I found myself wandering the Metro's for what felt like months, years maybe even centuries. But in fact it was only about 2 hours. I'd come across so many ghouls it wasn't funny, I'd converted them all, changing them to my cause. I continued wandering, looking at the army behind me, I couldn't even start to count the numbers, I was quite surprised that I'd gotten above 100...
I scowled, I looked among the Feral's and I saw myself reflected in them, angry, helpless, savage and deadly. I laughed, they were so like my children, I continued strolling through the Metro's, hoping that I would run into someone that I coud kill. I wanted to feel the warm blood splatter over my body again, it even tasted good... I shuddred, I started thinking about what I'd done but I stopped myself at that to. I sighed and walked towards the exit of the Metro...
I got out into the night and I breathed in the crisp air, it was so pungent, it smelt of death and destruction. I loved that idea of corpses covering the land... I stopped again and I felt a part of me return, my pity. I felt pity for all those who had been killed by the ghouls, I wondered what I should do... I laughed as I realised, I walked towards a place of death. Paradise Falls, from what I'd heard the place was still crawling with Smoothskins, but after a couple of minutes I stopped. I chuckled and I moved North-West.
After many hours of travelling, I saw the sun creep up, I saw a place of wonder carved into the hills. I remembered the name of this place from old faint memories. I walked up, taking my time, as I got to the top of the hill I noticed a man, standing there. As he noticed me he stopped, he was scared, I could tell, even though I couldn't see his face. I walked towards him, grinning, "Hello Smoothskin, I've come here to make a deal with you," I rasped at him, he stepped backwards than ran into the hills, through the gap.
I chuckled, after about 10 minutes a man walked out of the gap, he looked like a leader. He seemed determined, he only had a guard detingent of 8 men though. I laughed then walked up to him, "Hello, my name's Thomas, I've come here to make a deal," I said, extending my hand. He extended his own arm and shook mine, "Hello Thomas, I would tell you my name but... Well, what's this deal your speaking of?" He asked, sounding a bit concerned.
I laughed and he stood back, I let a wild look creep into my eyes, "I've come here to warn you of the The Ghoul Uprising..."
(OOC: Hope this isn't going to stuff up the story,
if it is just tell me and I'll change it. Oh and if you hadn't realised this is Tom in the most North-West area of the Capital Wastes... A.K.A Raven Rock.)