Fallout: Southwestern War

BOS_Warlord

First time out of the vault
It has been 7 years since Legate Lanius led the Legion to victory at the Hoover Dam. The battle was bloodier than both sides would have preferred as 50% of the NCR Troops in the Mojave were killed and 40% of Legions troops there were killed. NCR managed to hold McCarran, and most of their other bases and secretly pulled out of Nevada little by little. The NCR regrouped in California and prepared for the worst, however the worst never came.

Eventually, the NCR grew curious and decided to send in a few NCR Rangers and Scouts in to check out Nevada. They found no traces of the Legion, no living traces anyway. The Rangers found for lack of a better term, Legions of Legion buried half way, face down. It seems as if the bodies were beaten, shot, slashed, mangled or all of the above. Most of the bodies appeared to be urinated on, or in some cases with higher ranks, defecated on. After a few scouting missions, the NCR found no traces of Legion, or the people responsible for doing so, the Brotherhood Of Steel Mojave Chapter managed to hide in their bunker and avoid harm at the hands of the people responsible. The information they provided the NCR stated that a large number of well armed soldiers starting moving in from Arizona, calling themselves the Mexican Union. They outnumbered the Legion and slaughtered many of their greatest warriors, pushing them from New Mexico, Arizona and Nevada. Legion managed to regroup in Utah and Colorado, and were apparently planning to take back their former states, but the Mexican Union had spread so quickly that Lanius decided that he would rather expand northbound. The Union seemingly had no interest in anything north of Nevada, but they want one last state, a state that belongs to them: California. NCR attempted to negotiate with the Union,but the Union refused to give them any land, leading to the Battle of The Mojave. The NCR managed to push them out of most of Nevada, gaining most of the Mojave back, and the two forces came to a standstill. Ever since the Mexican Union held Nevada, Chem activity has increased two fold, a cartel calling themselves Violenta Tormenta moved in on the Mojave and took over what the former Great Khans dabbled with, and made it more profitable. The NCR is currently drafting citizens for a full fledged war with the Mexican Union.



To Be Contiuned
 
It would span across eastern california, Nevada, New Mexico, Arizona, Northern Mexico, brief scenes in Utah and Colorado. Ideas for creatures include the illusive Bark Scorpion King, which is the size of a Radscorpion Queen and packs a venom that could knock a Deathclaw on its ass. new types of Cazador, such as Young Cazador, Cazador Drone and Cazador Soldier. Giant Snakes, rabid dogs, Iguanas, and more
 
Chapter 1: Rude Awakening

We see a man, he has no faction, he has no knowledge of the world above vault 55 . However he is just about to get a dose of Reality.

We see the boy, young, slender and timid. He is the overseers son. While helping his father in his office they receive a distress call from the outside.


Overseer: Hmm, A distress call? Odd, the outside radio was busted last time I checked.

Boy: Perhaps somebody repaired it from the outside?

Overseer: Maybe. But I should not acknowledge it.

The Radio Crackles, we here faint sounds of suffering

Man on radio: Please HELP My wife and kid, there dying. They got poisoned. I cant go anywhere else please let me in!

The Overseer hesitates to answer, but his conscious gets the best of him and he gives in when he hears a baby crying.

Overseer: We can send a doctor up, but we cant let you in.

Man on Radio: Bless your soul!

The Overseer sends 4 security guards to escort the doctor, the Doctor opens the vault door and suddenly, numerous Raiders flood in. Raiders of all types, some wear the garb of the Fiends, others in Viper or even the former Great Khan clothes. These Raiders are known as the Hellions, composed of what the NCR thought they destroyed. Sick men who banded together to gain retribution on the NCR. Led by a man named Vicardo. Vicardo was never part of any of these gangs, but it is alleged that he traveled all the way from The Eastern ruins of Washington DC and was once a part of a band of slavers. He was shunned from the East Coast after he ran afoul a group of Regulators. They beat him, threw him in the back of a refurbished Corvega and drove him out into the remnants of Kentucky; A land ravished by Raiders and Abominations. Vicardo over came this and traveled west, in search of his cousin Gerald, or Motor-Runner as he was known as in South Vegas. Upon hearing that Motor-Runner was dead he manipulated the rest of the Fiends into becoming his goons. From there he gathered all the radicalz together, but now they needed a new base of operations.

The four security guards attempted to fight off the onslaught of chem crazed raiders with their standard issue 10MM pistols, but they only managed to take out a few before being over run. The Hellions ran through the vault. Shooting, Stabbing and beating the men to death. They would kidnap the Children and the Women forcibly stripped, gang raped and shot. The Boy and his father opened up a secret locker, where his father kept his trusty Shotgun. He loaded it up and holed himself in his office. Forced to hear the screams of his people, knowing that he could not save them, or stop his son from being converted. Suddenly, Vicardo and 3 of his men walked in. A psychotic woman with track marks and picked at, infected skin named Scuzzy was his mate, She wielded a serrated Bayonet. The Overseer shot one of Vicardos men, before his weapon was shot out of his hands. Vicardo told his goons to hold on before confronting the Overseer.


Vicardo: Hello, Overseer...(Looks at the name plate on his desk) Brooks. As you can see, I am quite fond of your shelter here, and I want it. You have no choice in this you see? The only choice you have is whether we kill you fast, or slowly. Perhaps Ronnie wants to have his way with you while your son watches.

Overseer Brooks: Do what you want to me, just spare the child!

Vicardo: Oh I plan on sparing your child, us Hellions need as many men as we can get. You see, I am not sure if you know, but we were once a force to be reckoned with, until my dear dear Cousin was slaughtered, or when Papa Khan and his son were mercilessly executed by the bear. All of my brothers are Victims of the Bear, or the Legion, or the Mexican Union. Well No more, I was exiled from The East Coast and I Traveled hear to save these people. I am the Messiah of Anarchy, No More Mexican Unions, Violenta Tormentas or Legion or NCR to stop the Destiny. Now, hand the boy over and I will make it quick.

The Overseer attempts to stab Vicardo, slashing out his left eye. Vicardo pulls out a strange Plasma Pistol that shoots Blue Plasma. causing the Overseer to be reduced to a puddle. The boy is crying as Vicardo approaches him, but Vicardo wont hurt him.

Vicardo: Cry not my child! I am here to help you. Ronnie, alert the others. Tell them to tie all the remaining women down, my men deserve a little fun! Psycho and Buffout for all! Also, get all the medical supplies we can, I know we are going to have to resuscitate these women a few times, However, keep the Pregnant ones safe. Those little soldiers inside them are what we need.

Ronnie: Yes Lord Vicardo

Vicardo: Come with me little Brooks, I have something to give you.

Brooks walks over, we see Vicardo clutching a needle of Psycho. Flash, we fade to a different scene.

TO Be continued

Honestly, this is one of the most disturbing things Ive ever written. Feedback please
 
Vault 55 was located between Reno and New Vegas, the Hellions took it as their base of operations. However They quickly began sending settlers to New Vegas. Brooks is now a hardened raider, he is 14 years old, addicted to Psycho, Buffout and god knows what else. He takes orders from a man named Scum, a former Fiend. They are currently Raiding a small settlement to the north of the Mojave. Many of the settlers try and fight, but are outdone by the salvaged energy weapons that these Raiders hold. The Battle is done and now the few survivors are being executed, brainwashed or raped. Brooks cleans his plasma rifle while sitting by a campfire with his comrades.

Brooks: Hey, shitface pass me that wrench, I gotta dump the plasma resin out of this cocksucker.

Shitface: Here ya go Brooksy.

Brooks opens up the plasma rifle, he walks out to a tied down settler and dumps the goo on his chest, causing chemical burns on the poor soul.

Brooks: Shut your face bitch, il kill you right now if you dont stop screaming. Im goin to bed!

Brooks goes off to bed, he grabs two women one raider girl named Leena and a poor settler girl, lord only knows what they plan to do.


Morning comes, although these Hellions probably wished for a better wake up. we here a loud boom and hissing noise before we see Shitface take a .50 MG bullet to the skull, splattering his brains everywhere. The Hellions attempt to retreat, but there is NCR all over the place


Brooks: FUCK YOU NCR!

Leena stabs a female trooper

Leena: Your going to eat my cu...

*BANG* Leenas head is taken off by a sharpshooter.

NCR floods the place, disarming or killing the Hellions. the commander states that all the children are to be detained and shipped to a rehabilitation facility, while the adults are to be executed on the spot. Scum is seen being beaten with Rifle butts, the tough son of a bitch still swings, before a skull crunching blow is heard.


Brooks: Fuck you, im gonna kill you all!

Brooks rushes at a Veteran Ranger before being shot with a bean bag shotgun shell. He falls to the ground and falls unconscious.

3 hours later, Brooks wakes up, strapped to a chair in an NCR Medic tent. Doctor Maxi is there


Dr. Maxi: Hello child, what is your name

Brooks spits at Maxi

Brooks: Hello, My name is fuck you!

Dr. Maxi: Ah yes, Raider children are always hard to talk to without their chems, I guess i should give you some Fixer.

Maxi gives Brooks a shot, Brooks begins to feel woozy and begins to throw up. Maxi runs a tube into his mouth to suck all the vomit out to prevent him from choking. After this, Brooks faints.


We see a slideshow of Brooks Rehabilitation, talking to psychiatrists and military officials. Suddenly, 4 years later. Brooks has been drafted to battle against the Union in Northern Arizona.

Sarge Hepburn: Okay Men, this is it. Some of you have been waiting for this day, others have been dreading it. Just remember, what you do for the republic will always be remembered. Now, the standard 5.56 MM Rifle is your best friend, it can be used to hunt and fight. I myself still carry it along with my standard issue revolver. It has gotten me through some tough times against the Brotherhood, Legion, Fiends and the Union. You will all become closely acquainted with it and learn to love it, however should it fail you you will also have to rely on your 9MM. Its a short range gun, not very good against Armor. but it does its job when need be. to the firing range.

TBC
 
northern Arizona is a field of leigon relics, decanus coins and legion armor spread across the land, the shattered blades and broken guns of a once powerful army lay in the desert sand. The union is closing in on the NCR, and they are prepared for anything. NCR won't make any more mistakes, they blew it in nevada against the legion, they blew it against the BC Dominion ( they weren't aware of winter and 30% of their forces were lost to the cold) they took back the Mojave, they can take Arizona.


Brooks fires at the target, bullseye.



Sgt Hepburn: out fucking standing Brooks, you may serve us well after all.

Ranger Malone enters

Ranger Malone: Hepburn, I see your men are capable of shooting, what else can they do?

Hepburn: what can't they do, Owen once ripped into a cazadors thorax with his bare hands, Vance is handy with a flamer and Brooksy here can shoot the balls off a flea.

Ranger Malone: very good, you and your team are receiving your first assignment for the Arizona offensive, you will be taking Bullhead city which you will hold until we drop supplies and men, after which you will capture Sun Valley Airport, basically you are in charge of securing all border locations until operation: bury in ashes begins when we close in on Phoenix.

Tbc
 
Oh, one critique. The BoS would probably not provide any information to the NCR. They hate them.
 
TorontRayne said:
Oh, one critique. The BoS would probably not provide any information to the NCR. They hate them.

However if peace is made with them at the end of new Vegas, they can live in peace and maybe have a slight working relationship, perhaps I can explain that it was a condition of the treaty
 
BOS_Warlord said:
TorontRayne said:
Oh, one critique. The BoS would probably not provide any information to the NCR. They hate them.

However if peace is made with them at the end of new Vegas, they can live in peace and maybe have a slight working relationship, perhaps I can explain that it was a condition of the treaty


That would work. Good deal.
 
I think you should take your time with this. You're rushing. You described a lot of details in Vault 55 and even the raider camp that are essentially useless now that you've made him an NCR trooper.

If you'd described life in the vault a little while longer, and then gradually moved into the raider arc, and probably should have made the raider part last longer, it would have made more sense. Maybe explain how the raiding team he was in had little ammo, so he was forced to become a good shot to survive.
For that matter, you really should have explained why he became a trooper in the NCR. That desperately needs explanation.

Just don't rush so much.
Personally, I don't like the Mexican Union idea, it has no base. But if this story had been about the NCR's continuing invasion of Arizona, maybe it would have been good. If you want to understand Mexican history in Fallout, maybe you should read about Raul. Or the NCR Veteran Rangers. NCR was already invading Mexico before and during New Vegas. I don't see a unified faction appearing out of nowhere, and rushing the Legion so hard they wipe them off the face of the map. For that matter, you may want to know what life is like in Arizona, there are people aside from the Legion there. Arizona settlers' lives are a lot different than a lot of people might think.

Also, I don't like the raider idea either. You banded them all together, and it feels like you abandoned that idea already. Raiders fight eachother over everything, I really don't see them banding together.... I just don't like that point at all. Not to mention, it's already said in the Legion victory at Hoover Dam that the Legion crucifies the hell out of all the raiders and trbals in the Mojave.

However, if you still like that plot point, you left out two very successful, very powerful raider tribes: The 80's and the White Legs. The 80's operate all around that stretch of the map you were describing.... kinda by New Reno (northern Nevada for that matter) and Sacramento and western Utah.


What I would have done this story is made it about a boy who, during the assault on Vault 55, volunteers his life for safe passage for his father and some of the survivors of the attack on the Vault. The attack is carried out by the 80's tribe, which is being pushed further south by the northern NCR.
There is no Mexican Union, and the NCR is merely continuing it's invasion of Arizona. Legate Lanius is leading the Legion, after being convinced to return east by the Courier.
The Brooks boy becomes a raider, and proves his expertise raiding several cattle farms north of the Mojave with limited ammo. By the age of 14, he is known for never wasting a single shot. He's captured by the NCR, during a raid to exterminate the 80's, and is taken to a rehabilitation center in New Vegas, where he's treated by Doctor Usanagi, a specialist in mental trauma.
He leaves the center, moving to Westside, where 4 years later, he is conscripted as part of an all-Mojave unit in the NCR. The unit, of course, is commanded by California Rangers and Officers.
 
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