Location: Ponyville Ruins; Realm: Equestira 40; Time: 12;40; Day: July 20, Thursday; Month: July: Year: 1240
Some Raider ponies charged at John with their weapons raised, while those with guns shot at him from behind their allies. John raised his arm to block an incoming stream of bullets from a Raider SMG, but the bullets simply bounced off his armor. A Raider raised his ax and hit John's leg creating a shallow slash in the armor. John punched the Raider in the face sending him flying into a wall. He punched another one into the ground and kicked another into a window, breaking it and throwing him into a house. A Raider holding a revolver in a blue glow pulled the trigger somehow without touching it, released a bullet headed straight for John's left eye visor. The bullet hit the visor cracking it, but not breaking it. John's HUD showed that his power armor's helmet was now a color yellow.
"Shit. I can't take another hit from there." John cursed, "Looks like I have to use this thing."
John unlatched the minigun from his back and held the trigger. The barrel started spinning as the Raiders stood there too stunned to even move.
"He's using his minigun! RUN!" a Raider shouted before being shredded by bullets.
The others ran into alleyways and behind rubble to escape the hailstorm of bullets. A few were cut down, but majority of them still managed to escape unscathed. Meanwhile, the pony in power armor somehow healed himself and repaired his armor in the time he was downed. The pony got back up and a mounted barrel on his back started spinning, then a stream of grenades shot out aimed at the Raiders in the alleys. The grenades exploded on impact sending Raider parts flying everywhere.
"Who left our supplies near the damned Ranger?!" a Raider shouted over the sound of bullets and grenades exploding.
"It was Clean Cut, sir!" another replied.
"Would somebody shoot him for me!"
A Raider shot the aforementioned pony exploding his head into pieces.
"Thank you." the Raider boss said, "You'll get an extra twenty caps after this."
John was still firing his minigun that never seemed to overheat or run out of ammo. He stopped once he knew that the bullets weren't going to tear through stone quick enough. But the pony in power armor was still firing his grenade machinegun causing more body parts to fly around.
"NEVER MESS WITH A STEEL RANGER!" he shouted as a foreleg flew past his helmet making it all bloody.
At this point the Raiders gave up and retreated leaving their comrades' body parts and weapons behind. John placed his minigun back in it's place and walked up to the 'Steel Ranger'. The Ranger looked at him and his gun slowly started revolving.
"Wait! Don't shoot!" John shouted.
"And why is that?" the pony said as the barrel stopped moving, "You could be a dangerous new species born from a radioactive lake, a member of a new faction that's a danger to the Wasteland or something else."
"Okay. One, rude. Two, why do you think I'm radioactive? Do you hear your Geiger counter ticking? And three, I am a member of a new faction, but I am no threat. I just helped you with those raiders."
"Fair point. So, who and what are you and what faction are you from?" the Ranger asked.
'I should say the truth, but what faction name. I'm wearing Brotherhood T-60 Power Armor and I'm a descendant of the Knights Templar... I got it!' John thought, "I am Elder John Quinton, I am a human and the only member of the Templars of Steel.
"You don't look like the humans of legend and what is this Templars of Steel?"
"The Templars of Steel is a faction set on spreading God's teachings across the world, we protect those who can't protect themselves, we eliminate the threats to the Wasteland and we do whatever it takes to follow God's will." John said as his chestplate opened up and he removed his helmet, " Do I look like a human now?"
"Yes. Also, who is this 'God'?" the Ranger questioned.
"He is who he is. He is The Father, The Son, and The Holy Spirit, He is three people and one person at the same time, He is the one who governs us all, He sent His only Son to save us all from Sin, He guides us in the dark, He is the One before All, He is the Lord, The Giver of Life, He is the one, true God and He sent me on a mission to spread His Good News across the world."
"That's cool. I'll contact my contingent to see what I can do now." the Ranger said putting a hoof to his ear.
"I never asked for your name." John asked the Ranger.
"It's Knight Iron Works." the Ranger answered still looking for the radio frequency.
The Ranger finally found the frequency he was looking for and started talking in a muffled voice.
"Elder, this is Knight Iron Works I have been attacked by Raiders on my way to Pon-" the Ranger said before being cut off by another voice.
"I don't care. You disobeyed direct orders not to go to Ponyville."
"But sir-"
"Shut it. From now on you are no longer a member of the Steel Rangers. You are dismissed. Deliver your armor back to base and you shall be exiled from the Rangers never to return." the voice said.
"No. I will not give this armor back. You can just pry it off my cold dead body... Sir..." Iron said before cutting off the connection.
"So what happened?" John asked.
"I'm now exiled cause I disobeyed orders by going here."
"Well that's bullshit."
"Yeah. The Elder likes things to be planned not made up as it goes. Looks like I have no place else to go, except either survive or die in this Wasteland."
"How about you travel with me. I could make you my first Commander." John offered.
"Sure. That sounds good."
"Therefore. I initiate thee Commander Iron Works." John said placing a hand on Iron's shoulder.