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I began to delve into the never-ending abyss before us all. I kept glancing back at my companions, making sure they were behind me. The walls were covered in broken, grey tiles and also some had wires running along the tops. Not in a straight line, but a bendy path. Some of the wires were even torn and handing from the walls they were hung upon. The road was covered in large dusty piles of rubble, which we of course had to climb over in order to get to the other side. They weren’t so big that they were blocking the road; they were just big enough for the path. My light as usual only allowed some of the path to be seen, but the warning we were given by the mysterious buck really made not only my companions but also me more cautious.

I did have a bit of trouble breathing due to the claustrophobia, but it’s something I get used to. We ventured onwards, before reaching what seemed to be the bottom. The road went flat and now, a small amount of light was seen from the top of the tunnel. Small beams of dim lights were lined across the top, some flickering and also some not bright at all. It did give off some light, but I doubt it was to last.

“Hold up.” I placed a wing out in front of my companions, wincing slightly from the slight pinch of pain. “I’m going to check ahead.” I began to walk ahead, before entering a large room where there were now two roads. This showed that there were two tunnels, one leading to Manehattan and the other leading somewhere south. I looked at the roads, all cracked and chipped. I noticed the room’s lights were flicking violently as they lay upon the roof of the cylinder type room. I felt dust fall onto me, and a small hole was within the ceiling, allowing some light from the outside world in. But it surely wasn’t enough.

I felt a soft, chilly breeze drift against me. I shivered slightly, before looking over to Crystal and the others with a nod as a sign of it being safe. They slowly walked into the large room to where I was standing, glancing up at the tiled roof. I heard Violet chuckle.

“Like the stallion on that message said, we aren’t going to be safe down here. We’re bound to run into something dangerous, and we can only hope that it’s not Hellhounds.” Violet spoke, sounding irritated, “come on, what are you waiting for?! Let’s get a move on.” She pushed me aside, walking ahead and observing the room we were in.

As we did continue, the stench of rotten flesh soon passed my muzzle. I gagged slightly, before hearing a blood curdling roar echo in the distance. I quickly looked in the direction it was coming from, until I saw a silhouette of a Pony stand on top of a small wreckage and roar at the top of its lungs. I walked closer slowly as it stared down at us, its blood red eyes now coming into vision along with its rotten, mangled skin and oozing black blood leaking from the holes that had been torn within its skin. He then roared yet again, before jumping down and running towards me like a rabid creature. These were Ghouls, not like the ones we saw back in Ghoulshire, these were Feral. These had lost their minds to the madness that had consumed them.

I then heard a roar of gunfire, as I noticed the Ghoul get torn in mid-air. I looked back at Violet, seeing smoke drifting from the front of her Minigun. I looked back at the Ghoul seeing a chunky, bloody mess, covered in guts and the jaw torn off completely. I cringed at this, imagining the pain that it must have felt – yet with the madness corrupting the thing, I don’t think it feels anything other than rage. I heard a roaring crowd of Ghouls over the wreckage before seeing through the wreckage a large group of them coming towards us, some even glowing with a sickly green color which lit up the area around it.

I readied myself for combat, trying to line my Combat Shotgun up with one of the Ghouls. As one leaped over the wreckage, drooling the thick black bile from its crooked jaw, I managed to send shells into it, tearing it apart instantly watching its blood and black matter spray onto me and the wreckage above. I glanced away, feeling sorry for the soul that was once a Pony. I couldn’t help but develop guilt within my head, before inhaling deeply and flying up, groaning in pain from my wings and aiming at the small army charging towards us.

“Tornado, get down!” Crystal screamed, “They’re going to get you.” This made me glance back, looking at the rather…beautiful mare, carrying the medical saddle bag. I shook my head, still looking at her.

“We have to clea…“ I then felt something bite me into the neck. With that I groaned and tightly closed my eyes, before falling from the wreckage and landing onto my back. I held the wound tightly, letting the blood flow from under my hoof. I heard the raging gunfire from Violet’s Minigun, and the echoing booms of Dodge’s revolver.

“Dammit Tornado, Crystal warned you!” Dodge spoke sounding irritated, looking down at me with a glare before turning back and tightening the grip on the Revolver in his jaws. He sent rounds at the Ghouls, all I heard was flesh being ripped apart and the dying screams of the damned. I sat up, coughing slightly, before feeling Crystal lay me down.

“I-I mus…“ But Crystal stopped me from speaking anymore. I felt her hoof touch my lips, before hearing a shush come from her. I looked up into her eyes, feeling myself grow weaker and weaker by the second, but she just smiled softly as the gunfire in the background was echoing off of the walls.

“You’ll be okay.” Crystal spoke softly, before wrapping a magic bandage around my neck, not too thick. But thick enough to heal my wound, “the bile should be taken out within a few hours – though, you’ll feel weak for an hour or two.” She stroked my mane and then helped me onto my hooves. I felt dizzy, but I could stand at least.

KABOOM!!

A sudden green, glowing wave was knocked away, taking the wreckage with it. I fell over, fortunately pulling Crystal with me, Violet and Dodge already on the floor. I then noticed the body of the now slowly fading, glowing green Ghoul had been broken to pieces. It was as if it was shot and then exploded. I also noticed the Ghouls around it also dead and in pieces. I heard more of the wrenching roars in the distance of the tunnels – there were more of them, I didn’t know how far away…all I knew was they were there.

“Well that wasn’t as clean as I’d hoped it would be!” Dodge placed his Stetson back into place. He looked towards Violet, seeing all the black, sickly goo all over her. He let out a mocking chuckle, “Violet, you’ve got some...stuff on you.”

“Yeah, whatever you say, Dodge.” Violet didn’t seem to care, all she did was swipe it off of her coat before walking through the wreckage cautiously and then reaching the other side, I slowly walked my way seeing my whole world spin around me slightly. I kept going, before slowly squeezing through the wreckage before falling out onto the other side. I noticed Dodge’s hooves pass me, before seeing Crystal’s stop at me.

“Come on Tornado, get up.” She said softly, slowly lifting me up. I coughed lightly, “hopefully the bandages will do you some good.” Violet and Dodge were walking ahead, looking at the long, wide tunnel ahead. It lead into nothing but darkness, toxic irradiated clouds filled the path, therefore preventing us from even walking into there. I could tell because some fumes were coming into here, my PipBuck began to click.

Tick, tick, tick, tick!

“W-we can’t go this way.” I weakly explained, “w-w-we have to go around, the radiation ahead will kill us instantly – and no doubt it’ll be painful.” I actually found myself spitting blood out from the bite from earlier, while Violet huffed.

“He has a point, Miss Violet. I mean those fumes could kill us instantly, and if they didn’t kill us…who knows what could lurk in there.” Dodge glanced at her, “there’s got to be a maintenance tunnel of some sort we can use.” Crystal made sure that I stayed on my legs, as I felt a leg gently wrap around me. I noticed it was Crystals, before staring down at the cracked, blackened road. I did feel a small blush press onto my cheeks.

“Tornado’s in some pain - please slow down you two.” I heard her elegant, silky like voice speak. I closed my eyes, feeling the bandaging taking effect. It burnt at first, due to the wound slowly closing up, but it did feel slightly warm as the pain started to fade away.

“Okay – just keep up!” Violet exclaimed, before looking around the whole room. “Okay, I think I see a platform. Tornado, come closer.” I knew I was her personal light bulb. I inhaled a sigh, before weakly walking closer to a degrading, crumbling bridge above the two roads, just above the tunnel that lead into the toxins. I stared at the bridge, noticing deep cracks beneath it and looking around. I knew it was the only way we could go, so we had no choice.

I began to make my way up the chipped and broken staircase, trying to avoid the holes within each step. I noticed bones scattered along some stairs, before reaching the top and seeing a bloody, mutilated corpse lying at the top of the stairs. I tried to pass it, but I couldn’t help but feel pity for it. I looked over to my companions who were still on the road below.

“Come on, this is the only way we can go.” I nodded to them, before seeing them make their way to the stairs; I rotated around to stare down at them. “Just be careful, the stairs are uneven.” Crystal was the first to slowly make her way up the stairs; her horn glowed slightly so if she was to fall, she’d be able to save herself from the damage. When she arrived at the top next to me, she turned to Dodge and Violet.

“I’ll help you.” She simply said, slowly wrapping a sapphire colored aura around Dodge. It built a secure protection barrier around him; she couldn’t do it in combat. But in a calm state, she was able to prevent injury from falling. Dodge slowly walked up the stairs, trying to avoid all the holes before reaching the top and gagging at the body that was there. The aura was removed and then wrapped around Violet, but Violet used her own telekinesis to shove Crystal’s magic out of her.

“No, I can do it myself.” Violet grunted, irritated before slowly climbing the stairs. Her armor was rattling slightly, as she struggled to reach the top. She nearly did fall, as the stairs began to crumble beneath her hooves. She quickly made her way up, actually reaching the top, before continuing ahead.

I followed Violet, before taking the lead and walking ahead weakly. Crystal sighed to herself, as she wanted me to stay back. But I couldn’t, I had to check what was ahead. I began to hear mumbles behind me yet again, it did sound Crystal and Dodge again. My ear flicked in irritation, but I didn’t want to interrupt anything. I slowly made my way across the bridge, hearing the stone beneath my hooves crumble softly. I suddenly stopped, waiting for anymore noises, Violet and my companions stopped behind me.

“What’s the hold up!?” Violet grunted, I glanced back at her. I shook my head slowly in a way of saying, ‘Wait here’.

“Just wait here. I’m going to check the path ahead.” I began to slowly walk across the bridge, still hearing the mumbles of Dodge and Crystal behind me. They echoed, but I couldn’t hear anything from what they were saying. I sighed and then reached the end of the bridge not long after, seeing a terminal by a metal door. The terminal glowed an aluminous green color, the metal door rusted and slightly blackened from the fumes below. I felt the warm, toxic fumes slowly seep through the cracks. I glanced back at my companions before waving the arm with my PipBuck on. At that moment they raced towards me, they had to hurry or the fumes would kill us all.

“T-Tornado, the fumes are coming through the cracks!” Crystal panicked, glancing left right and center, “hurry up with the door.” I tried to hack the terminal, but it denied access. I cursed at the top of my lungs, and attempted again. Dodge tried bucking the door, but it was no good.

“Celestia dammit, we’re going to die!” Dodge bucked the door yet again, adding more force. I tried entering a code, yet again being denied access to the terminal. I started to cough rapidly; it was caused by the fumes irradiated gases that penetrated the throat and lungs, causing them to dry up.

“Oh fuck it!” I bucked the terminal, it sparked with a violent crackling electric current before the door opened, (surprisingly). I then sprinted through the door, feeling the weight of all of my companions pushing against me before falling with them landing on top of me. I soon felt the fumed beginning to leak into the room, with that I shoved my companions off of me, before reaching the terminal on this side of the wall. As I entered it, the only option was, close door. I selected it and with that, the door closed with a loud bang, preventing any more of the growing fumes from reaching us.

“We can’t go back now, even if we wanted to.” I spoke as I caught my breath back, looking down at them. My companions were beginning to lift themselves up. The room was a slightly wider corridor, lights running across the bottom giving us some light to light up our way. The floor was grated, rusty and black with burns. It was as if a Pony flamed their way through this room.

At this given moment, another vision of my sister triggered. I saw her running down the corridor, all the way to the end before fading. These visions were leading me, not haunting me, but leading me. If I followed, I would find her. Hopefully. I found myself staring down the corridor, thinking of what could be in the next room at the end of the corridor. I heard a voice call for me, but I didn’t pay attention to it.

“Tornado?” I heard Crystal’s voice call softly, “Tornado, we go straight ahead right?” That was a rhetorical question. The answer was obviously yes, I slowly began to walk ahead, wanting to get as close as I could. I began to pick up the pace, before trotting swiftly towards the door at the end of the corridor. I then stopped at the door, staring at the rust it had gathered over the years.

I felt something shake me, before glancing back and seeing Crystal. This made me smile, but I turned away preparing to open the door. I had to guess what could lie ahead, I hoped for Ghouls. Easy to kill, even in large numbers. I took a deep breath, before unlocking the seal on the door and watching it open with a loud screech. It revealed yet another large tunnel, a metal staircase leading downwards onto the walkway next to the road. Stone barriers scattered along the road as if there were some struggle, some skeletons and fresh corpses scattered along the floor. Some broken weapons were scattered on the floor too, pieces of guns completely wrecked. There were some dangling lights, glowing the area up. The light was dim, but it provided the light we needed.

Something didn’t feel right though. The silence, the lack of activity, the dead bodies. Something made me feel unsure about this place, something that I had no choice of going into. It was too late to turn back; we had no choice but to continue. I slowly trotted my way down the stairs, hearing them clank as each step was taken. When I reached the bottom, I glanced to my companions nodding at them.

As they made their way down, I kept my eyes on them to ensure they were okay. By the time Violet got down, she had a saddened expression on her face. She turned to me with the frown and looked me in the eyes.

“These poor souls, they tried to escape. The skeletons were not safe from the radiation that was blown through here, and the freshly killed ones looked like they struggled their way through – unfortunately not making it.” She walked ahead onto the road, at that given moment my PipBuck softly clicked. Radiation was in the air, not a lot of it, but if we stayed too long, it would kill us for sure.

“Radiation? We haven’t got too long.” Dodge spoke out, looking at the device on my leg. He followed Violet onto the road and with that so did I. I stayed with Crystal, following Violet as she cautiously trotted across the large spread of road. A sign above a tunnel to the right of us was a green color, with white text. It was rusty and was hanging off of the tunnel entrance slightly.

The sign read: THE SOUTH, Sunnyvale 60 miles, Flower Berry Gardens 63 miles.

The path inside the tunnel was filled with the same black toxic gas. Fortunately for us, it was further into the tunnel. It was the way we were planning to go, but unfortunately the path was not possible to venture down. As we did continue across the road, we found ourselves by a large, steel door. Yet again covered in rust and even blood. Even some ponies had written with their blood as if they were being tortured. One survivor warning those who may venture onwards. The blood was dried on, like paint that had just finished drying. Some spots were still wet, but most of it was dry.

The message stated: No help, no hope – The Omega Mountains are this way, but be weary of where you venture, as danger lies ahead.

I opened the door, slowly beginning to walk down the small and claustrophobic corridor. No light down this way, my PipBuck produced enough light to light up our way, as I started to have problems with my breathing. I tried to stay calm, trying to fight off the rising anxiety. I tried to think optimistically, but the anxiety was too strong, I just had to ignore it for now. But something did help me take it off my mind, something horrid. Another Ghouls wretched roar was heard from down the corridor.

“More of them?” Crystal’s elegant voice was heard behind me, as I saw her stand next to me. I heard Violet snicker as she spoke. I also noticed Violet slowly push ahead before standing in front of me.

“Didn’t you listen to the Pony’s warning from earlier? That mysterious buck warned us about what may lie ahead, so this is probably the least of our worries.” And oh boy it was. I saw a pair of glowing, irradiated green eyes in the darkness. I heard Dodge mumble something, before glancing at him. I wanted him to answer me.

“We’ve got Hellhounds.” Dodge sounded like he regretted what he said, before placing the revolver back into his jaws, “those strong bastards can pack a punch, or should I say a slash?” Violet glanced back at us all.

“What the hell are they doing back here?!” Crystal gasped; Violet snickered yet again as if it was nothing. I think I do remember seeing one of these beasts back in Stable 55’s tunnels. But now it had us in its sights, we were going to die. Or at least possibly were.

“I think it’s obvious, the Enclave drove them down here.” She slowly walked forward. I tried to stop her, but I couldn’t. I just decided to follow her slowly and so did my companions. As the large monstrous hound came into vision, its obsidian colored fur stood out, its claws as sharp as razors with stained blood on it from its last victim. It showed its teeth, some were crooked and its mouth leaking with drool and the teeth were yellowed from the lack of cleansing.

It didn’t seem hostile right now, at least for now. Violet was about to go hostile but Crystal and I slowly made our way ahead. I began staring into its sickly green eyes, as I felt it stare back into mine. My eyes slowly drifted over to Crystal, who was observing this certain Hellhound.

“Get back!” Dodge hissed, “it’ll kill you both!” Though, I ignored the comment he made and continued to observe the Hellhound as it stood taller than anypony in the entire Wasteland. I felt Violet try and pull me back using her magic; I tried to refuse the aura that was pulling me before giving in and stumbling back.

“I don’t think it wants to hurt us.” Crystal softly whispered. I noticed it raise a claw, this is when I panicked. I looked to Crystal in worry, as I was scared it would hurt her. But she continued observing it.

“What are you talking about?!” Violet sounded irritated, “it’s a fucking Hellhound, of course it wants to hurt us – now get back!” Violet wasn’t helping at all. My anxiety grew even more by the second before I stared to get angry. I wanted to try and prevent the Hellhound from making contact with her.

“Crystal, get away from it.” I looked to Crystal, trying to stay calm. “Crystal!!” I yelled. This was a terrible mistake; the Hellhound looked back at me, raising a claw to attack me with. I then saw a spray of bullets get unleashed upon the Hellhound; the Hellhound stumbled back and was trying to cover its face.

I quickly pulled Crystal back, falling onto my back and with her falling onto me. She squirmed in my grip; I stared up at the Hellhound as Dodge walked ahead unleashing his Revolver ammo upon the Hellhound.

“No, it wasn’t showing any harm!” Crystal squirmed even more; I squeezed her, before rolling and then getting up onto my hooves. I held her down on the floor to prevent her from getting close to it, before unleashing my Combat Shotgun rounds upon the Hellhound.

BANG, BANG!!

The Hellhound came back, swiping for me. I fell after feeling the very tip of the claw swipe across my chest, it tore into my Stable 30 jacket, I was trying to save the Power Armor for later but I was getting close to having no choice but to wear it. The Hellhound kept one claw across its face, as each of the bullets that were flung towards it made contact with its skin. I saw the skin ripple behind the fur, before puncturing it and entering into it. The Hellhound grew weaker as more of the shots were being pressed onto it.

“Tornado, get Crystal somewhere safe!” Dodge exclaimed as he helped Violet, I stopped firing and glanced at him confused.

“Where?!” He pointed passed the Hellhound, I sighed as he did before lifting her onto my back. I then managed to squeeze passed the Hellhound, hearing the echoing gunfire behind me. I reached the door at the end of the room, before opening it and seeing myself in a darkened control room. It was a large console room, a control panel to the right of me, sparking with electricity. Many wooden crates stacked upon each other in corners that were covered with splintered wood. Rusted chains were scattered across the floor, along with the wires that powered this room. The gunfire ended instantly, making me glance back. But I saw nothing. No Hellhound, no Dodge or Violet. Were they going another way around? Were they going to clear the rest of the path behind us before following? Whatever they were doing, the last thing I’d want is for them to abandon us. As I continued, the door closed and Crystal hopped off of my back, she kept silent and glanced away from me.

“It wasn’t going to attack us.” She spoke softly, as I walked through the control room, “how could you just attack it like that?!” She turned to me, showing anger. I am not sure how she felt sorry for it, in fact the thing stood taller than all of us and was about to attack us.

“I had no choice, Crystal. I’m sorry.” I sighed and walked closer to her. She turned away from me, before I sighed contently and stroked her mane. “I didn’t want it to hurt you.”

“But if it was going to, it would have done it once it had seen us. I know this Wasteland more than you ever could. I was born in this world, you were born in the arms of safety, and I wasn’t!” She hastily looked at me, before snarling slightly. Oh great, I pissed her off again or more like we pissed her off.

“Look, it was going to attack you either way! I saw it; it was raising its claw!” I then heard a banging from the room ahead. This made me glance towards where the sound came from; I slowly walked towards the small door, before opening it and seeing a large storage room. This room was full of different boxes, with chains lying upon the floor.

As I slowly entered the room, I saw the beginning statement from the door that we all saw. No help, no hope. It was written all over the walls in blood, the sound of growling and heavy steps were heard in the distance, before a Hellhound came into vision. This one, definitely lethal. It charged at Crystal and I, before changed to my Zebra Rifle and targeted it in S.A.T.S. I locked onto its limbs, and then onto the torso before unleashing the incendiary burst of ammunition (at this point, I found out that I still had a small portion of ammo left in the gun). The flame started and then quickly flashed across its body as it roared in agony. I watched it collapse in agony before falling dead.

I heard the ammo of Crystal’s Assault Rifle get unleashed upon one of the Hellhound, hearing it growl in agony. I looked towards it, seeing it stumble back and then charge to her. I quickly unleashed another burst shot upon the Hellhound, watching the flame start and spread across its body in a matter of seconds. I wanted to save the small amount of ammo left, so I switched to my Rifle this time. It was a slightly weaker weapon, but it did the damage needed to take something down.

As I glanced at Crystal, I noticed her quickly making her way around a huge stack of boxes. I felt myself gasp, before following her quickly and ran after her. As I did reach her, she darted herself up a staircase that lead onto a rusty balcony. As soon as I made contact with the balcony, I felt the frame of it screech as I felt the frame of it shake slightly. It made me nearly topple over, but Crystal did the smart thing and slowly made her way across. I glanced over the railing, seeing hordes of Hellhounds below in the storage room.

“Tornado, come on!” I heard her hiss softly, she tried not to make a sound as she knew these Hellhounds were vicious. I slowly followed her, hearing the metal slowly withering away. It could fall at any given moment, though I tried not to worry about it. I tried to keep close to her, but the more weight placed onto the metal, the more of a chance it could break apart.

“Easy…” I mumbled to myself, as I looked at the rusted, dusty metal below me. Again, another screech was heard from the rusty bolts that held it together. I winced, as it screeched against my ear. I quickly trotted by her, hearing a bolt shoot out, with that, it made a loud bang and unfortunately for us, it caught the attention of the Hellhounds. They glanced up at us. This wasn’t good.

Another loud bang was heard from the decaying metal below us, I quickly hurried, hearing Crystal’s soft gasp behind me. The bang was now so loud, that the balcony behind us began to crumble and fall, crushing some of the Hellhounds making their way up the stairs. I saw the bloody mess below the grating, before the balcony started to collapse.

“Run!” Crystal quickly darted across the rusted metal, as I followed her closely making sure we didn’t split up. The collapsing metal was getting closer, as I sometimes felt myself nearly drop down onto the concrete floor below. She was running faster than me, I knew I could fly, but I couldn’t abandon her at any cost.

“Oh shit!” I screamed as I nearly fell to my impending doom. But as I did fall, I felt Crystal grab me with her telekinesis. I was in mid-air, seeing the balcony had fallen and also noticing the Hellhounds who tried to reach us, dead in a pool of blood. She sighed to herself as she lifted me onto the other side.

“Try and keep up next time.” She released me; I landed on my hooves nodding to her with my thanks. All she did was continue onwards down the dark hallway, my PipBuck barely lit up the room, but I did happen to check my PipBuck for the amount of ammo in my Zebra Rifle. Thirty rounds remaining. Somehow, I swear I had less. But where were Violet and Dodge? Did they run off?!

As I did follow Crystal, we reached a locked, wooden door. Crystal used her telekinesis to pick the lock within it, before pushing it open and revealing a small communications room. Strange, a small storage facility within a transportation tunnel containing a room like this. Either way, I looked around the small concrete room; a large computer stood at the back, while a small window and a radio system with wires connected to the computer was on top of the desk it laid on.

There was a strange, glowing orb on top of the desk. Crystal instantly recognized it and levitated it in the air, observing it as if she was double checking it.

“It’s a memory orb, Tornado. You’re the one capable of seeing visions; could you maybe look into this?” Crystal questioned. Of course, I nodded with regret. I knew there was no choice, but I glanced into it before feeling myself within a new body.

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I saw myself within this exact room, feeling a horn on my head. No wings. It felt odd, but it was something I had to force myself to get used to. I saw my sister, wearing Enclave armor and preparing to leave the room. I felt my host brew tears within the eyes, staring at Cyclone who was grabbing all the ammo and weaponry she could. Heavy artillery and troops were heard outside of the room as if this used to be a base.

“Cyclone, you don’t have to go do you?” My host whispered. Well I knew it was a stallion, I felt him slowly walk up to her as she glanced at him. She was brewing tears in her eyes, not tears of sadness. But tears of love. And regret. “The Enclave is using you, you know that!”

“That’s why I’m leaving. That’s why I’m refusing to go to the siege of Sunnyvale.” She turned away, grabbing Healing Potions and prototypes of the recently crafted medicine, Stimpacks. “If anypony asks, tell them I died. Tell them that I was gunned down, I don’t want anypony to follow me!”

“Where are you going?!” My host was growing worried, as he took a step closer. She turned to him with a soft, loving smile. Though tears were in her eyes.

“First stop is Manehattan, and then I’ll be heading to Sunnyvale to aid the Rangers and civilians in combat.” She explained with a morbid accent, it’s like she knew she would die if she tried to oppose the Enclave. “I’ve heard my brother somehow got out of Stable 30; if he comes this way, do not tell him where I was going. Got it?! I can’t bear to lose him!”

“R-roger, I’ll just assume he looks like you.” As he said that, Cyclone nodded. She turned away, inhaling a few saddened sniffles. “And Cyclone?” She glanced at him with a nod of understanding.

“Yes Aqua?” She turned to him with a smile; he took a step closer to her. I felt a blush spark on my host’s cheeks.

“I love you, just take care.” She giggled lightly at this. Before looking at him with a soft smile, still with tears hanging in her eyes.

“I love you too, Aqua, I will. Or I’ll try.” I then noticed Cyclone move in; I felt her lips touch my hosts. Yuck! First, I felt like I kissed my own sister and second I’d never thought she’d have a side of her like this, since she was with the Enclave and all. Something from that memory shocked me, not the kiss or the fact she was with the Enclave. But that she actually planned to help the faction she despised.

Personally I didn’t think she would. But now that I had an idea of where she was headed, the only thing that concerned me was how much time I had to reach her. Maybe if I was fast enough or took a shortcut, I’d be able to find her before she’d get herself killed. From what I had gathered, that memory was only a few days old at least. So I still had time to find her.

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Footnote: Level up!

New perk: Nine Lives, your HP has been raised by 30% but in result of this, your Agility has been decreased by 10% making you run slower than usual.

Current level: 12

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