Fallout Equestria: Fragments

by Dawn Flower

Shadows of the Past

It has now been several days since the Enclave’s attack on the cathedral, and I still had no idea where I was going or what I was going to do. As I flew along in the air, I couldn’t help but ask myself what I was going to do now. The cathedral had been destroyed, Fillydelphia would be next and the only home I had ever known had been destroyed by the Enclave, along with everyone I had ever known.

The only things that I had to my name was the sniper rifle on my back and the contents of my saddlebag; which didn’t include any food, caps or medical supplies. What it did include was a memory orb, a Fluttershy statuette and a star blaster; all of which were treasurers that I would never part with. It was a pretty strange set of treasurers. What other pony would have such things?

As I was flying along, I looked down at the ground and I saw a young unicorn filly lying there, sprawled out on all fours, completely out of energy. I suddenly stopped in mid-air so that I could get a closer look at her. She had a light blue coat and a blue mane with white streaks in it. She looked alone and terrified. I drifted down towards the ground and I approached her. When I was standing over her, I raised a hoof to ask her if she was alright. As soon as she looked up at me however, she suddenly became terrified and buried her face in her hooves. “Aaaaahhhh, please don’t hurt me,” she responded in a terrified tone of voice.

I lowered my hoof again in confusion and calmly said, “It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you.”

The little filly slowly moved her hooves away from her head to look at me. She still had a scared look on her face, but she was starting to calm down a little bit. “Y-you mean… you’re n-not with those other flying ponies from before?” she stuttered.

As I looked down at her, I couldn’t help but notice a strange sense of déjá vu as she spoke. I held back the desire to smile and simply corrected, “Pegasi; and no, I’m not with them.”

The unicorn filly suddenly let out a sigh of relief and she became much calmer. “Good.” She then almost immediately dropped her relieved expression and went back to being scared and uncomfortable.

Not knowing what else to do and being legitimately concerned and interested about why she was acting like this, I simply asked her, “What happened?” in a quiet, but reassuring tone.

The little filly looked up at me again as I spoke to her. She still looked scared and uneasy, but I could tell that she was starting to relax when she saw that I meant her no harm. Then, after slight hesitation, she started talking.

“A while ago, these really scary flying ponies in armor attacked our town. We didn’t do anything to them; we tried to talk to them about what they wanted, but they just started attacking and killing us for no reason. We were unarmed; we had no warning.” She now started to choke on her words as she spoke, like she was trying to hold back her tears. “We tried to reason with them, but they wouldn’t listen. We then tried fighting back, but we were no match for them. During all the fighting, my mom took me to the front gate and told me to run. She told me to run and don’t look back. I tried to tell her that I didn’t want to leave without her or Daddy, but she didn’t let me finish and she just told me to run, so I did. So I ran and ran; I heard screaming from behind me, but I didn’t dare look back. I didn’t want to think about what was happening to everyone, but my mom had risked everything so that I would be alright, and I didn’t want to do anything that would change that, no matter what, or no matter how I felt”

There were now tears in her eyes by this point. She obviously didn’t want to relive something this sad this soon, but she still kept talking because I had asked her about what had happened. I couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty at making her this sad after she had just tried to forget about it.

Through her sniffling, she continued to speak, though now she sounded like she was angry. “Why did those pegasi attack us? We didn’t do anything to them. They didn’t gain anything from attacking us so why did they? What makes them think that they can just go around killing other ponies like that? What gives them the right?” She was getting angrier and louder as she spoke. As she was finishing up, she then yelled out, “I… I hate pegasi!”

She was on the verge of tears as she ended her explanation. She then collapsed down on to the ground again and buried her head in her hooves as she openly sobbed. This sight really clutched at my heart. I didn’t like seeing a pony as young as her going through things like this. She actually reminded me a lot of myself.

After about two minutes of just quietly standing around, I leaned in close to her and asked, in as a polite way as I could, “Hey, where is your town?”

The filly moved her hooves away from her face again. There were tears in her eyes and she was sniffling. After a moment of pondering whether or not she should tell me, she then turned her head around and pointed directly behind her. “Uhhmm… it’s… th-that way… straight ahead.” Her words caught in her throat as she tried to speak, because she had been crying so much.

I looked away from her, over towards the direction that she was pointing. I then looked back at her and picked her up in my hooves. She was taken by surprise when I picked her up. I then simply whispered into her ear, “Hold on.” I then took to the air and I started flying forwards, in the direction of her town.

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I flew off in the direction that the filly had pointed, holding her in my hooves as I flew. She held on to me tight as I flew; maybe she was trying to avoid slipping out of my grasp, or maybe she was still scared and needed comfort. It might have been a mixture of both because she had her head buried in my chest. I could tell that she was still crying a little, so maybe that was it; or maybe she still thought that I was with the Enclave that attacked her town. Remembering how hurt she sounded when she said that she hates pegasi, I didn’t write off this possibility. Sometimes I hated being a pegasus.

After about twenty minutes of flying, I saw a small town coming into view, so I started drifting down towards it. From here, I could see that it looked a lot like my hometown. It was a bit bigger than my hometown and there was a wooden fence that went all around the perimeter of the town, with a gate at the centre of it, acting as an entrance. Just in front of the exit, there was a sign that read ‘Welcome to Goodsprings’. Inside the fence, there were several wooden shacks that had taken damage during the attack, and some were falling apart. This town also possessed the same weakness as my hometown, in that it was defenceless against an aerial assault.

However, the thing which assured me that this was indeed this little filly’s town was that an Enclave Raptor was still hovering overhead. It was very high up in the sky, but it was still beneath the cloud cover.

I flew over the fence and began drifting down towards the ground. As I descended, more of the town came into view and my eyes widened at what I saw. Scattered all over the ground, there were dead bodies of mares and stallions everywhere. Some of the bodies (though very few) were still in one piece, but riddled with bullets. Others had several limbs blown off and were bleeding profusely. Those ones looked the worst. There were also several piles of ash and goo, which I knew had been caused by energy weapons. I had been expecting this kind of result, but actually seeing this kind of senseless slaughter still hit me hard. The gore was just too much.

To make matters worse, I also saw that there were about a dozen foals below in the area, looking at all of this. Knowing first hand that the Enclave doesn’t spare anypony, I could only surmise that they had all hidden during the attack. I shuddered to think that some of the foals weren’t able to hide and had been killed. The worst thing about murder was involving young children in it, in any shape or form.

As soon as I touched down on the ground inside the town, some of the foals in the area reacted to my presence and started quickly backing away in fright. However, as soon as they saw me and started backing away, the unicorn filly in my hooves gestured to them indicating that I wasn’t a threat. “It’s okay; she’s not one of them.” She then nudged my hoof with her own, indicating that she wanted me to put her down.

No sooner than I had opened my hooves and she hopped out of my grasp, one of the foals in the crowd asked, “How do you know that?!”

“Because she helped me,” she responded immediately, rather matter-of-factly. “If she had been with the other pegas… flying ponies, then she would have attacked me on sight.”

The group of foals started to quiet down after she had finished speaking, seemingly not being able to question that logic. I didn’t know how to react to that. After everypony in the area just stood around silently for what felt like an eternity, I turned down to face the unicorn filly again. “Uhhmm, excuse me… uhhh?”

“Snowbelle,” she responded immediately. That wasn’t what I was going to ask her, but I wasn’t going to tell her that now.

“Well, Snowbelle…” I wracked my brain, trying to find some way of saying what I wanted to say. Eventually I just asked, “What are you going to do now?”

After I had said this, Snowbelle suddenly dropped the small smile that she now had on her face, and looked around at what was left of her hometown. As she started to speak, she now had a stronger look on her face, with more resolve in her voice. “Well, we aren’t leaving here; this is our home.” She paused to take a breath, but she hadn’t lost any fire in her words. “We’ll just have to learn how to survive on our own. It’ll be tough going, but we’ll manage.”

She was facing the foals as she spoke, telling them what they were going to do, but I knew that she was answering my question as well and I felt as if she speaking directly to me. Her words sounded familiar and hit me hard, but it was the last thing that she said that hit me the hardest. “We don’t have a choice!”

After hearing these words come from her mouth, everything that I had seen since meeting this filly came back to me all at once, and in that that moment, I realised something: She’s me.

Everything that happened to this filly had happened to me. Her hometown gets attacked by bad ponies for no reason. Her parent risked their lives for her sake. She hates pegasi. Despite everything that happened, she wouldn’t leave this place because it’s her home, and she wasn’t about to let anything change that.

That was her past, but I was already able to see their future. I knew because I had already faced it. They would spend years trying to survive; struggling on a daily basis with the simplest things, without any parents to help them. They would have to grow up quickly in order to survive. They would lose their entire lives; not literally, but still in a serious sense. For them, their childhood was already over.

That’s not a life that I would want for anypony. There had to be something that I could do to make sure that these foals didn’t have to go through what I went through. I wanted to help them. There must be a way.

I thought back to what it had been like for me and what I had done then. What had I done to make sure that things would work out for us? I almost shed a tear as I thought of the ponies that I used to know; of Blitz.

Then I remembered the raiders. I remembered how I had to take them out, or they would just repeat the things they had done to us, somewhere else. I didn’t have a choice.

I then looked up in the sky and I saw the Enclave’s Raptor, stilling hovering there, beneath the cloud cover. I knew what I had to do.

I then looked down at Snowbelle. I then told her about what I was going to do.

“WHAT?!”

Her reaction to what I had just told her was to be expected. To anyone, it sounded like nothing short of suicide, however, my mind was already made up. I then began flapping my wings and rose into the air. She called out to me immediately and raised her hoof to stop me. “You don’t have to do this.”

I just looked down at her, with my usually stoic expression and simply said, “I know. I want to.”

I then turned around and got ready to dash away, up into the air, but then Snowbelle reached out her hoof again to call to me and said, “Wait,” in a tone which would suggest worry. She then lowered her hoof and her head and, after slight hesitation, she spoke again in a quieter tone. “Will you be alright?”

I looked down at her and I simply said, “You’ll be alright.” I then turned away and looked up at the Raptor in the sky. It was still beneath the cloud curtain and I was glad; I still didn’t want to go above the clouds unless I absolutely had to. I then picked up speed and made my way towards it.

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The Raptor started shooting at me as soon as I got closer to it. While I was still beneath the cloud curtain, I had never flown this high up before. The pegasi on board could tell that I was an enemy.

While it was difficult for me to avoid all of the incoming fire, (I really only knew the basics of flying since I never had anyone to teach me and I had to learn it myself) I had an advantage in that I was a very small target for their guns, and there weren’t any surrounding Vertibucks.

When I got close to the Raptor, I stayed along the side of the hull to stay out of range of most of their guns. I flew along the side of the Raptor, looking for a way in. I eventually came to hatch that led inside, however, there was a slight problem: It was locked.

It was a cloud lock, and while I was a pegasus and had the means with which to interact with it, I didn’t have the tools; or so I thought. I suddenly remembered that I had one bobby pin; the one in my mane.

I removed the bobby pin from my mane, my long hair falling out over my body as I did so and began flowing in the wind. I then placed the bobby pin into the lock and started to pick it.

I began working on picking the lock. I had never really picked locks before, but right now it was my only option. As I only had one bobby pin, I prayed to Luna that it wouldn’t break. It seems the Goddess was smiling on me after all. After about a minute of fiddling with the lock, it popped open.

I opened up the hatch to step inside. Before I stepped inside, I looked at the bobby pin in my hoof and whispered to myself, “Looks like it was a good thing I picked this up all those weeks ago.” I was about to put the bobby pin back into my mane when suddenly, I stopped and thought about how I had acquired it.

I had taken this bobby pin off of the corpse of a mare that I had been fighting against in The Pit; a mare who was only fighting so that she could give her son a better life. Yes, I was fighting for my own survival and I wasn’t just going to let her kill me. I didn’t have a choice, but still; I had desecrated a pony’s body in a pretty brutal way just to survive.

When her son had confronted me about what I had done, I had told him that ponies die every day in the Wasteland and that he didn’t have any right to be angry at me for what I had done, but what about me.

When my parents had been killed, I hated the raiders that were responsible and all other raiders, who didn’t do anything to me. I killed them all on sight because I hated them so much.

When the Enclave had attacked my hometown and killed all of my friends, I started killing every Enclave soldier I saw, and I swore a personal vendetta against them.

I was angry at the Enclave for all that they had done to me and I wanted them to pay. However, they had also hurt a lot of other ponies. What gave me the right to be so angry with them? What made me so special? I felt like such a hypocrite. The words I had said to that colt back in Fillydelphia were ringing in my head.

I held out my hoof with the bobby pin in it and just stared back at it. After several seconds, I then dropped it down. I was going to change. I was still going to destroy this Enclave ship, but I was not doing it for me. I was doing it for all of the foals in the town below, who they had hurt. I was doing it for every pony that the Enclave ever did wrong for their own selfish reasons.

I watched as the bobby pin fell down and out of sight; a symbol of my new resolve. I briefly let my mind wander to hoping that there wouldn’t be any more locks that I would have needed it for to pick, but that feeling quickly passed.

I righted my face back into a strong expression. I had my goal and I was going to accomplish it. I then made my way inside the huge, flying ship and closed the hatch behind me.

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The inside of the Raptor was like a huge, metal container. I was in a small room with only the hatch to the outside. I opened the door in front of me and stepped into the corridor and made my way along.

The corridors were all extremely narrow, only big enough for one pony to go down them at a time. I crouched down on all four hooves and quietly made my way along the narrow corridors. With every step, my hooves clanked against the metal floor. I slowed my crawl so that each step was as quiet as possible. After all, I had only a sniper rifle (and a star blaster with only nineteen shots left) and I was possibly up against an armies worth of armoured soldiers. I had to be stealthier than I had ever been in my life.

After several minutes of slowly and quietly crawling around the hallways of the Raptor, I suddenly heard the loud clanking of metal on metal. There were several Enclave troops heading my way. My anxiety rising, I quickly looked around for somewhere to hide. The hallway was too small; there was nowhere to hide. As I heard the hoofsteps getting closer, I quickly unfurled my wings and flew straight up. I only made it a few feet before I stopped just before touching the ceiling. I didn’t want to make any loud noises.

I looked down to see two armoured pegasi walking along beneath me. I hoped that they hadn’t seen me fly up here, or that they wouldn’t look up. They didn’t.

I waited a few more seconds for them to walk further away. I then drifted back down to the ground. I was about to continue sneaking along when I suddenly realised something. I then looked back and saw my wings. I could just fly along quietly and not touch the ground at all. I could also react faster if I heard anything and I knew that the flapping of my wings was silent, even in close proximity. I quickly facehooved and then continued flying along, staying towards the ceiling as I made my way along.

Sometimes I loved being a pegasus.

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As I was making my way along the corridors of the Raptor, I ducked into one of the adjoining rooms. Once I was inside, I was amazed to see that the room was filled with Enclave power armor. I then came up with a plan to disguise myself as an Enclave soldier, so I could walk around the ship freely, without having to sneak. I didn’t like the idea of dressing like these ponies, but I had to admit to myself that it was a pretty good plan.

I started putting the armor on, but once I did, I was barely able to move in it. I guess you needed special training to move around in power armor. So much for that plan.

I started taking off the power armor, when suddenly, I heard the door behind me open up. I turned around quickly to see that an Enclave soldier had entered the room; and he had seen me. Without having time to think, I quickly grabbed my sniper rifle from my back (it’s a good thing I had already taken the power armor off) and shot him in the head. At this range and with my knowledge of power armor and its weak spots, the shot went right through his head, killing him.

He (or she) had died instantly and they didn’t have enough time to call for backup, however, the shot was very loud and it echoed throughout the metal hallways of the Raptor. There was no doubt that someone would have heard it and would come here to investigate. Any chance I had at being stealthy was gone now.

I quickly took to the air and flew out of the room. I flew along the corridors at high speed, (high speed for me anyway) keeping high to the ceiling, making it harder for any soldiers to see me. As I flew along, I hoped that I hadn’t chosen the path that the soldiers would be coming down. I looked down as I flew and I didn’t see any soldiers, although I could still hear them in other areas of the ship.

I turned a corner and I saw a big door that led into another side room. I quickly flew over to open it before anypony could see me, but it wouldn’t budge. Just as I was about to turn around and fly off, I saw something, like a hoof scanner, just to the side of the door. I decided to try and see if I could open it, so I placed my hoof on the scanner. The door opened immediately.

My guess is that the scanner responds only to pegasi. I guess they didn’t bother to restrict it to Enclave pegasi only. That was probably pretty dumb huh, though it did explain why they were so desperate to find me. They didn’t want to risk any pegasi working against them. Blitz was right.

I quickly shook my head as this thought entered my mind. I had to stay focused. I ducked into the room and shut the door behind me.

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The room that I was in now was completely empty except for a huge cloud terminal, situated at the back of the room. The terminal took up the whole wall at the back of the room. Given the security around this room and the size of this terminal, then if there was any important information on this ship, or how to destroy it, it would be here.

I walked over to the cloud terminal to access it; however, I immediately discovered that the files were all locked down. It looks like the Enclave does take its security seriously.

I could try to hack the terminal in order to gain access, however, I had never hacked a terminal before. Although, I decided to give it a try anyway. After all, it wasn’t like being inexperienced in hacking made it physically impossible to even try.

So, I started hacking the terminal. After a few minutes, I saw that it was actually a lot easier than I thought it would be. I just had to search through the snippets of data in the code to find the correct password. I had to back out a few times to avoid being locked out, but I eventually found the correct password.

The password was ‘Purity’.

Once I was in, I began looking through the terminals many files, looking for some way to destroy the ship. The terminal was full of all sorts of different types of files, such as audio files, soldier records, listed casualties and something about the ‘Frank Horrsigan Project’.

I ignored most of these files and instead started scrolling through the list of audio files, hoping it might contain something important from an officer.

As I was scanning through the list of hundreds of audio files, three names in particular stood out.

Dawn Flower.

Lightning Flicker.

Dusk Shine.

My eyes widened as soon as I saw it. Here, on an Enclave terminal, amidst hundreds of other files, were three audio files from three of my ancestors from before the war. The huge size of the audio file folder suddenly made more sense, with how far back their records stretched.

For the moment, I forgot about everything else. I forgot about the fact that I had raised the alarm and now the whole ship was looking for me, or about why I was in here, on this terminal in the first place. I had an opportunity to hear about my ancestors from them directly, and also to hear their actual voices, even if it was just through a two century old recording. It was an opportunity that I couldn’t pass up.

I clicked on the first audio file and started playing it.

Dawn Flower

Well, I just got back from my meeting with the Elements of Harmony, and they completely refused my plan of freeing Discord to help us with the war. I tried explaining to them that Discord isn’t evil exactly; he’s just a prankster who likes doing things his way because he’s the strongest.

He doesn’t even kill ponies. After all, the chaos he causes is all just to have fun and the least kind of fun pony is a dead pony. The zebras are also just as afraid of him as they are of Nightmare moon, so there’s no risk of him allying with them.

However, they still wouldn’t listen to a single word I said. Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to come up with some other way to help with the war effort. Hmmm… I wonder if maybe the magic in gems could be redistributed to create weapons.

When the first recording was finished, I clicked on the next one.

Lightning Flicker

What’s that? You want to speak into this? Hmmm, creating some sort of last will and testimony for me before I go, is that it? My life story? Fine, here I go.

My name is Lightning Flicker and I’m a former worker at the Ministry of Peace. This is my story.

On the last day, I managed to survive the apocalypse by flying above the clouds before the megaspells hit. I didn’t want to leave without my husband, but I knew that he would want me to survive, even if it meant that he couldn’t. That’s the kind of pony he was… and always was. The kind of pony who always put others needs ahead of his own, and thought about what was best for everypony. I just forgot that for a little while.

Ever since the war started, we’ve been drifting further and further apart. We would always be at odds about how best to handle things. I told him that we needed to find a peaceful solution to everything, but he just kept on creating energy weapons causing even more death. He did tell me that he wanted to find a peaceful solution as well. He just believed that it wouldn’t be as simple as talking things out after everything that had happened, and that we needed these weapons right now.

Of course, I see now that he was right. Huh, it’s almost poetic how such things only occur when it’s already too late to do anything about it. Now he’s gone. Hmmm… all of those things that I used to worry and fight with him about seem so stupid now.

As soon as the bombardment had stopped, I wanted to go back down to the surface to look for my husband. I knew that he was still alive… or maybe, I wanted to believe that he was still alive. I wanted to leave immediately, but the other pegasi wouldn’t let me. I told them that they couldn’t keep me here against my will, but… that’s not what they were talking about. Apparently… I was pregnant.

This changed everything. I now wanted to find him more than anything; so that we can all be a family and maybe just try and forgot everything that’s happened and to live a peaceful life in the world we now live, but, I also knew that he would never want me to risk my safety, or the safety of our child just for him. So, I stayed above the clouds for another eleven months. Then, my beautiful son was born. While I saw him as the most beautiful thing in the world, all the other pegasi could only see one thing: he was a unicorn.

They told me that he couldn’t live up here, and they wanted me to abandon him. Of course, I told them to go buck themselves; they kicked me out as well.

They branded me a traitor; figuratively and literally. They removed my cutie mark and replaced it with a brand of Rainbow Dash’s cutie mark. They called me a Dashite; the third to be exact, and they said that I was a traitor to the pegasus race. I however, wear this brand as a badge of honour. It is proof that there is still hope for the pegasus race. One day they will return to Equestria, and everything will be sunshine and rainbows once again.

Well, I’m almost done recording this audio file for you, and then I’ll be on my way. Commander Pound Cake will be escorting beneath the cloud cover personally; just to make sure that I actually leave. I assure you, I have no intention of staying up here. Until that day of ‘sunshine and Rainbows’ finally comes, all I want is to live out the rest of my life with my son, Sunrise Sparkle; named for the two greatest unicorns I have ever known.

Once the second audio file was finished, I clicked on the last one.

Dusk Shine

This is Dusk Shine: Head of Maintenance for Stable 2. Stable door is secure. Radiation levels are at zero point zero per cent and show no signs of rising.

Our orders are simple: to keep the stable door closed until background radiation has fallen below lethal levels, where upon it’s safe for ponies to once again inhabit the outside world.

It all seemed so simple on paper. Construct massive underground bunkers to hold a few hundred ponies to survive the apocalypse. Then emerge out into the world again and rebuild. Celestia knows the stables themselves are capable of surviving absolutely anything. When Stable-Tec built something, they built it to last. However, after witnessing the destructive capabilities of the megaspells, and accounting for how many were launched against us, I wonder if things could ever return to the way it used to be, before the war. Even if the radiation levels fall and we can live outside again… well we’ve seen the kind of damage even a single megaspell could do; and who knows how many hundred the zebras launched against us. What if ponies can never live outside of stables again? And even if they can, what’s to stop us from making the same mistakes all over again?

I still remember how Equestria used to be, when I was younger. Those carefree days when I was out crusading for my cutie mark. I can’t believe that I used to spend so much time worrying about what seems like such a stupid thing now. Just goes to show you just how much Equestria has changed. While I would like nothing more than to have those days back again, I fear that those days are gone, and that Equestria will never know peace like that again. The war may be over now, but war never changes. It will be back again and worse than before. Somehow.

However, while I don’t know if things will ever go back to the way things were when I was a young colt, I do know that that will never happen in my lifetime. The door of Stable 2 will never again open while I’m still alive. While I am upset that I’ll never see my big brother, Dawn again, I am happy to live out the rest of my life in peace down here, with my beautiful wife, Sweetie Belle.

When the final audio files had finished playing, I just stood there taking it all in. I was happy. Happy that I learned more about my family and that I learned about them from them. I was glad that I had come here.

Suddenly, I came back to earth and remembered why I was here in the first place. I then returned my attention to the terminal, looking for a way to destroy the ship.

While I was searching through the terminals files, I found a map of the ship. From the map, I saw that there was a hangar bay just around the corner from the room I was in. Looks like I found my way out.

I continued searching through the terminal, and I eventually found something useful. The ships self-destruct code; and the good news was that I could activate it from here.

I had a way to destroy the ship and I had an exit strategy. Before even stopping to consider if the self-destruct would be instant or if it would take a few minutes, I hit the okay.

As soon as I did, I heard a computer programs voice over the ships intercom. “Warning. Ships self-destruct sequence initiated. Please evacuated all personal. Five minutes until total destruction.”

As soon as I heard the warning, I knew that the soldiers would know where the self-destruct protocol was initiated from, which meant that they knew where I was now. I also had to make sure that the self-destruct command couldn’t be overridden, even at the cost of my own life. I then drew my sniper rifle and unloaded an entire magazine into the control console. When I was happy that it was sufficiently banged up, I put my sniper rifle back on to my back and made my way over to the door. After it had opened up, I took the air again and sped off towards the hangar bay.

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I quickly made it to the doorway to the hangar bay. Just as I was about open the door, I heard another message being broadcasted on the ships intercom. This voice was different from before. It was clearly coming from a real pony this time. “Attention all personnel. Your orders are to pull out of the area immediately. Colonel Hurricane wants to handle this matter personally.”

At the mention of his name, all the anger that I felt towards him back at my hometown came back. I never should have let him go. I should have killed him when I had the chance. So what if I try to avoid killing people as much as possible. Some people are just evil and deserve to be punished.

As I opened the door into the hanger bay, I shifted my sniper rifle back into position on to my back and I pulled out my star blaster. “This time I’m ending it.” The hangar bay door opened and I stepped inside.

To be continued…

Footnote: Level Up.
New Perk: Just Give It A Try – There are things that you have never tried before simply because they sounded too complicated, but now that you have tried them, you can see that they are actually much easier than you thought. Science and Lockpick are both increased by 5.

Author's Note:

I wanted to update one of my stories before Christmas, so here you are. This story is almost finished and I've already started writing the next chapter. I should have the next update soon. Happy Hearths Warming everypony.

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[syrigollen0311]

I love the little in-game accuracies that are presented in this. Like backing out of a terminal so that you don't get locked out. This was a pretty emotion-invoking chapter, where there's a build up of a friendship developing (my prediction), and the hatred towards the Enclave. Only thing I thought was wrong with it were the little grammatical errors that there are. Doesn't entirely matter, though. Amazing chapter either way