Wanderer in Equestria

“Sarah... you have got to be shitting me, right?”

“Allison, if I was, I wouldn’t be here at three in the morning with a vertibird.”

She let out a short sigh. “Fuck. Okay, give me ten to get my shit together.”

“I’ll be here.”

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Just what is taking that woman so long? She’s usually got her shit all together by now.

Here she comes, why did she have the deadbo....

“Ho... ly... shit. Spitfire, what in the hell are you wearing, and where can I get some?”

The reply came back in a menacing tone that made Sarah’s skin crawl.

“Right now, that doesn’t matter. Where’s the bird at, if the Enclave are back? Then my boot needs to find its way up their ass.”

“Okay, sheesh. Don’t need to get snappy about it, the bird is just out front. So, ready then?”

“Dogmeat, stay here.”

A whimper.

“Yup. Let’s head out.”

The heavy boots from the pair made heavy thuds on the metal and dirt as they made their way outside of megaton. They got in the vertibird. “What the...? Is the whole pride here, Sarah?”

“Yes, it is, now GET YOUR BIG ASS OUT OF THE DOOR!”

“Oops, sorry,” she settled into the seat next to Kodiak.

“Nice armor. Got enough weapons, do ya?”

“Thanks, and no, Kodiak. In the Wasteland, you can never have enough weapons.”

“Too true... Too true,” Sarah climbed in the co-pilots seat and the vertibird took to the air in a northeastern direction.

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“Edwards, keep us low and fast. OKAY PRIDE! LISTEN UP!” All eyes turned to Sarah as she stood up.

“The Enclave has set up in a new location and it's our job to snuff them out. We are at an old military base known as Fort Meade. Before the war, this base was central to intelligence. Supposedly, they had been working on an experimental weapon before the bombs dropped. Rothchild believes it to be a long range teleportation device...”

“Wait...” Spitfire interrupted. “You mean to tell us that the Enclave might have a machine that allows them to teleport? More importantly, to where?”

“Yes, they might. As to where? From what Rothchild told me, it could be anywhere. They could teleport to the other side of the country if they felt like it, or right into the middle of the citadel.”

“That’s bad.”

“Yes. Thank you, Colvin, for pointing out the obvious. Now, if we can take out the Enclave without damaging the teleporter, then good. If not, then we are to sabotage it, and still take out the Enclave.”

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About an hour later...

“GO! GO! GO! GET BACK TO THE VERTIBIRD!”

“Shit, SARAH! THEY’RE TRYING TO FIX THE TELEPORTER BEFORE IT GOES CRIT!”

“FUCK IT, SPIT! WHO KNOWS WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN IT GOES!? NOW GET ON BOARD, WE’RE WAITING ON YOU!”

If they get that teleporter fixed, it's gonna be downhill from there...

“SPIT, COME ON!”

I have to see this through. I can’t let them get the teleporter fixed. “I’M NOT GOING, WE CAN’T HAVE THEM FIX THAT TELEPORTER!”

“ARE YOU FUCKING NUTS!?! GET IN THE BIRD, THATS AN ORDER!”

“SORRY SARAH... GO! IF I MAKE IT, YOU CAN CHEW ME OUT THEN!”

“Son of a...” Sarah muttered as she watched her best soldier go.

“Sarah, we have to go! Where is Spitfire?”

“She’s not coming, Edwards, take us out to a safe distance!”

“Yes, ma'am...” The vertibird doors closed as it took off and flew away.

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“SORRY SARAH... GO! IF I MAKE IT, YOU CAN CHEW ME OUT THEN!” She turned tail and began storming back to the teleporter, blasting the Enclave that were chasing her with her gauss rifle.

I really am sorry guys... she thought as she saw the vertibird lift off and fly away.

She continued working her way to the teleport pad. When she made it, she saw three Enclave scientists working hard to stop the pad from going critical and destroying itself.

“Almost there! How long do we have?”

“Three minutes until she blows.”

“We gonna make it?”

“Nope.” All three scientists turned to the fourth voice only have a lobotomy by bullet.

Well, that takes care of that. She got onto the platform and continued to kill any Enclave stupid enough to show themselves.

Slowly the pad began to glow brighter and brighter. The automated system began to count down until meltdown at sixty second until total meltdown.

“FIVE... FOUR...”

Well, looks like my time is up. She looked holstered her weapon and resigned to her fate.

“THREE... TWO... ONE...”

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Sarah stood watching through the open door as the vertibird hovered at a far distance from the base.

If feels like I’m watching a funeral...

The first thing that came was the flash, she had to shut her eyes. Then the sound wave shook the craft. By the time Sarah looked back, a nice hole in the ground was all there was to greet her.

She sighed as she shut the door.

“Edwards... Take us home. We just lost the best thing that ever happened to the Pride...”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“No...”

“Gallows?”

“Not just to the Pride, to the whole capital wasteland...” Sarah nodded in agreement, the rest of the ride was in silence.

Why did she have to do that? Why...?

“Ma’am? We’re back at the citadel.”

“kay...” As they disembarked, they were met by Elder Lyons.

“Sarah, when we saw the cloud, I had feared the worst.” His smile had begun to fade as he noticed the rather somber mood they were in.

“What happened, why the dark mood?”

“Dad... It's Allison...” Try as she might, she began to tear up at the loss of her closest friend.

“Oh, no...”

“She... she didn’t make it. She had stayed behind to ensure that the Enclave couldn’t finish stop the teleporter from destroying itself...”

“I... I see... This truly is a loss for all of us...” he said in a rather sad tone, something that had become a rarity.

For the next month all of the wasteland had mourned the loss of it's living guardian angel.

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“Uuuuuuuuuggh....”

Why, heartbeat, WHY must you hurt my head so...? Ugh, it feels like that one time I got irradiated for moria way back, except worse... I really wish those birds would shut the he... Wait, birds?

With a grunt and a groan she opened her eyes and sat up.

Ah! And it's coupled with a hangover that rivals that one time I drank a whole jug of moonshine. Man, that was a bad idea...

She looked around to get her bearings, what she saw made her double take.

Trees? This isn’t an oasis, the trees look different. Then how...?

Her thought process was cut short by a loud roar followed by a scream.

She sighed. I guess even when you’re dead, people need saving. Well, best get going.

After a short trek following the sounds of the fight, two friendly blips showed up on the compass.

When she came to the clearing, what she saw made her mind skip a bit.

What. In. The. Fuck. Is that!?! It's got a scorpion tail and the body of a yao...

“SOMEPONY HELP ME!”

Her attention went to the cry for help. Is that a pony? That’s blue!? With WINGS?!?! What in the hell...?! And it looks like it favoring a leg and broke a wing, with some nice bruising on the chest. Whelp, better late than never.

“HEY!”

The shout startled both creatures.

A lion head? Wow, who put this thing together...?

“Step away from the pony.”

The lion headed creature looked between the pony and the new intruder before huffing. It sat back from the pony and eyed the new creature.

Man, I love the animal friend perk.

“Good, now shoo.” She waved her hands at the lion thing. It growled and walked off. She turned her attention to the pony who was looking right at her.

“W-w-what are you?” She asked putting on a fake bravado that didn’t go well with that stutter.

Trying to be brave, huh? Cute.

“I will answer that after you let me get a look at those injuries.”

“No way am I letting a monster near me, you just want to eat me!”

Monster?

“If I was a monster, I would have just killed you and the... lion... thingy.” She waved a hand in the general direction that said lion thing had left.

“You mean that manticore?”

Manticore? Well, it's not the weirdest thing that’s happened to me, I guess.

“Yeah, that thing.”

It eyed her before speaking up. “Okay, I guess. Just no funny business you... thing.”

“Ouch, called a thing. By the way, name’s Spitfire.” She stated as she walked towards the blue winged pony.

“I’m Rainbow Dash, the Fastest flier in - AH! What the hay!?” She cringed as the stranger touched her broken wing.

“I need to inspect your wing and leg, and I can’t do that properly if I don’t touch it. I can’t just look at it and know.”

“What, don’t know pegasi well enough?”

Ah, so she is a pegasus. I thought those were only myth?

“No, I don’t. Now are you going to hush up and let me take a look?” Dash harrumphed and nodded.

“Good, now hold still. I don’t know how much this will hurt...”

“Okay.”

Spitfire reached out and gently inspected the wing. Dash had stayed still, but she hissed through her teeth.

Hmm, well the wing isn’t broke... just looks like it dislocated at the shoulder joint on her back. Judging by her reaction to me just barely moving it, it’s gonna hurt putting it back in. Now the leg.

“Okay now your leg.” She adjusted to get a better view of Dash’s leg, who had put her leg out a bit for inspection.

Okay, good, it's not broke. Just fractured.

“You’re lucky, you know that?”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because the damage isn’t too severe. Your wing is only dislocated and your leg is only fractured, but nothing’s broken.”

Dash looked at herself then to Spitfire. “You figured that out all by looking and touching?”

“Yup, but we have to do your wing first. Judging by your reaction I am guessing putting it back into its joint, it's going to hurt.”

“Yeah, it is, I’ve done it before... Just be quick okay?”

“I will. Let me know when you're ready.”

Dash took a breath and nodded. “Okay, let’s do this.”

“Hold up, here, bite this.”

Dash looked and saw a stick in front of her. “Why?”

“It helps, trust me.”

“Okay...” Dash hesitantly bit into the stick.

Spitfire took up a position next to Dash. “Ready?”

“Mhm.”

Spitfire moved like lightning, popping the wing back into it's joint.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Dash bit the stick hard as it muffled her scream.

“I know it hurts, but at least your wing is back in its joint.”

Dash took a shuddering breath and spat the stick out. “That bucking hurt.”

Spitfire pulled out a syringe and jabbed Dash in the side, quickly sinking the plunger all the way down before she could react.

“AHHH!” Dash rounded on the stranger who stuck her with a needle. “WHAT WAS TH... that... feels really weird, yet I feel really good right now.”

“Sorry about that, I find it easier to do that instead of tell the person. Just in case.”

“What was that stuff?” Dash was testing her leg and wing, only find that they were all better.

“That was a stimpak, it heals small wounds and such.”

“Wow, I feel awesome!”

“Thats good, now. Do you think you could point me in the direction of the closest town?”

“Sure, I could lead you there now, but...”

“But what?”

“I don’t know how ponies would react to ya, I mean you look scary and your voice just adds to it. It doesn’t scare me though, I’m not scared of anything.”

“Uh huh, sure you’re not. And there are more like you?”

“Oh yeah, and not just pegasi either. There’s also unicorns and earth ponies too.”

“Huh...”

“I’ll take ya to Ponyville, but we gotta have Twilight see you first.”

“Who’s Twilight?”

“She’s a friend of mine and one of the smartest ponies there is.”

Spitfire shrugged. “Okay, just let me check my pip-boy real quick and see what all I’ve got with me.”

“Your what?”

“Pip-boy.”

“O...kay?”

Spitfire went about going through her pip-boy menus to see what all she had, and this is what she saw...