Alex had a bad feeling about this place even if those feelings were reserved for Skywalkers. He had his gun out while he looked slowly around the living quarters.
There didn't seem to be anything of use there save for...something. Alex turned and found himself face to his face with his father. He blinked, opened his eyes and his father was still there, sneering at him.
He raised his hand to strike and Alex flinched backwards, trying to get away. Nothing hit him. His father was gone. A moment or two later, his father was there again, eyes blazing with a drug high that he remembered and Alex flinched again, trying to slip away, trying not to show fear. His father opened his mouth and there were blood drenched fangs.
"Vampire," he breathed, taking out the gun to try and shoot this...thing. But, his father was gone. He needed to get out of there. When he turned towards the door, his father, fangs and all, loomed in it and started stalking towards him. Alex couldn't make himself fire. He blinked, his father was gone and a vault dweller was there, swinging a lead pipe. Alex turned, caught the strike on the back of his neck and nearly passed out.
The gun still worked, the gun was in his hand and Alex fired, taking out the vault dweller before he stumbled out of the room and back into the halls. His father followed, hate in his eyes and Alex was afraid.
Re: Vault 106 - Living Quarters
even if those feelings were reserved for Skywalkers. He had his gun out while he looked slowly around the living quarters.There didn't seem to be anything of use there save for...something. Alex turned and found himself face to his face with his father. He blinked, opened his eyes and his father was still there, sneering at him.
He raised his hand to strike and Alex flinched backwards, trying to get away. Nothing hit him. His father was gone. A moment or two later, his father was there again, eyes blazing with a drug high that he remembered and Alex flinched again, trying to slip away, trying not to show fear. His father opened his mouth and there were blood drenched fangs.
"Vampire," he breathed, taking out the gun to try and shoot this...thing. But, his father was gone. He needed to get out of there. When he turned towards the door, his father, fangs and all, loomed in it and started stalking towards him. Alex couldn't make himself fire. He blinked, his father was gone and a vault dweller was there, swinging a lead pipe. Alex turned, caught the strike on the back of his neck and nearly passed out.
The gun still worked, the gun was in his hand and Alex fired, taking out the vault dweller before he stumbled out of the room and back into the halls. His father followed, hate in his eyes and Alex was afraid.