The world may have "ended" during the Great War, but it wasn't truly over for Jane until she watched her baby get stolen and her husband shot right in front of her, helpless to do anything while locked inside of a cryopod within the doomed Vault 111. She would have nothing else to do except pick up the pieces and do what she could to find her child; and that meant to survive. Waking up a staggering 200+ years later in the year 2287, Jane finds her homeland completely changed and an entire new world ahead of her. Before long she finds herself right in the midst of factions and mini wars, the mounting tensions making it clear: she would have to pick a side. If only certain people (and especially a certain someone) didn't make that so difficult. [THIS STORY IS A FANFICTION BASED ON FALLOUT 4, A GAME CREATED BY BETHESDA. MOST CHARACTERS WILL BE FROM THEIR GAME, BUT THE MAIN CHARACTER AND SOME OTHERS I HAVE CREATED MYSELF, AS WELL AS ALTERING SOME OF THE STORY. KEEP IN MIND THIS IS A FANFICTION, SO I WILL NOT ADHERE PERFECTLY TO TIMELINES/DIALOGUES/ETC. THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE, SEXUAL THEMES, LANGUAGE, GORE, ETC.]
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