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The Lone Wandering Couple	By : XfoXshoreX Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series) Views: 13860 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Fallout 3, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N
First thing's first. For those who didn't see the edit to the first chapter's A/N, I've set up a review reply thread on the forums. I believe it'll be the best way to reply to reviews since A/Ns are character restricted and I tend to ramble. But, for SailorNemesis' convenience, I'll put my reply to his review here. This is be the only time I reply to a review in a A/N. All future ones will be in the thread.

SailorNemesis - Thanks for the review. I didn’t realize that.   I went ahead and added some text to the beginning to explain why they seem so experienced. Plus, I imagine their classmates probably hear about it often from people who’ve had sex before them, like we do in real life hence how I can write scenes like that without having done it myself. Also, thanks for thinking its well written. Maybe because it’s me who's written it but I usually think I sound like a idiot when I reread my own stuff. So thanks. Also, I’ll let you in on this. Christine doesn’t get molested but I think what I have written will be more than enough to make up for it.

Speaking of reviews, since AFF doesn't distinguish what chapter(s) a person read before they chose to review, I'm asking for any future reviewers to mention what chapter(s) they've read before they review. Especially if they plan to review each chapter. Just to try make things a little easier to understand on my end. Link for the thread: http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/topic/66370-review-replies-for-the-lone-wandering-couple/
Also, I'd like to note how, combined, these first two chapters are only a little over 8100 words. I realized pretty quick that my chapters were really short. I had 8 chapters written but they totaled only 39,500 words, less than 5k each if averaged. So I combined a few of them, reducing the number from 8 to 5. The next three chapters are about 10k to 10.5k words long and I feel that that may become the norm going forward. If I'd noticed earlier, then there'd be 4 chapters total, with 1 & 2 combined. But oh well, the die is cast.
Also, if you notice a inconsistency in my writing, please point it out. For instance, if I use he when she is clearly what should be there. I can be scatterbrained sometimes or my keyboard might not pick up on a letter I typed. If a mistake was made, I'd like to correct it. I write and proofread my own stuff but I can occasionally miss some stuff sometimes.

Finally, I thought of something of a “theme song” for this fic. Just a song I think encapsules the story I’m going for overall. It’s the nightcore version of Born for Greatness by Papa Roach. Just really meshes with the feeling I have for this story.
Now then, time for the actual story. This the first hint of how I've changed and added some stuff to the Fallout 3 story and the universe. Hope you enjoy it.
Natalia awoke to find Amata gone. She sighed softly as she thought of the previous night and her crotch again grew slightly warm. She looked at her Pip-Boy and saw it was 8:30 in the morning. She gasped as she realized she’d slept for over 10 hours. Thankfully, she didn’t have class today as it was Saturday. However, she did have work in half a hour. She moaned in frustration as she stood up, called for the lights to come on, put her old Vault suit on and a grabbed a new one. She opened her door to see her dad laid across the couch, fast asleep. She shook her head. Her father worked day and night keeping the people of this Vault healthy. She did find it ironic how her father kept the Vault’s bodily health in good condition while she herself keep their bodily comfort high as the Vault’s resident Masseuse.

She made her way to the showers and thankfully found there was no one there. She unzipped her jumpsuit again and hung it on one of the hooks on the outside half of the shower stall and hung her clean suit on the other. She never really wore her boots unless she was going to be gone from her room all day. She stepped in and turned the water on. Unfortunately, the Vault only had three settings for its showers, cold/warm/hot. She turned the knob to warm and hit the button to start her allotted timed shower. Due to the limited capacity of their purifier, to prevent the tanks from being drained too fast, showers were limited to 10 minutes. But this was plenty of time for Natalia. She quickly wet her long, jet black hair that went to just below her shoulder blades and then poured a handful of shampoo into her hand. Another downfall of the Vault was its limited supply of cleaning liquids. But they always made due. As she showered, she could hear the door hiss open and sighed. She hated anyone aside from Amata or her dad seeing her naked, even other girls.

She was more than proud of her lean and muscled 135 pound, 5 foot 6 inch frame that she kept in excellent condition using the Vaults very adequate gym and usually taking long jogs through the corridors of the Vault. She could use the treadmill in the gym but she preferred the sound of her Vault boots making contact with the concrete floors. Plus she enjoyed when her jogs would take her up the stairs as she liked the burn they induced. She finished up her washing just as the water stopped flowing. She squeezed any water left out of her hair and turned to the door. She opened it and stopped dead in her tracks. Standing across from her, leaning against the sinks with his arms folded across his chest, was Butch. That ugly, disgusting grin he had when he was about to unleash trouble was plastered all over his face. She quickly reached for her clean suit and used it to cover herself up as best as she could.

“Butch,” she said with more venom than a thousand vipers “what in the absolute FUCK are doing in the women’s showers?” He just laughed like a pig. “Well I thought I’d come and say hi. Oh and see if I could get some of that action you were taking part in last night.” Natalia’s heart jumped the tiniest bit. Did he know… Before she could finish the thought, he pulled a packet of photos out of his pocket. “Oh you don’t know? Maybe you should get Stanley to fix that window of yours.” He finished by opening the packet and taking out the photos. “You know, this is my personal favorite.” He said as he picked one of the pictures and flipped it around so she could see. It was of her spread across Amata’s lap, taken just as Amata’s hand was coming down for a slap. “Though it was a tough choice between that or this.” As he spoke, he picked another and flipped it. This time, it was of Amata with all four of her fingers embedded deep into Natalia’s pussy, her hand a blur as she worked her hand in and out and all about. She was thankful that he chose this moment to try and bribe her because if he’d come in after she dried herself, she was sure he’d notice how her crotch was growing wet and how she was fidgeting by moving her hips back and forth more than what was normal.

“So,” he said as he replaced the photos and slid the packet back into his pocket and refolded his arms “we have a bit of a predicament here. But I’ll make it simple. You either bend your pretty little ass across one of these toilets and let me give you a real fucking or…” This time Natalia cut him off. “Or you’ll spread those pictures around the Vault and shame both me and Amata.” Butch’s grin became just a little wider. “Pretty much. I’ll give you a minute to think it over though I think we both know what’s gonna happen.”

Natalia thought of her options. Neither of Butch’s options was very inviting. She couldn’t let those pictures get out but on the other hand, she didn’t want his filthy cock anywhere near her pussy or, God forbid, her ass. She thought back to some of the books she’d read over the last couple of months. She knew Butch had a weight advantage but she believed he hadn’t practiced how to use his weight against a actual opponent. Then she had that damn knife of his to consider. She hadn’t done much reading on fighting another person with a weapon. But she considered it and believed she could take him long as she could keep him grounded and unable to get his blade. “Well,” Butch said breaking her out of her thoughts “What’ll it be? Picture time or time for some fucking?” Natalia let a grin of her own spread. “Oh it’s time for some fucking alright.” Butch let his grin start to become a smile as she dropped her Vault suit, revealing her pale spotless body. “Time to fuck you up that is!” she declared as she took her first step forward and sent the first punch screaming towards his face.

His smile quickly disappeared as her right fist connected with his left cheek. He went tumbling down to his right but before he could even think of doing anything, her right knee came rushing towards his face and made contact. Both of them could feel as Butch’s nose shattered into pieces and blood shot out all over Natalia’s knee. He flew backwards and the small of his back hit the sink, knocking him off his feet, and falling to the right of the sink. Natalia noticed as his hand rushed into his pocket, no doubt destined for his switchblade. She quickly hurried his fall by shoving him to the floor. As he fell onto his back, she jumped onto him, straddling his upper chest, and using her knees as best she could to stop his arms from moving. She started furiously nailing him with hard 6 inch left and right punches. He finally started to realize his predicament and was able to free his right arm from her knee. He threw the best right hook he could. Natalia made the mistake of focusing too much on her anger and didn’t notice the fist till it hit her cheek. She stumbled off him, falling onto her ass, and lightly hitting the back of her head off of one of the sinks. This awoke something inside of her and overwhelmed her senses. She became determined to beat Butch into a bloody pulp or, in her now unstable mind, preferably worse. Unknown to them, the door hissed open again and a woman stood in the door, unable to process what she was seeing.

“You’ve made a grave mistake.” she said as he stumbled to his feet. He fumbled in his pocket for his knife, unable to quickly retrieve it due to the ringing in his ears and the general confusion of the situation. This gave Natalia time to get to her feet, her head hurting far less than Butch’s. She knew she couldn’t let him get that knife. So she rushed him just as he got it free from his jacket. She grabbed his fist containing the knife with both of her hands and twisted them, trying to pry her fingers into his fist and get the knife for herself. As they fought for control of the weapon, she decided to give him the exact opposite of what he hoped he was going to get when he came in here.

She swung her foot up and into his crotch, crushing his balls with her ankle. He immediately let go of his knife and started to fall to the floor. She quickly took a couple of steps forward and, as he was falling, grabbed and shoved his head under her right armpit. She tucked her head forward slightly and threw her legs out from under herself, dropping to her back. It hit the floor hard and she grunted from the pain but the thud of Butch’s head hitting the concrete brought her the strangest sense of pleasure she’d ever experienced. Thankfully for him though, his knees had hit the floor before his head so it was spared some of the impact but he was still badly concussed.

She pushed herself up and off the floor and to her feet. She decided she wasn’t quite done yet. She quickly backed away from Butch with her back to the door and lined herself up with Butch’s prone form that had crawled into a position directly perpendicular to her. With a 10 foot distance between them, she propelled herself forward with a standing sprint and kicked him as hard as she could right in the chest. She could feel as several of his ribs broke and his breastbone fractured. He made a huff of pain as she stopped right next to his knife. She looked down at it and gave off a inhuman grin.

She bent down and took ahold of it. She pressed the button on the handle and a 4 inch blade popped out of the handle. She turned to a battered and bleeding Butch and grabbed him by the collar. “Time to die asshole!” she seethed into his ear and brought the knife up to stab him in the side of the throat. Suddenly, she was tackled by Amata, who had came to go to the bathroom and had watched the last half of their fight from the doorway, unable to intervene from being paralyzed by what she was seeing.

“No Nat! Don’t do it!” She struggled with her girlfriend and was just able to pry the knife out of her hands and toss it across the room. “Stop it!” she said as her and Natalia wrestled on the ground. “LEMME AT HIM!” Natalia shouted in a near animalistic tone. “I WANT TO RIP HIS GODDAMN GUTS OUT AND BATHE IN HIS FUCKING BLOOD!” Amata was getting scared. In their 16 years of growing up together, she’d seen Butch bully both of them mercilessly but she’d never seen her like this. She was having a very hard time keeping Natalia from probably killing the now unconscious Butch who lay only a few feet away, a pool of blood around his head. She could only think of one thing that might be able to get her to cease acting like a wild animal.

She mustered all she was worth and twisted themselves around so that Amata’s full weight was sitting on Natalia’s chest. She also shoved Natalia’s arms above her head and pinned them with all her strength there. “Pet, Amata orders you to cease this struggling!” she said in a heavy authoritative voice. Almost like magic, Natalia stopped all her struggling and stared at Amata right in her eyes with her own. Amata hadn’t realized it but instead of being their typical soothing blue color, they’d become a extremely unsettling pattern of black and red resulting in a very heavy dark red background with what was like three black spirals that came out from her pupils. But before her very eyes, Amata watched as Natalia’s eyes slowly changed from this frightening look back into that calming baby blue she’d come to know and love.

Natalia blinked a few times. She was confused. Last she remembered, her and Butch were engaged in a fist fight. Now Amata was sitting on her chest holding her hands above her head. “Amata? Where’d you come from? And why are you sitting on my chest?” Amata looked at her dumbfounded. Did she not realize she was getting ready to kill Butch? She let go of Natalia’s hands and brushed her hair out of her eyes. “You don’t remember?” “Remember what?” Natalia replied. “You have no idea what in the world you were doing?” Amata asked and Natalia shook her head. “I walked in to go to the bathroom and I open the door to find you and Butch fighting. You were fighting for his switchblade and then you kicked him in the balls.”

To this Natalia giggled but received a slap across the face from Amata, which ceased her giggling fast. “Natalia, this isn’t funny.” she continued, with the most serious of faces and tones. “After that, you shoved his head under your arm and drove his head into the floor. You then stood up, got his knife, and were getting ready to stab him in the neck!” Natalia’s face dropped. Was she really about to kill a person? “Thankfully, I was here and stopped you. I tackled you and struggled to keep you away from him. You even shouted you wanted to get at him, rip him apart, and bathe in his blood for Christ’s sake!” Natalia turned her head side to side to find Butch’s body. She just see him around Amata’s form. He was lying unmoving on the floor surrounded by blood.

Natalia started to tear up. How could she get so mindlessly violent? She liked to fight but it wasn’t right to kill someone just because they were an asshole. Amata wiped away her tears as they formed. “There there babygirl. It’s alright. I’m here.” Natalia suddenly leaned up, broke free of Amata's grasp, grabbed her in a bear hug, and started to bawl her eyes out into Amata’s shoulder. Amata caressed the back of her head and whispered as many words of encouragement she could that everything was fine. After a minute or two of crying, she finally stopped and wiped her eyes with her fingers. “One more thing.” Amata said. “When I got you to the ground and were trying to get you to stop, nothing I said seemed to get through till I said ‘Pet, Amata orders you to cease this struggling.’" Natalia blushed. “You stopped struggling and stared dead into my eyes. The unnerving thing was that your eyes weren’t their normal baby blue.” Natalia looked confused. “What were they like?” Amata looked away for a moment and then spoke. “They were a deep dark red with what looked like black spirals that came out from your pupils, like how the arms of the galaxy spiral out from the black hole at the center of the Milky Way.”

Natalia blinked at her for a moment then gave a small grin. “Sounds like they looked pretty badass.” Amata gave a nervous laugh and returned her gaze to her girlfriend. “Yeah I guess but it was scary. They returned to their normal color but I was scared.” By now Natalia felt calmer. Plus they needed to get Butch to her dad to treat his wounds. “Could you get off me now? I’m good. I promise.” Amata stood up off of Natalia and helped her to her feet. “Why were you and Butch fighting at all?” Amata asked. Natalia walked over to Butch’s body and rifled through his pockets till she found the packet of pictures he had.

“These.” she said as she turned back to Amata and handed them to her. Amata looked through them with a combination of shock, horror, and very slight arousal. “Either we had sex here in the bathroom or he was going to spread them throughout the Vault. I thought I could get into a position to take them if I fought him.” Natalia said. “C’mon, I’ll get my clothes and we’ll go to my dad. See if Butch will be alright. Also, give me the pictures. I’ll be sure to get them into the incinerator.”

“Let’s see,” Liam Miller began as he stood over the naked, broken body of Butch, who was breathing but only with the help of a ventilator. “Multiple bruises on the face and cheeks, a severe concussion, broken nose, four broken ribs, two more ribs fractured, fractured skull and breastbone, both knee caps fractured, pulled tendons in the right hand, and probably most disturbing, both testicles are dislocated as well as contused and fractured. I’d say Butch has had his ass pretty thoroughly beaten.” Natalia averted her gaze downwards as a minor grin came to her face. She knew she was a decent fighter but she didn’t know she was capable of such a beating. Then it disappeared as she remembered she had just about killed him.

Amata couldn’t help but notice as she sat across the room from Butch’s body as it laid across the operating table, Natalia’s father standing on the far side of the table from her, and Natalia sitting in a chair at the foot of the table facing away from Butch. She was still worried about what had turned her beloved girlfriend into such a whirlwind of death but she seemed fine now. She watched from a distance as a compromise between Natalia’s wish for her to be there with her and her father’s wish for them to be alone for reasons of patient confidentiality.

Liam moved to stand in front of his daughter. “So,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest “Just how did he get these injuries? Please don’t lie dear. You’re old enough to take responsibility.” Natalia looked over to Amata for a moment then returned to look at her dad. “I can’t really talk about it unless Amata is ok with it.” Her father looked at her perplexed. “Why?” Natalia looked over at Amata again. They had kept their relationship a secret for months. But now, Natalia knew her conscience, as well as her submissive hardwiring, would not allow her to mention their relationship without Amata’s permission. Amata smiled and then nodded her head. She knew it was time.

Natalia looked back at her father and looked into his eyes. “Me and Amata...we have a...relationship.” She could see the surprise in her father’s eyes but to her relief, she could not see any disgust or apprehension. “That’s...interesting news. I suppose I wouldn’t be one to deny you love in the way you see it. But that’s a matter for another day. Now what happened?” Natalia explained the entire thing, from them having sex the night before up and until she blacked out and what she first remembered after the blackout.

Her dad looked concerned. “You say you blacked out?” Natalia nodded and looked to Amata. “Mata knows what I did during that.” Liam sighed. This was going to be difficult. He turned to Amata and waved to her over. She stood up and came over. “Can you fill me in what happened?” Liam asked. Amata nodded and retold what she saw, struggling a bit with the violent nature and the unsettling look in Natalia’s eyes after she got her to calm down. She did leave out what she had said to get her to stop. That was a bit too personal.

“Oh god.” Liam said, his voice wavering slightly.   “That was...hard to listen to.” All of them dropped their gaze slightly. After a uncomfortable silence with only the sound of the ventilator in the background, Liam finally spoke. “Well, there’s certainly no way to hide the fact that Butch was beaten. I’ll put in the report he was found like this and we don’t know who did it. I’ll have Jonas go clean up that blood right now. Wait here.” He turned and walked into his office. He came back a couple moments later. “Alright, he’s going to take care of that scene. Thankfully, it’s about that time where everyone is working or still in bed so he shouldn’t have a problem getting that taken care of unseen.” Natalia and Amata looked at each other. Were they just going to cover this up? Liam could see their thoughts. They were easy to read. “Yes, we’re covering this up.” he said, both of them turning their gaze to him. “If the Overseer gets wind of this, he’ll probably have Nat arrested for Battery, Mayhem, and Aggravated Assault. That’s a lot of time sitting in that jail cell. He’ll probably also prevent you two from seeing each other and in this kind of an emotional time, that could be highly detrimental to both of you.”

Natalia and Amata both looked at each other again and sighed. “Your dad’s probably right Nat.” Amata said. Natalia looked away and sniffled a bit. “Maybe I deserve to spend a few weeks in that cell.” Liam sighed. She was blaming herself. Typical but unneeded. Amata moved to hug her girlfriend. “No no. It’s ok. It wasn’t your fault.” For the first time in their relationship, Natalia shrugged off Amata’s hug and stood up. “No, it was. I was the one who nearly killed Butch.” she started to lose the battle against her eyes and tears began to form. “I’m a goddamn monster.” Amata now began to suffer from sniffling. “Nat…” she said but Natalia quickly turned and ran to the door, unlocked it, and left the room.

Amata started to go after her but Liam lightly grabbed her shoulder. “Let her go. She needs to get the grief out of her system.” Amata wiped her eyes. “Damn it, I hate seeing her like this.” Liam breathed in deep and exhaled it slowly. “How do you think I feel? I’m her father after all.” They stood there for a while before either spoke. Liam broke the silence first. “Well, as a medical professional, I can say the blackout was certainly caused by her anger towards Butch. I can’t explain how she seemed to grow stronger and more vicious.” Amata looked to him. “What about her eyes?” Liam folded his arms, holding his chin with his right hand. The day he feared had come, despite his sincerest wishes that it wouldn’t.

“Now that is where I’m most perplexed.” he said, faking confusion. “There is a condition for a person’s eyes to be two different colors. It’s called Heterochromia. However, that would have manifested at birth and not at any random moment so I can’t explain why they turned from blue to this disturbing pattern of red and black you mentioned. I especially can’t explain these black spirals you spoke of. I’d like to run tests but this Vault doesn’t have the equipment to properly run them. I think we’ll just have to assume Nat has some form of bipolar syndrome and Heterochromia. It’s not a great explanation but it’s all I can say without equipment to run tests.”

Amata looked at Butch. She wished she could help but she knew there was nothing she could do. “Hey.” Liam said. Amata didn’t look at him at first till he grabbed her lightly by the shoulder and she turned to look at him again. “Why don’t you try to hunt Nat down? I think she’s had enough time and she could use some love right now.” She lowered her eyes but nodded. “First try her room and if she’s not there, try the Reactor level. There’s a locked room down there she usually goes when she’s really depressed. Take a right coming out of the diner, make a left then another right and head down the stairs. It’s off to the left. Here’s the key.” He fumbled in his pockets till he found it and handed it to her. She took it and started off for Nat’s room, leaving him standing over Butch and shaking his head slightly, a look of deathly concern on his face. He hated lying to Amata but neither her nor Natalia needed to know that he knew exactly what had happened to his daughter and why it had happened. That was a conversation he wasn’t prepared to have right now.

Amata searched Natalia’s room but she wasn’t there. So she went to the room Liam mentioned. She unlocked the door with the key he’d given her, walked in, and locked the door behind her again. She looked around but couldn’t find Natalia. Then she heard a sob come from a nearby side hall. She walked around the corner. She then looked around a container that sitting there and saw Natalia slouched against the wall, wiping away tears as they came streaking down her face. She crouched down and put her hand gently on Natalia’s shoulder. “Nat, you know it’s not really your fault right? You blacked out. You know when people get like that that they’re not really in control of their actions.” Natalia looked up at her, her eyes red from crying. “I know but how could I turn into such a monster so quickly? What if that happens while I’m with you and I can’t tell you apart from a enemy? If I ever hurt you…” She put her head in her hands and let out a couple of choked sobs. Amata sat down next to her, put her arm around Natalia’s neck, and pulled her in tight. They sat like that for what seemed like hours till Natalia’s tears let up and she looked to Amata. “Baby, I love you. You know that, right?” Amata sighed softly. “Of course I do pet.” Natalia looked away as she blushed slightly. “I love you too. So very much.” Natalia let out a sniffle and looked back to her. She stared into her beautiful hazel eyes. All she could see was concern and love for her. It broke her heart to know what she was about to have to do. “Then you’ll understand,” she said “when I say we can’t be together anymore.”

Amata’s heart practically fell out of her ass. Did she hear her right? “What?!” Amata exclaimed in a tone of voice carefully controlled to only show her surprise and to be without anger “Why can’t we be together?” Natalia averted her gaze. “Because it was us that caused me to get into that fight. If we hadn’t had sex the night before, Butch never would’ve gotten those pictures. It’s better for both of us.” Amata started to open her mouth to call bullshit but Natalia held up her hand so she kept quiet. “Please, don’t fight with me.” Natalia said, still unable to bring herself to look her beloved Amata in the eye. “I don’t want it either but if we’re not together, it’ll give me less chances to get enraged like I did. Plus, you’ll be able to find someone else who isn’t a monster who wants to kill people just because they get mad.”

Amata exhaled a breath she didn’t realize she was holding. Tears started to form in her eyes again. She was losing the person she held most dear. “Nat…” Amata began but she was stopped by a surprise kiss by Natalia. She instantly melted into the kiss and let Natalia have control for what was probably going to be their last kiss. A minute went by before they broke their kiss. Amata let the idea of them being apart roll around in her head a moment before making her decision. “Alright babygirl.” she said “If you think being apart will be good, then it’s alright with me.” She got ready to get up but was stopped by Natalia’s touch. “We can stay here for a little while longer if you want. Nobody comes in here and I can make up an excuse for work” she said as a slight smile formed on her mouth “Alright...Nat” Amata said, adjusting her position to lean into the corner as Natalia laid her left arm around Amata’s neck, sat her head on Amata’s shoulder, and snuggled in a little closer. Amata brought her left hand up to stroke Natalia’s long black hair. “We’ll stay here for as long as you like.”
A/N
Hope you guys enjoyed the first fight scene in the fic.  I'll answer a possible question that will come up right now. No, what Natalia has was not intended to be similar in apperance to the Sharingan from Naruto. I only realized afterwards the similarities. I simply thought the design I explained looked cool. It has its own set of abilties and such that are different to the Sharingan's. I'll explain what she has in a future chapter so stay tuned.
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