Adult-FanFiction.org : Games

Fallout Wasteland	By : Samson Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series) Views: 28950 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the Fallout intellectual property, nor am I making any money off of this fanfic. Unauthorized duplication of this work is prohibited.

Chapter List
- 6
- 7
- 8
Hunting The Flesh.

Fallout: Life In The Wasteland

Part 2 - "Sin & Vice"

By: Jesse Racine AKA Samson

Original Date Written: May 6, 2010

"I'll come right out and say it, just to fully clear up any confusion. I'm a cannibal. I've had a strange taste for people ever since I was born. I used to have a family. My family was just like me...I felt accepted by them. But I left them. They were too chaotic. As much as it hurts me to admit, they were bad...Evil, even. I was sort of the odd one out. Even though we all ate other humans, they were cruel. Malicious. They liked to torture them before they ate them. I didn't like hurting them, I only wanted food. Normal food almost tastes like ashes in my mouth, can't stand it. But I heard of a group of people, where everyone was like me, apparently. They were very shadowy; it was extremely hard to find out the truth about them, and most of those people believe they are simply a gang of sorts. But I finally found someone that knew the truth.
They were supposed to be in a old ruined underground train station of sorts. I never learned the name of it, but the guy marked it's location on my map. I travelled a long way to get to the station, but nobody was there. Nobody alive, anyway. A bunch of guys and a few girls all lay around, shot to death. It seemed rather recent, as well...Maybe if I had left sooner I could have arrived in time to help them. Maybe I could have saved them. I really don't know. This old computer of mine is hardly lit up, it's night time right now so it's pretty dark in here. Maybe I should describe myself. sometimes it helps when I dot that. Helps remind me that I'm still a person and not some insane beast.
I'm pretty tall, but my whole family was tall, so it's not like my height is coming out of no-where. I'm seventeen. My hair is dark brown. I wouldn't call myself muscular, but I'm no weakling. My eyes are sort of hazel, sort of gold. I'm wearing black dress shoes, black dress pants, a white undershirt, a black tuxedo jacket, a black tie, and a black leather belt. In case you didn't realize it, I'm a big fan of the colour black. I found the suit in this old destroyed clothing shop. I took the suit because it looked the coolest, the rest of the clothes there didn't look too badass to me. I want to eat something pretty badly, but there's nobody around..."
The young man suddenly shut off his computer, pushing a button on it's front. He had just heard several sets of footsteps enter the metro station that he had been hiding out in, their steps ricocheting around the walls as they walked down the steep steps into the darkness. The young man grabbed his ripper assault knife and his four flashbang grenades, slipping away into the shadows, as silent as a ghost as he moved. Three man trodded into the huge main room of the metro station, a small child bound and gagged with them, being carried by one of them. One of the men snorted. "This'll be a great place to relax for the night." He said. One of the men grinned and looked at the small package the third carried. "Christ, I can't wait to get me some of that. She might be a little young, but she's female, nonetheless. Hey Bones, we can do her, right? If so, I call her ass, fuck you guys." The one that had first spoken grinned. "Yeah, Harlot won't mind if we mess around with the girl. The Den is still a few days or so away, so that'll give her body some time to calm down and remove any and all signs of foul play. Unless, of course, we cut her or give her a black eye or something like that. So let's play nice, gentlemen."
The one carrying the girl snickered. The girl herself heard them all speak, crying to herself softly, squeaking with fear at what they said, quivering in the man's arms with terror. Her eyes were darting around with horror, betraying her inner wishing of being free. A clack suddenly sounded out from the shadows around them all. The leader of the three, Bones, said "Shhh...What the fuck was-?" He was cut off as a small cylindrical object tossed itself out of the shadows, landing right in front of them. "Oh, shi-!" None of them had time to react, the flashbang bursting almost as soon as it hit the ground. Everyone shouted in shock as they were blinded by the intense burst of light, the man carrying the little girl dropping her to the ground in a daze. The explosion from the flashbang illuminated the cannibal man as he rushed towards them, his ripper quickly exploding into life. It looked like a normal knife, except it had one unique thing about it, earning it it's name - small grooves and teeth quickly shredded along the length of the blade with the simple pushing of a button, conveniently located on the handle, effectively giving someone a post-war hand-held chainsaw. The ripper used fuel to make it work, simply called "Small Energy Cells", but the man's ripper was fully powered with fresh energy cells, so he had nothing to worry about when it came to energy.
He rushed over to Bones and ran his ripper along his throat with one deft movement, crimson spraying out as he fell over in death. He stabbed another man in the stomach, shredding up his inside, proceeding to drag his weapon to the side, spilling his ground-up innards. He quickly slashed the third's throat, the bodies collapsing. He looked down at the little girl as blood spilled into the ground heavily. She seemed maybe nine or ten, maybe younger than that, maybe eight. She was wearing a dirty pink dress. Her hair was long and dark, but it was rather unkempt, her bangs hanging down on her forehead and shading her eyes slightly, kind of like his own hair. Her skin was incredibly pale, her eyes a deep, bright green. Her hands were bound together, same with her ankles She was completely silent, not attempting to speak around her ball gag. The man knew that he should kill her, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. She was so young, so cute, so innocent, he found the very thought of harming her to be monstrous. She almost appeared to be like a helpless animal. He turned off his ripper, kneeling down beside her. She gazed into his eyes fearfully, but she didn't move away from him, didn't flinch or pull away in fear as he reached his hand up to her face, slowly pulling down her gag. The both of them said nothing, the man proceeding to untie her. "I'm Marv, by the way." He suddenly said. The girl nervously gulped some excess saliva to try and clear her mouth and throat. "I'm...I'm Heather..."
Marv smiled slightly at her. "Pleasant to meet you, Heather..." Heather quietly said "Don't you mean pleasure to...Meet you?...That's how my daddy always used to greet people..." Marv grinned. "Guess you're a smart one!" He said, Heather smiling shyly. He began to untie her, using his ripper to carefully cut the bindings around her wrists and ankles. Freed, she sat quietly, looking up into his face, still smiling shyly. He suddenly thought of sustenance, his mind turning to the warm, dead bodies around him. He wondered about what to do with the girl. She hadn't run away, even though he had untied her. She wasn't leaving of her own accord, causing Marv to sigh quietly, the two of them gazing into the other's eyes. "You know, you can go, if you want. It's not like I'm trying to keep you here." He said gently, not trying to sound cruel. Heather shook her head, saying "I don't want to go..." Marv sat back on the ground and raised a hand to his face, mumbling "Hmm....What will I do about you, then?..." Heather smiled a little more nervously, suggesting "...Let me stay?..." Marv smiled more, closing his eyes and breathing through his nose in a short exhale of sorts, almost chuckling lightheartedly.
Kid once more had nightmares. The walls and floor were sparkling clean. People walked around him in blue and yellow jumpsuits. A man approached him in a dark suit and gasmask. He held up a large syringe, filled with a glowing green substance. His nightmare came to an abrupt end, Kid's mind blasting into wakefulness. He sat up in a cold sweat, the blanket of the bed falling from his body. Dawn lay beside him, still asleep. Her arm was draped across his hips. He sighed, lying back in the bed. He tried falling back asleep, but he knew he couldn't. If he tried, he'd just be lying in bed, passing time. Ace wasn't in her bed, strangely enough. The sun was just starting to rise on the horizon, gentle warmth filling the wasteland.
Ace walked back into the camp a few hours later, Dawn just starting to awaken, remaining under the bed sheets to hide her naked body from Ace. Ace stood by them near the bed and tapped her foot impatiently. "Come on, get up, we have to move! The place I need to get to is pretty close, just a couple of hours away, not even that." Dawn gave Ace a dirty look. "I'm naked and so is he, we're not getting up until you turn around!" Ace turned around immediately, suddenly blushing a little. "Oh!" She said embarrassingly. "Sorry...I guess I should have figured you guys were...Together..." Dawn got up with Kid, the two of them starting to get dressed. "Oh come on, we were in one bed even though there was an empty third one he could have used, and besides, didn't you hear us having sex last night?" Ace shook her head. "I fell asleep pretty quickly..." Dawn sighed quietly but said no more, Kid and her getting fully clothed once more. Dawn pulled on the torso armour of the guard's metallic combat armour, pulling on his pants and boots, as well. Kid dressed in his dirty white clothes, standing by Dawn. Ace peeked over her shoulder, seeing the two of them to be fully clothed. She turned to them. Dawn said "You never mentioned us going somewhere with you. What's the deal? Me and Kid are heading somewhere else, we don't have time for any other stops. If you have something to do or somewhere to go, go and do it yourself."
Ace took in a slow breath, narrowing her eyes slightly. "I don't know where you're going, but it's probably on the way of where I need to go. I won't need your help, I can take care of business myself, I just figure we should stick together. For a little while longer, at least." Dawn looked into Ace's eyes for a few moments, almost with hostility. "Where is it that you need to go? How far and in what direction?" Ace pointed to the right, down into a valley, towards a large cliff a few kilometers away. "It's in that direction, a kilometer or so past that cliff down there. It's a house in the middle of nowhere." Dawn nodded, seemingly growing a bit calmer. "Yeah, that's on the way of where I was planning on taking Kid...I suppose we could help you out and tag along." Ace smiled appreciatively. "Thanks. If I fuck up, I'd rather someone get my body out of there, at least." Dawn raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Ace began to pack up everything that was important to her, grabbing two bags of supplies that were hidden around the camp, Dawn grabbing her mp5 and spare clips, Kid taking hold of Dawn's free hand, Penelope wagging her tail and panting happily. The entire group set off, heading off into the distance, the wasteland's wind blowing along the dusty ground and washing around their bodies.
A few hours later, just as they were beginning to climb up the cliff they had seen earlier, Penelope started to whine for food. The group reached the top of the cliff a few moments later, having gone along a path Ace showed them. Ace could see the old cannibal's house on the horizon. She remembered that she had some meat jerky in her bag still. Her face showed sadness and shame. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry, Penelope!" She cried, suddenly stopping. She reached into one of the bags she had taken with her from her camp, pulling out several rather large pieces of what appeared to be beef jerky. She handed them all to Penelope, the happy mongrel quickly devouring the meat, wagging her tail and panting happily, letting her tongue hang down and loll from her mouth. Ace smiled sheepishly at Dawn and Kid, saying "Sorry...Come on, I have to get to that house over there..." Ace's face suddenly darkened with anger and other shadowy emotions. As they continued down the cliff into the plains, Dawn whispered to Kid. "Now, I figure you're curious about where I wanted to go with you...You know, I mentioned it before to Ace, back at the camp...If we continued south like we are, within a few days we'll reach New Reno."
Dawn grinned at her own words. She took in a deep breath, happy memories filling her up. "New Reno's awesome! For some, it can be a living nightmare, hell on earth, you might say...But for others, it can be an absolute paradise. I found it to be an oasis in the desert. It should only ever be a place you visit, but I actually lived there for a few years. I made it work for me, I made it my wasteland jewel." Kid looked over at her, quietly asking "D-Do you think I'd l-like it?..." Dawn beamed at him, nodding happily. "With me, you'll have a blast!" Ace turned around, walking backwards as she said "Thinking of going to New Reno?" The cannibal's house grew ever closer. Kid quickly wondered if they should all be talking if they were so close to the house. Dawn nodded at Ace. "Can I come?" Ace asked, smiling. Dawn nodded, saying "Sure, why n-" Dawn was cut off, a loud shot firing out from the cannibal house, a startled look crossing Ace. She fell to her knees. The old man cannibal was still in the house, having fired a shot into Ace's back with Blackjack's rifle.
Ace weakly pulled out two of her three stimpacks, jamming them both into her left forearm. The stimpacks immediately shot their fluids into her bloodstream, Ace gritting her teeth as she stood up. Ace stumbled slightly, Kid stepping over to her and helping to support her, taking her right arm around his shoulders. Ace gasped in pain, blood running down her back. Dawn raised her mp5 and quickly fired several rounds at the house, aiming towards a window on the first floor. Ace reached into her pocket, pulling out a small object. It looked almost like a pre-war inhaler, for treating asthma victims. The small container at the end, however, was glass and totally transparent, filled to the brim with an orange fluid of some kind. Ace bit off the rubber tip, free up the main passageway for the fluid. Raising it to her mouth, she actually breathed some in, although this seemed to be intentional. The rest she sucked out and swallowed. She suddenly began to put less weight on Kid, rapidly being able to stand up on her own. She was shaking, but not from pain, from excess energy. She suddenly started sprinting towards the house, dropping the object she had used.
Dawn stared at the item she had dropped, looking up and watching her run. "Damn!...Where'd she get the Jet?" She thought aloud. Ace kicked in the door of the house, her senses overwhelmed with the scent of decaying flesh. The old man was rushing up the stairs. Ace, filled with crazy energy, sprinted up the stairs after him, catching him at the top. She grabbed him tightly and threw him down the stairs, the man crashing at the bottom of the steps with a loud grunt. Ace jumped down to him, jamming the barrels of her sawed-off shotgun into his face. She pulled the trigger once, blowing open his face, spraying blood into her own face. She pulled the trigger again, blowing his head apart in bloody chunks, sending even more blood into her face. Her revenge was complete. The effects of the item "Jet" hadn't worn off yet, and while she was still in a rage, she pulled out her combat knife and began to rapidly stab the corpse in the chest, crying out loudly in anger. Dawn and Kid took a step into the house, seeing Ace there. Ace looked over to him. In her Jet-induced delusions, she saw a tall creature that shone like a small sun, and a small creature that looked like a midget super mutant of some kind.
Ace closed her eyes, raising her hands to her head. "Everything's spinning so fast!" She cried out. Dawn ran over to her and smashed her over the head with her mp5, knocking Ace out cold. Kid gasped, looking into Dawn's face fearfully. Dawn looked over at him grimly. There was a pause. "Look Kid, she would've been a problem to have along. Anyone that takes Jet is bound to get addicted. It's hard to find anyone that's done it once and then quit. She would've cut our throats for fucking Jet money eventually. I didn't want our little "partnership" with her to end like this, I wouldn't have minded having her come along with us to New Reno, but...Jet is everywhere in New Reno. Things would've gotten complicated..." Kid looked at her fearfully, wondering if he could still trust her. What if she did the same thing to him over something he thought was harmless? Dawn looked him in the face, releasing her mp5, letting it hang by her side from it's strap. She took a step closer to him. Her face showed that she could sense his waning trust, and that she was sad over it. Kid took a few steps back, looking to Ace's unconscious body. "St...Stay back, Dawn..." Kid said quietly. Dawn stopped moving. "Kid..." She said softly. "Don't go, come on, I'm sorry if you liked Ace and you don't think I had to knock her out, but..." Kid didn't let her finish, rushing back out the door to the house, running for his life to the south. Dawn raced outside, stopping as she saw him run to the south. She had worry jumping in her mind. To the south were tons of really dangerous creatures. Heading south meant he'd get to New Reno eventually, but without her to look out for him, he could get into serious trouble. She raced after him, trying her hardest to catch up with him, the Med-X she had taken the night before beginning to wear off, making her stomach sensitive to pain once more, impeding her progress...
- 6
- 7
- 8
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

Fallout Wasteland