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Brotherhood At The Scene.

Fallout: Life In The Wasteland

Part 6 - "The Scaled Hiss"

By: Jesse Racine AKA Samson

Original Date Written: September 6, 2010

Three Brotherhood of Steel scouts slowly approached the outskirts of New Reno, all looking only as old as young adults, maybe in their early twenties. They were dressed in the Brotherhood's own special combat armour, the armour coloured pale green and covering most of their body in protective steel plates, black reinforced fabric beneath that. Their armour had deep blue trim and polished shining silver at certain parts, especially the gorget, black riveting clearly visible on the armour's pauldrons. Beneath the plates of the chest, there was another breastplate of steel, offering even more protection on top of the reinforced fabric and metal plates. The emblem of the Brotherhood was clearly marked on the chest of the armour and on the left side of the helmet; a small silver sword with blue wings on either side of it, three black gears of differing sizes behind the sword's blade and in a white circle growing off the wings, going around the gears and the tip of the sword in a form of background. Each of the three scouts were armed with PPK12 Gauss Pistols and three plasma grenades, as well as a Super Stimpack each and several clips for their pistols.
The dark glass visors of their helmets helped shade their eyes from the sun as they moved. There were two males and a female, all holding their pistols at the ready. "Think they'll have the payment ready?" One of the men asked to the female. She said "They better. I don't care how many of them there are, we did them a favour, and if they won't pay, well...I'll kill them all until I can get enough stuff to pay to the Brotherhood, myself." The second male said "Relax, you're getting too bloodthirsty. Let's assume that they're going to pay, they'd be stupid to do otherwise." They continued to approach the city. They began to hear gunshots on the air. "Hear that? Gunfight somewhere." The first male said. The female nodded. Suddenly, a shot rang out.
A sniper's bullet whizzed past them, flying near the second male's head. "Sniper!" The second said, dropping down behind a nearby rock. The other two dropped as another bullet flew past them, the both of them getting behind the rock with the other male. Panting slightly, the first said "Fuck, it's nothing but open space from here to the city, another half kilometer, at least! What the hell do we do?" The female said "Can't do anything...We move and we'll get shot." The second male said "Best thing to do is to wait until nightfall. When it's dark, we'll be able to move in." The first male said "Think it's one of the Wrights, trying to fuck with us?" The second male said "Maybe...Maybe not. We'll find out soon enough. Nightfall's a few hours away, might as well get comfortable, people." Everyone sat down with their backs to the rock, their sides touching, waiting the day away, waiting for the sun to set and darkness to fall...
Eventually, Harlot and Cain had made it to The Den. The Den was mostly avoided by all but slavers and raiders looking for either a safe haven or a place to do business. Years before, it used to be a tough yet reasonably safe community, but the Slaver's Guild continued to grow in strength and power until it took over the whole town, either simply enslaving the other inhabitants of the town or simply killing them. Walking through the town, Harlot and Cain spotted several slavers walking into the town with a few of their new captives, pushing them into one of the many metal cells in one of the outdoor slave pens, locking them up until a slave-order was called on that fit them. Harlot's face showed pain as she gasped out "Cain, we gotta stop somewhere and chill out, my pussy is killing me, that ghoul kicked me hard!" Cain made a bit of a face at her before saying "Alright, alright. Let's get a room at the motel. Got the caps still?" Harlot nodded, saying "Yeah, the bag's tied to my belt still, let's move..." Cain spotted the bag of caps attached to her belt over her backside.
The two of them had taken as many caps as they could out of it and filled each of their pockets with them in order to lighten the bag a little, just so it wouldn't be unbearable for Harlot. The two of them headed for a nearby two-story building. The building's outside was painted in a faded and chipping green colour, most of the paint having been blown off by the wasteland wind long ago. A large staircase on the front of the building reached up to the second floor. A few slavers hung around the front, talking with one another. Harlot and Cain walked past them without a problem, heading into the front of the building. A ghoul stood behind the small front room's counter, a black tattoo along the gnarled muscles and skin of his face, looking black and wispy, almost tribalistic. The ghoul's left cheek looked almost like it had melted off, revealing his yellowish teeth. The ghoul's pale and sinewy skin remained unimpressed and almost unhappy as he said "Looking for a room?" Cain said "Of course. What's available?" Harlot began to push her right hand between her legs and into her crotch, an uncomfortable look on her face. The ghoul gave her a look. "You gonna piss yourself, smoothskin? If so, get out. No, seriously, if you're going to piss, get the fuck out."
Cain said "She's not gonna piss herself, she just got a kick to her cunt not long ago. Look, how much is a room gonna cost? Same as usual?" The ghoul looked back over to Cain. "Right. Fifty caps for three days." Cain reached into a few of his pockets, dropping about two and a half handfuls of caps on top of the counter. The ghoul glanced along them all, turning a few over to see what types of Nuka-Cola the caps had once covered based on the logo of the cap, nodding after a moment, pushing two back towards Cain, Cain pocketing his change. The ghoul said "Room seven, first floor, far corner. Don't make a mess, smoothies." Cain nodded, walking out with Harlot. Harlot began to limp heavily, following Cain towards their room. It was just as the ghoul said; on the far corner of the building, the very last on the first floor. Cain walked over, opening it's door, stepping into the room. The room was fairly spacious, having a bathroom on the far side, a bed on the left side, and a window on the right side, the window having white curtains pulled over it, shading the room quite well. Harlot walked in, Cain closing the door behind the two of them.
Harlot quickly proceeded to drop her Ruger and take her pants off, dropping the bag of caps with them. She pulled off her jean jacket and dropped it to the ground, as well. Standing in just her translucent nightie-shirt and white panties, as well as her glove and necklace, she pulled on the front of her panties and took a look down at herself. "Aw, fuck!...I look all swollen and red!...Ah, it hurts, it's really fucking sore, Cain..." Cain walked over to the bed, setting his flamethrower down on the floor by it, taking off his black shirt and draping it over the flamethrower, his white muscle shirt now clearly visible. He sat down on the bed, his legs stretched out, his back against the wall slightly, sitting up. Harlot took another look at herself, making a noise of pain, taking in a sharp inhale as she tried to touch herself. "Aw, fuuuuuuck...This is a crippling blow, Cain...My sex life is gonna go to shit now..." Cain smirked. "As if it was ever decent." He said. Harlot gave him an annoyed look for a moment before looking down at herself a little more. Cain waved her over, saying "Relax, Harlot. Harley-Harley-Harlot." Harlot gave him a dirty yet playful look. "I hate it when you call me that."
Cain grinned. "Get over here on the bed, get close, let me see how bad you were hit." Harlot looked at him for a moment without a sound before slowly walking over to the bed, getting on it. She had her knees on either side of his hips, sitting up so her stomach was near his face. She pulled her white panties down until they were around her thighs, showing herself to him, her lower lips being near his face. Her entire pussy, every little bit of it, was swollen and deeply red, almost as if her blood was swimming just beneath the surface. Cain took his sunglasses off, raising his eyebrows as he set his shades on the pillow beside him. Harlot said "It's bad, right?" Cain said "Shit, yeah...I didn't think you got hit this bad..." He reached a hand out to her, touching her gently near her clitoris, Harlot taking in a sharp breath and pulling her hips back from his hand, saying "Ouch, I'm really sore!..." Cain said "Sorry...Come on, lie back with me, we can take a breather now..." He spread his legs slightly, Harlot moving around in the bed until she was sitting on the bed between his legs, her back against his chest, the back of her head resting on his right shoulder.
Cain had his right hand on her soft stomach, Harlot resting her right hand on his, holding onto his hand gently. "Later on, I can go out and grab some Med-X for you...Help dull the pain..." Harlot softly murmured "Thank you...I'd really appreciate that..." After a few seconds of silence, she moved her hands down, pushing her panties further down her legs, grabbing them once they were free of her and dropping them off to the side, by his left leg. She leaned back on him, Cain resting his hand back on her stomach, Harlot putting her right hand back on his and holding his hand a little. She moved her legs over his, spreading them so her thighs wouldn't push together against her sore nether bits, her ankles resting by the middles of his calves. They relaxed in silence for around a minute before Cain softly said "You know what I think you need?...A nice massage..." He slowly began to move his left hand down along her soft stomach, heading for her lower lips. Harlot opened her eyes quickly, shooting her head up, panicking slightly as she said "No, don't! I'm too sore!"
She grabbed his wrist, but his fingers had already touched her along the top of her, touching her small bit of dark brown pubic hair. To her surprise, he wasn't being rough with her at all, he was being rather gentle, almost uncharacteristically so. It wasn't often that he was rough with her, but it was still clear that he was making an effort to be gentle with her. Cain ran his tongue along her left cheek, smiling as he said "Relax, I'm not gonna hurt you..." Harlot was breathing gently yet a little rapidly with worry as she released his wrist. His touches didn't hurt her much as he slowly ran the tips of his fingers down along her, almost cupping her swollen mass of flesh. She gripped his right hand tightly with her own on her stomach, placing her gloved left hand on his left arm's elbow. She felt him gently rub along her, slowly massaging her flesh. She felt a little sore with some of his moves, but she hung her head back, not saying anything.
Eventually, after a few minutes, his massaging actually began to help slowly numb the pain inside her. By then, Harlot had relaxed almost entirely, trusting Cain enough to believe that he wouldn't hurt her. Thankful that he had helped ease some of her pain, she turned her head towards him, giving him a soft kiss on his neck, followed by another on his right cheek. He turned his head to the side, looking into her light hazel eyes. She smiled a little, gazing back into his light amber eyes, the left half of his left eye being totally dark brown. "Better?" He asked gently, smiling a little. Harlot nodded faintly, saying "A little..." He looked into her eyes for another moment before closing his own, bringing his face to her's, kissing her. Harlot closed her eyes, kissing him back, Cain still rubbing along her swollen lower lips gently...
"Dawn had a talk with Dominique. I don't know what they said, but it's safe to assume that Dom won't be trying anything with me anymore, which is fine...I care about her, but it's more like a friendship-care, I think. I haven't talked to her in a little...I should probably try to after I eat. I told Libitina that we can't do anything more, either. I want to be as faithful to Dawn as I possibly can be. Libby keeps pushing an idea about returning the favour I paid her in New Reno, where she wanted to hold her's against mine to see how they size up...The way she keeps pushing it, though...I don't think she's thinking of that when she brings up the favour I paid her. I think she's also talking about how I touched her and made her cum...Twice. If she really wants to and won't be able to rest until she can repay that favour, then I suppose it'd be okay to mess around one last time...But I swear, that'd be the very last time. After that, I'll never mess around behind Dawn's back again!"
Kid closed his journal, Dawn smiling and saying "Steaks are done!" Libitina hadn't seen what Kid had written, despite sitting right next to him. Libitina quickly got up and ran off, grabbing a few plates and forks from a nearby cart, as well as a few knives. Walking back to Dawn and Kid, she let Dawn slip a steak on to one plate, handing it to Kid along with a knife and fork. Libitina held another plate still so Dawn could slip a steak on it, slipping another one on the last plate. Libitina handed one of the plates to Dawn as well as a knife and fork, Dawn putting out the fire of the fire pit and sitting by the two of them, eating with them in peace. "Mmm, I've always loved the taste of cooked meat..." Dawn said after a few mouthfuls of the juicy steak. Kid grinned, agreeing with her. He loved the taste of the brahmin steaks, as well. Heather began to walk over with a plate as well as a knife and a fork, smiling happily. She stabbed into the last steak with her fork, picking it up and putting it down on her plate. She sat down with them, eating happily and quietly, not making a sound. Dawn was the first to finish her meal, walking back over to Ronald's cart, putting away her dishes and utensils. Kid quickly did the same, Libitina shortly after him, Heather not long after.
Libitina walked over to her cart, relaxing by herself, Heather going back to Marv, Dawn walking over to the Highwayman. Kid slowly walked over to Dominique's cart. Looking inside, he saw her lying down quietly, seemingly sleeping. "Dom?" He said gently. She opened her eyes, sitting up quickly. They were silent for a few moments. Kid slowly said "I'm sorry...I know I probably hurt you before by acting weird...Dawn talked to me after, she had suspicions about us, I told her everything...I'm sorry if she talked to you and made you sad..." Dominique looked downwards, softly saying "It's alright..." She looked into his face, raising a hand to his cheek, touching him gently. She smiled gently, saying "All I ever wanted was for you to be happy...Now that Dawn's back, my desire is being fulfilled..." Kid slowly said "Dom, I still really like you, nothing's going to change that...I care about you a lot...I don't want things to be weird with us...Can we still be friends?..." Dominique smiled more and nodded. "I care about you, too...I want to be friends..." She moved a little closer to him, slipping her arms around his neck, hugging herself close to him. Kid wrapped his arms around her under her arms, resting his hands on her mid back.
Dominique whispered "I love you, Kid...This hurts me...But I suppose there really isn't any other way..." Kid rubbed his face along the side of her's, whispering "...I love you too, Dom...But we have to be just friends..." She nodded, saying "I understand..." They released each other a second later, Dominique smiling at him quietly, Kid smiling back at her without a sound. They gazed into one another's eyes for a moment or two before he turned and began to walk away. He headed over to Dawn, who stood by the Highwayman, leaning against it. As Kid approached, Dawn smiled and beckoned to him, getting inside the backseat of the Highwayman. Kid got in with her, closing the door behind himself, sitting beside her. Dawn slowly took in a deep breath before exhaling lightly. "You know what I really want to do?" She asked him, looking at him through the corners of her eyes. "What's that?" Kid asked, looking over to her with slightly-raised eyebrows. Dawn looked over to him, smiling more, turning her head slightly. "I'd like to take a bath with you. I haven't taken one in a little while, and I hate the feeling I get after not having a bath for a few days. Also...I really want to shave my pussy..."
Kid blushed, Dawn smiling at his blush. She said "I couldn't help it, when I was in the Brotherhood's tank healing, I couldn't do anything about it...But that doesn't mean I like it...I prefer to have a shaved pussy, nice and smooth..." Kid only blushed more. He was slowly growing aroused from her words. Dawn began to grin a little at his reaction. "Do you remember what it used to be like?...The skin all soft and gentle, nothing getting in the way..." She winked at him. "You seemed to enjoy it when it was totally hairless..." Kid's whole face went red. He stuttered slightly as he said "Well, th-that's b-because...Um...Eh...You're m-making me blush, Dawn!" Dawn laughed gently. When her laughter died down a few moments later, she came a little closer to him, smiling warmly as she sat on her left knee, facing him in the backseat. She raised an eyebrow at him, rubbing her gloved right hand along his chest, slowly moving downwards. Kid kept blushing as he felt her rub along his stomach, eventually going down between his thighs. Kid took in a slow breath, rather rapidly growing aroused, gazing to the side and into Dawn's eyes. She kept smiling, making a "Mmmmm...." sound, rubbing along him lightly.
Kid closed his eyes, feeling her slowly begin to undo his pants. Dawn whispered "If we make it too clear as to what we're doing, the others might try to come over to see what's going on, they might get suspicious...If we didn't have to worry about anyone, I'd be sucking you right now, I'd swallow you down..." Kid was starting to pant a little. Dawn had undone his pants and pulled his briefs down slightly, revealing his rock-hard member, which she was slowly stroking with her right hand. She smiled and gave him a kiss on the lips quickly before whispering "I still want to do something tonight...But...I can't wait...I want to do something now, too..." Her dark leather gloved hand stroking along him was a strange feeling, but it only seemed to make the situation more erotic. Kid opened his eyes a little, looking to the top of her pants. He reached his hands over, Dawn raising her eyebrows, smiling more as he began to undo her belt, pulling it away from her. He unbuttoned her pants, unzipping them, revealing the black silk panties she wore beneath. She kept smiling as she bit her bottom lip in anticipation, watching Kid quickly slip his left hand down the front of her panties, feeling him run his fingers along her soft pubic hair as well as her warm and already moist lips.
She cooed softly as she felt him slowly push his index finger between her lips, pushing it inside her. Kid felt her begin to stroke him faster and harder, running her hand along the full length of his member, earning a shaky yet light moan from him. She felt him slip a second finger into her wet warmth, slowly rocking his fingers back and forth inside her, curling them slightly within her. Dawn brought her head to the side of his neck, kissing along his sensitive skin, causing him to tremble. Stroking him quickly, she heard him pant out that he was going to cum. She almost immediately slowed to a complete stop, grinning as she whispered "Oh no, not that fast, you aren't...Keep fingering me, get me to cum and I'll give you a nice surprise..." Kid softly repeated "A surprise?..." Dawn nodded, starting to blush deeply like him. "Mm-hmm, a surprise...You'll love it, trust me..." Kid slowly began to finger her faster and deeper, pushing his two digits into her tight warmth, feeling her moist walls clamp down on him constantly. He tried rubbing along her clit with his thumb, succeeding after taking a moment to find the tiny organ, Dawn letting out a hot breath on his neck in reaction, murmuring "That's good, Kid....Keep going..."
She started to stroke him again, moving slowly, tugging along his hard and hot length. She began to slowly gyrate her hips, moving against his hand, almost thrusting into it a little. She started to kiss the side of his throat again, stroking him just a little bit faster now. Being denied his first chance at an orgasm, it was almost like he was in a constant state of climax, every single stroke he felt from Dawn felt amazing. Even during the time she had paused her movements, his member was hot and hard, throbbing gently, still sending pangs of pleasure through him. He began to finger Dawn harder and faster, feeling her squeeze tight around him, dripping juices into her own panties. Kid groaned slightly as he came close to an orgasm once again. Again, Dawn seemed to sense the pleasure in him, slowing to an almost complete stop. She grinned and chuckled slightly, Kid making a slight whimpering sound as she slowed down. She gave him a few kisses on his neck as she said "Just trust me baby, you're gonna enjoy this...Just keep fingering me..." Kid kept moving his fingers, touching Dawn almost desperately. Dawn let out a gentle moan, kissing Kid's neck some more.
Kid's mind was totally taken over by a red haze now, his brain switching over to it's more animalistic instincts and desires. He paid more attention to her clitoris, Dawn letting out another moan, squeezing around Kid's fingers tightly. He could tell that she was entering her state of climax, her orgasm not far. All he had to do was keep up the pressure and she'd cum. He kept up his movements for a few more seconds before Dawn panted out that he was making her cum. He suddenly stopped moving his fingers, keeping them inside her still but being as still as stone. Dawn grinned darkly, Kid laughing softly. He had done to her what she had done to him; waited until she was just about to have her orgasm, then suddenly stopping his movements, ruining her chance to attain her final "bang" of pleasure. "You lil' bugger!..." She said playfully, grinning for a moment before giving Kid another two kisses on his neck. Kid felt her begin to stroke him again, going slowly. Kid began to quickly finger her again, getting a soft moan out of her, Dawn's legs trembling. Rubbing her clitoris rapidly with his thumb, it only took a few seconds before she softly said once again that she would be cumming.
He hadn't waited very long for her to calm down, so it was quite easy to bring her back to the verge of her orgasm. "Kid..." She whispered. "I'm cumming...Cumming!..." She let out a low and quiet moan, Kid letting her have her orgasm, feeling her clench tightly around his fingers as she squirted rather powerfully against his hand and into her panties. Panting gently, she grinned, pulling her head back from his neck. "Thank you..." She panted out. "Now...As I promised..." She said. She began to stroke him hard and fast, causing him to moan slightly. He began to buck his hips gently, thrusting against her hand a little. Dawn grinned, feeling him rub his hand along her wet pussy, still having it in her panties. Rubbing her watery cum along her, Dawn could feel droplets of her fluids running into her underwear, but she didn't really care. Kid began to pant that he was cumming. Looking left and right rapidly, Dawn saw nobody looking towards the car. She moved her hand down and to the base of him, shot her head down and opened her mouth wide, suddenly engulfing Kid's tool as deep as it could go into her mouth, Kid's member poking into her throat slightly.
Kid's eyes went wide, pleasure nearly tearing his mind apart. He grabbed Dawn's head with his free hand, keeping her down on him, feeling her squeeze her lips around him, running her tongue along him rapidly. He moaned rather loudly, his orgasm exploding in him, Kid shutting his eyes tight. Pure ecstasy shot through him as he exploded in Dawn's mouth, launching not one, not two, not three, but four thick and creamy loads within her mouth, almost filling her mouth with his jizz. Dawn kept her eyes closed, licking along him in her mouth, tasting his skin and cum. She tried swallowing what she could while she was still down, squeezing her lips around him as she slowly came back up, milking what she could from him before pulling her head up, sitting up straight by him again. Smiling naughtily, she opened her mouth and showed him her tongue, her tongue coated in his milky cum, running along her teeth, as well. Seeing his seed in her mouth gave him a strange spark of satisfaction. Dawn smiled happily, making a content "Ahhh!" sound afterwards, like she had just taken a long swig from a cold drink.
Kid was smiling happily, Dawn smiling sweetly as she looked into his eyes. She raised her hands to either side of his face, touching his cheeks gently, keeping his head in place. She brought her face close to him, kissing him passionately, the two of them closing their eyes. Kid slowly took his hand from within her panties, the two of them kissing a few times almost hungrily. After a few more moments of deep kissing, Dawn pulled back slightly, lowering her hands to his neck while murmuring "Tonight...No matter what...You and I...We're gonna make love..." Kid nodded gently, smiling a little as he said "Okay...That's okay..." Dawn gazed into his eyes for a few seconds in silence, Kid looking back into her's. Almost as if to wordlessly tell him that she loved him, she brought herself a little closer once more, gently kissing him, closing her eyes. Kid kissed her back softly, tenderness in their kisses. Their hearts beating with joy, they simply sat in the back of the Highwayman and continued to kiss without a sound...
Claude, Daniel, and Marius sat in the main room of their small hideout, eating from a few cans of cold canned beans. Thanks to the stimpack Daniel had gotten for Marius, Marius' condition had improved greatly. Claude was relieved to see his little brother okay. He was a little worried about his own throat, however. Although the slice along it had healed, his ability to speak had not returned. Whenever he tried, his throat began to hurt all over again, and only a raspy sound escaped through his lips. The three of them ate silently, Pierre the dog eating by them, eating the beans that had been scooped out into his small doggie dish. Suddenly, they all became aware of footsteps approaching the door to their hideout from the outside. Daniel glanced at Claude, Daniel pulling out his pistol, Claude reaching over to his nearby SAW. Claude knew that the metal poles were spread across the door, so the intruder wouldn't be able to just barge in.
A voice said a few words outside, the words being muffled and unrecognizable. Someone began to fiddle with the doorknob on the other side. Daniel placed his can of beans beside him, standing up with his pistol, Claude grabbing his SAW and standing up, as well. Pierre kept eating quietly, but Marius knew something was wrong. He put his can of beans down, his metal spoon sticking out of the top of it. Daniel and Claude walked into the small front room without a sound, listening to the doorknob jiggle. Someone pushed against the door a few times, hitting the door with their shoulder. Claude raised up his SAW. A few moments later, the banging stopped, the footsteps walking away. Daniel sighed softly. "That does it, man." He said quietly, looking over to Claude. "That's it. We gotta get outta here." Claude slowly nodded, looking over to Daniel slightly, agreeing with him. It was time for them all to move on and leave New Reno behind.
A few hours had passed. The three Brotherhood scouts saw that the sun was beginning to lower in the sky, darkening the wasteland with evening's dark crimson light. For the hours they had sat there, they hadn't once heard a pause in the distant gunshots lasting for more than a minute or so. By then, they had all agreed that something big was happening in New Reno, but until they could be sure as to what exactly, there was no way they were going to turn back. Staying low to the ground and exposing as little of herself as possible, the female of the three peeked around the rock they all hid behind, glancing along the buildings beyond, looking for any glints to betray the sniper's location. After a few seconds, she quietly said "...I think he's gone. Let's move in." The two men stayed low, crouching as they moved, rushing around the rock and heading towards the city. The female narrowed her eyes and followed after them. Running a little behind them, she kept watch as they continued to approach the city. After a minute or so of running, she suddenly spotted a glint of light coming from a small building up ahead.
Her eyes widened. "Sniper!" She shouted. A shot rang out. One of the men had been hit in the chest so forcefully he fell off of his feet and landed on his back. He shouted out in pain. The female and the second man both raised up their Gauss pistols, firing out, electronic whines and whistles sounding out as their weapons fired slugs at nearly the speed of light. The pistols had a heavy recoil factor to them unlike the Gauss rifles, but still, they packed just about the same amount of punch, although at a slightly shorter range. The one on the ground hadn't even been wounded, the sniper's bullet bashing into his advanced armour and being stopped entirely. The shout of pain that had come from the scout had been from the fall he had taken after being shot, having landed roughly and without catching himself. He pulled out his Gauss pistol as well, firing at the nearby building, firing where his comrades were pointing their weapons. The downed man got back up, the three of them firing until their pistols' clips were empty, sprinting towards the building as they reloaded. The female pulled out a plasma grenade, eyeing an open window on the second floor of the building, pulling the pin to her grenade and tossing it up into the window.
A feminine scream sounded out just before the grenade exploded. A green light strongly shone from the window, the building shaking violently as the grenade burst with it's plasma energy, tearing out on the air. The three of them heard crumbling inside the building, hearing a heavy collapsing of sorts as something seemingly fell through the second floor to the first floor. The three scouts made their way around the building, finding a doorway inside as they walked into an alleyway. Rushing in, they found three men, obviously raiders, standing with assault rifles. The Brotherhood scouts didn't hesitate; they showed no fear. Opening fire with their pistols, one was instantly downed, the other two opening fire. The raiders' bullets rolled over the scouts' armour, not penetrating the heavy reinforced plates. A second was downed, one of the men quickly scoring a headshot on the last one, the side of his skull exploding with gore from the powerful Gauss slug. Everyone kept their guns raised, looking around the room, spreading out and checking all corners and dark spots for hidden enemies.
Finding none, they finally began to relax a little. One of the men looked towards a section of the ceiling nearby. It had been totally blasted in, a large pile of rubble nearby. Lying half covered in rubble was a woman, a sniper rifle in her right hand. She was a raider, it was clear by her clothing, but she was a young teenager, she looked hardly fourteen. She was breathing lightly, taking shallow breaths. Her arms spread out by her head, her body covered in chunks of flooring and broken concrete slabs as well as destroyed furniture all from the waist down, she looked helpless. The man nodded towards her. "There's your sniper." The female scout began to approach the girl. She weakly raised her sniper rifle, pulling the trigger blindly, the bullet blowing past one of the men's right leg. The woman kicked the sniper rifle away from the girl's grasp, leaving her absolutely helpless. She snarled slightly as she got down on one knee by the girl. The girl glanced at the woman's armour, seeing the emblem of the Brotherhood of Steel. The woman asked "There's more of you, right? Are there raiders attacking New Reno, or did it just turn into a raider haven when we weren't looking?" The trapped girl said "The...The Scaled Hiss...."
One of the men raised an eyebrow. "That supposed to be a group or something? Raider group?" The woman tapped the girl on the side of her head with her Gauss pistol, saying "Answer my friend. Scaled Hiss, that some sort of raider group?" The girl nodded softly, coughing up blood, the blood only landing on her own face. The woman sneered a little in disgust. One of the men heard footsteps approaching the doorway to the building, warningly saying "Heads up!" He raised his pistol, his fellow raising his as well, the woman twisting to the side and pointing her's towards the doorway. Six raiders began to pile into the building, opening fire with shotguns and assault rifles. One of the men took heavy fire, falling down to his back. The woman and the man quickly downed two raiders before the fallen Brotherhood scout tossed one of his plasma grenades into the crowd of raiders. Only one of them noticed the grenade, running to the side just before the grenade went off. The three Brotherhood scouts watched from behind their dark visors as the grenade burst in an intense sphere of green twisting light, the three raiders caught in the blast radius being totally blown apart by the energy, their body parts flying around the room in chunks.
The edges of their body parts were glowing green, melting slightly and turning to goo from the energy of the grenade. The standing scout rushed over to the last raider, the one that had dove out of the way, firing down into him twice and killing him. The female scout looked back to the trapped woman. She tapped her head again with her gun. "Your friends are attacking New Reno, right? Trying to take it over for a base, I guess?" The trapped woman nodded slightly. The female scout looked over her shoulder at her fellow scouts. "Anything you wanna ask her before I put her down?" They both shook their heads. The female scout stood up, pointing her pistol down into the girl's face, looking away before pulling the trigger. She felt the girl's blood splash against her boots, ignoring it and turning around, turning away from the body. One of the men said "The Brotherhood isn't gonna be happy about this, but it's not like the Wrights are really trying to fuck with us, here. Now, I'm not saying we just forget about what they owe us, but we might want to consider doing something about this so we can get our payment. A couple squads of Paladins could come in with Power Armour and some Bozars, just mop this place up, clean house, you know?"
The female shook her head. "I doubt the Elders are gonna agree to that. They were pissed enough when they heard that Jeff and ACE had worked on that other chick without notifying them. Asking them to send in the big guns might just piss them off even more. Not a good idea." The second male said "Better we intervene now while the Wrights still possibly have some form of a payment ready. We can wait it out, but if the raider group is large enough to attack New Reno, they obviously have a lot of guys. Sitting back might make us lose our chance at a payment. Striking now while things are still in transition gives us a better chance at getting to the Wrights while they still have things to trade for payment. Yeah, I've made up my mind. Let's head back to the bunker in San Francisco and send a report to the Elders at Lost Hills. Move it out, scouts." The other two scouts nodded, walking out of the building, the third following them as the all headed back out into the wastes...
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