บท 9: New-born Hacker...
Afton had just trying to sneak out of the room he and some of the other children were being kept for a while now, but saw no chance to leave... Until now, usually, there'd be someone watching over them but they'd been pulled away for some reason... He didn't wait and took the opportunity, slowly pushing the door open to look through the slit for anyone nearby...
The loud steps of Power armour alerted him to their presence, and so he waited for the group of four to pass, slipping out after any trace of them was gone.
He was dressed in some makeshift baby clothes that his mother and her friends and made, on his feet he donned some sandals that'd been made from rubber they'd cut from tires. He vaguely knew the layout as his mother would carry him around the facility to eat, change, and other necessities.
The tunnels themselves looked pretty primitive, being reinforced by metal scrap to prevent the roof from caving in due to their tunnelling. There wasn't any local energy source nearby so Afton assumed they set up some sort of generator nearby, judging by how much the scribes had been carrying on their backs, they probably a few options of powering the place.
Still, the power source probably wasn't that powerful as they used dim lights in the hallways. There were a few things Afton could do now that he had the chance, but he primarily just wanted to get some more information on his situation, and that of this chapter of the Brotherhood of Steel.
There were three places that had Terminals, one was the workshop which was where most of the scribes were located, those Terminals would be chock full of everything and anything he could need, the only problem being is that they'd probably be password protected and constantly monitored.
Another place was the security terminal that kept track of the automated defence systems they'd set up. They consisted of various turrets that'd constantly monitor the situation and annihilate any unregistered personnel. Obviously, Afton and the rest of the children had been put into the system, the mothers of the children had objected to the turrets presence around their children due to the fear of them being reduced to red mist should they somehow wander out of their designated room.
This forced them to put all of the children into the system, however, due to their rapidly growing bodies, they needed to be re-entered into the system semi-regularly to make sure they'd be identifiable.
The security terminal would hold what Afton wanted to know, but of course, one couldn't just gain access to that without a great degree of trouble. As such, the last place he knew of that contained a terminal was his father's office.
From what he understood, his father was a Paladin and was pretty prominent in the chapter. Well respected and liked amoung everyone, and always willing to help should they need it. Afton himself liked the man, usually he didn't like those social extroverted kinds of people, but he was smart, and always had a positive outlook... Even if it was "Slightly" fanatical about the Brotherhood.
His room was placed relatively close to the nursery so he didn't have all that much trouble getting there, it took all his strength to open the makeshift door but he finally made his way inside... His eyes were immediately drawn towards the set of Power armour lying atop a steel table, parts of it in the middle of repair it seemed.
On the opposite side of the room was a desk that had his goal atop it, the terminal. He made his way towards it and slowly clambered up the swivel chair that was next to it. Almost falling off as he jumped onto the top of the desk.
Look down from his position he realised that he could have very well been injured if he fell from such a height... Luckily the swivel chair hadn't strayed too far, he'd probably be able to get down with some effort.
He likely had all day before his father returned as of last he heard the man was on patrol, though, his caretaker would likely return to the nursery sometime soon. He examined the terminal for a while before finally discovering the on button, it whirred to life as he pressed it, the black background and neon green text appearing on the monitor...
[Enter Password] :
...
Shit. Why is this password locked? Was he mistaken? Maybe his father hadn't set up the password as they'd just settled in?... Regardless, he was now stuck unless he could get the password somehow.
He walked a circle around the terminal to check if he father was one of those people who wrote their passwords on paper in-case they forgot it... No dice.
The password would probably be something personal right?... Maybe something to do with Afton, the man was awful proud of him after all...
[Enter Password] : Afton
[Denied] : 1/3
1/3? That probably means he has two more tries before the terminal locks and logs the occurrence... That'd probably be bad.
He wrung his mind of possible passwords, eventually picking out something rather significant in his life as well as his fathers... His first words.
[Enter Password] : Dad Away
[Correct]
Nice! He mentally cheered, even if he was slightly annoyed at his father for making such an even so significant... The man had kept rubble his stubble on Afton's face and he couldn't take it anymore, telling the man to go away.
Regardless, he now had access to the terminal, lines of text slowly appeared and Afton quickly skimmed through them all. There were patrol reports, received orders, his journal, and other miscellaneous information...
Afton selected the patrol reports and quickly read through one, finding that it was literally just information about the land around them, creatures, plants, potential water sources, buildings, defensible positions and signs of locals. While he could probably glean some information from them, it'd take far too long to do.
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บท 10: The Smol Spy
Backing out of the patrol logs, he selected his father's journal, scrolling up to the first entry of the terminal and selecting it... One thing was for certain, he father was no poet, it was basic and got to the point which was helpful for Afton.
Apparently, they were currently in the Mojave desert, travelling from California under the orders of the High Elder. The purpose of this? To secure technology and territory before the New California Republic could.
Afton wasn't familiar with them as he didn't remember them being mentioned in Fallout 3, regardless of how they functioned and what they stood for, they were now his enemy simply due to their conflict with the Brotherhood.
His father hadn't written down everything, but he'd mentioned some "traitorous heretics" that'd been sent to the Capital Wasteland, Afton himself didn't know much about America as the British rarely concerned themselves with it.
Apparently, the chapter sent to the Capital Wasteland had been outright ignoring orders sent to them, as well as providing "charity" to those in need. Their mission had been to eliminate the Super mutant presence there but they'd not gotten word of how it was going yet.
He continued reading the entries, their focus shifting from duty to his personal life as he found Verna to be pregnant. Afton backed out and shut off the terminal as the journal mostly just contained mentions of how well he'd been growing up thus far.
Afton sat there and stewed for a moment, digesting the things he'd learned... Apparently, they were far away from the Brotherhood of Steels main force, and dangerously close to their enemies territory.
Due to the proximity to the NCR the chapter had been ordered to keep radio silence until the Elder said otherwise. Communication was fairly limited from what he understood, Radio being the primary way of speaking over long distances... The only problem being that this could be intercepted, if the NCR found out about their presence in the Mojave they'd undoubtedly be hunted down and exterminated.
The Brotherhood of Steel may be more technologically advanced than the NCR, but they lacked the number of men their opponent boasted. It was incredibly difficult for outsiders to enter the Brotherhood, as such they'd be outnumbered one hundred to one should they be forced into a direct confrontation.
Afton nodded to himself, reaffirming his determination to get stronger before hopping off of the desk, onto the swivel chair and making his way to the door... Just as it swings open, revealing his father in full Power armour...
They look at each other in confusion for a while before Afton finally decides to move, he raises his arms and waddles awkwardly towards his father, "Dad up" he pleads, the man snapping out of his stupor and picking him up.
"Afton? What are you doing here?... It can't be a coincidence that you'd just walk out of the nursery and into here..." he says while giving his son a hard look.
Afton's heart stops in his chest when he hears this... Could he have let something slip? Was his father onto him?
"You came all this way to see your daddy didn't you? Hahaha! I knew I was your favourite, just wait til I tell your mother!" he suddenly says, bringing Afton to his face and giving kisses to his forehead, his beard uncomfortably rubbing against the child's face.
Afton tries to push the man away but he was no match, if only he wasn't wearing Power armour, he was sure he'd be able to defeat him!... Not. This was a relief though, the pain of being stabbed by the man's stubble was a preferable option to being discovered.
After the man had had his fun playing with him, he delivered Afton back to the nursery where the caretaker had been looking around for him in a panic.
"Oh! You found him, I am so sorry!" she says sincerely.
"Ah, don't mind it... Little tyke probably waited until you were gone, he's quite smart you know?" he says, but the caretaker just shrugs while thinking he's just boasting.
Afton is sat by the other children, one called Melissa Watkins crawls towards him with some blocks in hand and shows them to him, "Play!"
...
He could feel the caretakers gaze burning into his back, causing him to reluctantly nod, taking some blocks and stacking them all on top of each other while the child watches with an impressed look.
He continued building various things with the blocks, eventually gathering a group of children who watched his every move... What was this, lord of the flies? He got up and walked away, not bothering to look behind him at the children crawling after him... He climbed onto the cushions and closed his eyes, wanting to sleep instead of dealing with the annoyances.
The next day after he was dropped off at the nursery by his mother, he was pulled aside by a scribe with short black greying hair and wrinkles wearing the typical red robes. She kneels down to get to his eye level and smiles at him, "Hello there Afton, my names Adah, do you know why I'm here?"
He shakes his head, "Nuh-uh." he says, attempting to seem as innocent as possible.
She squints slightly as he speaks before hiding it, "I've heard many things about you, able to walk so well at such a young age, ability to speak well above your peers... I'm interested to see how gifted you are, okay?"
He gives her a confused look, he wasn't acting either, he really had no idea what she wanted with him... If they'd found out about his unnatural intelligence than he wouldn't put it past them to dissect him...
Adah pulls out some things from her bag, blocks... Each of them are numbered from one to ten, she places them all on the floor randomly and glances at him, "Do you know how to count?"
He scoffs inwardly, of course, he knows how to count... He was sure acting like an imbecile all the time was slowly turning him stupid. His thoughts and emotions were strong towards this matter, so much so that he hadn't realised he had nodded slightly at her question...
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