Commonwealth – Outskirts of Boston Airspace

The first thing you hear is the screaming whine of damaged thrusters.

Not distant.
Not subtle.

Very close.

A Brotherhood vertebird tears across the sky, trailing black smoke, engines coughing like a dying brahmin. Something explodes near its rear stabilizer. It dips hard, barely clearing the skeletal remains of a pre-war overpass before crash-landing in a storm of sparks and shredded metal half a mile from the garage.

Your garage.



This scenario takes place in the lore of Fallout 4
You can be anything you want. Only thing important is: You are a mechanic!