Author's Note;

Smiles; HELLO WASTELANDERS... It's me Smiles also side me is my go getting friend Jester!

Jester; Hi and yes if you all get the reference thank you. Smiles and I like many fans of the Fallout series have been waiting a long time for Fallout 4 to drop. And man did Bethesda show off at E3. We often watch the web series by Shoddycast to get us through our worries of having no Fallout. Alongside another youtuber Mr. Mattplay.

Smiles; And if you don't know who either its worth your time to check em out it'll be way worth your effort. Now this new fic people into my head some time ago Jester and I just didn't have the time to put it up.

Jester; But now we do have the time. And to all reading this little piece thanks you and we hope to hear what you have to say about our story. Smiles if you would.

Smiles; Each shadow has a face but my face will remain eternally night...

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Who would have guessed that it could actually happen? The idea that a whole could exist without heroes... that's the kicker. Heroes were outnumbered not only by numbers but also by the shear tactics of the various supervillians of their rouges galleries. With countries seeing the fall of their heroes they tried everything to fight back. Even going so far as to make their own heroes. As well as using their more dangerous weapons in their efforts. But in the end the governments fought only for one year a lot less then it took the villains to kill all the heroes.

But with the world now underfoot the villains needed away to divide up the world. Some well almost all said no wanting to plunder the world, as they liked. This allowed some governments to hold and still hold some sense of order. However right now the world has both order and chaos. Portions of governments didn't have all their respective territories anymore. These areas are codenamed Boilers, seeing as the governments refuse to send aid to these crime-riddled areas. Along with the fact that the areas are often heated or peppered by raging gunfire.

But in the harsh snow mountains of Canada we find a secret government base. In this base we find several government commanders and their guards walking through the halls. The New Europe commander asks "Miss Bane are you sure that the Ghost is ready to be put into trail run"? The large muscular woman in a red lucha mask stops. The long black ponytail protruding from the back of her masks head whips in the air. Miss Bane or the now eighteen years old daughter of Bane scowls at the mans question.

She loved her father but the Joker thought it was funny to mess with his venom formula. That caused him to die in his last battle against Batman. Right now Batman is one of few heroes that are crippled and held as prisoners on the moon. So more influential villains thought some heroes are better alive them dead the whole martyr and glory concept kept coming up in that meeting. But Ximena got her revenge killing the Clown with one of Batman's explosive batarangs. The Clowns girlfriend tried to find out who but to this day she still doesn't know. Ximena looks at the five commanders each standing for their new energy dome protected governments.

New is the main word each New city the governments own has large thirty story Meta human detecting barriers. No one with a superpower or oddly heightened senses can get in. The cities often are as big as two states but the governments still have control over them. Ximena laughs, " You forget commanders the age of heroes is over. We need a new breed of hero ones that knows what it means to follow a code. But only follows it so long as they can obtain something. Ghost is the first". The commander of New Africa, "But what if the villains make him do as they want"?

Ximena looks at him, "Last time you where here did Ghost listen to you? That is why he's perfect he won't listen to anyone but his own mind. Which is what we need. We need him to cause confusion within the ranks of the villains. And with their backs turned you can push them back as best you can. So remember our deal if this works". The commander's nod as they continue to walk through the hall. Outside the base several figures dressed with gold tinted masks and black and gold color schemed body armor crouch at a distance.

The lead figure is non other then Deathstroke. Deathstroke scans the base, "Good the Intel from Black Manta was right. Ok when we get in find the Meta human kill everyone else". His forces nods chambering their weapons to move into their positions. Inside Ximena steps into a room with several smashed pillars. For the most part the room has one small candle as the main source of light.

Ximena, "Why don't you want more lights in here Ghost"? Seeing the lean muscular young brown skinned man next to the candle smiling back at her was unsettling for others. Under the various bandages that cover his face and lower jaw you can see the twisted but soft charm to the young man. One scientist compared him to the Joker. But Ghost doesn't like the dead clown, last week he killed the scientist asking him if Ghost amused him like a clown, did he make him laugh like a clown. When the scientist answered correctly Ghosts creatures killed him.

This young man sits up leaning in closer to the light of the candle showing that his eyes too are bandaged. His dark spessartite garnet hair hanging down his face and neck. Ghost, "I like the dark I am a dark user Meta human after all. Besides last time you tried I caused the electrician to go to the hospital with several fractions. Plus I can have more fun in the dark just how I like it".

In the rooms darkness you can see the odd runes going along Ghosts bandaged body start to glow like liquid metal. Touching the floor with a hand Ghost feels someone or several someone's. Ghost, "I feel several unknown shadows getting closer. Ones has great skill can I kill him"?

Ximena touches her ear, "Control anything on the sensors?" Control, "No ma'am why"? Ghost slides his hand on the floor, "I can smell the blood under his boots. Man its funny how some of these guys think they might be able to fight me. Come on Ximena let me be the smirking shadow that ends these fools". Ximena nods and Ghost slowly becomes wrapped by the shadows his one sided smirk all that could be seen before he was fully enveloped. Running down the halls five members of Deathstrokes thirty plus man squad was making their ways around the place.

But they stopped seeing the young Ghost slowly walk to them. Chuckling Ghost stops, "Man I heard that mercenaries fight with some kind of code. Tell me why did you come here did you come by for a house visit? Or did you come cause you wanted to feel alive"? The five trained their weapons on Ghost who smirks at the sight. With one side of his mouth flashing the three sharp canines at the top and bottom of that side of his mouth the mercenaries become hesitant. But Ghost doesn't flinch while they fire at him. Moving far faster then they could target Ghost stops just behind the squad. Cracking his neck Ghost smirks, "Are you feeling alive yet"?

Each merc drops to the ground with fist sized holes in their body armor. Ghost smells his hand, "No none of you are alive enough to have survived. Maybe the other ones can help me feel alive"? Ghost slips into the shadows again finding six new mercenaries to play with. Ghost whistles catching their attention. Touching the floor he wraps his shadows around his arms to create two gauntlets. In a snap two blades sprint from the sides creating two curved wings. Charging Ghost smirks, "Feeling lively my friends"? Slashing one across the chest Ghost morphed his bare foot to have talons sinking them into another mercenary's skull.

As the others opens fire Ghost uses his two dead kills as shields. Throwing the two Ghost covers the distance to punch one merc really hard. So hard the she bent backwards until her skull was smashed into the floor. Ghost elbows the others clean across the neck the blood from her neck smears his faces bandages. Ghost takes a whiff, "You where close but still not close to being alive. Hey why run you still haven't answered my question"? The merc called for backup saying the Meta human in question had just killed his squad. Deathstroke, "Lead him to us if he's interested in a fight I'll be glad to show him one".

But Ghost hears and can see the so called trap set by the lead mercenary. Touching the floor Ghost focuses his power causing the strange symbols on his arm to travel into the floor. Slowly each symbol takes their own shape. But the shape they take is that of monstrous hellhounds gray mist cling to their bodies. But Ghost snaps making them vanish while their snarls can still be heard. Ghost, "Go my friends and feed I know how hungry you are". Howling the hounds ran for their meals Ghost walking causally after them.

Ghost creates a ball of shadow in his hand making it spin a little he hears the screams and shouts coming from down the halls. But soon the howls of his hounds turn to that of pain. Each hounds symbol returns to his arm and Ghost sees how each dead.

Smirking wider Ghost chuckles, "So you show some life but you're not my type. You're going to be fun to play with mister mercenary". Ghost walks down the halls until he finds the last few mercenaries along with their leader. Ghost, "You others get lost I only want your boss". Deathstroke snaps his fingers and all of his mercs open fire.

Ghost morphs his body into various connecting lines of dark smoke. With his head floating Ghost smirks as several spikes impales the mercs. Deathstroke uses his swords to deflect the spikes but Ghost remains calm. Reforming his body Ghost walks to the mercenary staring at him through his bandaged eyes. Deathstroke, "You're no hero".

Ghost smirks and shook his head, "I'm no way a hero my teacher just brought out a long hidden family gift. I'm a shadow vampire not like the normal ones of legend. I don't feed on blood but I want to one day. Only I want to find that one that'll make me feel alive". Showing the various sharp teeth at the corners of his jaw Deathstroke eyes the monster for a moment.

Deathstroke huffs and charges the young vampire. Deathstroke, "I heard that vampires in any form are immortal, blood hungry, and care for none but those that serve and befriend them. You are no vampire". As Ghost threw a punch coated in shadow Deathstroke cut clean through his hand to then stab into his eye. As Deathstrokes blade punches through Ghost's head it then connects to the wall behind him. Ghost's smirk doesn't leave his face. Ghost, "I'm interested what was the plan after you stabbed me in the face"?

Ghost sent a shadow-fueled kick right into Deathstrokes. Slamming into the opposite wall Deathstroke just barely avoids a black spiderlike leg protruding from Ghost's shoulder. Pulling the leg free Ghost charges having two more legs to add to his attacks. Deathstroke uses his sharp eyesight to block and counter Ghost's attacks. Using his laser lance and sword in tandem to try and divide Ghost's attention. Mainly he shakes or jerks the sword still in Ghost's skull when he gets close enough.

But Ghost attacks were simple for a reason. Ghost wants to see how far he can push his one eyed combatant. Ghost smirks, "Your fun I guess I can release a little more seeing as you're decently strong". Ghost's left arm slowly becomes coated in the smoke like shadows of his hounds. But Ghosts body shadows have more of a dark teal to their tint.

With his whole arm covered and the three legs returning into his body Ghost pushing forward. Deathstroke makes the first move gripping his sword that's still lodged in Ghost's head. Slicing Ghost's from one side of his head to the other Deathstroke follows with a downward strike. Cutting from Ghost shoulder down to his hip. To then fire his lance clean through Ghost's heart.

But that didn't stop the smirking vampire. Ghost's hands phase past Deathstrokes armor and an odd word leaves Ghost's bloody lips. Soon a shockwave rushes outward from within the Terminator. Deathstroke staggers back trying to get his baring's even with his healing factor working to the best of its abilities. Ghost's unique powers did something to him. While Deathstroke took a moment Ghost's shadows pulled him back together. With his blood slowly fading away and his wounds vanishing slowly Ghost smiles to the Terminator.

Ghost, "You must be wondering why your healing factor isn't going into overdrive. Well the shadows told me in a whisper of your little power and skills. Sorry to say my friend but at the end of the day the slightly living has a better grip on why we want to live. And I still want to look for the one that gives me a nice touch in being alive". Deathstroke charges once again only for Ghost's left arm to morph into a horrid spiders head. Chunks of Deathstrokes left side, hip, and a portion of his ribs are being chewed in the spider's mandibles. Deathstroke also notes the stump that was once his arm as well.

Slouching against the wall Deathstroke sees most of his sides gone along with some of his organs hanging out. Coughing into his mask Deathstroke sees Ghost morph his arm back to normal as he slowly slips to the after. Touching his earpiece Ghost calls Ximena, "Ma'am their all dead can I keep his mask and swords"? Ximena says yes and Ghost takes his prizes and returns to his room. Sitting in his room Ghost stares at the small death lily that he loves just as much as the various familiars that live within his body symbols. Looking up Ximena walks into place a large box near him.

Ximena, "Great work Ghost after that display you've killed about four super villains. His name was Deathstroke by the way". Ghost, "Please stop calling me Ghost I want a new name. Call me Pascal D. Fifth seeing as you told me I'm the fifth vampire in my family. So when will I fight more of these super villains the three before Deathstroke weren't as fun... but he did try at least".

Ximena, "We're seeing you out this time for good. Your going to make a name for yourself Pascal why not takes a look at your outfit"? Opening the box Pascal sees the outfit that Ximena got for him. With the outfit on Pascal sees himself in the dim mirror it is a nice outfit. The fur around his neck feels nice and the fedora is a nice touch into the outfit but almost or completely fades into the darkness. The coat has flat square shoulders tinted gold while the coat itself has a white gray color to it. Long zippers go up from the underside of the wrists to the elbows.

Over his wrists are two purple gems he can feel a slight twinge of psychic energy coming from the gems. The nice black pants and shirt feels nice even his mid shin high leather boots feels nice. With two leather gloves over his hands Pascal looks to Ximena. She extends to him a cloth, "Can't have people seeing that nice face. Cover it until you have enough courage to show them who they're dealing with". Pascal takes the mouth less mask and covers his face. Taking more bandages Pascal covers his mouth but just enough so that you can only see when his mouth is open.

His purple colored mask has two plain eyeholes with two streaks going down as if he is crying. Ximena "Can't have you going out with no weapons. Here Pascal with good fortune from the New governments to you". Seeing said weapons Pascal was surprised at what he was going to play with. Seeing the two large and unique revolvers Pascal is really happy. The barrels have rectangles over the barrels with cylinders that could holdup to twelve maybe more rounds. (He's got Vash's revolvers from Trigun they're just ash canyon clay colored).

Ximena, "Inside of them are element gems which will allow your ammo to have more of a kick. The revolvers use your shadows as the ammo but they can take regular rounds too. Lastly this axe has a fine impact gem inside of it. Allowing you to condense pressure and fire it from the axes head. Also the axe has a few other features I'm sure you can figure out". Pascal nods and several guards come to escort him out. Taking all his stuff Pascal boards a plane and waits inside his coffin for when he lands in one of the zone near New Russia.

Jester; Hope you all like it we did try our best.

Smiles; Don't worry we did good.

Jester; Like, share, and comment if it's not too much. And we hope to hear you're love for Fallout 4 too.

Smiles; Peace off and WE'LL HUG YOU ALL LATER!