Fallout Equestria Blood of The Hero

Chapter 3 Pt. Two: Rise to New Challenges

“Winners are not afraid of losing, but losers are. Failure is part of the process of success. People who avoid failure also avoid success.”—Robert T. Kiyosaki.

“That was how I got my pistol,” I said simply.

“I am going to assume there is more to it,” Luna responded simply.

“あなたは正しいです” I responded in Japanese.

“What?”

“Sorry,” I said. “My mouth has been constant recently. I wish that it didn’t, anyway; I meant to say that you are correct.” With that said, I looked over and was surprised when I saw my telekinesis putting together my M1 Garand. “How long…”

“15 minutes,” Luna responded simply. “It just took the parts out of your bag, cleaned them, and has been putting them back together for 5 minutes.” As soon as she said that, I suddenly remembered.

“Right… Before the bombs fell, I took apart my Garand to clean it, and when I was about to start, I was called to the main room. I thought it was something minor and picked up the parts and some cleaning supplies, hoping to clean it later,” I explained. “Anyway, that is not important. I want to continue with my story.”

“Sure.” With that said, I began one again.

Thirty-five years ago, date unknown…

“What happened?” I mumbled to myself as I finally began to wake up.

“Where am I?” I asked. As I struggled to get myself off the ground, I was painfully reminded why I could not walk. “Gah fuck!” I shouted as there was a sharp lance of pain coming from my right leg, and looking down, I saw that the piece of glass was still in my knee.

“Fuck,” I muttered to myself as I stared at it for a few seconds, then heard what sounded like growling.

Quieting myself, I dragged myself to the door jam. I opened it and looked around the corner. To my surprise, there were two dragons, both of whom had their backs turned to me, not even hearing the door opening or my outburst, which was lucky for me.

Using my telekinesis, I opened one of the first aid boxes on one of the mag lock shelves, extracted some Ketamine, and injected it into myself to get up. I was wincing as the pain was reduced to a slight throb, and getting up, but little did I know that I had two sets of eyes on my back.

Staring at my knee for a bit, I felt watched. I looked up and saw two shadows. Placing my hand on my pistol, I turned around, surprised by the dragons. One of them flinched, and the other pointed its spear at me. Making a hand gesture to put the spear down seemed only to get the dragon with a spear pointed at me to get it angrier as its eyes narrowed. At this point, I was getting to the end of my patience, my eyes narrowing; I gave one last warning before finally turning off the safety and applying pressure to the trigger.

The other one, seeing what I was doing, tried to get the one to put the spear down, but it was too late. I pulled the trigger and shot the dragon right through the head, killing it almost immediately. Looking at the other one, it was shaking like a leaf in the wind.

“Stand down, and I will not kill you,” I said, doubting that it could understand me, but I seemed to have gotten the message as it dropped its spear and threw its hands up. Looking at the dragon, my eyes softened once again, and reholstered my pistol before looking at that dead dragon… the one I killed.

With that realization, I almost broke into tears then and there because I realized that I just killed a sentient creature. As if my body was on autopilot, I reached into one of the shelves, pulled out a white cloth, turned around, and walked over to the dead dragon.

Upon reaching it, I knelt down next to it and put the cloth down before I searched the neck for something. I found it a few seconds later and pulled off what looked like dog tags. Looking at the name, I realized it looked like Draconic from D&D. Looking at the name, I saw that it was.

“Sargent Windshere: Skywing Royal Guard.”

“Sorry, Sargent,” I said quietly to myself as I unfolded the cloth. I stopped when I felt a talon rest on my shoulder, only to resume a few seconds later. After five or so minutes, with some help from the other dragon, we were able to cover up the dead sergeant and show proper respect towards him.

“Thank you… for the help,” I said to the dragon, still doubting he could understand me

“No, thank you,” the dragon responded clearly, surprising me.

“Di…did you just understand me?” I asked, shaken.

“I, um… I have been able to understand you ever since you gave me the warning,” he responded, still looking shaken after what happened a few minutes earlier. “Wait, you can understand me?”

After a moment of silence, I declared, “Well, this is awkward…should we introduce ourselves or… I don't know… fight or… FUCK THIS! My name is Cpt. Aom Travis of the SLIA32, and you are?”

“Umm, Recrute Cloud of the Sky Wing, Royal Guard…” he responded, shocked by my outburst.

“Well, it's a pleasure to meet you,” I said, holding my hand out to him.

“Likewise, I suppose.”

“So… what now?” I asked. “Cloud, I do not want to kill you, but if you get in my way, you will leave me no choice. So what will it be?”

Cloud looked shocked at my bluntness and hesitated to reply. But when he did, it surprised me: “Atom, you may go, grab what you need. I will handle Sgt. Windshere, but the others will not, so be warned.”

“What new?” I asked sarcastically, which got a chuckle from Cloud. “It is not like I crashed on an alien planet, have a GODDAMNED piece of glass in my knee, or without my crew” I was listing things off as I walked to a box, grabbed a bag, and began to pack it up.

“Atom… you have a weird sense of humor,” Cloud interjected, interrupting me

“It is who I am. Deal with it,” I responded. Now completely packed up, giving myself another shot of Ketamine, I finally asked, “How long has it been since I crashed?”

“Three days.” As soon as Cloud said those words, I realized something: I was unconscious for three days. “...ou ok?”

“What?”

“I asked if you are okay?” Cloud responded simply.

“Yes,” I was half lying because I had no idea I had been out for so long. “I'm Just… surprised.” Cloud nodded in understanding as he put a wing on my shoulder.

After five minutes of him doing that, I knew it was time for me to go. “Cloud, thank you for being here with me, but I must get moving. You may be a good friend…” I was saying, but I stopped myself. “I just need to go.” Not waiting for a response, I stepped towards the door, only to stop when I felt a talon reach onto my shoulder.

“No, Atom, thank you. I may not be able to fully forgive you for killing Windshere, but I can at least give you this.” After he said that, he hugged me, which I returned after a few minutes. He broke the hug, saying, " Now then, Captain, where will you go now?” to which I responded.

“Wherever life takes me. See you around, kid,” and with those words, I left the closet and readied myself to brave the new world I was thrown into. If only I knew what happened next.

Five minutes later.

“SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!” I shouted, five FUCKING minutes in the world, and I am already getting chased by dragons, AGAIN. Now running hurts like a bitch, but I need to do it to survive.

After six more minutes of running, jumping, and crawling, I found myself cornered between the dragons and a sheer cliff face. “Shit,” I muttered to myself as I heard the dragons land behind me, which prompted me to turn around. Now, I did not pull out my pistol. Instead, I prepared myself to fight unarmed.

“Come at me,” I taunted, which made a dragon jump at me, exactly what I wanted. I sidestepped and planted a punch, surprising the dragon. As the dragon hit the ground, the other lunged at me, forcing me to block the spear, and the dragon, with its momentum, caused me to lose my balance. Catching myself, I went into a grapple, fighting for control. I felt the dragon trying to do the same and managed to scratch my face with its tail.

“Fuck, that will leave a scar,” I muttered to myself. Surprising the dragon as it understood me.

“Umm… did you just speak?” the dragon I was grappling asked, and I was surprised to learn that it was, in fact, female.

“Yes…” I responded, trying to break away from the grapple. I could not and realized that her talons were digging into my knuckles. Pulling her into my knee, I used the opportunity to break free and delivered a round kick to her face, causing her to lose her balance.

“Fuck this,” I muttered to myself as I drew out my pistol and spun it around, my finger holding by the barrel and moving it so I could pistol whip my opponents. Looking at them both, the one that I was trying to get up and grab was the spear, while the other one was disorientated.

Looking at the one now up and pointing his spear toward me, we started to circle each other like a pair of tigers sizing each other up. I struck first as I charged towards him, my left hand ready to punch, catching him off guard as he tried and failed to block a low punch. With my opportunity, I then wound up trying to strike him with the butt of my pistol, but he managed to block it, turning our fight into a slugfest. Despite his strength advantage, I had speed and a smaller frame, which allowed me to avoid most of his attacks. I finished him with an eye gouge allowing me to hit him with the butt of my pistol, knocking him out cold. Sizing up the other one, she looked nervous as she saw her chances of success rapidly dwindling.

“Stand down, and I will not hurt you,” I warned, now pointing my pistol toward her, causing her to finch.

“Wait!” she shouted

“What?” I asked, “You threatened me!” as soon as I said that, she looked down ashamed as she took my words to heart.

“Just leave,” she stated. With that said, I looked to the right and looked back at her before running off. After running for three more minutes, I found an outcropping and desired to see what I was going up against. Looking out, I saw a vast continent with a palace to my right and mountains surrounding me with an endless sea. Looking out, I realized that my work was just getting started.

“Ok, new world,” I said to myself. “Bring it on; I am ready.” As soon as I said that, I returned to back to the forest to begin my new life…

Author's Note

FINALLY, I finished this chapter. Sorry about being so slow with it, school is a bitch. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, and hopefully, I will be able to get the next chapter out faster... anyways see ya round

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