Wastelands of Australia
Wastelands of Australia
“And I win again!” The excited dark haired man at the table shouted with both hands in the air. As his eyes hazel eyes looked at the guy across from him, he couldn’t help but feel great. All he did was win an arm wrestling match. Though, Vault 991 wasn’t the most interesting place anyway. The cold metal walls and windowless chambers were somewhat like a prison at times, but it was also what kept everyone safe. The dark haired man made a sweeping motion with his hand to let the loser across from him that he had to get up from the booth seat occupied. “Alright, Sam, it’s your turn to get your ass whooped. Once I beat you, I’m the champ of 991.” The confident dark haired man challenged.
Sam, a man of just the young age of twenty one pushed past the rest of the guys who were watching the competition between the men in the vault. Of course, most of them should have been working, but could they all really get in trouble? Like his challenger, Sam had dark hair and hazel eyes as well. Sam’s complexion was a bit darker though, giving off an olive skin tone. He stood at about an average height of 5 feet, 11 inches (180.3 cm) and seemed to weigh about 170 lbs (77 kg). Taking a seat, Sam stared his friend James in the eye.
“There’s no way I’m letting you get this mate.” Sam said before setting his right elbow on the table.
“If I lose to you, I’ll quit… Oh…” James said suddenly.
“What? Cat got your tongue? You saw me flex my arm, didn’t you?” Sam said with a smile before looking at the graveness in James’ face.
“Will someone please tell me what kind of shit you’re pulling? How the hell do any of you have the time to do this!?” The Overseer asked in anger. The tall hefty man looked around as if he wanted someone to provide a valid answer before shaking his head with disappointment. “Get back to your duties. I don’t want to see this again.” The man said a bit more calmed down. Everyone in the lunch room cleared out. James mumbled to himself, upset that he didn’t get to finish the arm wrestling tournament. Sam was ready to follow the rest of the crowd, but a firm hand on his shoulder stopped him. “Samuel, I want a word with you.” The Overseer insisted.
“Yes, Overseer?” Sam replied.
“I need you to tell me the truth. Do you know where the cube is?” The Overseer asked.
“The cube? What are you talking about?” Sam asked. He confused and even wondered if the Overseer mixed him up for someone else.
“Sam, look at me. The cube your parent have had held up in this place for months. You know what I’m talking about.”
“I don’t.” Sam answered again. The Overseer didn’t seem pleased with what Sam was telling him, and Sam was afraid of what the Overseer might say next.
“Fuck!” The Overseer tried to say under his breath. “I’m sorry for bothering you about it, Sam.” The Overseer said with an odd smile that seemed to come out of nowhere. “Just go on with your work. I’ll figure things out.” The Overseer said finally before leaving Sam in the lunch room alone.
“Goodbye Overseer.” Sam said, but he didn’t get a reply as the head of the vault walked away.
Last edited by FunnyGuy; 11-11-2012 at 01:21 AM.
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Somewhere in the Outback Wastes
Sophia looked out from the wide brim of her hat, surveying the scenery around her. Hot, dusty, and kind of windy, as usual. The pack on her back was light, mostly full of emergency rations of water and some jars of dried meat and fruit. Food really wasn't a problem out in the wastes, mostly, as long as you knew how to survive off of the land. Some Brahmin meat or even a gecko steak was enough to keep a scavver alive, so long as it was cooked properly. You had to know how to get the poison out of the gecko steak, otherwise it would sap your strength. It wasn't enough to kill you, but it was a major inconvenience when the majority of your job requires you to either be able to outrun, out shoot, or out slice attackers and carry mounds of old junk on your back. The weakness only lasted a couple hours, but still. She made sure her weapons were all fully loaded, first Streak, the black finished metal of the 5mm assault rifle familiar in her hands, though she had to admit that it was definitely the newest of her arsenal. Not to mention the most difficult to find ammo for out in the wastes, but at least people still traded and made new ammo in some of the old bombed out buildings. Next came Hazel, the .357 lever action rifle, the rifle her father had given her years ago, though many of the parts had been replaced. Then Pearl, her trust .44, secured to her hip and ready. Finally, she patted her hip and shoulder, making sure both her blades were still there. More of habit than anything, she could feel the blade's weight in their sheathes, but it never hurt when you traveled near Raider territory.
“Daddy always said check your shit before you go out to play.” She snickered, gunning the dual power engine of the dirt bike under her. It was far from the prettiest thing in the world, but she'd managed to scav enough parts to get the damn thing working, at least. And to boot, it ran off gecko oil or the little mini hand charger she kept in her pack. Just hook up the little mechanism to the bike, pump the charger for a good thirty minutes or so and you'd get a couple hours off the battery alone, and with the gecko oil, she could ride for a day or two straight without having to recharge. The portable generator at home didn't hurt either, though it was far too big and expensive to lug around with her all the time. She kicked the stand up and revved the engine again, powering down the side of the dune, her open leather duster fluttering behind her as the wind whipped at her. The hat on her head would no doubt have fallen off if not for the tie that kept it firmly affixed where it was. She kept her boots firmly in the appropriate aperture, her eyes concentrated on the side where, if she was a bit unlucky, raiders would be waiting. Not that raiders could hit a moving target worth beans, but you never know when one might get lucky. She didn't really feel like testing her luck. Fortunately for her, the raiders were off somewhere else terrorizing who knew what. Still, that made her ride a little easier. She wanted to forge a bit deeper into the 'no-man's land' that lay beyond the frontier of the last town. The shit set the Geiger off like nobody's business, but it was nothing a little Rad-X and Radaway couldn't fix. She didn't like to delve into that stuff much, though. Radaway had a tendency to cause...involuntary bowel movements. She shuddered at that thought, trying not to remember the first time she'd discovered that little side-effect first hand. Gross. Still, she supposed it was a price to be paid for not ending up looking like she'd come out of a fight with a blender on the losing end, like some of those deadbeat ghouls back in town. Again, gross. Like that'd ever happen to her. Pfft. Still, the Geiger counter hooked up to the right arm of her armor was something she treasured. Not that you couldn't usually feel the radiation tingling in you, but better to be safe than sorry. She tipped her hat a little as she looked ahead. Yeah, this ride was going to be a good one.
Some run-down town East of Vault 991
The faint sound of sobbing filled her ears as the hooded young woman flicked the cigarette out between her fingers, letting it hit the ground before squashing the butt with her black leathered boot. "Why you fretting?" She strutted towards the three individuals kneeling in the centre of the room with their hands tied behind their back. "You should be rejoicing...praising the Lord's name...you three have lead us straight to the thing that will save this God forsaken world...all will be well...and it is all thanks to you three." She bent down in a squatting position next to the individual that as sobbing. "Come on girly, were is that feistiness you had before...I ain't gonna lie you got me pretty good," her hands moved towards her jaw as she seemed to adjust it before chuckling slightly. However, her amusement only seemed to cause the blonde girl to cry more. "Come on mate..." she rolled her eyes before her black painted finger nails squished the blonde's cheeks together and then lifted the girl's head up towards her own. "Stop this weeping or I will stop it for you," she smirked before her face became serious as she pulled her free hand back, forming a fist.
"SKYE!" A slightly muffled voice roared across the room as the hooded woman's head jerked to the right. Even though that name was just a substitute for her birth one, she had been called it for so long that it was basically her name now. And it didn't bother her as she never really liked the name her deceiving parents gave her, but that was a thing of the past and not worth dwelling about. Her dark brown eyes trailed towards her comrade Reece, who stood there hands on hips acting like he had authority over her. Like the other four, he was covered from head to toe in a thin layer of clothing. It didn't look like much to the naked eye, but upon closer inspection you will notice the ballistic vest and protective padding. Additional metal plates were added in the chest, sides and back of the vest for extra protection. Each individual depending on their skills and expertise had their assigned weapons and equipment strapped to their bodies. Weapons could range from a basic dagger and baseball bat right through to an AK-47 assault rifle or even rocket launch. However, each man or woman had to carry their own equipment and what were could not be carried would be left behind. It was at times better to have less gear and thus be more vulnerable to attack, than be too heavy and unable to run if it was called for it. It would be very hard for anyone to find such protective gear and equipment. Nonetheless, if you associated yourself if the 'right' people, such goods were given to you for a small price.
"What?" Skye's coldly blurted out as she rose to her feet pushing herself off on the blonde girl's head.
"Watch it," is all Reece responded as he returned his attention to the shattered glass window. He eyed the dusty scenery outside making sure no unwanted guest were approaching. Skye brushed it of knowing that in the end she would get her way, but she still couldn't help but taunt the girl one last time. She stared down at the blonde making sure she got eye contact before she trailed her finger along her neck and then chuckled mockingly.
"Got it! It's about a 15 minute walk west from here," out of know where Lockie came bursting in from the other room holding a piece of paper in his hand. The others seemed to stop their searches and immediately moved across the room to where he stood. Skye did the same, her face portraying a thrilled looked as she observed the hand drawn map. A wicked smirk spread across her lips as they had finally accomplished their objective of finding the located of the very famous Vault 991.
"We got company....seven to eight coming in hot from the east side.." Reece uttered as his eyes stayed fixed out the window. Skye immediately snatched the map out of Lockie's hand just in case not all of them would make it out alive. And if someone wasn't gonna be making it, it would most likely be Lockie. The kid was good with computers and technology but when it came to anything else he had two left feet, as they say. The team went straight into action, Tilly had already pulled out her crossbow and shot a anchor like arrow with a cable attached across to the opposing building's rooftop or at least what was left of the rooftop and building. She tugged at the cable making sure it was secure before fixing the crossbow between the windowsill and floor. Once it was secure she whistled for the others as one by one, they climbed out the window and began to shuffle across the cable to the other side.
As Reece was about to climb out Skye cut him off by stepping in his way, "aren't you forgetting something." She pointed the three individuals in the centre. "They ain't gonna make it against the raiders so you might as well put them out of their misery...and anyway we all know He doesn't like loose ends." Skye pulled out a pistol, containing exactly three bullets from the holster strapped to her hips. She held it out to Reece, who didn't have to be told twice and took the gun from her. If one of your team shows weakness it's always a good idea to test their loyalty, because in this nation's current state weakness can get you killed. Skye watched as the room erupted in cries for help as the begging began. However, it only lasted a few seconds as three subsequent shoots were fired. Skye couldn't help but smirk as the room fell silent, "that's my boy." She mumbled to herself as Reece tossed the weapon to the floor and headed to the window.
Skye wrapped her shall over her face before following Reece as the two climbed out the window and across the cable.
Last edited by sweetangle66; 11-13-2012 at 01:18 AM.
With a worried look upon his face, Sam walked through a long hallway within the vault. The cube the Overseer mentioned was starting to make Sam wonder what was going on in the metal walls of Vault 991. The first people he’d question were his parents, who were the heads of the research and development within the vault. People rarely asked questions about what they worked on, mainly because they couldn’t understand it or they just didn’t think it was important.
Within minutes, Sam arrived within the research and development room, where he found his father pacing about and his mother typing on a computer. His father stopped like a deer in headlights as soon as his eyes landed on his son.
“Hey…” Sam said with a questioning look on his face.
“Uh… Hey son, what brings you back here? You need something?” Dr. Cruz said as he looked at his son with a warm smile. Sam returned the same expression for a second before furrowing his eyebrows. “Is there something wrong?”
“I don’t know. The Overseer just asked me about a cube. He thought I had it or something.” Sam said as he noticed his mother spin around from his words. She wore the same expression his father did now; an expression of worry and fear.
“He thinks you have it?” Sam’s mother said before gazing at her husband. “Carlos, why don’t we just turn it over? The Overseer is clearly obsessed with possessing that thing.”
“So, he can just stash it away or destroy it! He didn’t have a problem with it until it activated. Its activation is enough proof that there is life beyond these walls. He just doesn’t want anyone to know! He doesn’t want anyone to leave!”
“No! The man is power hungry, and I’m not just gonna let him have his way! He knows that if we can leave, he has no more control over us. That he…”
“Won’t be able to control you?” The Overseer said as he entered with two men from Vault 991 security. The three in the room looked at the large man with fright. “Now, Dr. Cruz, tell me where you hid the cube. Your family’s safety depends on it.” The Overseer said as drew 10mm pistol.
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The six Union subordinates came to a sudden halt at the assigned destination on the map. "It should be around here..." Skye pulled the map from her back pocket and eyed the hand drawn images, trying to work out where exactly 'X' marked the spot. The others spread out a little themselves to investigate the area and it wasn't long before Reece called out to them to come here from inside a cave. They rushed inside and came to a sudden halt seeing the larger circle door to the entrance of the volt. Lockie immediately went to work, pulling off the control panel to the side of the door before plugging in what looked like a small calculator and keypad.
"We are officially in, now we just gotta find the right numbers..." Lockie mumbled to himself but loud enough for the others to hear as he typed away at the miniature keypad in his palm. The rest of the group stood near the entrance weapons loaded and drawn ready for action. Skye drew her two 44 magnum desert eagles from her hostels, and twirled the two guns a couple of times by the trigger around her index finger as she waited anxiously for the door to open. "Bingo," Lockie called out as he unclipped the cord and folded up the keypad placing it back in his backpack. There was a high pitched screech as the volt gear shaped handle twisted around and the four foot thick door slowly began to slide open.
This wasn't the first time they had cracked open a volt so they were pretty familiar with the procedure that was about to go down. But as they waited for the door to fully open Skye decided to give the team a quick rundown just so everyone was clear on their responsibilities. "Reece, Tilly and Max round up the citizens and bring them back to the main quarter, Lockie hack the mainframe and get hold of the cameras and maps of the place...and Big X you will be with me making sure the people behave," she smirked as her eyes trailed towards the volt entrance. Even though the volts aren't always designed in the same manner they all share a pretty similar layout, so if you seem one its not that hard to find your way around. And usually there is plenty of signage that will point you in the right direction.
"Let's smoke them out," they all pulled down their gas masks, before Big X pulled the pins and threw two tear gas grenades into the entrance corridor. As soon as the grenades hit the ground and bounced along the floor, the security alarm went off. Footsteps could be heard before there was a loud concussive blast as the grenades exploded discharging a irritant agent. The gas that was emitted causes a chemical reaction with moisture on an individual's skin and in their eyes. The individual will feel a burning sensation and irritation in the eyes and can induce tears, coughing, disorientation, dizziness and sometimes even vomiting. The team made their move, entering swiftly as they headed down the path. Two clean shoots to the head were fired at the two security guards who were already on their hands and knees on the floor coughing and crying from the gas. It was like piece of cake for them, they hardly had to waste any bullets as they moved towards the main quarter. The reason being that their presence was so shocking to the individuals that they encountered on the way, that it left them stunned and motionless allowing the team to gun them down without a counter attack.
As the door slide open to the main quarter one quick shoot by Skye was fired at the security guard who stood to the right of the door before she yelled out, "CITIZENS OF VOLT 991 PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE BACK OF YOUR HEAD AND GET THE HELL DOWN ON THE GROUND!" Reece sprayed a few bullets along the wall to get their attention as the screaming and panic set in. However, there were a few individuals like before who just stood still with their mouths hanging open in shock. The thing about these volt communities is that they all believe that they are the only survivors, that there is nothing left outside and that the air behind their sold four walls is so toxic that one quick inhale could kill you. Skye signalled Tilly, Reece and Max to move into the other hallways and find more people before she pulled off her gas mask and tossed it in a nearby table. "Wow, that's some nice air you got in here...too bad we left the door open." Her comment didn't go to well with the people as they seemed to become more panic. However, most of them seemed to be smart enough to listen to her demands and began to kneel on the ground in front if her and Big X.
All of the sudden one individual seemed to have caught her attention, "Oi minger, get on the fucking ground now," Skye ordered as the barrel of her gun pointed at the slender man standing a few feet away from her. It was hard to tell whether the man was too stunned by their presence or if he was just being a smart ass and disobeying her. Either way she was having none if it and without wasting another second she pulled the trigger. The bullet flew across the room and straight into the man's kneecap. As soon as the bullet penetrated his skin the man cried out in agony and collapsed to the ground. There were a few gasps coming from the other citizens. "Anyone else having trouble hearing me...or can I proceed to tell you why we are here?" She pulled her hood down.
"Please take whatever you want just don't hurt us...." A man rose to his feet pleading as he began to empty his pocket tossing money at her feet. Skye chuckled with amusement, "are you kidding me mate?" She laughed again as Big X joined in before without warning he pulls a dagger from underneath his cloak and flings it across the room. The dagger spun around in midair before hitting one of the volt people in the back of the head who appeared to be making a run for it. The individual upon the daggers impact dropped to the ground dead. Skye just rolled her eyes before returning her attention to the man standing in front of her. "Money isn't worth shit," she kicked the pile of coins and notes back at him. "What we want is the cube - and don't act as though you don't know what I am talking about...we know that you have it so you might as well give it to us peacefully or we will take it forcefully."
"We don't know what your talking about?" The man looked at her with confusion as did many of the others, but Skye couldn't care less and shot him point blank in the head. There were a few screams from some of the women as the man's lifeless body collapsed to the ground.
"Wrong answer," she slipped one of her desert eagles back in its holster as she turned herself back to the rest of the community. "For every minute we have to wait...and for every wrong answer....one of you will die.....starting with..." Her eyes trailed around the group for a likely contestant. She spotted her victim and stepped forward to pull a young boy off the ground. His mother immediately grabbed hold of her son's other arm trying to pull him back.
"Please not my son...his just a boy..." Tears streamed down the woman's cheek before Skye kicked her right in the face.
"Rack off..." Skye spoke harshly as the woman let go of her son. The boy seemed to be too young to understand what was going on so he just seemed to follow Skye as she pulled him along. "If the cube is not in my hand in the next TWO minutes this innocent young child will get an early retirement." She squatted down to the boy's level and with her free hand she held him close and with the other she held her gun to his head. "One....two..."
Meanwhile, Tilly, Maz and Reece had search through most of the rooms and hallways ordering anyone who they found to the main quarters and those who resisted were shot.
Sophia continued to ride across the desert, a singular brown spec amongst the beige. It was actually pretty peaceful out here today, all things considered. The sky was blue, the wind was calm, and the sand wasn't trying to rip her face off. That was always a good thing. Of course, things could never be quiet and safe for long on the wasteland. Loud bangs caught her attention, echoing over the emptiness of the wastes. She cut the engine and scanned the scenery, noticing smoke coming out of the mouth of a cave nearby. As far as she remembered, that cave was really not good shelter. And there was really nothing worth scavving . In fact, didn't it just have one of those weird Vaults in it? Against her better judgment, she decided to investigate. She used the bike's manual pedals, to get close to the cave, and as she got close, she dismounted, creeping to the mouth of the cave.
The sound of shooting caused her to draw her own revolver, peering into the cave. She'd never seen an open Vault before. Gas still lingered in the Vault's entrance, so she pulled her bandanna up over her mouth and her goggles over her eyes. It was hardly the optimum solution, but her curiosity got the better of her. Besides, who knew what sort of Pre-War tech might be in here. She stayed low, crouching and creeping forward, trying to keep below the residual gas that was still in the air. She came across two dead bodies, wearing what appeared to be security uniforms. She would have passed them by if not for the fact that a gleam on their wrist caught her eye. They looked like little computers strapped to their wrists, “What have we here? You, my little beauty, will probably sell for quite a few caps. How do I...get this off...?” She asked herself, attempting to remove the weird contraption from the dead man's wrist. She fiddled with it for a little while, pushing buttons and turning the little dials, but no matter what, she couldn't figure how to remove the contraption from its previous owner's wrist. Gunfire caught her attention again, making her look up. It sounded pretty close. Perhaps it would be better if she vacated the premises sooner rather than later. Still, she couldn't leave this discovery behind. It had a map, inventory management, GPS, flashlight, even a radio. Hell, this might be useful. Assuming she could get it off this dude's arm. She fidgeted with it a little more, but the damn thing just wouldn't come off. She needed someone who knew what the hell she was even looking at to figure out how to take it off. In the end, she just said to hell with it. Taking her machete out, she began to cut the man's arm, stripping the flesh away until there was nothing but bone. Putting her foot where the skin was stripped, she put her hands on either side of her foot, pulling up and breaking the arm. She repeated the procedure with the other guard (she was sure she would experience the same thing with that one) before stuffing the bloody arms into her pack, along with the vests of their armor, their helmets, and their weapons, along with anything else she could scavenge off their bodies that was remotely valuable.
She could hear gunfire the entire time, which made her a little nervous. Coupled with the fact that the bodies were still warm, meant things didn't bode well with her, but she couldn't back out just yet. She could hear a single gunshot, then someone shouting ahead, and then more gunfire. As she crept closer, she heard another gunshot and screams. She bit her lip, “Shit, Sophia. Now isn't the time to be playing explorer.” She muttered behind her bandanna, looking at the trail of security corpses that littered the halls. She decided to stop, go back, and stop testing her luck. She repeated the procedure of removing the arms with the Pip-Boys on them, picking up whatever weapons or ammo that she could carry. It wasn't long before her pack was was entirely full, with Pip-boys and ten millimeter pistols. The guns wouldn't sell for as much as the armor, but hell, she didn't really have time to strip the guards of their armor first, especially with the chopping of body parts. She only hoped that the residents of the Vault kept whoever these other people were busy long enough to get back to the entrance of this place. That was when she noticed it. A security camera, aimed right at her, “Oh, fuck. I really hope nobody is watching that. Time to bolt.”
Sam didn’t really know what to think. There was the Overseer threatening his and his parent’s lives and two fellow security guards at his side. Sam recognized both of the guys, having the privilege of working late shifts with the two. Sure, they were friendly, but Sam doubted that the two would pick him over the Overseer. The idea didn’t even sound right.
“Overseer… You can’t be serious?!”
“I am serious! Now, I won’t ask you again. Where is the cube?!” The Overseer demanded with his freehand held out. His pistol aimed toward Carlos, the only person that he knew for a fact had the most knowledge of the cube. His wife, Maria was just the assistant, and Sam was a loyal night shift security guard that had traitors to the vault for parents.
“Dad, just give it to him!” Sam shouted at his own father, not wanting to watch the Overseer pull the trigger. Carlos looked to his son, before looking at the barrel of the pistol. It seemed like a tragic standoff, at least until fired shots were heard in another section of the vault. Everyone in the room jerked a bit as they tried to figure out what was going on.
“What the hell was that?!” The Overseer shouted before turning in the direction of the sound. The guards beside him had already done the same. Then the blaring sound came.
“The alarm…” Sam said silently to himself. Sam knew it was only set off during emergencies, but he wondered what it could be. He had only heard its annoying sound during drills or whenever some kids thought it was fun to set it off. The Overseer turned back to the family with a scowl.
“We have more important things to settle! Lead the way, Dr. Cruz. We don’t want you falling behind.” The Overseer said as he made room for the scientist to walk up ahead. Carlos didn’t even speak, but he moved past the Overseer with haste.. He too wanted to find out what was going on, but most of all, the man wished to keep his family out of harm’s way. “We need to head up to see what all this commotion is about.” The Overseer said as he moved forward.
“Sam…” Sam heard his mother say his name in a whisper as they trailed behind the group. “Come on, this way.” Maria said in her hushed voice as she grabbed her son’s wrist. Sam was ready to protest about leaving his father, but his mother didn’t falter her grip on his wrist. Going up a different stairwell, the two were able to enter the living quarters of Vault 991. That’s when Sam stopped his mother in her tracks.
“Mom, what the hell are we doing?!” Sam questioned. “What’s going on?!”
“Sam, we…” Maria sighed not knowing where to start. “The cube that the Overseer mentioned… Me and father think that it’s the key to…” Maria cut herself off to scream as she heard a gunshot fire loud and clear. Down one of the halls, Sam and his mother could see the body of a security guard drop to the ground, only to reveal his killer who was further away. “We have to go now!” Sam’s mother pleaded, but Sam shook his head in defiance.
“I can’t just let this happen.” Sam said as he and his mother moved into the unit his family shared. His mother ignored his words of bravery and started sifting through her things. Sam just shook his head, and went into the locker within his room. Inside, was his armored security uniform, his helmet, a 10mm pistol, and a police baton. Sam didn’t have answers to a lot of questions in his head right now, but he knew one thing for certain. He needed to protect the vault at all costs.
“Sam, pack up your things now!” Maria demanded as she grabbed something from out of a drawer full of her clothes. Sam didn’t recognize the object from any household appliance, but the shape made him keep his eyes on it as she stuffed it into a backpack. “Sam? What are you doing?” Maria asked as she watched him gear up. “We have to leave!”
“Leave? We can’t leave the vault!” Sam argued before hearing the clicking sound of a gun being reloaded.. “Shit…” Sam cursed under his breath as he grabbed his 10mm pistol and aimed for the open doorway.
Meanwhile, the Carlos, the Overseer, and the two guards make their appearance where the citizens of Vault 991 are being held. The guards who are clearly outgunned, lower their weapons, while Carlos gets down on his knees immediately in surrender. Unlike the three who showed signs of their surrender, the Overseer stepped forth looking as pissed as ever.
“I am the Overseer of Vault 991! And demand you tell me what your business in my vault! Now drop your weapons!” The Overseer shouted, not giving a rat’s ass who these invader’s were. He’d rather die a fool than a coward.
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Lockie made his departure from Skye and Reece immediately following Skye grabbing the young boy. Although he was close acquaintance with Skye, he sometimes felt like some of her actions were a little to brutal for his taste. However, she always seemed to get the job done which pleased him, especially since failure in this organisation lead to server consequences that he did not want to face. He moved through the empty corridors, side stepping the dead bodies on the ground as he followed to signs to the head security office. He couldn't help put whistle a soft tune to himself as he enter the office and began to unpack his gear. "Let's get this show on the road," Lockie cracked his fingers before he began to type away at the keypad. The small television screens seemed to flicker for a quickly second before the original images returned as the alarm finally stopped ringing.
Meanwhile, back in the hallways Reece, Max and Tilly were seen gleaming with joy as they rounded up the citizens like sheep. "Come on people, get a move on...the quicker you move the quicker this will be over." As Reece made his way around the corner he spotted a woman and a young man swiftly entering a room. "What do we have here." He mumbled to himself as he signalled Max to follow as the two made their way down the path and towards the door he had seen the two enter. They positioned themselves on either side of the door.
"Smoke them?" Max was about to unclip one of his grenades from his belt before Reece stopped him.
"Nah mate, let's go in guns blazing..." Reece whispered back as he reloaded his AK-47 and Max did the same with his automatic shotgun before the two smirked at each other. Reece held up his fingers to count down. Three...two...one! As soon as his last finger dropped Max kicked the door in and rush inside with Reece right behind, "GET THE FUCK ON THE GROUND!"
Skye couldn't seem to believe her eyes let alone her ears as some old geezer and two bodyguards approach them from out of know where demanding them to lower their guns and state why they where here. She scoffed and then sneered as she forcefully pushed the kid away from her and rose to her feet. She stood tall in order to match the man's size and to show that she wasn't intimidated by him. Her hand brushed back through her hair as she took a step towards him, "Well look what we have here people of Vault 991...is this you fierce leader....Wow," Skye mockingly strutted around him as she eyed this so called Overseer up and down. Big X kept his weapons pointed steadily at the two guards. "Doesn't look very fierce to me..." she chuckled as she came to a halt right in front of him.
"I don't see this whole lowering of weapons thing working out old man...but hey I'm sure your men will protect you, oh wait...it looks like they already surrender" She snickered as she spoke in confidence before she pressed the barrel of her gun to his chest. "I don't know if you had a look around yet, but it looks to me like you guys have a lot of bodies to burry today...so why don't I stop wasting your time and you stop wasting mine and you hand over the cube....I have already asked your people for it but they seem a little thick in the head, so why don't you be a 'good' leader and just give it to me." Skype tried to put on a friendly smile but it ended up just being a wicked smirk.
Sam’s eyes widened in shock as he witnessed the intruders breach the room. His mother gasped at the sight of the unfamiliar men. Sam and his mother lowered down to the ground, but he didn’t let go of his pistol. They never told him to disarm himself, so he’d play devil’s advocate. He kept his eyes on both of them, finding them dressed oddly. They weren’t from the vault, but how could they have been from anywhere else. To Sam’s knowledge, outside the walls of the vault was nothing but death. His eyes darted to his mother, remembering what his father had said about that cube. He claimed that it was proof that there was life outside the vault.
Sam had only seen pictures of what the outside looked like, but those were all from before the war. These men looked like they were from a dark place, and they weren’t friendly either. Sam didn’t say a word, and just waited for a command. Sure, this was pitiful, but he couldn’t fight back.
“Why are you here? What do you want?” Maria asked with a shaken voice.
The Overseer didn’t even flinch as he looked straight into the eyes of the woman that appeared to be calling the shots. Carlos remained on the ground, but looked at the other citizens as well as the dead few on the ground. These people that invaded their home were killers no doubt, and they were after the cube, something he had refused to give up before. Things have completely changed now. The cube was proof that there were other people outside the vault, but the appearance of these intruders was exactly that as well.
Unfortunately, unlike Carlos, the Overseer wouldn’t just hand the cube over. His pride was getting the better of him, but he also couldn’t let this happen to his people. To just this filth invade his domain, kill his people, and then leave with something that doesn’t even belong to them. The fire in his eyes was legendary… Yes, legendary as the great flames that scorched the earth when the bombs fell. Even with the woman’s gun against his chest, he showed fearlessness.
“The only thick headed individual is you… You come into my vault! You shoot and harm MY people! Then you demand for something that isn’t yours!” The Overseer roared before looking around at the people in surrender before smirking. He then took a glance down at his pipboy. 100% all around… Oh boy! “I don’t know if you had a good look around yet… But it looks like you’re surrounded.” The Overseer whispered the last part into the woman’s ear as he kicked her in the knee before going for a right hook to her jaw. In that same moment one of the guards fired at Big X while the many of the civilians lunged in to attack both of the intruders inside. It was like a riot broke out. Even children were on the offense which made the whole scene a bit odd. "Fuck 'em up!" The Overseer roared. Even Carlos, who wasn't a violent man at all, joined in.
Because I'm so fuckin awesome!