Blacklight Retribution: Ondra's Fall

The day before the Mission

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“Heh, you feeling lucky, Poet?” the reason I had taken the name Poet was because I was the next commanding officer for the team, not that I enjoyed being given that kind of responsibility. It all seemed like they were depending on me, not that I already knew that, but depending on me like I was to help them with personal problems. I could lead a squad, not to boast, perfectly well under pressure and fire. Tactical views were my specialty, and personally. I’m not a poet, not that I disliked the real poet speaking in rhymes or profound speeches.

“No. And I don’t like this mission, Stranger,” I respond with a lot of concern in my voice.

“Ah save it, you know you can do this, that’s why I’m your second in command. If anyone can lead us, you can. Besides, we’ll make’em pay for what they did to Poet,” a hint of triumph in his voice, I became irritated.

“You don’t understand, these insurgence are not the kind of people we always face in our normal missions. Do you know how easy it is to place a “proxy” somewhere and say, ‘it’s a guaranteed kill and will stay that way’, and get blown up by the enemy shooting it instead?”

“You’re just speaking rubbish, that’s never happened,” if only he knew. Prox mines were always a pain in general firefights, I always try to flank while my team game suppressing fire, and the world just goes, ‘NOPE™, PROX MINE’. Every time I manage to dodge or shoot them before I get to close.

“Look, just tell the others to be careful. I don’t want to lose anyone else.” a bit of sads plastered on my face.

“Ryman,” good to see he still knows I’m Ryman, “everything is going to be fine, just stay cool and look around. You’ll figure out a way to get through this.” Wow. Way to put my thoughts back to square one. Jesus.

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Ponyville, Equestria

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“Alright everypony, this meeting is about one of our newest and bravest ponies Ponyville has to offer. Really? Come on, I was about to send their world into the hands of an evil tyrant and they thank me? I would have accepted a few jeers, but what came was a surprise... Because life just likes fucking with me like that.

Everyone gasped at the look of not only my wings, but my armor. It had been torn to shreds, my concrete grey coat showing off at the cut parts, and some to a lot of blood on those cuts.

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EverFree: 15 minutes ago

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I started my way to Ponyville, the town I grew to protect and live in. It was a peaceful walk, right up until I ran something I basically predicted I was going to walk into. There they were: timberwolves. A ferocious as ever, to my surprised they were the same ones I faced last time. One of them had limbs that looked like they were barely holding themselves together. I looked at the most broken one, with a small smile creeping up on my face. I let out a snicker, they knew what laughing was. Which was unfortunate, they howled, which was not a good sign. Next thing I know I was surrounded.

I made my wings take the same forms when I ended Nightmare Moon. Shield to the left, and blade to the right, these forms were original to me as medieval warfare. They had virtual games that had medieval warfare. Their gameplay systems were shit, I have to admit, but given the right adaptations, you get past that shit, and you get good at going around it.

The first one lunged at me, I planned not to let these things regenerate... Reform, so I put all my effort into cutting the significant looking pieces like the neck, back legs and the spinal stick holding everything together. To be honest I was entirely focused on the spine. A second one got the drop on me. Leaving some scratches on my back, this was going to be one long ass fight.

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Everfree: 5 minutes later

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The last one was starting to back away from me, I was not sure why. Maybe because of the amount of damage I took and still hitting? Or was there something behind me? I start to crane my neck slowly towards my rear... Nothing, now I know what Isaac felt like. I gave myself a little laugh, one that was pretty enjoyable because, not many war veterans get a good laugh, don’t they?

I found a pond, and I try to wash myself, I needed to get to that meeting. It was very soon, so I had to hurry. When I “bathed”, meaning I just dump myself into the water without my armor, the cuts were still bleeding. I was about to decide to clean myself thoroughly... AIN’T NOBODY GOT TIME FOH DAT! I hastily place my armor, the cuts only somewhat hurting as I put them on. Heh, they were soaking my blood. I wonder what they think about ‘blood’ red armor?

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Ponyville, Equestria

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“And so, that’s how I got here in this current state,” that whole story earning some people leaving and some other groups muttering agreement or disagreement. I had explained how I got here to them before I explained my little fiasco at the Everfree. I saw a hoof raise.

“If you got sent here by Nightmare Moon, wouldn’t that make you evil?” asked a child, an orange young pegasus with purple mane.

“I almost became, evil. Until I decided not to side with Nightmare Moon. The reason she brought me here; however, I will not answer that question,” I added the last part with some authoritative voice, showing that I really, really, don’t want to talk about it.

“What were humans like?” a ‘green?’ pony asked.

“What is your name?” I asked flatly.

“Lyra, sir,”

“Ok, Lyra, what do you think about the people who like doing bad things to others?”

“They’re bad, but I believe that they can change with a little acceptance,” oh she’s a naive, one that.

“Humans are like the bad part of ponies, except they won’t change. No matter who they’re with or what they do. They will never change, I lost hope of that little sentiment when I lost one of my friend to it,” remembering how Poet died, emotions almost took the best of me. I almost started choking up.

“So... Next question!” I yelled with false enthusiasm.

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Some time during the end of meeting

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“Thank you for your patience with meeting our new pony, hero, and friend,” I tensed up a little, friends? I lost them, you insensitive bi-woah... ok... Got to calm down, these ponies deserve none of it.

“Would you like to say anything before you leave this pedestal?”

“Hmm,” while tapping my chin with hoof, “Nnahh!” [Applejack Approved]

“Alright then, we’re done here! Another cheer for Midnight Flame here, and as always have a smile on your face!”

Walking down the stage was actually easy, heh. I used cloak, but let’s be honest, it was fun watching the ponies become astonished to non-magic cloaking technology. I arrive at the library, considering that is now my living place. I knock on the door... I knock on the door... Okay, let’s try that again... I knock on the door...

“*sigh*Anyone in there?” I groaned. I take a chance at pushing down the knob to the door. Heh, open... *GENIUS*.

“Hello? Anyone in here?”

“You!” I look around, would have been helpful with HRV, I must have misplaced it in the library, I’ll take a look around later

“Just when I thought you were a good pony! I found this!” I found her, Rainbow Dash, not that I didn’t know it was her at first. The very thing that made my tactics efficient, my HRV helmet.

“What are you doing with that?”

“Destroying it!” IS SHE FUCKING SERIOUS?!

“NO!” I lunge at her to stop her from destroying one of my most advanced pieces of technology Nightmare Moon brought with me. Rainbow Dash [*sigh*] used dodge.

“Why should I not? Pervert?” are you fucking serious?

“Are you fucking serious? The most advanced in military technology, and you think I use it to look at erotic things?! Maybe YOU would enjoy that!!!” I was obviously emphasizing her mane, I’m mean come on. She’s just letting out ‘TASTE THE RAINBOW’ with that look. She glared at me, it was the kind of glare you wouldn’t want to do anything other than hold still because, the females were capable of such stares that they were able to threaten anything you held dear to yourself, especially porn... NOT THAT I USE THAT SHIT.

“Look, we’ll cut a deal,” the negotiative type? I like that, “If this bit lands on [no information available about bits], it’s mine. And if it lands on this side showing [no information available on bits], it’s yours,” coins don’t count as negotiable for me, but at least I knew it was not going to be destroyed.

She flipped the coin, I could feel the world around me stopping. I looked at that coin thinking, if you ruin this for me, I swear I will focus my very being into bending each and everyone of your kind, making you fucking WORTHLESS, it landed. With a thump. Making that coin noise as it spins on the surface. It landed on my side, of sweet jesus how I was happy. I fucking jumped in circles squealing yes.

With a groan, she gives it to me.

“If I catch you using that thing to spy on others, you will not feel the end of it,”

“I can already feel it,”

“What the hay is that supposed to mean?”

“The world may never know...”

She gives me another threatening look and flies away... That ass is actually... What? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?! THESE ARE PONIES AND … oh... I’m a pony as well *DERP*

“What went on here?” a voice asked. I turn around and I see a Twilight, in front of a twilight.

Roll on the floor laughing [ROFL] at my little word play, Twilight probably thinking I’m still insane from Nightmare Moon.

“Rainbow Dash came by. To discuss a few things with me,” I manage to get my poker face on.

“About what?” I put my helmet on, I couldn’t talk about it.

“Nothing,” I said flatly under my helmet.

“I know you’re lying, and I could even place you in front of Applejack for Equestria’s worst liar,” not sure whether to be amused or offended.

“I was talking about what to do to get some currency around here, you know to pay for all you’ve done for me here.

“As I said, it’s nothing for you to worry about,” this bitch really doesn’t know I’ll still insist? “But Rarity might want some help at the boutique,” ah thank god.

“Which way to the boutique?” I asked with a bit a relief.

“That way,” she pointed a hoof towards a very stupid structure... That’s a boutique? Fine.

“Spike is probably already there, so you may find less things to do,” I shrug, at least I’m going something.

I arrive at the boutique... I knock, just like any normal person *cough*Rainbow Dash*Cough* would do.

“Cooommmminnngggg!” jesus, I need to get my mind out of the gutter, or else I am going to corrupt these ponies, I’m taking no part of it.

“Ah, you’re that new stallion that*GASP*[IKR? Couldn’t find the right onomatopoeia for it],”

“Is something the matter,” I decided to talk ‘properly’. Judging from the curls and place she works at, she may have some ‘refined’ taste.

“Is something that matter?! Your clothes! They’re all broken and bashed up! That simply will not do!”

“But I came here to help out around here, not get my clothes fi-” she gives one of those stares that scare you... I’m afraid of no man... But that... Thing... It scares me...

“Why yes of course, I’ll let you fix them uhehehehehe,” I shrink, to the point I felt like I was in elementary again.

I went into the boutique, everything was clean... Too clean. I must find this Spike responsible for preventing me from doing productive shit.

“I will have this fixed and ready for you to wear in no time, darling. Fear not! For Lady Rarity will turn this abomination into something greater,” with that gleam in her eyes I was wondering if she’d do more harm than good...

MAN THIS IS SO BORING, I HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHING TODAY,

“Finished!” What? After two hours? Fine.

“Thank you, Miss Rarity, I really do owe you,” Walking into the room Rarity was working on my armor.

“Oh don’t mention it, darling, it had to be done!”

Walking into the room, I could only conjure the appropriate face for this phrase:

“Y U DO DIS?!”