//------------------------------// // (Rewrite) Arizona // Story: The Courier // by quill and ink //------------------------------// "Life has a way for punishing you for the mistakes you make" -Craig Boone At night in the plains of Arizona there were four Legionnaires huddled around their campfire, telling stories of the Burned man and the Devil Dogs. Their only soon to be problem was that a certain Courier was getting ready for a battle with them. But not before he got information on the ghost town of Two Sun. "They call him The Arizona Killer." The Decanii said to the two Recruits and one Veteran who were around a fire "Pfft that's just a tale to scare the younger Legionnaires" The recruit Legionnaire said adjusting his stance "You are a younger Legionnaire." The Decanii responded pointing at the Recruit "No." The recruit began "I have been on multiple skirmishes, if the Centurion were still alive I would be a Prime." "Yes well we can't all survive an attack of Wanamingo's. Even a Centurion." "Can you get back to the story Dead Sea I was enjoying it." The veteran said sharpening his machete on a rock "As you wish. The Arizona killer is a profligate who goes by the name of Darrius Claw. He was the one who went into Cottonwood Cove and eliminated the great Caesar and at Hoover Dam defeated Lanius but not before being impaled by a spear, to which he didnt di-" The Decanii was cut off abruptly. "Where is Cyrus?" The Recruit asked looking around the area. "He was just here. Search for him !" The Decanii ordered The Legionnaires began to search but as they did the head of the decapitated Legionnaire known as Cyrus flew into there camp fire making the Legionnaires draw there machetes. "Come out and face me Profligate." The Decanii snarled taking his battle stance along with the others. When the Decanii said this a shadow like figure came around the large rock near the Legionnaires. Out of the shadow stood a man with a Ranger Sequoia pointed at the Deacnii. This was with out a doubt the Courier A.K.A the Arizona Killer they were just talking about. "So you asked me to face and here I am. Now what do you want to talk about." "You speak as if you have done nothing, I will decapitate you and devour your entrails in the name of the late Caesar." the Decanii said getting ready to charge the Courier. "I think I'll pass. You sound familiar am I speaking to Dead Sea. Ex Decanus of Nelson?" "Its good that you know me because my name is the last one you shall ever here again!" When Dead Sea said this he charged The Courier *Pop* was the sound that rang out in the the desert plains of Arizona. The Deacanii Dead Sea was well dead, he was an idiot to charge the Courier with a specialized Hunting Revolver with armor piercing rounds at that close of range. Once that was out of the way he noticed that the last two Legionnaires were hightailing them self's out of the area, normal legionnaires would not do this but these legionnaires were cowardly and no soldier's of the late Caesar should be this way but then again they were Recruits probably had a small amount of training and they were on the run from the NCR, it was a shame but it was also fun hunting them. As the Legionnaires were running the Courier got ready to take his shot. The Courier was not about to lose his only information leaks since 1 week ago so he crouched down lined up the shot and the Legionnaire Veteran went down with pop same as their late leader. The Courier wasn't aiming to kill him just to incapacitate him. The other Recruit didn't even try to help his friend he just kept on running but that's the world they live in now, you can't trust or depend on anyone especially when your leader is dead and all your allies have been eliminated. The veteran began screaming for his friend to help him but he was already gone and the Courier began walking over to him, the veteran began to notice and started to crawl away. 'Sta-stay away from me." Veteran said moving farther away, but he backed into the rock. "I need some information on the location of Two Sun." The Courier said aiming his revolver to Veteran's head. "And why would I tell you?" The Veteran said defiance in his voice. "Because [speech 35 ] -Lie- I will let you live and you can go live another day." the Courier said with a smile. [Succeeded]"I-I suppose I don't have a choice but to answer, two Sun is 2 miles to the East that way." Veteran said pointing to the East. "Thank you, and by thank you I mean die." When the Courier said this he fired a magnum round into Veteran's face instantly killing him and getting blood on his outfit. "You got blood on me you jerk!" the Courier said kicking the Veteran then threw the lifeless corpse into the fire next to him. "Now. Time to head East." The Courier wiped the blood off of him and then continued east using his compass to guide him, he figured he wouldn't chase the Legionnaire that got away that Legionnaire would probably get get killed by a pack of wolfs. While the courier continued east he turned on his radio in his Pip boy to see what was playing and the song that came on was his favorite Ain't that a kick in the head he started to hum to it as he continued on the dirt path. He was finally close to his objective and he could now figure out why this women was calling him on the radio towers throughout the Mojave, his long storm of a journey was about to end but a bigger one was on its way. And that storms name was Sombra. The Courier had finally made his way to his destination. Two Sun one of the deserted towns Arizona. The town did match up to what his most recent companion Raul said. The place was small for a town. The Courier followed the signal all the way to a saloon, at the top it read "Blue moon saloon" "It was at the very least catchy." the Courier thought as he entered. The saloon had been run down, there were spider webs over everything and most things had been either broken or taken by Prospectors. "Hello! is anyone there!" the Courier shouted trying to get attention from anyone who would be at the Saloon and that person would be the silence the Courier was familiar with. "Damn, I followed another rogue transmission. Must have been calling for some other courier" The Courier said as he began to walk out. "I did not think you would come." a feminine voice said This made the Courier draw his Sequoia "I don't do sneak attacks so if you got business with me you best come out of the shadows." The Courier said trying to find the voice. "We mean you no harm." out of the shadows came a slender women with long purple hair and eyes to match [Lady killer]" No one said this women I was meeting would be so beautiful." "Oh um thank you for the compliment but we still have business to discuss." "Right so why have you put your message across all radio stations from here to the Mojave?" the Courier said leaning on a wall "Me and my sister require help from a seasoned warrior such as yourself. And we are willing to pay in bits." the women said The Couriers face contorted in confusion "Bits of what scrap metal?" "No bits are a currency from where I am from, they are made from gold." "Gold? I haven't seen gold since the Sierra Madre. If your going to pay me in gold then consider this job accepted" The Courier said with a smile. "Just like that? your not going to ask me any questions on where where going?" The women said frowning and crossing her arms. "Well some time back when I was traveling the wastes I found a place known as Big Mountain Research station, and long story short I made a deal with my brain and he can sometimes take over me at will." "You are a strange one, but brave as well. Now prepare yourself." Prepare myself for wha-" The courier was cut off by a bright light engulfing his body. "What are you doing to me !" The Courier said frightened by what was happening to him. "I am taking you to Equestria." And that was the last thing the Courier heard. before being taken away to another journey of his.