The Wasteland: Adventures of the Wastelander

Prologue
The sounds of the children laughing and running was something I heard of everyday, it was no new thing to me, we were all rushed into the vault about two hundred and ten years ago, after the pre-war governments went haywire and bombed the earth as we knew. I heard of what was in Europe years before, beautiful cities, famous monuments that lasted the eras of time.

I closed my journal and looked out to my pregnant wife who was nodding as if she was ready to deliver the baby. the numbers 420 were written on the collar and on her back, showing that we were inhabitants of Vault 420.

I stood up and looked at her, she nodded and we ran to the clinic were after a long struggle, she finally delivered a wonderful baby boy. As years went on, I spoke to my wife about how the Overseer would allow more people into the vault. From what I could pick up from snooping around, many of the Vaults in Western Europe were over-capacitated. The bombs didn't strike as hard as they did in America or China, America was hit the hardest, with many of the Vaults being experimented on. The very Idea of that was horrid, China's Vaults were empty, many of the people died in the battles following the great war, and when the nukes dropped, there was nearly nobody in China.

Years pasted and many more people joined the Vaults, my son grew close to a girl by the name of Sara, and a boy by the name of Riccardo, Sara being from Netherlands and Riccardo being from Italy. My family were Spaniards, with my wife's family being French, and my son being a mix of both, it was not the best choice, but I still loved my wife, no matter what she was.