(being rewritten) A new land (fallout and the Dragon princes Crossover)

a secret and a spark (rewritten)

POV 3rd person

Within the scared land between the human kingdoms and Xadia, with in the breach, general Amaya rode atop her horse, stopping at steam bursts from one of the lava vents, she she started up again she scanned the area, she stop getting off her house as she reached a crack in the wall.

Amaya took her helmet off, and went to move closer when her house suddenly backed up, she looked to where the horse was looking and there was three sunfire elves standing there, the middle was the most well dressed, and all three charged, that's when a fourth figured appeared.

He was dressed in battered and beaten elite riot Gear, a bag slung over his shoulder, he stood tall with broad shoulders, he grabbed an unexpecting elf from behind and twisting them around, he pulled out a combat knife and slammed it hard and fast into the chest, they slumped down dead, and the man retrieved his knife, whipping the blood off it, looking at Amaya to see she had dialed with the other two.

Before the man could unclip his helmet the sound of a 4th elf, her armour more refined, he turned to face her, his hand reached for his holster, and pulled out a ranger sequoia, but then the elf charged holding a blade that burned with the sun, the sequoia barrel was cut as the man brought it to bear, the elf kicked him and brought the sword around, he jumped back the blade slicing his armour.

Before he was back on his feet the elf had charged Amaya, Amya dodged the first few swipes, and used her shield to block a downwards strike, but the sword dug into the shield, the man was suddenly on his feet and grabbed the elf by her hips, and dragged her backwards

The gripped his arms around the elf's body, trying to hold her in place, but she headbutted back, the horns shamed the helmet, the man let out a yell as fell backwards grasping to unclip what remained, the cuts from red glass and made some small cuts on his noise and cheeks, his hair was black, with grey on the edges, his face old and covered in scars, one of his eyes was milky, an old gash went over it.

Amaya quickly jumps in with her shield, smashing the around the face, the old man took a deep breath, and jumped back to his feet, smashing a fistnaround the elf's face, but these actions don't slow the elf, the old man signs to Amaya, 'the horse' Amaya nodded, the elf reaches out with one hand to grab the old man but he was shooking fast climbing on the horse after Amaya.

Amaya stopped the horse, forcing the man off it. 'Who are you!' She demanded her hands saying as she signs at him, the old man brushed his hand through hie greying hair, and outstretched his arms. "Amaya!" He declared. "Don't you recognise me? It's me! Edward!"

POV Courier six
"This is a whole new mess," I said rasing a glass. "Now radioactive monsters, weird Robots, actually brains in jars," I quickly chugged the whisky. "But magic? This just a whole new level, like actual dragons and elves?"

The lone wanderer really filled my glass. "It's weird, it's like...when I first left the vault, everything is new, but this time, I'm helping, Messa is....Well she's new, wet behind the ears..."

"Not sure I share that same experience, I was never in a vault, I was never that person," I answered.

"I forget," the lone wanderer said. "we have so much in common, I forgot you weren't there,"

I chuckled. "Gotten use to be that quickly?"

The lone wanderer smiled. "Kindred spirits,"

A bit later

After a bit more catching up, we found the others gathered around the table, talking, we slot in. I'm at one next to Messa while the wanderer was next to Callum. "What's for food?" I asked

"Grub," Callum answered, pushing the food away.

"Cleverly disguised as food!" Lujanne answered.

I've never seen someone push a plat away father then the lone wanderer in that moment. "I'm no stranger to eating it rough, but I'd rather raw radroach then that,"