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Texas Red: Reincarnated Into Fallout New Vegas With A Sarcastic System

Everyone likes New Vegas, right!? How could you not? The amazingly detailed lore, the realistic characters, and factions, death and killing! Of course, there are many other reasons why Fallout New Vegas Is a generally a good game. Why am I saying this? Because I got reincarnated WITH THIS STUPID ASS SYSTEM. [Shut up before I take your powers away] Yeah, haha, sorry! ------------------------------------------------------------------- Hey, Decke/Author here. Just wanna say that I'm a big fan of this other fan-fic on here called Steele Waste, quite a good story, would recommend it. I just wanted to make a nice, funny, yet realistic story. I am quite new to stories but I'm sure I can do good! Critics and insults are welcome, not like I can control it anyway ALSO! I'm quite new to this site and I'm busy with school etc. i will update but not like other authors on here WHO UPLOAD LIKE 14 CHAPTERS A WEEK??? Just insane. So yeah, expect relatively slow updates ------------------------------------------------------------------- Cover art by Colins Arc's Art on Tumbler

Decke ¡ Video Games
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9 Chs

Angel Is Dust-The Shootout Pt 2

Angels Fortress was way closer than I thought. I thought we were maybe a mile away.

We were about 100 feet.

The sounds of bullets cracking in the air and dust exploding at my feet drove my senses to haywire. My brain was on fire, I was breathing hard, and I felt sick to my stomach. Can I even do this? A bullet soared past my head as I had that thought. I guess that's my answer.

We were at the bottom of the cliff and we all quickly dove for the rocks that were scattered around the fortresses.

I grabbed my shotgun tightly and dove into the dirt. My back was against the way and I was breathing hard, I've never done anything like this before. Why'd I think this would be easy? I'm just some guy, I'm no soldier, the only time i've held a shotgun was when I went duck hunting with my dad for my 16th birthday.

My thoughts were caught short by the sudden arrival of Mario. He was behind me? Not only that, he was limping, hard."

"Oh god!" Mario screamed, diving for the dirt. He clutched his leg in agony before looking over to me. I could see he had tears in his eyes.

"Mario! Are you alright!?" I yelled over the fireshow happening all around us.

"I'm shot!," Mario yelled, "I can't make it, you'll have to do both charges!" he yelled while grasping his leg even tighter.

"What the hell why! Take a Stimpack or something!" I said. He had to had have a Stimpack right?\

"I know..." he said softly. "I just... can't...." He said softly.

Mario then gave me the leather satchel that had the dynamite in it. He then pulled something out of the other satchel he was wearing. It was, I think, a Simpack, it had a huge scary looking needle with two pressure gauges on the top. Mario then stabbed, and I mean stabbed, the needle into his leg before pressing a button or something on the side of the Stimpack that had released all the pressure in the Stimpack. A familiar sounding pssshhh sounded before Mario sighed in relief.

"I'm sorry...." Mario said before grabbing another Stimpack before handing it to me.

"I'm sorry...." Mario looked at me before looking down at the ground and pulling his straw hat over his head.

'Coward' I wanted to say, but could I really blame him? In my heart I want to do the same, but I know I can't, I have to do this.

I grabbed the Stimpack and stored it in my jacket before grabbing the extra set of charges.

[HURRY UP]

You shut up!

I steeled myself and looked over the rock I was taking cover behind. I was behind almost everyone and the battle still continued with only a few casualties, and all Angels men thankfully. You can tell because they are dressed like junkies.

I lifted myself off the ground and started running. Bullets roared past me, the wind was hot, like someone had lit a fire, sand and smoke filled the air making it hard to breathe. But I needed to continue and do my job, since no one else will.

"Stupid fucking bi-" one of Angel's men said before meeting lead. I had barely touched the trigger and my shotgun went off. It hit him square in the chest, his chest immediately exploded in a fit of bloody gore before he hit the ground dead.

It was definitely the most horrifying thing I've ever seen. I felt like crying and vomiting but I kept down my lunch and continued running. Most of Angel's me on the outside perimeter were dead and only 5 or so were left, but almost everyone on the guard wall and towers were alive.

Just like whack a mole, I saw a man stand up and shot him as soon as I saw him, his head exploded and he died instantly.

The wall was right there, I could see it as clear as day, I only had maybe 20 feet more to go before I felt like my shoulder felt like it caught fire. I dropped to the ground immediately.

"Fuck!" I yelled as I was laying in the warm sand, a bullet soared right next to my eyes, I rolled over a few feet and laid behind a rock that was just big enough to cover me.

I clutched my left shoulder in pain. It felt like my shoulder was on fire, I quickly opened up my inventory and grabbed my only Stimpack. It instantly materialized in my hand and I prepared myself to use it. With a sharp breath, I stabbed the long needle into my arm and hopped for the best...

Fuck nothing happened...

Son of a bitch, with an annoyed groan I squeezed the Stimpack and instantly felt better. I looked down at my shoulder to see a bloody piece of metal fall out of my wound.

"Hell....Yeah," I said tiredly.

Inspecting my wound I saw it had closed up perfectly and only had left a pink scar on my shoulder. Damn, am I gonna have to get the suit repaired? Whatever, that's far from the biggest thing I need to do right now. Right now, I need to drop these charges off at the gate.

I quickly grabbed two shells off of my bandoleer and loaded them into my shotgun. Luckily it had a strap because if it didn't I definitely would have dropped it.

With a final pull of the lever I stood up and ran towards the gate, a few bullets came close but none hit. I was about 5 feet away from the gate before I felt something crash into me.

"Die you fucker!!!" I heard one of Angel's men say. I tried to get up but the man quickly crawled up to my chest and tried to drive a knife into my fave, I quickly grabbed his hands that were holding the knife right above my face. I have no doubts that I was stronger but in this position I can die very easily.

THe man above me looked really young. He was thin, his arms were full of track marks and his face was full of bright red acne. He was gritting his teeth as his knife was slowly inching towards my face.

Suddenly I saw his head explode as his hot blood shot into my face.

God I hope he doesn't have HIV.

Pushing him off me I looked over towards the cliff face and saw the glint of Blind Owl in the distance. He gave a wave and went back to shooting.

"Get the charges ready, hurry!" I heard Garcia yell about 15 feet away shooting up at the people at the guard walls.

"On It!" I yelled back before running to the gate, luckily the people on the guard wall couldn't shoot down at me since the wall overhung the gate.

I threw one satchel to one side of the gate and threw the other one at the opposite end.

I ran as fast as I could to Garcia, I made it and slid next to him.

"Where the hell Is Mario!" He asked, looking at the direction of the agte.

"Couldn't do it he said! I stepped up!" I yelled.

"That just means you get paid double!" Garcia said in a joking tone before pointing towards the gate.

"Cover your ears, son" He said before aiming and pulling the trigger.

BOOM!

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