War. War never changes.

That's what the locals like to say. Having lived among them, I see no reason to disagree.

This used to be a peaceful place. People lived their everyday life. They went to their jobs. They had dinner with their families back at home. They had fun with their friends. They visited shops, or posted things on MyStable. There was a bazillion things to do. Life was good.

Unfortunately, few realized that this good life demanded a steady influx of resources. Resources that were not infinite.

And one fateful day, people discovered that they would run out of said resources very soon. The world was teetering on the edge of an energy crisis.

Alas, the locals have a bad tendency of not being able to come to compromise when facing crises like this. Their historical records prove it.

Tensions rose between the lands. Every ruler tried to get their hands on as many of natural resources as they could at the expense of everybody else. The means of beating opponents at this dangerous political game changed gradually. At first, it was discreet sabotage and theft. Then everyone started hiring mercenaries to fight for them, so as to maintain plausible deniability. Later, open conflicts began. The world descended into madness. No one wanted peace; all geopolitical players wanted to remain the sole winner who takes all.

In the end, two strongest superpowers, in their desperate attempts to destroy each other, unleashed weapons the likes of which my kind has never known.

Nuclear bombs.

Both sides took casualties in untold thousands; whole cities burned under the unforgiving heat and crumbled before shockwaves. The destruction was insurmountable. None of rival superpowers survived the apocalypse. The government of this land collapsed, and society descended into total anarchy.

Before that, many men, women and children flocked into enormous underground shelters known as "Vaults", hoping to survive the possible Armageddon; but what they discovered upon climbing out of them was irradiated lands with dangerous mutated creatures and people who lost everything humane in them.

But even in these circumstances, people still fought. Not having an external enemy anymore, they turned weapons upon each other, either in name of ideals, or in order to survive, or in sheer psychotic rage.

The locals were right. Eras come and go, countries rise and fall, technology moves forward without a pause, but war...

...

War never changes.

Author's Notes:

Welcome to Fallout: Equestria Girls, a crossover between Fallout video game series and My Little Pony: Equestria Girls universe!

Having read the legendary fanfic Fallout: Equestria by Kkat, I was very tempted to write something of my own in a similar setting (especially after I heavily enjoyed playing Fallout 3), but did not want to accidentally step on anyone's toes. Then it hit me: "Maybe I should move the action into a parallel human world?"

On the local forums, it appeared that I was not the only one who had this idea, but the site did not have any stories like that (to the best of my knowledge), so I decided to give it a shot. I hope that you will enjoy this