fallout equestria: blood of the hero

Fallout Equestria: blood of the hero, chapter 2, the rise of the hero

Five years after the fall

Okay, there's one upside to the fallout, which is that it lasts only a short time. I can at least say I'm moving out, but that also means that it's a pain in the ass to find the rest of the 81st because they are doing the same, except for Master Sargent Moonwatcher, I immediately lost contact with her after the bunker was sealed. I don’t know if she died or was in a stable, but knowing her, it is probably the ladder. And Celestia is only Faust knows where.

So Luna fuck me with the moon…

“I heard that,” Luna shouted in my mind.

“Oh fuck you. I know; YOU SAID IT 50 FUCKING TIMES NOW,” I retorted, extremely frustrated.

“What the matter?”

“I am trying to find the rest of the 81st as well as your sister, and it is a major pain in the ass.”

“Are you doing ok?”

“Fuck no!” I shouted back, more to assure myself I wasn’t completely defeated. “The world just ended, and this is not the first time this has happened to me. I need to find your sister with ZERO fucking info on where she has gone, AND I need to find the 81st elite corp, with one member completely off the books, alone!” I finished speaking with Luna as I took a seat on a nearby rock.

“Hostle on the left!” Luna shouted, which prompted me to look over and see… what the FUCK IS THAT! It looks like a giant cockr-

“AUHG! DAMNIT!” I shouted as it jumped at me and latched onto one of the fabric parts of my salvager suit, luckily not piercing the material. At that gesture, I shook it off my arm, and it landed hard but was still not deterred and jumped at me again. Mid-air, I activated S.A.T.S (Stable Tec Assisted Targeting Spell) from my PipBuck, and the world slowed to a crawl, giving me a chance to aim and think. The spell indicated a 90% hit chance of a hit. Luna thought that I was going to throw a punch, but instead, I did a round kick that struck true. The creature flew backward into the other side of the ravine that I was in at the moment.

“What was that!” Luna shouted in my mind. She was surprised that I did a really accurate round kick.

“ご心配なく (don’t worry about it),” I responded, not realizing that I was speaking in Neighon.

“What?” Luna asked

“Sorry, I meant, don't worry about it.”

“HOW AM I NOT SUPPOSED TO WORRY ABOUT IT? YOU JUST DID A KICK THAT LOOKS MORE ZEBRA THAN ANYTHING, NOT TO MENTION YOU JUST SPOKE IN AN UNKNOWN LANGUAGE!”

“TURN OFF YOUR DAMN CAPS LOCK!” I mentally shouted with a sigh, rubbing my forehead because, damn, that hurts. “First of all, I’ve been training in martial arts for about 10 or 11 years, and any chance I get, of course, I can do accurate round kicks. And second of all, I was speaking in my second language other than dragon.”

“Hold up!” Luna said, thinking to herself, “You know multiple languages?”

“OF COURSE I DO! I LIVE ON A PLANET THAT IS MOSTLY INHABITED BY DRAGONS,” I shouted mentally. “You don’t just get to speak ponish when everyone speaks their own language, and you visit them regularly.”

“OW, MY EARS,” Luna snarled uncomfortably.

“Sorry,” I apologize. “Let's just not do that so we don't give ourselves headaches anymore,” I suggested, sitting down and pulling out Final Stand.

Final Stand is the pistol that I've held ever since my first and last operation for my original people and the first firearm I ever used in combat. From A gift from my mom to the one saving grace that I had during my early journey on fidara.

“Atom, are you doing ok?” Luna asked in my mind.

“Yeah,” I responded, pressing Final Stand’s barrel up against my forehead in thought, closing my eyes. “I'm just remembering something.”

“Are you…”

“FUCK NO!” I shouted out loud, surprised that she even thought of such a thing.

“Sorry,” Luna apologized. “It's just how sentimental you got while you were holding your pistol.”

“Tis ok,” I responded simply, “just remembering. How I got my pistol.”

“How did you?”

“You might want to sit down for this.”