» Sun May 01, 2011 5:55 pm
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Two years later...
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After they finally activated Project Purity, they relished in the praise of the wasteland. The Enclave had finally been stopped for good, and the wasteland practically viewed them as gods. They spent the next two years performing various odd jobs, scavenging in the ruins, and enjoying each others' love all the while. James had ultimately decided to retire, opting to join Dr. Li and the rest of her crew in Rivet City, to work on finding a way to make food cleaner. Amata had floated around the idea of having children, but the thought of what kind of environment they would have to grow up in turned them both off to the idea.
It was a warm May day in 2279. They were exploring the northern sections of the Wasteland, and they were happy to see that their work at Oasis about a year back was beginning to take effect; the area surrounding it was already starting to bloom. As they approached it, they sat down and tuned in Galaxy News Radio. Three Dog was playing On a Slow Boat to China, which happened to be perfect kissing music. They kissed for about 2 or so minutes, until the song was over, and Three Dog broke in.
"Wazzzzzzup guys and gals of the beautiful wastes?" Three Dog began in his usual voice. "Well, I guess it's time for a bit of...yup, you guessed it! NEWS!"
"The town of Girdershade's been hit pretty hard lately by raiders. Protectrons hacked by the town's two native residents have kept them at bay so far, but they could sure use some help. That's all for now kid..." Three Dog broke off mid sentence, and Amata and Steven heard the sound of papers rustling.
"WHOOOOOAAAA!!" Three Dog exclaimed. "We've got breaking news, kiddies! The two messiahs of the wasteland, AKA Amata and Steven, are being hunted! Not by Talon Company, mind you...according to this report, Vault 101 has opened up! The Vault Dwellers are trying to find those two. Maybe they want to say sorry for kicking out two Saints? Who cares, kiddies. Let's just hope they're alright. Now, some music."
Amata and Steven stared at each other for a good minute. Vault 101? It had been years since they even thought about it. Before they had a chance to contemplate that more, a woman in a Stealth-Boy revealed herself.
"There you two are." She said, and pointed an Assault Rifle at their heads. "I've been hunting you two for weeks. You're hard to find."
"Hold on there." Steven said, and point his vintage Lincoln Repeater at her. "This gun says that you're not taking us anywhere."
She laughed. "I'm not looking to kidnap you. Three Dog's got it all wrong. I take it you don't recognize me?"
Amata and Steven mused at her for a moment. She looked familiar, but they couldn't quite put their fingers on it. She was wearing a mercenary outfit, and looked like she hunted for sport. Her face was covered with the blood of many different creatures, humans and animals alike.
"Nope." Amata said finally after two minutes. "I can't say I recognize you."
"Maybe this will ring a bell." She cleared her throat. "I'm sorry, you two are heroes, and you have to leave."