Summary: A story that is dedicated to the question of what if the Prydwen wasn't the only airship floating above the Commonwealth during the story of Fallout 4. All the while the Sole Survivor, Nora Carter, tries to find any news on the man who murdered her husband, and kidnapped her son.
Feature Two: The Old Lady of the Commonwealth
Aye tear her tattered ensign down
Long has it waved on high,
And many an eye has danced to see
That banner in the sky;
Beneath it rung the battle shout,
And burst the cannon's roar;--
The meteor of the ocean air
Shall sweep the clouds no more…
- First Stanza of poem "Old Ironsides" by Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
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Sanctuary Hills Settlement
Boston, Commonwealth of Massachusetts
05:38AM
January 10, 2288AD
In the early morning air of the Wasteland of the Commonwealth, a figure of a woman could be seen slowly jogging up the hill that overlooked the settlement of Sanctuary Hills and served as the entrance to the former fallout shelter known as Vault 111. The figure puffed out gasps of air as she reached the summit of the hill and bent over slightly holding her knees as she caught her breath from the early morning jog for a few moments before she straightened up fully. The woman sighed before walking over the nearby edge of the hill before taking a seat on the hard ground before the edge where she quickly took a few gulps of water from the bottle of water she had been holding in one hand. That done she looked over the settlement laid out before her on the small island that was between the still raging waters of the Concord River and the slowly running Bear Creek that ran along the base of the hill where she currently sat.
Already the settlement started to awaken as light from the rising sun began to reach the settlement. She could see many of the small community's population already moving around starting their days in the dawn light. She quickly moved her attention off the people to the many buildings that made up the settlement. Originally there were several houses and other buildings that remained from before the war but had one by one been torn down to be recycled to be used later and replaced by sturdy hybrid wooden and metal buildings. In one way she was glad to see the painful reminder of her past pre-war life no longer staring in her face every time she moved about the settlement, but on the other hand, she was sad to see the houses go for indeed there was still a reminder of the easier life. In the end, she did like the look of the new buildings which gave the settlement a sort of early America feel especially with smoke now puffing out of the many different chimneys across the settlement.
She looked over the four large buildings that had been built around the former cul-de-sac that was the center of the pre-war town with a fifth building still under construction. These were large five leveled apartment blocks that served as the main residential buildings of the settlement, therefore, the primary home of the many residents of the settlement. Already she could see the hobbling forms of a dozen or so Constructcons Robots moving towards the under construction building where a few human workers awaited them along with a handful of hovering Mister Handy Robots. She briefly inspected the building visually to see that it just about finished and would maybe be done before weeks' end which would allow several newcomers to move in from the small tent city that had been built around the distant form of the former Red Rocket Gas Station across the river from the settlement.
She was pleased for it meant that much of the people gathered in those thrown together tents to move into far better accommodation ones that provided not only electricity but running purified and clean water thanks in part to the former fallout shelter that she found herself sleeping away the years in. She eyed the nearby elevator entrance to the Vault and could barely see the thick cables that ran down the side of the hill towards the settlement which gave them their power via the Vault's Geothermal Power Plant allowing the use of lights and other electrical equipment. Combined that with the Vault's water purification system and its own slowly growing farm made Sanctuary Hills one of the most modern Settlements in the Commonwealth.
Turning back to the four large apartment buildings she knew that each of them contained many small one-room apartments, which only actually sported a bed, desk, a couple of shelf units, a dresser, a small closet, and a bathroom complete with a tub. While these rooms were quite small compared to the apartments, she had been used to seeing before the Great War they were still far superior over the little cobbled together shacks or lean-to shelters that made up the majority of the housing found in settlements today. Each apartment building had twelve of these tiny apartments on each floor making a total of sixty rooms in each building. However due to the need of families two of the buildings sported double for couples and triple rooms which had enough space for small families to live easily. The fifth building would be a mix of the two with the first two floors sporting single rooms, the third double rooms, and the last two levels sporting triple rooms.
The woman then turned her attention away from the apartment buildings to inspect the other various buildings that graced the Settlement. A large workshop building dominated the center of the growing community along with the already mentioned farm replacing the pre-war park that once located there. This workshop sport several machine shops and other such equipment to help the growing settlement. One of which is an advanced pre-war machine shop that been found dismantled in a large warehouse that made up the lower levels of Vault 111 which allowed them to construct some pretty nifty things for the settlement. Then there was a smaller workshop nearby near the cul-de-sac and the large residential buildings which serviced the Settlement's various robots like the Constructcons and Mister Handies that were now helping the human workers in the construction of the fifth building.
Her eye then moved over to the trio of buildings nearer the entrance gate of the settlement. These where the settlement's main diner and restaurant run by the Honsa family which provided food not only to the many inhabitants of the Settlement but to the many traders that moved through the Settlement. It is apparently based on an enlarged form of the pre-war Drumlin Diners that were built all across the Boston area back then. Already she could see a couple of the typical wooden Brahmin pulled carts bivouacked complete with small tents in front of the second building that was a small barn-like building set aside for the settlement's own Brahmin, which now sported a hastily put together fence to help pen in the visiting Brahmin. The final building was the trading outpost which had attached stalls for the traders to sell their product to the inhabitants of the Settlement. Inside the outpost was a small general store for the use of the traders and those of the settlement who needed something. The bivouac made her frown for she once again reminded herself that they would see some small tavern or motel to service the traders. Since the trader's outpost didn't have rooms that could be rented out for the traders for the night. With a sigh as she mentally made the note to discuss the building of such a tavern with her staff before moving on to the last of main buildings of the settlement.
First, there was the medium-sized two-level building that served as the main pseudo-headquarters building of the Commonwealth Minutemen, who both served the people of the settlement as a defense force protecting them from the various enemies that graced the former Greater Boston Area, as well as protecting other settlements spread around the Commonwealth. It sported a couple of bunk rooms for those Minutemen who didn't have an apartment in the Residential Buildings and such to serve as the defensive garrison of the settlement, a small mess hall, training and recreation room, and several other notable needed functions to help the Minutemen. Then below the building was a newly expanded former bomb shelter that the Jahani Family had built underneath their house before the war. It now served as the command center of the Minutemen, along with an extensive arsenal and storage area for the several Power Armors in the possession of the Minutemen. The only thing missing from this building was any form of a communication room which made her look over her shoulder to see the small wooden shack built around a large radio antenna which served the Minutemen as their radio room and central communication hub. However, she knew there some plans to move it into the bunker, but several things were needed before that could be done.
She turned away from the radio shack and back to the view of the settlement were she watched with a small, sad smile as several children made their way down the main street towards the Settlement's brand new school building which stood opposite the Apartment buildings. The building looked remarkably like old single-room schoolhouses she remembered seeing in pictures of early years of the country. This sight made her sigh sadly for the painful reminder of her missing son, but she quickly turned her attention away from the line of school children. Looking to the building that had been built next to the School Building; the Settlement's Clinic, which combined with the infirmary in the Minutemen headquarters gave the settlement pretty good medical care.
With a shake of her head, she turned her attention back to the now fully awakened settlement laid out before her. She looked over at the final two buildings of the settlement with one built in place of her old house which served as quarters for several notable figures of the community including herself. She sighed at this for it was both a relief and a painful feeling when she watched the old house torn down several weeks before. It was a relief from the painful memories of the good times before the war and painful from those same good times. With a sad sigh over those memories, she moved over to the last major building of the settlement which served as the combined recreation building and town hall. It sported several entertainment services and such including a small bar and administrative facilities for the purpose of running the large overall settlement including an office for herself. After eying the building seeing a few forms of traders stumble out of the building and its bar before heading towards the tents, they had pitched next to their carts to sleep off their all-night drinking binge. With a shake of her head, the woman got up and stretched to prepare herself for the reminder of her run.
"General Carter?" a voice started to call out making her turn to see the figure of Captain Preston Garvey, her second-in-command and aide walk up to her. She sighed at this before shaking her head at the man who looked a bit guilty before starting over.
"Sorry Nora," the man mentioned with a small blush on his face making the woman known as General Nora Carter, commander of the Minutemen smiles slightly at the man. For while she didn't mind her title in official instances she did like when her friends like Preston to call her by her first name.
"I was going to ask what happened last night for you pretty much shut yourself in your room after the evening's courier run?" Preston asked with a worried frown making Nora close her eyes with a sigh before looking over at the man.
"I got a note from Nick Valentine in Diamond City mentioning that he was no closer in finding this Kellogg character. For he apparently has vanished from his rented house in Diamond City cleaning it out and disappeared to who knows where," she explained with a frown staring in the distance towards the general direction of Diamond City. Preston started at this knowing that Kellogg was the only link she had found in conjunction with her husband's murder and the kidnapping of her baby son. She didn't even know how long ago that happened thanks to Kellogg and his party wiping any record of their entrance to the Vault before they left from the Vault's computers. The history of Kellogg renting a house in Diamond City was only ten years old but only used sparingly over the years. While there had been rumors around the city of him living with a small boy they didn't know if this was Shaun or not due to no records existing on the pair. The last time the house had been used was only a month before which is how Valentine and Nora had discovered Kellogg had rented the house in the first place, but now that he no longer lived there and cleaned out everything from the house made it seem like the trail got cold.
"I'm sorry Nora. I know you were hoping that Valentine could find something but like you said you don't know that kid with him was, in fact, your son," Preston said with a gentle pat on Nora's shoulder making her nod with a distressed look on her face.
"He still is going to keep any eye out for him and will get back to me when that happens," she said after a moment of sorrow between the two which was soon broken by a voice yelling out a sort of cadence mixed with shouted cursing. Blinking in surprise, the two turned to find several figures jogging up the hill from the opposite side of the hill from Sanctuary Hills where the Minutemen training camp was located where a small parking lot had once been. This made the two Minutemen officers look at one another with amusement before turning their attention to the approaching trainees and the single figure of their trainer: Master Gunnery Sergeant Ronnie Shaw.
Ronnie Shaw had first shown up at Sanctuary Hills only weeks after Nora saved Preston's small group of Minutemen and Quincy refugees from attacking Raiders. It was Ronnie who fully convinced Nora to take command of the Minutemen after hearing about her story and what she had done before the start of the war. Before she wasn't sure of anything thanks in part to her search for Shaun but as she traveled the Commonwealth during that first month, she started seeing that someone was needed to bring some hope back into the Commonwealth. It was also Ronnie who had helped them managed to get into the large underground catacombs of the former Fort Independence which had in the past been the Minutemen's main base. Now it was a shadow of its former self due to the attack that led to the end of the old Minutemen. From the catacombs, the group had managed to recover a few examples of the famous Minutemen Liberty Bell Artillery Cannons, a few heavier weapons set aside by the Minutemen and the equipment needed to produce the Minutemen's signature Laser Muskets. Following that mission and the return to Sanctuary Hills Ronnie refused any high ranking position in the new Minutemen and took upon herself to train any volunteers to become Minutemen.
"Hello General, Captain. Beautiful morning for a run don't you think," the older veteran Minutemen mentioned with a nod to the two officers as the line of jogging trainees approached the pair.
"Of course Gunny. There is a reason I am in my jogging gear after all," Nora mentioned waving at her clothes before eying Preston at her side with a small mischievous smile on her face making the man look over at her nervously.
"Maybe I should have the Captain here join you for I believe he needs the exercise," she mentioned making Preston shake his head in panicked denial making Nora laugh at the look on his face. Ronnie only snorted at this before snapped her head to stare at the gasping trainees that had started to rest while the three had been talking.
"What's this I didn't give you leave to relax maggots! Get up! We still have a mile to go, before its time for breakfast," Ronnie yelled out with a malicious look on her face making the trainees swallow in fear before straightening up and starting to jog once more.
"I need to get these worthless bags of flesh through their morning jog ma'am," Ronnie said with a salute before running off to join the trainees yelling at one of the trainees lagging behind, before taking her spot next to the middle of the line. With a shake of her head, Nora turned to look at Preston, who was still eying her nervously making her laugh slightly.
"Oh relax Preston. I am not going to throw you to Ronnie, but I do expect you to join me for my morning jogs for now on. Since I was quite correct you need to exercise a bit more for all this desk work is making you a bit soft around the middle," Nora mentioned with a small smile on her face making Preston sigh in relief before gasping when Nora hit his stomach with the back of her hand. He muttered at this before nodding to Nora with a smile on his own face.
"Understood General," he replied before shaking his head and turning to look at Sanctuary Hills and the distant former city of Boston.
"That said I was going through the morning radio reports, and it appears several more settlements are requesting our help," he mentioned with a frown retrieving a small folder from the large pockets of his overcoat before handing over to Nora who frowned herself.
"We really don't have the manpower right now to rush off to distance settlements when we are barely able to keep the Raiders away from Sanctuary Hills and the nearby allied settlements," she said with a growl of both anger and helplessness. She opened the folder reading the various message forms contained in said folder before sighing in helplessness. She then looked up at the look on Preston's face and sighed knowing what he was currently thinking.
"I told you when I first accepted being the General of the Minutemen that the old policy of Minutemen being throughout the Commonwealth and ready at a moment's notice wasn't going to work," she mentioned starting up an old argument between the two. In the past, the Minutemen were spread out across the Commonwealth living in the various settlements that had sprung up around the former Greater Boston Area. This combined with the powerful radio transmitter at the Castle, former headquarters of the entire group, allowed the Minutemen to really able to be ready to respond within minutes to any threat. However, that could no longer work in this new Minutemen organization. Since first of all that was one major flaw the old Minutemen had in that they were spread out across numerous settlements and saw them splitting up after the death of General Becker with many of the various officers going their own ways instead of standing by the new General. Therefore, when Nora took command of the remains of the Minutemen about three months before she had made sweeping changes to the organization which done away the old standard of spreading out the Minutemen across the entire Commonwealth. Since for one they really didn't have the manpower to do so and two, the various settlements had shrunk since the time of the old Minutemen with raids from both raiders and super mutants killing off many settlers. Therefore, really didn't have the population to actually support their own Minutemen squads.
"I know General I do agree with you, but still, it did work for numerous years," Preston finally said after several moments between the two officers. Nora only nodded at this before looking back down at the folder in her hand and sighing before she looked back up in some thought.
"What we need is a way to quickly move and deploy teams around the Commonwealth that are also fast," she mused out loud making Preston blink at this before staring at her waiting for her continue her little brainstorm having become used to this since meeting her.
"I wish we could repair some of the crashed Vertibirds around here since they would be perfect though trying to train pilots for them would be difficult. That is not even considering trying to find fuel for them which would be a hassle as well since if I remember right, they are quite the fuel hogs, therefore, need a significant source of fuel for them. No, what we need is something we can build with the resources we have now," she continued on making Preston nod in agreement for while he didn't have memories of the pre-war US Military like Nora did he still had read a few technical manuals that survived the war. He suddenly blinked as he thought of something he had heard about a few years ago.
"I may have an idea General," he mentioned but before he could say anything Nora's stomach started to rumble in hunger which was soon copied by Preston's making the two blink in surprise before laughing.
"Well, it looks like I am not going to finish my run after all. It is time to start the day. Therefore, I shall meet you in my office, after we get some breakfast so you can mention this idea of yours," she suggested before starting back downhill towards the Settlement with Preston following behind her while wondering if he was crazy to think about that report but they really don't have any choice.
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General's Office
Town Hall
Sanctuary Hills Settlement
Boston, Commonwealth of Massachusetts
07:48AM
Just under an hour later found Nora walking into her office in the Settlement's Town Hall after taking a quick shower and breakfast from the Diner before taking care a few minor tasks around the settlement. She saw that Preston was already waiting for her making her nod to him before hanging the old blue Continental Coat that symbolized her status as General of the Minutemen on the back of her office chair and straightened the old pre-war blue Naval fatigues she wore underneath the coat. She had chosen this style of fatigues for the new uniform for the Minutemen mainly due to finding several crates of them in a couple half-destroyed military trucks not far from Concorde and secondly she had been a former member of the Navy herself. Granted she never actually served in a combat role due her assignment to the Navy JAG Office, but she still went through Naval Academy and did a brief tour onboard a destroyer before joining JAG. With a sigh, Nora sat down in the chair before turning her attention to Preston.
"Alright, then Preston what is this brilliant idea of yours that may solve our mobility problem?" she asked the man and was a bit confused at the man's brief grimace before he sighed.
"I wouldn't say it is a brilliant idea General more like a crazy idea I had due to that report I mentioned earlier and reading one of those pre-war books from the Library," he said with a sigh. Making Nora frown knowing that thanks to a large amount of books that had been found in the Jahani Family Bomb shelter. Along with those recovered from the other intact houses of Sanctuary Hills she had decreed the construction of a library attached to the Town Hall's recreation area to allow any inhabitant of the settlement to enjoy them. It had doubled as a school area for the younger children of the settlement before the construction of the schoolhouse.
"Oh. First, what is this report you mentioned?" Nora ordered with a curious look on her face making Preston mutter something under his breath before nodding his head.
"About a year or two ago a Minutemen patrol from Quincy heard from a trader caravan that they encountered that there was an old sailing ship moored at a dry dock near Yardtown, the old former Boston Naval Yard. Someone had taken the dock over and started to add some sort of rocket engines to the bottom of the sailing ship. Soon after the traders saw the ship flying using said engines but it didn't get far before it crashed somewhere North of Boston. I then heard the complete story from another trader about a few months later which was basically that a Ghoul named Captain Ironsides had taken over the ship. He then gathered a crew of other Ghouls and some robots where they soon found and installed the rocket engines. After crashing the ship Ironsides and much of his surviving crew moved to the Westford Way Trading Post a bit up north from here. To help in running the barges that move up and down the river trading," Preston mentioned making Nora look at him in sheer shock before shaking her head and turning her chair to look out the window that gave a good view of the Settlement from the third floor of the Settlement's Town Hall.
"That had to be the USS
Constitution, which was both the oldest commissioned ship in the old US Navy and a museum ship. I seem to remember that right before the bombs fell that the news revealed that she was dry-docked for the winter. The idea of someone slapping some rocket engines on it makes me both angry as a former member of said Navy and a bit surprised someone was willing to try something so crazy like that," she mentioned with a thoughtful look on her face. Before turning to look at Preston to find him staring at her in some surprise making her smirk slightly for some time, Preston seems to forget she had been alive before the war, therefore, had a lot of little tidbits of historical fact like that.
"That said, Preston, what is your idea you got from this report?" she asked the man after a moment of his staring at her which made him shake himself slightly before sighing and taking a seat in the chair in front of his desk.
"The idea is pretty simple Nora. Since Rocket Engines didn't work to make a ship like that fly in the sky. What about a sort of balloon like the airships in Skies of Arcadia series," he mentioned making Nora stare at him in shock for a moment since she knew what exactly he had in mind since she had been a longtime fan of that series herself. The books of the series found in the library had actually been hers and have been stored in a sealed container that had been placed in her house's attic soon after moving in. Basically, the series followed a crew of Sky Pirates that flew around the world of Arcadia in a ship that resembled a sailing ship but with a massive blimp-like balloon allowing it fly in the sky. She was also shocked for she had a moment during her teen years where she imagined something like that could be done in real life thanks to her time helping her grandfather sailing a small sailing cutter that had been in her family for many years all around the waterways around Boston. After a moment of this Nora recovered before looking up at the ceiling of her office in thought before nodding her head.
"It could be done, and I have a few ideas myself on how to do it, but I am going to need Sturges and a few of his guys' help in coming up with something," she mentioned after a moment of silent thought on her part.
"You mean it will actually work Nora," Preston managed to say in shock making Nora smile at him.
"It will take some doing and a few expeditions to a few sites I know of to make it work but yes it can be done. Though having it actually work will be another matter, but it cannot hurt to try, though," Nora mentioned making Preston blink at her before quickly retrieving some writing material from his own desk to take notes something he started to get used since becoming Nora's aide.
"What would we need to do this then?" he asked making Nora just smile and started listing various items they would need while Preston took his notes and soon he figured out what his General and friend was planning. He smiled knowing that this would solve their mobility problem quite quickly if it worked. Their little planning discussion continued into the afternoon and grew from just the two of them till it included several others taking the growing discussion from Nora's office to one of the small meeting rooms on the same level of the Town Hall. Before long a plan of action was put together and started on.
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Westford Way Trading Post
Westford
Boston, Commonwealth of Massachusetts
January 23, 2288AD
A few weeks later found Nora Carter and her aide Captain Preston Garvey walking into the Big Spinner Tavern located in medium-sized settlement slash trading post of Westford Way. Which Nora found out to be the sort-of gateway to the Commonwealth from other larger settlements north of the old Greater Boston Area and serving the various large trading river barges. The two looked around for a moment in the dimly lit tavern before finding their target sitting at a table in the very back of the tavern. Another look revealed that the target was the only one in the small bar of the Tavern, even the bartender or barmaid wasn't around. With a glance between the two Minutemen, they walked up to the table which had a Ghoul wearing what looked to be an old War of 1812 US Navy Uniform sitting at it. As they approached the Ghoul continued to stare at the table, and the glass of some sort brandy held in one hand seemingly not even noticing the two of them.
"Leave the bottle," the Ghoul managed to croak out as they approached making Nora shake her head with a frown as she eyed the glass.
"Captain Ironsides or should I call you Mister Wayne Cashman?" she asked making the Ghoul look up at her in some surprise mostly due to her knowing his old name before sighing and looking back down at his glass. Nora had found out that since awakening that many of the Ghouls she ran into either had forgotten their original names from before becoming Ghouls or choose new ones to serve them better in their new life as Ghouls.
"Who wants to know?" the Ghoul responded a moment later with a tired drawl not noticing Nora taking a seat across from him.
"I am General Nora Carter of the Commonwealth Minutemen, and I have a proposal for you," she mentioned with a smile on her face. For she had been quite surprised to find out that she actually knew this man from before the war for he had been the last official commander of the Constitution before the start of the war. The Ghoul blinked at this before looking back up her in shock.
"Carter? Why is that name familiar?" he whispered as he stared at her making her smile at him.
"You served under my grandfather Jason Gibbs before he retired and when I was younger you took me aboard the
Constitution during the 2064 July Fourth Celebrations," she mentioned with a slight misty looking smile of remembrance making the Ghoul stare at her with his mouth opened in shock.
"Your Nora, Old Man Gibbs Granddaughter? How are you alive?" he managed to say after several moments of sheer shock.
"That is a long story which I can tell you about later over my own glass of liquor in hand, but I really do have an offer for you," she mentioned making the Ghoul lean back in his seat before he crossed his arms over his chest and nodded.
"Okay I am listening," he mentioned with a frown on his dry and dead like face.
"I heard about what you were trying to do with the
Constitution and making her fly," she said as she leaned forward herself making Ironsides stare at her with a frown and some surprise.
"Yeah so? It didn't work, and the Old Ironsides is now in several pieces on the shores of the Charles River," he grated out in some anger making Nora only smile before holding out a hand to the still standing Preston who retrieved a folder from a pocket of his long coat before placing in her hand.
"Well I do believe you were doing it wrong," she mentioned before opening the folder and slapping down a series of photos onto the table in between them. Ironsides frowned at this before picking up the pictures and staring at them before nearly dropping them in shock as he quickly recognized what he was seeing. In the pictures a small sailing ship, a cutter he immediately realized, could be seen moored in a hastily built dry dock along the shore of some sort. Another showed construction going on around the ship's damaged rigging, and the last showing the same ship now floating several feet from the water with a giant balloon serving as a lifting body for the ship. After another moment looking at them, he then recognized which ship it used to be which saw him looking up at Nora in shock.
"Yes that is the
Athos my family's Cutter. I found her pretty much intact in an enclosed dock by my Grandfather's Cabin up by the Minutemen National Historical Park. It was pretty much intact with only the masts and rigging damaged," she replied to his unasked question softly before sighing and leaning back in her chair.
"As for making it fly we basically attached a large blimp balloon to it replacing its masts and rigging allowing to quickly travel around with support from a pair of propeller pods. After several tests we were able to quite easily move her around in the air which is why I mentioned you were doing it wrong earlier," she said as she laid down another pair of pictures. These showed the small cutter floating above a small settlement and one which was taken onboard the ship itself showing the same settlement about a few miles off the ground. She then placed the last photo down on the table which showed the wreck of the USS
Constitution on the shores of the Charles River from the air. While it was apparently damaged in several ways, it looked remarkably intact from such a crash.
"We found the crash site, and I already have some of my men securing her so she can be started to be repaired and then converted into an airship like the
Athos. But I do not want to start anything till I get your permission and your help in turning the
Constitution into a flying airship that can help my Minutemen respond to any raid in the Commonwealth far easier," she mentioned after a few moments watching the Ghoul looking down at the photos. After another long moment, the man looked up at her this time with a certain passionate look in his eyes one that she remembered seeing in them when she was a pre-teen and watching from the deck of the USS
Constitution as she sailed into Boston Harbor during the July Fourth Celebrations.
"I will do it, but I want command of her when she is finished," he mentioned making Nora smile before offering him her hand which he quickly took and shook.
"Deal Captain Ironsides and let me be the first one to welcome you to the Minutemen," she mentioned with a large smile on her face. Preston could only watch this and see as the start of a whole new direction for the Minutemen. Soon he found himself following the two out of the tavern watching the two officially start to catch up. He smiled knowing that finding someone who actually knew her in the past would help her recover from the pain of her past. With a shake of his head, he took a final glance at the empty tavern and walked out of the place behind his friend and General.
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Airship Constitution
Commonwealth Airspace
March 5, 2288 AD
General Nora Carter sighed as the wind blew through her hair as she stood on the deck of the newly finished Airship
Constitution as it flew south on its first official mission after its conversion into an airship was completed. The repair and initial conversion into an airship went without a hitch taking almost three weeks before it was flown to the newly built Airship Dock outside of Sanctuary Hills where its conversion would be completed and then fitted out with its main armament and crew. That took almost two weeks to finish before the airship went out on a few training cruises which found a few problems with the design seeing the ship return to its dock a few times before it was officially declared finished yesterday morning. Now she was on her first official mission as a Minutemen Airship and its flagship: heading down towards Fort Hagen to investigate the Mayoral Fallout Shelter built not far from the base and its supporting town.
Even then Nora was still pleased they had managed to do this, and she quickly looked over at the figure of the ship's captain to see him quite excited as he roared out orders to his crew of mixed robots and Minutemen volunteers. She smiled at the sight of this before she suddenly frowned at the reminder of Fort Hagen for a week and a half before had she received a note from Nick Valentine mentioning he had finally found where Kellogg was hiding: Fort Hagen. Then with the help of the detective, her reporter friend Piper Wright, and support from the Airship
Athos she stormed the man's compound and found out the real story of what happened all those years before when he along with a team from the Institute breached Vault 111.
It shocked her for she learned several things from the heavily injured man not only had the Institute had sent teams of combat Synths throughout the Commonwealth, but they also had replaced several figures with human-like Third Generation Synths. One of which was Mayor McDonough of Diamond City and another was a leader of one of her allied settlements which both horrified and shocked her. She also learned how the Institute was able to move around the Commonwealth so easily, via a sort of teleportation technology. It was also the only way into the massive underground bunker complex built underneath Boston that was the Institute. Therefore, not only was she have to fight the various Raider Groups, feral ghoul packs and Super Mutant hordes but the Synths of the Institute as well. She had fixed one problem, and now another sprang up in its place. She sighed and turned away from the wind to observe the crew of the ship scramble around doing their duties.
A few she could see going over the two turret-like primary weapons of the ship. These two weapons were paired Laser Cannonades, an upscaled version of the Minutemen Laser Muskets married to a turret ring similar to that of the Liberty Bell Artillery Cannons. One of these turrets were mounted above the ship's bow-spirit, while the second was built into the ship's aft right above the Captain's quarters. These weapons combined with four repurpose Liberty Bell Artillery Cannons mounted in the ship's former Gundeck were mainly to be used against enemy airships or ground defenses.
For smaller targets, the ship sported three smaller turrets which mounted a pair of Gatling Lasers along with several miniguns the crew can fit along the deck railings during combat. One of these Gatling Laser Turrets was a little bubble like turret underneath the bow-spirit, a second was mounted on the ship's balloon where the ship's crow-nest would have been on a real sailing ship, a third forward of the ship's twin engines.
Nora suddenly noticed Ironsides standing by one of the large mounted viewing scope and the crewman manning it. With a frown and a shake of her head to clear her thoughts, she made her way to him and saw him lean over to look through the hi-powered scope trying to see something in the thick morning fog.
"Is it the
Athos?" she heard Ironsides ask making Nora frown in confusion before stepping up next to the Captain wondering what was going on now.
"No Captain she is in the dock at Fort Jethro undergoing a refit. Since we came up with a few new techniques during the Old Lady's refit," the crewman replied which she soon recognized as one of the volunteers that had formerly manned the
Athos during both the testing cruises she went on and when they went on the trip to Westford Way to find Ironsides himself. Fort Jethro was the name of the Airship Dock, and it's attached facilities which she had named after her grandfather.
"What's going on Captain?" she asked the Ghoul Captain, who looked over at her at the corner of his eye as he stared off into the distance trying to see through the mentioned fog.
"Apparently, there is another airship out there, but this outrageous fog is doing an excellent job of blocking any sight of her," the Ghoul reported making Nora frown as she stared as well into the fog as well. Trying to find any shape in the rolling fog before suddenly she gasped as a large dark shape plowed through the fog bank heading right towards them. Ironsides himself though only cried out surprise before turning around to bark at the crew.
"Helmsman! Turn twenty degrees to port, up-angle by ten meters," he barked out while Nora watched as the Constitution came about to avoid the shape which resolved into a large metal zeppelin-like airship with several aircraft buzzing around it which Nora easily recognized as some variant of the VB-01 Vertibird VTOL Craft. A few moments later the two airships quickly managed to avoid each other before they settled along the side of one another seemingly staring each other down.
"Radio Room! Send traffic: Unknown Airship this is the Commonwealth Minutemen Airship
Constitution, please identify yourself and afflation," Nora heard Ironsides bark down the main hatch, and the Radio Room emplaced there. However, Nora quickly realized who owned this airship before the return response came as she saw the emblem emblazed on the side of the ship. She blinked as she remembered an earlier time where she had helped a small team of Power Armored soldiers fight off a large group of Feral Ghouls.
"They said they are the Airship
Prydwen of the Brotherhood of Steel," she heard the radio room officer shout back to the Captain Ironsides but only shook her head as she stared at the other airship wondering what they brought to the Commonwealth. Did they bring help fighting against the Raider, the super-mutant, and the Institute or did they come to bring the Commonwealth forcibly under their banner? She didn't know and hoped they wouldn't be yet another enemy for she believed that she couldn't stand another upheaval like this but even then she would still fight for the Commonwealth was now her home, and she wasn't about to let someone tell her otherwise.
-o-Fin-o-
Well there is the second of my Wasteland Gazette stories and I hope everyone loves the idea of making the USS
Constitution an airship as much as I do. Granted I know it wasn't really feasible in game since really the
Prydwen does nothing but hover over the Boston Airport after all, therefore any other airship would be the same way, but it is the idea that counts. In a story like fanfiction it wouldn't matter really besides being an awesome addition in my opinion.
For those readers out there interested in such things the mentioned Airship
Athos looks remarkably like a slightly smaller version of the airship used by the Duke of Buckingham in the 2011 movie version of The Three Musketeers. Hence its name. Meanwhile, while as an airship the
Constitution looks like a slightly scaled down version of the Cardinal's airship in the same movie and the addition of the aft-mounted rocket engines of the game's version of the ship. Not to mention without the horrid Grim Reaper figurehead instead a smaller version of the Minutemen Statue replaces it while the ship is done in dark blue and white colors.
I like to mention that I know that in game Ironsides is a Sentrybot not a Ghoul but for the purpose of this story I made him a Ghoul. One that actually has experience onboard the
Constitution having been her last official US Navy commander before the start of the Great War and the nuclear fallout that followed. This was a decision I made after I imagined that a new character would be needed to fulfil the role of captain of the ship instead of a simple robot.
As for the armament of the ship I got that from the turret-like gun the mentioned Small Airship in the movie mounted on its bow. It was only really seen in use during the Musketeers attack on the Tower of London and the Duke of Buckingham. For the
Constitution and its own turrets, they sport paired large laser cannons which are basically upsized version of the Laser Musket. It is also an answer to one of my main complaints with the
Prydwen in that it only sports the ability to carry several Vertibirds and does not sport any other weapon. At least as far as I know.
With that said I like to take a moment to apologize for the large data-dump at the beginning of this story since I wanted to give people an idea on what my dream Sanctuary Settlement happens to be including a few extras like powering the settlement via Vault 111's own power generation facility which for the purpose of this story is a Geothermal Power Plant which it doesn't have in game but I thought it would be nice touch. Another big thing that isn't really mentioned in story is that large warehouses in the Vault which has tons of supplies to start a settlement which is mainly due another Fallout 4 idea I had where the Vault-Tech Crew of 111 had an important secondary mission. This would be constructing a post-war base of power for both Vault-Tech and the Enclave in the Boston Area. However, this never happens due to the Overseer refusing to follow through with the secondary mission after the Vault Residents are stable in their Cryo-Pods which would see the Security and others in the Vault to revolt against the Overseer leaving behind the supplies to be used by the Sole Survivor and the Minutemen to build up Sanctuary into quite an interesting Settlement one with modern applications like running water and very good building material to be used in construction of suitable living areas.
Okay. That's enough moving on.
One final thing I like to mention that I plan on working on a couple more stories based on this story. One would be Elder Maxson and the Proctor Council's reaction to the
Constitution, the Brotherhood's first dedicated foray into the Commonwealth, and a general overview on my version of the Commonwealth including factions and other added settlements. As they are briefed by my Sole Survivor as a curtsy to the newcomers in the Commonwealth.
That said I hoped you liked this story and I shall see you in the next you. Ciao!