After Max yelled, "NOW!", Richard and Judith started running as fast as their legs could carry them. The first thing they noticed about the area was how mountainous it was. When they finally stopped, they were in an area surrounded by dead trees. The question "Where are we?", was somewhat redundant. Richard noticed that in the choas, they'd been separated from the group. Richard said, "It looks like we've lost the others, and I have no idea where we go next." Judith said, "I think we should try going south, this place doesn't look like it would support any possible settlements. Hopefully we'll run into the others eventually." With some apprehension, the duo started walking south.

Ryan's heart raced. Max yelled, "NOW!" And sent a stampede of vault dwellers into a crevice between two rocks. All they could do was run. No one here was an experienced fighter. Even the vault security was nothing compared to these "slavers." So Ryan kept running. he ran for as long as Max did, unwilling to lose their vallient leader. People stumbled around him. Ryan grabbed them, and forced them to keep moving.

Isaac ran as soon as Max uttered the sound "No" in "Now". He ran up a steep hill off to the side and slid down the other side. Isaac turned around to see if anyone else had followed him, vault dweller and slaver alike. No one.

"Great, looks like no ones followed me." that was the most optimistic and happy thing Isaac had said in awhile. "Better hide for awhile. And regroup later." he then thought to himself.

Isaac hid under a small dead tree, using a large rock as cover, so he wouldn't be seen by anybody or anything passing by. But what Isaac had forgotten about was smell. Isaac then made the mistake of falling asleep.

When Isaac had awoken it was night time, almost pitch black. Isaac turned on his pip-boy light and looked around the general vicinity. Nothing. Suddenly a loud snap sound erupted from behind Isaac, followed by a snarling sound. It was a pack of wild dogs. Large, wild, rabies plagued dogs. The first bit down hard on Isaac's backpack and tore it opened, strewing all of his items around the ground. The next dog sunk its teeth deep into his arm, and ripped out a medium sized chunk of his arm. Blood started squirting out all over the place, and Isaac couldn't take another blow like that, as it nearly severed his artery. Then the second dog came back for more, Isaac was ready though as he unloaded five shots into the dogs temple, and neck.

Dog number 1 drew back in fear for a moment, but quickly sprinted at Isaac. Pistol drew he fired two shots, both missing. The dog pounced on him, but he was quick and drew his baseball bat. The only thing that stood in between him and the razor toothed dog was a now cracking bat. The bat broke entirely, sending splinters into the dogs mouth, wedging themselves in between teeth and tongue. That purdicament caused the animal to yelp in pain, giving Isaac time to raise his pistol, and release the last seven rounds into the rabid animal.

He gazed at his wound in amazement, less than a day out in the wastes, and he already had a life-threatening wound. He had to get medical attention now, and fast. Isaac grabbed the rusty combat knife from the ground, some gauze, alcohol and proceeded to bandage his wound. The bandage was sloppy, but it would do for the time being.

Isaac ran down a nearby road, hoping to find a settlement to get proper meds.

Nikolai had just reached the armory when an unusual voice sounded over the intercom. It was the pre-recorded message activated when the vault door opens to let everyone out.

"Attention all vault residents,please be aware your vault is now open. We hoped you enjoyed your stay in your Vault-Tec vault,please make a single file line to the exit with your saftey googles. Enjoy your new life above ground,and thank you for choosing Vault-Tec for your life underground."

"I guess they got that door opened after all,but now that isn't an option for me. Every savage in here heard that,so now we need to use their way out while they're distracted."

Nikolai grabbed one of the dust covered security suits and took as much ammo from the locker as he could.

When Nikolai entered D-Block,it was clear the intruders had gotten this far. Bullet holes,blood stains,and bodies were everywhere. "Oh god,please be safe,just be safe!",Nikolai said running to there room.

Jonathan picked up his winchester grabbed Sheena's hand and ran as fast as he could as soon as max said "Now!" Dust was flying everywhere, Slavers were screaming and alot of the vault dwellers were running behind Max including Jonathan. Many others scattered in different directions. The second grenade went off and Jonathan staggered but regained his balance. Almost there! He and Sheena passed the rocks Max was talking about when the third grenade went off. He stopped for a moment. "Here Sheena take this pistol, you'll need it." He passed the Beretta to her with all the ammo.

Steven listened to the plan. "Set me down." He told Jessica. She sat him on the ground. "When Max says now, run. Run as fast as you can and don't look back. If you do come back, wait until night." He finished and kissed her hard, and grabbed his pistol. Max threw the grenades, and stood like a sitting duck.

Jessica ran faster than she ever had. Steven was the first to make a move toward her, and she knew she loved him. Tears ran down her face and she breathed hard. The explosions were far enough away for Jessica to see vaugly what was going on. The slavers fell and Max still stood frozen. She hid behind a rock and made a lean to, made of the rock and some sticks.

Ryan Looked back.

"Steven's still back there!"

Ryan slid to a stop, and turned and ran back. The Slavers were just recovering as Ryan came back in. He ran up to Steven and began helping him up.

"Come on Steven! Your not gonna die here!" Ryan said as he hoisted Steven up and gave him support on his injured side. To gather, they ran as fast as they could. Bullets started to Fly past their heads. Ryan one handed his assault Rifle and shot blindly behind his back. he heard a few cries of pain, and some of the bullets stopped coming their way. But the Rifle was low on ammo, and it was soon fresh out. Ryan threw it down and kept pulling Steven along. He could see the group. Ryan, while still stumbling along, reached into his back, and pulled out a stimpack. He bit the end of it, taking off the protective cap with his teeth, and spit it out. Ryan looked as Steven, and then without warning, injected the Stimpack into Stevens leg. He gave him the full dosage, hoping his leg would start to heal.

Ryan picked up Steven, and rushed away after Max. Steven hopped along best he could, but hoped they would settle soon. By the time they stopped, Steven could walk, but would still have a limp. Jessica had caught up, and was following close behind.

James fell to the end of the group and noticed Ryan run backwards towards the slavers. "What the hell...?" James thought, but soon saw Steven on the ground and Ryan helping him. James ran east (if the vault group was north, Steven was South, and the Slavers were Southeast) to try and flank the slavers. When he got directly in the line of them, (But still far, far away) he started shooting off his rifle in their general direction, hoping to distract their gunfire towards him since he was farther away from the slavers then Steven and Ryan, and maybe even hit one of them.

Harley and Kate had retrieved the ventilation blueprints and were crawling through the vents, heading towards the only way out, the main entrance. The vents went to every part of the vault, and the route to the main entrance was pretty straight forward. They would have to crawl through the vents halfway through the vault, and cross over into another vent in a generator control room. Simple.

While they were crawling through the vents towards the generator control room, they received another message on their PIP-Boy's, stating that the rest of the group would not wait around for anyone else once the door was opened.

"Reasonable enough" Harley said, looking back to Kate as they crawled the vents, "don't worry, we'll get out of here, there must be settlements and towns on the outside. I'll get us out of here and we'll find somewhere".

Kate tried to smile but it really wasn't that easy, she sighed a response to Harley showing that she had heard and trusts him. As they moved through the vents, they could hear the freaks yelling and people screaming, and saw a few freaks through the vent grates as they moved through some of the rooms. Soon enough they reached one of the generator control rooms, where they had to get into a different vent duct.

Harley looked through the vent's grate to see the room was empty, and quietly opened the grate. They both crawled out of the vent and ran across the room and crawled into the other vent. This vent covered this quadrant of the vault, and luckily enough it went straight to the vault entrance room.

Crawling through the vents was easy work, and considerably safe. Harley wondered whether the group were close to getting the door open. Harley and Kate regularly exchanged looks, making sure each other were alright. They had to try not to make much sound when they were near the grates for the rooms. As they were nearing the main door, a loud announcement played across the vault P.A system stating that the main door had been opened.

"Well, it looks like we better hurry" Harley said to Kate, as they both started crawling faster to get to the door.

When they finally got to the vent grate in the vault entrance room, Harley looked out the grate to see if there was anyone there. There wasn't, but the door was open. Harley and Kate crept out into the room and then into the entrance cave, nobody was to be found.

"They must have left already" Harley said, motioning to Kate that they too would leave the cave.

Edging nearer the cave door, with light seeping through the cracks of the door, Harley started to feel very nervous. Who knows what they would find on the other side of this door. It could be a bustling city or a barren wasteland.

Harley pulled the door open to be showered in a bright blinding light, and they both stepped out into the world.

(OOC: Note that Harley and Kate leave the vault after the little altercation between the rest of the group and the slavers)

OOC: EDITED.

OOC: I did a post that indicated it was night, so I'm gonna wait to find any of you till the next day commences, or you all signal it's the next day.

IC: Isaac continued down the road, but he was feeling increasingly dizzy. It had been two hours since the dog attack, and he was out of ammo for his gun and only had the rusty combat knife for protection. "If those slavers and raiders managed to get inside the vault, there surely must be more somewhere" he thought to himself. Off in the distance he could make out a small settlement in the distance. It looked like a bunch of poorly built shacks, but they were clearly inhabited. Isaac ran over to the town and was greeted by a kid standing by the entrance.

"Hello stranger, what is your business here?" the kid said in a high pitched, sqweaky voice.

"Greetings young man," Isaac said in a happy tone, showing very little evidence of the pain that was plaguing him. "May I speak with whoever is in charge?"

"Certainly, follow me to my dad. His name is Dave!" said the child in a typical innocent voice. He skipped as Isaac followed, and stopped in front of the largest shack in the settlement.

*knock knock*

"Yes, who is it bothering me at this late hour?" asked a fatigued voice.

"Dad, there's a large chocolate man who wants to talk to you." said the kid. The term that the kid used "chocolate" slightly offended Isaac, but he quickly got over it, considering it was from an ignorant child.

"Yes, well let him in." Isaac entered the shack and shook the extended hand in front of him. "Welcome to the Republic of Dave, how may our proud nation be of service to you?" said the man named Dave.

"I came from the vault not to far from here, my group was disbanded by a group of slavers that attacked us, I have been wondering around. When I settled down a pair of dogs attacked me and I received this" Isaac took off the bandage carefully and showed the bloody, muscle-showing deep cuts that caused him so much pain. OOC: http://www.trauma.org/images/image_library/11178666085Pitbull_Bite_3.JPG (WARNING: VERY GRAPHIC, IF YOU HAVE A WEAK STOMACH, DONT LOOK AT IT))

Dave looked away in disgust. "That is one hell of a bad cut." remarked Dave. "Jessica, my second wife has a bit of medical experience, I'll take you to her to get that cleaned out. Follow me."

Isaac went with Dave to another shack, and inside a beautiful woman was sitting, writing something in a dirty book.

"Jessica, this man needs your assistance, as he has gotten into a little bit of an accident."

Jessica looked up at the two men, her beautiful green eyes shimmering in the light. She smiled at Isaac, but as she noted his cuts, her look of happiness quickly turned into disgust.

"How the hell did this happen?" she said in a light, heavenly voice.

"I was sleeping when two dogs attacked me, I managed to kill them but suffered from this injury." Isaac said, staring into her minty eyes.

"Well, I suppose I oughta bandage that up." she said with a laugh.

Jessica took out a bottle of liquor, some cloth, a stimpack, gauze and bandages. "Now this will hurt a lot, so I suggest you bite down on this block of wood." Isaac complied. She first injected the area with the stimpack, poured the liquor all over and around the cuts, wiped away any remaining blood, and bandaged it up in under five minutes.

"There you go!" Jessica said in accompany of another laugh. Isaac could tell she at least had a bit of interest in him, even if she was married to Dave.

"Thank you Jessica, that was very well done." said Isaac. The two of them just looked at each other for a few seconds. " I'll take you to where you'll be sleeping for tonight." interrupted Dave, leading Isaac outside.

"Good night Isaac, it was nice meeting you." Jessica said with a smile. "Nice meeting you too" replied Isaac, accompanied with a smile as well.

Dave led him to a smaller shack, with a dirty mattress inside, table, and lamp. Dave waved goodnight to Isaac, and left. Isaac quickly fell asleep, dreaming about Jessica.

OOC: Just a few things i noticed that i wanna mention just before i edit this and put in my side of the story...

- Isaac, you surely can't be at rivet city already. u were walking in the night so you wouldn't have been able to see much, but we are North North West above Old Olney direction so you wouldn't be near rivet city without going passed old olney, Bethesda ruins, even DC is before rivet city, but if that's where u wanna be then it's all good man.
- Steven, if you stay you will be enslaved. My post stated we were severly out numbered, + max was throwing the grenades so he was the last person to head down the passage, but i also said that everyone was running as fast as they could. The grenades barely killed anyone, they were just cover and spread tactics to escape. In the panic there wasn't much we could have done for your leg because we were about to be enslaved, so i'd take ryan's help if you don't want to become a slave.
- Note: They are not all dead, barely any of them are, we just have a considerable head start. Harley, be careful when you leave, even though they chased after us, some might have stayed behind to see if anyone else came out of the vault.

Good luck all, I hope we meet again

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They ran for what felt like forever... it was broad daylight so they could be easily spotted from a distance...

As they ran, the path split into many different directions, rock faces on either side they couldn't see anyone if they went down the wrong path and out of panic, people didn't really concentrate on where they were going and just disappeared.

Max, Ashley and Sarah stuck together through it all...

They came out of the other side of the mountain into an open dirty plain... They all stopped for a second to view the landscape... It was beautiful in a morbid kind of way...

In the distance they saw a tall metal fence with barbed wire along the top... They ran towards it and tried to find an entrance. They found it, big metal gates on hinges made from the same thing as the fence. They opened it up and ran inside and shut the door behind them. They turned around and observed various hiding places... They saw nothing much but a sort of cliff edge infront of them... They looked down and saw a small quarrey. It had a handful of huts, obviously where the quarreymen set up their base camp before the war, a mine shaft, plenty of mine carts a few destroyed cars and a larger building made of concrete which must have been the headquarters...

They walked down a small dirt road leading to the bottom of the quarrey... It seemed some people had come and gone but there didn't appear to be anyone here...

Max said to Ashley, Sarah and whoever had followed them, "We are going to lay low for now. Hopefully they will pass us by and we will be ok. Until then, we must rest and I need to think of a plan... but until then..."

"Make yourselves at home.."

OOC: I'll edit it if you want, sorry for the unrealism. I intended for him to just find it by quoincidence (however you spell that lol), and then get medical help, and then get help from some people in Rivet City to help Isaac find you all. But once again i'll change if you want me to. BTW this will be edited with an IC post once I receive word about this.

Richard and Judith had been walking south for about two hours. After a while, the duo decided to take a rest behind a rock. While they were resting, Richard spotted what appeared to be a giant, mutated mole rat. Richard said, "That's strange, I thought Mole Rats were only native to East Africa." Judith said, "Its origin is hardly important since it's noticed us and is coming over!" The Mole Rat quit sniffing the ground, reared up and looked at them, and then charged. The duo tried shooting at it, but most of their shots missed and the Mole Rats pounced, pinning Richard to the ground. Just as Richard was getting a full view of the Mole Rat's foot-long incisors, Judith smacked it in the head with her Lead Pipe, knocking it off him.

As the Mole Rat was lying dazed on the ground, Richard ran over and stabbed it on the neck twice with his Combat Knife, killing it. Panting profusely, "Richard said, "That was close, a few seconds later and I may have been missing my face. Thanks Judith, I owe you one." Judith said, "You're welcome, now what do we do with this thing?" Richard said, "I bet it probably doesn't taste very good, but I think our best bet would be to take some of its meat for sustenance. After all, we didn't exactly bring any food in our rush to avoid death and slavery." Richard then bent over and sliced off some meat from the Mole Rat's body. He and Judith then started using the instructions from a survival book they'd pilfered to make a fire and cook the meat.

Two hours later, the duo was walking again. The Mole Rat Meat was unappetizing, to say the least, as well as slightly radioactive, but it gave them enough energy to keep walking. They'd even saved some to eat later. As they walked they came up to a sign saying, "Welcome to Old Olney." Judith said, "This looks nice, for a ghost town." Richard and Judith then looked into the settlement and saw a person being chased by something. It was reptilian, 10 feet tall, brown, had claws about as long as a human arm, and looked like a demon. It cornered the man and then sliced him in two with one slash of his claws. Richard said, "No it doesn't, let's go around." The duo then traveled around Old Olney, avoiding the strange creatures by staying as far away as possible, before continuing further south.

Caine hesitantly chewed something the other residents of the Temple had referred to as "brahmin steak", finding it tasted somewhat like normal steak with a tinge of rat poison.

Suddenly an African American man the woman he'd met earlier referred to as Hannibal walked in the shack Caine was using as shelter, a genuine smile on his face. "Hello there youngin', I'm Hannibal Hamlin, the leader of this here free union. I'd like to be the first to welcome you to any food or water we may have, as long as you swear to never reveal this location to anyone. Do that and we'll get along just fine!"

Caine continued chewing the tough meat and nodded indifferently. Who the hell did he know out here? Who exactly was he gonna tell? He took a sip of some irradiated Nuka Cola and cringed a little, wondering if he'd ever get used to the lower quality of food out in the Wasteland.

Hannibal waited for a few moments while Caine finished his meal and finally asked the question Caine had been expecting for some time now. "So, Simone tells me that you came from Vault 110? I get that right? Might I ask what in Lincoln's name would make you wanna leave the comfy confines of a vault to wonder the hellish Capital Wasteland?"

Caine shrugged and eventually replied in a tired tone "Oh iunno, I figure I wanted to see the sights. Meet new people. Establish relationships with the friendly wildlife. That kinda thing..." he said as he took another swig of his cola.

Hannibal suddenly started laughing, nodding as he realized the question was somewhat stupid. He then waited a few moments and changed tactics "Let me rephrase the question, what drove you out of the comfy confines of Vault 110?"

"Oh, when you put it that way it was a bunch of psychopaths with guns.", Caine said in a sarcastic tone.

Hannibal stroked his bushy beard and nodded, figuring he knew exactly who Caine was talking about. "Raiders. I have no doubt about it, though their not usually that organized. Breaching a vault takes a degree of smarts not often attributed to that group of cannibals, murderers and miscreants."

Caine grew tired of the conversation and came up with a way to end the pseudo-interrogation. "Hey man, I'm really tired. I've had a long day what with all the killin' and avoiding dyin'. I'll fill you in on the details in the morning if I'm still breathing." Caine then laid down on the bed roll the former slaves had laid out for him in the shack, closing his eyes and falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Hannibal couldn't help but smile as the tuckered out young man passed out, closing the door and approaching one of his armed guards. "Hey, I want you to guard this shack. Make sure no one, and I mean no one goes in without my say-so, got it?" The guard nodded and took his new post in front of Caine's shack.

Jonathan lost Max in all the commotion. "Where did he go?" He asked Sheena feeling a bit worried.

"Better question is where did everyone go?"

"We lost everyone, Damn it!"

"Whats that over there?" Sheena saw a figure in the distance.

"I don't know." Jonathan took out his winchester and began walking towards it. "Hey you where are we!"

The figure turned around and shouted in a raspy voice. "Where do you think, look around you this is the wasteland!"

Sheena spoke up. "What are you doing over here?!"

The figure was close enough so that they could now see his face. "Hunting."

Jonathan looked at the figures face. "Oh my god, What happened to you?!"

"What do you mean?"

"You, it's as if you have necrosis."

"You haven't been here long have you? I'm a ghoul. Where are you from?"

"Ghoul whats that?." Sheena was hiding behind Jonathan at this point.

"I've been in lots of radiation." He looked over at Sheena. "Don't be scared miss."

She stepped out from behind Jonathan.

"Anyway i'll ask again where are you from?"

Jonathan said "I'm from vault 110."

"Wheres that?"

Jonathan pointed in the direction he came from.

"Hmmm never heard of it. Tell you what, i'll help you if you give me 500 caps."

"Sure but why would you need caps?"

"It's the money 'round here."

"Well I don't have any."

"Fine, but you owe me."

"Why are you helping us?"

"I need the money, and i'm bored."

"Fine, we're looking for the closest town."

"Follow me."

Jonathan and Sheena began following the ghoul...

OOC: Did anyone follow me? I'm trying to establish who's with me in the quarrey...

Ashley was so tired from everything that had happened... He collapsed in a heap on the floor from lack of nurishment, sleep and too young to witness such trauma... Max looked into his eyes and he had a glazed look in them... Max picked him up and took him inside one of the huts. Inside was quite an old bed but it would do for now. Ashley was asleep in his arms by now, so he laid him on the bed but there were no sheets, he was shivering and had nothing to eat...

Max was burning up inside from the anger of seeing his son like this... Max ran up to Sarah and said, stay here and look after him. I have to find something for this poor boy... Anything... rags for warmth, food, drink..." to which Sarah replied "...of course i will look after him... please be careful..."

Max grabbed his hunting rifle and with nothing on him but his utility jumpsuit, he walked out of the hut. He had to find something... anything...

Sarah started searching the huts for anything of use...

OOC: Yes Max, Me and Steven are with you.

Ryan looked back again. The Raiders were starting to break off. maybe they were giving up? Ryan looked ahead. Max was just starting to slow down. They came to a place with a bunch of raggedy shacks in an enormous hole. Max told the group to settle down in one of the houses. Ryan helped steven over to a spot where he could rest for a bit, and then looked around. It was his first, actual view of the Capital Wasteland...He thought it would look different. Ryan walked into one of the buildings and scavanged around a bit. As he walked into a room he saw a rifle laying next to a dead man. Ryan bent down and took the Rifle, and turned back around without a second thought. He inspected the rifle. It was simple. Just an old, bolt action hunting Rifle. But it would do. Ryan came back outside, and leaned on one of the building walls, looking around for anyone who needed his help.

Paul had lost everyone, he was resting under an overpass, he wished he could contact someone. Time started to be nothing. It was elasped. "Oh God, I'm going crazy" thought Paul aloud. "No you're not." said God?! "God?" Paul asked. "No, stupid, its me." Said the voice. Paul looked around, and saw a woman sitting right next to him. She was in tattered clothes, but they were better than the raiders or the slavers. "How long have I been here?" Paul asked. "I don't know, I found you here a few hours ago." she said.

Paul stood up. "Well as long as were here, I'm Paul." "I'm Mary," the woman said. "Oh, A lovely name, just like the mother of Jesus." Paul said. "Jesus?" Mary asked. Paul was dumbstruck, " You, know the son of God." Paul asked shock in his voice. "Nope, Do you?" she asked. A smile spread across Paul's face. "Well, over two thousand years ago-" "You've been alive for two thousand years?" she asked. "No, but Jesus was born then." Paul said. "You're funny," she said, "Let me show you my village." She said walking away. Okay, Paul thought following her.

Max walked out of the hut and saw Ryan, "How is Steven? I hope he is ok... So it was just us 6 that didn't get seperated... (Max, Ashley, Sarah, Ryan, Steven and Jessica) I wonder what happened to the others..."

After Max and Ryan had a chat Max said, "Look, Ashley is in bad shape... We all are. We have nothing... I must go out and see what I can find... Please protect my family..."

Max then turned around, walked up to the gate, opened it and left into the wastes with nothing more than his Rifle and his Utility Jumpsuit...

Ryan nodded and Clapped max on the shoulder.

"Sure I'll watch em. You get yourself back here in one piece though. Alright?" Ryan said, and picked up his own hunting Rifle.

Isaac was sleeping very well considering his current situation, but was awoken by someone lightly tapping him on the shoulder. Isaac grabbed his knife and rose quickly, only to see the peaceful, and startled face of Jessica.

"Hey, sorry about startling you, I need to talk to you." she said.

"I am sorry about that, instinct heh. What is it?" replied Isaac.

"As you probably know I am Dave's second wife. That position has been the most miserable experience for me. Rosie has been taking up all the time with him, and he rarely even acknowledges me, and when he does, Dave just yells at me. I thought I loved him at first...but recently I've been wanting to escape here and live my own adventure. I'm tired of his [censored], and I cannot take it anymore...But the thing stopping me was I couldn't survive in the wasteland alone. But now that you've come, and you're leaving to find your people I presume, I was wondering if you'd take me with you?" she said with great enthusiasm.

"Well, I-I would, but-" Isaac was interrupted by a loud "PLEASE?" He knew he couldn't resist her amazing smile. "Yes, I will take you, but you have to follow me constantly and do what ever I tell you too." finished Isaac.

"Yes! Yes I will, you can be sure of that!" she whispered. "We will leave tomorrow morning, pack your bags, and bring plenty of food, water, and any weapons you have." ordered Isaac, smiling at her. And with that she ran off to Dave's abode to quietly pack up for the long road ahead.

OOC: They are falling in love, but don't be like "OEZ NOEZ, +HA+ IS NOT RI+E! $HE @ND HE CANOT F@!! IN L0Ve SO F@$+!!!!11!1!!!!eleven!!1" Because they are simply friends for now, but will soon bond and in the next 4-5 posts find the main group.

As Max shut the gate behind him, he walked out into the Barren Wastes. The wind had picked up quite a speed and he was getting a lot of dust in his eyes? it was quite hard to see? What he could see was a gorgeous shade of orange as the sun started to go down? He was so tired but what had to be done couldn't wait?

He fought his way to the top of a rocky hill and looked out at the expanse below? In the distance he saw a few houses that looked like they were still standing? This is the first place he would try?

With one arm over his eyes, shielding the wind and dust, with the other hand clutching his hunting rifle, he trekked on not knowing what to expect but knowing that he had to be brave as this was his only option?

When he arrived at the houses, it looked like no one had been in there in years? He tried the handle and it wouldn't budge? Locked? He looked around him on the floor to see if he could see anything that might be of use? He found a small needle like hair pin and coupled with his screw driver that he had on his utility belt, he reckoned he could unlock it, or at least give it a go? After a while, just before it felt like the hair pin was going to snap, the door clicked and was unlocked... He hadn't lost his touch...

He opened the door and cautiously went inside with his hunting rifle aimed high? The place smelt so musty, and the air was unbelievably stale. It was so hard to breath, not to mention the familiar stench of the dead that caught his nose every once in a while?

He searched the kitchen and found a handful of useful items, such as cooking pans, the pilot light from inside the cooker, a gas canister, cutlery and plates. Looking in the fridge he found some rather strange snacks too? Was that? a squirrel on a stick? He had read about squirrels in the vault library. Urgh? to be fair anything would do right now? He unloaded what seemed to be potentially edible and put everything he found by the door?

He went in the bathroom and found a medicine cabinet with a few useful bits and pieces in. I will give these to "Ryan when I get back" Max thought to himself as he didn't know what half of this stuff did. He was an engineer, not a doctor?

Suddenly he heard a small bang? "What the?" Max thought to himself. It came from upstairs? He made his way upstairs cautiously, aiming with his hunting rifle and just as he got to the top a giant cockroach ran round the corner scaring the life out of him. Max backed away, lost his footing and fell down the stairs bruising himself badly all over? After a while, he stood up rather dazed, staggered back up the stairs, took aim, shot the cockroach from point blank range and shuddered? IT WAS HUGE!!!... and very disgusting?

Max went into one of the bedrooms. It appeared to be a child's bedroom. The sheets were dirty but better than nothing. He stripped the bed of pillows, sheets and duvets and piled them by the door. He even wrestled the single bed mattress down the stairs. When he got back up, he found a teddy bear and a few toy cars. He thought Ashley might like them, although Ashley would probably say he was too old but I think it would help more for comfort's sake. He found a few boys clothes that were a bit dirty but took them with him?

He then searched the large bedroom, which had an on sweet bathroom. The stench of dead bodies was coming from the bathroom. It appeared someone had died in the bath tub? suicide? Max covered his mouth and searched around? He found nothing. He stripped the bed of sheets, duvets and pillows and also took the double bed mattress downstairs even though it took him ages and was quite a hassle. He opened up the wardrobe and found a big long brown trench coat with a large collar and a hood, some dark brown leather boots and a few jumpers. He put the trench coat and the boats on and did up a few buttons at the top, just to make sure it didn't fly off. He grabbed a few books which he thought would be great for a fire and piled it up next to the door?

He checked the house one more time and in the bathroom, turned on the tap to find that the water that was coming out wasn't too bad? It could have been a lot worse. He went back to the kitchen and found some containers, then went back to the bathroom and filled as much up as he could. It wasn't a lot, but it was enough.

Next on the agenda was to try and find some means of carrying it? He put his hood up and went back outside. The wind had calmed down a bit. In the distance he saw a trolley from a super market. Did that mean there was a super market near by?! That would be a trip for another day. He was weak, and he needed rest?After all he hadn't slept in over 24 hours. The sun was going down, he needed to get back...

Something caught his eye. It was a dead body over by the side of the road, somewhat fresh. The clothes weren't like that of either two factions they had met so far. The pouches on his jacket seemed quite big, some kind of merchant maybe? He had been reaped of all his possessions and the clothes were in bad condition, barely salvageable, but he was wearing some kind of goggles. Max took them off the body and put them on. He could now see where he was going without being blinded by the dust. They also had a subtle tint, to soften the glare of the sun.

He got the trolley back to the house, limping from the bruises and lack of strength, loaded up all he could, and with his trench coat flowing in the wind, he headed back to the quarry with his findings? It would take a couple of trips to get all this back, but he took what he could?

It was a real struggle to get it across the wastes but he managed to do it with time? Once he got back he opened the gate and closed it behind himself. He then wheeled the trolley down towards their camp, limping as he went and when approaching Ryan said, "How is everyone? I have some supplies for you." And with that he handed a box of what he found in the medicine cabinets to him? Sarah had come out to meet him. "Can you help me unpack?" Max said with a smile to Ryan and Sarah and they were happy to oblige?

Ryan saw movement in the distance. He raised his rifle and followed the dark spec with his rifle for about a half an hour before he could make out who it was. Ryan lowered his rifle and headed over to the gate, opening it for Max as he returned from his trip.

"Almost didn't regignize you there, with all that new clothing on." Ryan said as Max came into the encampment.

"How is everyone?" max asked.

"They're all fine. Ashleys still Right where you left him. Poor guy has gone through a lot today."

Max nodded.

"I've got some supplies for you." Max said as he dug through his finds.
He pulled out a small box brimming with medical supplies. Ryan's eyes widened, and he took the box from Max.
He quickly skimmed through the boxes contents, and judged is condition. He found a nice, thick bundle of bandages, one or two extra med-x, maybe five or six sets of rad away, something Ryan had never used, but knew all about, and even a stim pack.
"Wow! Nice find Max! This is great!" Ryan said, and began adding the materials to his own collection from the vault.

((OOC:I was with the group but to avoid editing and what not I'll take me and my characters elsewhere))

James distracted a few slavers while the rest broke off. He started running, shooting at them whenever he could. He eventually lost them when he was hidden behind two large rocks. James looked around. He wasn't far from the original site of the chaos. He spotted something in the distance. James had trouble identifing it but realized it was Lisa. "Oh thank god, she's alright..." James said out loud. James ran to her.

"What happened?" He asked

"I was seperated from the group. I'm sorry." Lisa was panicking.

"It's alright, were safe." James looked around. "We should probably keep moving." Since Lisa didn't know where the group went, they started walking in any direction.

After ten minutes of walking, they came to a small makeshift camp. It consisted of three tents around a small campfire. Four men were at the campfire and one was gaurding the front. Exausted, they tried their luck...

"What's your business around here?" The guard said.

"We are tired and hungry. Please can we stay for a little bit?" The way the man was dressed reminded him of some people he saw earlier.

The man looked over the two wastelanders. He stared at their pip-boys for a few good minutes. One of the men at the fire noticed them and walked over. "What do we have here?" he asked.

The guard responded, "These two folks want to stay here."

"Nope we can't let em, we ain't got nough food for em." The man lifted his pistol at James. "An we sure as hell ain't got enough people to make sure they don't do nothin funny while they transported. I say we waste em right here."

"Woah, please I'm sorry, we didn't know, we-" James started to say but was interupted.

"Hey! What's goin on over there!?" A large burly man from the campfire walked over, who was most likely the leader. "Put down your pistol, there's enough food, we can help em. God knows we do enough harm, Eulogy won't know bout it."

The men backed away and James and Lisa walked in. As James walked past the fist tent, the flap was open so he looked inside. Inside he could see four people bound in chains in a row. James realized where he was and what he had done. One of the slavers who never left the campfire looked at James, walked to the flap, and closed it, then motioned them to join them at the campfire.

James thought why they didn't capture them, since they had vault jumpsuits on. James looked at his suit. "Covered in dust. They must not be able to see that it says were from vault 110. Thank God." James and Lisa followed the slaver to the campfire and sat down.

Shortly after sitting down, james asked "Do you have any clothes to spare ,these are dirty and old."

The burly man motioned for some clothes to be brought to them.

James took the clothes, looking at them. "Slavers clothes... better then the vault 110 jumpsuit...." James and Lisa went into a secluded tent to change and came back out, sitting back at the campfire.

((OOC:Not all slavers are evil))