Fallout Chapter 2: Following in his Footsteps
Private stepped outside and was greeted by the bright sun. He’s never seen a light so bright before due to the fact he’s lived inside an underground Vault all his life. His eyes were able to adjust to the bright sunlight, and as soon as he did he saw the outside world. Wasteland, everything around him was destroyed. Roads, nearby houses, the landscape, everything. Private followed the road, thinking it would lead him to where his father is. As he’s waddling, he can’t help but to look at all the destruction around him, and agreeing with his father. War has done this world no favors, only terrible things. Private checked his surroundings to see if he could find anything useful. Nothing on the ground so he looked in old mailboxes to see if anything could be in there. He found some Stimpaks and even two frag grenades in there. Not sure why they were in there, but he wasn’t going to question something like that in this period of time. And it would have to do since he only has a pistol with limited ammo and the Vault 101 jumpsuit on his back.
Private waddled the lonely road for quite sometime now. It was hot, and he was getting thirsty as he kept going. But he soon found a bunch of aircrafts built together into one. As he got closer he saw a guard robot standing there. It greeted Private and welcomed him to the city known as Megaton. The big aircraft doors opened and Private went inside. Inside was a small city, all built from any scraps that the people could find. It didn’t look great like one of the big cities like New York or San Francisco, but any home for anyone was good enough. As he entered town, a tall ringed tail lemur wearing a cowboy outfit walked up to the penguin and introduced himself.
“Howdy there partner! Welcome to Da City of Megaton!”
Julien damn it, that’s not how the character in the video game talks and you’re not using proper English.
“Oh I know, but I thought it be funnier if I talked that way.”
This story isn’t suppose to be funny anyways, it’s supposed to be an adventure story that’s a show a close father and son bond. Oh great, now I’m speaking out of narrative. Just don’t break character again, okay? Now then, as I was saying. A ringed tail lemur walked up to Private and introduced himself.
“Been a while since we’ve had a visitor here,” said Julien. “Welcome to Megaton. Name’s Julien, town sheriff and mayor too.”
“My name is Private,” the penguin replied. “I’m from Vault 101.”
“Really? Not often that vault dwellers roam the Wasteland these days. What brings out here exactly?”
“I’m looking for my father. He’s a penguin like me, but with a flat head, and he’s name is Skipper.”
“Sorry, I don’t really keep track of every visitor we have in this town. But you could go around asking if the people here seen him. I suggest starting off the Tavern, it’s just up ahead, second level of the city, can’t miss it since it says ’TAVERN’ in big bold letters.”
Private thanked the nice lemur and waddled his way to the Tavern. On his way there, he saw a giant atomic bomb just sitting in the middle of town. Private got a bit worried, but saw a couple of towns people worshiping the bomb. Not sure why they were doing that, or even wanted to think why people would believe a bomb in the middle of a town would be a god but he just ignored it and moved on. Private went up the ramp that led to the second floor and the Tavern was the first building to appear. He went in and took a seat on the barstool. Private really wanted a drink of water, but sadly he had no money to buy one. Just then a penguin, which was the bar tender, turned around and said hi to Private, and when Private got good look at him he got scared and fell out the stool.
“Don’t hurt me!” said Private.
“This doesn‘t surprise me,” said the Bartender.
Private opened his eyes and got a good look at bar tender and saw his deformed skin. He looked like an undead zombie. Pieces of skin missing, full white eyes, just nothing Private has ever seen before.
“What are you?” asked Private.
“Haven’t you ever seen a ghoul before, you know, mutant?” answered The Bartender.
“Oh that figures. You’re a vault dweller, so of course you’ve never seen one?”
“How did you know I’m from a vault?”
“Your jumpsuit. But don’t worry I’m not going to hurt you.”
Private got back up and sat back on the barstool. “The teacher at my Vault never told me about people like you before.”
“Of course. Just like me, mutants get treated like crap just because the way we look, and it’s not even our damn fault.”
“How did you get like this?”
“Try to guess how old I am.”
“Try two hundred and thirty-five years old.”
“What, but how did you live for so long?”
“I was alive when the 2077 apocalypse happened. I survived all the nukes, but the radiation did this to me, and so many other animals. We age differently, actually, I don’t even know I even age anymore. But the sad is that the radiation had worse effects on others.”
“What do you mean?”
“For one, some animals that were turned into ghouls just completely lost it and went feral. They’re nothing but a danger now and attack anything on sight. If you ever see one, be careful, they won’t show any mercy. And second we’re not the only type mutants around. There are also Super Mutants; those ones are the most dangerous.”
“What makes them more dangerous?”
“Well, they’re bigger and stronger for one, and these guys actually have a mind unlike my feral brothers and sisters. Rumor has it they somehow found heavy firepower like mini-guns and flamethrowers. And judging by your little pistol right there, you wouldn’t stand a chance. And they will attack any animal no matter what after they been shunned like the rest of us mutants.”
“Hey, ugly!” said a voice that came behind Private.
Private turned around and saw a puffin in an all white suit, black fedora, and sunglasses.
“Quit talking to this penguin,” said the puffin. “Before I tell your boss your not working and you lose a day of pay.”
The Bartender just grumbled as he went back to work. As for Private, the puffin took him to a small table, sat down with him and began talking to him about a possible deal.
“My, my,” said the puffin. “Just when I given up all hope you’ve come to me. My name is Hans and I’m very happy to make your acquaintance.”
“My name is Private,” he replied. “Why are you so happy to see me?”
“My dear boy, you obviously aren’t a resident here in Megaton, unless of course you killed someone for that jumpsuit. But even then, you’re still a valuable individual, and you’d be perfect for a job I need done.”
“What’s in it for me if I help you?”
“Anything you want. I’m a wealthy animal that’s comes from a good place.”
“Could you help me find my father?”
“If that’s what you want, I’d more then happy to help.”
“Great! Now what do I have to do?”
Hans got close to Private, and put a Fusion Pulse Charge. “Rig this to the atomic bomb and blow it up.”
“Oh come on, you have no connection to anyone in this town. Besides I have some animals interested in the land here and have big plans for it, which will bring me big money.”
“But all these animals here will die!”
“Shh! Look around, Private. The world has ended, and these animals are just living on scraps. You don’t want to help animals like this. You want to be with animals like me. Rich, powerful, we can get things done and help rebuild this world in our own image. Besides, I can help you find your father. Isn’t that you want?”
“Just take the charge. I know you’ll make the right choice. Now I’ll be leaving here in a few minute, once you finish rigging the bomb meet me at this location.”
Hans gave Private a piece of paper, which had directions to the place the puffin wanted to see the penguin afterwards. Hans got his things ready and was going to leave very soon. Private had a huge decision to make. Hans could help him find his father, but he didn’t want to kill so many animals. Even though he wanted to find him badly, he knew this isn’t what his dad would want so he did the right thing and told Julien what Hans had planned. Private told Julien Hans’s plans and was shocked to hear this, so ran right to the Tavern to take care of this problem.
“The jig’s up, Hans!” said Julien.
“Whatever do you mean?” questioned Hans, sounding confident.
“Don’t play coy with me, I know what you’re up to.”
“So the penguin opened his big beak. Shame, we could have been great business partners and yet you threw your chance away.”
“Enough talk. You’re coming with me, now!”
“Alright, I guess I have no choice.”
Hans got up and went with Julien to the town’s jail, or so the ring tailed lemur thought. Hans pulled out his gun and shot Julien twice in the sides. He fell to the ground, holding his sides and Hans was ready to give the killing shot. But in quick reaction Private pulled out his pistol, and with one shot to the head the penguin was able to kill the puffin before he wasted Julien.
“You saved me life!” said Julien, with joy and pain in the same time.
“I had to do something,” said Private.
“Well you did this town well, and on behalf of everyone in the city, we thank you.”
“Still, he said he’d help me find my father if I blew up the town. Not sure who to ask now.”
“What does your father look like?” asked the Bartender.
“A bit taller than me, flat head, blue eyes.”
“Yeah, I’ve seen him actually. He stopped by to get a drink, was one of the first animals I’ve met who didn’t yell or hit me because of the way I looked.”
“Did he say where he was going?”
“He was going to-”
“Don’t you dare tell him!” said a voice.
Private looked to his left and saw the owner of the Tavern has come back from his daily walk. He was an otter with an Irish accent, and just didn‘t have one of those friendly faces.
“What do you mean don’t tell them?” asked The Bartender. “This kid just saved the town, so he deserves to know where his dad is.”
“Ohhh, so it’s you,” said the owner. “Let me ask you kid, how does it feel being out of the Vault again?”
“Again?” Private questioned. “What do you mean? I was born and raised in the Vault.”
“Ha ha ha ha ha! Is that what your daddy told you? Should of known he’d fill your head up with lies.”
“No, I was born in Vault 101! He wouldn’t lie to me like this.”
“I’m sorry, son, but that just isn’t true. You see your father brought you into the Vault after you were born to keep you safe. I still remember the day since you were in my Tavern after all. It was, your father, that tall smart penguin, and one of their friends from the Brotherhood of Steel. And then where was you, the little baby penguin without a mother. I am sorry about what happened to her truly.”
“So he left me, and lied about me being born in the Vault?”
“Don’t feel too bad about it, kid. Your father’s a good penguin, knowing him he had reasons for leaving and lying.”
“Can you tell me where he is?”
“Sure, for a hundred caps.”
“Caps, what are caps?”
“You know, bottle caps. Money.”
“But I don’t have any caps,”
“Then I guess I won’t tell you,”
“Here,” said Julien, giving the Owner a hundred caps. “You’re nothing but a cheapskate bastard you know that?”
“Oh, Julien I’m so hurt. Anyways, your father went to the Galaxy News Radio Station, southwest from here.”
“Thanks,” said Private.
Private said thanks, got a bottle of water from the Bartender, and took his leave. But before he did Julien gave the penguin a small gift. It was a bit of leather. Julien told Private to put the parts on his jumpsuit and it would protect him a little bit better. Private was thankful as he put the armor on, and perfect fit. Private next stop now was the Galaxy News Radio Station to hopefully find his father.