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// Prologue 
// Story: The Story of 'Mutey.' 
// by Et Cetera7 
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The story of 'mutey.' 


Prologue.

First story, critique appreciated.
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The sun rose once again on the coast of Florida, one of the few places still inhabitable in North America after the bombings. 'Etc' sat on a hill, staring off into the distance. He began to think. I remember everything that ever happened to me here, He reminisced. All the mishaps, all the adventures, all the crazed mutants, heck, even vampires! As he stared off into space, the memory began to play in his mind...

"Okay, the vampires are going to be here soon, we need to get ready!"The leader of their small band shouted. Etc winced as a metal pole fell off the barricade and hit his foot.

They had been fighting for hours, and appeared to be losing. Etc had ran out of sniper ammo and had resorted to his dual pistols, moving into the middle of the fight.

Etc looked up from his cover behind the barricade, only to find that no vampires remained. The rest of the band noticed this and began to cheer. He only smiled.

After the memory ended, Etc noticed that a dropship was flying towards him, with a flaming engine. His eyes went wide as he scrambled to his feet and dashed away as quickly as he could. He got away just in time as the dropship slammed into the ground where he had once stood, plowing a path through the dirt and coming to a stop nearby, it's black reflective coating shining dully in the pink and orange haze. This was a common sight in the wastelands, a crashing ship, but something seemed... off about it. there was no damage to anything but the engine, which appeared to have simply exploded. There was also the lack of people on-board, no pilots, passengers, anything. Etc then noticed a strange shape silhouetted against the sunrise, it appeared to be a mixture of a lion, eagle, deer, goat, and a dragon, a...chimera, of sorts. This was all too familiar for him, as that shape tormented him wherever he went. Reflected in windows, floating in the sky, even engraved in boxes. Etc sighed soundlessly, and began to walk back to his safehouse.

Etc's safehouse was an old coast guard base, barricaded with scrap iron that was flecked with red, old but strong. He walked inside and set his pack down on the table, taking out the various electrical parts he had scavenged before sunrise. He then attached them to a half-broken device lying on a workbench, with blueprints sitting next to it. The device looked similar to what would happen if you combined a pressure gauge and a bomb, and then had a wrestler slam it into an anvil. From what he could figure out, it would be able to restore a part of the wasteland to an oasis of life.
One more piece, he thought, annoyed. He turned around to go scavenge for it, but paused when he noticed something lying on the table. It was the piece he needed, but with that chimera engraved on it, with the letter 'D' below it. He thought this was a little strange, but he was used to strange things like this now. Etc plugged it into the machine and pressed the 'on' switch.

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