Warning: this may include drug use, alcohol use, language, sex, and lots of violence
Trey’s alarm clock went off, waking him up. He sat up in his bed and pressed the snooze
button. He looked around his room. His room had a brown dresser with a flat screen TV, with a
DVD player and a GameCube console. His window had green curtains, his bed had green
sheets and tan pillows. Sitting on his shelves were Five nights at Freddy’s plushies, along with
wall of all his drawings. He got up and walked to his bedroom door, opening it. He walked into the
lit hallway. “Sun’s not even up.” said Trey, walking into the bathroom. He took of his sleeping
attire and walked into the showers. Trey was a skinny-muscular one, with brown eyes and hair.
He also had tan skin. He turned the water on and took a shower.
After he took a shower, he shaved his thin beard and brushed his teeth. He combed his hair
into his usual messy hairstyle. He puts on deodorant and some of his blue cologne. He walked
into his bedroom and took 5 minutes to get dressed. He was wearing his red Coca Cola shirt, with
his blue jeans and green Converse shoes. He wore his red highschool hoodie around his waist
and he puts on his glasses. He walked into the kitchen, where his mother was at. “Trey, today is a
big day for you.” said Mrs. Bridgwater. “I know, it’s the first time Aledo has ever lost to Northwest.”
replied Trey, grabbing his brown basket with baked goods inside. Trey was in fact a baker. He
even owns the school’s Cooking and Robotics Club. He went against Aledo, the state champions
high school in Texas, in a Robotics Competition. Northwest got 1st place in the competition.
“There’s my genius! Making the world a better place!” said Trey father, eating a doughnut. “I’m
going out with my friends!” hollered Trey’s older brother, Orion, who was leaving through the front
door. Trey grabbed his phone and checked his messages.
There was a knock at his front door. “Trey.” said a female voice through the door. “My friends
are here. I’m gonna drive my Jeep.” said Trey, grabbing his green school bag. “Okay, have fun
today!” said Trey’s mother, as he left through the door. Standing on his porch, was his friends
Melissa and Jacob. Melissa was pale with brown eyes. She wore her black jacket with blue jeans
and red shoes. She is so obsessed with Anime. Jacob was his other friend, who wore a grey
jacket with blue jeans and black shoes. He always would get kicked in the nuts by Melissa. He
would always keep a pocket knife in his pocket, just in case. Standing next to Melissa, was Trey’s
girlfriend, Kaytlin. She dyed her hair red and was pale with dark green eyes. She wore a red shirt
with blue jeans and black Converse shoes. “Hey, love.” said Kaytlin. “Hey, ready to go?” asked
Trey. “Yep.” said Melissa, walking with the group towards Trey’s green 1980s Jeep, which
transformed into a 12-foot tall robot. “Hey Drift, ready to head off to the school?” asked Trey. Drift
was his Japanese Warrior styled robot who would transform into his green jeep. Trey built him for
the robotics competition against Aledo and the other highschools of the NISD District.
“Absolutely, Sensei. Hop in.” said Drift, transforming into his 1980s Jeep. Trey, Kaytlin, Melissa,
and Jacob got in, closing the doors. Drift drove out of the driveway and down the road.
Drift drove into the school parking lot, where a large yellow tan brick building which had dark
green metal lining around the borders of the building. “Let’s go, the library is going to be lit.” said
Jacob. Trey and the others got out and grabbed their bags. Trey grabbed his basket of baked
goods and entered the school. The whole library was full of students and staff. Some students
were dancing and the other students were gossiping. “You’re here!” said Trey’s friend Skyler. She
was wearing a red flannel shirt with blue jeans and tan converse shoes. “Not bad for a Monday.”
said Trey. “Yeah, Mondays generally are terrible.” said Melissa. Skyler led them to the counter
area where there were staff members making soda drinks for students. “Guys you’re here!” said a
student who was sitting in one of the chairs. “Hey, Rusty!” hollered Trey. Rusty was Trey’s choir
friend and was the one who helped Trey in his plan of winning Kaytlin. He wore a black leather
jacket with jeans and black boots. He kept his car keys and pocket knife in his pocket. He wore a
silver necklace with a cross and had brown eyes and brown fluffy 1970s style haircut. “Oh god.”
“Jacob, see here right there?” asked Rusty, pointing at a blonde girl wearing a grey sweater with
high blue jeans and black high heels. “You mean Genevieve?” asked Trey. “Yeah, she’s a pretty
one, isn’t she?” asked Rusty, wrapping his left arm Jacob’s neck. The smell of cigarettes from
Rusty’s jacket was exposed to Trey’s nose. “I don’t know, Rusty.” said Jacob. “I should ask her
out.” said Rusty, nodding his head, and smiling. Then Genevieve turned around and saw a
student and started to kiss him. Rusty was shocked. “Oh well.” said Rusty, finishing off his
whiskey. “God, not that asshole.” said Melissa. “Who?” asked Skyler. “That asshole Cooper that
keeps messing with Melissa.” said Trey. Cooper was wearing black jeans with black converse
shoes and a red hoodie. He had curly dirty blonde hair with glasses and a black douchebag hat.
He sees Melissa and makes his way over to the group. “Hey, Melissa. I’m surprised you even
came to this.” said Cooper. “Back off, Rapper Nuts!” said Melissa. “Chill out, I just came to tell you
that Anime sucks.” said Cooper. Melissa was getting furious. “You may think that you’re all high
and mighty, but the truth is that you’re just a insecure asshole.” said Trey. “Some people are like
that, and that’s a nice shirt.” said Cooper, walking away. “Oh thanks, I killed your mother when
she left it in my room.” said Trey, drinking a Coca Cola. “Guys, come on, let’s get a photograph.”
said Skyler, pulling out her phone. The group stood together, staring at the phone. “One, two,
three!” said Skyler, taking the picture. Then the lights turned off and the music was cut off. “What
happened to the lights?” asked Jacob. “I do not know.” said Trey. “Let’s walk outside and take a
look.” said Melissa, walking out of the library. The teachers walked to the parking lot, where most
of the students were going. Everyone was staring at the sky, where there was multiple bright
lights glowing through the dark clouds. “What is that?” asked Skyler, pointing to the sky. “Northern
lights maybe?” asked Kadra, who was one of Trey’s black friends. She wore her black Pittsburgh
hoodie, with her blue jeans and purple shoes. “I’ve never seen any of this before.” said Melissa,
who was staring at the sky. Police officers who were sitting in their vehicle eventually got out.
“Huh, my reception is gone.” said Kaytlin, staring at her phone. “The whole block is dark.” said
Trey, looking around. “Trey, look.” said Skyler, pointing to the sky.
A robot descended from the clouds, landing in the middle of the crowd, right in front of the
police car. The lights and siren on the vehicle were flashing rapidly. “It’s one of my Assaultron
creations. Why are they here when they should be with the military?” asked Trey. “I don’t know.”
replied Kaytlin, who was holding Trey’s arm tightly. The cop who was in the driver seat, slowly
walked over to the Assaultron. Assaultrons were a robot creation that Trey built for the military. It
was a human sized robot, with a electrical claws and a large red laser in the middle of the face.
He painted the robots red, white, and blue to represent the United States. But this Assaultron
however, was dark grey. “Wait, those colors are not the ones I chose.” said Trey, scanning the
assaultron with his scanner from his bag. The cop pulled out his baton and slowly moved it near
the assaultron. “Scanning subject.” said the assaultron, with a robot voice. Trey finally got the
results and read the scanner. “That’s not one of our assaultrons.” said Trey, right as soon as the
cop got disintegrated into ash by the assaultron. Everyone started to panic and began to run for
their lives. Some were running towards the highway, as the rest ran in opposite directions. The
female cop pulled out her gun and pulled the trigger, but the bullet just disintegrated as it struck
the assaultron’s defensive shields. The students fled from the assaultron, as more began to
spawn from the sky.
“TREY! LET’S GO!” yelled Melissa, grabbing Skyler. Trey ran with Melissa into the school.
“Sensors red. Beginning initiate attack.” said the assaultron, running towards the students. Three
students were instantly turned to ash, as the rest ran inside the school entrance. Trey and Jacob
locked the doors, keeping the assaultron outside. The assaultron began to charge up it’s laser
from it’s forehead. It released a ray of deadly red energy, destroying the doors. Trey and Jacob
flew backwards, as the doors flew with them. Jacob stood up and ran. Trey was having a hard
time getting up. Eventually, Kaytlin came to help up Trey. He stood up and the assaultron started
to run inside. Trey picked up Kaytlin in his arms, running with the others. Behind them, the
assaultron walked inside the school. The lights on the ceiling and on the walls, started to flicker
wildly, as the assaultron walked towards the students. Everyone started to run in different
hallways. Genevieve ran towards the AMAT section of the school, causing Kadra and Alyssa,
who is another friend of Trey’s. She had black hair and pale skin. She wore a purple winter jacket
with blue jeans and pink shoes. Kadra and Alyssa ran with Genevieve to the recording studio,
where the school ran the TV news for the school called NHS TV. The lights flickered like crazy in
the recording studio, where another assaultron was staring at Genevieve. “Enemy located.” said
the assaultron, walking over. “Oh my god.” whispered Genevieve, running back to the door. Kadra
was freaking out so much, that she locked the door with Genevieve in the studio. Alyssa and
Kadra started as Genevieve ran to the door. “Guys, come on! We can’t-” started Melissa, who ran
inside the hall to Kadra and Alyssa. She arrived just in time to see Genevieve get disintegrated in
the studio. The studio was flickering so wildy, that the wires started a fire in the studio. “Oh shit!
Come on!” said Melissa, dragging the others back to the mixmaster of the school. While doing
this, Cooper runs around the corner and bumps into Melissa. “Hey, watch where you’re going,
you fuckwad!” yelled Melissa. “NO! FUCK YOU! ANIME SUC-” started Cooper, right before the
assaultron that was in the studio, ran right into him and disintegrated him completely. His hat and
shoes flew to the wall. “Thank you assaultron! Now don’t kill me too.” said Melissa, running with
Kadra and Alyssa back to the mixmaster.
“Attention all staff and students. Evacuate to Vault 56.” said the principal over the speaker. All
the students and teachers did so. “Come on!” yelled Trey, running across the parking lot. There
were multiple assaultrons walking around. “Hurry!” said Melissa, running with Trey. They students
and teachers ran across the parking lot, to the tennis courts, where the vault was built
underneath. To get there, they would have to step on the vault elevator platform. Trey and Melissa
ran through the gate, just as there was a flash in the distance. There was a mushroom cloud in
the east. “Hurry!” yelled Skyler, running to the elevator, which was slowly going down with other
students. The shockwaves were rapidly heading straight towards the school. Trey and Melissa
both jumped into the vault elevator, with Skyler and Kaytlin. The shockwaves blew over the
elevator, where multiple vehicles were flying in the air. They stood still until they reach the vault.
The elevator finally reaches the Vault Entrance, where the Overseer and a couple of Vault-Tec
members were waiting for them. “We made it, Trey” said Skyler. “Students, please step off the
elevator and proceed up the stairs in a orderly fashion! No need to worry, we’ll get everyone
situated into your new home! Vault 56, a better future, underground!” said the Overseer, as the
students started to walk off the elevator. “Come on, guys.” said Melissa, as they walked up the
stairs, through the vault door entrance. They walk toward the tiny room. “Take a vault suit, you’ll
need it.” said one of the Vault-Tec members, handing the students their jumpsuits. Trey grabbed
his and changed into it. “What now?” asked Trey, as he puts his clothes in a vault box. “Just follow
the doctor here, he’ll show you where to go.” said the Vault-Tec member. “Alright, students. Follow
me please.” The doctor said, motioning to the group. “Trey, this is our new home.” said Kaytlin, as
the group followed the doctor through the vault hallways. In a corner was Kaeylan Bazelli, Trey’s
druggie friend, talking to a Vault-Tec member. The students walked over to a room with Cryo
pods. “I’m a little...confused.” said Skyler, with a confused look. “We’ve got a few medical steps
before we get you guys through orientation.” the doctor said, closing the door. He lead them over
to the center. “Just step in here, and relax.” he said, pointing at the cryo pods. Trey climbed into
the pods and they closed, as with everyone else. “The pod will decontaminate and pressurize
you before we head deeper into the vault. Just relax.” said the doctor, as he walked away with the
other Vault-Tec members. “Time for a new life.” said Trey, relaxing himself. “High school students,
secured. Procedure started on Class of 2020.” said the computer, as it began to freeze the
teachers and students. Trey breathed his last breath before going into a deep sleep.
Trey was asleep in his pod, until it opened up without warning. “Critical failure in Cryogenic
Array. All Northwest residents must vacate immediately.” said the computer. Trey fell onto the
frozen floor. He sees his hands. “Bear hands?” he whispered. He got up and looks in the mirror.
He falls backwards with shock. He touches his face. “I’m...a BEAR!?!” he said, frightened. He
noticed he was way taller than usual. He unzipped his vault suit. He looked up with a confused
looked. “Well, at least I don’t have to worry about struggling while lifting weights.” he said zipping
the suit back up. He walked over to the vault computer and looks at the list of teachers and
All Students and Teachers Deceased
Students alive: 26
Teachers alive: 3
Have a nice day!
Trey stepped away from the computer. He looks inside his friends pods. “They’re not here.” he
said, wandering the halls. He walked into the Vault Entrance room. He sees a giant roach, and he
immediately crushed it. “Giant...roaches? What the fuck?” Trey said, a little scared. He walked
over the skeletons of the Vault-Tec members. “Did anyone make it? Why would Vault-Tec do
this?” he said, before he stepped onto a Pip Boy 3000. “Is that a Pip Boy?” he said, picking it up.
He attached it to his left arm. It turned on and he looked at the Vault Door controls. “Maybe the
Pip-Boy will unlock the door.” he wondered, as he unplugged the attachment plug for the door. He
attached the plug to the control box and he pressed the red button. “Vault door cycling initiated.
Please stand back.” said the computer, as the door opened. Trey walked across the catwalk and
towards the rusted elevator shaft. The platform came down and the gates opened. The Northwest
High School symbol was faded and rusted. Trey stepped onto the platform and pressed the up
button. “Warning! Extremely low temperatures are present on the surface. Please enjoy your
return and dress up correctly. And thank you for choosing Vault-Tec!” said the computer. Trey
looked at his old friends group photo. “I’m coming, guys.” he said, as the gates closed. The
elevator began to rise up to the surface of the most dangerous wasteland in the country, the Texas
It took a long time to get to the surface, but Trey finally reached the surface. The rusted doors
opened and the elevator stopped. Trey was blinded by the sun. He finally gets his vision back
and is shocked by the view. The entire landscape was covered with snow and ice. No green
grass, no growing trees, no clean water, no more anything he ever used before the war. “The
world is dead.” he said, softly. He looks at his surroundings. “The tennis courts are barely still
here.” he said, looking forward south. “The school is still standing, maybe I’ll find some supplies
and some new clothes.” he said, looking at his jumpsuit, disgusted. He walked across the snow
over to the West Entrance parking lot. The street lamps were rusted with icicles hanging from the
lights. The trees were dull, like sticks stuck in the ground. He looked at all the rusted cars and the
bus that crashed into the Performing Art Center. He hears a bunch of noises, like metal scraping
across concrete. Around the corner, came a 15ft tall robot. Trey ran up to it. “Drift!?!” he said,
surprised. Drift turned around. “As I live and breath! Sensei, it’s really you!” He said, bowing.
“Drift, you’re looking good for a robot that survived the blasts.” he said, impressed. “Well, I did
receive a few stains, and a few rusted spots over time.” he said, curiously. He was right, he was
60% rusted. He had weird burned marks on his parts and the green paint can barely be seen. “It
will be great with your beloved girl! Where is your better half by the way, Sensei?” he asked. Trey
stared at him. “She’s gone missing, but I’m going to find her. I’m going to get my girlfriend back.”
he said. “Sensei, these terrible things you’re saying...is a little strange. You need a distraction!
Perhaps roleplays? Your friends sure love to do that! Are...they with you?” he asked, worried.
“They’ve also gone missing.” Trey said. Drift calmly studies Trey’s expressions. “Hmm, it’s worse
than I thought, Sensei. You’re suffering dehydration! Not drinking properly for 200 years will be
exact.” he said, concerned. Trey’s face had a shocked expression. “200 YEARS!?! THAT CAN’T
BE POSSIBLE! IT CAN’T BE 2217 ALREADY!!” he said, surprised. “Well, actually it’s 210 years,
so the year would be 2227! Do you want me to get you a fresh fish? Get it? Cause you’re a bear?”
he said, laughing. Trey is not amused. “Really? Jokes now? Drift, you’re acting strange. Is
everything alright?” he asked, concerned. Drift then gets upset. “I...I…Oh! It’s been terrible. I’ve
been alone here at this location, with no one to talk to, and no one to serve! I’ve spent the first 10
YEARS trying to keep the parking lot cleaned, but nothing gets nuclear fallout out of concrete!
NOTHING! And don’t get me started on the fultility of securing a burned PAC! And the cars! The
cars! HOW DO YOU WASH RUST!?!?!” he said, sad. “Get it together, Drift.” Trey said. “It’s
just...the bombs came. And all you guys left in such a hurry, I thought you and your friends
were...DEAD!” he said. He pulled out a tarnished box. “I did find this in Kaytlin’s locker. I believe
it’s a surprise. She was going to give it to you as a anniversary gift. But then...everything
happened.” he said, handing Trey the box. He set it down on top of the back bed of a rusted
pick-up truck. He opened it and was staring at the gift. He pulled out a black leather jacket. “It’s
the one I’ve always wanted.” he said. He put it on over his vault suit. The leather was still shiny
and new, as if the bombs didn’t even touch it. “Well, at least it’s something.” he said, keeping the
jacket unzipped. “Sensei, shall we head to the great purple jewel of the Wasteland, TCU City?
Biggest settlement around here.” Drift said. “Sure, we need to get supplies.” Trey said, shaking
the snow off his fur. Drift transformed into Trey’s green 1980’s Jeep. Although the Jeep’s green
paint was fading, and the metal was rusting, it was still in working condition. Trey jumped in the
passenger seat. Drift started to drive out of the parking lot, with Trey in the passenger seat. “Next
Stop! TCU City!” said Drift, as he turned onto the ramp to the highway to the ruins of Fort Worth.
Trey was staring at all the cars rusting away on the left side of the highway. “So many lives lost
trying to evacuate the cities.” said Trey, as he rolled down the window. “It’s a tragedy.” said Drift,
speeding down the highway, dodging all the cars on their side. Trey looked in the distance. “The
city is still standing.” he said. He looked out the window. “Drift? Watch out! You’re going to crash!”
he said, right before Drift crashed into a rusted SEMI truck. Trey flew into the snow and landed
face first. He looked up and saw that Drift was gone. “Drift?” he yelled, trying to see through the
blizzard. He walked along the highway, trying to find his friend. He sees someone in the distance.
“Hello? Is anyone there?” he said to the mysterious figure. The figure turned around, which
frightened Trey. The figure wasn’t a human, instead it was rotten green, with tarnished clothes, it
was glowing green, with glowing fungus all over its body. It’s eyes were covered by the fungus. It
heard Trey and started to charge towards Trey. He panically starts to run toward the city of Fort
Worth. “What the hell is that!?!” he told himself. He sprinted so fast that the monster was barely
there. After he stopped, he tries to get his breath back. “I think it’s-” he said, right before a bullet
hits his left side of his stomach. He falls onto his knees, as the blood dripped onto the white snow.
He crawls behind a car. He looked up at the top of a 3-story building. “Raiders.” he whispered, as
he puts pressure on his wound. He just couldn’t move. He looks up again, and this time, the
raiders were gone. He sighed in relief and falls asleep as the snow falls around him.
Trey woke up in a bed. He looks around the room. He sees an rusted fan, which surprisingly,
still works. “You’re awake.” said a voice. Trey looked in the direction. He sees a woman who
happens to be a white wolf, wearing a red leather trench coat, with a press cap with a paper that
says, “Press” on the side. She was about Trey’s height and she wore glasses. Her hat was worn
over her dark brown hair. Trey looked at her. “Who are you? Where am I?” asked Trey, trying to
get out of bed. He immediately covered his chest with the knitted blanket. “Where is my vault
suit?” he asked. “Calm down, I’m Skyler Lasiter. I’m a journalist and reporter here in TCU City.”
she said. Trey was shocked. “Skyler?” he asked. Skyler immediately recognized him. “Trey, is
that you?” she said, surprised. She pulls in a old chair right next to Trey. She sat down and stared
at Trey. “How is this possible?” Trey asked. “I left the vault 3 months ago.” said Skyler. She
grabbed his hand and touches his fingers. “Why did you leave our vault?” she asked. Trey sat up
in the bed. “I’m trying to find Kaytlin and the others.” he said. Skyler was quiet for a moment. “Trey,
I don’t know how to say this...but Kaytlin is….well….she’s dead.” she said, looking at the floor.
Trey was speechless at the news. “How?” he said. “When we were on our way to TCU City, the
day we left the vault, she was looking for some headphones. She found some in a old truck. She
was just minding her own business, when someone put a bullet right through her head.” she said.
“Who did this?” said Trey, as he got out of bed. “The man could barely be seen through the fog,
but he was bald and had a scar on his right eye.” she said. Trey stood up and put his jumpsuit on.
“I’m gonna find that murderer, and when I do….I’ll kill him.” he said, angrily. Skyler puts her hand
on his shoulder. “First, we need to get you some new clothes.” she said, disgusted at the vault
suit. “Wow, who are you now, Xavier?” he said, sarcastically. Skyler rolled her eyes. “Still the
same Trey.” she said, leading him outside to the center of the great purple jewel of the Texas
Trey looked around at his surroundings. The city was made out of the ruins of the campus itself.
The buildings were tarnished with scorched stains. The streets were littered with cans and paper.
In one corner was the TCU City Market. There was another section where people were trying to
get cars working again. “It’s loud, pushy, and filled with lots of idiots and assholes. But it’s home.”
said Skyler, leading Trey through the market. She lead him over to a building named, “Wilson’s
Leather Basement.” Trey walked down the stairs to the door with Skyler. They both head inside.
The room was filled with cabinets and shelves. Clothes were hung and folded on racks and
shelves. A woman, who looks like she is 86 years old, stood at the desk. “Uh, hello, has he been
here before?” she asked, sternly. “Nope, first time.” said Skyler, smiling. “Thought so, remember, if
you’re paying, you can look at clothes all you want, but I better not catch you stealing.” she said,
rudely to Trey. He was not pleased. “Excuse me, ma’am, but do I look like a fucking thief?” he
said, sternly at the woman. “I’m just giving you the warning.” she said, straightening herself in her
chair. “Great, now that we got that out of the way, are you here to buy new clothes?” she asked,
kindly. “Yep, I’m here to find some “casual” wear for him.” said Skyler, kindly as well. “Sure, the
changing door is right there.” The woman said, pointing at a door in the corner. Trey and Skyler
walked over to the door. Trey walked inside the dressing room. “I’ll try to find some clothes for
you, okay?” she said, looking for clothes. “Sure.” said Trey, calmly. Skyler looked in a steam trunk
and found some pants, a white shirt, brown cowboy boots, and some sunglasses. “I hope you
don’t think I’ll be wearing those stupid “dress code” bullshit we had to do before the bombs. No
sirree, no rickety old lanyards for me.” he said, throwing his vault suit over the door. “Here, Trey. I
found some clothes.” she said, handing him the clothes. “Ah, cool.” he said, taking the clothes. He
changed into the clothes and came out of the dressing room. “Yeah! Bad ass!” said Skyler,
throwing a thumbs up. “But we need to do your hair.” she said, giving the woman 34 caps and
walked him out to the sunlight. They walked over to the city market’s barbershop, “Super Salon
Cuts”. Skyler lead Trey over to the barber. “We can do anything with your hair! For a small price of
15 caps!” said John, who owns the barber shop. “My friend here needs something changed to his
hair. Something like, I’m not a criminal, but I’m not a wimp.” said Skyler. “I got just the thing, sit
down.” John said to Trey, after Skyler gave him 15 caps. Trey sat in the chair and the barber went
down to business.
It took about 30 minutes, but John was finally done. “All done!” said John, turning off the buzzer.
Trey walked out with his haircut. “You look just like a greaser. A greaser-bear! Love it!” said
Skyler, throwing a thumbs up. Trey was a little shy. “I’m not really that good at throwing a greaser
look.” said Trey. “It fits your personality.” said Skyler, walking with Trey to the TCU City Surplus,
where Myrna, who happens to be a asian, is working. She sees Trey and steps back. “You….I
don’t know you. Just keep your distance.” said Myrna, shaking a little. Trey cracked a smile. “One
statue of David impression coming up!” he said, sarcastically. Skyler nudged his elbow. “Stop it.”
she said, laughing a little. “Good, Good, Because I will not serve a district spy! Are
you….american?” Myrna said. “American as the day I was born, until this happened.” he said,
looking at himself. “And plus, what is a district spy?” he said, looking up at Myrna. “Haven’t you
heard? The spies are part of the District. They kill us off and use our souls to power their
assaultron creations. They were here before me.” said Myrna. “Clearly.” said Trey. Then she
grabbed her paper. “You look human enough, what are you selling?” she said to Trey. He looked
inside his Pip-Boy. “Well, I do have my phone, but I don’t know how this will work, knowing that is
is no Wi-Fi or Cell Reception anymore.” Trey said, pulling out his phone. “Is that a Samsung
Android? That’s still new and intact?” Myrna said, surprised. “Sure is.” said Trey. “This is the first
time I’ve seen a actual new phone! All the other phones are either cracked or fried! I’ll give you
198675 caps for that!” she said, sliding in a steam truck full of bottle caps. Trey looked at the caps.
“You got a deal.” he said, handing Myrna the phone. Trey picked up the steam trunk. “Thank you
for shopping at TCU City Surplus!” she said, as Trey and Skyler walked away from the stand.
Trey dumped all of his caps into the infinite storage inside of his Pip-Boy. They walked to explore
the rest of TCU City.
Trey and Skyler were walking around the campus. “Nice leather jacket, Trey.” said Skyler. Trey
looked at his jacket, which was still unzipped. ‘Thanks.” he said, before stopping at a neon sign
that says, “Detective Agency” on the sign. “A detective agency? Maybe they can help us find our
murderer?” said Trey, opening the door. The room was filled with tarnished file cabinets and
faded desks. Looking inside one of the cabinets was a woman. “Told you you’re luck was gonna
run out…” she said to herself. Trey walked forward. “Is everything alright?” he asked. “Another
stray coming in from the rain. I’m afraid you’re too late, office is closed.” she said, turning around.
“I know this must me a bad time, but we really need some help, it’s important.” persuaded Trey.
The persuasion attempt worked on her. “You’re right, I’m sorry if I was rude. It’s just….the
detective, Evelyn Voltz, had gone missing.” she said, sighing. “Evie’s missing? What has she
gotten into?” asked Skyler, concerned. “Where was the last time she went to?” asked Trey, pulling
his preserved notebook from the inside pocket of his leather jacket. “She was working a case for
a gangster mob in the ruins of Meadow Lands, an old neighborhood right outside of Justin.
There’s an old vault underneath the neighborhood.” The woman said. “That’s where you used to
live 210 years ago, right Trey?” Skyler said, surprised. Trey was just speechless. Then his
eyebrows got intense again. “We’ll find her, Ellie Perkins, you have my word.” said Trey, reading
her name tag. “Thank you! Evelyn should be easy to spot. She’s always wearing that tarnished
grey jacket and blue jeans.” said Ellie, sitting down. Trey and Skyler walked outside into the bitter
cold. “You need a weapon, Trey.” said Skyler, closing the door behind them. “I do have a
weapon.” said Trey, pulling out a piece of metal that has a sharp end. The handle was made out
of wood and on the sharp piece was glowing green stuff. “What is that?” said Skyler, disgusted.
“This is my Shishkabab Katana. It will irradiate and burn anything the blade touches.” he said,
putting the katana on his back. “Let’s get to Justin.” he said, as he and Skyler walked over to the
TCU City Entrance Gate. The gate opened and in front of them was a bunch of rusted cars to the
side. Snow covered everything in sight. Who knows what Trey and Skyler will encounter as they
make their way across the harsh and frozen Texas Wasteland to Trey and Skyler’s hometown,
The wind was brutally cold and harsh. The snow crunched underneath Trey and Skyler’s
shoes as they walked down Highway 156. Trey looked at the sunset in the west. “It’s great to see
the sunset once again.” he said. Skyler looked over at him, walking beside him. “You and Kaytlin
used to watch those all the time.” she said, staring at the sunset. They kept on walking down the
highway until they reached a military station, blocking the road. Trey walked over to the snow
covered stone sticking out of the ground. Trey moved some snow away from the stone. He read
it’s writing. “We’re here.” he said, looking around for enemies. “What are you looking for?” asked
Skyler. Trey walked around the corner and saw a rotten green figure walking around. Trey snuck
up behind and kicked it in the legs. The impact caused the creature to fall. Trey quickly walked
over and impaled the katana through it’s head. The figure was silent and still. Trey pulled the
katana out and puts it back on his back. “You just killed a Feral.” said Skyler, searching the body.
“That’s what these things are called?” he said, looking up at Skyler. “Yeah, they’re just like
ghouls. You know, the wrinkled irradiated humans that act just like us humans?” she said, pulling
some ammo and caps off the body. “Yeah.” Trey said, crouched onto one knee. “Well, these are
different. These kind of ferals are dangerous. Their brains have rotted away by the radiation,
causing them to go berserk. They will eat anything, LITERALLY anything.” she said, putting the
ammo and caps inside her pockets. “Ferals, got it.” he said, standing up. He grabs Skyler’s hand
and pulls her up. “My neighborhood is not that far. We should get there in about 20 minutes.” he
said, walking forward. Skyler follows him over there. They walked into the town area of Justin.
Some of the buildings were still standing. They passed by the Allsup’s Gas Station, which was
still standing. They walked across the train tracks, over to a neighborhood. They walked to the
Neighborhood Entrance. “Home sweet home.” Trey said, sarcastically. Skyler looked in the
distance. “I can’t remember which house was yours.” said Skyler. “We’ll find it. He said, right
before a spotlight flashes onto where they’re standing. “Not another step closer!” said a woman.
“We’re trying to cut through to Vault 106!” yelled out Trey, with his hands up. “Why?” said the
woman, pointing a gun at them. “They’re alright.” said a man, walking forward. “Wait, you know
these guys?” said the woman. “I know him.” the man said, as he opens the gate. Trey was
shocked to see the man. “Holy shit. I thought you were dead.” Trey said, with a surprised face.
To Be Continued…
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