Fallout Equestria: Prologue and chapter one

…there came an era when the ideals of friendship gave way to greed, selfishness, paranoia and a jealous reaping of dwindling space and natural resources
Lands took up arms against their neighbors.

A great cleansing; a magical spark struck by pony hooves quickly raged out of control
Megaspells rained from the skies
Entire lands were swallowed in flames and fell beneath the boiling oceans
Ponykind was almost extinguished, their spirits becoming part of the ambient radiation that blanketed the lands.

A quiet darkness fell across the world...…But it was not, as some had predicted, the end of the world
Instead, the apocalypse was simply the prologue for another bloody chapter in pony history
In the early days, thousands were spared the horrors of the holocaust by taking refuge in enormous underground shelters known as Stables.

But when they emerged, they had only the hell of the wastes to greet them
All except those in Stable Two
For on that fateful day when spellfire rained from the sky, the giant steel door of Stable Two swung closed, and never re-opened.

If I’m going to tell you about the adventure of my life -- explain how I got to this place with these people, and why I did what I’m going to do next -- I should probably start by explaining a little bit about PipBucks.What is a PipBuck? A PipBuck is a device, worn on a foreleg just above the hoof, issued to every pony in a Stable when they become old enough to start work.

A blending of unicorn pony magic and science, your PipBuck will keep a constant measure of your health and even help administer healing poultices and other medicine, track and organize everything in your saddlepacks, assist in repairs, and keep all manner of notes and maps available at a hooftap
Plus, it allows you to listen to the Stable broadcast whenever you would like as it can tune into and decrypt just about any radio frequency.

And that’s not all
A pony’s PipBuck generates an E.F.S
(Eyes-Forward Sparkle) that will indicate direction and help gauge whether the ponies or creatures around you are hostile
And, perhaps most impressively, a PipBuck can magically aid you in a fight for brief periods of time through use of the S.A.T.S
(Stable-Tec Arcane Targeting Spell).

Oh, and a feature not to be forgotten: it can keep track of the location of tagged objects or people, including the wearers of other PipBucks
So if a pony somehow got lost -- don’t ask me how you could get lost in a Stable, but it does happen on occasion -- then anypony who knew the lost pony’s tag could find them instantly.It can even be made to glow like a lamp.

So yes, PipBucks really are a testament to unicorn pony arcane science
And yes, having a PipBuck is a big advantage
So with how wonderful and miraculous all that just sounded, it’s hard to impress upon ponies who never lived in a Stable just how ordinary, how pedestrian, a PipBuck was in the eyes of the ponies living in Stable Two
And why I was disappointed to have one as my cutie mark.

Every pony in Stable Two had a PipBuck
All that stuff I mentioned? Most ponies don’t use even half of that
They just used it to tune into the Stable broadcast -- listened to the sweet, sweet voice of Velvet Remedy in the evenings or the latest school singing competitions during the day
The Stable had two soccer leagues, one which allowed S.A.T.S
and one which prohibited it.

Otherwise, most ponies paid their PipBucks almost no attention at all
The Overmare issues each pony their own PipBuck on the day of their Cutie Mark Party -- usually a day or two after you get the mark on your flanks that tells everypony what makes you special, what you’re destined to be good at.

Once it shows, the Overmare knows what work to assign you; you know your place in the Stable
So no, I was not thrilled that what made me special was something that everypony had, which was a lot like being told I wasn’t special at all
Sure, getting a PipBuck as my cutie mark could have meant I was destined to become an awesome PipBuck repair filly or something, but in reality it was like getting a cutie mark of a cutie mark.

Didn’t help that I was the last pony to get her cutie mark
Not surprising in retrospect
Kinda tough to find what you’re supposed to be good at when what you’re supposed to be good at is something you don’t get until you’ve found what you’re supposed to be good at
So I tried everything.

I even tried to invent new things
As a unicorn pony myself, my innate magics allow me a level of fine manipulation that earth ponies don’t enjoy
Any pony can hold a key in their teeth and open a lock, but using multiple tools in a very delicate operation? That requires precision levitation
So I decided to learn to pick locks with a bobby pin and screwdriver
And I was even getting pretty good at it
Unfortunately, it didn’t get me my cutie mark
It just got me into trouble.

I even, to my humiliation, went through the C.A.T
(Cutie-mark Aptitude Test) in the hopes it would guide me to what made me special
But no
My C.A.T
was utterly average, with only marginally higher scores in a couple areas, indicating that I might be suited for work as a PipBuck Technician or a Stable Loyalty Inspector
Two options, I should note, that were even less impressive when you considered that it was generally expected that unicorn ponies would go into either technical or administrative work.

That is, except the unicorn ponies who are natural artists, like Velvet Remedy
As I said before, our inherent magic allows us the sort of fine manipulation that technical work demands
Likewise, the Overmare and her government were always unicorn ponies
It is the Overmare’s unicorn magic, after all, that creates the false sunlight used to grow our underground apple orchard
And while our apples might not look like those beautiful red things in the old books, they are what keep us alive.

It was only because they let me try my hooves at both positions that I gained access to a PipBuck before receiving my own, otherwise I might never have gotten my cutie mark.Oh, my name is LittlePip
Go figure
I was given the name because I was the youngest and the smallest, and even my mother had the good sense not to call me “Pipsqueak.” (Not that I don’t love her, but when a filly’s cutie mark is a glass of hard apple cider...) Anyway, funny how names like that turn out sometimes.Pleased to meet you
Here is my story…

“Because in Stable Two, no pony ever enters and no pony ever leaves.”

Grey.The walls of the maintenance stalls were all a very monotonous, dull grey
The particular wall I was staring at had the merit of being a very clean grey
PipBucks were notoriously hardy and reliable, so being the Stable’s PipBuck Technician meant that there were long periods of nothing to do
Being the PipBuck Technician’s apprentice meant that I was assigned all the mundane daily chores while my trainer took extended naps in the back room
Chores like cleaning the walls.“This wall needs a mural.”

I let myself fantasize, picturing the Overmare agreeing and ordering Palette herself to turn our entire stall into one of her brightly colorful masterpieces
Palette was the greatest painter in Stable Two, and like every skilled artist, that made her a stable treasure
Life in Stable Two inevitably began to eat at your spirit -- you were born in the Stable, you lived your whole life in the Stable, you were going to die there, and the course of your life was largely laid out for you to see by your Cutie Mark Party.

So the Overmare insisted that a new song be added to the Stable broadcast’s repertoire each week, that public areas were brightly painted and adored with uplifting and motivational murals, that regular parties were planned in the atrium… all in an effort to distract and stave off depression.

Reality came crashing back as I stared at the eternally blank grey
Beautifying maintenance areas was tragically low priority already, and the PipBuck Technician stall was one of the least trafficked parts of maintenance
I felt my ears droop as I started to realize that I’d be staring at this same grey wall nearly every day for the rest of my life.

“Oh dear
Is it really that bad.”And there she was
Velvet Remedy, the gorgeous charcoal-coated unicorn with streaks of color in her white mane and with a voice as smooth as silk and rich as finest chocolate, was standing in the doorway of my stall
I felt immediately grateful that I had finished the cleaning and simultaneously ashamed that the room was so beneath her.

I couldn’t believe she was standing there
I’d seen her on the stage above us at late parties; I’d listened to her songs incessantly, recording every new one on my PipBuck so that I didn’t have to wait to hear it again
I’ll admit it now, I’d had a crush on Velvet Remedy for years
Me and at least three hundred other ponies
My mother used to laugh at that
“LittlePip,” she would say, chortling with her friends, “Velvet Remedy’s barn door doesn’t swing that way.” It took me a couple years to understand what my mother had meant by that
And took me several seconds to process that Velvet Remedy had just asked me something.

Wonderful response, LittlePip
So elegant
I wanted to dig my way through the concrete floor and pull the chunks over the top of me.She smiled sweetly
She smiled at me! And in that amazing voice, “You looked so heartbroken when I came in
Is there anything I can do?”Velvet Remedy offered
To help
Me.I was shocked back to my senses
Velvet Remedy must have some reason to be down here
Some PipBuck reason
It wasn’t like she would just go wandering around maintenance, after all
Looking around, I realized that I was the only pony on duty
My teacher was, as usual, asleep in his office.

Velvet Remedy’s expression was both compassionate and unconvinced, but she lifted a forehoof, raising her PipBuck up to my gaze
A more elegant model than mine, with her initials and cutie mark (a beautiful bird with wings outstretched and beak opened in song) embellishing it tastefully
“I hate to be a bother, but it’s begun to chafe
Could you replace the padding?”“Oh, absolutely!” I was already levitating the special keys used to unlock a PipBuck from a pony’s foreleg (as an apprentice PipBuck Technician, I had all manner of special precision tools in the pockets of my utility barding)
“I’ll have it done in right quick!” The PipBuck came off with a click.

Velvet Remedy chuckled hesitantly, lowering her hoof
“Oh no, that’s all right
Take your time
I’m going to put some salve on this leg back in my room and rest up for the afternoon.”That’s right! Velvet Remedy was performing at the Stable Two Saloon tomorrow night! I would have to polish it up, make it worthy of being worn above her hoof
If I spent all night on it, I could give it a full tune-up, have it running as smoothly as the day she got it, and still have it back to her before the show.“All right! I’ll have it back to you by this time tomorrow
You won’t be disappointed
I promise!”

She smiled at me again, and all the grey in the world couldn’t darken my day
“Thank you.” And then she turned to go
I watched as her cutie mark disappeared around the doorway
Then she was gone.

The next day, I was whistling one of Velvet Remedy’s songs as I walked down the halls towards her room
Her PipBuck was hovering along beside me in a field of magical levitation, freshly padded with the best lining I could find, looking shiny and new
I was tired from a long night or work, but in high spirits
Velvet Remedy was going to be so happy with my work!Turning the corner, I was startled out of my reverie by the mass of ponies gathered outside Velvet Remedy’s room
Damn, I was going to have to battle my way through hoof-print seekers and paparazzi
Levitating the PipBuck higher, I started to shove my way into the crowd.

The hushed voices and panicked whinnies around me grew alarming
“Why would she abandon us?”Gone? Velvet Remedy was… gone?And then the words that stopped me cold
“I didn’t think the Stable door even could open!”She was gone outside?!?“Don’t worry, everypony!” boomed the voice of the Overmare from somewhere in the crowd
“I have the tag of each and every pony in the Stable
I will personally send out a rescue party
We’ll have our Velvet back by the end of the day
Worry not.”

The hushed voices and panicked whinnies around me grew alarming
“Why would she abandon us?”Gone? Velvet Remedy was… gone?And then the words that stopped me cold
“I didn’t think the Stable door even could open!”She was gone outside?!?“Don’t worry, everypony!” boomed the voice of the Overmare from somewhere in the crowd
“I have the tag of each and every pony in the Stable
I will personally send out a rescue party
We’ll have our Velvet back by the end of the day
Worry not.”

I felt I was drowning in cold, wet cement
My gaze slowly moved up towards the PipBuck floating above me.I lowered my head, slowly trying to back out of the crowd, curling the floating PipBuck close
When the Overmare brought up Velvet Remedy’s tag, it would lead everypony not to Velvet but to her PipBuck sitting in the maintenance…With a thump, I backed into somepony, startling me enough that the levitation field evaporated in a poof and the clean and shiny PipBuck clattered to the floor.Turning, I found myself eye-to-eye with the Overmare.She didn’t speak, her gaze turning to the PipBuck on the ground
Velvet Remedy’s initials and cutie mark clearly visible.“What
Is
This?” The Overmare spoke slowly, dangerously.

All eyes turned to me
I could feel every pair of eyes
Nobody spoke
The silence bore down like a lead blanket
My mouth went dry
I couldn’t find my voice.I didn’t need to
I could feel the wave of loathing
Dozens of Velvet Remedy fanponies, and I was the pony holding the reason why their idol was lost to them.The Overmare’s voice was low and surprisingly gentle
“Take it and go to your room
Swiftly.”She didn’t need to tell me twice.

I lay on my bed that evening, poking at Velvet Remedy’s PipBuck as the radio in my own played yet another re-iteration of the tragedy of the day.I couldn’t believe it
Velvet Remedy was gone
I couldn’t understand
How could she leave? Why would she go?The door out of Stable Two was closed and sealed
Only the Overmare knew the secrets to opening it, assuming it even could open
Which, obviously, it could.But why? Nobody really knew what was outside, if there was anything out there at all
Historical books suggested the world outside was blasted, lifeless and poisonous
That was, at least, the common and logical assumption
But a ghost story somepony told at my first (and only) slumber party had given me horrible nightmares and still lurked in the shadows of my head: a tale of a pony who somehow got the Stable door open and stepped outside… only to find out that there was no outside! Just a great nothingness that whisked the pony away, devouring her soul so that she was nothingness too.

Empirically, I knew that wasn’t the case, but the mental image still haunted me.The two things I did understand was that Velvet Remedy had gotten me to remove her PipBuck so the Overmare couldn’t track her with it, and that I was screwed.Being the smallest pony my age, and the last to get my cutie mark, did not facilitate building friendships with my peer ponies
Mother honestly didn’t help either
Nor did waking up screaming at my first slumber party
So I was used to being alone
But I’d never had enemies before
I’d been beneath the notice of other ponies, but I’d never had one hate me.

I really couldn’t blame them either, even though it totally wasn’t fair
They were upset and hurt and needed a scapegoat
The news hadn’t mentioned me by name, just “Velvet Remedy’s custom-decorated PipBuck was found in the possession of a PipBuck Technician pony”, but with a whole two of us, it wasn’t hard for everypony to figure out, even without the scene outside her room earlier.The Overmare was speaking on the radio
“We are all feeling this loss
But I want to remind everypony that Velvet Remedy chose to do this
She chose to leave her home
To abandon us, her family
She betrayed my trust and she betrayed yours, just as she betrayed the trust of the pony who she tricked into removing her PipBuck, ensuring we could not find her
I know many of you are angry or hurt
I urge you to direct that anger where it truly belongs…”

As thankful as I was for her words, it wasn’t going to change the resentment that I would face every day, even if every pony kept it to themselves
It hung in the air like old smoke.I distracted myself with the errant PipBuck, taking note of an encrypted file
I had spotted it yesterday, figuring it was probably an unfinished new song
I didn’t want to open it then, both out of respect for Velvet Remedy’s privacy and a dislike of spoilers, but I guessed it didn’t matter anymore
The song would never be played.Opening a pouch on my utility barding, I withdrew an access tool that would allow me to remove the encryption safely and easily
It was a sound file
I played it.“The override code for opening the door to Stable Two is… CMC3BFF.”I shot up in surprise at what I had heard
Swiftly, I turned off the radio and played it again.I didn’t recognize the voice
It was female, kinda sweet, and had a strange accent that didn’t sound like anyone in the Stable
But now I knew how Velvet Remedy left.I must have sat there for hours, contemplating what I should do
But finally, I made my choice.I was going to go outside after her
I was going to bring her back.

I stood there, staring at the huge steel door that sealed Stable Two away from the horrors (or nothingness!) outside
And at the two guard ponies who blocked my way
I had my saddlebags packed with apples and necessities
Even a Big Book of Arcane Sciences for something to read
I had two canteens around my neck
I was ready to go
But the Overmare was making sure there were no follow-up acts.Insistence and glowering looks weren’t getting me anywhere
My horn was glowing, but they stood their ground, unimpressed
They weren’t going to let me anywhere near the control panel.“Hey, aren’t you the filly who let our Velvet get lost outside anyway?” one of the guards inquired daringly, taking a bullying step forward
The other guard looked away in disgust
I’m not sure if he was disgusted at me, or if he felt like the Overmare seemed to about ponies wanting to take it out on me
I was kinda hoping it was the former, considering what I was about to do to them.

THUD!The metal footlocker above them dropped onto their heads, knocking both out cold
Earth ponies -- they never see that levitating-something-up-behind-you trick coming.I was at the controls, entering the passcode from Velvet Remedy’s PipBuck when the Overmare’s voice boomed through nearby speakers.“Stop! I order you to stop this instant!”Yeah, that wasn’t going to happen.“Guards! I want every guard pony at Stable Two door! Stop that filly!”Oh crap!My hooves flew up to the main switch for the door, and I prayed to Celestia that the code worked
Then, with all my strength, I threw the switch.A loud clanging filled the air, followed by a hissing of steam and a great rumble that shook the room
As I watched, the massive bolt that held the door from Stable Two shut slid back
A huge hinge-arm swung down, attaching itself to the door, and with a teeth-hurting squeal, pulled the massive steel door out and away.Randomly, I found myself thinking in my mother’s voice “Stable Two’s barn door doesn’t swing that way.” The door to Stable Two wasn’t supposed to swing at all
Even though I threw the switch, I was stunned to see it actually open.

“You don’t have to do this… LittlePip, isn’t it?” The Overmare’s voice kicked me out of my stupor
I could hear the hooves of galloping guards drawing near.I took a step towards the door
“Don’t worry
I’ll bring her back.”“No you won’t! If you leave here, you’ll never be let back in!”For a moment, the unfairness stung
The Overmare was willing to send out a search party to bring Velvet Remedy back
But then, Velvet was special, and I was… not.Part of me wanted to turn back right there, crawl back to my room and my dreary but safe life.Drawing myself up, I stepped out the door.

With a final hiss and clang, the steel door of Stable Two closed irrevocability behind me.I don’t know what I expected to find just beyond the door, but it certainly wasn’t this long, dark hallway that smelled of rotting timbers and sepulcher air
I was no longer in the Stable
But I wasn’t outside yet either
I was in limbo.I turned on my PipBuck’s light, and recoiled with a gasp at the skeletons of long-dead ponies which littered the hall
The outside of the Stable door was marred from where ponies had slammed on it until their hooves cracked and shattered, trying to get in.Moving forward quickly, I discovered that the hallway opened into an old room with stairs leading up to a horizontal door with a shattered lock
The entrance from the outside world into Stable Two had been cleverly disguised as the door to a humble apple cellar
And by disguised, I meant that the person who built it had been building an apple cellar.Taking a deep breath, I trotted up the stairs, swung open the cellar door, and stepped outside.

chapter 2: 264480 (TALON)