This Wasteland

Chapter 1 Redone

The Great War ended when the world itself ended. Nuclear weapons devasted every corner of the globe. Nathan and his family of two others, had been lucky with a place in the very place where he had lost them both.

One was murdered before his very eyes, and the other was taken to a place unknown. Forced back into cryo-sleep, he slumbered for another 60 years. When he awoke, he sought vengeance, he swore to get his son back. Unknowning of the fact that it had been a marginal leap in time since last he saw the moment of his loss.

From there he journeyed... across the wasteland that was once his home. All he saw was death. His journey led him to the Minutemen, the Brotherhood of Steel, the Railroad... other small time factions that made themselves known in their own way.

This loss of his made him revert to his other way of life, the life of a soldier. The Brotherhood was the closest thing he could find that was considered military.

He helped Paladin Danse find what he and his team needed, he helped Elder Maxson with his goal in defeating this "Institute". He fought for the Brotherhood until he had found his wife's murderer. With the help of the detective that went by the name of Nick Valentine, someone who he now considered family.

Kellogg explained what happened to his son, he was vague but it gave him an idea that his son was not as young as he once was. Kellogg refused to reveal anymore... so Nathan killed him. With his death, Nathan had found a way to get into the Institute.

As time went by, Nathan had accumulated the materials needed to create what the schematics displayed. Said schematics were gifted to him by a runaway Institute scientist who wanted nothing more than to be human again.

The teleporter was finished, the trip was a one way ticket to getting into the Institute. His search had ended the moment the leader of the Institute had revealed himself to be his very own son.

Refusing to believe it, he left the Institute, and returned to the Brotherhood. The information he had obtained was invaluable in the destruction of the Institute. He led the charge to the CIT Ruins, and in the end, the boogeyman of the Commonwealth was no more. Obliterated, gone to dust.

A year had past, Nathan continued to wander the Commonwealth. Maxson informed him of an op that required the Prydwen and its soldiers to return to DC. He was asked to join them, but Nathan refused.

He requested that he stayed, to watch over the Commonwealth. With the final order, the Brotherhood withdrew from the Commonwealth, to return someday in the future.

The Sole Survivor alone once again in the Commonwealth. Or so he thought.

Present

Ít didn't help his focus when bullet whizzed past his head as he fired a few rounds from Righteous Authority into the group of Raiders that had him cornered. Nathan abandoned his uniform for something more protective. An NCR Ranger stumbled his way into the Commonwealth, to which Nathan had found his body inside of an old bank vault with two other dead men.

The NCR, from what the records the Brotherhood had, were enemies. While he regarded the information with understanding, he took the uniform and made it his own. The Brotherhood insignia adorned on the chest plate and arms.

Returning to his state of mind, he looked to his left to make sure the person he just saved was okay. Black hair, red highlights at the tips... not sure if it's natural or not. Red and black corset with a jacket underneath. A sort of skirt, not sure why she was wearing one, but he didn't judge. Black boots and a red cape... or cloak.

She seemed fine, aside from the bruise that adorned the cheek from the lead pipe that knocked her out awhile ago.

'Fucking hell, I hate raiders...'

Ten Minutes Earlier

Nate was trailing a group of Raiders that were making themselves scarce for an odd reason. The steps they took to keep quiet were... strange... and clever. Most nancies normally ran at you with a crowbar or something.

But not these ones, they found something... and they weren't letting anyone know.

He kept quiet, sneaking past the occasional sleeping ghoul... or what counts as one. Never knew what they did lying on the ground like that. A swift knife stab to the head did the trick.

The group went into a house on the left side of the street, and he soon followed. A silenced 10mm pistol in his hands. Aside from his 412 Rex, the old pistol was going strong. It will continue to prove its worth on these savages.

Creeping into the house, he heard commotion underneath.

'Hiding in the basement, huh? Not a problem...' the thought was thrown aside as he stepped down the stairs. The boots betraying their steroetypes of being loud. No steps were heard going down, giving him the element of surprise.

A lone raider was casually walking around, his first target. Taking out his stealth combat knife, he crept behind the raider, before grabbing him.

Putting a gloved hand around his mouth, he swiftly stabbed the blade though the chest.

One stab.

Two stabs.

He let the raider down gently, to not alert the rest. Grabbing a rug that was there, he covered the body. Most raiders are too stupid to see whats under something. This shouldn't be a problem.

The rest were on the other side of the wall, along with... a girl?

'God damn it...'

Prepping a flashbang, he tossed it into the room. The resulting explosion of light soon followed. Running from behind the wall, he fired the 10mm into the head of the first raider, before grabbing an axe from his hip, and threw it into the other raider.

Firing three more times, each round found their mark in the head of the rest of the nancies.

The girl was unconcious, and was bleeding a little from the cheek. No doubt was hit by something. He looked around till he found a lead pipe in the hands of a dead raider.

'That must of been it... isn't fun being hit with one of those...' the thought vanished as he cut the ropes form her wrists and legs. Picking her up, he noticed something about her.

'She can't be any older than sixteen. Thank God I found her before that could do anything...'

Paying attention to the red block of metal at the table, he walked over to it before reaching out with an open palm. A dim light encompassed the block, adding it to inventory.

He had a feeling it was hers.

"Is someone there?!" the voice came from upstairs. Quickly moving he carried the girl to a small opening in the wall, and hid there in wait. Soon the sound of footsteps came down the stairs. As the raider passed by, Nathan moved silently up the steps.

Luck probably wasn't with him this time, because as he got to the top of the stairs, he stepped on a piece of glass.

The sound of it made the raider run back up the steps, before a 10mm round went through his skull. Brain matter and blood sprayed the wall behind him.

Nate made quick work on getting out of the house and down the street. Bullet passed by him as he looked over his shoulder to see four more raiders were after him. Running and gunning was something he couldn't do.

Another flashbang was tossed, and it allowed him to run a bit farther. An old military checkpoint came into view. One of the barricades was still standing, and it was enough to provide cover for him.

Running behind the barrier, he quickly set the girl down, making sure she didn't hit her head against the barrier. Reaching into his inventory, he pulled out the one weapon he could never let go. Righteous Authority, a gift, given to him by a fellow Brother in arms.

Someone who he'll never see again...

Readying his weapon, he waited for the raiders to turn the corner. A bullet struck his helmet, bounding off, his focus was gone. Hiding back into cover, he listed for the second discharge from whatever gun that fired at him.

Another round was fired, indicating it was in the general direction of the raiders. Scoping the laser rifle, he looked in the only place that was of any use for a sniper. The top of a building.

He found his target atop the building, and fired. All it took was one laser to punch through the raider's head. The body dropped forty feet before hitting the ground with a loud squelch.

The rest of the raiders made themselves know, what with their screams of joy at their prey and the yells and taunts of their way of how they're gonna tear you apart.

'Tch... get a hobby, guys...'

Present

'Welp... guess I'll just end this now.' he thought as he brought out a Nuka Grenade... he primed it and threw it over his shoulders. They may think that it's a regular grenade, but their dives to cover will do them no good.

A brilliant flash of light occurred behind Nate, though he needn't close his eyes.

He waited a bit before looking over the barricade. Nothing but dead raiders. A good day indeed. He sighed, resting against the barrier, before slowly getting up. A grabbed his flask of water from behind him, opened the lid and took a drink of the purified water he had in it.

Others would think that he drank alcohol, but it only let them think. He saw no use in correcting them.

Putting the flask back, he proceeded to pick the girl up again, and made his way to the nearest place he knew, Diamond City.

Ten Minutes later

'The bright side to this is that this place was thankfully close by. Can't imagine how tiring it would be if I was any farther...' Nate thought, walking casually through the market of the city.

Home plate was the closest home he had. While he had multiple ones, this one was closest. He preffered the bunker he found in the Glowing Sea... but that was miles from here.

The door closed with a click, and he made his way up the stairs where he kept his bed. He had no need for it tonight, since he was meaning to do maintenance on his weapons. Setting the girl down on the bed, he put the blanket over her. He took his helmet off and rested it on the shelf above the bed.

It won't be bothered, so why set it elsewhere...

His workbench was thankfully on the other side his home, so the noise shouldn't wake her up. Removing his first weapon, he pumped the shotgun, ejecting its shells. He didn't care for the shell's trip to the ground, since he was going to pick them back up anyway.

'I wonder how long it'll be before she wakes up..' the thought was destroyed by the sheer volume of the scream that originated from the other end of the place.

He sighed.

'Not long, obviously.'

Nathan made his way over to the bed of the now awake girl.

Okay, I belive this to be a bit better into than my last attempt. Hopefully it's better. Not to worry, the second chapter is actually being worked one. So hopefully within this week it'll be finished.