Fallout Equestria
Broken Steel
Chapter 21: Walking Devastation
I look at myself in the mirror and no longer see the albino unicorn I used to be. What I see now is a battle hardened cyborg with scars littering my face and neck. I have changed a lot since that day sixteen years ago when I lost my family and everything I ever knew to the wasteland when Motor Runner's raiders destroyed my home. I lost a lot of myself during my time in the Steel Rangers, loosing most of my sense of right and wrong to the greed that drove the Rangers to seek out pre-war technology no matter the cost to others. My eyes burn as I think back on my life, I look at myself in the mirror and see those blood red and green eyes with the purple flames emitting from my eyes. Another sign of how much I've changed...
I take a deep breath as I grit my teeth.
...And how much I've grown to HATE this world and everything in it. My eyes narrow as I feel the hatred rising in my heart. I hate how everyday is a struggle to survive. I hate how everypony out in the wastes are evil murdering and slaving twats. I hate how everything is dead and dying. I hated how the sky was always clouded over and mostly raining. I hate how most ponies take you for a ride, swindle you out of something you need or simply rob you when you're not looking. I hate how I've had my peaceful life taken away to be thrown into this hell. Yes, I have so much hate in me, so much so I turn into this.
I learned about Dark Magic when I was a filly back in the Stable's School room. I know why I take the dark shift. At first when I felt the change and saw myself with these eyes I was scared that I was turning into a monster. But as time went on I realised I wasn't turning into a monster, I already was one. The things I've done to raiders when I've encountered them, those aren't something a normal mare would do to anyone even her own worst enemy. When I did those things... I enjoyed it. I could be considered as no better than them for that. The one that sticks in my mind the most was when I was eighteen. I dreamt of that encounter a few months ago back in Tenpony. I remember how I fought a raider leader and beat him. Defeating him wasn't enough, I had to destroy him, I broke his legs, left him in complete agony and then, I shoved a grenade in his mouth and pulled the pin out when I was at a safe distance and watched. I watched how his eyes fill with absolute fear. I revelled in that feeling, I smiled darkly as I focused on his eyes and then my smile widened as I watched his head explode in a shower of gore. Dark Magic has affected me, it made me a monster. But I am trying to change that thought, right?
I close my eyes and take several long deep calming breaths before opening my eyes again. I see my natural bright red eyes again and sigh with relief. I raise my right organic forehoof and gently rubbed at my cheek where three scars start. I was lucky the regeneration talisman that Zeta put in my leg fixed my eye but it left behind the claw marks that ripped it out with these scars that now run from my cheek up across my eye lids and to the top of my head. Oh, yea, another thing I HATE, those bloody little fuckers called Wretches. I'm glad my baby is just a week old as I'd scare the living daylights out of an innocent foal with how scarred I am now. Yeah, three deep scars on both sides of my face, three going across my eye on the right and on the left three more scars that stretch from my cheek up to my ear. I also have two sets of three scars on my neck where the little shits dug their clawed feet into my neck to hang on to me. I almost look like I had a bad date with a hellhound.
I have to do something about the darkness inside me. I have a child now and I can't loose myself to the darkness when I get angry around her. I don't want to hurt her and I really do not want to scare her, scaring her is the last thing I'd want to do. This world is bad enough without me scaring my child. I want her to have a good life. She is now the reason why I'm fighting to stop K-01 ACM KROGOTH. I can't let her grow in a state of constant fear with that thing roaming free and destroying everything it considers a threat to Equestria. I also have to fight because I, along with Motor Runner, know more about it than anypony else in all of Equestria.
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Fallout Equestria Broken Steel
FantasyFollow the adventures of the rogue Steel Ranger as she journeys the Equestrian wasteland with the task to find out why her life took such a turn for the worst. Written by - Crystal Eclair Published by- Helljumper206
