Fallout Wastelander

A couple of days later.

*brrrt brrrt brrrt*

*Yawn*

"It's morning already, haa." I thought aloud as my alarm was blaring at my bedside.

I wish I had a few more hours to sleep in, but today's a big day since it's time I've confronted dad along with Amata's father, the overseer about my future plans to venture out from the safe confines of Vault 101 into the wasteland finally. Which they should be more than well aware of because I've been hinting at it for years now. I wouldn't have considered doing that if the overseer wasn't an entirely different person compared to his bat shit insane psychotic tyrant counterpart from Fallout 3.

Thankfully, for his sake and mine, he was a genuinely good man, otherwise I could very well picture myself having to do something brutal that had a good chance of destroying my and Amata's relationship. Moving on from that, I also need to have a discussion with everyone about dad's plans of secretly leaving the vault all of a sudden to work on project purity. That will ultimately end up with him getting himself killed by the Enclave, so that will need to be discussed and resolved as well.

With the two topics now selected for today's discussion, I spent the next several seconds contemplating and thinking about what I could use to convince both dad and Amata's father to let me venture into the wasteland. The moment I had a decent number of ideas in my head, I decided it was time to get up.

Alright, it's time I got up and got dressed because Amata will be arriving here soon enough for breakfast with her dad since I had asked her to bring him along with her for today's discussion. My dad will also be joining us for breakfast as well due to him having his day off today and him being one of the matters involved in this conversation, so everyone that needs to be here will be here for today's discussion.

After spending a few minutes getting ready, I opened my door and strode into the living room and greeted dad who was in the process of making himself a cup of joe. "Morning, old man. Did you sleep well?"

"Morning, son, and yes, I did. How about you?" He said to me as I took a seat on the living room couch.

"Very, and you're going to need it, haha." 

"What's that supposed to mean, you rascal?"

We joked around for a couple of minutes until his coffee was finished being dispensed. So he grabbed his hot cup and joined me sitting on the couch. When around a minute had passed, I brought up that I had something important to discuss today and that Amata and her father, the overseer, would be joining us today as well, since they were needed for this discussion.

Once I was done going over what was going to happen today, his face immediately changed to a resigned look before he sighed and said. "Haaa, I knew this day was coming. I was just hoping you would have held off for a few more years, son."

"Well, dad, I've been hinting at it for years now and I've been more and more blatant as of late, so you knew the time was fast approaching." 

He sighed again and continued. "Haa, still I would've preferred if you had waited till you were 18 to have this discussion."

"Well, if I had, you would've been gone by that time since I know you still have the desire to finish your and mom's dream of bringing pure fresh non-irradiated water to the wasteland." I responded, while his face morphed into a guilty look.

As he was about to respond, I continued. "Let's hold off on continuing this discussion until the other relevant people join us, and when they do and we have this talk of ours. I have a couple of things to point out with how your and mom's dream would never truly change much and bring about any major change to the wasteland. Other than it being a small blimp in time before things returned to as they were." I said lastly, causing a look of contemplation to appear on his face.

With dad informed of today's big event, we went back to relaxing on the couch chatting about a bunch of varying topics for several minutes when I eventually detected Amata and her father coming down the hallway nearing ever closer to the entrance of our home.

"Okay, they're nearing our home, dad. We better get up and get ready to greet them at the door." I told him while he had a questioning look on his face. 

"How do you know that son?" He questioned with a puzzled look which then immediately switched to an aha look after I gave him a look.

"Ahh, that's right, your special perception ability." He said lastly while I gave him a nod in response.

Now that my father's memory was jogged, I got up from the couch and headed for the entrance of our home with dad in tow to greet Amata and her father. Going through the typical formalities, we invited them inside, but as we were inviting them inside, I noticed dad giving the overseer a certain look, which he responded in kind with a knowing look of his own and an almost unnoticeable nod. Following that, everyone got seated at the table for the delicious breakfast I was going to prepare for the four of us.

As soon as both my dad and Amata's father were seated, I went into the kitchen and started preparing the meal with Amata's assistance. A while later we had everything hot ready, hence we plated it and began ferrying dishes out of the kitchen and to the table. Once everything was placed at the table, my assistant and I took our seats, joining our dads.

Around the 45-minute mark, everyone was finished and stuffed from the large breakfast Amata and I had just prepared, so I decided the moment had come to have our talk about what I plan on doing in the future. Along with the couple of other things I needed to cover, as well.

With my mind made up, I began the discussion.

"Is everyone satisfied with breakfast?" I asked, which received a resounding answer of satisfaction in response.

"As you all probably know, I have something important to discuss with you all and you probably know very well what that is since it's been a long time coming." I said, which everyone reluctantly nodded to, with Amata additionally having the beginnings of a sad and upset facial expression coming on.

"And as you, all may have guessed I plan to leave the vault at some point in the future and that point is actually about two years from now since my body should have reached full maturity by then from my estimations and at that time I should have made more than enough preparations by then to guarantee my safety against most dangers in the wasteland." I continued before adding my reasoning.

"As for the reasons why I want to venture out into the wasteland, I've been having visions of danger coming to the vault as well as my father when he decides it's a good idea to leave the vault without telling anyone other than Jonas Palmer when I reach the age of 18." I said immediately garnering an upset look from the overseer that was obviously directed at my dear ole dad.

The vision part of my reasoning is a bit of a lie, but they don't need to know that.

I paused for a brief second and explained further. "The danger I'm talking about is the former government of the United States, an extremely fearsome and technologically advanced group known as the Enclave. This powerful organization is intent on eliminating basically all human life besides those not affected by radiation and those not belonging to their group."

"If that was all they were about the vault wouldn't be in any danger presumably but this group is involved in all sorts of reprehensible activities from slavery and forced labor to human experimentation and slaughter of entire settlements and groups of people if they are in possession of something they want. So if this group was to ever set their sights on the vault, there would be little we could do given the vault's current capabilities."

"How would they get past the vault door, Harold? I can't think of any feasible way of getting past that monster of a blast door with whatever remnants of technology they possess." The overseer asked skeptically.

"This secretive organization has survived and existed well before the bombs dropped, so they are more than capable of breaching the defenses of the vault if I'm going by what I've seen in my visions. They are in control of orbital weapon platforms that can drop nukes anywhere they desire in the wasteland, for Christ's sake. So if I'm being totally honest here, this force would have no issue with breaking through the vault's main door and killing most of, if not all, the residents of the vault if they so pleased."

"Due to just that singular reason alone, I'm not willing to risk letting any of the people I've grown to care about over the years here within this vault come face to face with a danger that I could've easily prevented given my current capabilities that are constantly improving as time goes by."

"Adding on to that, if my gut feeling is right, which I'm sure it is, heading out before they start making major moves in the capital wasteland will increase my capabilities at a drastically accelerated rate. Meaning that if anything ends up happening, I should be more than capable of dealing with them, ensuring everyone's safety." I added on top of everything I said previously.

"And before any of you try to refute me on my visions, you are all very well aware I'm not a normal human by any definition of the word due to me showing you all numerous abilities any normal human couldn't possibly possess since I arrived here at Vault 101 as a baby all those years ago with my father."

"So, because of my abilities, I'm certain those visions could come true. Hence why I need to head out into the wasteland to deal with the Enclave before they cause any irreversible damage." I said lastly with a serious facial expression worn on my face as I looked at everyone gathered at the table.

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