Fallout Equestria Broken Steel

Epilogue

Fallout Equestria

Broken Steel

Epilogue

It's been eight years since the destruction of the Krogoth and it has been a pretty peaceful time as well. A lot can happen in eight years.

Soon after the completion of what went down in the archives as the "Krogoth Crisis" all the rangers returned to Stable 24 after their long flight back. There was a celebration for that we have defeated the last single greatest threat to Equestria's safety and for the first time in two centuries we were able to celebrate the return of peace, well, as peaceful as it can get with the wasteland being as it is. The Krogoth was the last thing to threaten Equestria on a large scale like Red Eye and the Enclave.

During the party which may have been worthy of the once famous party pony Pinkie Pie I met up again with my friends. We shared a cry, (except Zyon) over Motor Runner's death in the Krogoth's reactor chamber but we also celebrated the joy that he wasn't truly dead with his leg hooked up in the medical wing powering his regeneration talisman. As we celebrated Elder McNamare pulled to one side.

She told me my breach of protocol by heading straight back to Twenty Four without meeting up at the extraction point first was a serious matter and would result usually in serious disciplinary action but luckily for me, with my part in the destruction of the Krogoth she said I would only receive a verbal disciplinary. Even though it was verbal it still hurt to be told off like that. I've not been told off for something wrong since I was foal growing up, especially when I was in the Pondale Rangers.

When I rejoined with my friends the foul mood I was put in evaporated as we continued to enjoy ourselves. It was heart warming when other rangers came up to us and thanked us and offered their condolences for my loss. At least the Applejack Rangers weren't heartless bastards like most of the Steel Rangers. We were even hailed as heroes but really, the only pony that was worthy of being called a hero was Motor Runner. He sacrificed himself to put an end of the machine. I was quick to tell them that too. I was no hero.

After the party as we were heading back to our quarters there was a pressing question on all our minds.

"So, what now?" Zyon plainly asked.

"You know, I have no idea" I said as I stopped to think.

There was silence for a full long minute before I spoke again.

"I suppose we can take a break, I mean we did just stop an all powerful killing machine after all and I have some maternity leave I need to claim" I said with Blueberry on my mind.

We ended up staying at Twenty Four for another two months while we waited for Motor Runner's regeneration to complete itself. Motor Runner's entire body was regenerated by then but he was without the Synaptic Link he had installed to the back of his neck and his starmetal hide was gone too, leaving him with normal skin so he wouldn't be bullet proof anymore. It made sense he didn't get those back since they were not organic and were implanted after he got his leg. I was so happy when I saw him laying there on that recovery bed completely regenerated and breathing unassisted. I don't think he ever looked so good before. I would sit and wait by his bedside with Blueberry as we waited for him to wake up. When he did wake up it was like the happiest day of my life for a split second before that feeling quickly faded when he failed to recognise me. It felt like he was truly dead. At first it was like nopony was home as he was unresponsive and didn't react to anything but a couple of days later he remembered his name as Scrapheap and he remembered how to talk, walk, ect but any memory of the last twenty or so years were still missing. I explained to him who he was to me and me to him. Even though he didn't remember he agreed to stay with us in the hope that being with the ponies he knew might jog his memory.