Chapter 1: The President of the United States of America

AN: I'm a try to keep this short.

Hey, names Bladikus and this my first story, well, not really I have like another dozen stories that I'm writing and have already have written but I've decided to start posting my fallout crossover first because a friend of mine wants to read it. On the topic of it being a ATLA crossover with fallout might sound strange and trust me, it's still strange to even me when I think about it, but I had come up with, what I hope to be, a moderate level plot at the very least, that makes sense. Also, there will be a pairing maybe a three-way relationship, it is a fanfic after all. But I've taken enough of your time I'll speak to you again after the chapter.

FOR THE ENCLAVE! FOR AMERICA!

Disclaimer: I don't own Fallout or Avatar: The Last Airbender

Debris, dirt, trash anything else you can think of that would be connected to the word apocalyptic was riddled among the ruins of the once great Capital of Washington D.C. Crumbling walls and ceilings were a common occurrence in this wasteland. Though surprisingly even among all the destruction life still continues.

rattle

A tossing or shaking of an old tin can be heard echo in the silent ruins.

rattle rattle

More movement echoed, increasing in speed and frequency. Another sounded off, then another and another. The echo soon began to originate in an alleyway between two, surprisingly, standing walls.

click

A soft click of a switch and warm sounding buzz began sound off as a greenish glow appeared in a window on the second level of a multi-storied building adjacent to the echoing alleyway. Lightly tapping metal and rapid clicking of a turning knob could be heard from the building before stopping as the rattling of tin can's grew closer. rattle. It's getting closer now.rattle. Closer, it almost out of the path.rattle. With that final sound the perpetrator was revealed it was a...tiny,little,cute squirrel...with two heads.

splash

A green slimy goo pile was the only visible remains of the once two-head squirrel.

"Dam, squirrel, you nearly gave me a heart attack." A deep yet very filtered voice whispered with a sigh at the lack of threat the squirrel proved to have been. Soft,clanking of relaxing metal sounded as his Mk II Advanced Power Armor sat on his shoulders. The cooling fan on his back slowly spinning in a peaceful rotation. The man's helmet faced his rifle with his hand checking if any type of malfunction occurred after use. Satisfied with his analysis of the Fully Customized Urban Plasma Rifle, more along the lines of a DMR( Designated Marksmen Rifle) cause of the medium range electronic scope, Marksmen Stock and an Advanced level Receiver and Barrel, but with the side effect of having a minimized clip of only 5 shots, he returned to his survey of the surrounding buildings. It's a peaceful job, quite too, mostly, and he enjoyed both those things. Sadly, his enjoyment was cut short with a buzz in his ear.

"Hey D, you there?" a male voice, deep and heavily filtered much like his own, called through the built in radio. The man named "D" sighed and shook his head before he responded.

"Ya, I'm here, what do ya want Miles?" Miles simply chuckled over the radio.

"I heard a plasma shot not to far from where I'm located, you hear it too?" He asked curiously causing "D" to click on the safety of his rifle before responding.

"Ya, I heard it, it came from my rifle when I shot at this loud ass squirrel, little bugger." He said curtly getting another chuckle from Miles.

"I knew it was you, you're always the one who would get any type of action either from these abominations or from ladies back at base." Miles said with a chuckle. His comment made "D's eye twitched under his helmet. Now most men would always try get something, anything, to help their ego no matter it be the number of mutants he's killed or the number of women he's slept with. He, however, is not like any other man.

"Miles, you know the second part in not even remotely true, I really get annoyed at your constant remarks regarding that topic, also… you remember what time is evac?" He said with some embarrassment.

"Ya,ya, I know, you're too easy to mess with dude and it's at 2000(8 PM) hours when we have to head back to base." "D" looked at his internal clock showing it to be 1980(7:50 PM) a few minutes before evac time. "Finally" he thought as he sighed as his body moved into a bored like posture.

It's been about ten years since the Poseidon Oil Refinery, the HQ of the Enclave, was destroyed by the Chosen One. The survivors of the attack, led by Gen. Autumn Senor, used a mobile base center they found during their raid of the Navarro Air Force Base to escape California and flee, running towards the east, to Washington D.C. Along the way they had sent vertibirds to the smaller pre-war Enclave outposts that were dotted across the U.S. Some were completely destroyed and were scavenged for parts, ammo, food and other basic essentials. However, a good amount of them were occupied by Pre-War occupants that have been check and re-checked for radiation mutations, luckily none were found. Now our numbers jumped from the mix of several dozen soldiers,scientist and civilians to more or less a thousand in total. They had about 700 soldiers(Engineers,pilots,Grunt etc.),200 scientist(Doctors,researchers,etc.) and 100 civilians give or take a little more in the civilian amount.

Three years ago Senior died from a Super Mutant raid when he and a squad of soldiers were searching for military hardware in a military outpost somewhere in Pennsylvania. Lt Autumn, Senor's son, took over as leader of the Enclave as they trekked the rest of the way to Washington. They arrived at Washington a year ago, took them a few weeks to arrive at Raven Rock before spending the next two years collecting materials,setting parameters and outposts across the Capital Wasteland.

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The recognizable sound of turning blades could be heard off in the distance, quickly getting closer. "D" sent a signal through the radio to Miles and the rest of the soldiers stationed in points all across the D.C. ruins to fallback to the rondavu point for evac. With a light jog he speed out of the multi-story and through the destroyed streets of downtown D.C. He didn't meet any type of resistance along the way. As he walked out of a crumbling hallway to see an open parking lot in front of an old Red-rocket toy factory. He noticed fellow Enclave wearing their own sets of MK.I or II APA(Advanced Power Armor) wielding either a type of plasma or laser rifle slung over their shoulder or in their hands. One of the Enclave soldiers raised their hand in a greeting to his arrival. As he got closer he noticed a brain with a lightning piercing through it decal on his armor."Miles" 'D' thought as he rose his hand in a slight greeting.

" 'Bout time you got here, I've been bored as hell for the past 10 minutes" Miles remarked, getting a sigh from 'D'.

" It's good to see you as well, Miles. Is everyone else here?" Miles nodded before 'D' sat on the hood of one of the few rusty and destroyed cars in the parking lot. Miles stood directly in front of him.

" Good, now all we have to do is wait."

After waiting for about another ten minutes while having a friendly chat with Miles two vertibirds hovered over them before landing. All ten Enclave soldiers boarded one of the two aircrafts and headed towards Raven Rock. After another thirty minutes had passed they arrived at the bunker. 'D' noticed the mobile base center parked in front of the entrance of the bunker with personnel moving crates filled with medical equipment into the base and scientists supervising transfer of materials. He soon lost sight of them when the vertibird entered one of the large aerial hatches. Seconds past as they entered a very large underground chamber filled with vertibirds on each side. The green-ish blue gray color of the walls seemed to glow, creating an eerie atmosphere for most but for Enclave personnel it gave off a home-like feeling.

" Gunnery Sergeant Navarro, Col Autumn wants you to report to him, personally." 'D' now formerly known as GSgt. Navarro turned to the pilet ,slightly, indicating that he heard him before stepping off the aircraft. He waved a goodbye to his friend, Miles, before quickly walking to a nearby doorway. He passed other military personnel as he walked through the many corridors and hallways of the bunker taking him about fifteen minutes to get to the Colonel's quarters. Navarro was about to knock on the door when he heard voices coming from inside.

"Colonel, we have spent decades studying the FEV virus to create the ultimate human you can't simply dismantle all of what my colleagues and I have worked our entire lives on. It'll be a waste of resources and we both know that we can't risk losing anything ever since the loss of the oil rig." A male voice argued behind the door,"A scientist " Navarro thought.

"Yes, I can Doctor Prescot, the enclave is currently in Marshal Law meaning the military has the means to stop any of your little projects. Only the next President will have the authority to remove my command." Another man argued with a tone that demanded respect,"Autumn" Navarro recognized.

" There will never be another President. This since duty of yours is misleading you, let us continue our from late President Richardson's orders. He wanted to make your military even more effective than it already is and with my research we be able to do so. We only need more time and test subjects to do it." Navarro knew who Doctor Prescott was, the good Doctor desperately wanted to continue his research on the FEV virus but stops him at every step of the way. Prescot was known to be one of the very strong believers of keeping the pure humans, pure and alive. Causing many of the Doctors action be more inhumane to the point that some of the more morally hearted scientists to dub him a 'Mad Scientist'. However, Navarro knew Autumn since boot camp, he knew his morals and ideals, and none of them involved using the FEV virus for his own use. Plus knowing that his father was killed by a super mutant a by-product of the FEV virus really does not help Doctor Prescott's case. Though Autumn let him continue his research for the sole reason that he needed to get us to Raven Rock as quickly as possible and having internal conflicts would have slowed them down. Now, it would seem Autumn has finally gotten tired of his constant pestering about needing more subjects to experiment on and more materials to research with to shut down his program, permanently. A chuckle sounded through the door before it grew to a small laugh,"Autumn".

"Do you really think we need your FEV virus to be more effective, we've seen how effective they are as we slaughter them in the D.C. ruins. Super mutant are the product of the FEV virus and I'll be damned before I see it used on my soldiers. You have always spoken about purity within the Enclave yet you want to infect it with the FEV virus, are you a fool!" A soft buzz was from an intercom could be heard" Commander Brooks send a squadron of men to the FEV Research Labs and burn everything even touched by the FEV virus." Doctor Prescott was screaming in denial, shouting and cursing his name to stop what he was doing." All files saved in computers are to be taken out put into the archives and locked with a Level 1 Password lock."

"Gladly, Colonel, Commander Brooks over and out" Commander Joseph Brooks, one of the two only remaining commanders in Enclave after the fall of the oil rig, that most of the officers in the military. Brooks have been said to be strict, smart, cunning yet also caring for his soldiers under his command, like most officers are. He's also known to be deathly loyal to Autumn because of their shared opinions about the FEV virus and other subjects. His thoughts were interrupted with the door opening with woosh. Doctor Prescott wearing his doctor's coat and clothing rushed past, his slightly long blond hair flying in the air with his deep blue eyes filled with fear and his white skin paling considerably, as he ran as fast he could to the FEV labs. Navarro only shook his head before entering the room.

"Colonel" he said bluntly as he stood at attention with a salute. The Colonel pinched his nose with his eyes closed in an attempted to relax his nerves. He stood at around 6'2 with his black hair cut in a military style flat-top as his chin beard had been trimmed to the finest point to add a more professional look to his pale-ish white face. Though the scars on his right brow and left cheek destroys that images and places one of a feral warrior wore Grey officer fatigues with green highlights. The Colonel sighed before he opened his eyes, brown eyes filled with wisdom beyond his years, looking at Navarro in his ADA with his rifle on his back.

"At ease,Sargent and please get out of that armor I don't want to stare at a metal face in our whole conversation." Navarro nodded as his armor released a loud hiss before opening from behind ,as he did so the Colonel reached down into his drawer bringing out some bottled whiskey. Navarro stepped out of the armor wearing Enclave Soldier fatigues, grey with green highlights. He had his black hair flat on his head, mostly because of the helmet from the ADA. He has deep brown eyes and hairy eyebrows. An unkempt goatee with growing jaw beards giving him a feral look. A scar went from the right part of his forehead to the middle of his nose. It almost looked like two very sharp and large fingers has cut him. He stood at around 5'11 short compared to the average Enclave soldiers size of 6'0-6'6 feet tall. After a slight stretch of his muscle he sat on the the chair adjacent to the Colonel's desk. It was an old thing, very old, maybe four hundred or five hundred years old, he would have never thought that the president's desk would have survived the nukes but it did and here it is being used again by Enclave, the Pre-war America rements. The U.S. flag hung behind Autumn along with a table under it with maps, notes and a laser pistol along. There was also a computer on the President's desk. A Simple, spartan-like, room something all military men or women appreciate.

The Colonel took a swig of his whiskey before offering some to Navarro. The Navarro shook his head with a 'no thank you' before the Colonel took another swing of his whiskey.

"Hehe, I had almost forgotten you don't like to drink. I still find that strange by the way but none of the less how've you been?" Taking another swig of whiskey as he said it.

"Fine, sir, I've settled in my new quarters, gotten to meet some of the new men, and memorized the work of tunnels in the bunker." Navarro said tersely only to get a sigh from Autumn before receiving a strong glare from the Colonel.

"I'm not asking about that I'm asking how've you've been doing" The Autumn repeated with an emphasis on 'you've'. Navarro looked away before turning back to facing him, knowing what he asking about but he isn't willing to share, he isn't ready to share, not yet.

"I'm fine, sir, you don't need to worry."

"I have a need to worry we've fought at each others side for almost three years, you personally saved my sorry ass at least twice, hell we had the same instructor at boot camp. You are one of the few friends I've got left in this blasted place and I aim to keep the few I have alive." The Colonel argued with his voice raising. His nerves soon calmed down with another swig of his whisky.

"I'm fine, sir." Navarro repeated annoying Autumn with his stubbornness and he can't order him to talk because he'll simply say some type of half truth and stick with it."Smart bastard" The Colonel thought but he relented he knew someone who could break down his barriers. He can just have her do it.

"Fine, we'll talk about this later but right now there's something else I need your help with." This caught Navarro attention, straightening his back he asked:

"And that is,sir?"

"I'll tell you on the way" He said before putting away his whiskey and walking towards towards the door." follow me and leave your armor you won't need it," he continued. Navarro quickly got out of the chair and to his side. They walked through the many corridors of bunker, Enclave personnel saluting as Autumn past and Autumn giving a nod in return. After forty minutes of walking they arrived in a heavily plated door way in an unexplored part of the bunker. You would think that this place would be completely filled by now but from what records show this place was said to hold at least four thousand men at minimum with a max of eight thousand. There are still rooms, ante-chambers, storage room, armory's etc... to be yet explored. Autumn took out a key card and swiped it at the card panel opening the metal door with screeching bolts and gears. When it completely opened Autumn walked in with Navarro close behind. A large set of metal stairs were leading them upward and at the top they were met with another set of metal doors. Only this time Autumn gave Navarro a key and directed him to a keyhole on the right side of the door while Autumn, with a replica of the same key he had, went to the left sides keyhole. Navarro understood what to do he put the inside the keyhole and waited for Autumn's mark. "Mark" Autumn simply said as they both turned the key at the same time. In response the door, again screeched, open allowing them enter inside. When they did they were met with a thirty foot tall and twenty feet wide supercomputer.

"Sir, what is this?" Navarro asked curiously as continued to inspect the giant machine.

"This ,my friend, is our next President."

"What?" Navarro asked confused and shocked at Autumn's announcement. Autumn walked towards the machine before turning to the Sargent.

"When the oil rig was destroyed my father, Col. Augusta Autumn Senor, received a message from a military base located near Washington D.C. This was the base the message originated from and this is who sent the message. It was originally called the FIX system, a system designed to keep the U.S. government alive if the oil rig was ever destroyed and it did, but now it gave himself a name and made himself President. Since this was a Pre-War program my father thought it would be best to follow it's order's as if he really was the President. So my father gathered all Enclave forces who agreed to come with but as you know some stayed calling us "deserters" for leaving the battlefront. After which you know the rest of." Autumn said calmly and while most people would go against the idea of having a computer as a president. Navarro know there would be no way to regularly elect a president since their civilian count has been diminishing while our military count has been increasing. So having a computerized president made by their Pre-War brothers was the next best thing.

"So...where do we start, sir?" Autumn's lips twitched upward. He never doubted Navarro to help with this. He knew him long enough to know he's more of going with the flow kind of guy.

"Alright, you'll have to get on the computer and find whatever it is to transfer more power towards the President." Navarro raised an eyebrow at how simple the process was, usually it's nothing like that, but he also chuckled at Autumns frown.

"Still don't know anything other than the rudimentary basics of computers do ya Autumn." Navarro said with a small smirk, his personality rising above his 'on the job persona', causing Autumn's eyes to twitch.

"Ya, ya, laugh it up why don't ya, just get on with it." Navarro chuckled again before walking towards the screen and keyboard of the supercomputer. Navarro always had a knack with computers but his skill was limited. He couldn't rewrite an entire computer but he could rewrite some programs or hack into them. As he began to type on the keyboard a message appeared on screen.

"Hello, my name is John Henry Eden, who might you be?" the message read. "It's the program" Navarro thought as he typed in his Name, rank, military number and platoon number before continuing to search for the energy use file.

"Hello Sargent, am I correct to assume you will be allowing me access to more electricity." Navarro responded with a 'Yes, Mr. President'.

"You know who I am? Then the Colonel must trust you, greatly." Navarro didn't respond as he finally found the program that allowed him to send more power to the computer. The lights on the machine quickly lit up and the larger computer screen in the direct middle of the computer began to turn on.

"Hello?" a very charismatic sounding voice came from the machine, with a sound being the only visual representing of the voice. The voice surprised both the Colonel and the Sergeant not that the machine had a voice, it was not uncommon for machines to have a voice, it's just they never have heard a robot's voice sound so...human. Autumn walked forward before he saluted along with the Sargent.

"Mr. President, Col. Augustus Autumn and GSgt. Jose Antonio Navarro reporting for duty, sir!" The President said 'At ease' before more lights began to brighten on his computer.

"It's good to finally speak with you Colonel, my condolences for your father's untimely demise but he would proud, knowing you are the leading the Enclave to their future." Autumn said Thank you' with some sadness in his eyes. "I share the same feeling to you Gunnery Sergeant you have lost much in this short decade yet you still fight for the future of America. A true model of duty and service you are, my friend." The sergeant did not say anything he only nodded before Autumn began to speak.

"Sir, we collected all Enclave personal across the country and have massed at Raven Rock. What are your new order's?" "Soldier to the end isn't he" President Eden somehow thought within his Computerized brain. His loyalty is commendable and needed for the coming changes.

"Colonel your new orders will come soon but right now I must announce my arrival and rebuild our chain in command, for it is in shambles. Now if you would please call the attention of all Enclave personnel I will greatly appreciate it." The Colonel nodded as a microphone came out of a slot in the President Eden's machine body. The Colonel stood next to it before clearing his throat with a cough.

"Attention this is Col. Autumn calling all personnel."

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Soldiers, Scientists, and civilians all looked to the nearby intercoms or radio's.

"Many of you have questioned the reason why we left California and travelled towards Washington D.C., well, now that question will be answered. When the oil rig was destroyed my father, Col. Augusta Autumn Senor, received a message from a military base located near Washington D.C., this was the base the message originated from. This message was sent from a Pre-War individual, yes Pre-war, who has been awaked with the loss of the oil rig. He is the one who gave the locations of all military bases, Enclave Bunkers and other information we never knew before. He is our new President."

"Hello, Enclave it's good to finally speak with you. My name is John Henry Eden and I will be your new Commander and Chief until I am killed or impeached. I know you have fought hard against the mutations of this radioactive world and that is commendable and I would like to say that I am proud of you all. Ever since the oil rig was destroyed your command structure was all but destroyed and yet you still banded together and fought on. Now that is what a true American is, and all of you are all true Americans because of it. Now I have been looking at every single individual's file which is why it took so long for me to reveal myself but I digress. I have here over a hundred names of individual who will promoted in both military and scientific divisions. Now let us begin with Col. Autumn with exemplary performance of leadership, military skills and military victories I am proud to pronounce General. Augusta Autumn as the new Secretary of Defense and Leader of all Military, second to only to me of course." Needless to say Autumn was beyond shocked, he frozen in place, even with Navarro's congratulatory slap to the back caused no response." Next, I would to pronounce Commander Brooks, because of his amazing loyalty, sense of duty and great amount of successful battles, as Colonel Brooks, Gen. Autumn's second in command." President Eden continued naming names and promoting on the spot. Most names Navarro recognized others he never heard of before. He could hear clapping and cheering echo through the halls, celebrating their new President and the many promotions. After the thirty minutes the President finally reached the final name.

"Last but not least I wish to congratulate and promote a man who carries unwavering loyalty to the enclave, a man who would be willing to do any mission and never back down, a man who has fought and killed a death claw with his two hand, a man who survived multiple mini nuke explosions and come out with only scratches, a man who has been connected to death itself because of the countless suicide mission concluding with the enemy dead. I am promoting Gunnery Sergeant Jose Antonio "Death Knight" Navarro to lieutenant Colonel. He will be third in command of all Enclave forces from this moment forth. This will be all for now, may God bless America and God bless the Enclave." The President finished before putting some type of Pre-War pipe music over the radio.

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"Sir" The new LtCol. said with a frown on his face. He doesn't look happy for being just promoted.

"Yes, I know what you're about to say LtCol. but you can't refuse this promotion like all the others, I won't let you. This is what needs to be done to create the new chain in command and frankly it's also what you deserve for all you have done for the Enclave." With that the "Death knight" was silenced. A hand was on his shoulder by looking to his left he found that it was Gen. Autumn.

"You can go now, Jose, I can handle the rest. Go and meet up with Liz I bet she'd be running all over the place to congratulate you, better not keep her waiting." Jose sighed before he nodded and with a salute to both the President and the General he left the room in search of his closest remaining best friend Elizabeth Roosevelt, the only remaining descendant of the Roosevelt family. What that means is that she's related to Theodore and Franklin D. Roosevelt two of the United States most powerful and respected presidents in history. Navarro always found that to be an interesting aspect of her since he was a history buff, he would literally read any book that is history related, U.S. history or not, but she always said she didn't like being compared to her ancestors. She would say that she was her own person and they were their own persons as well which he agreed with but he still teased her about it.

After getting salutes and congratulations from people Navarro walked passed, he arrived at the Medical Engineering Wing. He asked one of the doctor where Elizabeth was and was directed to one of the rooms in the wing. After saying a 'thank you' to the doctor he walked in the room and found a woman on sitting nearing desk on the far wall. She wore the standard Enclave Doctor's coat with a large E with star surrounding said 'E' on the back. Her legs were over one another as she wore sleek black pants with stubby high-heels. She wore white button up dress shirt with pens in her chest pocket and black rimmed glasses. She has burning brown eyes, tanned, smooth, scar less face, a small pointed but yet slightly stubby nose. Her red-ish brown hair were hanging off her shoulder as she typed away at the computer in front of her.

"If you're looking to be patched up your looking at the wrong place, head down another corridor and you should be at the med bay." She said not even looking at him still typing at the computer. Navarro simply shook his head with a smile before taking out a Nuka bottle cap from his pocket and throwing at her head. It bounced of her and down to the floor. She turned to him with anger but when she noticed who he was her anger quickly changed to a smirk.

"God damn it Jose you really want to piss me off don't you." She said as she closed the gap between them and gave him a strong and loving hug which he returned. The doctor, then, quickly pushed him to a chair in front of her desk while she sat on her own.

"Now, tell me, what does our new president plan to have us do? Is he really from before the war? How did he survive?" She said with a smile.

"Don't know, I left before he said anything else other than the announcement. Yes, he's from before the war and I don't know how he survived this long, he hasn't said anything about that" His said but his words caused her to playfully pout. "Great, it's classified at least I know the guy really is from before the war" Elizabeth thought, believing what he said was a lie before sighing in defeat.

'Alright, so… you have any more stories?" With that Navarro eyes lit up in excitement. Navarro had a powerful imagination allowing him to create entire worlds. He actually thought of making a book about one of his stories, "The Rise of Darkness". A very cheesy name yes but he was happy with it but he was not able to start writing thanks to all the work that's been piling up. Though, he has another story in mind to tell his close friend. While Elizabeth simply enjoyed his stories because of two things. One, they were actually pretty good and got her attention and two, it dragged her mind out of remembering that they live a in post-nuclear-apocalypse.

"Ya, I have a couple, how about…" The Pack"?" He said as began to tell a story about humans, elves, dwarfs and many of fantasy based creatures in a world called Azeroth.

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As many of you already guessed a large number of people will be OC'S The main one the now Lt Col. Navarro is being based off myself. Yes, he's quirky and strange because I'm quirky and strange. Hopefully you like him cause that means you'll like me :D.

Don't worry it won't take long before they get to the ATLA universe at least one more chapter.

Another final note I will be mixing in stuff from all the fallout games, some other games as well, including stuff from before the war. I'll just let you think on what I might bring to the table.

If any of you have criticism, please try and make it constructive. Also if you enjoy my story please either fave/follow/review or check in once in a while to see if there's an update.

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