunched up her muzzle in disgust. "Well I never!"

"What, with a mane flick like that. And the seductive sound in your voice. It really sounds like you're a slut." She huffed and bucked him right where the sun don't shine. "Oh yeah, might wanna tell you. I've been hit there so much I can't feel it. Like every other place on my body. Now I know why I'm always boned! I just thought about that."

She stepped farther back, blushing slightly. "Excuse me, do you talk to your mother with that mouth?" Night smirked and rolled his eyes. "Yes, but do you fuck your mother with yours? Sounds like it."

"Well I've never in my life met a pony as rude as you!" She blushed heavily, again, trying to hide her face and failing to do so. "I try." he snickered silently, and continued to fondle with the holster. Making sure it was fastened firmly in position.

"Dick." She turned and trotted out the door, meeting on the other side, a total clusterfuck of slavers. Her eyes went wide, as she turned and went back into the room with the most retarded looking face ever.

Night stared her down, and gave her a strange look. "What exactly is that face?" She slid her hoof across her neck like a knife, and made a fake gag. "What..?" The clueless pony looked at her, the face slowly changing into an unforced annoyed face.

"Slavers, smartass!" She knocked him on the head with a hoof. "We're fucked!" He smirked wildly. "Well that's one way to put it..." He pushed her out of the way and took a peek out the door. Another shotgun barrel immediately shoved in his nostrils.

The slaver pony smirked as he looked Violet and Night down as though he were staring down a meal. “Looks like we got ourselves a jackpot, a smartass stallion and little mare-friend,” the slaver said as he turned his attention to the other slavers who began to laugh evilly.

The Slaver then turned back to Night with an evil grin “You two ought to fetch a nice price, now come along quietly or else things are going to get ugly”. He said, shoving the shotgun hard into Nights’ face.

Night’s ears lowered a bit as he looked at the slaver with a nervous face. ‘I need to get me and Violet out of here, but first, I am going to have to take care of these guys. Damn, and there are more of them then I have bullets, oh well, no one said this will be easy, here goes nothing.’ Night thought to himself trying not to look so afraid.

He wraps the slavers gun with a red aura, and with a strong jerk, he rips it from the slavers’ grip and breaks it over his head, leaving a bloody mess and a loud crack as the pony's head breaks open like a peanut.

In return, the other slavers lifted their weapons and got ready to open fire. Night Walker, who was looking at the bloody mess he had just created, looked up and saw the remaining slavers aiming right at him. “Fucking hell”, Night wraps his revolver in a red aura and backs up slowly.

“Violet, down, now!” Night yelled as he pulled out his revolver and taking into account of the amount of bullets he has, spins the barrel and fires his first shot at the slavers, nailing one right between the eyes sending him flying against the wall, splattering the stables metal wall in a crimson red mess of blood and brain bits.

In return, the slavers open fire, night gets hit in the left hind leg as he bolts for cover using the stables metal wall as a shield. “Celestia be damned, that fucking hurt,” night yelled as he gripped the bloody wound with his hoof and looked over to violet who had used the bed as a barricade.

“Ok, that was one out of six shots, we need to find an alternate escape route in case shit hits the fan” Night said looking around as he gets ready to get out of cover and shoot back.

“Hey here’s an idea, why not the air vents?” Violet said trying not to get shot as she stays down low. “Toss me a weapon if that’s not too much to ask”

Night quickly peaks out of cover and fires off two shots, one misses its target and grazes it while the other hits a slaver directly in his chest. Night then grabs a 10mm pistol from a dead slaver with his telekinesis and throws it to Violet who immediately catches it and ducks back into cover.

“Thank you, now what the hell is the plan? Do we keep fighting, or do we risk it with the air ducts? Either way, we may end up dying so I guess choose wisely.” Violet said as she was now against the wall opposite Night the pistol ready.

The slavers began to advance, eager to claim their awoken prize. “Violet, check your mag, how many rounds you got?”
The mare pulled back the slide and checked the magazine. “One in the chamber, six in the mag.”

“And how many slavers are there?” Night took a peak around the corner, a slug ricocheted off the wall right next to his eye. “Ah shit! Too many to count without getting hit!”

Violet took a look at her surroundings. “I...I have an idea. But you might not like it.” Night fired off another round blindly, kneecapping a slaver, bringing him to the ground screaming. “We don't have that many options right now, I'll take anything over death!”

“Alright, we’re gonna need a meat shield.” violet suggested causing night to jump back a bit at the line. “That's inhumane, violating the dead.” Violet returned instantly cutting him off. “Well either that or be the dead besides from what I hear you're a damned vampire, now grab a fucking body and get out there!”

“Sheesh...pushy.” Night said as Violet dove into the hallway, priming her pistol atop a corpse. Folding a hoof over her head for protection.

Night bolts out into the hallway after her and takes cover behind a corpse. Painfully forcing his wings to unfold just enough to cover his head for protection. “If we can make it to the end of the hall, we can climb the stairwell up to the next floor, once there, there should be a terminal to activate the stables security protocols, sadly I am not sure how well they are functioning so that’ll be decided later”.

Night takes his revolver and positioned it on top of the corpse, with a spin of the barrel, the stallion lined up the shot and fired, the bullet zips from the barrel and hits a slaver in the side of its neck causing him to grasp his neck as the blood poured from the wound, the bullet then hits the slaver behind that one in the eye making him fall dead.

“Good shot, keep it up!” the mare said as she fired off two rounds, the first bullet met its target’s leg causing him to keel over and scream in pain as the second nailed a slaver right between the eyes.

“Yeah, well that leaves me with one round and there are still a few left.” Night examined the stables surroundings and noticed a pipe with a very sharp end right beside him, ‘let's hope I still have my aim’ the stallion grabs the pipe with a red aura and with careful aiming he hurls it at the slavers, the pipes sharp end catches a slaver along the side and cuts him open causing him to fall over dead, the pipe then impales a slaver through his head.
Night spins the barrel again and fires his last round, the round flies through the air and nails a slaver in the chest.

“We need to push forward, I’m getting real tired of this, and there are only five left” Violet said as she fired off two more rounds, the bullets hit a slaver in the head knocking him off his hooves and onto his back.

“Agreed!” Night wrapped three corpses in a red aura and threw them one after another at the slavers as a distraction, he then bolted as best as he could trying to keep pressure off his wounded leg, the stallion then took the pipe he threw earlier and after pulling it out of the pony’s head, he uses his telekinesis to hit a slaver over the head knocking him out before stabbing him through the back.

As the other four got up from the distraction Violet fired off another shot hitting a slaver in the neck knocking him back down, the pony flailed a bit as he gripped his throat and died moments later from blood loss.

Night then quickly looks up as a slaver comes up with a baton ready to swing, he reacts quickly by pulling the pipe out and blocking the strike.

The stallion then pulled the sawn-off shotgun from its holster with telekinesis, and placing the barrel in the slavers’ face, he pulled the trigger, blowing the slavers’ head off and covering the floor in a bloody and gutsy mess.
Violet took a shot at a slaver who was trying to sneak up on Night, the bullet zipped clean through the head, knocking him onto his side with a thud blood splattering the nearby wall.

The last slaver, who was still buried under the incredibly fat slaver whom Night had thrown at him previously, was struggling to remove the corpse as Night walked up to him with an emotionless face.

“You make me sick,” night took the shotgun and fired a slug right into the pony’s chest leaving a massive hole in it. The hole gave a view of where his heart should be. The slaver coughed and gagged, blood flowing from his muzzle onto the already rusted stable floor. He took his last breath and fell limp.

“I say we gather up what weapons and ammo we can from these guys and head up to the next
floor” Night said as he took a strip of bed sheet from his room and wrapped the wound up the best he could, then began gathering up ammo for his shotgun and revolver, he then picked up a 10mm pistol and took the holster from a slaver corpse before strapping it around his back right leg.
Violet nodded and started to gather ammo, and even picked up a shotgun for herself.

“Got everything you need?” Night asked as he checked down the hall to make sure there were no surprises before walking over to ensure the staircase was secure.

“Yep, that’s everything now let’s get moving. I’d like to get out of here as soon as possible.” Violet said as she trotted up to him. “It'd be best if you took point, you know this place more than I would” the mare said as she messed with her holsters to make sure they were secure completely.

“Alright, come on let’s get to the armory room, there should be something in there we can use” Night said as he proceeded up the stairs, violet following close behind.

The two get to the next floor and proceed to the security room only to find it trashed and the door jammed to the point it will not open or shut. “Damn, guess that explains how these slavers got in. Okay...then onwards to the armory and equipment rooms” Night said as he walked down the hallway a little farther. “You don't think they could've already taken the weapons?”

The two walk inside “ok Violet, I would suggest getting on a suit of vault 220 combat armor, it may be light weight but it should be better than nothing. They should be over there” Night said as he pointed his good hoof over towards a set of lockers.

“Gotcha” the mare walked over to the lockers and began looking as Night looted the ammo crates and even took a bag from one of the lockers then loaded the ammo into one of the pockets.

He then searched the room until something caught his eye, something was shoved into a locker in the back of the room. He walks over and pops open the locker, a very old skeleton falls forward onto the floor. The only thing left was the patches of zebra fur sticking out of the skull, Night immediately began to examine the corpse and found the dog tag. He immediately stumbled back panting after seeing who it was.

“A’rin!?” Night said, trying not to cry over seeing his best friend's corpse, the next thing that caught his eye was the intact zebra commander sword which had rusted blood stains on the blade sticking from his rib cage. The blades’ enchantment was still good and Night recognized the blade as belonging to his friend.

Night took two gun holsters and created a sheath for the sword then fastened it to his side. He then took the dirty black cloak from his friends’ corpse and put it around him like a cape, it covered his legs and wings revealing only the collar of his mother's armor.

“Who’s that?” Violet asked as she walked up to Night, her helmet tilted onto the side. “Just an old friend… guess I know what happened to him now, or can only guess..” Night said as he sighs and walks to the door. ‘Was he murdered.. If so then by who?’ night thought to himself as he was filled with guilt, sadness, and rage.

“Did you get yourself a good gun violet? I got us some ammo from those crates over there but everything else was raided it seems..” night said as he shook off the sadness and rage then let out a sigh.

“I couldn’t find any weapons but I got myself some combat armor from the lockers” the mare said as she patted Nights’ shoulder. “Come on, let’s get out of here princy, are we taking some sort of back way out of here?”

Night only shook his head “no, the access tunnels were sealed shut with special airtight locks, which were made to open from the security room with my access code. But...you saw that wouldn’t work, so we will need to hope that there are still civilian transports on the landing pad at the top of this mountain. I mean seeing as you cannot fly of course.” Night said as he shot the mare a humorous grin.

Violet shot a look back and said “you can’t fly either you haven’t any-” before she could continue. Night pointed his hoof to his wings and gave her a smirk “what were you saying miss?”, violet huffed and turned her head away.

“Okay smart ass, if you are done let’s get moving” violet said as she walked out of the room.

Night chuckled as he walked up to her, “follow me we have several floors to go still, better get moving.” The two started down the hall and up the stairs, avoiding what they could and fighting when they needed to.

After what seemed like hours of walking, the two finally arrived at the top floor of the stable.

“We’re here, just give me a minute to unlock this door and we should be home free.” Night said as he walked over to the large stable door’s control terminal, “hey Violet, watch my back while I do this alright.”

Violet rolled her eyes “ok, if you say so” the mare turned around and stood watch at the door behind them as night got to work opening the giant rusty door of 220.

After what seemed like an hour of tweaking and button mashing, Night Walker finally got the old rusty metal door to open with an ear splitting screech of its old rusty mechanical gears grinding to life after 200 years of stillness.

“I impress myself sometimes” Night chuckled as he looked back at violet who was now walking up beside him.

On the other side of the door was a massive chamber, a large rusty pre-war shuttle sat on the landing pad with the bay door controls across the room, a low hiss came from across the room.

“What in the sweet hell was that!?” night said a bit spooked, he cautiously lifts his revolver from its holster with his magic and loads the chamber with bullets then flicks it back into place with a click, he then starts to slowly approach the location of the noise.

From out of the corner of his eye he sees movement and fires a round, the bullet hits a very large rodent dead between the eyes as a dozen more come crawling out of the vents towards them.

“Violet. Get into the air ship now!!” Night yelled as he bolted back towards the mare who was already one step ahead of him.
“Mole rats? Does this thing even work?” Violet said as she closed the ship's doors tightly while night started messing with the controls.

“I don’t know but there is only one way to find out” night said as he began pressing random buttons and trying to remain calm. ‘I so hope this thing at least has weapons of some kind, or else we are so fucked.’ night thought as he slams his hoof on a large red button which causes the whole ship to moan to life and a set of launchers to fold out from the wings.

“So she works a little, let’s try these missiles” night pressed a button but nothing happened, the missiles were so rusted that they weren’t being released but still had charges in them.

“Well that didn’t happen, what now smart one?” Violet said as she kept the mole rats from breaking in.

“This ship doesn’t have enough juice to take off but the missiles are still armed, I have a plan, pop that hatch below you and wait till I say then jump out.” Night said as he directed all the ship's power to the missile controls.

Violet nodded but only because arguing would have been pointless now.

“Ok jump!” The stallion yelled as he bolted towards the mare who jumped out under the ship with night right behind her. The rats took the bait and flooded the carrier just as it exploded sending shrapnel and burning metal along with rat guts flying across the rusty metal chamber.

“Now let’s get these doors open” night said as he pressed a button on the bay terminal and the large rusted bay doors opened up with a screech as the sun, dust, and wind poured into the room.

“Ahh fresh air, it’s been a long time, I wonder how I should surprise mother luna and Aunt Tia when we get to Canterlot” the dark alicorn said with a smile.

“Well...um... never mind, let's go,” Violet said as she ran ahead of Night and into the outside.

“Hey wait up” night said as he follows her and stands beside her on the cliff side overlooking a massive sea of clouds. “Sweet Celestia, are we above the clouds?” Violet said, gazing wide-eyed across the blanket.

“Yeah, but don't get so used to it...something tells me we’re about to be in trouble.”