Ahh, now I understand it. Thanks, then.

Silence. Matt froze as he heard the Raiders in the next room getting up and exiting the room. He had to think quick. They were going to kill him if they found him, and they knew the bullet came from his room's direction. He jumped from his chair and searched the room quickly for something to hide in. Next to his dresser was a locker in the corner of the room. He ran to it and tugged on the handle. He expected it to open. But it didn't.

It was locked. He tugged harder, but it wouldn't open. "Hey, open up!" Someone called at the door. Matt ran back to the door and locked it. "Open the damn door!" The person called again. Matt paid no attention. He picked up a hammer from his desk and went back to the locker. The lock flew off as he smashed it. It was certain the people outside the door could hear, but they probably were too dumb to know it was from Matt's room. Matt pulled the locker open and stepped inside. It was empty. He slowly shut the locker. In a minute or two, The people burst through the door. Matt watched through the holes in the locker.

They walked to the end of the room just staring around. They guessed nobody was there. "Maybe it came from over there." one said. They ran out and closed the door behind them. Slowly, Matt pushed on the locker door. It creaked as it opened. He stepped out, then opened the door to his room. He peeked in the hall to see if anyone was there, but decided it would be better to just go somewhere else.
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Sorry for the short post, I have writer's block :sadvaultboy:

It may be short, but it isn't really bad, good work. :goodjob:

Thanks. I'm thinking of getting some new characters in, so post character bios if you guys want.

Bio sheet:

Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Race:(Ghoul, Human, Super Mutant etc.)
Alliance:(Mercs, Raiders, BoS, Enclave etc.)
History:
Personality:
Weapons:

I'm having an idea, like have a battle with a bunch of Super Mutants or something. Any ideas?

Matt had hung around at the bar all day with Fredrick. It was now a few hours since the little 'gun malfunction'. Matt sipped on a Nuka-Cola, and Fredrick chugged scotch. It might've been obvious that Fredrick was drunk, but it really didn't matter. Suddenly, a large group of 30-40 Raiders started running through the cave towards the way outside. "What're they doing?" Matt asked. The man who sat next to him responded. He'd been there for an hour or so, seemed to be a bit older than Fredrick, and looked almost as anyone else there did. He had a mohawk and some D.I.Y. clothing. Nothing Matt hadn't seen in the past months.

"Theres some Super Mutants at the trainyard. Those people who just ran out are the backup." He said. Matt stood up and began to jog to his room. Once there, he holstered his guns and strapped his shotgun to his back. Matt ran out of his room but ran right into Fredrick. "Ow." Fredrick whined. "Where are you going?" he asked. "Gonna go kill some Muties, wanna come?" Matt asked. "I don't know, doesn't it seem a little dangerous? But then again, theres no use to staying here.." Fredrick turned the other way and went to his room. Matt continued outside. The second he exited the building, he could hear the gunshots and yells. Matt was kind of scared, but he didn't want to wait until the Mutants would find him.

While walking there, Matt had seen lots of Raiders running away from the battle to cover. They all had blood smeared on themselves, and had a slight limp. They looked like they had seen a ghost, but these days there were much more terrifying things than a ghost. Matt made his way to the trainyard and saw The Raiders holding off Evergreen Mills from Super Mutants. Lifeless bodies lay strewn across the trainyard, both Mutant and Raider. Matt now started to run towards the fight. He wanted to help ASAP.

The Raiders set up barriers across the front of the trainyard to help protect Evergreen Mills. Matt made it to this line of barriers and dropped to the ground right behind one. He set his back against the barrier and began to load up his shotgun.One of the Raiders next to him began telling him what he was needed to do. "Alright, you stay behind these barriers, and shoot at the enemy. If these ass holes get too close, they are immediately your target. Do you understand?!" He yelled over the gunfire. Matt nodded quickly. "Alright, now the first thing I want you to do is-" Splat. Bits of his brain had been shot out. His blood got on Matt.

Damn. Matt thought to himself. Matt began to pick up the fallen Raider's gun, but it seemed intense for the fact the brains of a man he had recently been talking to was now on him. Not to mention he was picking up things from a corpse. He held up the Raider's Chinese assault rifle, and decided to use that instead of the shotgun. He grabbed up the rounds and slided a clip into the gun. He cocked it and looked a little bit above the barrier. All the barriers were was bags of sand stacked on top of each other. Even though they were just sand, they did their jobs. Matt settled his head on the gun and looked through the aimer.

A Super Mutant got in the way of the aimer. Matt pulled on the trigger, but he missed. He tried shooting again. Missed. "Dammit!" he yelled in anger. Matt pulled the trigger again, and this time held it down. After there were no bullets left in the clip, he looked around for the super mutant. The body was on the ground filled with bullets. Matt ducked back behind the barrier and loaded up another clip. He looked around. The endless sound of gunfire echoed around him. Raiders left and right were gunned down brutally. Super Mutants were getting killed too, but there were more dead Raiders than Mutants.

Matt wanted to quit being a Raider. It wasn't that great. All he saw was death around him daily. Matt couldn't picture himself as one of these bloodthirsty people. Matt could barely picture himself in that battle. Matt looked up into the sky. Somewhere, his parents were out in the Wasteland killing innocents. He couldn't believe that was his parents. Matt couldn't take being trapped in Evergreen Mills any longer. Soon, he would leave for Rivet City for a vacation of some sort. Until then, Matt would be holding a gun daily. He looked back over the barrier and let the bullets spray.

MORE :drool:

It's nice to have another person like the story.
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The gun jolted against Matt's shoulder as it fired. One down.. Two down.. Three down.. Matt had counted his kills every clip. Empty. He looked down at the dirt where he had been leaving ammo clips. Only one clip left of 5.56 ammo. Better make this last, he thought to himself. He slowly picked up the clip. He pressed the small button right above the trigger area, and the empty clip fell right out. He brought the filled clip to the gun. It felt a little heavy, considering the moment he was in.

He popped the clip in, and reached for the lever at the side of the gun. He wrapped his hand around and pulled back. The gun was loaded, but he didn't know if he wanted to kill any more people. Well, they WERE people, the Super Mutants. He didn't want people to kill or hate or anything like that, but this was the Wasteland. The Wasteland was harsh. But then he imagined what those Mutants could've done to so many innicent people. Torture, massacre.. It made him feel a bit sick, but the truth hurts.

Matt wouldn't spare any of their pathetic lives. He stood up and began firing at any Super Mutant he could find. One, two, three, four, he counted. Super Mutants had no skill, all muscle no brain. The gun fired loudly. The sound echoed throughout Matt's mind. A Super Mutant with a super sledge charged towards Matt. Too easy, Matt thought. He squeezed the trigger. Instead of seeing a Mutant's head explode, no bullets came out. He forgot. That was his last clip. "Oh [censored]." Matt said to himself. The Super Mutant swung the sledge across.

Everything seemed to go in slow motion. The sledge neared Matt. And it hit. When it hit, the sound was a mix of a 'crack' and a 'smack'. It was as if the hammer hit Matt's entire body, because when it did hit, Matt flew back yards like a ragdoll. The last thing Matt saw before he hit the ground was the sky. A clear blue sky, no clouds, the sun shining its brightest in a long time. The perfect day for a walk, or to jog. A perfect, cloudless, sunny day.

But then everything became a tunnel-vision. The sky seemed to go on further away. As if Matt fell through the ground into complete nothingness, complete blackness. Ant then he hit the ground. And everything went black. No sun. No sky. Matt could've been dead. He probably was, with the hit he took to the head.

Things became clearer, then. Standing in front of him was a child. A familiar face. Fredrick. But it was Fredrick as a child. Matt was in a dream. "Come on! Let's go play!" He said joyfully. Fredrick was wearing a baseball cap and some decent looking clothes. Matt followed along. The day was perfect. Green grass, healthy trees, blue sky, bright sun. Their houses were dream homes. Perfect condition.

Fredrick stopped at a large field, and picked up a baseball bat. He tossed a baseball and a baseball glove to Matt. "Here! You pitch!" Fredrick told. Fredrick ran back a few yards and got in a position ready to swing. Matt dressed his hand with the glove and dropped the baseball in. He then tossed the ball with good force. Fredrick hit the ball and it went flying out of sight. Matt dropped the glove. He walked off to see where the ball was. As he walked, he saw planes fly overhead.They dropped something. Seconds ahead, there was a blinding light, and a loud explosion.

MORE!!!! :drool:

If you really like the story, you can help by posting up a character bio. It'll be used in the story, as long as it's suitable.

I'm not that good at bios really,do you mean like equipment and things like that,or just a name and little story?

You create a character and everything. Look at the higher up part of the page, the sheet is posted.

Name:John Hanson

Age:21

Appearance:6'7,messy brown hair,bue eyes

Race:caucasan

Gender:male

Alliance:raiders

History:When john was little, his town was burnt down by talon company, raiders took him in and taught him there ways,he grew up to be one of the best raiders that evergreen mills ever knew, when he met matt he knew that they would be good friends, that is unless he tryed to betray him.

Personality:Quite and friendly at times

Equipment:tan combat armor,tan scarf,infiltrator,10mm pistol with silencer,fold up sniper rifle,trench knife

Good?That's my first time doing a bio.

You need first AND last name, k?

Fixed it :hehe:

There'll be an update later on, right now I'm in an RP.

Alright, guys, the story is back up and running.

Sorry, triple post.

Where?

I guess this is the end of Part One. I'll get this locked soon.

Rohugh, lock this please.