Author's Note

First: Thank you so much for reading this story
Second: This is a Fallout Equestira story but do not fear if you have never read the original Fallout Equestria book. You can still read the story and it will be explained more and more when time goes on. (Or words go on, in this case)
Third: Take a note that the first chapters are very… lifeless written. That was done on purpose because… well you will see why.
And last: Hope you like the story. If not, feel free to give a comment about what could be done better. I am happy about any kind of review (positive or negative) to improve the story.

Chapter 1 - The adventure begins

Blueberry POV

My name is Blueberry. Or at least that’s what other ponies call me. I’ve never questioned it so I just went with it. Sure, ponies said it mostly as a joke but I had no name and it felt like I ought to have one. When the Goddess died, I got a mind of my own. I wasn’t there to see her die, instead I was alone in the middle of some wasteland surrounded by emptiness. For me it happened very suddenly. Suddenly, I was able to think and act on my own. And it left me blank…

Since then, I have started to question my existence. The simple questions, like: “Who am I?”, became something I asked myself every day. I had no personality of my own, the Goddess had one and I was but one of her alicorns. Everything I had thought, did, said, killed… had actually been her. I still couldn’t believe that I was actually SOMEPONY now. Somepony… Even the word sounds so weird when put in connection with myself. Am I really somepony?

I shook my head. My long blue mane fell over my face but I did not really care. I have been sitting here, on the roadside to this village, for a while now. When the goddess died, I was close to this area by coincidence. And then, all of a sudden I was on my own. First thing I did was freak out.

I shook my head again, making my mane messier. Don’t think back to such memories, I thought to myself. Something that also mystifies me now. I have memories now. Memories of my own. I don’t know what or who I was before I turned into an alicorn but I know what I did while being under the Goddess.

I look left along the road, into the direction of the village. It’s a small one. 27 ponies live there. Trying to hide a bit from the wasteland and live their own life. The closest city would be New Appeloosa… Or, that would be what the ponies here once said. I never went into that direction to explore it. Or in any direction for that matter…

New Appeloosa is also where this road goes when you follow it in the other direction. Away from the little village. I took a glance in that direction and spotted a pony walking towards me. I couldn't see what kind of pony. It was still too far away. I could only tell it had a black or green coat, was tall and had an eye-catching orange mane. Sometimes ponies walk this road. Very rare since this village is not a place worth going to.

I looked forward again. Not really thinking about anything, nor really looking at anything. Just sitting there.

“Greetings”, came a voice close to me. I shook and realised that a pony was standing in front of me. Not just one pony. It was the pony I saw not long ago walking the road. I must have been out of space longer than I realised. Now I could see that it was an earth pony stallion. Black coat but wearing a green shirt and on his side some saddlebags with a size that only earth ponies could carry. He must carry a lot of things. Like I saw before, he was tall. But still a good head shorter than me. But right now, he looked down at me while I sat.

“Hm?” Was all I could say. I was a bit stunned. Strangers don’t usually talk to me. I was still an alicorn after all. They try to avoid me. The stranger gave me a confused look.

“You know… Other ponies would have taken this chance to kill you”, he said.

Bland but true. “I normally do not sit here. I sit in the village”, I avoided his statement. I was honest there. Sitting in the village while the ponies around me were doing their business. They knew me well enough to know that I wouldn't cause any trouble.

A black hoof was waving in front of my face. I must have fallen into my own thoughts again. I looked up at the pony once again.

“Are you alright?”, he asked. His look was confused.

“I’m not used to having a conversation with other ponies”, I replied. He looked me up and down. Studying me, most likely. I didn’t really care.

“And what do you do all day then?”, came the next question.

“Sitting around”.

My answer definitely puzzled him more. He raised an eyebrow. “All day? Sounds boring”.

I broke eye contact and looked into nothingness again. When I answered my voice was flat. “What else is there to do?”

The stallion gave a smile and a small chuckle. “A pony bored in the wasteland? Well, that’s new. I looked at him again and his expression faded. I didn’t say anything but, at that moment, I could feel that he was reading me more than I ever could do myself. The moment itself only took a few seconds but it felt way longer. Us two looking at each other. Or more, he was looking at me…

He then sat down next to me, leaving just a little space. Again, he was able to surprise me with such a simple act. Coming up to an alicorn, talking with it like you would talk with a normal pony, and then sitting in front of her. This stallion must be brave… or stupid. Most alicorns would blast him with a magical energy beam into ashes.

“What is your name?”, he asked me.

“Blueberry”, I answered directly.

This made him chuckle again. “Interesting name. I mean it fits of course since you are… well, a blue alicorn. But I wouldn't have expected one of your kind to have such a name”. I didn’t understand what he meant, and when I didn’t give an answer he continued: “You know, since it sounds more like a… nickname… sort of. No offence”.

“It is a nickname”, was all I answered, and for the first time it was me who surprised him. He opened his mouth but I cut him off. “The inhabitant from the village”, I pointed with my head to the houses, “gave me the name after I stood with them for a while. At first it was just a nickname but I didn’t have my own name so I just kept it. I didn’t care. How else should I have addressed myself?”

The black coated stallion rubbed his chin. “Since when do you live here?”

“Since the death of the Goddess.” Technically, that was a lie. It was actually two days after her death when I came to this village. But I didn’t think that it mattered all that much.

“That was over 3 months ago”, he said.

It surprised me that he knew about the death of the Goddess or anything about the Goddess. My guess was that he must have heard it on the radio. I mean isn’t that where all ponies get their news? Listening to the music and the chatter of that DJ Pon3? The villagers here definitely did.

The stallion glanced over at the village and then concentrated back to me. “And they just let you stay there?”

“I help them from time to time. Also, I do not require food, water or a home.”

“An alicorn helping normal ponies?”, he asked, with just a hint of sarcasm.

“What exactly should I do instead?”, I asked in return, still without expression in my voice or face.

“Don’t know. Something other than just sitting around and digging holes in the air”, he said.

I didn’t answer and just turned my head away from him. Looking back at what was in front of me. Such an answer from him did not require a comment from me. He made something that I struggled endlessly with sound so easy. If I knew what to do other than just sitting around, I would do it.

He sighed and looked with me into the landscape of the wasteland. Most likely he felt that he had said the wrong thing. For a moment none of us could say anything. After a while he stood up.

“How about this? I am just passing through this village. My journey actually goes way beyond. But travelling with somepony is better than by your lonesome. If you’d like, you could accompany me”.

I looked up at him. “Where are you going?”. I wanted to know.

“Does it matter?”, he said.

He had a point. For me it did not. Still, I was not satisfied. “Why should I come?”

“What else do you have to do?”

Another good point. And I didn’t like it. Again, I looked in front of me. Like I would find the answer by just staring into the wasteland. But this time I was actually thinking. Only now I realised I still had some mane strings in front of my face. I moved them out of my view with my hoof. When I looked at him again, I felt different. Not in a good or a bad way. It was just different.

“I ask again. Why should I?” I put more power behind my voice this time.

He seemed to get it. This time I was not after a smartass answer. This time I wanted a real one.

“Look, what do you have to lose? I might not really be able to guarantee that you get anything out of this journey, but it gives you something to do… Or at least some different landscapes to look at. You won’t get any bad surprises from me. If I wanted to kill you, I would have done so when you were still daydreaming away. But, of course, it also does not mean that travelling is safe. We’re still moving through the Wasteland after all. I would appreciate some company but I don’t want to force you. And if you don’t like it, you still can leave me in the middle of the journey. I won’t keep you.”, he explained.

I didn’t answer immediately. I stared at him and thought about his words. He also just stood there quietly. Just waiting for my decision. I wasn’t worried that this might be a trap. Like he said, he had multiple easy chances to kill me if he wanted to do so. The question was more, is this the right thing for me? But on the other hoof, what else did I have to lose? I stood up.

“Fine, let’s go”, I said.

He looked surprised. “Wait, just like that? No more questions? No preparation? Nothing you have to take with you? Or ponies you would like to say goodbye to?”

“I own nothing so in this case I have nothing to take with me. Like I already said, I do not require food or water. And I have nopony here to say goodbye. They survived without me and they will do it again. Most of the time I was just sitting around anyways.”, I told him.

He looked at the village and I could see him thinking.

“Maybe we should still tell them that you’re leaving. You know… just in case they get worried about you”, he explained.

I didn’t really mind so I just gave a nod and a: “Fine”.

I followed him while we made our way to the buildings. And as you can probably tell, this was the beginning of a long adventure.