My name is Calista. I was a slave of the raiders for several months in the Commonwealth. I have been free for 3 months now. I went north to forget what I had been through and to train in firearms and hand-to-hand combat. Once I was ready to defend myself, it was time to come back and kick some raiders' ass.

 

             I remember during a mission I was taken to this small base which was used to control a satellite. There were not many raiders inside and their leader was a close ally of my former master. Only a couple of guards at the entrance, I had to approch silently, I only had a shotgun.

 

 

            I got rid of them pretty quickly. I wasn't afraid of them anymore. No one was going to leave this place alive.

 

 

          Once inside, I put on my gas mask. I didn't want to be recognized. At least not right away. I came to a room where a slave was tied to a chair. I tried to talk to her, she wouldn't answer. She was perfectly tamed by the raiders. Shaved head, no collar, the poor girl had nothing left. Her blank look showed that she was dead inside. In a way, that could have been me. But I still had a few things to answer for. 

 

 

            I wasn't spotted yet. I took advantage of the dark corridors to sneak in. A raider guarding a storage area was in front of me. I didn't need to use the shells on him. 

 

 

          Standing in the shadows, I saw the few remaining raiders patrolling. I did not see the leader of the place. A few shots from the double-barreled shotgun would probably alert her. And reduce the strenght force of the base. 

 

 

          The plan worked. I didn't expect her to be armed with a minigun though. I took cover and waited for her to empty all her bullets if she didn't kill me first.

 

 

          Once I heard the sound of the click without bullets, I stepped in. The double barrel hit first her torso and then her leg. She surrendered, knowing she had no allies left and no way to fight.

"I give up, you win, you can loot the place but please, don't kill me!"

"Take off your armor or I'll finish you off now."

 

 

            It was my turn. I took off my gas mask.

"Look at me. Do you remember who I am? I don't think so. But I remember you and your gang using me for days. It's over now. Get undressed completely."

 

 

            I took her to the next room. Handcuffs were on a shelf, I put them on her.

"On your knees bitch! Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you right now, you have to meet my friend the knife first."

I lacerated her, and shoved the knife into her wounded leg.

 

 

            On my way out, I threw a molotov cocktail that I had collected from one of the dead guards. She may not have deserved to die like that but I didn't care anymore. With her ally dead, the Master of Corvega was about to go even more crazier. I needed that before I came to deal with him. 

 

 

            A week later in the town of Lexington...

 

 

            I used the highway to get above the city. I knew where the raiders were patrolling and where the ghouls were still hanging around town. I traded with other travelers to get supplies. One of them was even a tattoo artist... He gave me a discount.

 

 

          From the highway, I jumped onto one of the buildings in Lexington. It was an apartment held by the raiders to trade drugs or get laid with slaves. Two things that had been greatly lacking in their ranks for some time.

 

 

          The interior was empty. I checked my equipment one last time. I was not in a hurry and I was going to attack at night. When I set out, only the natural light of the moon illuminated the room. 

 

 

            I put on my bandana and went down carefully. The moon was lovely, too bad it was the last one for everyone in the factory.

 

 

          The door to the street was not closed. The raiders had obviously abandoned this place. They had forgotten about this lantern that was used to light the stairwell. 

 

 

          Outside, it was pitch black. I used the light of my pocket Pipboy to light my way. I knew exactly where I was going to attack. An old sewer pipe led directly into the factory. The ghouls used it from time to time, the raiders had just set up a guard, a turret and a few easly avoidable traps, hoping it hadn't changed since I left.

 

 

          The guard posted was dozing off, he didn't expect a human to come this way. I knocked him out hard with my silenced weapon before finishing him of with. The turret was offline, as if I was being let into the wolf's den.

 

 

          Two other guards were patrolling the corridor. Getting rid of them was not very complicated with my gun. They didn't see me and no noise was made. Tin cans served as an alarm, a trap that the ghouls would set for themselves. But for someone with a brain... Dodging them was a cakewalk. 

 

 

            Everything was too quiet. Were they all asleep? I continued to explore the empty corridors. Suddenly, I heard heavy footsteps coming from behind.

 

 

            I didn't have time to turn around and suffered a huge blow to the back of my head and lost consciousness. Maybe I was not as experienced as I should have been...

 

 

 

END OF PART 1