Ruined Future by Calvado


Prologue

It didn’t take a scientist to figure out that Klamath was in trouble. Crops were dying, Brahmin were sick, and children were starving. Even the once proud Gecko trappers made little money these days. However, it was quite obvious that these days, many towns didn’t survive. Because, after all, this land was caught in a time of post-apocalyptic terror, an Era of unprecedented depression, a standstill, the likes of which we had never been seen before.

The end of the world occurred pretty much as we had predicted. Too many humans, not enough space or resources to go around, and so… we turned to war. The details are trivial and pointless, the reasons, as usual, purely human. The earth was nearly wiped clean of life. A great cleansing, an atomic spark struck by human hands, quickly raged out of control. Spears of nuclear fire rained from the skies. Continents were swallowed in flames, and fell beneath the boiling oceans. Humanity was almost extinguished, their spirits becoming a part of the background radiation that blanketed the earth, for centuries to come. 

But now, centuries after the war, centuries after mankind’s destruction by its own hand, humans clung to the thresholds of life, dragging their feet across the ashen land in search of peace. Peace that would never come. The town of Klamath lay in what was once southern Oregon; it was the remains of Klamath Falls. Its population went to zero the day the earth died, but soon rose back up steadily, as humans crawled out of their holes and laid eyes upon the destruction. 

They found a fairly fertile land (compared to the rest of America, at least) where strange, bipedal Geckos roamed, their only food source, radiated though it may be. But years passed, and even after the end of the sadistic Enclave by the hands of The Chosen One, Klamath began to fall apart. But the Enclave, a once powerful and highly technological group of super soldiers, was not so dead. No, in fact, it thrived. Those who survived the destruction of their Communications Base, Navarro, and the bombing of their main headquarters, began to scavenge for parts. The Enclave returned, though not in full force. Small recon groups scouted the land, and learned that a city was being created using a G.E.C.K., or Garden of Eden Creation Kit. That would be second on their list. First up, would be Klamath, the closest settlement to their base of New Navarro. 

One day, a weary and starving citizen of Klamath, saw a group of Enclave soldiers approaching. They wore nuclear powered suits of armor, known as Power Armor, and they wielded salvaged Plasma and Gaussian weapons. Their intimidating presence sent the man running for help, but a 2mm EC round popped open his shoulder, and dropped him for good. As they passed, a man wearing an extremely large suit of armor, with the American flag emblazoned on his breast, blasted apart the dying man’s head with a Plasma pistol. Just for good measure. They continued on, not stopping to watch as the man’s skull melted away, and decomposed beneath the burned soil. Klamath Falls. How ironic. It seemed it would fall tonight.