Kind of a lazy blog entry here basically these 3 short stories are based off the Fallout universe and I originally posted them on the Fallout Union board. All 3 follow one character. This will be pretty long so i hope you have the time to read them, and i hope you enjoy them

Chapter 1: Ghosts

"F**kin' hell, there's another one of those f**kers!" shouted out Bill as he blew off a molerat's head with his sawn-off shotgun, "I bet you didn't get this kind of s**t back down in your vault eh, kiddie?". Bill was a good friend of Theo's, about twice his age but a good friend nonetheless. Bill was the first person to greet him to the wasteland. "I suppose not Bill. The worst we got was some over-grown 'roaches" in terms of creatures anyway, Theo didn't add. "So what was it we had to do again?"

"Damn it kid, don't you remember nothing? We gotta clear out this here little outpost so we can rest for the night. It's easy to defend against raiders here". Bill spat as he mentioned the raiders. He hated them almost as much as molerats, just that molerats are easier to kill. The pair needed the shelter, they had been travelling for days with little supplies and no clean water to drink for the past 8 hours. Theo felt a bit dizzy from the lack of liquids in his body, no way was he going to touch that radiated stuff. They entered a room which was lockable on all sides and about 2 stories up from the ground. A good spot to rest. Bill did a quick sweep of the floor for any 'rats while Theo prepared the beds. Something moved in the shadows near Theo. It was subtle but Theo reached for his pistol anyway and loaded it. All of a sudden, a molerat jumped from the shadows and pounced onto Theo trying to bite a chunk out of his neck. Theo wrestled with the 'rat and shoved it onto the ground head first, splitting the creature's head and spilling crimson goo that's supposed to be brain all over the floor. We'll have to clean that up, Theo thought to himself.

Theo dreamt of times passed; his life in the vault mostly. The place that kept him safe, but also kept him prisoner. There was no way you could live how you wanted, it was the Overseer's way or you'd end up as next week's dinner, or so they said. It wouldn't have been surprising though, the Overseer was always chosen from bloodline, like some post-apocalyptic king puppeteer. This meant that inter-breeding amongst the Overseer's family was necessary which produced some beasts of humans. Theo had seen more handsome Ghouls.

Theo awoke from his dream with a start. Something woke him. He went over to wake up Bill but he was gone, the door to the room was wide open. Theo heard something around the corner so he went to take a look. What he saw disturbed him. Bill was being devoured by two cannibals who were feasting on his unconscious body. Blood and internal organs were spread across the room, all coming from a gaping whole in Bill's mid-section. The cannibals must have been hiding somewhere and picked the lock while Bill and Theo were sleeping. They probably chose Bill because there was more meat on his bones. Theo would be there if they wanted supper. Theo unclipped his pistol and aimed it at the nearest cannibal's head. The bullet rang from his 10mm and shot the cannibal straight through the back of the skull, exploding the brain inside. As quickly as that happened, Theo aimed and fired a second shot at the other cannibal's groin which also got it's target with tremendous accuracy. The cannibal keeled over in pain, his mouth covered in Bill's blood and his hand and pants covered in his own. Theo went up to him and put him out of his misery by stomping his head into the ground, until there was little left.

Theo collected his things as well as what he needed off Bill. Without a word, he left the outpost and headed towards where he thought the nearest settlement would be.

Chapter 2: Not So Lucky...

Theo awoke in a daze. He looked up to see two huge figures standing over him, barely visible in the poor light and the white haze that covered his vision. Their silhouettes showed them as huge muscular monstrosities with make-shift armour made from scrap found in the wastelands. Theo seemed to remember a name for these things but he couldn't quite place it, not in the state he was in. the disfigured beasts were telling him something but their voices seemed to come from miles away, despite them being within touching distance. If he could, Theo would have done more than touched them, he would have introduced them to his right hook. The thing was shouting at him now, looking and acting enraged in front of him. The voices faded. Theo felt his body give way. Dream land awaited...

Hours passed but it seemed only minutes to Theo. A new scene awaited him this time though, instead of being on the floor hand-tied he was hanging upside down by his feet with his hands tied dangling towards the floor. A deep voice came from across the room, 'wakey wakey Mr. Human. How are you feeling?' there was a hint of sarcasm to his words.

'Oh just fine, I've never felt so good in my life. How about you?' replied Theo in the same fashion.

'Shut up!' came the reply, 'if I had it my way you would be quartered and served to my brothers by now, you pathetic worm! You killed four of my friends!'

Theo laughed at this remark, a long satisfied laugh. He smiled as he said 'I forgot about that, you clumsy oafs couldn't shoot fish in a barrel! You only got me because one of you managed to sneak behind me.' The name of these things came back to Theo: Super Mutants. The Super Mutant got enraged by Theo's last statement and bared his yellow teeth and lunged at Theo. The Mutant took a he chunk out of Theo's arm and chewed the flesh in a feral way, slowly grinding it in his mouth and breathing deeply with his mouth open. Theo braced the pain and watched in agony as the Mutant savoured the flesh. Just as the Mutant started coming for seconds, the door to the dark, damp room burst open. 'What is that noise?' the second Super Mutant asked. It saw the blood dripping down Theo's arm and around the mouth of the Mutant standing next to him. That was all that was needed for the second Mutant to understand what was going on and so it charged the first Mutant and slammed him against the concrete wall, creating cracks that travelled all the way up the wall. The second Mutant pounded the first one's head six times, 'You. Must. Not. Attack. The. Prisoner!'. Theo wondered why they wanted him alive so badly, he wasn't any different to any other human to his knowledge and the Mutants around in that part of the wasteland were renowned for eating captured humans on the spot. Did they want to plump him up or something?

The second Mutant came around to Theo's face and looked him in the eye, his knuckles covered in Mutant blood. His face was worn and droopy, there were huge fleshy bags under his eyes which betrayed how much his face had lost structure. 'We will patch you up before the day comes, brother' he said to Theo, looking at his arm. With that the mutant left the room, leaving the door slightly open. What the f*ck? Theo thought to himself, they're going to turn me into one of them? He didn't ponder on it for much longer. Theo's next plan was to get out of wherever the hell he was. He fumbled about with his hand ties for a few minutes and got them loose and then untied his foot ties making him drop to the floor and land in a pool of his own blood mixed with the ex-Mutant's. Theo quickly searched the dead Mutant's body and found a Chinese pistol with twenty rounds of ammunition. Enough for a few Mutants, but killing them all wasn't Theo's plan. Theo exited the room, making sure to spit on the Mutant's corpse before leaving.

Chapter 3: Exit

Theo gripped his pistol tightly as he peeked around the corner. He didn't want to shoot anything because all of the base would hear the shots otherwise. A silenced pistol would come in handy. A quick scan of the corridor showed it was safe to move. Theo made his move down the long, dark corridor. The walls of the corridor looked familiar, they looked a bit like the corridors found in his home; Vault 117. Perhaps this was a vault, only this one was weathered and abused. The poor buggers who lived here must have opened the doors to a pack of Super Mutants. They wouldn't have lasted long, nothing would have prepared them for these monsters. Hell, even Theo only managed to last as long as he had because of the skills Bill had taught him. If it wasn't for Bill...

Theo disposed of that thought, it brought back too many memories, many of his time at home, and of his times with Bill. Theo turned the corner to find a bedroom, he must have been in the living quarters of a vault. The bed brought back memories of dreams, childhood bed times, and rapes. 'No, that's in the past' Theo thought to himself, 'I have to move on'. Theo kept his mind on task, taking up a pillow and leaving the messy room.

Theo weaved his way through the corridors slowly and deliberately until he found a large room. In the room was a gathering of Super Mutants, they seemed to be having a meeting. 'So what are the plans with the Pure One?' one Mutant asked the head of the meeting, the Super Mutant that had come into the room not 5 minutes earlier, 'well, it's obvious isn't it? We're going to take him to The Room and make him one of us. He's a vault boy, his pip-boy makes that clear. Which means he's a pure spirit which means his body will turn into one like ours when exposed to the radiation. He will be one of the superior race!'

That was enough to hear to know that it was time to go, and fast. If they found Theo, he wouldn't have much to live for. If he remembered his own vault correctly, then the exit should be near to the room he was next to now. Theo made his way to where he thought the exit would be. He was right, but there was a guard. A Super Mutant was standing guard by the vault door, which had been blown open. This made Theo wonder if all the Super Mutants that were living there were all once normal humans who used to live in the vault. Theo sneaked up behind the Mutant when it's back was turned as it looked at some flashing buttons. Theo wrapped his gun up with the pillow and aimed the pillow-wrapped gun at the back of the Mutant's skull and pulled the trigger. Pillow feathers flew everywhere mixed with some brain, blood and skull. The pillow muffled the sound of the gunshot, making the execution silent. The Mutant's body fell limply minus one head and Theo dropped the pillow. Theo made his way out of the vault through the front entrance. He saw the vault number as he walked out.

Theo made it to the surface and took a deep breath of air that didn't stink of rotting flesh, rather dust and radiation. Devastation could be seen for miles on the horizon. The war had ended but still the world did not have peace. Theo wondered if there would ever be such thing as peace on this world, then he discarded that thought as he wondered if the Mutants had found out he was missing yet. He made towards a settlement he could barely see on the horizon as fast as he could. He hoped they didn't have snipers. The Mutants of vault 117 would be right on his tail...