Fallout: Crimson Legion Vol.1

Chapter 19: Dreams

   It has been a week since Alan had lead the invasion into Florida. This was only due to the fact that Alan wanted to let the wounded heal and the soldiers rest due to the heavy fighting. The Raiders were so disorganized that it would take them weeks to form a decent defensive line against them. The invasion had hit them harder than they first thought. Four out of the seven Raider commanders were dead and two more wounded.

It was currently night time and Alan was tired after checking the defenses along with the wounded. He entered the room he picked as his and fell onto his bed, dead asleep before his head hit the pillow. His eyes snapped open and found himself standing. It didn't take long before he realized that he was dreaming. He looked around, but only saw what looked like stars in the distance. He felt arms wrap around his neck and heard a ghostly whisper that said, "I'm coming home. Find me among the stars and free me from my icy prison." He spun around and saw a black figure with no defined features before jerking awake in cold sweat.

Alan stood up and looked out the window only to see it was still dark. He sighed and looked around his room until stopping on a guitar in the corner. With no hope of going back to sleep, Alan grabbed the guitar and headed to the roof. Once there he sat on the edge of the roof and slowly played a simple tune. He was pretty rusty but knew he could still play pretty well. He looked up at the stars as he slowly played Far Away by some band called Nickleback. He had heard it from some old CDs he found among his father's old stuff back at the vault. He didn't notice a pair of eyes glaring at him from the darkness of the stairwell as he silently sung along.

Alan blinked in surprise as the sun sent its violent rays into his eyes and looked around him. He quickly got up and put the guitar back in his room. He most have been so out of it that he played through the whole night without realizing it. Oddly he didn't feel tired at all as he strapped on his weapons. He stopped to admire the two swords he had took and silently read the names he'd ingraved onto each blade. The blade that rested near his right side was named Oblivion and the left was named Retribution.

Alan climbed aboard an APC along side his team before it took off towards the Raider's line. Within minutes they were there and were gunning them down before they could open fire. The Raiders that were left tried to flee but were gunned down before making it two yards. Alan and his troops climbed out of their APCs before quickly clearing the small town of Raiders. The Armored Cores and other Infantry Cores continued on while the 15th AIC followed behind to mop up any that the rest missed.

As Alan's 15th AIC was follow up behind the other companies, they heard over the radio that the remaining enemy commanders were dead and some of the Raiders had surrendered. Alan smiled as the rest cheered and quickly got in contact with command. He pressed the button on his headset and said, "Send in a Vertibird with the satellite and send the prototype Vertibird with it as a bodyguard." Alan then turned around and lead his troops to the old NASA launch site, which was already secured by the 21st Infantry Core. After waiting a hour, Alan could hear the sound of rotor blades and walked outside of the command center. Alan watched the engineers as they quickly got the satellite onto a rocket that they brought in from an old missile sole. Once this satellite goes up they'll be able to reconnect to the other satellites still in orbit.