Rusty of Shackleford
Ten Thousand Club
Nate was in shambles. His body was a mess. He was missing half of his left leg, his left eye was completely gone, three fingers from his left hand,two goes on his right foot, and he had a massive piece of shrapnel in his side that was luckily pulled out and bandaged up by Deacon. Nate was on his death bed, and Deacon drug his half dead body into Bunker Hill, some Railroad agents taking him into a room to patch him up. He was mumbling incoherently, Deacon taking only a moment to make sure he was okay before going to prepare for an inevitable attack. Everyone took up arms, some nearby Minutemen rushing to find their General nearly dead. Deacon explained to situation to them, the Minutemen aiding in the defense. Deacon stripped out of the Brotherhood disguise, donning a Railroad uniform and a newsboy's cap. He grabbed a gauss rifle as well, booby trapping every entrance and generally making Bunker Hill a fortress. Nate screamed and writhed in pain, the doctors having to put him under with Med-X just to operate on him. They barely had enough blood bags for him, and he was losing the stuff fast. And so, tent waited. Prayed that they would live long enough to get Nate patched up and escape.
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