Fallout 3 Fan Fiction "Story of the sniper"

[Derkins]

The year was 20.... no uhh 223..... ah who was he kidding he had no clue what year it was or the

month or the day all I knew is that it was late afternoon. These were the wastelands of DC and I must say it was so quite from what I have been told from stories passed around the campfire the streets were full of cars and trucks. People by the millions entered the city just to visit. they walked down the streets acting like nothing was wrong or like the world was perfect. All of that changed though one day with the nukes and what not. Now it was high time for for the settlers to take over this land and kill all the raiders. Then again though he would be kinda sad he made his living off of people who needed to be killed. If society was somehow raised back to normal his job would end and the cash flow well... kind of cash flow the money of today was caps. Thats right bottle caps you know from the nuka-cola soda that never was around these days. Now it was just poisoned water or if you were lucky you would find a bottle of water on someone you killed or stuffed away for supposedly safe keeping. Looking to the sky my eyes scanned the clouds looking for any sign of rain. True there has not been much in these parts but that would just be the worst rain from raitated water sources. Pulling his jacket closer he pulled the flap to his down down and tied it to the other side. Walking around the tent he inspected the 4 foot high wall of sandbags leaning agenst the tent. Inside he had placed wooden planks agenst the side as well so that just in case his home was invaded he could take plenty of cover. Kicking one of the bottom sand bags his fingers ran across the hilt to his side arm. It was a SOCOM .45 cal and a hard find in this wasteland. He had found it on one of his dead targets and of corse using a custom 10mm he had seeing the SOCOM he wanted a better side arm so he went ahead and took it off the body. His favorite aspect was that it had threads on the barrel so he could attach a suppressor which he had made one as well.

 

Nodding as he approved that his home was secure for now he began to walk off northwards. Pulling up a pipboy he had attached to his arm he went through his mission list "Well lets see who do I want to kill today?" He had pilfered this from an old vault there were tons of them and they were oh so useful. Marking the location on the build in map he walked in the same direction. Singing to his self like he normally did thoughts of the past ran through his head of when he was a child in lamplight and how easy it seemed to just want to grow up there. They wouldn't let him stay though on his 12th birthday so he had to go to big town. It was a really rough trip but he had his trusty hunting rifle. Getting a bed in big town he hated it there he felt like he was cramped. That was kind of weird though since he had been living in a cave the first half of his life. Shaking his head trying to get rid of the images of super mutants invading looking for fresh meat how he had hid in the sewers as his friends were taken. When he came back up other friends of his were beaten into the ground their guts, flesh and bones all exposed laying on the ground. The smell of death filled the air. Now death never bothered him as he had killed his fair share of slavers as a kid but when it was his friend those he had grown up with, dated the girl who his first kiss was with, the guy who stayed up late at night with just talkin. It was all to much he had just snapped. Grabbing a Chinese assault rifle grenades and a combat shotgun he walked off into the dusk to find that girl.

 

Night had fallen and he still had not stopped. He had found where they had taken the girl and he was going to get her back. Sneaking up to the entrance he could feel the ground was wet from fresh blood. Going to one of the metal spikes sticking out from the ground he took two grenades from his pocket and a bit of string. Anchoring the grenades down he tied the string to the pins then to the metal spikes. Taking a step back from his handy work he stepped away from his trap nearly a good 10 feet. He fired two rounds into the air with the rifle. Looking into the darkness he could hear two super mutants coming towards him. Smiling he fired towards them and they screamed in anger not pain but anger. One spoke up "HUMAN FLESH........RIP.........EAT.......BOIL.......KILL!!!" He smirked when the two of them arrived he heard the clicks from the pins. They looked down as he counted in his head. 1.....2.....3.....4 He fired a small burst towards them as they came forwards. Jumping away nearly 6 feet from the entrance he could not stop a smirk crossing his lips. 9.....10. BOOOM! Blinking as he opened his yes all he could hear was a loud ringing in his ears. Perhaps he was a bit too close. Standing to his feet he sighed as he walked to the super mutants he looked down at them one groaning a bit as his legs were gone. The other one was torn to shreds its leg missing as well its entire left side. Pointing the barrel of the gun agenst the skull of the one of the one in pain. He pulled the trigger and a wet snap was heard as the bullet entered the head destroyed the brain and killed the super mutant.

 

Walking through the entrance he poked his head around the spike in the ground. Pulling his head back around quickly he bit his lip placing the assault rifle on the ground and pulling the combat shotgun from his back. A Centaur was right around the corner lugging its self towards him. Placing his finger over the trigger he opened his eyed and turned the corner. Just then one of the tendrils of the creature wrapped their selves around his arm. It hurt almost like its tendrils were covered in acid he bit his lip hard as it burned and he wanted to scream in pain. Pulling the trigger the pain slowly drifted away as his eyes opened once again he scanned the scene and saw that he had blown the creatures head off. Sighing he ripped his shirt at the sleeve and tied the small piece of cloth around the acid burn and pulled it tight. He bit the piece of cloth hard that he had placed in his mouth to avoid from screaming again. Looking behind him he picked up the assault rifle and slung the shotgun around his back. Getting to his feet he spotted a door into the building with a small grin he pushed the door open and looked inside. There was nothing just inside the building so he closed the door and made his way to the basement. He had heard stories about this place. They took all the survivors down into the basement to torture then eat. Sighing hoping he was not too late he leaned agenst a wall looking at yet another door that stood in his way. As he began to push it open slowly the door some how swung open and he was standing face to chest with a super mutant. He gulped and looked up at the super mutant looked down and blinked "HUMANNN." It said as he pulled the trigger on his AK filling the belly of the creature with 30 5.56 rounds. It staggered back as he reloaded and placed the butt of the gun agenst his shoulder and fired twice. One round hitting it in the head the other in the heart.

 

Smirking he stepped through the door way as he blinked looking at a dark object heading right for him. Ducking quickly under the swing the hammer head his the door hinge causing the door its self to be ripped from the hinges and fly down the hall way. The structure around the door crumbled and cracked as a result from the hit. He laughed and pointed his weapon up but already the hammer was coming down for a blow. Rolling to the side he dodged the hammer but heard a lout metallic snap echoed through the halls. Sitting up he looked to his right and was a grenade hitting there pin missing "OH SHI...." He said jumping up and running down the hall. Looking to his left he jumped through a hole in the wall as yet another BOOOM!! echoed through the halls. Getting to his feet he dusted his self off and walked back to where the super mutant had been. Looking at the two arms on the ground he could only guess the thing had been right on top of it. He had been increasingly lucky so far so he had to be careful. Walking through the room that looked like a office area. He could smell boiling meat what he guessed was human flesh oddly enough it smelled not to bad at all almost like chicken. Shaking his head slightly he smiled a bit more as he reloaded his assault rifle. Feeling his pocked he was down to two mags for this puppy. Walking down the hall he spotted stairs that lead to the basement. A wave a releife spread across his system "Almost there." He said to his self. Just then he wondered where all the super mutants were he knew they had heard the gun fire and grenade explosion.

 

Stepping down onto the last step he slowly pushed open another door. There in the middle of the room three mutants. He blinked looking at them as he pulled his last two grenades from his pocket pulled the pins waited a good 5 seconds then threw them towards the creatures. They turned their heads towards him as he counted 6.....7.....8....9 "Good bye gentlemen." BOOOM!! Shaking his head to clear the mental dust he smiled as the grenades has exploded in mid air pretty much cutting all three in half. Standing to his feet a super mutant emerged from a door way holding an American assault rifle. Firing into the direction of the mutant it screamed again in anger and fired back. The bullets whizzed past his head but he couldn't be bothered. Again aiming down the sights he fired three times hitting the thing twice in the chest and once in the head. He could feel a warmth running down his upper arm right where his shoulder was. Running his fingers over his arm he looked at them "Oh son of a got me." Ripping the other sleeve off he tied this one around his arm where he had been grazed. Nodding more to his self to let him know he was ready he stepped out into the room and looked to the left corner where he saw gore bags. Feeling bile rise up in his throat he fell to his hands and knees throwing up on the ground. He sighed heavily wiping his mouth "Disgusting." He said standing to his feet as he went to that door the super mutant had some from.

 

Looking around the corner there was yet another mutant lurking in the hallway this one with an American assault rifle in his hands. Kneeling down he aimed his weapon and pulled the trigger as one round left the barrel and then all he eard was clicks. His eyes went wide seeing that the round had hit the creature in the arm. I turned around and shot back. Ducking quickly around the corner he reloaded and twisted his entire body around the corner firing on full auto. As the last bullet left the gun the brute just screamed at him. Staring in amazement he chucked the gun at the creature and stumbled backwards. Tripping over the American assault rifle he smirked picking it up he pulled the trigger again firing will there was nothing left. The brute just looked at him and fell to the ground dead his body filled with 61 rounds. Getting to his feet yet again he laughed remembering he had his combat shotgun. Pulling it off his back he stepped into the hall and looked down seeing a dark figure he blinked "Hello."a small pause "I EAT HUMAN!!!!!" He heard then the whurr of a mini gun spinning the barrels before the rounds began to be feed "OH FU....." He said as he dove around the corner nearly 50 rounds passing his head and slamming into the wall opposite him.

 

Looking at the wall he knew the Super Mutant Master was coming. He had no clue what to do he had no more grenades and he would waste his rounds shooting down the hall. His eyes lit up looking as the body of a super mutant. laying on the ground. Dashing across the door he heard another probably 50 rounds again smash into the opposite wall. Getting on his belly he pulled the carouse on top of him his breath laborious and shallow. He was there for two or three minutes he was not sure it felt like years though. He saw the boot of the Master step into the room as it turned "Where are you human I will EAT AND BOUL YOUR BONES AND DRINK YOUR BLOOD come out HUMAN I CAN SMELL YOU." In truth if he could smell him he would be dead already. Moving slowly he pointed the shotgun at the kneecap of the beast and fired three times in rappid succession. A smirk crossed his lips as the rounds impacted and ripped through the skin and bone. The master fell to the ground face first "I WILL EAT YOU HUMAN." It looked right towards him and yelled "YARHHHGGGHGEGEHGHGAAA." He simply fired twice the rounds impacting the head of the beast ripping through the skin skull and brains.

 

Pushing the dead beast off me I got to my feet my hand on my chest as it hurt. His breathing was labored and shallow and very painful. Using the gun to stable his walking he made it through the hall looking at the door he pushed it open and fired once into the back of the head of a mutant. Looking around the girl who he had his first kiss with was tied agenst the wall cuts all over her body. He staggered over to her "Rose wake up hey its me please wake up." He said shaking her head gently. Grabbing a sharp piece of metal he cut the roped as she fell into his arms. Running his fingers through her hair he leaned down and whispered in her ear "Wake up my little Rose bud." Her eyes fluttered open looking to him seeing he was covered in blood bruises and cuts she gasped slightly "Are you alright?" He nodded and stood to his feet pulling her up as well "We need to get out of here." HE said looking around the room.

 

Spotting a storm door he walked to it and placed the barrel of the gun agenst the lock and fired three times breaking the lock open. He used the barrel of the gun to push it open as Rose pushed open the storm door he smiled seeing they were in the back of the building and no fences were around. Limping away with Rose under his arm she supported him till they got back to Big town. They limped in together being meet by everyone. Rose stayed by his side the whole time even when they left Big town a year or two after and moved to Megaton. He left years after that when he had gotten a letter from his father. He promised her he would be back soon. He really should go visit her he was the least he could do. Snapping back to reality he blinked as the barrel of a .44 Magnum was in his face "Hello mister that there is sure one nice rifle care to hand it over?" He chuckled looking to the raider "Uhhh."

[shadowmadnezz]

Pretty bad ass man! good to see another former lamp lighter lol. can't wait to read more.

 

Only thing that concerned me, was the narrative It was going between 3rd and 1st.

[rbrophy2]

Nice man i like it write some more

[Derkins]

I know I have that tenancy when doing stories to go between first and third person heh.

The second part is 70% completed might post it up tonight actually

[shadowmadnezz]

sweat man Ill be waitin!

[Derkins]

"Uhh well see this is my favorite rifle and I really cant part with it it took me forever to get this baby." He said his eyes scanning the raiders face then the hand. His mind thought of a million different ways to kill this one raider but he settled on one. Taking a step back his heel scratched agenst the earth feeling for a large enough rock "I want the rifle so either you hand it over or I blow a hole through that pretty little face of yours." He smirked taking another long step back still unable to find that one rock he needed "Aw your going to make me blush." The raider a female looked to him the very slightest of a blush spreading across her cheeks was gone in an instant. He had embarrassed her which he knew would only anger her. He forced the barrel of the gun into his nose witch by the way does hurt but any ways. He had found the rock he needed. Tripping backwards his back hit the ground his hand on the grip of the gun as he fired once the .45 round ripping through the chest of the raider. She looked to him then fell to the ground. standing up he looked down and sighed "Looks like not all girls these days are to smart." Picking up the gun he chuckled it as far as he could then shipped out his rifle and pushed the butt of the rifle agenst his shoulder and looked though the scope. Pulling the trigger he heard a metallic cling "Hit."

 

With a smirk that crossed his lips he slung the rifle around his back and continued to make his way northish. It was a good two day walk so he would have plenty of time to loot a bit of ammo from the supply of raiders that seemed endless. He personally though that raiders were cloned and that's why they were so stupid but then again everyone though he was crazy. He might have been after all he enjoyed staying out in the wilderness for weeks on ends killing targets and well just shooting things in general. Jumping over a mass of sandbags he looked around. It was quite obvious that someone was here. There were metal boxes and even ammo cans spread around all around this camp. Going through them he picked up about 100 more rounds of .45 ACP rounds, 120 .308 rounds and 20 .308 AP rounds. Sitting there he was looking at one of the AP rounds wondering what they were doing here. These were military grade rounds and only someone who knew where to get these or even owned a bigger warehouse would be of use to him. Pulling two mines from his back pack he placed them both in fire pits and played pieces of wood on top of them enough to press the weight trigger down but not enough to let it come back up so when a raider or who ever it was went to go start a fire they would have to move it and cause the mine to explode.

 

Leaving the camp he walked nearly 300 meters to a position where he had a good amount of coverage and a perfect view of the camp. Laying down on the ground he pulled his backpack off and placed it under the gun. He then picked up varrying bits of grass and shrubs and attached them to his jacket and pants. Placing the body of the sniper on the bag he laid down pulling the butt agenst his shoulder he rested his cheek on the rubber cheek rest and looked through the scope. Smiling he dialed the scope in for range. elevation and windige he was now satisfied that he was completely ready. Evening his breathing out he closed his eyes as he would wait till one of his mines went off to start shooting. Nearly 16 hours passed before a silhouette could be seen walking towards the camp. He smirked some thankful it was day do he would know how many targets were remaining. waiting nearly an hour as people showed up he counted 7 and they seemed well equipped too almost as well as he was. Watching them he smiled some seeing a few very good weapons on their backs. Panic spead through the camp as they searched the ammo boxes looking for the ammunition he had stolen.

 

They seemed to return to normal though as bags of ammo were dumped into the ammo cans he breathed in deep seeing just how much money was there. The smile on his lips grew "Soon very soon." He said more to his self as they continued to move around. It was another good 3 hours before they began to look at the fires. Bringing out uncooked meats he licked his own lips remembering just how hungry he was. two men were assigned to start the fires one at each fire pit. Turning the safety off his fingers caressed over the trigger as he waited. One of the men called the attention of someone else and pointed into he fire pit. He hoped they did not really know what it was. His hopes were answered as the one who had been called over picked up the plank of wood and a near second later an explosion sent wood fragments up. A few seconds later before he could look to the other fire pit a second explosion echoed through the land. Three targets had been taken out the bottom halfs laying on the ground.

 

Their teammates were so confused they were not sure of what to do or who was doing it. Taking up positions around the sand bags they scanned around them looking for him though they did not know who they were looking for. He sighed in releife seeing that the commander had not been taken out. He would have to wound that man to get the information he wanted. Evening his breathing out he let out a breath slow and deliberate at the end of the breath he held his breathing for a second anf pulled the trigger back. The round left the gun as the butt pad kicked agenst his shoulder. covering the distance in less then a second the round smashed through the mans forehead and into the ground. He fell back bleeding from the holes in his head. There were now three left. Pulling the bold handle up then back he pulled a round from the magazine into the breach. Pushing the bolt forwards then the handle down he locked it in place and aimed for one with his back to his position. Firing again the round his the base of the mans neck shattering the spine killing him instantly.

 

The third one had a good idea where the rounds were coming from so he stood to his feet and made his way towards the opposite end of the sand bags. But he was too slow for there was already another round loaded into the breach. Pulling the trigger this round hit the man right above the nose but did not exit the mans skull. Instead it impacted the back of the helmet causing it to fly off the mans head and onto the ground as the dead man slumped a few inches from where he had taken his last step. Now it was time for the commander. Pulling the bolt back the pushing it forwards he aimed for the arm that was holding the gun. Firing the round passed right through the mans upper arm but the gun went flying. He must have hit the bone. Standing to his feet he ran down the hill towards the injured commander. Tossing the rifle around his back he pulled his pistol from its holster and jumped over the sandbags. The man looked to him in horror as he stepped on the arm he had shot. Placing the barrel of the gun on the mans knee cap he smiled "Tell me where you got the supplies or suffer."

 

The man looked to him his breathing begging to thin out. He placed more pressure on the mans wound the bones cracking a bit underneath his boots. Screaming out in pain the man pointed to his pipboy. Placing it out in front of him the man placed the coordinates in the pipboy tears streaming from his cheeks "Please kill me." Standing to his feet he looked around him 6 dead bodies laid on the ground the commander pleading not for his life but for death. He had no issues with this man there was no need for revenge or a personal thing so he would not let him lay here bleed to death or more likely be eater alive or taken captive by a super mutant. Lifting his pistol up he fired once ending the mans life "The wastelands version of mercy I guess." Looking to his pipboy a smirk crossed his lips "Oh sweet sweet money." He said with a somewhat sick laugh. Walking to one of the men he keeled down and picked up the weapon. It was a M4A2 a slightly upgraded version as it used heavier ammo because the need for heavy rounds back when this was created was in high demand.

 

Picking up the weapon he whipped the blood from the body of the gun. He had to smile some as this was an amazing find it had more stopping power at close range then even his sniper rifle. Adjusting the sling on the weapon he picked up all the mags he could carry for now and loaded them in his backpack. He would have to remind his self to pick up a few treasure hunters to go get that loot. Stepping around the bodies he stopped at a fire pit and placed his hand on his stomach. He was rather quite hungry and needed to eat. Placing the shards of wood into the now deeper hole he searched a body for a lighter. Finding it he lit the fire and placed the meat on top. Leaning back in the chair he closed his eyes as he herd the meat cook. It was slightly dangerous this way because he was alone and the smell of meat was raising into the air. Any hungry beast of the wastes would come looking for this smell.

 

Close to 25 minutes later his eyes popped open as he could hear the meat sizzle. Pulling the knife from his thigh he cut into the meat and took in a deep whiff "Ah cooked to perfection." Stabbing the piece of meat he lifted it up using his knife and took a big bite of it "Oh Mama Mia." Eating the meat not really caring what it was it tasted so good it was a prime cut too." There was very little fat the meat was not to rubbery it was just perfect. His ears twitched hearing small clicking sounds coming from his left side. Placing the bit of meat left in his mouth his fingers slid around the grip of the M4A2 as he lifted it a bit his head turned slowly towards his left as his body began to get up. His arms raised the rifle so the butt of the gun was pressed agenst his shoulder. Backing up slowly he saw the outline of a tail and what was that a stinger on the end of the tail. "Aw F......" He said as the Radscorpion charged him. Turning and running he cursed his self seeing it was an Albino Radscorpion. Running as fast as he could he jumped onto a large bolder and huffed as his chest his the hard surface,

 

Climbing up the rock fase best he could he looked down as it and two friends were below him snapping and stinging at the rock. Looking at them he sat down saddened by the fact he had not grabbed and grenades because right now he really needed them. Pulling the bolt back for the rifle he looked around his back pack. For what ever reason he had how ever brought flares with him. Pulling one out of his bag he lit the end as a green flame shot from the end. Dropping it to the ground he had a good 5 minutes now. Aiming down the sights of the gun he steadied his breathing and fired three times at the first one. The rounds bounced off its hard shell. Sighing some he held the gun tighter and fired a three round burst again. The first round bounced off the hard shell but the last two hit the creature in the eyes. it backed off some and he followed it aiming at its now open mouth he fired another three round burst. These rounds his home going through the mouth and ripping through the underside of the beast. It scuttled off wounded and discouraged it would die soon anyways.

 

There were still two more though and they looked hungry. He had four minuted left on the flair and 21 rounds left in the mag. Aiming at the second one he aimed for the sockets where the legs attached to the body. Firing two quick bursts the creature howled some how as its leg dropped to the ground. Trying to sting him he reacted with out thinking pulling the trigger twice six rounds headed for the tail. Four of the rounds impacted with soft spots. The creature backed off as its stinger went limp. He was now down to three minutes and 9 rounds for this one mag. Looking to the last one he waited a good minute till it tried to jump up on the rock its mouth open he fired three bursts into its mouth all 9 rounds entering its body shredding its innards to pieces. Sighing in releife as it fell lifeless to the ground he ejected the mag and slapped a fresh one in. Falling to his back he sighed "Fun day."

[UncleRoe]

You know it's a nice story when the reader can imagine the story as he/she reads it and i couldn't stop but be right there with the guy as he chopped up raiders.

 

 

As for realism,your character uses decent tactics for survival, One thing to look out for though, is when you have 7 guys to take out and one of them is a commander with information you need, you might be in trouble if he's the one who messes with the mine first lol. Also remember an M4A2 is a different application than a 308. If a sniper is carrying around an assault rifle or SAW, he usually keeps it as a secondary for when crap hits the fan. Single shots in stealth first,then if you are compromised and need quick covering fire,switch to the M4. The only exception for an M4 being used as a sniper weapon is a scope equip, a hand grip, and a selector with single shot fire..then my friend..you have a badass multi-purpose weapon.. in which you can switch from long range to medium range with the flip of your finger.

 

Overall the story is awesome. can't wait for a 3rd part.

[Derkins]

Sorry I should have been more precise he has a custum build .308 sniper rifle as his main weapon bolt action with a 10 round mag sticking out from the bottom of the gun so that he can kill with out having to reload much. The M4A2 is a gun I placed intot he story of my own design. Its like the M4A1 but uses 7.62 sounds insteat of 5.56. my fault for makin that clear

Yeah I am hoping to get part 3 done tonight as I am at work right now lol.

so tonight to tomarrow night I will have it up.

[Herculine]

Once again I open the Druid's Garden thread and find myself amazed. This is quality stuff... don't stop!

[Derkins]

Thanks everyone for the support positive feedback makes me want to write more

Part 3 will be up later tonight.