Blueberry POV

TWO YEARS LATER

It was a warm, not too hot, midsummer day. I was laying on the ground and had my chin resting on Horizon’s back, who was laying right next to me. Lazily I looked over the landscape. Not exactly thinking about anything.

A lot had changed. Not only for us but also for the wasteland. You could not even call it wasteland anymore. It was healing. I don’t know much but they said that six ponies were able to activate some sort of machine, including some elements of harmony. This spread a magical healing aura over all of equestria.

It was a slow progress, but you could see the differences. Grass turned green again, flowers were growing, trees grew leaves again and the soil became fertile.

But also the ponies, along with many other creatures, changed along with. Hate got replaced by friendship. No more death and fights. Instead, they worked together now to build up a new civilization.

That was also the case here. Here in Ponyville. Before the war, over two hundred years ago, this place was a small friendly village. After the war it became a raider camp. Now, there were no more raiders. But ponies noticed how rich the soil was here and they wanted to populate this village again.

I gave a look at two ponies who were busy building the roof of a cottage. It was a unicorn stallion who used a hammer and nails to attach some boards and a Pegasus mare who placed roof tiles.

Even though Ponyville already had buildings, many had to be renovated or completely rebuilt since they are over two centuries old or because the smell of blood and death was not removable. But ponies were eager to make this place their new home together in harmony.

It seems like everything was sunshine and rainbows now. The land, the ponies, us…

“Hey sisters!”, the voice of Crystal called.

I didn’t even bother to lift my head as my green sister landed in front of us. I just gave her a lazy look.

Crystal made a lot of changes during these two years. She had, and still did, carry a lot of brutal memories with her. But she now didn’t hide them anymore. It was a long and painful journey, but she now learned how to deal with her past. And present.

Not long ago the news reached us that they had finally been able to solve the alicorns problem of being unable to get pregnants. They had found a way to create male alicorns, which could impregnate alicorn mares.

But this time Crystal hadn’t been that excited about the news like she had been the other times. Instead, she had told us that she would like to wait a bit. Crystal was still a bit hurt about all the previous attempts to get foals and still needed some time to process it, before she was ready for foals or to get pregnant. In her words, it might take about a year. Mabe a bit more, maybe a bit less. But the day will come, when she will go to one of these male alicorns, to let one get her pregnant. And we will be there for her, and the foal when it is here.

Something suddenly landed on my face, ripping me out of my thoughts. Annoyed I lifted my head and the something landed in front of me on the ground. A book. I first looked at the book and then up to Crystal.

“Look what I found”, she said with a smirk.

Yes, Crystal changed, but not everything. She was still the playful, joyful, and caring mare that we loved.

I went to take the book, but Horizon was faster. Her purple magic aura grabbed it and floated it to her. She opened the book to a random page. I was able to see her lift an eyebrow. She then closed the book and tried another page at random.

“There is nothing written in it”, my purple sister then said.

I took the book out of her magic grip and quickly scrolled over each page. Indeed, all of them where blank. This was not a book to read, this was a notebook to write in.

“I had an idea”, Crystal explained.” It has been almost three years, since we first met Zitrus. And during that time, we've had a lot of adventures. In the wasteland, but mostly within ourselves. And those adventures made us who we are now.

My idea was, that we write our story down. We write it in this book and when we’re done, we give it to him. As a gift. Sure, he was always there too when we had these adventures, but he didn't experience it the way WE did. What OUR point and view was. I am sure he would enjoy this present.”

I looked at the book. Pages of pages ready to be filled with words. With me and my sister’s story?

I then looked back at the two ponies working on the roof. And as if on queue, Zitrus appeared. He pulled a cart, filling with farm fresh vegetables which he most likely was going to cook today for dinner. He was out of hearing range but when his eyes felt on us, he waved in our direction. It made me blush a little.

Even from the distance I was able to see the scar on his hind leg. After this contact with the bioweapon and the healing process in Outcast Village, his leg never fully healed. Even though he could still walk without problems, this scar would mark him forever. But at least he was alive. And that was all that mattered to us. His condition was so critical that it was a surprise he survived.

Now, we four lived here in Ponyville. Not in tents anymore, instead in our own house. After such an event that Zitrus nearly killed, he decided to take things slower. We traveled around less and when the wasteland started to heal, it was the sign for Zitrus to settle down. One reason was because he now had nearly seen all of Equestria. Another reason was that there was no reason anymore to travel around and living from whatever you loot. Goods and food could now be farmed and created again.

But deep inside we all know that Zitrus mostly did it for us. For me, Crystal and Horizon. That we now could live all together happily in a safe place. As one herd. As two wings.

“Are you sure about this, sister?”, Horizon asked Crystal. “In the beginning, when I joined this group, I was not the most… “friendly” alicorn. I was marked by the Goddess and had hate for anything else than other alicorns. I was not me that time. I was Savage. Buck, I even used to talk in the royal we version about myself, when we first met.”

Crystal gave a nod.

“I know, but I think that is exactly the point. Because you can tell your view how you changed from the fanatic, brutal Savage to the Horizon who you are now, and we love. We should tell the story how we were during that exact moment. Not how we are now. It should tell our story.”

I looked at the book. Telling the story from the way I was in the moment of happening? I tried to remember how I was when I first had met Zitrus. I had been a lost alicorn. I had questioned my existence and who I was.

I now had to chuckle when I thought about it. Yes, I changed too. A lot. I was now somepony.

“But this book is rather small. I don’t think we can fill it with three years of experience. Maybe one year”, I realised when checking the book out closer.

“I know, but we don’t have to fill it with every detail. We just write in the interesting parts and when the book is full, it is full. No need to add extra pages”, Crystal explained.

I looked at Horizon.

“I guess you two are right. Zitrus would love this gift”, she admitted. “Let us do it. Let’s write our story down.”

I gave a nod in agreement. Crystal gave a happy smile and, floated the book back to her and took a pencil out. “FOR ZITRUS”, she wrote on the cover and then we three signed it. Horizon, Crystal, Blueberry.

“Alright sister, you begin”, Crystal casually said and gave me the book and the pencil.

“Wait, why do I have to start?”, I questioned.

“Because you were the first one who met Zitrus. You have to begin the story until I join the game”, Crystal said and gave a playful smirk.

“Fine. But then I also get the last chapter”, I demanded and took the pencil in my magic grip.

I opened the book to the first page and took a moment to think about how I should start.

“Since this is my point of view the story tells right now, I should mention that”, I said to my sisters and myself.
I wrote the first words:

Chapter 1

Blueberry POV

I took another moment to think. It was not easy to think back to the emotionless memories I used to have and try to express them correctly. But maybe it was simpler when I just started somewhere. So, I started to write.

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…

Author's Note

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Wow, what a journey it has been. 53 Chapter, over 100 thousand words and nearly one year, we reached the end of this story. Never would I have thought that I would put so much effort into this project.
But this story was not just written by me. I had a lot of help with I now would like to give some special thanks. (Some of these persons would like to be anonymous so I do not mention them by name.)

First one goes to a batpony friend, who motivated me to start this story. I had the idea for Two Wings since a longer time but never wanted to write it down. Thanks to her, this project even came to a start.
Next one is a pegasus friend. I own much to her since she drew the amazing cover. And we all know how important a good cover is. But even without that, she was there from the beginning to the end, giving reviews and funny little fanarts.
Now my first proofreader. When it comes to proofreaders, I have huge respect from them. Especially if they have a case like me, who gives a lot of work (btw, this auto’s note got not proofreader, just to show my point). He was an earth pony who later got too busy in real life and had to drop his assistance. But still, a thank to him.
Second proofreader (and very critical reviewer) was Ecplise. Someone who knows every little detail about Fallout Equestria and I could always ask for lore information.
Then my last proofreader, jgilley63, who came out of nowhere, offering his help. It was really sweet and really kind of him. Someone who I now like to call a friend.

And last, but not least, to all of your readers. Fallout Equestria stories are often not so well seen, since they combine two very unfitting worlds together. But here it was not the case. It surprised me how many readers Two Wings got and how many liked the story. It was a really uplifter for me and motivated me to continue.
If you read the whole story up to this point, I will love you forever. So, I want to give you all a huge thank you. For all of the nice words, reviews (even the negative reviews helped a lot for me to improve my writing), the likes, the comments (I loved to read the comments section) or by just being here and enjoying the story. Thank you all.

If there are any more questions left, may it be about something unexplained in the story, the characters or about me, feel free to ask.