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July 24, 2282
Knight Captain Michael Brostek, 3 initiates, some wastelander they picked up at Project Purity, and two brahmin carrying two barrels each of Aqua Pura were walking through the ruins, on a route that would take them over the bridge spanning the Potomac, past the citadel, and to some half-ass new settlement in the southwest corner of the Capital wasteland. you know, Just another crap assignment, like all the others Michael had been sent on since he finished basic training and became a Brotherhood of Steel initiate 2 years ago. Just like all the other assignments everyone but the Lyons pride and the other important squads were being sent on. Everything was so boring since the Enclave were crippled about 5 years ago, and the Super Mutants were driven to the deepest parts of the D.C ruins. Everyone was a bit restless. But, nothing Mike could do could change that. So, he just had to keep walking down this ruined road, past all these ruined buildings, and on to that settlement and the next crap assignment with these stupid initiates.
"knight, sir-" A initiate wearing recon armor and weilding a 10mm SMG asked him before he cut him off with " Knight CAPTAIN, get it right, you stupid maggot!" The knight captain was renowned for his harshness and short temper.
"well, how far away is this settlement?" The initiate responded, a bit shocked by the sudden anger.
"I dunno, 50 so miles, Why?"
" Well, sir, it just th-" The initiate stopped, with a look of shock on his face.
"What is it? you gone mute?" Michael said as he followed the initiates eyes. What he saw made his jaw drop in shock. There, sitting on a balcony, was two super mutants, one with a missile launcher, another with a Chinese assault rifle.
"stay quiet, dont aler-"
"SUPER MUTANTS!!" the initiate with the SMG screamed, running in the opposite direction, towards PP.
the Super mutants obviously heard them, because they opened fire on them. 5.56 rounds tore the brahmin and the unlucky wastelander to shreads, while the Missile launcher carrying mutant loaded his weapon.
"ah hell, you stupid maggo-" was as far as he got before a missile exploded to the right of him. Now, Michael was a big man, 6 feet 7 inches, and nearly 240 pounds of muscle, but he still flew a good 20 feet into the darkness of the alley to his left, knocking the wind out of him, but his T-45d power armor protected him from the brunt of the explosion. It took him a good 2 minutes to get his breath back and stand up, and when he did, he found himself face to face with a super mutant overlord. it grabbed him by the throat and lifted him two feet off the ground. "Stupid human, why cant you just have died from the explosion? now i have to kill you myself!" It said in its stupid, halting voice, grabbing his arms. With a loud grunt, the overlord pulled Michael's arms off with its bare hands, causing him too scream in pain, while the overlord yanked his legs off, causing him too almost pass out from the pain. the overlord then proceeded to try to choke him to death, but about 7 seconds into the choking, Michael dimly heard a shotgun blast through all the pain, and saw the overlords left side of its ugly face explode.
"Captains down! captains down!" The Combat shotgun wielding initiate yelled, while he pulled out some stimpacks. Michael barely felt the needles as the initiate applied the stimpacks to his Mangled body, and hardly heard the other initiates yelling
" Oh god, lets get him to the citadel!" he heard, then felt himself being lifted by the three initiates before he blacked out from blood loss
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July 30th, 2282
Knight Captain Michael Brostek woke up, with a blinding light in his face. He was lying in only his boxers on a hospital bed, with a large lamp above him, like the ones they used in surgeries.He was in a rather bland, sterile, room, with concrete walls, floors, and ceilings, with a utility door as the only way out. He took a minute too adjust too the light then remembered. The Super Mutant overlord! his limbs! He thrashed around in panic, trying to move his arms. He felt them. He moved his legs they moved. Even better than before, since he always walked with a limp, because he had been shot in the right leg with a .32 pistol as a child. But, he had felt that thing rip him limb from limb. How did he still have his appendages? He got up, and noticed a elderly African-American scribe, with short white hair and a scar going down his face.
"Ah good, your awake, you had us quite scared Michael!" He sayed in a quivering voice. "I am Scribe Marris, of the Order of the shield".
"Uh, hello, Scribe Marris. What happened? My arms..."
" Oh that! You were bleeding quite bad when your sqaud brought you here, even though they did there best to staunch it. We... replaced... your appendages with artificial, mechanized limbs."
"So, these are fake?"
"Yes! And, your superiors noticed that you complained about being bored here, so we made some other modification to your body, and transferred you to A.W.A.R."
"Woah, wait! Modifications? And, A.W.A.R? What the hell is exactly going on here? Why wasn't i asked"
"A.W.A.R stands for Advanced Weapons And Armor, pronounced A-War, and is a new covert elite squad. You will go on missions that must be kept secret, Michael, and handle all kinds of weaponry and armor, ranging from pre-war tech to captured Enclave and Alien tech. We will go over your new abilities later, for now, just know that you are Simply Super Human."
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Okay, that only took a hour and a half to think up and type.More will come, still got loads of ideas, so stay tuned.
