Fallout Equestria Broken Steel

Chapter 14: Up up and away

Fallout Equestria

Broken Steel

Chapter 14: Up up and away

It has been two days since me and my friends helped Homage with finding the communication equipment from the old ocean liner and still DJ-PON3 hasn't found Manechester. I hope he finds it soon, I dread to think of what would happen if that machine activates before we find out more about it. Sure my ancestor gave a big long and detailed description of it but that still doesn't really tell us how to beat it. If we are to have any chance we are going to need to find out the location of the Hanger at best before its finished.

For the last two days I've kept myself busy by offering to help out as a guard at the rail station entrance. I spent the day time hours in a small guard tower beside the gate so I could look out over the rail line. I used This Machine to scope out distant targets to see if they were going to come close or to determine if new arrivals were going to be hostile.

Raiders can be crafty bastards. I was actually surprised that some even had half a brain to think up some sort of plan to get close to the gate. I mean these toss pots usually can't speak a full sentence without swearing or making it more then ten words in length but just yesterday a group of five raiders disguised themselves as a caravan, plus a Brahmin and approached the gate. Due to their disguise I didn't know they were even raiders until they shed that disguise but the guard by the gate handled himself well while I was still suffering from the confused shock after being tricked like that. This sort of sneak attack wasn't anything special according to the guard as he said they try something like that ever week.

Besides the scouting teams and one or two travellers and the raider attacks nothing much really happens but in a big city like this you are always treated to strange sounds and sights. Growing up in a small town it was usually quiet but here I'm hearing all sorts of things that get me looking this way and that. The most common sound is the howling of wind as it rushes past all the buildings but there are also the scary sounds like creaking steel. It kind of makes you wonder or fear that something your standing on is about to fall out from under you. The creaking of metal happens a lot around here as the high rise that holds the railway is mostly made from steel and it has been degrading for over two hundred years. When I settle down after we deal with Motor Runner and his machine and when I've had my child I'm going to make sure it's a little village or something because I'll be scared of something collapsing on me. Even here I feel like something is going to fall on me.

But the strangest thing to happen was an Alicorn encounter. It flew by almost a hoof or two from the gate. As it passed it seemed to be having an argument with itself and it even changed its voice as if it was actually two ponies. The guard had told me that since the balefire bomb explosion several days ago the alicorns of the wasteland have been acting strangely. Again being raised in a small town out of the way we didn't encounter many of them but when we did they were always in groups of three and the groups usually consisted of a purple or a blue alicorn which was then flanked by two green ones but now, they don't seem to be flying it any sort of command structure. It's like their link to this goddess I've heard about has been severed and they are now helpless without anything to direct them and are operating under their own initiative. The guard has said that since the explosion there have been several alicorn sightings but none of them have been hostile. He has told me of how some have just been jittering wrecks, constantly talking as if there was someone there as they walked or flew by while others seemed to be walking or flying aimlessly and some seemed to act as if there were one of us, like a normal pony.

My E.F.S picked up a red marker down the line that was moving towards us so I aimed This Machine. The guard saw me aiming and put his hooves over his ears. "Oh not again" I heard him mutter to himself. I smiled as the crosshairs of the rifle scope in my magic moved over my target's face as he trotted down the rail line towards us. He's another one of those 'brave' raiders coming alone to try to gain entry. I pulled the trigger with my magic and then the entire city roared with the thunderous boom of the 50cal weapon as the shot fired. I was rewarded with watching the raider's head explode as the high calibre round punched straight through and imbed itself into the wooden sleepers of the railway further behind him. "Hah, in your face" I called out in glee.