"Ready or not, life's coming for you. So you better stand up now or lie down and die." - Nathaniel Forger
The dust tickled his nose as he stirred to life. Smacking his lips he investigated his surroundings. He appeared to be in the old dusty shack he'd been in before. Dusting himself off Nate got to his feet and breathed in deeply. He was about to jump to the conclusion that he was dead when Marshal walked in through the did.
Rushing to him, Marshal helped Nate to his feet. "What the heck happened?" Marshal questioned Nate.
Scratching his head Nate replied, "I don't remember, how close to the Vault are we?"
"Well when you disappeared I went scouting and you'll pleased to know that it's just over the hill."
Slapping Marshal on the back he stepped towards the door. "Are you ready?" Nate grinned.
"Let's hunt us some Paladins," Marshal said, hefting his gun.
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Fallout: After-Effect
FanfictionNOTE: I IN NO WAY, SHAPE OR FORM OWN FALLOUT. IT IS OWNED BY BETHESDA SOFTWORKS. Three years after the events of Fallout: New Vegas two brothers must survive in the savage riddled wasteland of the former state of Utah.
