*Crack*
"Ughh" Alex let out a moan as the Fiend punched him across the face as he was dragged along the corridors leading further into the vault.
"Can't believe this piece of shit actually surrendered, to bad the others ran." One of the fiends dragging the hand cuffed Alex spoke out at the one who had punched him wearing brass knuckles.
"Doesn't matter anymore, Motor Runner wants this fucker at his feet! Hear that fucker? Can't wait to watch you get ripped apart." The two laughed yet stopped as a voice of reason cut through their moment. "Shouldn't we keep him alive as a bargaining chip? A few tried to chase down those bitches and got gunned down by the NCR…they got our asses zeroed in." The mood turned gloomy followed by another punch to Alex. "Bitch" with that the fiends continued to drag Alex deeper into the vaults… unaware of the shadow that lurked.
'Bastards, gonna skin you all alive!' Asia watched as they struck Alex for at least the fifteenth time.
She kept sneaking quietly as to not break the stealth field around her, it was a stupid idea and she wanted to shoot Alex herself if he had such a death wish…but damn it if the fiends weren't a stupid bunch! So here she is on her tippy toes, sneaking 15 feet behind a bunch of fiends dragging Alex to where she guessed the leader was.
Seconds turned to minutes as the group made it deeper and deeper, the vault seemed to grow dirtier and grimier the more steps they took into the bowels of the Vault architecture.
Coming to a t-junction, they split left and to a large powered door labeled 'REACTORS'. Pressing a buzzer, everyone waited until a suave voice without a hint of chem abuse spoke up. "Bring him here." The doors slid up and the fiends brought him in.
Asia moved quickly and slipped in, quickly ducking behind an old makeshift bar with full bottles neatly stacked about as two of the fiends left to stand guard outside of the doors as they closed and locked behind them.
Dragging Alex along they came to a man sitting on a makeshift throne with two dogs by his side and a bloodied chainsaw at his feet. The man looked like a sadist through and through, human skulls decorated his shoulders and a large Brahmin skull sat upon his head like a macabre crown.
However the first thing to hit Alex was the smell, not the sight. He doubted this fiend before him knew what a shower was.
"Soooo, you're the NCR dog who set up that thriving town in the mountains? The one shooting up my boys and humble abode? Quite impressive." Motor Runner eyed Alex. "Do you think you'll win?" Motor Runner leaned forward and put his hands under his chin while looking him in his eyes.
Alex understood those eyes… a seasoned killer. This man didn't have a merciful bone in his filthy body. "So I take it you lead these rag tag, drug addled, lumps of mole rat shit? Why am I not surp—ughhh!" Alex took a hook from the fiend on his right and glared at the clearly insulted addict.
"Such language! What did mommy not teach you proper manners growing up?" Motor Runner leaned back and smiled as the insult clearly landed.
Alex looked hatefully at the crusty scum rag before him and chuckled as he spit out a little blood from the hook he took a second ago. "Least my mother loved me." Alex watched as his own insult also had an effect.
"Haha, brave for a dead man. You think you're making it outta here? Or that those NCR patriots crowding around this vault's entrance are gonna survive the the next ten hours?" Motor Runner reached down and rubbed the head of one of the dogs as he leaned back. "A fool if I ever saw one, one I'd love to teach his place…but I have orders…"
With that Motor Runner stood up and reached for the chainsaw at his feet. "I'm going to enjoy what comes next…Ave, true to Caesar."
Alex felt his eyes go wide as Motor Runner revved the chainsaw and approached Alex.
*Pang, pewfft, bang *
"SHIT!" Motor Runner felt a pain in his hand as a bullet ricocheted off the chainsaw and tore through his thumb. Two of his three men went limp as a small puff of brain and blood mist sprain out of their heads compliments of the 10mm rounds Asia gifted them to their domes.
"Bitch!"
The last fiend turned and was about too move when he felt like he was punched twice in the chest. Looking down he could see to coin sized holes over his sturnum, as his vision blurred he witnessed a young woman coming out of a stealth field and walking up to him.
*BANG*
Asia put a third round through the stunned fiends head causing it to snap back and spill grey brain matter and bone over the floor as he slumped back with a thud.
She looked up to see two mongrels running at her, the first jumping up and latched on to her forearm making her grunt, the second failed however as Alex quickly broke out of the cuffs he had sneakily been lock picking since he made it to the reactor room.
With a blue flash a trench knife appeared and Alex spun, driving the blade into the mongrels head killing it instantly as he heard two more shots followed by a whine and thump as Asia cursed at the creature that bit her.
"Shut down the door!" Alex gave the order and Asia shot the doors panal making it hiss and smoke, sealing it shut unless the fiends had a power armor suit to lift the pressureized door.
The room went quite with no sounds from the door, guessing the guards didn't hear them, with that Alex smiled and turned his attention to the smelly thumbless shit stain … "What was that thing you said at the end there dear Motor Runner? Hmmm, I'm starting to expect a plot of some kind." Alex noticed Motor Runner had hid behind his ugly ass throne and reactors.
"You're a dead man! Caesar will remember what you've done when he takes the Mojave!"
"So I wasn't hearing things after getting my bell ring by your weak ass boys… interesting." Alex took a step over the dead dog and towards the throne.
"I would ask you about your plans, but I honestly don't give a fuck! Pretty sure they'll die with you…" in a blue flash a six by six small cylinder crate appeared at Alexs feet. "Oh, why don't you try and use that 'secret' tunnel of yours to escape? Not like it'll work. We found the spy at Mcarren." Alex heard Motor Runner laughing and then the injured man stepped out from his hiding spot.
Motor Runner looked at the crate at Alexs feet. "Over kill much?" Alex chuckled at the shocked man.
"Nah, worked once, kinda, so it'll work again, probably. By this time my sister should be pulling back her soldiers and funneling the last of your ilk into the vault." Alex pressed the timer and watched the ten minutes starting to tick down.
"Why destroy the vault? It's a strong defensive position!" Motor Runner looked at the mad man before him.
"To much blood on the walls, NCR can't use it. Might as well make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands later." In another flash a 10mm SMG appeared and Alex leveled it at Motor Runner. "Time to say goodnight to the bad guys. Night-night Motor Runner."
"My names Maxius, a proud member of Caes-"
*BANG* THUMP*
"Sorry, where you saying something?" Alex looked at the body of the fiend turned Legion lap dog as blood began to pool under the corpses head.
"You ok Asia?" Alex looked back from the body at her as she finished pressing a stimpak into her arm.
"Yeah I'll be fine, but uh, should we scadaddle?" Asia walked over to him and both left the towards the back wall by an old console. "Should be this one I guess?" Alex pressed an out of place button that caused a whirling mechanical sound, followed by the cement wall beside the console to slide in and down into the floor.
"Guess I'll go first." Alex took one look back and left into the the dimly lit hallway. "Be my guess, looks creepy." Asia kept close as she quickly followed behind, No more then 20 steps in did the wall seal back up making both look back before shrugging.
"We should probably run now.."
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//In a random warehouse outside Vegas//
"Secure the container! Make sure the survivors are treated and our prisoners disarmed!" Master Sargent Rowen called out to his platoon members as he watched three of his men being zipped into body bags. "Fucking Omertàs.." he looked at the growing pile of corpses in shitty three piece suits.
'Didn't expect to walk into this shit storm.' Rowan watched as four of his female compatriots helped nearly twenty women from ages 10 to 40 out of small cages while others moved large crates of weapons.
"Sir! You need to see this." One trooper came up to him and handed over some papers. A few minutes into them and Rowan had a nasty look on his face. Like if someone had forced him to crawl up behind an unaware fire gecko and lick its asshole.
"Where did you get these?" Rowan asked the nervous trooper who pointed to a dead body that others were adding to the burn pile. "This is bigger then expected…get commander Hsu on the line immediately!" Of the papers he held were true…
"HALT!!! Move and we open fire!" Rowan heard one of the guards at the tunnel entrance shout and pulled his .45 to prepare for combat, only to sigh as he looked at a man and woman with their hands up.
"Long time no see Alex, and companion." Rowan looked at the tall handsome man and felt a headache coming.
"Oh! Carrot head? That really you?!" Alex waved and rushed past the stunned trooper while Asia kept her hands up unsure what to do.
"Seriously! It's been years, let that go already." Rowan let out a small smile as Alex stood in front of him. "Yeah sure, but uhhh…we should evacuate, like now."
Rowan raised an eyebrow. "Why? Someone chasing you through that tunnel?, you? Doubtful."
"New Reno." Alex said two words.
"EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY!!!" Rowan whipped around and began to shout orders to his men as everyone looked at him bewildered.
Alex ran back and grabbed Asia, pulling her along he shouted once more "YOU GOT THREE MINUTES" before running out of the opened warehouse loading bay doors.
"MOVE!" Rowan shouted as everyone began to haul ass.
"Sir, what about the tunnel?" The tunnel guard asked Rowan who gave him a look like he was dumber then dung and only half as pretty.
"Fuck the tunnel! FULL RETREAT!" Rowan grabbed his radio as he ran to warn the units near Vault 3, only to get a 'we know' in reply.
'Great, wish I wasn't the last to know, ugh, fuck my life.' Rowan was behide all his men with the freed female slaves in the front as the seconds ticked by.
"Sir, why all the panic?" A corporal asked as they made their way out of the old ruins at towards Mcarren.
"Few years back I and a few hundred others were sent to squash an uprising in New Reno, a high ranking officer was killed by the uppity Brahmin barons which pissed off the army enough to send HIM." It was at this point the corporal's face went pale as most of the soldiers heard of this story.
"The barons killed a Van Graft who was in support of the NCR and had quite a bit of power over the gangs and barons. Kidnapping his daughters in the process, that man saved one and lured all the instigators to an old theater…and I'm guessing you know what happened after?"
"Yeah I heard that the Mini Nuke was an experimental version called a dirty boy?" The man remembered the memorial as he passed through New Reno.
"Yeah, turns out he got it from one of the barons he killed earlier, they planned on using it in the capital to kill off congress and the president. He didn't realize it's unique nature…the theater was destroyed as intended…but the radiation." Rowan looked at the corporal.
"Half of New Reno, he forever gained a new title for it." Rowan spoke as the time began its last seconds.
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