the story of Wared

by dakingofmuffins

Rating: teen
Tags: Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other, Comedy, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Adventure, Princess Celestia, Human, Main 6
Length: 1035

Wared was never a vault dewler but grew up in the wastes he is only 15 and he is on his own until a sniper sends him on an intesting adventure

Wared is 15 years old and has grown up int the Wasteland the town he was living in was attacked by super mutants when he was 10... he was the only survivor and now he lives the Wasteland on his own slowly dieing from radiation sickness... until a sniper shot sends his on an adventure.

Published 2012-12-23 04:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-12-23 04:00:01 UTC

a new world a new goal

In the peaceful town of Ponyville ponies were going about doing there daily routine. Vendors calling out prices for there good's pegasie working the skies and moving clouds earth ponies working there farms... And one freaking out purple unicorn mare none other than Twilight Sparkle.

"SPIKE!!!" Twilight yelled unable to find a certain spell book.

"Yeah Twilight?" a purple dragon asked standing at the top of a stair way annoyed being taken away from the comforts of his nap.

"Spike I cant find that spell book on long distance teleportation." Twilight said frustration dripping from her words while reading other books in hope's of finding the elusive tomb.

"Um its right here." said Spike now standing on a ladder leaning against one of the book shelves while holding a very old book with a red cover and gold trimming.

"Oh thanks." Twilight said taking the book from Spike in her magical grasp. "Now I would like you to reorganize these." Twilight now levitating a pile of books over to Spike and dropping them on him he groaned but got to work organizing the pile of books twice his size. Twilight had just finished reading the book as three strong knocks came from the door, Twilight opened the door to see her five closest friend's,Applejack,Rarity,Fluttershy,Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie.

"howdy twilight were her to see that new spell you were gonna show us." Applejack said while walking in with the rest of the group.

"oh okay just let me read through the spell book once more." Said Twilight as she began to bury her snout in the pages of the old tomb.

10 minutes latter(man twilight can speed read)

"okay here it goes." Said Twilight as her horn began to glow a bright violet and soon began to have violet sparks flying of her horn as she began to focus on a random destination (aka a random planet) a bright almost blinding flash emitted from Twilight's horn after the light died down a strange creature was unconscious on the floor wearing very odd clothing and had a lot of strange equipment with it but what got rarity was it was covered in dirt."Girls I think we need to inform the princess." said Twilight as she sent a letter to her mentor.

"What is it." asked Spike as him and the rest of the girls began to crowed around it.

"I don't know but when it wake's up I must talk to it about it's uncouth attire." Said the overly dramatic drama queen rarity.

"do i have another hangover.?" A new voice groaned as the girls and the dragon looked down to see the creature waking up the girls slowly began to back away wondering how the creature didn't notice them with its red eye's it then looked at the group of ponies and dragon and sighed." i swear i mixed the bottles of vodka with jet and psycho because this isn't happening." it said and then face palmed.

Author's Note

i apologize if this chapter seems short but i have many life problems right now so please do not expect it to update often.

every end is a beginning

every end is a beginning

"FUCK YEAH!!!." I yelled as I sped on my motor bike through the Wasteland, Sure I may be dying from rad sickness and infected wounds and a whole load of other shit but I can't still have fun. As I ride through the Wasteland I can see smoke in the distance witch is the whole reason im out here in the first place. That and to have a little fun but the main reason is to see if it is a alien crash or what ever all I need is some supplies.

While im riding though im in a state of pure joy jamming out to my favorite song riding though the Wasteland the wind flowing though my hair its not in my face because of the gas mask but I don't care. But the shear adrenaline high that I have right now I'm really having fun witch I haven't had in a long time. I was snapped out of my trance when I realized I had arrived at the smoke. Dear god. There was the ruins of a town that stood before me the large dune i was on gave me a good view of the destruction in front of me.

("mom....dad?" A young boy asked as he crawled out of the ruins of what he called home, What the young boy saw is what no one should ever have to see, Destroyed homes dead bodies every where some deformed beyond what the young boy could comprehend only to think of them as monsters, And then there were the bodies of people he knew and some he was good friends with, Some mangled beyond recognition but what horrified him was the dead body of his father. "Dad?" The young boy asked even though he knew he wouldn't get an answer "Dad?" The boy asked tears now in his eye's "Dad?" The boy now sobbing the boy felt scared. He cried for what felt like hours until he made an oath "I will make who did this pay." The boy said now standing up with clenched fists with that he took his fathers gun and ammo as well as his pip boy and left the town with a new born rage.)

"I swear If it's the last thing I do I will make them pay." I said dismounting my bike and started to walk into the ruins of the town feeling the same rage that I did when I made that oath, I pulled out my laser rifle shooting the occasional rad roach but so far things were going alright except for not finding any rad away but that's besides the point... well that's the main reason I came here in the first place. As I walked I noticed something in the corner of my eye and looked over to see a sniper on the roof of the school aimed at my head.

*BANG...* And everything went dark.

Author's Note

Characters thought's are in italics.