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When an untouched vault is cracked open after over 200 years, the residents inside are faced with the wild and the weird that has become of the humans that survived outside of their walls. 

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Fallout: Blue-Eyed Rattlesnake by red_2017

*Disclaimer: This story contains mature content including violence, severely traumatic events, and themes of survival in a post-apocalyptic world. Reader discretion is advised.* When the bombs turned Texas to ash and ruin, nestled inside a cave of the Palo Duro Canyon stood Vault 97. A place that was supposed to be a safe haven for Daisy Carson. Daisy never asked to wake up one hundred and eighty years after the end of the world - not to find herself a prisoner of Vault 97's twisted project nor to be branded a bounty with secrets on a stolen holotape. When she escapes, battered and chained, she crosses paths with a lone ghoul - a wandering gunslinger who drifts between the crosses of dead churches and the neon bones of old towns across the vast wasteland, rosary rattling like the warning of a viper. He claims he wants the bounty on her head. He claims he's just another survivor trying to get paid. But campfires crack open old wounds, and every prayer whispered into the wasteland binds them tighter than the chains they share. Together they carve a bloody trail from the rotting slave pens of New Amarillo to the ghost ranches of Mercy - a place where family and faith were all that mattered - and from the Texas wasteland down to the Mexican badlands.

Fallout: America's Second Dawn by deathkill

When the bombs fell, the world burned. But deep beneath Hawai'i, the Enclave sealed away its last hope for America's future. Cryo pods froze soldiers, scientists, and families - waiting for the day the world could be reclaimed. Two hundred years later, the doors of Vault 247 hiss open. The Commander is dead, and the burden of leadership falls on his second-in-command: a soldier who never expected to carry the weight of rebuilding a nation. But the wasteland outside is not empty. Tribes fight for scraps. Raiders carve kingdoms from ruins. Ghouls cling to the shattered pride of a long-dead navy. And ruling Pearl Harbor is a warlord so powerful that even the Enclave's might cannot match him... yet. To survive, the new Commander must unite his people, awaken the Vault's ancient AI, and decide what kind of America they will build. Hard but fair. Loyal but ruthless. Patriots in a world that has forgotten what the word means. The Second Dawn has come. 🌅 But freedom has a price.

Code: 213 by BlackAmiraWritesBack

TEASER: I sit comfortably in my makeshift shelter, planning my next voyage to the surface. Faint footsteps above ground snap me out of my thought. I silently reached to my loaded gun, an SKO Shorty, and carefully pulled back the hammer. I silently crept up the unstable metal stairs, aiming my gun at the door at the top. The heavy metal door creaked. Something was behind it. The door pushes open to reveal a man. A human. He slowly reaches into his pocket and pulls out a crinkled yellow paper. I grab the note, while lowering my gun. I look up only to find the man gone. I unfold the paper. It's hard to make out the words in red ink with the dim lighting of the sewer tunnel. Eventually, I'm able to decipher, "34.0522' N, 118.2437' W". Coordinates. At the bottom of the note, scribbled out in black in, there's one phrase. "Code: 213" *Please note this story includes graphic depictions of blood and violence. This story may not be suitable for all audiences.

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Callidus Rising | Complete ✔️ | Book 1 by JAChaffin

[COMPLETED] •Being revised... AGAIN (Progress: Intro-Chap. 3)• "We're going back... Understand? There are more threats out here than we anticipated, and they're all after you-" Lukas' voice erupted into static and chunks... I glared at the man in all black as the light continued to beam and blind me. Without my glasses it was actually painful. And then there was silence. My bare feet hit the metal floor of wherever we had jumped to, and I put my hand up to shield my eyes from the vicious attack of bright light. Not again." Alexi Callidus is living in a post-apocalyptic world... In the 25th Century. The year is 2470. She's been surviving on her own for 4 years and 8 months inside the same building with her only companion without seeing the sun. 5 years after the brutal unexplained murder of her family. 7 years after the genetic disaster of "GASP". 7 years and 4 months after the War of Nations. Everything seems to be barren and empty... But if her super old sci-fi movies didn't teach her that looks deceive, nothing will. Technology, before "GASP" (Genetically Altered Soldiers Program) and the War of Nations, was insane. You could be teleported in the blink of an eye, or healed from a once fatal injury in days. With the majority of the population infected with a viral genetic plague, almost any of the survivors could access this technology... Including Alexi. When a simple quest for survival turns into a journey of a lifetime, will Alexi be able to survive the weight of the gruesome truth when she finally uncovers it? Will our heroine be able to fade into the background and live a quiet life of cunning? Or burst into flames in a sudden blaze of tragedy? -Callidus Rising- •This book's sequel is in progress (Curing Revolution) Highest Ranks: •#1 "secretsocieties" •#1 "armageddon" •#2 "famine" •#2 "plague" •#3 "explorer" •#4 "genetic-engineering" •#5 "artificial intelligence" Com

The hellhound in New Vegas by DennisPanting

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War for Change by Colby101001

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