//------------------------------// // Fiat Voluntas Tua // Story: Fallout Equestria: Templar of The Brotherhood // by Dracosaurian //------------------------------// Location: San Diego; Realm: Earth 40; Time: 4:30 AM; Day: July 19, Wednesday; Month: July; Year: 2020 John woke up with a jolt from the dream he just had. He was sweating all over from fear. He slowly got up from the bed and walked to the hotel bathroom. His T-60 Power Armor costume stood across the room leaning against the wall with its cold, stalwart eyes. He opened the faucet and splashed cold water all over his face. He turned it off and wiped his face with a towel. He walked to his bag beside the bed and pulled out a Bible and opened it to Psalm 25. He made the Sign of the Cross and recited. "To You, O Lord, I offer my prayer; in you, my God, I trust. Save me from the shame of defeat; don't let my enemies gloat over me! Defeat does not come to those who trust in you, but to those who are quick to rebel against you. Teach me your ways, O Lord; make them known to me. Teach me to live according to your truth, for you are my God, who saves me. I always trust in you. Remember, O Lord, your kindness and constant love which you have shown from long ago. Forgive the sins and errors of my youth. In your constant love and goodness, remember me, Lord! Because the Lord is righteous and good, he teaches sinners the path they should follow. He leads the humble in the right way and teaches them his will. With faithfulness and love he leads all who keep his covenant and obey his commands. Keep your promise, Lord, and forgive my sins, for they are many. Those who have reverence for the Lord will learn from him the path they should follow. They will always be prosperous, and their children will possess the land. The Lord is the friend of those who obey him and he affirms his covenant with them. I look to the Lord for help at all times, and he rescues me from danger. Turn to me, Lord, and be merciful to me, because I am lonely and weak. Relieve me of my worries and save me from all my troubles. Consider my distress and suffering and forgive all my sins. See how many enemies I have; see how much they hate me. Protect me and save me; keep me from defeat. I come to you for safety. May my goodness and honesty preserve me because I trust in you. From all their troubles, O God, save your people Israel! Amen." he prayed. He placed his Bible back in the bag and checked his phone. It read 4:35. He still had time before going to Comic Con, so he ate breakfast and took a shower, then put on his costume. He placed his legs inside the greaves, he lifted the chest plate onto his torso and placed the helmet on his head. He grabbed his bag and walked out the door going to the lobby meeting some other cosplayers on the way. He hailed a taxi and asked the driver to go to the convention center. Fortunately, the taxi was big enough to fit him in his armor. "So how long did it take you to make that costume Mr..." the driver asked. "It's John and I've been making this for about seven months." John answered. "Wow. That's a very long time." "Yeah. It's hard finding the right materials to make it look as realistic as possible. The mail lost my minigun, though." "That's sad to hear. The mail has been losing a lot of things recently. What's strange is that they're all cosplay items." "Yes, it is." The rest of the trip is filled with silence and finally, the taxi arrives at the convention center. He paid the driver and opened the door and got out of the taxi. "Goodbye Mr. John and I hope to see you again soon." the driver said before driving away. John got in line and waited. Other cosplayers and normal people stood with him waiting for the doors to open and the fun to begin. He chatted with some other cosplayers and other people took pictures with him and complimented his costume. When the time came for the doors to open all of them swarmed in and started doing their own thing. John went to a forum about the new Fallout game and what they were going to be adding. After the forum was done he strolled around looking for souvenirs to bring home when he saw a stand with a man dressed as the Resident Evil Merchant. His stand had a multitude of items from all fandoms. But what caught his eye was the minigun on the center of the table. It looked exactly like the one from Fallout and the one the mail had lost. Almost immediately he went to the stall to purchase it. "How much for the minigun?" John asked the vendor. "Its five hundred dollars, but for the amount of effort you put in your costume I'm willing to discount it for fifty percent." the vendor said. "Deal." John said taking out his wallet and giving the man the two hundred and fifty dollars. The vendor gave him the minigun and John placed it on his back where his lost one was supposed to be placed. It fit there almost too perfectly. He thanked the vendor before going back to wandering around occasionally taking pictures with people and talking with other cosplayers. Then the madness started. Portals started appearing swallowing cosplayers whole left and right. All the people started running and screaming for the exit. John was about to run as well until he heard a crying child. He turned around to see a little girl in the middle of the crowd shouting for her parents. He ran towards the girl and picked her up. "Thank you mister." the girl said. "Don't thank me just yet, kid. God, protect these people I have helped. May your light be with them always to guide them in the darkness of this world and may they be safe forever. Amen." John muttered. Once they got to the exit he put the girl down and saw a woman run towards the kid, probably her mother and run outside. He looked back to see some people still in the building being sucked in by the portals. He rushed back to help them back to the exit. "Everyone here! Run to me!" he shouted as more and more started getting swallowed. The people heard his cry and ran towards him aiming for the exit. But a man dressed as a Clone Trooper fell down on his face and a portal appeared right behind him and was about to drag him in. John rushed to the man and carried and tossed him closer to the exit where the others helped him outside. The portal grew larger and larger behind John. The other cosplayers were yelling at him to run as well, but instead, he smiled and closed his eyes under his helmet for he knew he wasn't getting out of this. He accepted his fate and saluted to them as the portal consumed him. Location: Outside Comic Con convention center; Realm: Earth 40; Time: 11;30; Day: July 19, Wednesday; Month: July; Year: 2020 Police and news were on the scene almost immediately after the people evacuated. The police were blocking entrance into the center except for forensics teams to go in and investigate. The news was asking people what happened in the center, but some of them wouldn't answer due to the grief of losing family and friends, yet a few would answer their questions and thank the man who helped them inside. "The man in a costume that looked like armor gave my daughter back to me. Without him I probably would've lost my child." a mother answered. "Who do you think this man is and where is he now?" the reporter asked. "I don't know who he is or where he is now, but I hope that he is safe." "He runs towards me and tosses me to the entrance before he gets swallowed by the vortex without even making a move. He probably knew there was no way he was getting out of there and instead saluted at us and disappeared." a man in a Clone Trooper costume replied. The reporter turned to the camera and said, "Who was this man who saved these people and where is he now?" Location: Unknown; Realm: Unknown; Time: Unknown; Day: Unknown; Month: Unknown; Year: Unknown The first thing that John saw was blinding light then weightlessness. He looked around his surrounding, but all he found was whiteness everywhere. "Ah. I see that you're awake." a voice said to his right. John looked to his right and saw a man with wings and armor with a sword strapped to his belt. "Who are you? Where am I? What happened?" John asked. "I am St. Michael, you are in a place between universes and you were swallowed by a vortex that the Merchant summoned." John was just shocked at what he heard. He did believe in Angels, but not in the Multiverse theory. He was at a loss for words. "God sent me personally to give you a gift for saving those people back in your world." Michael said handing him a sack. Inside the sack were a shield and a sword. He pulled them out of the bag and they glowed and radiated with much power. "Those are the Sword of Justice and the Shield of Protection. It comes with being an Angel." Michael said. "I'm honored St. Michael, but I can't accept this. I'm not worthy to become one of God's warriors." John said handing them back. "On the contrary. God has chosen you specifically, for you have lived a faithful life. You prayed and went to mass every day, you help people for no reward and for the greater good. But if you wish I shall keep these for the time being. You may summon these in your time of need. For now, God has a mission for you. You must bring justice back to the world you will be sent to and spread God's teachings to the denizens of the land." "Yes, St. Michael." John bowed. "But before you go. Your father wanted to give this to you." the Archangel said handing him a Templar Cross on a string. John took it and saw that it was his father's cross from when John was young. "How did you get this?" John asked. "When your father died he asked for this to be given to you when the time was right. For he was a descendant of one of the Templars who weren't executed and so are you." John was shocked. It's not everyday that you found out that you were descended from a centuries-old Christian order that fought in the Crusades. "Thank you." John said. "Now go and spread the Lord's teachings." Michael said waving his hand and everything turned white. Location: Ponyville Ruins; Realm: Equestira 40; Time: 12;30; Day: July 20, Thursday; Month: July: Year: 1240 Discovered: Ponyville Ruins John opened his eyes to a dark and bleak sky with no sunlight peeking through the clouds. He stood up and noticed he was still in his costume, but instead of a normal look through the visor, he was greeted by the Fallout Power Armor HUD. There were two counters displaying his HP and Rads counter on the lower left side, a display of his power armor above it, a radar in the bottom middle and two other radars displaying his fusion core levels and AP. "What the heck?" John muttered. John stood up and saw his surroundings. Decrepit buildings everywhere surrounded him and a bag was right beside him. He looked inside the bag and found a bunch of guns, ammo, melee weapons, meds and caps. He took out the weapons and inspected them. Each of them were in perfect shape. Next, he took out the meds and saw that they were Stimpaks and RadAways. Then he took out the caps and saw that the brand was Sparkle Cola. "Why do I have these and what is Sparkle Cola?" he questioned. He put the items back in the bag and he checked his arms and tapped the armor and found out that it was real metal. He checked his radar for any enemies nearby, when he saw none he started walking to look for any signs of life. After a few minutes he saw nothing except for houses and more houses. He was about to give up until he heard a gunshot from deeper in the town. He quickly ran towards the sound and once he arrived he saw ponies... "Wait what?!" John shouted. He saw ponies in what looked like armor hanging on by the thread. Some of them had horns while the others had none and they were all equipped with weapons ranging from guns to melee weapons. They were surrounding another pony that looked like it was wearing ponified power armor. The pony in the armor was bleeding in bullet holes from several areas. "You'll never take me alive Raiders!" the pony shouted in a male voice. "Oh that's alright. We don't need you. We just need that armor." one of the Raiders said smiling sadistically. "Hey get away from him!" John shouted getting the Raider's attention. "Who's he?" one Raider asked. "I dunno, but whatever who or it is, let's kill it." another answered. All the Raiders readied their weapons and charged at John. "Ooooh shit." was all John could say.