ICC- First Mission

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Every time Thor pulled the trigger of his sniper rifle the kickback would send a bolt of pain down through his side. Making his aiming shitty today. After traveling a few dozen yards they found another ditch filled with rancid and filthy water that made them gag, but they had no choice as a mutie fire team was heading across their path. They had just begun firing into the group of muties as they were running towards the center of town, when something much more horrible than mutants became interested in the running figures.

Running wasn’t the best of ideas, for deathclaws are after all the barren world’s most toned and dangerous predator's. The sight of a running prey was overwhelming and just too irresistible. The onlooking deathclaw exited the building making high pitched noises that rang through the background as it gained speed in it’s pursuit of the running mutants . Mel, one of the mutie gunners was the first to notice the pursuing creature.

"Guys, we got problems", and pointed to the creature pursuing them.
The other mutants managed a glimpse as they ran but wished they hadn’t. The deathclaw chasing them was fast, oh so very fast.
"Move." Hissed the mutant fire team leader. "Move your fucking asses or I’ll shoot you myself." he roared.

The sound of the chase only brought unwanted attention from another of the primal hunters, as another joined into the pursuit along side it’s brother. It was a race against time, the buildings not far ahead and the deathclaws not far behind.

The buildings was so close, but not close enough. They didn’t think of what may lay in wait in front of them, only concentrating on going forward to escape the dangers behind, until a deathclaw tore out from the debris in front. The creature had lain waiting just till the mutants passed it by.

Using its speed and ripping talons, the deathclaw nearly instantly killed the last mutant. Mel yelled out in despair as his best friend was ripped from behind him.
Stopping and levelling the mini gun, The gunner unloaded what rounds he had left at the deathclaw killing his friend along with the monster.

"Mel... come on, he’s dead." But the fire team's words didn’t register with the mutant.
He just stood there and drew a long gleaming mutant sized knife from its sheathe.
"Fuck it, let’s go." Yelled the fire team leader, "Leave him."
They turned and ran, they didn’t look back, none of them did as they heard the death cry of Mel as the deathclaws took him. The mutants kept moving the last yards to the buildings which seemed to take so very long. The death of the gunners seemed to have ceased the pursuit of the creatures as they had something to feed upon. It wouldn’t last forever.

All the while Scorpio and Thor watched in horrid fascination as the deathclaws fed upon the hapless mutants and the carcass of their kin that had died. When they finished with the carcasses they began to sniff the air, and momentarily looked in the direction of Scorp and Thor. Then shook their heads as if they had smelled something rotten and moved off to find new prey.

"Now why in the hell did they not try to get us"? Scorp asked.
" I had heard a rumor that claws do not like ghouls because of their smell, so do not attack them unless provoked. Since we are in this damned smelly ditch, i think that is why they did not smell us and left". Thor said wonderingly.
"Are you sure you want to go into that town? I think we should wait here and pick off the stragglers". Thor said to Scorpio.
"yeah, who the fuck wants to walk into a town full of muties and claws". Scorpio said.

So they took up position to intercept any muties that fled from the battle to the south.

OOC: Sorry about the long posts guys, but when i start typing, the words just flow out. :oops:
 
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Jack, Tenel Ka, and the rest of the group stood ready to defend their positions when they heard a minigun go off, then DeathClaws roaring.

Whatever was happening, the mutnats were loosing.

The humans would be tested next, and noone knew if they would survive........


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No problem wit the length Thorgrimm, it was well written.
 
"Fuck this is taking too long." Scorp said after 10 minutes of lying in that rotten ditch. "This cant be going right..."
Throgrimm gave a quick nod while keeping an eye on the town.

Heavy weaponsfire had erupted from the ville 5 minutes ago, seems like Scorps idea about the humans strategy was right. But those same guns were still firing... A good ambush should never take this long.

As they lie there waiting, they had spotted no one leaving town, this sucked. Scorp had enough adrenaline flowing through his vains to take on a deatchclaw in unarmed combat, or so he thought.

"Time for action. God has a hard on for raiders, because we kill everything we see. We keep heaven packed and hell burning." Scorp said with a big smirk on his face as he threw down his SAW, ammobelt and backpack next to Thorgrimm. Scorp rolled into the filthy rotten water. He came damn close to puking his guts out, but it was necessary if what Thorgrimm said was right.

Scorp grabbed his SAW and the ammo, put on a black bandana, leaving the backpack next to Thorgrimm.

"What the fuck are you doing dimwit!" Thorgrimm yelled after Scorp.

"Just be ready, i'm going to try to lure something out of town, stay put numbnuts." Scorp answered.

As always, all rational thinking disappeared as he charged the town, the only thing that remained was instinct and an 0ldsk00l metal song he had sung so many times as a raider:

Pantera - Cowboys from hell

"Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We're gonna take what's ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
We're tagged and can't turn back

You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town

Here we come, reach for your gun
And you better listen well my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you, we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you, we're the cowboys from hell

Pillage the village, trash the scene
But better not take it out on me
'Cause a ghost town is found
Where your city used to be
So out of the darkness and into the light
Sparks fly everywhere in sight
From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
Can't lock me in your cage

You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town

Here we come, reach for your gun
And you better listen well my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you, we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you, we're the cowboys from hell"
 
Chua drew his head back from the corner.
He could hear the mutants feet stamping on the ground, as they proceeded running towards the corner where Chua sat. He looked around the next corner, and saw no one, only a carpet. He grabbed the carpet lay it over his body and hoped for the best.

Under the carpet he drew his combat knife, and waited. He was prepared to die. Then the mutants came around the corner, and stopped.
" Where he is?" one of them said.
" Maybe normie ran to the other corner!" the other said.
They ran past the carpet and under it Chua could see their feet running past him. They reached the other corner and saw another recruit running towards the center of town. They forgot about Chua and started running after the other recruit.

Chua took of the carpet and looked around. No one was around him. He took a look around one of the corners, and saw recruits pulling back to the town center. Chua understood this had to be an order he had not heard, he was about to run to the center but stopped and ran back to the corner. It was a Deathclaw in the street.
" How many fucking Deathclaws are there?" He thought and grabbed a frag grenade.
 
Scorp slammed his back again the first wall he encountered and took a slow peak around the corner. Nothing in sight except green and dark red blood trails.

As he moved in he spotted a lone muties, armed with a minigun, standing over the corpse of a fallen mate. Scorp let his SAW rip and a 6 round burst hit the mutie in the back. Some bullets were stopped by it's improvised plate armor, others penetrated, and blood was gushing.

This enraged the mutant and he started firing even before he had completely turned around. Concrete debris flying to all sides, Scorp took a quick turn around the corner and headed back out to the outskirts of town. Every now and then, he turned around in a covered position and bursted towards the mutie.

Still enraged the mutie followed. As the mutie reached the outskirts, he realised his error, when he saw a lensflare from faraway in a ditch. A small flash could be seen, followed by a faint gunshot, barely noticeable because of the excessive noise in town.

The bullet hit the mutie in his left arm, which had not been that far from his heart. Clearly Thorgrimm had some problems handling his rifle because of his wounds, but it would not matter.

The mutants arm was hanging like a rag next to its body. He quickly dropped the minigun which had now become useless and reached for the machete on his right leg. Fear and rage filled the mutants eyes as Scorpio jumped in front of him with his Minimi ready to fire.

The mutie made a desperate charge, but it was useless, not even a mutant could withstand the power of the SAW at this range. Green mutant blood splashed onto the walls and the huge mutant fell over backwards.

Scorp turned, held up his fist and yelled "GUNG-HO!" towards Thorgrimm on the top of his lungs.


"One down, lots to go." Scorp thought as he headed back into the ville.

Just as he wanted to enter a building, it was engulfed in flames. Scorp recoiled and almost fell over backwards. As the flames slowly cleared, a burnt carcass of a deadclaw lay there on the floor. Two Bortherhood soldiers in powerarmor stepped forth, one with a flamethrower, another with a plasmarifle. Scorp looked for a nametag to adres the knights, but the only thing marked on the smoke blackened armor was "FLAMMIS VINCIMUS" or "With Fire, We Conquer".

Before Scorp could say anything, the knight with the flamethrower said "What the fuck are you still doing here, shit for brains? All recruits were told to head back to the city square, you big moron!"

Scorp was taken off guard by the knights attitude but snapped right back "I aint no recruit, you overgrown tin can! I've come to warn your silly little superior feeling ass. But this is neither the place nor the time to discus it. If I die here, there is a sniper just outside of town that holds the same information. Now let's go kill something, ok numbnuts?"

Scorp didn't wait for a reply and moved back into the street.
 
Thor saw his round impact on the muties shoulder, and grimaced in pain. "God Damn It! I friggin missed! And only a couple of hundred meters"! The wound to his side must be affecting his aim more than he realized. Thor was relieved that Scorp was ok. He had begun to care for the big dumb oaf.

He also realized, that till his side healed he would be useless in the type of combat raging in that city, and wished the human defenders all the best, as he could pick off the survivors, but not participate in the close combat of urban warfare.
 
Since the mutants were now loosing, Kahgan decided to try to kill one of the deathclaws. He ran up to a rooftop. to watch a little around, just to find out what chances he got. He had heard a lot of tales about the deathclaw, and he had listened very carefully while listening to claw-killers telling about them. So he new quite alot of things about them, as he also had studied them whenever he got his chance, wether it was a dead one, or it was one he saw with binoculars.
There are four weak spots on a deathclaw, one: the eyes, this is the deadliest spot, as they are very close to the brain, but they are hard to hit. mainly because of the horns that is pointing forward, but also because of the "hypnotize-effect", this isn't really hypnotizing, but once you see the deathclaws eyes, normal men are struck by fear and fascination, or is it the claws that strikes first...?. Two: the stomack, if a man got to cut a slice in a claws stomach, it would certantly die, but this place is protected by the fierce, huge clawed arms. Noone that Kahgan knew of had ever gotten this close to a claw and survived, you would have to cut just as it raises the arm to cut you in half, but this creature is extremely fast, so that wouldn't be brave, it would be plain and simple dumb. Third and Fourth: the neck/throat and the back of its head. As the horns are pointing forward, a big knife or a burst in the backhead would be lethal, if you are strong enough, with a machete you could cut its neck, at least half way.

Kahgan decided that the last option was the best, but there was still problems; He had seen men trying to jump onto a claws back, slipping and falling to the ground, just to be torn up or tramped to a mash. He once saw a man jumping from a tree down on the claws back and just getting ready to stab it when a huge claw pierced his back when the claw was going to grab him and throw him away.
None the less, that was the best way, and the way all the skilled and experienced claw-killers killed their first claw, although there was not many of them, Kahgan only knew one still alive.
He scavenged about on the rooftop, and he found a dead ghoul, lying with a mutants axe in the breast, Kahgan felt luckier than he ever felt before, he took the axe, chopped a hole in the ghouls stomack, and an overwhelming stench of rotten death craweled into his nose, after puking up the little he had eaten, he took the axe and started mashing the innards, when that was done, he took of all his clothes but his pants and shoes, "armour wont matter here anyway!" engulfed him self in the innards, took his knife, and started looking.
At the moment he looked over the edge of the roof, he saw a mutant running two seconds, and then a big hand ripping over it, tearing its skull of, the claw started feasting on the blood sprouting from its torn over throat. "This is now or never", he thought, but just as he was about to jump, he saw a big, rusty machete covered in dust in front of him, "Damn, im lucky today...although, this luck could just be to get me killed", He jumped down on the claws shoulders, and almost before he landed, he swung the machete with all his adrenaline and muscle power, it hit the claw in the neck, but stoped at the spine, half a second after, the claws huge hand took Kahgan in an iron-grip and threw him on the ground, he could hear the sound of some of his ribs cracking. Then the claw growled nastier than he had ever heard before, with blood flowing from its mouth, then it fell back.
Kahgan got to his feet and felt that his side was aching like hell, he went over to the claw wich was lying in cramps, sparkling up dust, he took the knife, and grounded it the back of its skull.
Then he found a quiet spot where sat down, and fell in an unconsiuss kind of sleep.
 
Chua was about to go throw the grenade at the Deathclaw, when he saw a man standing on the roof over the Deathclaw. He was about to jump! He had a axe in his hands, but suddenly he bent over and came up with a machete! He jumped!

The machete made it's way through the beasts neck, it only came half the way through. The Deathclaw took the man in his hands and threw him onto the ground. Then the Deathclaw fell back with blood coming out from it's wound and mouth. That was when Chua recognized the man. It was the guy from the shop in the Hub.
" And is he crazy?" Chua thought.

The guy fell back to a wall, Chua thought he was dead. That's when a mutant came from the corner behind Chua, and groared: "Hello normie!"
 
Useless

Fenix's pistol was completely useless and would take hours to fix.So he was stuck with a pair of spiked knuckles and a one shot pistol with 10 extra rounds of ammo.

If there was a saying for how screwed Fenix was right now he hadn't heard it.

But he had a job to do so he set out to try to kill Larry,the mutant that had become his enemy.

He was following a trail of blood when he saw an orange flash off to his left. "What the hell?"

A low growl erupted nearby.....followed by another flash of orange.

Fenix was beginning to become more than a little scared. All of a sudden the worst thing that could have happened, happened.

A deathclaw stepped into the street and stared Fenix right in the eyes. Fenix could have sworn it laughed at him before it charged. In a split second Fenix saw a bright flash of light and then perceived everything in slow motion. He saw the deathclaw charge at him, it's left claw rising to strike,it's mouth gaping wide,.......his pistol lining up with it's eyes. The beast was four feet from him when he fired. The deathclaw's eye exploded, but it was too late and as the lifeless body flew at Fenix the last thing he saw was the open mouth landing on his collarbone...........
 
Chua ran off from the corner in great speed, with the mutant right on his tail. He drew his mauser while he was running. They passed another corner, the mutant was still following!

Chua came around the other corner and ran over the street. He got to the corner where he started. He stood there and tried thinking of an escape route.

It was then the mutant came around the other corner, 7 metres away from Chua. He had a grenade in his hands, a plasma grenade. He drew out the splinter.
"Bye, bye normie...hehe!" The mutant said.

Then Chua took a quick shot at the mutants arm, he lost the grenade. The splinter was already out. The mutant sat down, screaming of pain. Chua ran and got around the corner before the grenade went of.

When the grenade had went of he went back to where the mutant stood. There now lay a puddle of blood, smelted skin and bones on the ground.
 
Jack was with other recruits in the ambush position along with Tenel Ka.
'Some ambush, turned into an all out mele it has.' he thought.
The Seargent and some other BOS members had left the position a few minutes ago to take out the Death Claws, leaving a BOS initate in modified comabt armor in charge of the group.
Several minutes later, five supermutants charged the position chansed by a Death Claw.
The recruits opend fire.
The first two mutnats were cut to shreds at range, as everyone fired
Jack wanted to put his bit .50 cal rounds into the Death Claw, but the remaining three mutants were in the way.
As the other defenders reloaded, Jack begain firing into two more mutants, shredding them.
Then his gun jammed.
Tenel Ka, who was allready in position to get to the breach as she was the loader, went to unjamming it and Jack drew his .45.
The recruits were firing wilidly, doinjg minor dammage, but Jack aimed and fired a round into the mutants eye.
The mutant slowed slightly, and the deathclaw slashed it dead.
Seeing that the DeathClaw was looking at them, most of the recruits fled.
Knowing he was slow, Jack didnt bother.
"Clear" Tenel Ka shouted, announcing the gun was ready.
By that point, Jack didnt have but 100 rounds left, he noticed.
'I'd better use then.' he thought.
The DeathClaw, smelling better tasting prey, charged.
Jack took aim at the creature charging him, and held the trigger down, sending a stream of half inch bullets flying.
Most of the rouds just bounced off, but they tore off outer layers of thick skin and scars that armord the DeathClaw.
As it approached to under 20 feet, the last ten rounds of the ammo belt were fired.
They were tracers, loaded last to let a gunner know that he was low on ammo.
The firery rounds scorched the DeathClaws torso as they tore threw it, all but gutting it and smashing its spine.
It dropped dead, feet from Jack.
Jack dropped unconcious, landing with a thump in his combat armor.
'Vault Dwellers Tenel Ka thought, 'always fainting.'
 
The remaining mutants appeared to have been slaughtered by the BOS or the raging deathclaws that were beginning to pour through the town. They had first spotted three, now those three were killed and four more of the dreaded deathclaws appeared. The mutants had inflicted little damage to the group, roughly three dead and ten wounded. The deathclaws on other had begun to take on the group significantly. Arco was trying to guide the scattered warriors through this as best he could. He and a few other BOS members had spread out to help organize the groups that were trying to combat the growing deathclaw threat but they were greatly scattered.

Arco believed he had figured out where these claws had come from, a nest in the town. He had noticed that there were no bodies in the town when they had arrived so mutants had not come and put the members of this town to rest. Probably the deathclaws had used the inhabitants of this town as their starter food for the area. Arco figure that some of the mutants had been killed before the battle erupted but that the claws had only taken what they need from the foul beast. Humans on the other hand, seemed to be a delicacy for the claws. The catalyst for their coming out had been the smell of fresh human flesh.

The one who had called him/herself the vault dweller described his/her encounter with the claws as awful. He/She and his companions had managed to kill the deathclaws in L.A.’s boneyard but it had cost them two team members. The vault dweller spoke of the delight that the deathclaw showed as it carried the bodies down into what was later discovered to be the nest. The nest was in a cold, damp basement according to the vault dweller.

Arco was sending out messengers to coordinate a search for the nest, if there was in fact one. One of his messengers, this rough looking raider name Syphon, ran across the street to deliver the messenger to one the BOS member helping reorganize another group when out of no where a claw flew onto his back, piercing through his light armor and out the other side of his being. The claw then let him free for a moment. It then proceeded to slowly jab Syphon with its deadly claws, almost as if toying with his prey. Finally the DC seemed to tire of the game and promptly finished him off.

This almost shocked Arco because while all this was happening he and few others were shooting it with out a reaction. Arco radioed Max.

“Major, I think we may need some help from the wolves. The mutants have been neutralized but there is a pack of death claws in the town and the possibility of a nest. If we try to pull out we’ll be torn to shreds.”

“Arco, we will do what we can but I think the best I can give you is some sniper fire.” Max was again testing his second.

“Alight, I guess that will have to do.”

Max sent out the order to find the Deathclaw nest or whatever their point of origin may be. Most the groups did not have radios and would have to depend on word of mouth. One thing was for sure, it was either the DCs that would die or them.
 
rob took cover behind a wall,he could see some death claws coming down the street.

a death claw came up from behind,rob turned around and in seconds rob was on the ground with a large cut on his chest,rob grabbed his assault rifle and fired a burst into the death claw,the creature howled in pain and fell to the ground,rob took out some bandages and started fixing himself up.
 
Arco was trying to get the recruits going when one said,
"We have to go back, get the hell out of here, stated the former raider, putting forward his view.
"We can’t go back, you heard the fucking shots. There’s probably a whole army of deathclaws out there." said another recruit.
"Yea, well I ain’t going through this death trap. Look at this for god's sake." The ex-raider pointed at the remains of two recruits. Very little remained after the deathclaws had finished with their bodies.
"There’s no way I’m fucking going out like that." Hailed the ex-raider, his anger taking over.
"No, we go on, we're gonna kill these fucks. Kill them, damn it, look at what’s left of them two and that’s only a matter of before they find us. Another recruit stated flatly. The rest are probably already dead or will be soon. Fuck it, I say leave them for the deathclaws."
"Yeah."


The majority of the recruits were seeming to agree with the hard speakers almost talking for the entire group of recruits. A large man in power armor strode into the centre of the massed body of men.
"And if you don’t mind me asking then, seeing as though you know what’s best, what would you say we do? Sit here till these bastards come for us. Or did you forget in your moment of power and glory that we are in the middle of a deathclaw nest." Arco stated acidly. Silence struck the air.
Nobody seemed to have an answer to that one.
"As I thought." Arco's voice sniggered coldly at the dead silence among his men.
"We go looking for that deathclaw nest. Why? Because we have no fucking choice. We're certain to die of we don't, at least this way we may get a chance to take those fucks out."
Arco stood tall amidst the others and looked over the recruits,
"Now move out, we're not dead yet. Anybody who doesn’t wanna move with us then by all means sit in this hole till something comes for you. Either way, I don’t give a fuck."

The Brotherhood commander slung the heavy plasma rifle over his shoulder and moved through the group of recruits, he stopped next to the rebellious ex-raider who had spoken against him.
"Nice speech, but you fucking undermine my authority again and you’ll beg for those deathclaws to kill you." He snarled at the recruit as he walked past.
Arco laughed deeply to himself. He loved the look of fear in his men.
"Damn fucking spineless excuses for recruits." He hissed to a Wolf member who was his second in command.
Richards just smiled in acknowledgment not wanting to say anything against his boss.
"They don’t make em like us anymore." Joked the Brotherhood second in command with a grin.
"Aye, ya can say that again." Arco replied letting out a smile.

OOC: Albatross, hope you do not mind my usage of Arco to get the recruits going, and adding a little tension to the group, as claws are very terrifying, which IMO would produce thoughts of running in the minds of newb warriors. :)
 
When Jack awoke, Tenel Ka had reloaded the machine gun.
"What hit me." he asked
"You fainted. Something Ive grown to expect from vault dwellers."
Jack's response was cut off when they noticed a deathclawripping into a corpse.
"Lets go find some BOS guys Tenel Ka, were dead otherwise."
 
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Psycho, the claws aren't slow, theyre fast, harold says it, "but dont let the size fool ya, its fast!", heh, not that it really matters, but i'm just that kind of perfectinist :P

Kahgan came to himself and tried to stand up, it hurt like hell, but he finally got himself over to a group of men, he overheard the snappy conversation, afterwards he went limping over to the crrowd, "What a bunch of wimps, the claws are fucking dangerous, but we do have a choise, we run, and get torn to peaces by following claws, they've senced the smell of death and human flesh, so there's no fucking way in hell they're gonna let this meal slip through theier nasty big fingers. The other choise we got is to *try* fending them of, behold this knife, a simple rusty machete, that is enough to kill one of those, we are still humans, and we are still the most intellegant creatures on earth, that gives us an advantage, SO DONT FUCKING PANICK, AND SOMEBODY GIVE ME A MEDICH, I GOT AT LEAST FIVE BROKEN RIBS AND IT HURTS LIKE BURNIN' HELL!"
 
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I know Kaghan, but a machine gun can spew out rounds pretty quickly, and the claw wasnt that close.


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Jack And Tenel Ka approached Kahgan as he asked for a medic.
"Tenel Ka, get the medkit out of my pack. It should have some wrappings for broken ribs."
Moving quicky and efficently, Tenel Ka got it out, and applied the wrappigns tightly to his chest.
As she replaced the medkit in Jacks pack, massive gunfire erupted in the distance......
 
Chua took a deep breath.
He walked around the corner and into the street. The dead Deathclaw lay there still, but he couldn't see the guy from the shop. "I have to get up on a rooftop to get a better view." Chua thought.
He got up to one of the rooftops on the building besides him.

From the roof he could see a Deathclaw. He got down again and snuck up to a corner besides the Deathclaw. He took a fast look around the corner, without the Deathclaw noticing. He saw the Deathclaw was still there, now feasting on a dead recruit.

Chua grabbed a frag grenade from his belt, took up his hunting rifle and turned around the corner and shot the beast right beetwen it's eyes. It was still alive, and coming slowly for Chua.

Then Chua drew out the splinter from the grenade and threw half a meter in front of the beast. Chua got behind the wall and heard the grenade detonate. Chua looked around the corner, the beast had lost it's feet, but were still crawling very slowly towards the corner, draging itself by its arms. Chua took aim and fired a single bullet in the beasts left eye, and the beast was silenced.
 
Fenix became dimly aware of the world around him as he regained consciousness. He was in a basement that stunk severely of beer and feces.

"So you is finally awake eh humie?"Fenix knew that voice......it was Larry.

"You know for a humie you is a helluva fighter. I seen you kill the deathclaw with only this." Larry held out his hand with the derringer in it, but it was only the size of his pinky." And look how good you got me." Larry stepped into the light and revealed his entire upper body and face covered in burns.

"You know what Fenix you is a worthy foe so I isn't gonna kill ya."

Thank god that was one thing out of the way. But then Fenix noticed his badly damaged shoulder, It had been bandaged and stimmed but it would take a while to heal.

Larry handed Fenix a necklace made of the deathclaws teeth."Keep that so all the other humies know how good you are. I am getting too old to keep raiding villages. Maybe I will go find a brewery out somewhere in the wastes."

Fenix summoned all his strength to sit up and shake Larry's hand. " I wish you good luck with that Larry."

The mutant nodded then walked away without a second look.

Fenix was helpless, but had made a good ally. He actually wished he might meet Larry someday, but knew it probably wouldn't happen.

Then after thinking about it for a minute or so he felt dizzy and everything went black again.
 
rob struggled to get up from the ground,he walked down the street and entered a basment,he saw fenix lying there out cold on the ground.

"hahahaha.......i don't believe my eyes"said rob as we walked over to fenix.rob picked him up and slug him over his should,he then walked outside and placed him sitting against a wall.
 
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