Adult-FanFiction.org : Games

Charming Killer	By : TheFashionableNerd Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series) Views: 5389 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not have any ownership of the Fallout 3 franchise nor do I make any money of this, its just for fun as a fan of the coporations game.

Chapter List
- 2
- 3
- 4
Here you go my peeps! It’s just over 12,000 words so I hope you enjoy it! I don’t own Fallout 3 or any other references, such as the Addam’s Family. For real, you recognize it, its not mine and I am NOT getting paid for it.

xXxXxXxCharonxXxXxXxIsxXxXxXxAxXxXxXxSexyxXxXxXxGhoulxXxXxXx
Nika rolled over again and again, settling on facing the open door, trying to fall asleep in her hot house. The strong morning sun turning her metal home into an oven. Nika saw Wadsworth putter by, bobbing up and down in his own little robot dance to music on a radio he was picking up. She raised an eyebrow at the action and wondered if he had a malfunction. Nika decided that unless he went on a killing spree then she didn’t care if he got quirky, after all, a robot with personality was a nice idea to her. It would at least make dealing with him a little less disturbing. She remembered that the robot in the vault had his own personality that formed over time and that it actually made him more enjoyable.
Deciding that her mind was awake with all her thinking Nika sat up on her bed, her pony tail loose and slid to the side from sleep. She stood up, stretching and rotating her joints, every once in a while getting a satisfying crack. Once she felt limber again she went down to her humble kitchen, walking around her new huge heart bed that she didn’t feel like using yet, wanting a closed in area to sleep alone. Nika walked over and pulled her pre-war refrigerators door open and looked in. She knew she had to have something that had more nutrients than her normal dried noodles that she munched on, which was primarily just to soak up stomach acid.
Looking through she saw a squirrel kabob and grabbed it, Nika thought meat would have some good nutrients and give her energy. Nika hadn’t seen squirrels in her travels yet, though apparently they were somewhere out there. She sat down on her large heart bed and plucked off each piece and chewed.
“Hm, much better than dried noodles...”Nika mused out loud.
“What was that madam?” Wadsworth said, puttering down the stairs.
Nika jerked her head up, “Nothing really Wadsworth, just thinking out loud,” Nika said while resuming eating her final piece.
“Very well madam. Can I assist you with anything this morning?” Wadsworth asked, hovering in place at the foot of the stairs.
“If you could fix my hair Wadsworth, I am going to head out for the day.” Nika said, sitting cross-legged on the bed so Wadsworth could work.
He puttered up and began, “Certainly Madam.” Wadsworth played an old radio recording with music as he worked. Before she knew it he was done. She grabbed an assault rifle to throw over her back and strapped a pistol to her thigh with plenty of clips for the two on her belt.
It took a bit to adjust to the natural light before Nika began walking to the large sign that said “Moriarty’s Saloon”. After weaving up to the door under the sign Nika walked in, the odor of old liquor, urine, and many other disturbing smells hitting her nose, causing her to pause.

When Nika’s eyes adjusted, her first sight in the gross area was a scantily clad woman talking to seemingly decomposing male who had a scratchy voice. The man was hitting a radio, the two talking about the station coming in. Nika stood watching the interaction, looking over the man. She decided he didn’t look so bad, kinda horribly scarred with muscle showing instead of scar tissue. Though she had to overlook the missing nose and ears, as well as his murky eyes. She decided it wasn’t so bad, at least she could see he had good bone structure and muscle tone overall. She had seen a lot worse with people as in her dad’s old medical books, some people were even worse off than this guy.
When the woman walked away Nika walked up and greeted the unusual man.
“Hi!” She stated, trying to get a feel for this unusual man. He paused in his newest task, wiping down shot glasses.
“What can I get you smoothskin?” A gravely yet docile voice said, moving on to another glass to clean with the rag.
“How about a drink my good sir,” Nika said, trying to get the man to react to her presence. Nika got the wanted reaction to the odd (in the wasteland) manners. Nika smiled when he finally paid attention and look her over, carefully and calculating, though a small amount of admiring is sensed. He looked her up and down thoroughly, eyes lingering on Nika’s abundant cleavage for a bit, she was proud of the size of her chest and allowed him to look longer than polite. She was glad she had grabbed the raider outfit, the clothes showed a lot of cleavage, allowing easy manipulation of all men. When the man was done staring and realized he had yet to respond…and maybe realized where her eyes were, he spoke.
“Wait, you’re not going to yell at me? Hit me? Even berate me a little?” He finally asked in confusion.
“Should I?” She asked, genuinely confused. Just because he was different didn’t mean he was lesser…right? Nika then looked around and saw the disgust from a drunk who was almost passing out that she was ok with the man, even a morbid curiosity from the whore and some amazement.
“I’m a ghoul.” He stated like it explained everything. She guessed if she grew up in the wastes it may have. But she didn’t and she decided to remedy that.
“And a ghoul is….what?” She said with a hand gesture, trying to express that she wants an explanation. Nika got an unsure look from his murky eyes. She just smiled disarmingly and tried to make herself appear as non-hostile as possible. He sighed and glanced around nervously, seeing the drunk slumping over into unconsciousness and the whore apparently getting high before leaning on the bar comfortably and started talking.
“A ghoul is a person like me. I was once human and then I was around a lot of radiation for a long time until my body started changing, mutating I guess. Others say decomposing. In a sense both are right.” The man…ghoul…guy glanced around nervously before picking up a dirty shot glass randomly and cleaning it with an equally dirty rag, trying to make himself seem busy, giving me a Nuka-Cola to keep up whatever appearance he wanted to show, making it realistic. When everything was set he continued. “Anyway, not all of us stopped at this stage. Some kept getting worse and became what we call ferals. They just attack everything, they no longer reason. Because we have missing flesh, hair, and there is a small chance we will go feral, very small chance by the way; because of all of this we are outcast and treated like shit.” He said and then his eyes widened a little with realizing how frank he was speaking. Nika just smiled and sipped at her Nuka-Cola, nodding in understanding. She was used to people spilling out everything to her, people just felt safe with her…well, good people.
He looked around quickly and realized Nika was the only one really there at the time, besides Nova who was high, and the drunk who fell asleep earlier, the owner was missing it seemed. Seeing how it was just her, he looked back and waited for a reaction. Nika didn’t understand why he was so uneasy, ‘Were people really that horrible to him?’ She thought. Nika glanced around the bar, at the drunk who was face-planted on the bar, a beer still in his hand upright. Taking in the details around her she thought about all the information she was told, his thoughts on the matter. When she decided how she wanted to say what she was thinking she spoke.
“Well that is the stupidest reason ever to treat someone different. Everyone here is altered by radiation, so everyone is likely mutated in some form. So…no one is the basic human anymore from ever- present radiation.” Nika glanced around, seeing the drunk was a young man. The proof that he was different was in his hair alone, grey and way to coarse to be a natural humans. Nika swirled her drink before glancing back up at the ghoul. “So everyone is a hypocrite because they are all like that on some level. It is natural for a human to adapt, to live. You adapted. You lived.” She made a swiping motion with her free hand, trying to emphasize him in his entirety.
”And apparently were strong enough to not go ‘feral’. I don’t understand the reaction really.” Nika said, looking at a makeshift menu and ordering iguana bits and another Nuka-Cola. The man/ghoul put her meal on the table and put the caps she handed over in the register, even the extra for the original Nuka-Cola. She began eating her meal, allowing him to think over her words.
Finally he looked up at her, “I guess you are right. Though I doubt any smoothskin would agree really, few do. Our skin texture and smell doesn’t help on top of it all.” He said shrugging, cleaning more of the glasses with the disgusting rag.
Nika reached out a grabbed his hand impulsively, rubbing her thumb over the back of his hand. It felt rough and smooth at the same time. Slightly soft, but sturdy now that the ghoulification process was complete. It felt like fresh leather, it was nice in an odd sense. The gaps where it went to muscle felt like scar tissue, rough, the remaining flesh the odd smooth leather. It was different to Nika, but not disgusting. She noticed the scent discretely and noticed grime, slight aroma of death (very slight with all the odors out in the world), and strong copper which was likely the result of the blood and ripped apart skin. He also had the weirdest scent that resembled burnt leather; she didn’t know how that happened. In comparison to most people she dealt with the smell from the ghoul was pretty mild, something she could adjust to fast, already becoming immune it seemed.
She finally realized a personal boundary was crossed and retracted her hand from his. The look he was giving her told her he wasn’t used to such contact, she mentally shrugged. ‘Oh Well, he’ll get over it’ She thought. He finally resumed his task after glancing around to make sure the coast was still clear, that no one saw the contact. There was silence as Nika resumed eating and as he resumed cleaning…finally Nika spoke up about the contact.
“Your skin is actually kinda interesting. Like leather. The muscle feels like scar tissue. And you smell like old treated leather that was burned. It is a bit strong in some sense, but not that much. Most of the strong scent isn’t a ‘corpse’ smell. Besides, most people out here seem to smell nasty by choice, so that factor shouldn’t matter.” Nika said, and resumed chewing on her iguana bits, finishing them off.
“I will probably get beat if Moriarty finds out, but I will give ya a discount. You seem like a nice smoothskin. Thanks for being understanding. I am called Gob by the way.” He said, and Nika just smiled some, hiding her disgust that the owner would beat another human being. The man may have gone through ghoulification, but he was still human.
“My name is Nika hun, so what is the deal with Moriarty anyway?” She asked. The next short while was filled with constant looking around by Gob as he explained how he was bought out of slavery and was ‘paying back’ Moriarty for the amount, truly just a slave with a fancy title. He told Nika all of Moriarty’s little secrets, where Gob came from originally even, a safe-haven for ghouls called Underworld and how he missed his surrogate mom Carol. They talked until early afternoon when the Irish man finally woke up from his drunken stupor. Nika glanced at Gob, whispering “Wish me luck.” Which got the ghouls best attempt as a snort without a nose before walking off to greet him with a huge phony smile, hoping the man wouldn’t see her disgust at the slave-owner.
“Well, it’s the wee lass! I am Colin Moriarty, owner of this little pub. Haven’t seen you since you were a babe!” The man said, looking her over. She felt grimy just being near him. She then realized something, the man saw her when she was a baby, how she was recognized she didn’t know, but that meant her dad had lied to her about something major, that they weren’t born in the vault at all. Nika felt anger growing in her at her father, she hated lies. It was one thing to leave her in a place that he thought was safe, it was another matter for her to be lied to.
Nika decided to hide her ignorance, her agitation starting to leak through. “Look, can you just tell me where my dad went?” Nika put one of her arms on her hip, her hip tilting slightly, a bored expression on her face trying to make this information seem tedious, like she had to do it but really couldn’t care less what happened.
“The little lass wants her daddy, how cute.” He chuckled softly at Nika’s annoyed expression. “He was here, now he isn’t. Information is commodity. I could tell you for…100 caps…unless you want to do a favor for me…” Moriarty trailed off and looked over her body intently. The look in his eyes was the same as she saw in the raiders, a predator. She resisted from squirming, what was even harder was resisting the urge to gouge out his eyes and slit his throat. Her hand slid off her hip to rest on her pistol in its holster, thinking that as long as the man was dead it didn’t matter how it happened. She reigned herself in, trying to see through her fury. She needed this man for something, she needed his knowledge. She finally calmed down and moved her hand to her bag of caps and counted them out, before thrusting throwing them down on the counter in a small pile.
“There, 100 caps. Now speak.” Nika said, wanting to be gone as fast as possible.
Moriarty tossed the coins up in the air in a bag now, feeling the weight before attaching them to his belt and looking back at her. “He mentioned something about going to the Galaxy News Radio Station down in central D.C.” Moriarty then shooed her out after quickly pointing out how to get there, turning to his inventory clipboard and muttering to himself without even bothering to see if she actually moved. Nika slowly turned, whispering to Gob that she would say hello for Carol and that she would not mention the slavery to her.
Nika went over to Moira’s and grabbed some more food, medical supplies, and tons of more ammo for her assault rifle and 10mm pistol. Nika walked out and weighed her bag in her hand; it wasn’t that heavy for her muscles currently, being filled with only basics. She looked in to see her total amount of stimpacks that were bundled up in cleaned out Pork N’ Beans cans, already up to a nice round 40, she would have had more if she didn’t need to use a small portion to heal herself from the Super Duper Mart, which she had done in a haze, not really wanting to know how bad she was actually injured.
She hated using stimpacks, choosing the hands-on approach of irradiated water and time for the small things. She hated the feeling stimpacks gave, a feeling of the skin stretching and rebuilding, making you want to scratch at it. Once she was satisfied with her supplies she looked at her Pip-boy. It was 3pm, way too late to be heading out on her trip. Nika sighed and walked back home, smiling to the people she knew, even giving a hug to little Maggie, before she finally got to her door. She walked in and set her supplies near the door, locking the door when she was done.
Wadsworth greeted her and when he saw that she didn’t want to really talk he went back to cleaning. Nika looked at her clothes and smelled them before coughing and hollered for Wadsworth.
“Wadsworth! I actually do need something!” Nika yelled up the stairs. Wadsworth propelled himself down the stairs fast, stopping when he got to the bottom.
“Certainly Madam, how may I assist you this afternoon?” Wadsworth said.
Nika looked at her clothes, “I need you to clean my clothes, I am going to be heading on a trip that is going to take a while and clean clothes would be nice to start with.”
Wadsworth bobbed in acknowledgement, “Certainly Madam! You will need to change out of them before I may proceed.”
Nika just nodded and stripped down completely, she nearly laughed when Wadsworth tried to be polite and turned his optics away. The house was still hot from the sun, so she was still warm standing in the nude.
She handed over her clothes to Wadsworth, “Here ya go.” Wadsworth reached over and grabbed them, his optics still turned away. Nika chuckled, “Thanks Wadsworth, I will need them in the morning.”
Wadsworth bobbed in acknowledgement, “Certainly Madam. They will be completely ready by morning.” Not wanting to view her naked he just puttered upstairs to treat the clothes before having to clean them downstairs in the sink.
Nika started considering how there wasn’t any real bathroom in her home and hollered upstairs to Wadsworth, “Wadsworth! While I am gone please change the extra room into a full bathroom with a sturdy shower! Moira should have everything needed and I will leave the caps to buy everything in the locker down here! Okay?!”
Nika waited and smiled when she heard, “Certainly Madam!” and then more scrubbing. It seems he didn’t want to risk seeing her naked. Was a possible for a robot to be embarrassed? Nika just chuckled slightly at the thought and shook her head to the side, whatever works for him!
Feeling like everything was ready as she could make it currently she laid down in her clean satin sheets on her heart bed, satin sheets in the wasteland, who would have guessed? Nika just smirked and settled in on her bed, relishing in the feel. She looked up at the hanging figures above her bed.
Nika thought over how she would likely react to sex, but figured if she trusted the man and if she had control then she would be ok. She figured it would be a while before she would let a man (or woman) have complete free reign on her body, having to have the ability to say stop and it stop immediately. Nika didn’t want the raiders to have won in any aspect that and refused to let the past truly affect her, choosing to selectively forget and just move on, allowing some of her buried feeling out when dealing with low-life’s. Nika glanced up once more and smiled, yeah, she was ok with having sex again.
Nika still had a strong sex drive, but she refused to pay for a whore. She threw her head back onto the pillow and sighed. She hadn’t met someone that seemed interesting yet, she slowly thought over her dream man, the image of sex to her.
She started going through the details. Tall was one of them, with broad shoulders. Another was red hair, something she had yet to see in the wastes, only ever seeing brown, black, some blonde, and grey. Never red. She thought maybe some scars would be nice to, giving him character and accenting the other aspects, like some amazing muscle tone. She felt warmth at her core with her images and slid her hand down her body until her got to that one spot and started pinched her own nub before soothing the pain and repeated the process. She massaged herself slowly at first and started fantasizing about her imagined man, picking up the pace of her ministrations. She arched her back naturally and felt the pleasure that was bordering on pain until she felt that beautiful fire explode in her and stretch out, causing her to push her head back in her pillow with her jaw opened and her eyes scrunched shut. When she had finally come down from her high she slid her hand back up and opened her eyes. It had been too long since she had felt pleasure, already feeling deprived before she had even left the vault.
She listened to hear what Wadsworth was doing and gave a relieved sigh when she still heard some scrubbing, likely going over the finer lines in her armor. He hadn’t seen her. Satisfied with everything now and tired, she rolled over and hugged one of the pillows, one arm going under a pillow to support her head and the other bended on another near her face. She closed her eyes and fell asleep to the sounds of Wadsworth cleaning.
When Nika woke up in the morning it was still dark out, she looked at her Pip-boy on her arm, still resting on the pillow from when she went to sleep. She moaned at the time and turned her head into the pillow, it was 5am. Way too early to be away to her, she couldn’t even set out yet. Nika sat up and slowly cracked her back and moved her joints, making sure nothing was stiff. Her blankets pooled at her waist, allowing the cool night air to nip at her skin. She saw all her clean clothes folded on the stand near her bed and decided to quickly wipe the dirt from her body and clean her hair before she dressed in them.
She tried to locate Wadsworth and realized he was trying to quietly move the many small things in the extra room and relocate them. She slid out of the beds and rubbed her arms and legs, trying to adjust to the temperature. She walked over to her sink and turned on the water, noting it was still a little warm from the previous day’s heat. It seemed to be the only thing that held any temperature in the wastes. She grabbed a cloth and slowly worked away the dirt on her skin. When she was satisfied with her body she quickly put her hair in the sink and scrubbed it clean with soap. Once she was happy with her cleanliness level she stood up, the coolness of the air on the water making her shiver slightly. She walked over and grabbed her clothes, quickly throwing them on for warmth, then going over the placement of each slowly as her body warmed.
Once all her attire was placed correctly Nika hollered “Wadsworth!” Shortly after she called the robot-butler came down the stairs.
“Yes Madam. How may I assist you this morning Madam?” Wadsworth asked, stopping in front of her.
Nika picked up her wet hair that was going down her back and looked back at the robo-butler. “Could you place my hair in the high pony-tail again? The one the sits right on top of my head?” The robot muttered a quick affirmative and got to work, brushing out her hair and styling it. When he was done she looked in a broken mirror and smiled, she always went this way because it was feminine and workable. The robot drifted off to work more on cleaning as she went to the fridge. Digging around she found some squirrel bits and then went and grabbed Blamco Mac and Cheese, adding water to the mix to re-hydrate it, and grabbing a glass that she put water in. Happy with her food she sat down at the table Wadsworth had dragged in for her from outside and munched through her food.
Once she was done she gulped down her drink and placed the dirty objects in the sink for Wadsworth. Nika glanced at her Pip-boy as she wiped excess food from her mouth, 6:30 am, time to get moving. Nika walked over to the door and threw 1000 caps in the locker and grabbed her bag and placed it on her back, as well as her assault rifle over her shoulder for easy use and her pistol strapped to her thigh. Ammo was arranged for use on her belt.
As she adjusted her straps she called upstairs, “Wadsworth, I am heading out now. I don’t know how long I will be gone but there is a 1000 caps in the left side of the locker for the supplies. If anymore cleaner is needed you can buy that to, just use your best judgment. You can use whatever remains for whatever you want.”
With a curt “Thank you Madam” from Wadsworth, Nika walked out the door. She blinked and paused; adjusting to the bright natural light again. Once she could see without spots in her eyes she began walking up towards the gate and walked out. Seeing the wasteland spread before her she paused and re-adjusted her pack before looking at her pip-boy and finding which direction she needed to go.
She looked it over and decided that heading to the Super Duper Mart would be her first step to getting there, before following Moriarty’s instructions. She prayed he didn’t give her instructions to a raider camp or something, lord only knew he was slimy enough.
Nika began walking, climbing over rocks to make the trip shorter. She came upon a couple of bloatflies which were really just pests, as well as Mole Rats which she didn’t scavenge for meat, as her food supply was fresh. Once she got to the Super Duper Mart she looked at her Pip-boy again, reading the instruction to go to Farragut West Metro Station. Once she knew which area to go she started walking again. She stopped shortly after when she saw a little boy running towards her, she placed her hand on her pistol just in case the boy was hostile.
“Help! Those! Those things! They took my Dad!” The little boy cried, looking frantic. Seeing the boy was truly distraught Nika took her hand off her gun. The kid was obviously unarmed anyway. Nika put a hand on the boys shoulder to try and calm him down.
“Whoa there! Slow down. First off what’s your name? Mine is Nika.” Nika said, shaking his shoulder lightly to get his attention.
“My name is Bryan Wilks, but, my dad…he...he…” The boy trailed off and looked down with tears streaming down his face.
“Bryan, what is this about your dad?” Nika said, using a finger to tilt his head up to look at her.
“My Dad is missing and my town is covered by those things. Please, you got to help my Dad!” Bryan looked at her desperately with tears streaming down his dirty face. Nika mentally sighed; I guess Dad can wait a while longer. I can’t leave this kid alone out here.
Having made her decision Nika pulled the crying boy to her “Shhh, Its going to be okay Kiddo. “ The boy cried harder so she started rubbing his back, “Shhh, I am going to find out what happened to your dad. Shhh, it’s going to be ok.” Nika kept making calming noises and repeating the motions as he calmed down.
“You will?” At Nika’s confirmation he continued with more energy, “I live over in Grayditch…”The boy continued to rattle off all information of his town and what ‘Those’ were.
“Is there a place you can stay safe at while I look for your Dad?” Nika said.
The boy thought for a moment, “There is the old preservation shelter that I could hide in...” He said before running off with Nika following him.
When Nika got to the town she saw random flames everywhere, causing her to question where they came from. She followed past the preservation shelter as it was shutting hearing Bryan Wilks say something about “knowing what a TV. dinner felt like” which caused Nika to shake her head. How the kid knew what a TV. dinner was she didn’t know. (AN: Kudos to who knows where the TV dinner line actually originated from before the game)
Nika walked around the old diner and found a locked container that Bryan gave her the key to and opened it, finding an assortment of loot that she picked through, grabbing some gun parts, ammo, and some old stimpacks and rad-away that weren’t broken. Happy with her loot she continued to the Wilks household.
Walking in she saw an ant corpse, some flames (which she still was trying to figure out where it came from) and… Fred Wilks. Nika sighed and shook her head in sadness as she walked over to check for a pulse. Feeling his cool skin and lack of pulse she sighed again, it looked like Bryan Wilks was an orphan. Nika didn’t know what to do for him except that she had to find a family for him to stay with. Nika moved up and closed the man’s eyes out of respect. Seeing how he was dead Nika decided to raid the house, respect or not, this was the wastes, and when you died you lost the right to your possessions. Nika found a Chinese Assault rifle and hugged it with a huge smile, it was awesome! She started cooing over it when she paused, she had been out in the wastes for roughly two weeks and she was already fawning over a gun. She shrugged. This is the gun she had wanted since she had seen it at Megaton. She went back to cooing over it and cleaning the gun with a random cloth. When she was happy she strapped it where her other assault rifle once sat (that one was strapped to her bag). She then went through and raided the house for all the valuable supplies.
Nika walked out of the house and raided the remaining homes, opening the shack and finding a Dr. Lesko’s supplies and a note stating where he went. So the doctor is still alive, that’s good. When she walked out of the final house she nearly ran into a huge ant, she ran away from it to be able to shoot at it from a distance. Thankfully she ran away just as the ant decided to try and make her into a human torch. What did Bryan say to confuse them? Damn it, I hate bugs! What was it…oh! The antenna! Die you little fuck! Nika started firing, destroying its antenna before landing a well-aimed shot on its head, blowing it off. Nika looked around the area and walked around the town, killing each one in a similar fashion. She narrowly avoided being burned by one that came around a corner, falling on her back to have the flames go over her.
Once the area was clear she got the courage to go tell Bryan the bad news. She walked over and opened the shelter.
“Did you find my dad?” Bryan said, looking at her hopefully.
“Bryan….”Nika trailed off before getting the courage to give the news, “Your father is…dead.” Nika winced at her own brutalness and got on her knees as the boy broke down crying. She held him close as he cried and tried to do everything to calm him. Children were one of her weaknesses, not truly tainted by the horrors of the world yet.
“What am I going to do? No one’s alive? What about those things” Bryan cried in her arms more.
“We will figure something out.” Nika said soothingly in his ear, “Dr. Lesko is alive somewhere I think. I am going to go and try to find him and take care of this entire mess. Ok? It will all turn out alright. You have been strong so far, your dad would have been proud.” Nika repeated her ministrations until the boy stopped crying and just hugged her.
“I’ll stay here while you kill those things. I’ll try and think of who I can stay with…. Please just kill those things for killing my dad.” Bryan sniffed out and walked back into the shelter and closed the door.
Nika sighed and stood up and looked around. She looked down at her Pip-boy to see her direction and the time. It was 3pm and she was going that-a-way. Nika started walking and killing all remaining ants. When she finally reached the Marigold Metro Station she walked in and slowly pecked away at the ants in the tunnels until she got to a closed door with a scientist on the other side.
“Do you realize that you are treading in an experimental zone and causing an inconsistency in my results?” The man said. Nika looked him up and down. This must be the missing scientist, Dr. Lesko.
“I apologize for adding a variable Dr. Lesko, but your experiment is costing people their lives. It cost a little boy his father. He is alone in the world now thanks to your experiment.” Nika said, trying to see if he had an ounce of humanity in him.
“I apologize for the boy’s loss but I can’t stop what I am doing for one life. I was trying to alter them back to their original state, though it seemed to give them the ability to create flame and fuel. While you are here would you mind going down and clearing the way to my computer terminal? There are nest guardians down there, but don’t kill the Queen. I need her to start a new experiment; if she dies then I have to go find another queen.” The man looked at her expectantly. She held back the urge to punch him for his indifference to the deaths.
He wants me to go down there? Ok. I will go down there, but that queen is dying and he will see that he needs to stop even if I have to beat it into him.
Nika smiled at her thoughts and spoke through slightly gritted teeth. “Of course,” Nika glanced down at her pip-boy. It seemed it had taken a while to get down to the Doctors office, it was now 8pm. She sighed, she would sleep later and just get this done now; she just hoped it wouldn’t take to, too long. “I will get right on it. Just point me in the right direction.” Nika said. The doctor pointed her through the door and after another warning of not killing the queen that she snorted at she was gone.
Nika walked down until she got to a meshed door and walked through with her gun at the ready. She quickly came upon a large ant; that took shot after shot to kill, dodging its attacks again and again. She cursed when she barely got around a corner in time to avoid being turn into a living ball of flame. Finally the first one was down, the close quarter fighting with a gun making it last much longer than necessary. One down, four to go. At least all I have gotten right now is a scratch from the rocks and some scorched arm hair.
Nika snuck through slowly, repeating her killing until she had killed all the guardians and gained a mild gash in her leg from a pincher that just needed a stimpack in her calf muscle to knit it back together and just poured some dirty water on a mild burn on her hand to take care of most of the scorched skin. When she was satisfied that she was patched up fresh she went put a full clip into her gun and had another on hand and walked down the hill into the queen’s chamber. Holy shit, this bitch is big! 3 little ones to dodge and kill slowly as I stay at the back and then moved quickly and unload a clip into the queen’s head.
Nika made sure to stay near the back of the Queen and slowly killed the little ones, when all were dead she reloaded and moved quickly to the front an unloaded her clip into the queen. When the queen dropped Nika danced around happily and kicked the thing, the little boy had been avenged AND she got to kill something huge. It made her happy.
Once she was done dancing she went to the console at the end of the cave hallway and looked it over, looks a little tough but I can do this. Nika thought, though an hour later it was filled with many different curse words, some even getting very creative, others not making any sense at all and just a random string of words. Two hours later the computer screen changed to ‘Exact Match’ and Nika cheered.
“Finally you little fuck! It may have taken me two damn hours but I won! Muwahahaha….damn it…I’m talking to a computer…” Nika cursed at herself and went through the options on the screen. Task number one was to send out an inhibitor pulse. Once she had that completed she went down to task number two, destroying the damn mutagen agent. Nika went through and gave the command; before she knew it she was done. Now that damn doctor has nothing to start from and can’t do this to another town anytime soon. The slimy little fuck has to concentrate on other things, like repairing the damage he has been causing.
Happy with her accomplishment Nika left, exiting the door after winding through the tunnel. Walking back into the office the doctor greeted her.
“What did you do to the queen? I have lost her vitals.” The doctor demanded. “Everything is wrong!”
Nika just sighed and shook her head. ”I had to do this, you gave me no choice. I killed the queen and destroyed everything. It is better for humanity this way. Who knows how many families you would rip up for this, you would likely never get the right thing anyway. They were an annoyance before, but you made them into an extreme hazard. It is better for humanity, if left alone they may eventually shrink back to size. Why don’t you just study the naturally occurring changes?” Nika said, hoping she had gotten through to him.
The doctor just glared at her with a clenched jaw. “You have destroyed YEARS of research! How could you?!” He shouted.
Nika waited until he simmered down some, pulling her top down some and pushing up her cleavage, trying to persuade the man that her words were right and stop his fighting with his distractedness from her beauty. Nika smiled when he noticed the change and spoke again. “I am sorry that I have destroyed your work, but I just can’t stand have people killed by playing God. I am sure you will find something much more fruitful and a lot less dangerous to do. I’d hate to be all alone because the ants killed everyone. It really is better for humanity, that way I don’t have to be lonely…”Nika trailed off and tried to look sad about the concept of loneliness, hugging her stomach and looking down while doing so. She made sure that hugging her stomach pushed up her chest to the point it was almost falling out of her top. The doctor didn’t say anything and just stared. Nika held back the urge to vomit when she saw a bulge in his pants.
The man glanced at her face quickly before talking to her chest, “I guess it’s better this way. If you fear loneliness so much then why don’t you spend the night with me? I have been lonely for so long…I could use a little…” The doctor paused and licked his lips, “Reassurance that I shouldn’t do this anymore…”The man had a lecherous look in his eyes as he got closer. Nika tried to hold back the urge to punch him or vomit; she wasn’t sure which she wanted to do more. Nika tossed what he said around in her mind, If I don’t stay with him for the night then he will continue in the near future and cause many more children to be without families and end up as raiders, slaves, or dead. If I do stay the night with him I will feel gross, but everyone will be safe from his experiments. I guess it wouldn’t be so bad if I am dominate. I can’t believe I am going to do this for humanity. Oh God, I can’t believe I am actually going to do this.
Nika just smiled and gave him a sultry look, “I can ease your loneliness on two conditions. If you don’t try to change genetic codes again and…” Nika trailed off momentarily and unclasped the front of her top so she had her chest free on all restraint and let him see what he would be getting, “If I get to be in control….”She dropped her bag on the ground and slid her top off to the floor, “Then you get me for the night.” Nika pulled him closer by his tie and ran a hand down his chest, swallowing the bile in her throat. She knew she had to sell this, one night of sex for the safety of others. She really hoped to have a pleasurable sex experience in the near future.
The doctor reached out and fondled her breast, “You drive a hard bargain but you have my word, I won’t try anything else. Though the dominate thing is going to have to allow my free touching though.” The doctor said and stripped off his lab coat and shirt quickly as Nika slowly undid her boots, feeling weird having her breast unrestrained. By the time the last boot was off the doctor was naked and walking towards her. She glanced at his manhood; he was on the smaller side, though still close to average. She decided to she needed to make the best of this and smiled sultry as he reached her. The doctor pulled her to him and kissed her sloppily, the man was weak beyond belief to her.
She went along with the kiss and tilted her head to the side as he kissed down her body, sucking on her nipples as he went, his hand going everywhere. When he got to her pants he quickly pulled them off, she noted that at some point she was moved to the edge of his bed. He spread her legs and thrust his tongue in her, Nika tossed her head back, the slimy man was actually quite good at this. As long as she didn’t pay attention to who was giving her the pleasure it was ok, just as long as she didn’t look at him it was good.
Nika felt the building ball of heat in her lower abdomen rise. She threw her head back and made the appropriate noises, picturing her dream man in the doctor’s place. She felt a small ball of heat burst and her legs trembled, the guy wasn’t terrible with his tongue at least and it made her ready for sex. It wasn’t toe-curling, but it was still pleasant.
She flipped him on the bed easily, her lean muscle easily overpowering him. He gave a cry of exclamation and quickly changed it to a moan when she straddled him and sheathed his length into her. Nika made sure to look at the wall as this was happening, not wanting to destroy the mental image she had for herself, it was hard enough holding the image with the man’s size in comparison to her fantasy.
He used one hand to rub her nub as bobbed up and down on him, causing her to arch backwards and let him see her chest bounce with the movements. When he sped up his ministrations she sped up her movements, muttering encouragement under her breath. She felt the quivering and tightening spread out through her entire body finally as she peaked, going up and down really fast. As her peak faded she kept up her pace and waited for him to find release, it seemed the lack of sex had caused him to last longer. Sweat-slicked and still arched for his pleasure he moved his hands to her hips and controlled the movement, thrusting her down harder and harder like it would help before she heard weird grunting from him and then he slowed and stopped. Nika straightened and stood up and put her clothes on, as long as she didn’t look at him naked she didn’t feel disgusted, as long as she held on to her constructed image she was accepting of the situation and trade off.
She heard rustling of clothes and turned her head slightly to show acknowledgement when he spoke, “That was exquisite. You kept your end of the deal, so I will keep mine. If you ever want to have a go again I will be in my shack.” With that he shoved some small supplies into a bag and left everything else. When the door closed again Nika sighed. Her fantasy had held and she didn’t feel disgusted. The bonus was that if he followed through than he wouldn’t experiment with genetic code again. On the flipside, if he didn’t than she could just kill the slimy bastard. Nika glanced at her Pip-boy, 11 pm, time to sleep and head out in the morning and tell Bryan the news.
She walked over to each door and sealed it shut for the night before going and flipping the mattress over. Happy that she was sleeping on the other side she loaded her favorite rifle and laid it near her head pointed away with one in the chamber, ready in case something broke in. Satisfied with the safety of her area she fell into a light sleep, ready to aim and fire at the drop of a cap.
When Nika woke up she felt rested and glanced at her Pip-boy, little after 8 am and she smiled. Perfect, time to get a move on and start heading to Underworld. Nika knew she should go to GNR first but she wanted to get to a city, she also thought the whole ‘City of Ghouls’ thing would be pretty interesting. She walked back through the weaving tunnels until she exited the Marigold Metro station. She blinked lightly at the change in light and continued on until she got to the spot where Bryan was hiding. She opened it and smiled as the boy smiled and rubbed his eyes sleepily at her.
“Did you fix it? Those things gone? Heard some of those attacking each other last night.” Bryan said, putting his arms back at his side as he tilted his head.
Nika smiled at his innocence, “All of those are dead. I killed them all. I even killed the queen so they shouldn’t be back for a long time. I even found Doctor Lesko; he is back in his shack. You are safe now. You will have to stay here though as I finish my other tasks before going to find you a place to live. Do you know where I might be able to find you a home?” Nika said, smiling at the boy’s cute expression as he thought it over, his tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth.
When he finished thinking he spoke, “That’s fine, I have to bury my Dad anyway,” Nika’s heart broke a little, completely forgetting about the body in the house, “Down in Rivet City though I have my Aunt Vera, she owns Weatherly Hotel. I could probably stay with her.” Bryan said and looked up at her expectantly.
Nika smiled softly at him, “No problem. Take care of yourself and I will be back as soon as I can. I just got some more stuff to do first before I head over there. If you can point out where Rivet City is I will get going.”
Bryan pointed to the area and explained it was a metal boat. With a promise to try and be quick Nika turned. Bryan hollered at her when she was a few steps away and rushed up to her and hugged her tightly around the waste. “Thanks Lady. Even though you couldn’t save my dad you stopped those things. You’re a goddess in the wastes! Thank you Goddess!” The boy said happily. Nika smiled and felt like her own personal dirty-deed was worth it. She pulled him close and ruffled his hair and held his shoulders when he finished hugging her so she could crouch down and look at him on his level.
“I am no goddess, though I appreciate it. It means a lot Kiddo. Now stay safe. “Nika said and kissed him on the forehead before turning him around and giving him a nudge.
Bryan turned and started jogging before turning at a good length away and hollering back; “Thanks Goddess!” Before running the rest of the way to his home. Nika shook her head and laughed. The kid really made her deed worthwhile and made her feel light. Knowing he was relatively safe she looked at her Pip-boy and started heading to the closest Metro Station.
Getting to Friendship Heights was easy enough, letting raiders kill off these huge green guys until only one raider stood and danced in victory, allowing her to easily blow his head off his shoulders. She walked down and entered the Metro station. Nika was getting sick of Metro Stations. They were dark, dank, and a pain in the ass to get a good shot in. Nika nearly screamed when she encountered the starved form of what she assumed was a feral, quickly shooting it to death.
She started saying a continual strand of curses when her scream had caused many more to travel to her, quickly having three more to kill in quick succession. She cursed when her clip ran out on the last one, only getting one shot into it. She fumbled trying to get the next clip in, getting a nasty gash on her collar-bone as it got to close, causing her to use her gun as a blunt weapon instead as she beat its head in until it was a red and grey pile of mush.
Satisfied that it was dead she looked around for more, wiping the bloodied stock of the gun on a feral’s remaining clothes. She cringed at the thought that these were once people. She knew if this ever happened to her she would want to be shot, the lack of control terrifying. She decided it wasn’t safe to be pulling out a stimpack from the depth of her bag right now and dealt with the bleeding gash, noting that she needed to make them easier to access when she felt safe enough to do so.
Nika quickly learned that every time a feral saw ‘prey’ that it would holler, the purpose she didn’t know, but they did it every time. She was happy to shoot them through a gate, safely out of reach when she got to one that was locked. When all were dead she went through and looked around, picking off weird remaining supplies from the corpses. She walked up some stairs until she came to another door and walked through; she saw that there were painted symbols pointing to GNR. She noted it for the future and followed her Pip-boy’s instructions for Underworld.
Nika walked up the old metro tunnel until she saw a huge green thing facing away from her that Nika assumed was what she had heard in passing as a Super-Mutant. He was huge. Nika aimed her gun, cringing at the pull on the still bleeding wound. The Super-Mutant turned around and raised his gun at the sight of her. Nika saw him completely, as he was in the light with her in the shadows. She snapped out of her disgust and amazement at his size and looks when he shot at her.
“Gah! What the fuck are you?!” Nika hollered, praying that it wasn’t what she thought it was; that meant he was a bitch to kill.
“Silly Human. I will wear your spine around my neck!” The assumed Super-Mutant said and shot at her again which she easily dodged. No one fucking told her these huge things could speak!
“Lovely.” Nika said at his comment before firing six shots into his head and dropping him where he stood. She walked over and grabbed the gun and ammo to sell. She proceeded through again and again. Screaming insults at the larger ones since they took longer to kill, one even had a full clip emptied in his head before he finally dropped. Nika weaved through the tunnels, wishing to hell that she had put her stimpacks in spot that was quick to grab. Nika had taken a shot twice in the same shoulder that was sliced and swore more. She couldn’t pull the bullet out on her own there. The only other shot that had hit her was a through and through shot on her calf muscle, just barely deeper than a graze, causing her to limp a little.
She finally found a bathroom that was secure enough to and she closed herself in, she was near to underworld according to her Pip-boy and she wanted to rest for the night, being that it was now midnight. She cleaned out her wounds with some irradiated water, using a stimpack on her leg, cursing when it caused her shoulder wounds to close a little. It was going to hurt like hell to remove the bullets. While there she scrubbed her body with some abraxo cleaner she found, trying to clean off the blood marks on her armor while it was still on her body. Deciding she was done for the night she walked over to her bag and used it as a pillow, her gun loaded and ready to fire sitting in her hands on her lap, finger hovering over the trigger.
She woke up abruptly in the morning from moving her shoulder in her sleep. She cursed when she saw that it had closed over a little more with its scabbing. She looked down and saw that it was 10 am, way past what she expected, but she was tired from traveling for so long the day before. She got up slowly and cracked her joints. She looked down at her bag and sighed, it was getting heavy with the extra guns and ammo. She grabbed out some noodles, cram, fancy lad snack cakes, and a Nuka-Cola before devouring them. It had been well over a day since she ate last. Full and ready to go she tossed her trash in the can and quickly threw her pack on her back, releasing a silent scream from the agony of putting it on and moving the wound. Off-setting the straps from her wound Nika swallowed the tears from the pain and dealt. She was getting used to pain from stupid things now; it was the harshest yet fastest teacher.
Nika walked out with gun at the ready, exiting the Metro Station into the harsh sunlight. She cursed; she was spending too much time in the damn tunnels because she constantly had to adjust to actual light. She stayed near the building when she saw that in the middle of the area there were many Super-Mutants. Walking slowly and timing her jaunts from when they weren’t looking she moved until she came across a well-armed female ghoul smoking a cigarette. Nika lowered her gun to show that she was friendly and was happy that she wasn’t shot.
“Hi, this is where Underworld is, right?” Nika said and tried to put on a nice smile, the pain making it hard.
“Sure tourist, you’re in the right place.” The ghoul’s raspy voice said. “I’m Willow, smoothskin. Underworld is right through there, “She pointed, “Right through the doors in the large skull.” Nika smiled a little larger in relief.
She paused though, “Tourist? I am not a tourist. My name is Nika by the way, not smoothskin.” Nika said slightly irritated that no one would ever use her name or ask it.
“’Course ya are, you‘re here, seeing the sights of the city. You’re a tourist. Deal. Ok, Smoothskin?” Willow said smirking around her cigarette.
Nika sighed and gave up with the name thing entirely; she was in too much pain to care right now. “Whatever. Is there a doctor in there that could patch me up?” Nika said, using her good arm to gesture to her injured shoulder, which was very dark looking now and bleeding a little bit from her movements. Willow looked at the wound briefly before thrusting her thumb at the doors behind her.
“In there, all the way in the back. Place called Chop-Shop. Don’t let the name fool ya, he’s a good Doc, just a weird sense of humor. Leave whatever troubles following you at the door and don’t start shit tourist. Now get.” Willow said, flicking her spent cigarette on the ground and walking past Nika.
“Thanks!” Nika said and started walking to the door.
“Farewell Tourist!” Willow said with a smirk over her shoulder as she went about patrol. Nika just shook her head and walked in. She looked up in awe at the Mammoth and at the fallen-apart T-Rex. She stared up at the huge skull around the door and had to admit, it was intimidating. Of course, the death scene also reminded her of an old show she had watched in the vault. She mentally shrugged and let her gun drop to her side, this was a city and she didn’t need to be shot. She walked through the door and was surprised at how weak the stench was for a city of ghouls. It was like how Gob smelt, only on a slightly larger scale. Megaton in its filth smelled worse than the city of ghouls who seemed to make it as clean as possible for the wastes.
Nika stopped when a ghoul in a faded blue jumpsuit walked up to her and spoke, “Hiya smoothskin. As long as you leave your troubles at the door and don’t start shit then you won’t have any problems here. Kay? I am Winthrop, resident mechanic, chief, engineer, etc.” The ghoul rasped out. Nika smiled at his overall friendliness.
“No problems from me. Mine name is Nika and it’s nice to meet you Winthrop. You guys have an Addam’s Family feel going on her. I expect to see a hand running around and Cousin It babbling while Lurch fixes something. Very ‘deathy’ and comforting at the same time.” Nika said with a huge smile.
Winthrop coughed out a chuckle. “Funny smoothskin. I am sure our barber Snowflake will - Don’t look at me like that, what hair we have left does need to be cut now and again.” Nika kept her light chuckles silent, settling on smiling larger, “Anyway, I am sure Snowflake would love Cousin It, the endless amount of hair. I ‘spose I am the resident Lurch, just shorter and ghoulish.” Winthrop said ending with a smirk on his broken face.
Nika laughed at his response, “Much shorter. Hey, where’s the doc around here?” Nika asked, the pain over-riding the want to talk, though it was nice to not be shot at.
“Right back there Smoothskin, just walk around the statue.” Winthrop said and pointed to the back before moving out of her way and pointing out the other locations before going back to work. With him no longer blocking the cities view of her all murky eyes locked on her. The woman glared at her as the men’s jaws dropped at her looks. She wondered if it was possible for a ghoul to have his jaw to actually drop off, one looked like it was. Nika guessed smoothskin females were rare, especially ones that held beauty. She started walking towards the back, feeling uncomfortable from the hateful glares of the females. Jealousy really was a bitch. She got to the back and saw the sign for the Chop-Shop and snorted softly, it was an amusing name for a doctor’s office.
She walked in and smiled at the doctor, a nurse sitting at a computer had turned to see who entered before turning back. She walked over to the doctor, “Hiya, I’m Nika. I am assuming you are the good doctor.” She said with a slightly more hopeful smile.
“Yes, I am Doctor Barrows. Have you come to give me a tissue sample? Your skin looks great, so tasty…”The ghoul rasped out with a smirk and tried to seem like an actual zombie.
Nika chuckled with raised eyebrows, knowing that he was joking…kinda. Ok, he was joking on the last part anyways, why he wanted a sample she didn’t know. “Well, when you are helping me you can take some skin samples I guess, though I am only mostly human now. Would like to know what for though. “Nika said causing the doctor to look her over, trying to see if she was serious.
After a full minute of staring at her the doctor spoke, “I was joking but if you’re serious I will take you up on it. I am trying to reverse what you would call ghoulification. See, my basic test subjects are in there.” He motioned to the back wall that was actually glass to another room. Nika wrinkled her nose at the ferals inside causing the doctor to laugh. “Don’t like ferals?” He said with a raised….whatever was left of his eyebrows.
“Funny thing happened when I was in the metro tunnels, they thought I looked tasty. Sadly, I have to disagree. One got close enough and ripped my collar-bone open. Now that would have been a big deal if I hadn’t gotten shot twice in the same shoulder shortly after.” Nika said, motioning to her injured area once she had dropped her bag off at the edge of the room with her rifle, close enough if needed and the pistol still there for emergency. The doctor approached her and felt the edges of the wound causing her to grit her teeth in pain.
Done examining her he spoke, “Well if you have no problem with me or Nurse Graves touching you then I can get these bullets out and take my samples and patch you up fast. If you give me the samples I will cover your medical bill even. You okay with that? I also need to know what you mean by mostly human first.”
Nika considered it before nodding her head, “Just try and be quick, I know this is going to be painful. I couldn’t care less about you touching me.” Nika said, sitting at her newly appointed gurney that was to the side. She explained about how she reacts to radiation. He decided that since she wasn’t going through ghoulification then she was close enough to a regular human for out in the Wasteland. Dr. Barrows motioned for Nurse Graves who started gathering supplies as he arranged screens to completely block her from the view of anyone who may enter. When he was done he helped Nurse Graves pull the supplies into the area and close the screens off before turning back to Nika.
“Ok, there is one more thing I am going to have to have you do.” Dr. Barrows said. He continued at her raised eyebrow and circular hand motion prompting him to go on, “It will be a lot easier to work on your shoulder without your shirt on. I assure you I will only be touching you in a professional manner.” The doctor assured, the nurse trying to be supporting in her looks.
Since when does everything that happens include me getting naked in some way…. Nika pondered before sighing and nodding. “Nurse Graves, can you please help me. I can’t really do much with this arm.” Nika said wincing from movement.
Nurse Graves nodded before moving around Dr. Barrows and assisting Nika with removing her top. Nika was thankful the doctor turned around for her at this point. When Nika was topless Nurse Graves pulled up the thin sheet to cover her chest barely. Nika muttered to the doctor who finally turned around and pulled up the supplies and sat on a stool to begin working. “Ready?” He asked, pausing right before he began.
With a scalpel hanging over her skin and a Med-X in her veins Nika nodded. “Just do it,” She muttered, “I know the partially healed wound is going to be a bitch to do.” Dr. Barrows nodded and sliced the first bullet wound open, causing her to cry out. Then remaining time was a blur, more cuts and skin and bullet removal. Nika vaguely remembered a blood pack being entered into her arm as well as more Med-X. Everything started coming into focus when 3 separate stimpacks were shoved into her fresh wounds with an extra Med-X for good measure and everything started knitting together. Once the medicine was running through her veins with her mostly healed wounds she looked over at them. “Well that hurt.” She stated. They both snorted the best they could without noses in amusement.
“It’s supposed to dear, which is why they invented the wonderful drugs we have today.” Nurse Graves said, cleaning up the bloodied supplies. Nika nodded her head in agreement and looked over at the samples taken from her.
“Holy shit! How much did you take? My entire shoulder?!” Nika said staring at the large tray filled to the brim with thin slices of her.
The doctor smiled at her like a kid caught doing something bad, “Well, you were already there and cut open and I had my scalpel so I just kept cutting, we gave you more pain medications for it though. Just think, your skin samples may help lead to the reversal of ghoulification.” He said while getting up and putting the samples in a special area. Nika shook her head and let it go. The treatment was free and she was in a daze anyway. She glanced down and saw that the sheet was still in place, albeit much more bloody. With the doctor away she slipped her top back on and used the cleaner parts of the sheets to wipe the blood of her healed wounds and armor. Satisfied she got up.
“Well, I am glad this worked out for both of us. Please don’t go spreading around about my radiation thing either…or that I let myself be cut up for free medical treatment. I don’t think that is a good image I want spread around.” Nika said, gaining a chuckle from both and a nod. Feeling that they would stay true and felt safe (Nika had a sneaking suspicion that this was from drugs in combination with Barrows being both a doctor and a scientist like her Dad) she accepted their answers. She went over and grabbed her bag before waving to the two and heading out.
Stepping out caused the residents to look at her again, but over for a short time this time around. They must have talked it over while she was in there. Nika glanced at her clock, 5pm. She had been there for most of the day, but then again slow cutting and blood loss can cause that to happen. She felt her stomach grumble and she started walking up to Carol’s Place, thankful that Winthrop had told her where she could sleep and eat, as well as deliver her greeting from Gob.
Nika walked in and had a pretty, by ghoul standard, woman in a dress greet her, “Why Hello! Welcome to Carol’s Place! I’m Carol, do you need a room or would you like to buy a meal from Greta?” The woman rasped out happily. Nika smiled and walked up to the counter, “You don’t have a son named Gob do you?” She heard grumbling from another female who hovered closely to Carol who she assumed was Greta. I think she is suffering from the little green monster…. Nika nearly laughed, wondering by the closeness if they were a couple.
“Gobby?” Carol turned to face the other ghoulette, “Greta, she knows my Gobby!” This was answered with a grumble and mutters about serving food. Carol faced Nika again, “How is my Gobby? I haven’t heard from him in years!” She rasped out excitedly. Nika smiled at her happiness, nearly frowning at the thought of how Gob actually was.
“Gob is good, He is working as a bartender as Megaton. He actually wanted me to say hi for him.” Nika said leaning on the counter.
“Oh that is fantastic! I am so happy for him! Make sure he knows to not to come back here, it is too dangerous now and I don’t want him hurt. Oh I miss him…”Carol trailed off before becoming her usual peppy self. “So what can I get you?”
Nika thought it over, “How about I buy some food from Greta and then you can tell me your story.”
Carol smiled softly, “I am not all that interesting dear.”
Nika grinned, “Course you are. I am positive you have an interesting story, come sit with me and talk. I need to eat.” Carol nodded and sat with her at a nearby table to Greta’s annoyance. After getting her Squirrel Kabob (that she had yet to see a living squirrel), Blamco Mac and Cheese, and a Nuka-Cola she sat down and listened to Carol’s story intently.
When Carol had finished Nika was just finishing over her soda, “See? And you said your story wasn’t interesting.”
Carol just smiled, “You try telling the same story for 200 years and it will seem pretty uninteresting to you to.”
Nika just smiled and looked at her and shook her head, “I would think the more years you have lived make you even more interesting. How about you tell me about this place, I don’t really know the people here.” Nika said, paying for another Nuka-Cola from Greta.
Carol quickly launched into the latest gossip and the dos and don’ts. Nika took note of everything for future reference. Nika raised her eyebrows with the information about the ghoul slave Charon, who is conditioned to be a slave and thought about buying him. She would give him as much freedom as possible, but she didn’t want to end up dead with all the crazy stunts she kept doing for humanity. She liked the fact that the guy was a fucking giant compared to most people. She definitely liked that part; she had a thing for height. Nika tuned back in and listened well into the night. She glanced down at her Pip-boy when she was getting tired and raised her eyebrows at the time (why, she didn’t know, she just did), it was 11pm, time for her to sleep, especially after the impromptu surgery.
“Carol, how much for a bed?” Nika said during the lull.
Carol smiled tiredly, “120 caps for the night dear.”
Nika counted the caps and handed over them with a sleepy smile and accepted the key. “Thanks Carol, sleep well.” Nika said and got a tired reply before she walked to the closed off area and dropped her bag inside and relocked the make-shift room. Nika placed her gun on the bed with her with the pistol under the pillow as she curled up in the large bed. Before she knew it Nika was asleep and dreaming about the possibilities that lay out before her, both good and bad. She fell asleep deeply, not even hearing Carol and Greta discussing about her and how they both think that she would be good for Charon, having learned of her intentions over the conversations. She didn’t hear that Carol thought that they would be a cute couple. No, she didn’t even hear that it was going to be rocky road for her with her kindness in the Wastes. She didn’t hear anything for she was too consumed with dreaming of the possibilities life held. Possibilities that led her down a beautiful path if it went right, a tragic horror story if it didn’t.
xXxXxXxCharonxXxXxXxIsxXxXxXxAxXxXxXxSexyxXxXxXxGhoulxXxXxXx
AN: I don’t know if it’s possible to actually go to Underworld before going to GNR but in my story it is. I honestly never tried so I don’t know. I know The Addam’s Family came out in the 1960’s but it is all I think about when I walk up to the entrance of Underworld in the game so I just have to put the reference in there. The history couldn’t have been that skewed in that amount of time in terms of T.V. I hope you enjoyed it! R&R! Thanks in advance my lovelies!!
- 2
- 3
- 4
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Charming Killer