He spoke about how wonderful the "Institute" was. I met an old woman and what must have been her daughter. Both were older than I. The older woman gave me an Icon on my Pip-Boy map thingy and teleported me to the old C.I.T. ruins. Weird. I looked around, confused. I unknowingly said "Know can somebody explain to me what in the hell just happened?" Some guy turned the corner with that GOD DAMNED WINGED SYMBOL! I groaned at the sight, whilst Neil, Adam, and some other guy followed him. I heard Adam tel his pals that he saw me as I sat down criss-cross. I played with the grass and flicked my tail, listening to their footsteps. I saw metal feet stop infront of me. I stood up, mustering all my courage. "Whiskey Hotel Oscar Tango Hotel Echo Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo Alpha Romeo Echo Yankee Oscar Uniform?" I saw his confusion, and Neil's wheezing laughter. "Alpha Whiskey, Tango Hotel Echo Lima India Tango Tango Lima Echo Bravo Alpha Bravo Yankee Delta Oscar Echo Sierra November Tango Uniform November Delta Echo Romeo Sierra Tango Alpha November Delta Papa Hotel Oscar Tango Echo Tango India Charlie?" His friend face palmed. "Your are the master! Only Skylar would use Phonetic in a normal conversation!" Neil exclaimed. Adam screamed "I TOLD YOU SO!" I was personally struggling to hold in a laugh. The man muttered "Ohhh" and I could see him struggle to translate what I said. He glared at me and I fell to the ground, rolling and laughing out my lungs. I wheezed and wiped tears from my eyes. My ears had flattened to my head and I hit the ground with a fist. I had to hold my stomach. He kicked me, and yes it did hurt like hell, but I still chuckled a little bit. I caught my breath and laid there for a moment. I opened my eyes and stood up, quickly holding my stomach where he kicked me. I winced, then began to limp away. I saw the guy in the trench coat from before. He looked at my limping and the people behind me. his voice was cold and kinda robotic."Yo! What's it been my home-slice, like an hour?" "Are you being chased, ma'am?" I looked behind me, then back at him dramatically. "NOOOOO. TOTALLY not being chased. They're just following me to Narnia!" "Sarcasm noted." I gave him an unamused glare, then told him "Please don't kill them. Just... Help me please... Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo India November Golf hurts... Metal asshole kicked me..." He looked at me, then at the patrol behind me. He handed me a stimpack, which I thanked him for and used. "Yo Kyle, is it okay if I give you a hug? I'm one of those touchy-feely people but I understand if you don't like people touching you. Hence, me asking." He just looked at me. "F it." I hugged him and he just stood there. I pulled away and he just gave me a blank look. "Why did you call me Kyle?" I sighed. "Kyle Bro-floski. Play on words... And a T.V. Reference... Uncultured swine..." Was all I could tell him. "Well I will most likely see you again ma'am." He then teleported away somehow. Weird. I walked Into the ruins as the sun stared to fall. I did not want to be outside at night, especially somewhere I don't know. So I hid in a room on the top floor and fell asleep.
Hey peeps! I'm gonna need to ask you something. Which way should the story turn!? Should the Brotherhood find a way to charm our hero or will the institute get her first? Also, Sorry I've been, like, dead. I've been writing a bunch of drafts for others stories, all of which are complete bullshit. And sorry the chapter's a bit short, I need to know which faction you want Sky to join! And Comment the coded parts if you figure them out! Cya later!
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Fallout Of War
ActionWhen you wake up after the war, your in a dream. no, your in hell. This is the story of you and your misadventures in the wastes.