G
Guest
Guest
Right this is actually my first time here but I've been playing Fallout since the original back in '98, did play Wasteland yonks ago. I always wondered what Alaska would be like in Fallout and here's the first draft of "Fallout: Last Frontier".
The ending's a bit boring but there was no way I could finish it so maybe a little bit of feedback BTW, I was half way through spell checking the thing when the phone rang... apparently I was suppose to meet my girlfriend... "bollocks!" I thought anyway hope you guys like it.
Fallout: Last Frontier.
By Bad Luck Ranger.
Out to the edge of the 2 psi. Ring, damaged buildings and the resulting debris would have made repairs very difficult, if not impossible, for several weeks. While the first of the rescue teams were despatched just after a few days not much was left but a few skeleton builders and the nuclear wind passing through the radioactive air.
Four beings in protective wear walked through the destroyed avenue, the grass of what once had been a park was brown and the trees were burnt stumps. One of the men began to take a seat on one of the burnt wooden park chairs only to find it flake into ash on impact instead he sat on one of the cleanly burnt tree stumps and looked down onto the dusty grass, he noticed parts of a baby's pram. The fabric was charred but he knew the intended design was of flowers and rabbits.
Shaking his head he put his gloved hand to his anti-rad suits face visor and started to weep. For the lost all lives, never had such an overwhelming feeling of despair had filled his body.
Fallout had begun.
Those who were lucky were able to reach the underground Vaults. Only the chosen would find salvation and our story begins or actually continues with Marcus Akin, a botanist from Vault 4 up in the last frontier a place once called Alaska. Vault 4 lay under Janeau. Away from knowledge of only but the government and the people who had once lived there, since the United States annexed Canada it was predicted that rebellions would be started and since Janeau lays near the border it was the best bet to keep an entire subterrainian city unknown to everyone but those few.
Marcus and his team of a handful botanists had left the Vault to search for new species of plants hopefully mutated and if possible, sentient. But his plans took a U-turn when Canadian rebels attacked his team and he was left for dead.
Striped of supplies apart from his ammo low 10mm Pistol and Vault 4 thermal jacket, Marcus ,concussed, stumbled through the Alaskan frontier, it seemed like years since his party was attacked but now he had found his salvation, a small settlement formed out of the ruins of an old city known as Anchorage, the city seemed desolate and he wished he hadn't came here during the night, it was deserted and kind of creepy and being a Vault Dweller he had little knowledge of the outside world.
The wind whistled through the ruins giving Marcus an eerie feeling inside but instead of turning back he kept moving. Five minutes walking slowly and being cautious had presented him to a larger part of the ruined city.
"God I hate this place!" thought Marcus.
His mind was playing games and he didn't like it especially when what he'd had been through so far. He heard a loud clanking sound. Marcus swept around and removed the 10mm pistol from it's holster. His hands trembled when he tried to aim into the darkness. The whistle seemed to be getting louder and his heartbeat was becoming more frantic than it already was.
He heard a louder clank.
Nervously, he shouted, "Who's there? I'm armed!" but instead of sounding threatening he sounded afraid. Yet another clank and this time it came from behind him. He swung round to face the noise and then another clank behind hind sounded.
"Are you ghouls? Who's there? I'm armed!"
No answer, then the whistling stopped and the clanks also stopped.
Marcus puffed, lowered his weapon and walked on. He had covered several feet until another clank was heard and this time it was near, very near.
"I'm armed, show yourself. Please!" His heartbeat became faster and faster until he finally snapped and fired his pistol blindly into the darkness.
Voices were heard and they were children.
"Hey, mister. Stop!"
Marcus lowered his weapon and followed the voice, which came from one of the ruined buildings.
"We were only joking with you!" The voice said just before a fire was lit to reveal who the children were.
It was only a group of children. But it wasn't until the fire was lit that he saw his surroundings, it was a settlement.
"Mister, do you want to come underground..." the child was stopped by a grown up women, she was very attractive but the sort of attractiveness you would get from a news reporter. She seemed sifisticated yet vulnerable.
"What's all this shooting up here, who are you? Why are you shooting at us?" She was obviously unset.
Marcus replied, "Sorry ma'am, your children were playing and I believed it was ghouls or mutants, I couldn't see who it was, I'm sorry."
The women smiled then frowned as she looked down at the children.
"Joshua! we've been looking for you and you're friends thank god you're alright but you're grounded, it isn't nice to frighten strangers, you could've got killed!"
Joshua's eyes filled with tears. "But mom, he should've said he was armed!" He lied.
Marcus felt sorry for the kid and tried to joke about the situation he was a man of science and not at all violent. His soft heart had given in.
"You should be proud, ma'am. Your children was able to frighten me, they could probably frighten raiders or even the odd Canadian militias or two!"
The women introduced herself as Anna her settlement extended underground. Since the nights can be incredibly cold and dangerous, which doesn't explain what the children were doing out at the time.
Marcus looked at the surroundings, Anna and the children had led him to a large ruined warehouse and in the middle was a large circular Vault door laying horizontally on the ground much like the opening of Marcus' Vault yet this one was called Vault 2.
"Your from a Vault?" asked Marcus happily.
Anna nodded, "You seem to be from Vault 4, that's the Janeau Vault isn't it?"
Marcus looked surprised, "Yes, how did you know about Vault 4."
"Well, as you might know already all Vaults have huge computer mainframes. That tells of all the Vaults. We sometimes have contact from other Vaults like a few years back we got a distress call from a Vault 15 telling us that the whole place had been invaded by some Raiders known as the Cans? Kharns? whatever?, we couldn't do anything about it so... well, anyway."
Anna paused in deep thought then she grabbed her two-way radio and spoke into it.
"Ben, this is Anna, you can let us in now, I've found Joshua and the others."
Radio crackle came through then a voice sighed, "Roger that, stand clear!"
The large metal number 2 Vault door made a tremendous sound as it pan into a large alcove built into the sides of the hole, dust was lifted into air and danced in time of the hydraulic sound.
A drilling sound came next as an elevator span up to the surface.
Anna, Marcus and the others boarded the elevator. A few seconds passed as the large drill like elevator span back to the bottom, which took several moments.
A fat short man with a tatty and faded Vault 2 baseball cap greeted the group.
"Wow, a dweller from another Vault, Vault 4! You must be hungry? Well, before you can eat you must check in with our Overseer." Said Ben friendly.
Marcus agreed and Anna led him down to a large computer room that had the Overseer.
"Hello there, and who might you be?" requested the middle-aged man, his stubble-ridden face indicated that he was hard working and possibly suffering from insomnia.
Marcus replied, "My name is Marcus Akin, you probably know I'm from Vault 4. You see I was with a group of botanist out on a retrieval mission to find new species of plant. We were attacked and I was the only survivor. All I've got is my gun, I'm very hungry and tired please may I rest at your Vault?"
The Overseer nodded. "You may, Anna show our guest to the cafeteria."
The two walked down the sterile corridors, everyone was asleep, as it was still dark.
Marcus had many questions. "So tell me about this place?"
Anna smiled. "Well, not much to say apart from that we are the only Vault that isn't officially open. You see we're not really supposed to be here, this Vault wasn't finished in time of the war. Which took the whole world by surprise anyway and our ancestors came from a city near the border, we travelled for many weeks until we found this place."
Marcus asked, "Which City?"
"Dawson."
Marcus look embarrassed, since America annexed Canada and Dawson was a Canadian city Marcus felt like he was to blame from the poor treatment of Canada, American soldiers had brutally beaten Canada and even if it had been 80 years since the war Marcus still felt a form of guilt.
The two made it to the cafeteria; Anna walked into the kitchen and grabbed a TV dinner like meal from the cooler. She placed it in a microwave as Marcus took a seat.
The retro looking machine beeped and the meal was done; Anna took it to the table that Marcus was sitting at.
"It's not much but... well you know, everyone's a beggar in the apocalypse!" joked Anna.
Marcus took the fork and started eating frantically; it was his first real meal since he left his own Vault.
"Will you be staying long?" asked Anna.
Marcus continued eating.
"Mark?"
Marcus looked up and he swallowed. "It's Marcus, sorry, it can get confusing."
"Will you be staying long?" She asked again.
"Oh, sorry. I don't know, maybe until I'm feeling 100%. That is if your Overseer says it's ok?" He answered.
"I'm sure. If you can that is, my home is always open. You can stay with me. The settlement above ground is only used for traders and travellers and there isn't any spare rooms available."
Marcus put down his fork and thought. "Ok, if you don't mind that is."
The next couple of weeks are pointless mentioning apart from the fact of the relationship that Anna and Marcus had been growing. Marcus began to question whether to stay or not. What if he could be happy here, with Anna?
But this week began with a large group of caravan merchants coming to Anchorage; the ruined shantytown above the Vault was packed with traders and shoppers. It was a joyous occasion, but something was a foot. Even though everything seemed happy and contentedly Marcus had this weird feeling in his stomach as if the traders and merchants were hiding something from the people of Vault 2.
One of the traders named Lorenzo seemed to be the average merchant. He always had a smile on his face but what he was selling was something more than friendly, in his stock he had a Vault issued Pip Boy 2000, the very same that was stolen off Marcus when his botanist party was attacked by raiders. When Marcus came to Lorenzo's table he became outraged. Lorenzo knew that Marcus was the original owner but he had always thought that he died with the others.
Marcus grabbed his pistol and aimed at Lorenzo's head; the whole settlement went silent, as people became too surprised to say anything.
"You son of a bitch! You killed them, you killed them all and now you'll pay!"
But Lorenzo had something else up his sleeve; a hunting rifle fixed under the table that was hidden from sight.
A huge sound rocketed the Anchorage market place as Marcus fell to the ground; he had taken a shoot to the left leg and was badly wounded.
Anna ran to the wounded Marcus.
Lorenzo grabbed his trusty H&K P90c and aimed at Marcus, who was sprawled on the floor, screams filled the air.
Lorenzo had his finger on the trigger.
"What'd you gonna do about?" he shouted with cocky anger.
Marcus looked up at the bulky pistol but without taking a second notice Marcus picked up his pistol and took a shot at the evil merchant.
Lorenzo fell to the ground clutching his stomach.
Anna helped Marcus up but before the fan fares Marcus had to finish to job. He lifted the stolen Pip Boy and attached it to his wrist, and then he took an aim at Lorenzo whom now was bleeding to death.
Anna ran to the injured Vault Dweller.
"Don't shoot him Marcus, let us deal with him civilly."
Marcus looked at the attractive women and nodded.
Internal bleeding and haemorrhaging caused Lorenzo to die a week later. Though things were returning to normal Marcus knew that as soon as he was able to face the wastes of the last frontier he had to pay his gratitude to the people of Vault 2 for in their eyes except Anna Marcus had become a monster, the scientific botanist had become a human war machine and he had now been classed as a threat to the tranquility of Vault 2.
Hmmm.... okay??? He only killed one guy for godsake!!! Anyway feedback anyone???
Email with your thought etc.
badluck@stoner.eurobell.co.uk
The ending's a bit boring but there was no way I could finish it so maybe a little bit of feedback BTW, I was half way through spell checking the thing when the phone rang... apparently I was suppose to meet my girlfriend... "bollocks!" I thought anyway hope you guys like it.
Fallout: Last Frontier.
By Bad Luck Ranger.
Out to the edge of the 2 psi. Ring, damaged buildings and the resulting debris would have made repairs very difficult, if not impossible, for several weeks. While the first of the rescue teams were despatched just after a few days not much was left but a few skeleton builders and the nuclear wind passing through the radioactive air.
Four beings in protective wear walked through the destroyed avenue, the grass of what once had been a park was brown and the trees were burnt stumps. One of the men began to take a seat on one of the burnt wooden park chairs only to find it flake into ash on impact instead he sat on one of the cleanly burnt tree stumps and looked down onto the dusty grass, he noticed parts of a baby's pram. The fabric was charred but he knew the intended design was of flowers and rabbits.
Shaking his head he put his gloved hand to his anti-rad suits face visor and started to weep. For the lost all lives, never had such an overwhelming feeling of despair had filled his body.
Fallout had begun.
Those who were lucky were able to reach the underground Vaults. Only the chosen would find salvation and our story begins or actually continues with Marcus Akin, a botanist from Vault 4 up in the last frontier a place once called Alaska. Vault 4 lay under Janeau. Away from knowledge of only but the government and the people who had once lived there, since the United States annexed Canada it was predicted that rebellions would be started and since Janeau lays near the border it was the best bet to keep an entire subterrainian city unknown to everyone but those few.
Marcus and his team of a handful botanists had left the Vault to search for new species of plants hopefully mutated and if possible, sentient. But his plans took a U-turn when Canadian rebels attacked his team and he was left for dead.
Striped of supplies apart from his ammo low 10mm Pistol and Vault 4 thermal jacket, Marcus ,concussed, stumbled through the Alaskan frontier, it seemed like years since his party was attacked but now he had found his salvation, a small settlement formed out of the ruins of an old city known as Anchorage, the city seemed desolate and he wished he hadn't came here during the night, it was deserted and kind of creepy and being a Vault Dweller he had little knowledge of the outside world.
The wind whistled through the ruins giving Marcus an eerie feeling inside but instead of turning back he kept moving. Five minutes walking slowly and being cautious had presented him to a larger part of the ruined city.
"God I hate this place!" thought Marcus.
His mind was playing games and he didn't like it especially when what he'd had been through so far. He heard a loud clanking sound. Marcus swept around and removed the 10mm pistol from it's holster. His hands trembled when he tried to aim into the darkness. The whistle seemed to be getting louder and his heartbeat was becoming more frantic than it already was.
He heard a louder clank.
Nervously, he shouted, "Who's there? I'm armed!" but instead of sounding threatening he sounded afraid. Yet another clank and this time it came from behind him. He swung round to face the noise and then another clank behind hind sounded.
"Are you ghouls? Who's there? I'm armed!"
No answer, then the whistling stopped and the clanks also stopped.
Marcus puffed, lowered his weapon and walked on. He had covered several feet until another clank was heard and this time it was near, very near.
"I'm armed, show yourself. Please!" His heartbeat became faster and faster until he finally snapped and fired his pistol blindly into the darkness.
Voices were heard and they were children.
"Hey, mister. Stop!"
Marcus lowered his weapon and followed the voice, which came from one of the ruined buildings.
"We were only joking with you!" The voice said just before a fire was lit to reveal who the children were.
It was only a group of children. But it wasn't until the fire was lit that he saw his surroundings, it was a settlement.
"Mister, do you want to come underground..." the child was stopped by a grown up women, she was very attractive but the sort of attractiveness you would get from a news reporter. She seemed sifisticated yet vulnerable.
"What's all this shooting up here, who are you? Why are you shooting at us?" She was obviously unset.
Marcus replied, "Sorry ma'am, your children were playing and I believed it was ghouls or mutants, I couldn't see who it was, I'm sorry."
The women smiled then frowned as she looked down at the children.
"Joshua! we've been looking for you and you're friends thank god you're alright but you're grounded, it isn't nice to frighten strangers, you could've got killed!"
Joshua's eyes filled with tears. "But mom, he should've said he was armed!" He lied.
Marcus felt sorry for the kid and tried to joke about the situation he was a man of science and not at all violent. His soft heart had given in.
"You should be proud, ma'am. Your children was able to frighten me, they could probably frighten raiders or even the odd Canadian militias or two!"
The women introduced herself as Anna her settlement extended underground. Since the nights can be incredibly cold and dangerous, which doesn't explain what the children were doing out at the time.
Marcus looked at the surroundings, Anna and the children had led him to a large ruined warehouse and in the middle was a large circular Vault door laying horizontally on the ground much like the opening of Marcus' Vault yet this one was called Vault 2.
"Your from a Vault?" asked Marcus happily.
Anna nodded, "You seem to be from Vault 4, that's the Janeau Vault isn't it?"
Marcus looked surprised, "Yes, how did you know about Vault 4."
"Well, as you might know already all Vaults have huge computer mainframes. That tells of all the Vaults. We sometimes have contact from other Vaults like a few years back we got a distress call from a Vault 15 telling us that the whole place had been invaded by some Raiders known as the Cans? Kharns? whatever?, we couldn't do anything about it so... well, anyway."
Anna paused in deep thought then she grabbed her two-way radio and spoke into it.
"Ben, this is Anna, you can let us in now, I've found Joshua and the others."
Radio crackle came through then a voice sighed, "Roger that, stand clear!"
The large metal number 2 Vault door made a tremendous sound as it pan into a large alcove built into the sides of the hole, dust was lifted into air and danced in time of the hydraulic sound.
A drilling sound came next as an elevator span up to the surface.
Anna, Marcus and the others boarded the elevator. A few seconds passed as the large drill like elevator span back to the bottom, which took several moments.
A fat short man with a tatty and faded Vault 2 baseball cap greeted the group.
"Wow, a dweller from another Vault, Vault 4! You must be hungry? Well, before you can eat you must check in with our Overseer." Said Ben friendly.
Marcus agreed and Anna led him down to a large computer room that had the Overseer.
"Hello there, and who might you be?" requested the middle-aged man, his stubble-ridden face indicated that he was hard working and possibly suffering from insomnia.
Marcus replied, "My name is Marcus Akin, you probably know I'm from Vault 4. You see I was with a group of botanist out on a retrieval mission to find new species of plant. We were attacked and I was the only survivor. All I've got is my gun, I'm very hungry and tired please may I rest at your Vault?"
The Overseer nodded. "You may, Anna show our guest to the cafeteria."
The two walked down the sterile corridors, everyone was asleep, as it was still dark.
Marcus had many questions. "So tell me about this place?"
Anna smiled. "Well, not much to say apart from that we are the only Vault that isn't officially open. You see we're not really supposed to be here, this Vault wasn't finished in time of the war. Which took the whole world by surprise anyway and our ancestors came from a city near the border, we travelled for many weeks until we found this place."
Marcus asked, "Which City?"
"Dawson."
Marcus look embarrassed, since America annexed Canada and Dawson was a Canadian city Marcus felt like he was to blame from the poor treatment of Canada, American soldiers had brutally beaten Canada and even if it had been 80 years since the war Marcus still felt a form of guilt.
The two made it to the cafeteria; Anna walked into the kitchen and grabbed a TV dinner like meal from the cooler. She placed it in a microwave as Marcus took a seat.
The retro looking machine beeped and the meal was done; Anna took it to the table that Marcus was sitting at.
"It's not much but... well you know, everyone's a beggar in the apocalypse!" joked Anna.
Marcus took the fork and started eating frantically; it was his first real meal since he left his own Vault.
"Will you be staying long?" asked Anna.
Marcus continued eating.
"Mark?"
Marcus looked up and he swallowed. "It's Marcus, sorry, it can get confusing."
"Will you be staying long?" She asked again.
"Oh, sorry. I don't know, maybe until I'm feeling 100%. That is if your Overseer says it's ok?" He answered.
"I'm sure. If you can that is, my home is always open. You can stay with me. The settlement above ground is only used for traders and travellers and there isn't any spare rooms available."
Marcus put down his fork and thought. "Ok, if you don't mind that is."
The next couple of weeks are pointless mentioning apart from the fact of the relationship that Anna and Marcus had been growing. Marcus began to question whether to stay or not. What if he could be happy here, with Anna?
But this week began with a large group of caravan merchants coming to Anchorage; the ruined shantytown above the Vault was packed with traders and shoppers. It was a joyous occasion, but something was a foot. Even though everything seemed happy and contentedly Marcus had this weird feeling in his stomach as if the traders and merchants were hiding something from the people of Vault 2.
One of the traders named Lorenzo seemed to be the average merchant. He always had a smile on his face but what he was selling was something more than friendly, in his stock he had a Vault issued Pip Boy 2000, the very same that was stolen off Marcus when his botanist party was attacked by raiders. When Marcus came to Lorenzo's table he became outraged. Lorenzo knew that Marcus was the original owner but he had always thought that he died with the others.
Marcus grabbed his pistol and aimed at Lorenzo's head; the whole settlement went silent, as people became too surprised to say anything.
"You son of a bitch! You killed them, you killed them all and now you'll pay!"
But Lorenzo had something else up his sleeve; a hunting rifle fixed under the table that was hidden from sight.
A huge sound rocketed the Anchorage market place as Marcus fell to the ground; he had taken a shoot to the left leg and was badly wounded.
Anna ran to the wounded Marcus.
Lorenzo grabbed his trusty H&K P90c and aimed at Marcus, who was sprawled on the floor, screams filled the air.
Lorenzo had his finger on the trigger.
"What'd you gonna do about?" he shouted with cocky anger.
Marcus looked up at the bulky pistol but without taking a second notice Marcus picked up his pistol and took a shot at the evil merchant.
Lorenzo fell to the ground clutching his stomach.
Anna helped Marcus up but before the fan fares Marcus had to finish to job. He lifted the stolen Pip Boy and attached it to his wrist, and then he took an aim at Lorenzo whom now was bleeding to death.
Anna ran to the injured Vault Dweller.
"Don't shoot him Marcus, let us deal with him civilly."
Marcus looked at the attractive women and nodded.
Internal bleeding and haemorrhaging caused Lorenzo to die a week later. Though things were returning to normal Marcus knew that as soon as he was able to face the wastes of the last frontier he had to pay his gratitude to the people of Vault 2 for in their eyes except Anna Marcus had become a monster, the scientific botanist had become a human war machine and he had now been classed as a threat to the tranquility of Vault 2.
Hmmm.... okay??? He only killed one guy for godsake!!! Anyway feedback anyone???
Email with your thought etc.
badluck@stoner.eurobell.co.uk
