James sighed, this was silly, but alright. He nodded, and they moved off towards the armory.

They passed by a few guards, and went down to the armory. Entering, the guard looked startled and stared at them.

"Here! Arm yourselves! Quickly!" he shouted and gave James and Terry some pistols and ammo.

James was about to say something, but closed his mouth. Whatever was happening, he didn't want to interfere. Probably someone pulled a cruel joke on the old man, but it was best just to get the weapons and quickly get the hell out of there.

He turned to Terry, "Well, ready?"

Max nodded to Alex, hand set at the top of his gun handle. Best be prepared just in case anything did attack them. Perhaps in the day time, things hid from travellers... but would if at night, everything came lose? Monsters of all kinds...

I would rather be prepared to shoot a beasty in the face then not do so for sake of conscience. Max thought to himself as he walked in the direction of the barn.

As Alex was approaching the barn with Max, he noticed something. Getting closer, he could smell a stench that infested his nose, and smelt like nothing he ever smelt before. It was horrid, and started coughing.

"What the hell is that stench?!?", while Alex was trying to breathe through his shirt.

Upon getting closer to the barn, the smell got stronger, and he saw what the source of the smell is.

"Max, come take a look at this!" Alex nearly gagged when he saw the thing. He tried to remember what it could be. It looked like a cow of some sorts, only mutated, with two heads instead of one. Whatever the creature was, it was dead for some time, as the corpse was decaying. Flies were picking at the thing, justing making the site more disgusting to Alex.

Alex took a look around inside the barn, trying to look for anything that could be useful. It looked like almost everything was either destroyed, and just useless.

"Might as well start looking around..."

Max set his hands to his mouth, then turned his head and gagged out the burger he had eaten earlier. He turned a glance toward the mutated corpse, he breathing heavily.

"Is... is that.. some sort of cow?" Max muttered, kneeling next to the creature and pulling out a extraction-shot needle, setting it in the creatures leg and beginning to extract fluids.

He then looked to the left, the right. Max knew it would probably be wise to leave right now, but decided against his judgement. Might as well make what he can of the situation.

Alex was continuing to look for anything to be useful. He found some unopened bottles of whiskey, and decided take them.

"Better than nothing..", he said to himself while taking the bottles. He put them in his bag, and walked towards Max.

"Well, I found us some whiskey.". Alex smiled, trying to keep his spirits up, while the barn was creeping him out.

Just then, he heard the sound of footsteps outside of the barn, people talking. Alex quickly picked up the 10mm pistol he had in his bag, and held on to it in case.

The barn doors were open, and Alex could see the shadows of the people. They were carrying some weapons that looked bigger then theirs.

Three people entered the barn, and noticed Alex and Max. They were humans, but seemed very dirty, and smelled almost as bad as the corpse.

One of the people raised his rifle, and shouted at the two Vault Dwellers

"New blood! C'mon boys, lets wreck these bastards!"

They started firing, and Alex quickly ran, and tried to find cover. Bullets were flying past him, as he ran and took cover behind some metal barrels. He was nervous, and barely knew how to use a gun. Yelling to Max, he said

"What now?!?"

((Holy wet bed sheets, you guys are going to get raided and me and the doc are going to be downstairs with all the food, guns, and meds! ))

Max leaped behind cover as the bullets burst around him, pieces of wood landing on his arm. He drew his pistol, turning off the safety and pulling on the back trigger. He then began to blind fire, having no clue if he was hitting something or not.

"Just shoot!" Max shouted to Alex, then let out a yelp as he felt his gun get knocked out of his hand. He pulled his hand against his chest, some blood rolling out of a penetrated spot, a bullet visible in it.

"Stop, STOP STOP!" a voice shouted from one of there attackers, "Dont waste bullets dammit! Go get them, no-"

Suddenly, much creaking could be heard on the roof. Max passed a glance to Alex, voices heard shouting outside the barn, followed by some gunfire... then silence.

Max gripped his bleeding hand tightly as more creaking could be heard.

"What the hell is that?" a voice said from one of the attackers, Max looking about wildly.

"DEATHCLAWS!" another voice suddenly shouted, the roof letting out one final loud creak before emitting many snaps. Max ducked as he heard the guns of the attackers go off, followed by screams.

"Lets get the hell- AGHH!"

Max looked to Alex, his bloody hand rapping around the handle of his gun. "Lets go, now!" he shouted.

Without saying anything, Alex nodded at Max, and started running out the other way of the barn. He quickly turned around while running, and saw the Deathclaw. He could understand why those people called it a Deathclaw. The hands of the ferocious creature were bigger than his own head, stretching out to about the length of his arm. Alex freaked out, and started to scream while running away.

"Holy [censored]! Keep running!"

Alex along with Max sprinted their way back to the Vault, hoping they could outrun the monster chasing them.

"Yup, let's get going." Terry replied, grinning madly. "I saw an area which looked like it used to be a farm, could have some good stuff. You in?"

(Omfg. I thought for a moment I'd be discovered. You guys going to the armoury, armourer telling you he's given me stuff, but no. Haha! Harold prevails.)

Smirking, James nodded at Terry. Sounded like a good idea.

"Sure. Lets go investigate. I saw it too a while ago when I was constructing."

After all, it may have some gadgets from pre-war!

OOC: Or some dead raiders and a deathclaw...

Max was sprinting as far away from the barn and as fast as he possibly could. He knew not what the hell a 'deathclaw' was, nor how fast it was. He did know that he did not want to be slaughtered by it though, and so he ran.

Just as the colony came into sight, a large amount of dirt seemed to burst from behind Max! The next thing the officer felt was a sharp pain at the bottom of his leg, and then he getting pulled into a hole, his gun falling out of his hand.

"Alex! He-" could be heard before Max seemed to disappear.

(OOC: Not sure if Marks is going to reply, but eh, we'll continue it along.)

James walked outside, armed with his pistol. He surveyed the surrounding the area, and noticed the barn. While looking towards the barn, he noticed two figures running from it.

"Who is that? Is that Alex and Max?" he watched them running off. Soon, some hole appeared behind Max, and he was svcked in.

"Oh no..." whispered James. He began to run towards them.

Max found himself being dragged into a small tunnel system, perhaps made by some kind of mole. One of the creatures he assumed to be a Deathclaw stood over him, it ripping a claw from his leg and letting out a roar. Max began to scoot back, until his back touched the tunnel wall. The Deathclaw lunged its head, the only part of its body capable of getting in the small space Max was in, toward him.

The officer slammed a foot into the face, the Deathclaw recoiling for a moment before doing so once more, only to get another boot for a moment.

I cant keep this up forever! Either its brains eventually get smashed ,or I get exhausted!

What max did not notice, was the skeleton lying next to him, a assault strapped to it.

OOC: King o' the page!



"What the hell? It is them! What's that thing behind them? Looks like something out of a bok about demons of something." Terry gasped.

Amazing that the Vault had been open for under a day, and it looked like two residents were going to get eaten already.

Caught up in an uncharacteristic feeling of heroism, Terry started to sprint toward the grim scene.

Alex kept on running, he thought he heard Max scream, but Alex just wanted to leave.

Just then, he saw Terry coming towards him.

"You got to help us! Max just got captured!"

Alex started walking in circles, unaware what to do.

He pulled out the pistol, and said to himself

"I'm going to get him back."

((OOC: I'm Baaaack.))

James reached Alex.

"What the hell's going on?" he cried. James looked back, and saw the hole that Max fell in, and quickly sprinted towards it. He pulled out his pistol and was nervously shaking as he stared down the hole.

"M-... max? Are you there...?" he softly down the hole.

((You guys let this fall back a page! ))


Jack lit up a cigarette, sitting at the counter. "Say, doc, I think i'll go scout up ahead, and loot some things. Lets say the password is, umm... Scarecrow.". He went out, with a pistol in his hand.

All he had was a pistol, a backpack for looting and holding his pistol, and a pip-boy.

He acted casual walking outside the vault, and they let him pass.

He walked down to an old farm in the distance, only to see Alex, James, Terry, dead bodies of people not wearing jumpsuits, and a...Beast!

He started firing 10mm rounds at it.

Terry noticed the 10mm rounds hitting the beast. He turned to see Jack firing at it
'wait, why the hell aren't I doing that?' he thought as he joined in the act of shooting that 'thing'

Alex noticed Terry and others shooting the monster named "Deathclaw" with their pistols.

He understood what they were doing, so he raised his 10mm pistol, and started to shoot at the Deathclaw along with the other Vault people.

It was amazing, despite all of them shooting the Deathclaw, it was like he didn't budge.

"Keep firing!" said Alex.

James ignored everyone firing at the deathclaw, and jumped down the hole with his heart racing. He had to find Max.

"Max! Where are you!" he cried out. The hole was dark and he was terrified. "Max!" looking around, he couldn't see anything.

"Guys, stop firing, i've got an idea!".

He runs up and punched the deathclaw in the nose, getting its attention.

Jack was a fast runner, and today, it might come in handy.

It took a swing at Jack, but he jumped back, he ran out of the barn like a bullet, the 'Claw in pursuit.

"Yeehaw! Come on, slowboy!".

Meanwhile, Max was fighting his own foe less then perhaps ten feet underground. The Deathclaw that was after him could be heard snarling loudly as he continued to slam his boot into its face. Fatigue was beginning to catch up to Max. Just as he felt the last of his energy begin to slip away, Max spotted the assault rifle a few inches from him.

He began to extend his hand toward the rifle, only to feel the foot of the Deathclaw smash into his chest. Just then, he heard someone calling for him.

"Im... here!" Max shouted back, the Deathclaw bringing it's head closer to Max, saliva dripping out of its mouth and sliding off its jaw. The thing was toying with him, which served slightly to Max's advantage.

If he could just get enough time..

((Lol, Max is going to be 'Claw food. Stuck with a ten foot tall beast in a hole? Yeah, you're dead. ))