Fallout: Equestria - The Last Wanderer

Chapter Twenty: Family Reunion

Fallout Equestria: The Last Wanderer

Chapter Twenty: Family Reunion

"Good morning, everypony, Autumn Breeze here bringing you a live radio broadcast. For those who don't know who I am and why I'm here, I'm filling in for your original host for until he gets back from his travels.

"On today's show, we have a very special guest inside of the studio today and he has an important message to deliver to all you ponies out there who are fighting the good fight. Be sure to lend him your ears, he says it is very important and if you don't listen, he says you won't be in for the reward.

"Elder Lockhart, if you would."

"Thanks, Autumn.

"Citizens of the Wasteland, this is Elder Lockhart of the Steel Rangers speaking to you loud and clear through the power of radio. I hope y'all are listening, because I am not going to repeat myself with this message of mine. You know that blue guy that your old host kept mentioning for every little thing he did out there? Well I'll tell you this right now. That blue guy is not the pony he pretends to be. He is nothing but a cold-hearted, savage little bastard who thinks he can trot around, doing whatever the fuck he wants.

"He dropped the Megaspell on Sunnyvale, with no intention of wanting to help us at battle. Because of that one event, because of the damage he had caused, the Steel Rangers have less than one hundred soldiers on the front lines as of now. I know it sounds like a lot, but compared to the Enclave's thousands, it is not much at all. What I ask of you might be a little extreme, but if you want to stop the Enclave from poisoning the Wasteland's wounds with their lies, then you do as I say. Kill the blue bastard, kill him on sight and bring me his head. You'll earn a large sum of caps. We also need more troops, if you're feeling brave, come to Stable 55 - we have driven all the Alicorns out of the place, it's our new stronghold... at least until we find another place.

"And that was Elder Lockhart with his 'message'. You heard him you silly ponies, get out there and find that blue bastard. Take him down!"

Change.

This Wasteland had the capability to change ponies into monsters. Whether they were good ponies, or bad ponies to begin with, the Wasteland would always find a way to make them worse. They would push so far to achieve one thing, only to soon find themselves meeting their own choices which they had sworn never to meet. The demise of their loved ones, sacrifices of friendship. The Wasteland taught ponies lessons as well as pressuring them with guilt with every choice made.

Suffering and pain. The ponies would suffer because of their own doing, the last memories of their actions before either ending their own life or wandering out into the Wasteland to die and never come back if they lived. And I was one of those ponies. I was suffering under my own shadow, the deeds I had committed and the lives I had taken away within my time out here. Guilt was crawling its way back in. But some of those ponies deserved it, begged for it... Their own reason of living taken away by one shot.

I was close to finding what I had ventured this far for. And this time, I wasn't going to let go - I was going to ensure that our bond would never break apart again. All that stood in my way now, was myself and I wouldn't let my own guilt, my own pain stand in the way of something so close. I hadn't come out here to bottle it up and throw it away, I came out here to achieve what I intended to achieve. Not to help ponies who I didn't know, but to help my friends and myself and to find my sister.

I killed her. Violet, one of my first companions. She had been with me longer than most, and she was loyal. But she was bitter, and bitterness got her nowhere. Her and I never did get along, and if I had spared her life, if I had spoken some sense into her mind, she would have still done something to fuck that all up. I knew her a lot better than some did. She was a patriot among the Steel Rangers, it ran in her blood to be one. And she wouldn't change it. The moment I destroyed Sunnyvale, I destroyed her heart, the small grain of kindness which sat at the bottom of her seemingly black heart. She hated me.