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Part 1 of A Wasteland's Rose
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Published:
2016-07-06
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2017-01-16
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Danger Days

Summary:

Rose, a member of Little Lamplight, sets off one day with a group of other Little Lamplighters to gather supplies but ends up in the hands of the Enclave. There she unknowingly becomes the Enclave's newest experiment and child assassin.

Now escaped from Raven Rock moments before it blew up with the help of a new friend, she is sent to the Brotherhood of Steel by the Lone Wanderer in hopes that they can give her the best help. There she finds that military factions aren't always as evil as the Enclave had made her believe.

Notes:

“Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”
– Winston Churchill

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: Prologue: Failure (2273)

Chapter Text

            The man could only stare at the scene before him in a vacant gaze; he had hoped they would have gotten it right this time. His jaw clenched slightly, the only telltale sign of his internal frustration, but he relaxed. He couldn’t show his subordinates that he was running out of time for them. Taking a deep breath, he turned towards the doctor that had been overseeing the whole thing. “Burn PV-10, it’s no use to us dead,” he declared before walking out of the small room they called the clinic.

            Every time he issued the hosts to be burned his hope would falter little by little each time. He had wanted to believe there was a way to prevent the fate of the abominations from becoming his people’s, but it seemed as if they were destined for it. Just the thought alone of becoming an abomination sent a shiver down his spine.

            Each of the hosts had been the weakest ones, the ones who never fought back – the easiest targets. “I’m going to go with you, Soldier,” he declared as he found himself approaching a group of soldiers. If he remembered correctly, this should be the patrol heading out further into the Capitol Wasteland.

            “S-sir?” the soldier stuttered before he coughed and corrected himself, “I mean we're honored to have you come with us, Colonel!” he saluted, which the other soldiers followed his suit. “I just have to ask why, Colonel?” he asked.

            His jaw clenched, and this time he didn’t care if he was caught doing so. “PV-10 has been terminated, the antidote did not settle well. It boiled inside out due to the Purifying Virus,” he explained, not worrying himself with formalities. He knew that by the time he got back, the vast majority of Raven Rock would have understood what had happened to it.

            “A-are you serious?” one of the other soldiers gasped, his eyes were wide and filled with disgust and horror.

           “I will be selecting the next host; I’m sick of getting unqualified hosts,” he growled as he grabbed a gun from the table behind the soldiers. “So, are we going? Or are we going to gossip?” he snarled, narrowing his eyes at them. He wasn’t in any mood for slacking off; the death of PV-10 had dampened his spirit for the day.

           “Yes, Colonel Autumn, you may lead,” the soldier who had been put in charge offered. Colonel Autumn gladly took from him and led the patrol out of Raven Rock.