Fallout Australia/Nz FanFiction

Fallout Australia Part 30 The day of

James Cooper continued as the cryogenic ancient Maori, nodded he wanted James to tell Ava why they put him into deep sleep long ago.

This is Moakai, Hes from the 11th century. Around the time, the Romans and greeks, Vikings, and Spanish exploration at its peak. Here il show you a detailed simulation of what happened.

An invading flewt of saxon Vikings raided the beach on the, at first The leader of a tribe known as, the  north island, the Moakia people.

An hologram depicted the first viking invasion to make it to the back island secluded of the coast of eastern Australia.

She saw a fleet as large as a British fleet. But with half as much Vessel's. Several larger ships appear to be leading the party. But Moakai the Hunter, from.thw south island living in the northern Ice lands.

When the first ship landed. The nomadic, Tribe was small, but they have been in an eternal battle for Territory only to have this invasion. They think its a trade ship, but the hunter. Who looks exactly like the Ancient Maori. She could tell his distinctive Face tatoos she recognised by looking over at him silently waiting.

She recognises the shapes showing who he is, where he's from what spirit, and the guardespeciallyIann, the stars, in the tattoo on his face. When Ava saw it was him, she wondered how he survived down here this long. As she continued watching the enactment Sim of his life.

After the first invaders. Come, the first battles were brutal. The Vikings build a small camp near the eastern side of the north island. And with the Samoan islanders part of their large community. The fires were lights extending down along the coast to Samoa islands. As the warning hit them, a fleet of, tribal

The Samoan fleet , alongside several surrounding islands. Who always called on their brothers and sisters of the Island help in battle, but as the Maori subculture rarely, they had invaders being so secluded in the southern ocean.

These strange people who looked alien to them being comprised of fishing villages. There was no way to tell who they were or what they wanted. Trade was not something they shared with outsiders. Rarely do they evan cross paths. But these long boats are harder than their fishing vessels.

And, the only strategies Moakai and his family have cherished for thousands of years were at stake. So the Moakai family moved out of the town and headed towards the raiding party camps. And at night, when they were drunk from the nights raid.

The 5 family members. Jokah, Germany, Joseph. Steve, Ra-kianon, the female who just got here tattoos.