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Marie Ashur The Pitt, Pennsylvania

" I love those dear hearts and gentle people..... "

Marie was sitting in he middle of her room, as the radio was giving away the music, that filled out the silence. With her eyes closed, she could feel the presence of the monolith outside the building she was in, glorious and radiant, the mass of pilgrims walking by it like a unruly sea of bodies, washing along it, taking in inearthly antediluvian glory. Yet they where blind, for they could not see it like she or the Prophet did. For them, the monolith was little more then a door, locked and barred, yet with an terrible and beautiful light behind it. The seals that locked it would be broken when he who slumbered would finally awake, and all that was, would be undone, and all that would be, would be returned to how it was below. This world would be washed away in the birth-cry of Ug-Qualtoth, he who slumbered in the mantel of this world, he who one day would bring in the end of all. 
Their worship for this magnificent horror was all but insane, for how could such a being not be seen as a god? How could one not accept the supremacy of this eldritch being, who´s mere hint of its slumber had been enough to drive men mad? Turning them into his most beloved children, the ghouls...

" " Who live in my hometown...... "..... "

The world around her turned to water, as she was laying among the rubble of a burning ship. Drowning men, some burned by hot steam were trying to keep afloat, as she looked at a passing Juggernaut of iron, the accused symbol of the brotherhood painted onto it. Another ship of the cult had perished in the cold irradiated water of Lake Michigan. "Ug...ug-qualtoth...s..save me...please...i...sacrifced..my...my comrades..." The iron armor of the cult-warrior was dragging him down, as he paddled like an infant dog, his face horrible burned by the hot steam the brotherhood had used to repel the boarders. Then a shot rang through the night, as the cultist paddling stopped, and he slowly sank beneath the waves. "AD VICTORIUM YOU SON OF A BITCH! THE BROTHERHOOD RULES THESE WATERS!" Turning her head, Marie looked at the sailor, holding a shotgun in his hand, before he turned pale. "What the...THERE IS A CHILD IN THE WATER! THEY HAD A CHILD IN THAT SHIP! YOU DAMN BASTARDS!" The sailor was looking around, screaming loudly, as he reached for a lifebelt, yet a moment later, a second sailor came in. "Ensign, what the reason for this commotion!"  The young man, armed with the shotgun wildly pointed at Marie, who still was laying still in the water, glaring back at him. "A fucking child sir! These damn bastards put children on their ship! God..please, let us rescue her! For the love of god..." The other sailor, glared into the waves, before shaking his head. "Ensign, there is no child...

 " 'Cause those dear hearts and gentle people...... "

The hot fire of the battle was raging around her, as Marie looked at the street below, high above from a building. She was not sure what it once had been, a church maybe? Even from so far away, she could make out the thuggish laughter of Dosh-Novan, hacking through the terrified soldiers of Detroit. "I AM WAR! I AM DEATH! I AM THE FUCKING DESTROYER OF CITIES! UGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH...." His Super Sledge crushed a man trying to raise his rifle to deflect his attack, as the power-armored Warleader climbed over the barricade, roaring more like an animal then a man, as his heavy armor deflected the bullets fired at him in blind panic by the defenders. Multiple freshly taken heads were hanging from a chain around his chest, swinging in his movement, as the nightmarish man of steel roared once more, at the soldiers who looked more like cattle then defenders."THERE YOU ARE! COME AND BLEED FOR ME YOU BASTARDS!" Then the slaughter began, as more and more warriors fell upon the soldiers, hacking and firing blindly in a Miasma filled orgy of violence, Dosh-Novans voice roaring even above the screams of agony. Marie looked away in disgust. How much hated this man. "BURN TOLEDO TO THE GROUND! THEN WE MARCH TO DETROIT!" Her hands formed fists, as she closed her eyes. "Cant you show me something nice for a change?"

 " 'Cause those dear hearts and gentle people...... "

Marie was sitting the bright sun, her hair neatly braided, a she leaned against a wall, holding onto her books, as the handsome boy, in a collage jacket was holding his arm above her shoulder. "So, what you saying Catherine? We have a date or what?" A car radio was playing in the background, as Marie closed her eyes. "What is going on! What is this place?" The boy looked confused, as he took a step back. "Righto, you alright Catherine? Stayed a bit to long in the sun? Wanna hang with a milkshake?"  Marie closed her eyes, as she pushed the boy away. "Eyyy...what wrong with you, baby! I thought we were thight! No need to shoot me down like that.."  Marie walked passed him, yet he held onto her arm. 
"Come on, girl, what wrong with you? Something i said i..." Marie removed his hand with a quick tearing, as she glared at him. "You are dead! You died screaming but nobody could hear you! The pain of coldness filled you, as you longed for the breath that never left your lips... so did Catherine, who never could stand you! For her you were just a means to get back at the man she foolishly adored...now step out of my way, for i am the heir of the prophet.." Leaving the boy behind, she dropped her books, as she walked faster, away from the Red-Rocket, over a wooden bridge, past a sign..."Sanctuary Hills". A roaring engine, came past her, as a car drove next to her up, the street, leaving her even more confused. 

"Where am i? What is this place? Why did you brought me here? Was...was this what it looked like before the war?"

Turning her head, she looked into the blue water below, seeing her reflection. She had brown hair, wore a blue dress and her face was so different. Stumbling backwards, Marie´s turned around, to look at the people, blissfully ignorant and daring to enjoying themselves. Then, she realized it. Her shivering hand moved up to her face, as she glared at the hand, before a whimper left her lips. She was not real, but she was! The metal compartment in her head burned, as she felt every single part of it roaring inside her body. Her mind was overtaken with the desire to tear it out, to end this horrible existence. Her nails broke the flesh of her neck, as she felt hot blood running over her neck and fingers, blood that was not real, but was. Never in her life, had she felt so disgusted and scared...Then she looked up, and far in the distance, she could see two men talking, a human and a ghouls. Burning bright, like a fire in the night, she felt the need to run to them, beg them to end this nightmare, as she just stared with her bleeding neck...

 " That my happy heart keeps laughing like a clown...... "

Marie screamed, as she opened her eyes holding onto her neck, as her whole body shivered. "WHY! WHY YOU NEEDED TO SHOW ME THAT! WHY!"  The door was slammed open, as two warrior entered, weapons in hand. "Heir of the prophet! What is wrong..." A roar left her lips, as she raised both her hands and the two men, fall over, like marionettes, whos strings had been cut. Gasping for air, their armor began to bend inside, yet Marie came back to it, reaching for her legs and burying her face in them....then she began to sob. 

  " Who live in my hometown...... ""

Synth U4-88, Sanctuary Hills(?)

"But Dave, you know that my parents would kill me if i sneak out one more time! I can be lucky that Mrs. Nora didnt rat me out last ti...Dave?" The synth looked around, as she stood in the middle of the street, before holding onto her bleeding neck. For just a moment, Synth U4-88 Catherine broke her programming....

Then she was hit by the car, as Mr. Able never looked into his mirror when he drove out of his parking spot! Even this detail, did the programming of the Institute got right!
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