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Summary: I went to bed and woke up in a new body in a lab. Fucking Vault-Tec!

When I woke up it was in some kind of futuristic lab by the looks of it and my head was killing me. Three scientists lay dead on the floor while another laid unconscious against the wall. I knew he wasn't dead since I could hear him still breathing. Since when had I been able to hear someone breathing from across the room? One of the dead scientists had a scalpel in his throat, one's head was partially caved in and the third, and only woman had clearly been shot several times.

There I am standing naked surrounded by dead people. I admit it I gagged. I had never been near someone who had been killed. The ill feeling only increased when I felt warmth on my foot and saw I was standing in a growing puddle of blood. Motion in the corner brought me to a stop. Looking at my arms I started freaking out. They were covered in what looked like old scar tissue. Spotting a nearby mirror I hurried over as quick as could being careful not to slip in the blood.

"Motherfucker!" I screamed as I looked at myself in a mirror. I looked like a larger, more muscular Ryan Reynold's Deadpool without his costume. Well except I still had hair. Hell even my voice had changed. "What did you assholes do to me?"

A groan brought my attention to the last scientist. Rage flared in my heart and I was on him like a fly on shit, wrapping my hand around his throat. I roared in anger as I lifted him and slammed him into wall.

"What did you do to me?" I demanded, my voice coming out as a deep growl.

"P-Please you're c-choking me." The scientist gasped.

I narrowed my eyes at him but released his throat. I kept a hold of the collar of his coat, let's not get stupid. In the back of my mind I found it strange how light he was as I was holding him off the ground with one hand. I was also wondering where all the rage I was feeling was coming from. It usually a pretty laid back guy and it takes quite a bit to anger me.

"Start talking or I'm going to start cutting off some fingers and toes." I threatened him, pulling his closer to glare at him darkly. "Do – not – test – me."

Fucking Vault-Tec! According to the scientist I had been strangling, Miles Tipton, I had appeared in their underground lab in a flash of light. Since no one was around to care the scientists had taken me in and decided to experiment on me. How's that for personal freedoms America? Assholes.

I know it should be obvious to anybody but it must be stated: these guys are fucking nutso. Just about any fan of Fallout has come to suspect of Vault-Tec of being crazy amoral assholes. Well I can confirm that it's true in real life. They had "created" this new me to be a soldier/assassin with them in control of me. To that end they had turned "me" into a ghoul while also dosing me with a strain of the FEV virus. After they had spent a bunch of time on experimenting on some other poor bastards. It wasn't like anyone was going to miss me or anything...

It had taken many tests and all the others had been killed and disposed of. I was their greatest success, their magnum opus. I had turned into some kind of Ghoul/Super Mutant Hybrid. How that fucking worked I don't know. How the hell does anything in Fallout work? Magic pretty fucking much; well magic and bullshit. I had interrogated the scientist Tipton pretty thoroughly before stuffing him in a cryotube until I figured out what to do with him. I knew I didn't want him around me or loose in the facility. I had stripped him of his Pip-Boy and those of the other scientists before I had logged into their terminals to verify the information Tipton had given me.

Apparently the reason I have a raging fucking headache is because while they kept me unconscious, the scientists had uploaded a bunch of fucking knowledge into my brain. First they started with languages since they didn't know how many had survived the nuclear blasts. I now know how to speak, read and write in thirty god damned languages. I even knew native slang and idioms too. Meaning I could speak and pretty much sound like a native aside from my accent maybe.

Next came the combat knowledge which, even with the migraine I can admit that it would at least be useful as I had pretty no combat experience what so ever. Before I been experimented on I was an average American man in the late two thousands who hadn't been in a fight since high school. With the combat knowledge they had also included memories from actual soldiers and fighters basically giving me muscle memory and familiarity with fighting. I, of course, now had knowledge/training of/in CQC, Firearms, Ballistics, Weapons Maintenance and Vehicle Maintenance. Also included in the package was knowledge and experience in Tactics, Evasion, Meditation, Interrogation Techniques, Psychology, Sociology, Field Medicine, Anatomy, Surgery, Trap-Making and All-Terrain survival.

I now had knowledge of Computer Programming and Hacking, Engineering, Architecture, Physics, Mathematics, History, Chemistry, Biology, Geography, Cartography, Geology and Farming. There was also some really weird and esoteric knowledge in my noggin for some reason like Acting, Tailoring, Slight of Hand, Stage Magic, Ethics, Philosophy and Distilling. The last bit of knowledge was for some fucking reason the knowledge of a fully updated and heavily modified Kama Sutra. That had been uploaded by the only female scientist. Was she trying to fuck with me or did she have some plans I didn't want to know about? Did she have some kind of ghoul/super mutant fetish? No bad brain, don't go down that way. Best to go and grab the brain bleach. She might have been fairly attractive when she was alive but any sane man knew you didn't stick your dick in crazy.

With how much knowledge they had shoved in my head I was surprised I didn't turn insane. Hell I might have just a little bit. In fact I think the only reason I hadn't fully cracked was because of my new healing factor and being unconscious. Hell if I had taken over someone's body instead of this being my original the poor bastard who previously owned this body just might have gone insane. From what I saw I either killed the other scientists when I was in some kind of fugue state or the previous owner of this body had done so.

I am glad that I woke up before they put any behavior modification and control implants in my body. If I hadn't I likely would have woken up as their puppet. I had actually woken up because of the action of one scientist. Dr. Catherine Borville, the dead female scientist in the lab. Apparently she had grown something of a conscience and had wanted to wake me up before they could put implants in me. She had been caught and killed but she had already started awakening me and they hadn't been able to safely put me back under.

What were my thoughts on this? Thanks but a little too late? She apparently had no problem or just hadn't been willing to speak up when they experimented on the other poor bastards. I wasn't sure why I was so special. I mean, I'm glad but still.

I had done some fiddling with the Pip-Boys I had taken. I had four from the scientists and there were several others stored inside the base just in case theirs somehow miraculously broke. Pip-Boys are really fucking hard to damage and were capable of running for centuries, something that surprised me with how long hard drives usually lasted in my world. Just by looking at them I could tell these Pip-Boys were more advanced the Pip-Boys you get in the games. They are also in pristine condition. The one I am wearing is black in color. I can also tell you that yes they insert some kind of monitoring devices into your body. That shit had hurt when it happened.

It was a pleasant surprise to discover that the Pip-Boys were pretty much fucking magic too. They stored items inside them as data. The Pip-Boys I had found could hold up to a 1,000 items with similar items being able to stacked on top of one another. As usual how that worked I didn't know. What did it matter if the items were similar? The data was saved onto hard cartridges that could be safely swapped out so you could put in a fresh one when the one you were using got full so you didn't have to empty out the one you were using. These new Pip-Boys could also transfer items between them which was some real bullshit.

I had already fiddled with the Pip-Boy I had chosen and changed some settings. The first thing I changed was the screen color. I switched it to a black and white screen. That green hurt my eyes after awhile. I had made sure I changed the bunkers security settings making me the Administrator of this facility with top level clearance and security level. When I was checking out the new features in the Pip-Boy I had discovered that I could make more tabs than what a normal Pip-Boy had which made me happy. I am a bastard who loves to micromanage my storage.

Further investigating revealed that anything stored inside was kept preserved. Inorganic objects were cleaned and repaired automatically using junk data. It could also, somehow, resize things to fit the wearer if they desired. I had taken advantage of that real quick and put on some clean clothes. I'm not exactly body shy but a nudist I am not. I like some kind of barrier between my dangly bits and anything else.

Whilst cleaning up I learned that Pip-Boys can recycle anything and I do mean anything. As I discovered when I had stored the bodies of the scientists inside mine. It had given me the option of storing them or scrapping them. Scrapping the scientists provided Fertilizer, Bone Meal, Meat and Leather. I admit I had been a bit freaked out but I scrapped them all anyway except Catherine. I had no desire to clutter up my Pip-Boy with the other's bodies and they had been experimenting on me. They had pretty much been amoral assholes anyways. I can be a bit of a hypocrite but at least I will admit to it.

I had been living in this bunker lab for three weeks and had thoroughly explored it. I was lucky as there was plentiful food and water inside. Even if I didn't strictly need it now I still liked eating and drinking. Besides with the weird replicator thing that produced endless food and drinks from energy I didn't really need to worry about running out. I had made by far my greatest finds in the second week I had been exploring through this facility.

Each of the scientists had their own room with an attached bathroom and there was a large entertainment room filled with movies, television shows and music. Next to it was a game room with a pool table, Foosball table, a card table and darts. Of course their were the labs, a fully stocked infirmary, gym and cells to hold prisoners. I also found a Hydroponics lab that provided fresh fruit and vegetables and fresh oxygen. The room was quite large and was covered in green grass with flowers, several ponds and corpses of trees. It was actually quite nice. There were also nearly half a dozen large storage rooms with preserved food, drinks and artifacts from before the Great War.

One of the greatest devices I had discovered was a device that worked quite like the Transportalponder you used in New Vegas to get to Big MT. It was of course programmed to the outside of the bunker and a part of the inside but I could program it to be able to teleport to other locations by recording and inputting the coordinates. This would save me a lot of time walking places and let me return to this super secret hidden base which was hidden underground in the middle of basically nowhere.

I had visited to the armory and discovered gear the scientists had either requisitioned or built for me. Body armor including a helmet with a steel mask in the shape of a blank face. According to the scientists' records it had built in Thermal, Infrared and Nightvision and would protect my eyes from bright lights. It had a built in zoom feature so I could see long distances as well. It had a built in respirator that filtered the air I breathed in for poison and contaminates and it would allow me to breath underwater if I ever needed to. It had built in hearing protection, a HUD and wireless communications equipment.

My armor was bulletproof, knife proof and highly resistant to energy weapons and the elements all the while being pretty light weight. What was really fucking nice was the built in heating and cooling that would keep me as comfortable as I desired while not showing up in infrared scanners. With stolen Chinese tech they had reverse engineered they were even able to integrate a stealth system that wouldn't fuck with my head into my armor. Sure I could only use it for so long but it was a hell of lot better than what anyone else had. The helmet even connected wirelessly to my Pip-Boy allowing to control it and listen to music through built-in speakers.

The coat I had chosen for myself, a brown leather duster coat of course, was knife proof, fireproof and waterproof. It also had the same heating and cooling option my armor had. It was also full of pockets, some visible and others hidden. The best feature of the coat was it could change color and appearance to fit my desires or to blend in.

One thing I found weird was that even though this body wasn't mine it felt like it was. There was no displaced feeling, no body dysmorphia. I had taken some time to check out my new body and I think I could pass as a burn victim. Hell like I said I looked like Deadpool post-transformation only with a full head of hair. For some strange reason I don't have hair anywhere else which was kind of nice. I wouldn't miss the back hair or the hair on my ass or balls. I also don't have the gravely, scratchy voice ghouls have. My voice had changed some, becoming slightly deeper and raspier but that might help sell the burn victim story, slightly damaged vocal cords. I wasn't missing any body parts and everything still functioned just fine. Thank God or any deity who was listening. If they were even listening since this is the Fallout-Verse. Best thank them just in case.

Through testing they had discovered that like a normal ghoul radiation was now actually beneficial to me. It would boost my already considerable healing factor. The FEV had given me enhanced strength, speed, endurance and durability. Because of it I had grown six inches taller and put on sixty pounds of muscle. I had unthawed Tipton to run tests with me, promising to kill him if he tried to mess with me. I discovered that I could lift over two tons now and run at a constant speed of seventy-five miles per hour for over an hour without tiring.

I had decided that I was going outside for the first time today. I was all dressed and had my load-out equipped. I carried two Smith & Wesson Hammerhead 12.7mm pistols in holsters on my hip. Originally based off the Swiss SIG-Sauer 14mm handguns that were re-chambered for the 12.7mm ammunition. Mind had been modified to hold an extended clips letting it hold twelve bullets instead of seven like the base model before needing to be reloaded. The barrels had also been specially modified to increase range and accuracy.

Strapped in shoulder holsters on either side of my chest were two fully modified 10mm pistols. They both had silencers, a laser sight for accuracy, and extended clips so they could hold sixteen rounds instead of the standard 12. Strapped to my back was a modified Hunting Rifle. Custom action, extended clip, a powerful scope and flashlight attached along with a sturdy strap.

Stored in my Pip-Boy was a laser rifle, laser pistol, baseball bat and and a grenade rifle. I had packed a couple thousand round for all my weapons into my Pip-Boy along with a variety of grenades. I also had five grenades hidden in a pouch on my back. While practicing my shooting in the firing range I had discovered a very useful trick. When my gun ran out of ammo I could unequip it, storing it in my Pip-Boy and reequip it fully loaded. This would definitely save me time on having to manually reload. This could possibly mean the difference between life and death for myself or others in the future. Any grenades I equipped also appeared in whichever of my hands that was free.

I gazed around at the world. I was glad that it wasn't a blasted scrubby ruin. Sure there were plenty of ruins around but nature had reclaimed a lot of the world. Healthy green grass, bushes and actual flowers were growing around me and trees had made a big comeback. I could hear wild animals around me along with insects and honest to god birds. I could hear them making calls and actually saw one flying around.