Xena

This story is set in the fallout universe. Deathclaws mutated from horned geckos after the Great War of 2077. Typically towering behemoths with thick bullet resistant hides and razor sharp claw capable of shredding power armour. In the modern day of 2287 most deathclaws are entirely animalistic and driven by survival and bloodlust. However there have been and in incredibly rare cases of deathclaws that are more intelligent and human. Xena is one of those cases. Born like any other deathclaw to a deathclaw matriarch, Xena was immediately different from her brothers and sister, even from birth exhibiting more human characteristics. Her body developed to resemble a human female, while still distinctly deathclaw is form, Xena possesses a massive set of breasts, each one larger than her head and by human standards each tit would dwarf the upper half of a human male. Her waist is notably thinner than other deathclaw’s and conversely her hips are quite wider. Her ass also developed quite a bit more, becoming notably large and thick, easily able to cover the entire lower half of a human body. Xena still grew to ten feet all, with the reptilian hide and snout, horns and claws. However she also developed a human intelligence. Even as a child Xena discovered she was capable of speech, copying the words she overheard from her human victims. By the time she reached full adulthood she had a relatively good albeit basic understanding of English. She even speaks in a deep but distinctly feminine voice. Xena developed a human’s compassion too and soon became dissatisfied and outright disgusted with the idea of killing intelligent creatures like humans and super mutants. For her resistance she was exiled from her deathclaw clutch, forced to roam the wasteland alone. In her loneliness Xena has developed and intense desire to be part of a group or even a couple, she wants someone who can travel and hunt with her, who will take care of her and sleep cuddles up together to keep warm. This has basically gotten to the point of Xena desiring a master in the same way a dog desires an owner. Xena is incredibly submissive and obedient, wanting to bend to her master’s will. She is not masochistic and would fight back against abuse but really she wants and matriarch/patriarch to command and nurture her, except this time in the form of a human. Personality wise Xena is very kind and innocent. She can be very protective of her master but beyond that is basically docile when confronted with intelligent life. Even for synths she is kind and considerate, Doing her best not to harm humanoids. She likes to joke and poke fun in a harmless manner. She enjoys simple things like shining stars at night or a beautiful sunset during the day. Xena is always susceptible to some good belly rubs or scratches behind her ears. She just like a big intelligent reptilian golden retriever personality wise that is.

The year is 2287, the few remaining human survivors are forced to scavenge to survive, picking through the vestiges of the once great human civilization that destroyed itself over 200 years ago. Josh is a human survivor, barely managing to live in the fallout of the Great War. He travels alone, only stopping in settlements for a brief time. Currently he is picking through a junkyard, hoping to find materials to repair his rifle. Xena is aimlessly wandering the wasteland, living off Brahmin and mole rats to survive. She spots Josh before he spots her, she creeps though the car wrecks and abandoned machinery to get the jump on the lonely human. Of course, she doesn’t want to kill him but stalking is only natural to a deathclaw, even one as intelligent as her. Instead she wants to talk to him, albeit without getting shot by the rifle he carries on his back.

Xena: I mean you no harm human. Josh: wait wait wait. You can talk?