<span style="color: #00FF00">2281</span><br/><span style="color: #00FF00">Current Day</span><br/><br/><br/>Alexander Kane sat at the bar, drinking a little, having turned 21 a few weeks ago. He held a glass of whiskey and scotch on the rocks. Most people gave him an odd look when they heard him order, most preferring to mix it with Nuka-Cola.<span style="font-style: italic">Tonight. I finally got the password for that terminal. Three long years of waiting, playing buddy-buddy with the people that know how my mom died and haven't told me.</span>He checked his Pip-Boy, looking at the time.<span style="color: #00BF00">5:23am</span><span style="font-style: italic">Well, time to go.</span>he thought, leaving his drink after taking only a few sips. The halls were abandoned this early in the morning, and Alex had switched shifts with a different guard to patrol the hallways outside of the V-Sec. Instead, he went inside, and logged on to the terminal there. He got into the Directory without a problem, then breathed deeply, and accessed the Iliana Kane file.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF00">2260<br/>Iliana Kane was killed today by Raiders when her scouting party was ambushed a few miles from our Vault, Vault 132. Her husband, Lucas Kane, attempted to retrieve her body, but was forced to flee along with the rest of the expedition. It has been decided that sending a party to rescue her body has been deemed to dangerous, and will not be attempted. Now the hard part: We must not let her son, Alexander Kane, know the truth, in order to maintain the guise of isolation from the Capital Wasteland.</span><br/><br/>Alex finished reading, zoning out, not quite believing what he read.<span style="font-style: italic">Capital Wasteland... Raiders...</span>he thought, stunned. He carefully stood up, and walked to the Overseer's Office, not caring about how early it was. He opened the door, surprised to see Peter sitting at his desk, typing furiously. "Oh Alex!" he exclaimed, startled. Alex silently stared at his Overseer. "You knew. You knew my mother didn't die in an "accident". She was killed in a scouting detail outside of the Vault. You knew!" Alex yelled. Peter had a shocked look on his face, then spoke, "I-I was hoping it wasn't you accessing that file. Aren't you supposed to be off this morning?" "Don't change the subject,<span style="font-style: italic">Mr. Chambers</span>. She is my mother, I deserve answers." Alex said monotone. The Overseer stood and paced behind his desk, "Alex, Alexander, you have to understand. We have to keep our citizens protected from the Wasteland. You should know this best of all." he placed his hands on the desk, leaning forward. Alex was turing red from suppressed anger. "I think it's my right to know what happened to my mother you asshole! People need to know what is out there. It should be their decision to leave or stay. You can't force them to stay bottled up in here." Peter rubbed his temples in frustration, "No Alex. That's not what we're supposed to do. We have to protect out people until it's time. Now, I'm gonna need you to go back to your room." Two other Vault Guards entered behind Alex, each grabbing an arm. They turned and started to lead him away, but Alex twisted himself out of their grasp. "Stop him!" the Overseer shouted. Alex sprinted away, typing a note out on his Pip-Boy. He printed it, hiding it in his room as he passed, knowing Natalie would be able to find it.<span style="font-style: italic">I'm sorry Natalie...</span>he thought as tears started to cloud his vision. Shots rang out, clanging into the metal wall next to him. "Shit" he muttered under his breath, breathing heavily. He ran to the vault door, busting the pneumatic locking mechanism to the door. He rested for a second, then pulled the switch. Alarms rang out and the door screeched open with the grinding of metal on metal. He walked out of the Vault, into a short cave with a wooden door at the other end. He approached the wooden door and hesitated. Two more shots rang out as the guards breached the broken door, and Alex exited the cave. He heard the vault door screeching closed, the guards locking him out of his home forever.<br/><br/>Alex was blinded as the harsh morning sun assailed his retinas. He stepped carefully away from the wooden door, standing on an outcropping, overlooking a thin forest of brown, withered trees. He checked the map on his Pip-Boy, which showed the area, and a glowing green dot pulsed slowly, indicating his position.<span style="font-style: italic">It seems as though I'm in the northern, rocky hills.</span>He patted his 10mm pistol on his waist as he looked to the left seeing the big road in the sky, that he could see on his map.<span style="font-style: italic">Where the hell to now...</span><br/><br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Capital_Wasteland">The Capital Wasteland</a>