Summary: Having somehow lost memory at some unknown point. Naruto will start a long journey through this strange radioactive world full of strange and dangerous creatures, looking for answers about his current whereabouts. Where you will meet many good people who will help you and other bad people who will only be somewhat troublesome obstacles on your way to know who you are, but as you discover things about yourself various things will become a little easier for you. Although this undoubtedly caught the attention of very dangerous people around the entire Capital Wasteland and its surroundings, who will be watching closely from the shadows to their young prey ... patiently waiting for the right moment to act.

Disclaimer: I don't own the 'Fallout 3' game or 'Naruto' anime / manga, and all I own is this alternate / side story I wrote for fun.

Amnesia

Chapter 1: Looking for Answers and Unexpected Meeting

"Talking"

"Thinking"

"Rasengan" Attacks / Ability / Jutsu / Ki / Technique

Aliens / Clone / Enclave / Necrófagos / Robots Talking

Aliens / Clone / Enclave / Necrófagos / Robots Thinking

Reading / News / Intercoms

Author's Note: My English is not very good, but if you find any error of any kind in this chapter let me know in the comment box ^^.

[Fallout Universe]

War. War never changes.

Since the dawn of humanity, when our ancestors discovered that they could kill with rocks and bones, blood has been spilled in the name of God, of justice, or simply of psychotic rage.

The Romans waged war to gather slaves and wealth. Spain built an empire of its lust for gold and territory. Hitler made Germany an economic superpower. In the 21st century, war was still raging over the resources that could be acquired. Only this time, the spoils of war were also his weapons: oil and uranium. For these resources, China would invade Alaska, the United States would annex Canada, and the European Community would dissolve into disputes ... disputes between states and nations, in other words, Civil Wars between themselves, bent on controlling the last remaining resources on Earth.

Many horrors and crimes had occurred throughout history, but few coincided with the desperate and violent acts that nations would commit in the name of everything they could claim for themselves. Some optimistic souls thought that wars over these resources would be the turning point for humanity, the crucible that would forge a future of peace. After all, how could things get worse?

They were wrong.

The end of the world came almost as we had predicted: Too many humans, not enough space or resources for everyone. The details are trivial and useless, the reasons, as always, were purely human. In the year 2077, after millennia of armed conflict, the destructive nature of man could no longer be sustained. In just 2 hours, the Earth was almost clean of life ... Not only human, since that great cleaning affected all life on earth, an atomic spark struck by human hands that quickly spilled out of human control. Spears of nuclear power rained down from the skies and the world plunged into an abyss of fire and nuclear radioactivity. The continents were swallowed in flames and fell under the boiling oceans. Humanity was almost extinct, their spirits were part of the background radiation that covered the earth.

But it was not, as some had predicted, the end of the world. Instead, the apocalypse was simply the prologue to another bloody chapter in human history.

Because man had managed to destroy the world, but the war? War never changes.

The capital of the United States of America, Washington DC, was a brilliant example of society before the war. But in the early hours of the Great War, or the Third World War that that was its name actually, it boiled down to a radioactive hollow shell of its former self. The land was saturated by the rains of countless nuclear bombs, poisoning its land and waters. The monuments of the greatest and most inspiring moments in the history of the United States were lost or marked forever. The seat of the American government was almost completely annihilated, and for two centuries the ruins of DC were abandoned, whitewashed by the sun and covered in ashes.

For the people of what is now the Capital Wasteland, life is pure suffering. Raiders, mutants, and wild animals choose those who stray from the safe regions of the few civilizations that have risen from the ashes. Clean food and water are staples that people fight and die every day trying to find them all over the Capital Wasteland. A race of monstrous men, the super mutants, relentlessly feed on humans, capturing them and taking them to unknown places. Few are capable of fighting this great threat.

The Brotherhood of Steel, led by the sympathetic and noble Elder Owyn Lyons, has fought to protect the people of Wasteland Capital for over 20 years. These knights and paladins, clad in power armor, and wielding technologically advanced weapons, attack the super mutant threat from their command center: the Citadel, located within the ruins of the Pentagon.

But his efforts, while noble, have had little success. A part of his own class, dissatisfied with Elder Lyons' choices, parted ways with the Brotherhood, choosing instead to focus on the Brotherhood's original goals of being in the region: acquiring advanced technology before the war. These Outlaw soldiers, as the soldiers loyal to Lyons labeled them, have settled in Fort Independence. Fiercely searching for technology in the ruins of DC, ignoring nothing (and no one) as a waste of time.

The brutal super mutants, of unknown origin and number, have posed a constant threat to everyone in the Capital Wasteland. For years, they have been the nightmares of those who hunt, and have also invaded the ruins of DC. These large and unintelligent human Meta, accompanied by their mutated abominations, have waged an endless war for control over the Capital Wasteland. They have not been successful ... yet.

The Wasteland Capital, like so many other places, is home to endless conflict. And yet, underneath its inert and bloody soil, a different story is told. In the early days, thousands of people managed to save themselves from the horrors of the holocaust by taking refuge in huge underground Bunkers known as shelters. But when the shelter dwellers surfaced, the only thing they found was Hell of the Wasteland. Its inhabitants settled through the ruins of the old world to build new societies, establish new villages, and form new tribes.

All, except for the inhabitants of refuge 101, hidden in the center of the Waste Capital. Because on that fateful day, when the fire rained down from the sky, the huge steel door of shelter 101 closed and nobody opened it again.

Throughout its steel corridors, its Supervisor's propaganda can be seen and heard at all controls. It was here where you were born and here you will die.

Because nobody will ever enter refuge 101 ... and neither will they leave.

A 17-year-old (currently unknown) began to move slowly in the lying position he found (Very uncomfortable in his opinion), but strangely he could not move his body freely so with a grimace of annoyance he opened his eyes to little and finally he could see that above him was a large wooden wardrobe crushing his body completely.

"For Kami-sama ..." The teenager grunted with a grimace, as that intense pain throughout his body made him clench his teeth with annoyance ... although suddenly a thought crossed his mind, which scared him too much and that made him temporarily forget that pain.

He had no idea where he was, besides what was his name ...? Or do you even have one? What was this place? Where was your family ...? If he had, of course. All those unanswered questions produced a stitch of pain in his brain, so he decided to put them aside for his sake and focus his mind on removing the obstacle that is above him. Putting his two hands that were free by luck, on the edge of the wardrobe making a little force to get it out of the way, so that he then threw it aside allowing him to breathe easily.

"That was very easy." The teenager said with a slight smile, but almost instantly erased it from his lips. "Wait ... Since when can I lift a closet of this size with only my bare hands? ..." The boy asked no one in particular, staring at his gloved hands that are with holes and something burned for an obviously unknown cause. for his memory loss ... although suddenly the boy felt a tremendous desire to see himself in a mirror and check how he is physically to see if he remembered something that would help him recover his memories.

Searching for this object, he found it on a semi-destroyed wall and well the mirror is not that it was in 'good condition' but something is something. And this is because the oversized mirror was broken into several parts, plus time had done its job of slowly eating it up, turning it into some parts sand.

Standing in front of said mirror, I observe that in the reflection of the worn glass a young man with a semi-tanned complexion and tall stature (1.85m) had stopped. He has very wild or wild spiky black hair with a strange gray shine on it and two strands framing his forehead, his eyes are quite striking black. But there was something that characterized him as unique in him, and that is, his three whisker marks that has both cheeks giving him a wild look with them. His clothing consists only of a heavily battered black combat Gi that was about to fall off at any moment to be left in his boxer shorts, and his torso was fully exposed leaving his well-defined and well-defined physique in plain sight. Finally he wears a pair of gloves and black boots just as damaged as his Gi. What was the reason why he was like this? Maybe a fight? I didn't know exactly until I remembered something.

"Is that me? ...", the black-haired self-evaluated his entire body with a curious look. "I'm definitely very handsome, but I'm filthy." The dark-eyed man muttered at the end of his words with a slightly annoyed grimace.

Although suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by a shot that shattered the mirror where he was observing himself, followed by a voice unknown to him that caused the hairs on the back of his neck to stand on instinct as a sign of danger.

"Mmmmm, fresh meat." The female voice said with an amused tone, so that it would then give a dramatic blow to the barrel of his hunting rifle, removing the smoke that came out of it.

Naruto turned around slowly with an expression between amazement and a touch of fear, but decided to remain silent, trying to stay calm when he saw the woman with a psycho smile on his lips. The woman didn't say anything just taking a full look at the boy's semi-naked body, her eyes fell on the muscular and defined torso of the black-haired ... and she unconsciously licked her lips in a somewhat primitive way, the reason? Simple liked what his eyes were looking at.

"You know, boy? I think you had bad luck today and of course I won the lottery." The looter commented with a wide smile, so that she then pointed her rifle at the young black-eyed man. "Now take off those pants." She ordered with the same smile on her lips as she wanted to see the package that Naruto has between her legs.

The black-haired man, without saying anything about it, had no choice but to do as he was told, so he began to slowly lower his pants until he was in a boxer, under the watchful eye of the woman who was beginning to become sexually aroused and who only with the look was raping the poor boy who obviously started to feel uncomfortable.

"Okay, now follow that." The looter said in a hoarse tone, while with her rifle pointed at the boy's missing garment to be completely naked.

While this was going on, Naruto began to devise a plan as quickly as possible to escape from this crazy assault cribs and almost instantly as if a light bulb was on he came up with a great idea that would get him out of this big and uncomfortable problem.

"I think that will be another time, woman." The dark-eyed man commented with a small smile on his lips, strangely those somewhat arrogant words that he used became familiar to him ... but he didn't know where. She was about to force him with her rifle and if he ignored her he would shoot him without thinking directly in the balls for disobedience, surely he would be killed by that type of injury, but he didn't care if he could get someone else out there. "THINK FAST!" The raven warned loudly, throwing the bottom of his combat Gi at the woman who was shocked by the action, and instinctively dropped his rifle to grab the boy's clothing.

After that little distraction, it was the perfect opportunity for Naruto to escape from that crazy woman, so without hesitation he threw himself through a semi-broken window smashing it in the process and began to run like a soul that the devil carries, without looking back at no time would anyone who had seen him think he was some kind of madman or worse. While the looter out of her surprise clenched her teeth in utter fury at being so easily fooled by a brat that was re good in her opinion.

"You can run, boy! But you can't hide from me!" The woman said out loud, so she grabbed her hunting rifle off the ground. "LATER OR EARLY I WILL FIND YOU AND MAKE YOU MINE, IT IS A PROMISE!" The looter screamed as loud as she could for that brat to have heard, as she pulled the trigger on her gun pointed skyward.

{¡BANG!}

The shot was obviously heard by Naruto, who with a scared expression threw himself into a post one meter or so deep, which had apparently been caused by a bomb in the past.

A young woman of 19 years of white complexion. Medium short black hair, reaching to her neck and black / dark eyes. Her clothing consists of a Refuge Jumpsuit in the standard color (Blue with yellow details), which has the number 101 on the back. No other than the Lonely Globetrotter, her real name being Ashley, who had just come out of shelter 101 in search of her father and that he give him answers.

When the young woman opened the wooden door to go outside, suddenly the intense sunlight blinded her temporarily, so she instinctively protected her eyes with the back of her left hand for a long time until she got used to it.

No doubt, once she focused her gaze on the horizon, she was captivated 'so to speak' with the landscape completely destroyed and mostly dead, currently known to the few civilized inhabitants who live in the how "Capital Wasteland".

Although she was suddenly brought out of her thoughts by her Pip-Boy 3000, she started making a special sound, which meant that the device had picked up various radio signals. Glancing at the screen, he saw a frequency that caught his attention, so he selected it and almost instantly began to listen to the ancient anthem of the nation now completely destroyed. On another frequency, when I heard the tsar, I only heard static, so curious saw the name, keeping her eyes open as it was a call for help from a UFO ... but she decided to put it aside, for now. There were also other distress signals, but they were too far from her position and she was obviously alone, so I immediately rule out going to help those people.

After that, Ashley turned her gaze from her Pip-Boy to a road in front of her that apparently ended on an old worn and obviously old road with signs of struggles through time.

After mentally debating for a few seconds, which were endless for her, she decided to go down the road with her 10mm pistol (which was given by her best friend, Amata) in both hands and with a determined look she looked everywhere ... but in the Deep in her soul she was very frightened by the unknown dangers of this new world to her.

Once he was on the road destroyed by time, he looked both ways looking for signs of a thinking living being or even a radioactive wild animal as in the comics he read as a child, but unfortunately he did not find anything or so he believed because out of nowhere someone touched her right shoulder making her jump out of her fright and instinctively poised toward the stranger and pulled the trigger on her pistol.

{¡BANG!}

The shot should have been heard in a range of at least 2km, it is most likely that in Megatón it was heard, but since the population was used to these things, they did not give it any importance.

"Ouch ... that hurt a little." The unknown voice said in a slightly sore tone.

Ashley froze to see that the shot did not even scratch the unknown man ... although she was suddenly shocked when she finally saw the guy in front of her.

"G-Grognak?" The dark-haired woman asked with a slight stutter in her voice, so that she immediately closed her eyes and opened them quickly, since it could be a kind of illusion ... but no, he was still standing in front of her.

Naruto upon hearing that strange name looked behind him and to the sides in case there was someone else, but no, there was no one else besides him and the girl of course ... After that he turned his head to start staring at the black-eyed with a frown.

"... Who?" The black-haired man said in a confused tone, ignoring that the young woman looked him up and down with wide eyes.

"Your!" Ashley answered out loud, pointing somewhat impolitely at the boy because he still couldn't believe that his favorite comic book hero was REAL and was only a step away from her, ignoring that his supposed comic book hero was debating that Name.

"Me? Is that my name?", The black-eyed man asked a curious question, so that he immediately tried to remember if that name became familiar to him. "Grog ... nak? Is that really my name?" Naruto thought to himself with a confused expression, but he suddenly winced in clear pain when the stitch from before to his brain returned again worse than before.

The inhabitant of refuge 101 upon seeing this became very alarmed, so she knelt down near her favorite barbarian.

"Hey, are you alright, Grognak !?" the dark-haired woman said with a clear expression worried about her comic hero. The black-eyed young man tensed as the girl put her hands on his shoulders. "Easy, I'm a doctor, I won't hurt you." Ashley commented with a soft tone when she saw that her hero had become uncomfortable with her unexpected touch on his part, although she also blushed slightly because she had rested her hands on her shoulders. . "Let me check you out, please." The dark-haired woman asked in the same tone of voice.

Naruto did not know how or because the voice of the black-haired girl calmed him, so he allowed himself to check it, he removed his hands from the head so that she could calmly check it. She in response smiled sweetly when she saw how 'Grognak' allowed her to check it without any resistance ... although suddenly that smile was erased from her lips when she discovered dried blood in a special part of her hero's head and she knew that it was very, very serious.

"Oh no ...", the dark-haired woman murmured with an expression of horror. Naruto hearing the doctor's scared voice also made him more nervous than before, since there was certainly something wrong with his head and she had undoubtedly discovered it. "... Apparently you have suffered a strong blow to the pre-frontal cortex.", Ashley revealed with a worried tone, since she knew what that meant and of course it was not a good thing. While on the part of the young man with the hair he only made a confused expression because he had no idea what that was, and the girl did notice this because of his silence. "It is where the memory of a person is found and if someone suffers a strong blow in that place, like you for example ... the subject will suffer amnesia." The dark-eyed woman explained with a sympathetic tone, since suffering something like that is too sad and I would not wish it on Butch even though this was his enemy since they were both children.

"And is it permanent or temporary?" Naruto asked with a slight stutter in his voice, because he was very scared that he would never know who he really was.

"Well, right now I wouldn't know what to tell you because without a suitable place and my necessary materials, but personally I would tell you that only time will tell." Ashley replied in the same tone of voice as before, feeling a lot of pity and frustration at not being able to help her 'hero' with something efficient.

"Damn it ..." The dark-haired man whispered sadly and very frustrated, while at the same time clenching his gloved right fist tightly. Although he was suddenly surprised by the young doctor's words and his unexpected action of slowly raising her head so that they both looked each other in the eye.

"Don't worry, I help people and I won't let someone hurt go around ...", the black-haired woman promised with a sweet smile, although she also blushed at having him so close. "Less if it's Grognak the Barb-"

But suddenly the dark-eyed girl was speechless when she looked at the face of her supposed comic hero and that was because she saw the three whisker marks that the latter has on both cheeks.

"Something happens?" Naruto asked this time confused and curious about why the girl had suddenly stopped talking.

She took a while to answer because apparently she had been hypnotized with those strange marks that made the boy look wild and attractive.

"I just realized that you're not a Grognak." Ashley replied somewhat disappointed, as it would have been fantastic and unique in life for her barbarian hero to be real.

"Oh ..." was the only thing the black-haired man also said just as disappointed because he thought that was his name ... but on the other hand was he relieved?

"But since you don't remember anything, including your name. I'll give you a temporary name ...", the dark-haired woman paused, as she was thinking of a suitable name for her patient suffering from amnesia. "GROG! If it suits you." The black-haired woman exclaimed aloud with a big smile on her lips, while her eyes sparkled with joy.

After that they both decided to get up from their position, since they were doing something uncomfortable.

"It's okay." Naruto or 'Grog' accepted his new name with some degree of nonchalance.

Although suddenly the inhabitant of refuge 101 realized something very important that she had not said to the black-haired man and that was his NAME! She was very embarrassed by that huge detail.

"Oh my god!" The dark-eyed woman exclaimed dramatically, startling the poor boy who was distracted. "I almost forgot my name is Ashley." The black-haired woman introduced herself with a somewhat embarrassed smile, so that she immediately extended her arm to the black-eyed man.

"Nice to meet you, Ashley." The raven replied with a small smile. "My name is 'Grog'." The black-eyed man introduced himself in a friendly tone, so that he would shake the girl's hand.

They both stared at each other still with happy expressions, but suddenly a very cold wind breeze made Naruto or 'Grog' have a shiver of cold. Ashley realized this, so confused I observe well that the body of the black-haired man was absent of clothes ... well except for the boxer that covered his nudity and boots along with a pair of very damaged gloves, this left the den of shelter 101 with a massive blush on her cheeks.

She had to get out of her lustful thoughts though, because Naruto or 'Grog' would think she was a pervert. So with a quick movement, he searched his Pip-Boy 3000 to see if he had a spare piece of clothing that he could give him, until he suddenly found something that could serve his possible traveling companion. The dark-eyed man observed slightly curious the green thing that the young woman has in her left arm, since she had never seen anything like that in her life or maybe she had, but she did not remember him because of her amnesia.

"Butch's jacket!", The dark-haired woman thought with a small smile when she saw said article of clothing under a jumpsuit from refuge 101 along with a pair of new boots, which obviously would also serve to dress the young man with black hair. "Now put this on ...", the black-haired woman said with a slight stutter at the beginning of her words, still with a slight blush on her cheeks, so that in her hands the previously mentioned garments would appear in a green glow.

"Thanks Ashley-chan!" 'Grog' thanked with a small smile on his lips, while at the same time grabbing a pretty cool jacket from the young doctor's hands along with a blue jumpsuit with the number 101 on the back and a pair of black boots ... it was not the best clothes, but for now it is enough and I was very grateful to the black-haired woman.

Naruto or 'Grog' did not care much where he was, since he was changing in front of a woman, in addition, that around him there were endless dangerous things that were lurking to attack the black-haired couple waiting for the right moment.

Ashley watched between uncomfortable and very flushed as the young man of his age changed as if he were in a common and ordinary place, oblivious to everything that happened around him. But he admitted that the boy is very attractive in every way, in addition to remembering in all these years that he lived in shelter 101, he had never seen a man with such marked muscles ... not even Butch, and that the latter had his own.

When the black-eyed boy finished changing he looked himself up and down checking his new outfit, he certainly felt strange and also a little tight, but at least he was dressed as a civilized person and also he didn't feel that annoying wind from a moment ago behind. Although the hairs on the back of Naruto's neck suddenly stood on end, a sign that something dangerous was approaching them and it was undoubtedly very large because he felt the floor rumble with his footsteps on the ruined asphalt over time.

The inhabitant of refuge 101 and her traveling companion watched in horror as on top of some large rocks, a species of super developed light brown chameleon of approximately three meters in height with an impressive thirst for blood appeared, which was noticeable just by seeing it.

"Oh no ..." The dark-haired woman mumbled in shock when she saw that horrible and terrifying creature come out of hell itself.

"What the hell is that thing?" Naruto or 'Grog' asked quietly with his gaze fixed on that strange being.

"I-I don't know ... I've never seen anything like that in my life ..." The black-eyed woman answered with a small stutter in her words, while unconsciously grabbing the black-haired man's left arm for safety.

They both prayed to God / Kami-sama that the creature would not look down on them, as they did not have in mind to be the lunch of that thing ... although as if fate punched them in the pit of the stomach the Bloodthirsty suddenly looked at the young couple, both gulped when the creature stared at them.

"GROARRRRR!" The huge reptile mutated by genetics and radiation roared loudly towards their next dinner.

Ashley instinctively jumped in fear into the arms of Naruto or 'Grog', and the latter held her bridal style very close to his torso so that he then turned around to start as a soul that chases the devil in the direction of a small settlement of junk he had seen, while escaping from the rapist Raider ... unknowingly they would both end up in Megaton where they would find more problems than solutions.

End Of First Chapter

I hope you liked the first chapter of this new story of mine, and that you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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Well that would be it until the next chapter.

¡Ja ne!

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