Fallout Equestria: A New Hope (On Hiatus)

Chapter Twelve

As Lead and I made our way through the abandoned Stable, I looked around for anything of use. More ammo, caps, etc. "The buck?" Lead comes to a metal door. "Everpony stand back!" His horn literally shoots out sparks and he starts cutting through the door. "We're going deep and we're going hard," Lead says as he levitates out a silenced MP5. But what we find is nothing, except a lone table in the center of the room with a case on said table. "Hold up," mutters Lead. My eyes widen. "Is that.." I began, but was cut off by Lead. "The Garden of whatever?" He asks slowly approaching the item. I tug him back with my magic. "Not so fast mister," I said. "It could be a trap." I added. "Hmm. Radiation?" He casts a spell and he visibly tenses. Before us is an entire Stable of balefire warheads. "Oh buck..." I say as I look around the room at all the warheads. "Just another day at the office." He sighs. "I'm getting too old for this shit," he adds. "How old are you again? 25?" I ask. "Technically 225 with cryo years, but yeah." He replies. Sweetie gasps, "I bucked an old stallion?!" She exclaims. "This 'old stallion' can still buck you out cold. And I plan to do it too." He chuckled. Sweetie bites her lip in want. "Sweetie, I thought I told you to stay with Pallet, and be a lookout. I don't want you two getting into any trouble." I said. "I'm a copy, silly." Lead chuckles. "She's learning some spells from me," Lead smirks. "A copy huh? So are you like.. Physical?" I ask as I trot over to her and poke her cheek. She narrows her eyes and chomps on my hoof. "Yes," she replies, glaring with those same eyes from earlier. "Sweetie!" I scold and shake my hoof to help numb the pain. She raises her head high and sits underneath Lead, starting to give him a blowjob. Lead blushes and moans quietly.

"There's no time for that! Don't you see these balefire warheads?! Supposedly armed mind you!" I whisper shout. "They aren't armed." Lead looks around. Wire. "Aw, shit. Secondaries! Cover me while I follow the wire!" Lead charges deeper into the Stable. We rush to cover his impatient flank. A single gunshot pierces the air, and echoes throughout the empty halls making our ears ring only slightly. He stopped. "What the buck was that?!" I whispered. Lead had his back to a corner holding to machine gun upright so as to not accidentally shoot any of us. "I don't know," he replied. "I hate not knowing." He mumbled. He turned the corner, and pointed the gun at a stallion. Expect, this stallion was made of metal. "Damn ghouls," the stallion said as he looked up from it. Apparently not hearing any of us. It took him a moment longer to recognize somepony had a gun pointed to him. "That sub machine gun won't do anything against my-" the stallion was cut off. "T-51 power armor." He finished his sentence. "Your disadvantage lies in the fact you are on the receiving end of Anti-Materiel/Anti-Magic rounds." Lead said. "Your design?" He asked. Lead nodded. "Yeah," he replied. How'd you know?" He asked. "I've never heard of those types of round before." The stallion replied. "So what are you doing here?" He added. "Well, we found this thing called the Garden of whoosamawhatsit. I don't know what it does, but in that room, are about 10 balefire warheads. About 10 gazillion metric bucktons of TNT." He explains. Lead chuckles. "Gazillion?" He asks. Even though he couldn't see it through the stallions armor, he was puzzled. "We?" He asked. Paying no mind to the overly exaggerated measurement I had just made. I then made my way around the corner to be greeted by the stallion. "I was the one who wanted to do something about this shithole. Hopefully bring life back to this desolate wasteland." I explained. "And, hello," I added. "Hello." The stallion said. His voice low and gravely.

"What's your name?" Lead asked. "Steelhooves." He replied. "Steelhooves, eh?" Lead said. "Well, nice to meet ya." He replied. "Likewise. And funny enough, I was looking for the same thing you were looking for. The Garden of Celestia Creation Kit." Steelhooves explained. "Really?" I asked. "Yes," he nodded. "My friends and I have been searching for a while. But they all sadly passed." He replied with the same monotone voice. Lead's eyes widen and he assumes a fighting stance. "You're the zebra AJ was dating. Weren't you?" Lead growled, guns raised. "She's dead. What's it matter to you?" He asked. "You should know me then, Stripes. Or have you become that much of a traitor?" seethed Lead. The zebra took a step back. "No! It can't be! You're a fake!" Lead removes his helmet, the zebra following suit. Steelhooves trembles, "You...you're alive. Is she...?" Lead shakes his head. "All six. I put down Laughter myself. Those Party Poppers really did a number on her," sighs Lead. "How'd she go?" asked Steel. Lead chuckles, "You know that's classified. If I told you, I'd have to kill everypony in this room." The two soldiers laugh. Sweetie nips Lead's tail angrily and hisses at him. He rolls his eyes, "The temper tantrum is the new missus." Steel looks at Lead, "That's a filly. You su-" Sweetie growls at Steel, who promptly uses Lead as a pony shield. "Buck that shit!" "He already did. It was AMAAAAAZING!" breathes out Sweetie. Everypony else, minus Lead, shivers inside. I look to Lead. "Why the buck couldn't you wait till she was older!?" I scowled at Lead. Lead deadpans, "Been too long since I had any. Don't like it? Get the buck in line." He looks to Steelhooves, all casualness gone, "Is the GCCK inside this Stable?" Steel raises an eyebrow, "The buck you think I am? A know it all?" A creak prompts Lead to shift into his human form and quickly snap up an Assault Carbine with an underbarrel Riot Shotgun, "Eyes front. Form up behind me, double time." The copy of Sweetie and I do so quickly. Steelhooves picks up the trail.

We trot down a hall and come to a door with blood coating it. "Fresh." He aims his weapon, shotgun ready to fire, "BREACHING! BREACHING!" The massive shotgun shells punch through the Stable door like butter, BDAMBDAMBDAMDAMDAM! Lead then forces the remnants of the door open and he and Steel rush in. Steel yells out, "CLEAR!" Sweetie and I rush in and find what was a Raider. His entire body is marked with buckshot and shrapnel, leaving an unrecognizable corpse. A shot dings off Lead's helmet, startling him. "ABPRALLER!" He aims and opens up with the devastating shotgun rounds, reducing another Raider to bloody chunks. Sweetie helps Lead to a chair, "You okay, Lead?" She is visibly worried. He nods and then stiffens, "Steel." "I know." Lead sets a big box on the ground and moves it finessly. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!" KABOFF! SCHHHHHHHHH! Sparks and chemical flames erupt as the box cuts through the floor of the Stable. A hole big enough for two ponies is now where the box was. Lead looks into the hole, waits a few seconds and then drops down into it, "CLEAR!" We follow him and Steelhooves shines his headlamp on a briefcase. "That's it alright." Lead looked around and stopped Steel, "CONTACT!" I go ahead and gun them both down, then look to Lead. "Good job, recruit." He smiles. I smile back as we crawl through the unusually clean cut hole. We make it to the other side. I loot the body finding another 10mm on him with the rest of his ammo. I check the other ammo supply in the gun I had just acquired. Five bullets. I slid the clip back into the gun, and cocked it catching up to the group. We searched the rest of the Stable which took a while, yes. My eyes then widened. "Oh buck," I said as I ran back toward the elevator of the 4th floor. "Sketch, where the hell are you going?!" He barked. "We need to dispose of the warheads! What if-" A tone sounds throughout the Stable, followed by a mare's voice, "Unauthorized signatures detected. T-minus ten minutes to warhead detonation." Lead grabs the briefcase, "WE! ARE! LEAVING!" The mare returns, "Power level critical. All systems offline. T-minus one minute to detonation." A flash of light returns us to Pallet and Sweetie. Lead encases the Stable in a magic barrier. No sooner than he does, the Stable becomes a crater in the ground. Lead advances toward it and peers down into it. "Guys, you're gonna wanna come see this."