Fort Bannister (Bradshaw)

Bradshaw was back at Fort Bannister after the assault on Little Lamplight. Talon Company was now growing into something much more than just a mercenary group, they were starting to take control of the southwest area of the wasteland. Dex was approaching Fort Bannister with his empty dufflebag and assault rifle in his hands. Bradshaw stood up and handed Dex a bottle of purified water. Dex smiled at Bradshaw

Dex took a drink of the water and gave Bradshaw a smirk

"By the look on your face Bradshaw, i'm guessing we now hold Little Lamplight"

"Yes sir I have 10 of our men defending it. They will gather the supplies and hopefully get us more intel on the place. One thing you should know after i left Paradise Falls the slavers said that Crowley was meeting with someone from the Pitt. what should we do?" Bradshaw asked

Dex bit his finger nail and thought for a little bit. Talon Company has never done anything with people from The Pitt. From what Dex heard he thought that the Pitt was extinct and filled with ghouls or some other mutations.

Dex looked back at Bradshaw.

"walk with me to my office i'll discuss our next moves"

Dex and Bradshaw started walking into Dex's office.

"The message has been delivered, Lamplight is now ours, and Paradise Falls is in an agreement with us. We need to move all our supplies to Lamplight and possible give our outpost in the east some more firepower."

Bradshaw looked at Dex with some confusion

"How much supplies do we have?"

Dex looked at Bradshaw with a stern look on his face

"From what the raiders told me at Evergreen Mills. Their attacks on caravans across the watseland gave us a huge supply of weapons and ammo, enough to supply our men with the necessary equipment in the upcoming battles."

Bradshaw looked at Dex and gave a small nod.

"With our little message you delivered to the regulators how do you plan on transporting that many weapons and not expect the regulators to attack us."

Dex gave a smile.

"I'll have to talk to the guys at Evergreen Mills about that, war is coming Bradshaw and Talon Company will have the weapons ready for it. I'm going to head to Evergreen Mills to discuss the matter with Pyro."

Pyro was the raider leader of Evergreen Mills. Pyro was one of Dex's closest friends when he was a raider and when Talon Company took over Evergreen Mills, Pyro was the one put in charge of the area. Pyro was a man driven insane and had a huge blood thirst. Anyone that wandered into Evergreen Mills without authorization was captured and thrown in pens. They would then be drenched in any flammable substances lying around. They would then be set on fire and Pyro would watch in amusemant.

Dex and Bradshaw went into Dex's office. Dex went up to his desk, opened it up and pulled out a letter out. He handed it to Bradshaw. Dex went over to a case in the corner of his office. He opened it and loaded the dufflebag with stimpacks and some purified water.

Dex looked up at Bradshaw

"I will be going to Evergreen Mills to figure out how to transport the weapons across the wasteland, you will need to head to the north and give this bag and letter to who ever runs the Pitt. If you need to stop at Paradise Falls and see who you can talk to"

Bradshaw took the letter and bag and looked up at Dex

"yes sir"

Kyle Labhart - Georgetown

The townsfolk gathered as the scavenging party of five returned home. Both Kyle and Tom had bags of assorted weapons thrown around their backs. Sunset was beginning to engulf the calm sky, and, from the way things looked, Kyle wouldn't be surprised if the overcast skies began to let loose a spot of rain. A council member clad in a dark, clean suit, whose dark skin seemed almost pale from stress, pushed through the small crowd and walked toward Kyle.

"How many guns did you find?" he asked.

"More than enough, Mister Kennedy. The place was boarded up, and it looks like no one has even made a peep in the area since the war. The place is crawling with mutants, but that's all the more reason to believe that the nearby stores haven't been ransacked. I'll organize a bigger group to hit up Pennsylvania Avenue again if we're in need," replied Kyle.

"Did you grab everything?"

"Everything that was left. The guy who owned the place must have been smart. It seems like he took a stash for himself when the bombs dropped. I would say that the store was half-stocked in weapons. I believe that we were able to recover...hmm...around a dozen rifles and near that many in assorted handguns. Most of the ammo was gone, but we were able to snatch a few cartridges."

Mister Kennedy nodded in approval.

"Now, Mister Kennedy, if you'll excuse me, my men and I need to sort these supplies in the armory," said Kyle as he and the group of soldiers began to move through the crowd.

***

"H-how was it?" asked the quiet, modest voice of Hayley as she sat on the bench next to Kyle. He was sitting across the street from his townhouse, directly facing the empty street. Due to the cold, most of the families and soldiers had already retired to their homes or barracks. Over the horizon, the sun's final influence before the night began emitted a beautiful, bright orange sunset.

"It was alright, I suppose. We wasted enough ammo clearing the area of mutants that we might have used what we gained by finding the place," said Kyle. He shrugged. "Still, a few of the guys on the trip were still green, and they needed the experience."

"That's good," said Hayley. She casually rested her pale arms against her thighs and sighed. The sigh was curious to Kyle, and he turned to face her. Her hair color was quite similar to his, except perhaps a bit darker. Almost a red color. She was wearing a green pre-war dress which had been torn several times near the bottom of the skirt.. Kyle, on the other hand, was wearing a full set of matte black combat armor.

The windchill of the approaching night was starting to get to Kyle. "How are you not cold?"

Hayley gave a subtle shrug as a response. "I don't know. It has never gotten to me."

"This is a question that the town would rarely ever hear from me, but nevertheless, I am interested in the subject...Tell me about where you're from," said Kyle with a shake in his voice, making his lack of confidence obvious.

Hayley paused. It was clear to Kyle that she was likely not in the mood to speak about it, but she did nonetheless."It was just called Bay Forest. It is--...was...a small town south of here, in Virginia."

Kyle nodded.

"Well, it was small. There were about forty people, and like what you have here, most of them were soldiers. We needed more soldiers than residents. During my generation, raiders had become an increasing problem. However, my father felt like staying there would be worth it. He loved the town and its inhabitants more than himself. There were lots of woods around the town, which often had game. Well, what one would consider game these days. Life was good when we weren't worrying about being attacked, which became a constant concern in the months prior to it being burned."

Kyle had a spark of curiosity in his expression. He opened his mouth to speak, but he did not for a few seconds. "H-how did it burn down?"

"They were smarter than we thought. They sent a few of their men to attack one of the scouting locations on the edge of the forest, and word was sent to the town. Most of the military packed up and headed out to deal with the apparent threat. And, while they were gone, my father and I stayed in our house, waiting. We heard gunshots and screaming, and we knew that we had been hit. The attack on the scouting location was intentional misdirection, and they swept through the town and killed most of us before the men returned."

"What happened to your father?"

Hayley sighed and frowned. "He...he went to the door when the raiders started banging on it. He told me to hide in the closet, and even after I disagreed with him, he made me promise that I would stay out of sight. He went to the door to answer, unarmed, and he was killed there, on the spot. I was one of the lucky few left in the town that survived."

Kyle had a depressed look on his face. "You don't seem like you, or the rest of your town for that matter, have been grieving very much given the circumstances."

"The survivors of Bay Forest have been without a home for a month and a half. We've been wandering around the Capital Wasteland until Ricky, the self-appointed leader of the last of us, heard about the Wolves and after a heap of preaching, convinced us that we should start anew," said Hayley.

"And you have."

"Are you going to able to do this for everyone who needs a home?"

"As many as I can."

"You're a good man, Kyle. People here think you're cold, but you're a good man."

"I try to be. Believe me, it may not be apparent, but I try."

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Junior smiled at Colver and said in a very friendly tone "Why do not think I was being sixist, the term man in business terms is more universal than anything. your subordinates let us in."

Collin Moriarty ordered his men "drop your weapons,and do as the woman says".

He then walked toward Clover and said in an even friendlier tone while extending his hand for a shake "Hello, my name is Junior and I assume you are the infamous Clover."

Regulator Adam Monroe at Fort Bannister

Adam continued his rhoute west, it was another thing that needed to be dealt with,

Rumors were spreading that Talon Company had hung one of their men, this would not be tolerated.. though scouts of the Regulators reported it wasn't an actual member it still put tension on the Regulators... they weren't interested in starting a war however they haven't even met the Regulators and they had already pretended to hang one of their men,

it was not a good sign. Pushing forward along with his 2 regulator companions they noticed Fort Bannister coming into view

He stopped his men,
"I don't want a battle here, if they start firing then by all means take the measures necessary"

He paused for a moment and studied the camp in the distance,

"Were here to discuss matters, nothing more"

They then continued on right,

Each man held their weapons tightly as they came into sight of the Talon company camp,

A guard raised his weapon at them as they came closer,
"Halt! This is Talon Company territory Regulators, you never should've came here"

Adam looked at the man sternly,

"Given the recent hanging of a man dressed in our outfit, I believe I have a reason to be here.. I wish to discuss matters with the man in charge"

The guard continued his aim at them, his eyes were filled with hatred.. it surprised Adam actually. For a group they had never largely encountered they sure had a hatred for them.

Personally Adam believed Ulysses would not be happy if a war was started... over the past years they'd been making money and that was what mattered to the Regulators, they had no reason to start a pathetic war with some men in black armor

Paradise Falls Slavers

Clover frowned at the mention of them simply being let in, no doubt the gate guard took a bribe: something that Crowley had strictly forbidden. It was that sort of [censored] which might let an enemy into the gates. Or worse: someone who had a mind to free the slaves.

With a short nod of her head, she dispatched a couple slaver guards to the gate. They would get this sorted out real quick. She then turned back to the man once he and his bodyguards had disarmed,

"Yeah, Clover," She replied simply, cautiously meeting his handshake, "Junior huh? What brings you to Paradise Falls then? Slaves? Or something else?"

Fort Bannister (Dex)

Dex was in his office discussing the plans with Bradshaw when he heard one of his men shout from outside the office

"Sir the regulators are here...they want to talk to you"

Dex looked immediately at Bradshaw and then at the man he yelled

"everyone outside! eyes on them! hold your fire !"

Everyone inside the Fort ran out and lined up outside hiding behind barricades and walls, they all had their assault rifles pointed straight at the Regulator. dex grabbed his gun and made a dash outside. He walked up to the gat to see a man standing there.

hey yelled at the man

"So I guess you got our warning, that's good. So tell me why did you not listen?"

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Junior noticed she was being cautious and said to her calmly "No need to be cautious with me Ms.Clover, what you see is what you get,though I guess one does need to be protective of one's self to survive. "

Junior explained to Clover "Well you see Ms.Clover, I am in need of slaves,just not any slaves,but slaves that are trained to fight and are loyal to the end."

Regulator Adam Monroe at Fort Bannister

Adam held his gun tighter each time a Talon Merc raised their weapons at them, it worried him but when he hear
"Hold your Fire!" it brought his worry down slightly

The man who was obviously the leader,

"Startling a bear with a stick is never a great option" a smirk appeared on Adams Face, he wasn't afraid to die... but he certainly wasn't about to die today

He paused for a moment and studied the man,

"Your picking a fight with a force you have no info on... explain to me why exactly, what do you gain from starting a war with us.. even if you managed to beat us *he gave a slight laugh* , you would lose much more men then it's worth while also spreading them thin"

Adam obviously had a great point, he was going to push the point as much as possible

"So explain to me exactly why your picking a fight with an Eastern Power house"

Fort Bannister (Dex)

Dex looked at the man, he then looked at the hils behind the man and around him. Dex with no emotion at all

"Talon Company has secured the south west area of the wasteland. I hate to admit it and your right we started something without learning more about you guys. Talon Company doesn't want any peace keepers trying to bring any governmental power into play."

Dex looked back at his men ready to fire on the Regulator and then looked at the hills again.

"Now I know you have men somewhere up in those hills so i'm guessing you wont join me in my office to talk some business."

Dex looked at Bradshaw

"Son i want you to bring me a small table, two chairs, and some whiskey"

Bradshaw ran into the fort and soon came back out with the things. Dex went into the middle of the Fort and regulator and set up the table and had the two chairs. across from each other. dex then sat in one of them and offered the other chair to the regulator.

"sit down, i think we should discuss some things"

Regulator Adam Monroe at Fort Bannister

The Regulator took a seat when the Table and Chairs was brought out, it was a good gesture but didn't change Adams mood

Leaning back in he chair he grabbed the whiskey and the two cups that was on the table and poured himself a drink,
"Never turn down a drink" He said with a small smirk

Taking a few sips he relaxed a bit, then set it on the table

"Now.. you said something about us being 'peace keepers'" he said with a small laugh

He turned his head to the side,

"Look, we're bounty hunters not much more... we work for money and power, some people don't like that we changed... but bounty huntings the thing making us money"

he paused for a moment,

"Now that you're caught up to speed on us, let's talk about removing your thoughts on attacking us shall we"

Chainsaw Ramsey - Paradise Falls

Smiling a bit, Ramsey met the Crow's shake and nodded. " Fair enough, I'm not one to pry. Just keep an eye out. I'll give your regards to Lord Ashur, sure. He'll be more than happy with the day's events. Until next time, Mr. Crowley, " and with that, the Chainsaw bade the slaver leader farewell and followed the girl called Clover. He'd recognized her, just barely, he hadn't seen her in something more than a scanty dress. After the girl had led him to the door to the old theater, he threw them open and made his way over to the circle his men had formed near the Crow's abode. Clapping one on the arm, he motioned for the gate out to the perimeter, " Time to head out, fellas. Get your asses in gear, I want to be back to the Tunnel before nightfall. Can't tell what mutant freaks could be out and I'd hate to have to replace any of you boys, " he said with a bit of humor. The Pitt raiders glanced at one another, grinning, and followed their leader past Clover, talking to some fresh-faced kid in a dirty business suit. Ramsey gave him a devilish grin, the raider behind him made a similar face and made a cutting motion across his neck, shaking his Mohawk-haired head. And so left the Pitt.

As they trekked away from the Falls and the sentries upon the walls, the setting son cast a long shadow over the land. One of the Pitt raiders caught up to Ramsey and began inquiring as to just what going to be going on.

" So Boss, what's the plan? We made good with the Paradise Falls people and we're all hunky-dory? We must have some big play coming up, right? Everyone else is making moves, we have to get a piece of that. That trader earlier can't be it, right? "

The Chainsaw grinned to himself at the words, he turned halfway to his subordinate and bared that same wicked smile. " Don't you worry your pretty little head, we'll be plenty busy soon enough. "

Daniel Littlehorn – Scrapyard

5:45 AM

Littlehorn leaned forward in his chair and pushed his glasses to the tip of his nose as he read the digest typed up by the night clerk of yesterday’s reports collected from his network of informants and Agents in the field. He was alone in the office….he had sent the night clerk off to bed at precisely 5:30, as he did each and every day like clockwork….and would be until the Day Clerks arrived at 6:15 to prepare to begin work at 6:30. Until then he could listen to Agatha’s Stradivarius play on the radio, unsullied by the infernal din of his clerk’s typewriters….the one luxury he allowed himself to indulge in.

The reports from the area of Fort Bannister caught his eye. While Talon Company mercs were too well brainwashed to flip into informants, the religious colony…Saint Catherine they called it…that recently sprung up around Jury Street was relatively open and he had managed to set up an informant as a merchant inside the town, several scavengers that worked the area reported to him. He reported increased movements of Talon Company mercs, with a large force seen leaving for the North.

“North?”, Littlehorn mused aloud, “What could be up there?”

He stood up and walked over to a large map of the Capital Wasteland on the wall, leafing through the reports and looking at the map. Due North? No. There was no settlements of any kind, the only things of interest there were abandoned military bases, and he had informants on the likeliest paths and none of them either reported seeing them or failed to report at all. Northeast? There was some reported activity, but not in those numbers. His eyes then wandered towards the Northwest.

Lamplight Caverns? What there would be worth sending so many men? Vault 87? The children? Both were possibilities, even if Talon Company isn’t known for slaving and most of Lamplight’s occupants are too young to press-gang into soldiers.

Littlehorn picked up a notepad from his desk and scribbled out orders for a Agent to investigate. He thought for a moment, then added that the Agents sent should be ghouls, as they could withstand the radiation at the entrance to the Vault, which gave them more options. He then tore it off the pad and left it on one of the clerk’s desks. He then sat back down at his desk and continued to read. Something was clearly up at Paradise Falls as well, his contacts amongst the Canterbury Traders reported crews of slavers were pouring into the Falls…and staying….and they were barely able to keep up with the increased demand for ammo, booze and chems. Slaving activity throughout the North was plummeting, and also starting to fall in the South.

Nearly a hundred men? Haven’t seen that since Rockopolis was cleared out….

Littlehorn looked back to the map. The roads from Paradise falls on the East Bank of the Potomac went by Wheaton Armory, which he had occupied by request of his client…what Dobbs was doing there wasn’t his business…within sight of the office he was sitting in now, and Agatha’s shack. He scribbled out orders to the Agent in charge of security at Wheaton to keep her eyes open, and for a pair of Agents to be sent to Agatha’s to keep an eye on her and overwatch over Meresti as well. While Littlehorn was not a sentimental man, he appreciated Agatha’s musical talent and had no interest in seeing her end up in a slave pen. He didn’t have anyone directly in the group of cannibals living in Meresti, but one of his other informers…a rather clever ghoul with a talent for chemistry…had an angle on the group.

He then wrote orders to warn his people in Big Town, Arefu and Seneca Station to be on the lookout. After thinking for a minute, he added a name to the order.

I’ll send Mattingly…he can operate out of Arefu. He has a way with the ladies so Schezny won’t give him any trouble if he stays a few days.

He then distributed the orders to the appropriate clerk’s desks, then pulled up the raw reports on activity in the North and sat down to study them in detail. All he could do now was wait while his pieces moved to their appointed places and see what happened next.


Agent Mattingly – Arefu – around 9:00 PM

The door opened at Alan’s knock to reveal a woman of about thirty, wearing a brahmin-skin dress. The skin around her pretty brown eyes crinkled a bit suspiciously as she regarded the two men.

“Hello, Alan”, she said cautiously, “What can I do for you?”

“Karen”, Alan said, as he fidgeted with the sling of his rifle, “This guy wants to see you…says he’s got a letter from your cousin in Baltimore.”

“Really”, she replied. “That’s good to hear. Thanks, Alan…everything’s OK.” As Alan turned to go, she invited Mattingly in, then closed the door to a crack and watched until Alan had returned to his post at the end of the ramp. She then closed the door and offered Mattingly a seat at a battered card table, then retrieved two glasses and a pitcher of water from the refrigerator and poured out water into the two glasses.

“It’s clean”, she said. “The Water caravans still are getting through…thanks to the Family.” She then sat down. “So, how are things with my dear cousin?”

Mattingly explained that trouble was brewing and he would need to stay for a few days to keep an eye on this side of the river.

“Sure”, Karen said, “I can put you up.” She then gestured at the King size bed against the far wall of her shack. “I’ve only got one bed, though….if you promise not to try anything I won’t make you sleep on the floor. You’ll have to imagine the bundling board.”

“Deal”, Mattingly said, “I promise to behave.”

Fort Bannister (Dex)

Dex smiled at the sight of the regulator enjoying the drink. Dex poured himself some whiskey and took a sip.

"Glad to see your not trying to maintain order anymore. I never intended on starting a war just a warning to you and your men that we don't want any government here"

Dex looked at Bradshaw

"go get the dufflebag with the things inside"

Bradshaw went inside and turned back to the regulator

"you say you control the east, thats good. you say your bounty hunters even better. I'll make a proposition for you."

Dex looked down at his necklace and took it off and held it in his hands.

"this was the claw that cut my eye out when i was in a raiding party. The beast slashed through three of my best friends and took out my eye. I was able to get to my pistol and put the thing down. Talon Company found me outcold in the waste and brought me here. I stuck with them my whole life after that. They're my family and I will die to keep their way protected."

Bradshaw ran outside with the dufflebag in his hands. He placed on top of the table. Dex placed the necklace on the table. Dex stood up from the chair and had his hand on his holstered pistol. he looked down at the regulator.

"The bag contains stimpacks and some water, if you take it you will be saying that Talon Company and the Regulators will not go to war and that we can possible combine forces to move in on another location. If you grab the necklace, then my men and I will open fire on you and your team of regulators. Keep in mind though Evergreen Mills is behind you so the chances of any of your men surviving are pretty slim. So whats it going to be?"

Paradise Falls Slavers - 6:00pm

Clover raised an eyebrow at the man's comment. Slaves trained as bodyguards and even soldiers was a request that Paradise Falls filled occasionally, but not too often. After all, it was rather risky to train slaves to fight, and even more risky to keep one as a bodyguard. Clover knew that first hand: after all, Eulogy had been killed by Crimson. She herself was ever a loyal slave guard, but occasionally the training did fail.

"How many are you looking for exactly?" She said, as she began leading the man towards the pens, "Right now we've only got ten slaves which have been trained to fight. They're hard bastards, don't get me wrong, but if you are expecting an army you ain't gunna to find it here."

Once they arrived at one section of Paradise Falls large slave pens, Clover showed the man the trained slaves: each of them muscular and rather fearsome looking individuals. A few of them looked up when they saw Clover arrive with the potential buyers.

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Junior inspected the individuals and was silent for a little while and said in a very happy tone.

"I will take all ten,how much would this cost?"

Paradise Falls Slavers

Clover turned her head around sharply with a surprised look when the man mentioned he wanted to buy all the slave guards. For a second, she thought she misheard him, but he apparently seemed quite serious about the transaction,

"10,000 caps up front for all ten," Clover said, a bit suspicious of the man being able to afford the price, "Slave bodyguards sell for 1,000 caps each because of the extra work we have to put into training them. I warn you, the Crow ain't one for funny business. You either can afford it or you can't. So what'll it be?"

Henry Eckhart - Duchess Gambit - Dusk

Henry leaned against the protective railing that lined the upper deck of the Duchess Gambit as he watched the passing shoreline. Henry and his personal reunite had departed from Point Lookout about two days before, the trip itself had been rather pleasant; just the night before the boat had docked at a small settlement called Quantico. Henry knew the owners of the local bar there and because of that Henry and his reunite were given a night of free booze. The night had been great but the morning after was horrible, Henry rubbed his temples and took a swig out of a bottle of water.

[censored] headaches

Henry had drank too much the night before, which was a hard task to do considering that Henry could finish an entire bottle of Jed's moonshine in one glorious chug. In truth Henry remembered very little about the night before,


Maybe it was the combination of pow-pow and moonshine? [censored] that I've done both and still made it out, must be softening up

Henry stayed where he was until he felt the presence of someone nearby, an hint of red out of the corner of his eyes confirmed Henry's thought.

"Anna Lee nice of you to join me," Henry said before looking at his cousin, Anna Lee was Henry's first cousin by marriage. Her mother had married Henry's uncle after her father was killed in a smuggler raid. Anna Lee was fairly tall being just under six feet and her fair skin was dotted with freckles. The most striking aspect of Anna Lee though was her voluminous red hair that stretched almost completely down the length of her back. Her hair was thick and curly and vibrantly red, Anna Lee was proud of her mane and almost always wore it down as she did now.

"Wanted to see how you were doing after last night, ya pretty banged up?" Anna Lee asked as she looked down at the emerald green water of the Potomac.

"Kinda, don't remember much, Jed reminded me that I had slept till about two hours ago but I'm not sure if that was from the booze or just me being a lazy sack of [censored]." Henry joked

"Ease up on yourself Hun, you got alotta [censored] on your mind now that you runnin things." Anna Lee said as she looked at Henry

"Thanks but I still go [censored] to do," Henry just manage to say before the Duchess Gambit"s fog horn sounded signaling that they had arrived at the landing.

"Well looks like we here, Anna could ya round up Eugene, Dewey and Jed? I needa speak wit dem before we move out."

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Junior said without hesitation in his regular cheerful attitude.

"I can more than pay for the slaves,and I am not one for funny business either."

Junior motioned for the men to drop the bags, which appeared to be filled to the brim with caps

"There are your caps, now I will take my leave."

Junior then left with the ten slaves. He made his way to Megaton

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The following day in Megaton. Collin Moriarty and Junior were sitting at a table in the saloon,before it opened.Both were drinking a glass of whiskey. Cigarette smoke filled the air and the orange sun beamed in just a little from the rising sun.

"Do you think you can just drop ten thousand of me caps. Are you daft me boy?I want you to go march back and return those slaves. What do you even want with them?"

"Well dear father,there are many problems with that. If I were to go back and demand my money back,they would shoot me. And what I want with the slaves is simple.I want Megaton" Junior spoke irritated

"Megaton?! You going to take over the city now? That it? Some kind of juvenile need for power and importance. Is that it? Always been a bit off,like your [censored] of a mother."

Junior spoke calmly yet aggressively"Father,your mind has always been plain and simple,caps,that dominated your mind when you were born and it dominates your mind now.And don't you ever talk about my mother again.You drunken old [censored]!"

"Drunken bastard am I now? Well how about this,either you return those slaves and get this idea of dominating Megaton out of your mind. You are a Moriarty,we do things through business,not through fighting.Now if you do not return those slaves,you will not have a home in this city any longer,you will have to fend for yourself" Collin looked out the window for a second. then drank the rest of the whiskey,choking slightly before saying

"Do you understand?"

"I understand perfectly,it is a shame too. You know father,you always said never turn your back on someone during negotiations." said Junior

Collin looked baffled "This isn't a negotiat...." Collin stopped talking for a few seconds and sat down feeling faint and dizzy.

"This is how it ends eh,I taught ya well dear boy."Said Collin,lighting a cigarette "You were quick to put it in me drink. I taught ye well"

"Goodbye daddy...."said Junior in a very childlike cheerful tone while waving goodbye.

his voice going into a whisper after he took one last drag of his cigarette "I taught ye well".

He then fell down dead

Junior smiled, he slipped poison into his father's drink the second he looked away. He proceeded to drag the body into the back room. Where his men cut it up and cooked the pieces. His father would be served for the lunch special.

Junior would now be at the head of all his father's businesses,as such he now controlled the economy of Megaton. Adding more to Junior's chances of taking down Orville Conelly.