Battle Scars

November 21, 1943

Tarawa

Pvt. Pinkie Pie

Rocks upon rocks laid all around the small island of Tarawa. It was another island for the 2nd Marines to take the small island. Besides from the rocks and sand, Pvt. Pinkie Pie has seen quite some action on Tarawa. Her squad was now given the job to take the positions around red beach. It was early in the morning as she slowly trotted around the rocky terrain of the island as she followed behind her CO, First Lieutenant Vinyl Scratch. She was known for her brave personality and brash attitude, but, she cared for her soldiers. Pinkie Pie at the duty of being the squads BAR mare. She liked her weapon, even heavy, she felt it offered a lot of fire power. As they slowly moved around, they finally got the cue to stop.

"I want four ponies to move up with me to check out this bunker, Fritter, Raindrop, Wildfire, and Lily, with me, the rest of you, take cover over on that position." she said, as she ran up towards the left side of the bunker. Pinkie Pie sprinted and aimed the BAR towards the machine gun bunker. Slowly, she breathed in and out as her hoof wrapped the trigger. Vinyl slowly trotted up with a grenade in one hoof, and her M1 carbine in her other. She leaned up hard against the rocky surface, and quickly, she threw the grenade.

"Grenade!" shouted the changeling's inside, as they quickly fired the machine gun, but quickly, the bunker exploded. Vinyl trotted up and began to fire about half of her magazine into the bunker hole. Quickly, the five pony squad ran down and back into the foxholes by Pinkie Pie.

"Should be clear now. Get ready to move up." she said, but as that she was getting up, the machine gun opened fire once more. The machine gun was still in tact, but, the changeling's changed who was manning it. Pinkie Pie began to fire her BAR in short burst to the bunker. Before she knew it, her magazine was dry, she reloaded as the machine gun began to target her. She felt no intimidation as she got up and fired her machine gun once again. Quickly, Vinyl realized that this bunker had plenty of reinforcements, grenades wouldn't do, she needed something else. She made up her mind.

"Flitter, get that flamethrower up here now!" she shouted. The blue pegasus quickly ran up with the M2-2 Flamethrower. She had a determined look on her face.

"Light that mother bucker up!" she said. Flitter nodded as she jumped over, and charged towards the bunker. She quickly ran up and pulled the trigger. The bunker ignited with a ball of orange fire as it exploded with amazing force. Changeling's screamed in pain as their life slowly burned away as the fire consumed their body. Pinkie Pie stopped firing as she let the fire do the work of killing the changelings. She watched with no emotion whatsoever, she'd already seen awful things and wasn't afraid of death. Instead, she smiled in relief as the bunker was cleared.

"Phew, I thought we were done for." Pinkie said to Flitter.

"Yeah, thanks for covering me." she said.

"Well, if it wasn't for your flamethrower, we'd still be pinned down." Pinkie was laughing a little as she began to relax, only using two mags of her BAR. But, the break was short lived as an injured pony was crawling around the corner, it did have a Marine uniform on as he crawled in pain. Flitter and Pinkie Pie jumped up to help out the injured mare. Vinyl looked over and got up also. The injured mare had her head down as a trail of blood followed after him.

Vinyl and Flitter kneed down to help out the mare, it was mare from Kindness squad. She looked like she was in tremendous pain.

"Pinkie, get the doc up here at once. Flitter, help me out." said Vinyl.

"Yes sir," the two said, Pinkie Pie sprinted away and shouted for the doctor.

"Corpsman! Doc Hooves!" she shouted as she ran down the rocky terrain. Soon, Doctor Hooves popped up, the red medicinal cross on his helmet.

"What is it, Pinkie?" he asked in his calmed voice.

"We got a wounded mare by the machine gun bunker, around the hill." she said, as the two sprinted to the two ponies helping out the injured mare. Her leg was covered with shrapnel, and a round in her flank, her mouth started to bleed, as the two grew closer.

"LT! Doc is here." Pinkie shouted, running towards the gathering.

"Doc! Get up here, we got a wounded mare!" she shouted. Pinkie hesitated as she wondered if she could run towards them, but then quickly resumed, but she was behind the doctor. In an instant, Pinkie flew back from some force that had just pushed her. It was tremendous as it knocked her into a different ditch. She quickly got up and saw the horrific scene. All four of them were on fire, the injured mare, the Lt, Doc Hooves, and Flitter.

"Sniper!" shouted a voice, but Pinkie ignored the long ranged threat as she watched the suffer, the cure, the leader, and the helper burn alive as they tried to put out the fire. But, it wasn't so, as Vinyl had enough thought to shoot herself in the head with her pistol. The rest tried to pat out the fire, but it was no use as their bodies cooked from the exploded flamethrower tank. Pinkie began to feel the severe losses in war as tears began to run down her pink coat.

"Why?" she whispered to herself, then she began to cry as the screams slowly died down.

"Why?!" she said growing louder.

"WHY?!?!?" she finally shouted, and breaking down into a full sob as she tried to stop it, but she couldn't. The small droplets turned into Niagara Falls as Pinkie broke out into a full out sob. Her thoughts raced in her head. How could they kill them in such a cruel way? We never targeted changeling medics, but, they fire upon us? How dare they? How dare they kill them in such a gory, inhuman way? How dare they? How dare they? How dare they?

"How dare they? How dare they?" Pinkie said as she slowly questioned herself, then, she felt a rush on anger fill her body.

"HOW DARE THEEEEYYYYYY?!?!?!" she shouted, pushing away some Marines trying to help her out. She picked up her BAR, as well another mare's Thompson and ammo. She slung both of them on her back as she charged in. She felt the rush of adrenaline go through her body as she screamed on the top of her lungs. Changeling forces looked up and saw the crazed mare, and began firing. But, Pinkie knew better, she ran in zigzags as she drew closer and closer to the changeling bunker. She grabbed a grenade and pulled the pin with her mouth. She threw it into the bunker hole, exploding it moments later. She kicked in the bunker door and fired her Thompson. The submachine gun spitting out bullets like nothing. She ran down the tunnels as she fired non stop from her Thompson. Changeling's were gunned down and even afraid of her as they fell back.

"Charge!" shouted a changeling leader, as several changeling's came running towards the pink pony with their bayonets. Pinkie smiled a bit as she pulled out her BAR and let loose on the charging changelings. The machine gun cut through the bodies like nothing as she continued her one mare assault for revenge. She continued to run up through the bunker, spraying anything down. Until she realized, she was out of ammo. She didn't feel anything as she dropped both of her guns and charged in with her knife. Like some Hollywood warrior on the big screen, she took on charging changelings with bayonets, and she killed each one with a stab to the back, head, heart, or throat. She discarded the knife and unhooked the bayonet from the rifle. She now had a longer sharp object as she ran head on into the bunker. Blood splattered all across her face as she now loved the sensation of the kill. She ran up and grabbed a changeling machine gun. A Type 96 LMG, one of the best weapons the western changeling's had. She fired the weapon from the hip as she turned their weapons against them. She laughed and smiled as the muzzle flash illuminated her crazed face. Finally, she now realized the tunnel was over, and she was outside once more. She looked over to find several changeling's running away. Quickly, she scavenged an M1 Garand on the ground and she fired towards the retreating changelings. Then, her eyes were set on a solitary palm tree. She smiled grimly.

"There you are, you son of a bitch." she said as she sprinted closer towards the palm tree, not even knowing she has been shot in the left hoof. She came closer and closer until she was at the base of the tree. She shook the tree, but that did nothing, so she fired the M1 Garand as she fired into the tree's floorboard. The sniper fell down, shocked and frazzled, avoiding the bullets being fired by Pinkie.

"You are nothing but a scumbag." she said as she cut the rope of the sniper, the changeling fell down with head first.

"Please, don't hurt me." she said in her modest voice. But, Pinkie saw nothing in her but death and destruction.

"You just killed a wounded mare, my CO, a medic, and my friend by lighting them on fire. The changeling's eyes widen as she was now realizing that she was staring into the eyes of a crazy, blood thirsty, Marine who was out for revenge.

"How could you?" Pinkie asked intimidatingly.

"I...I was just doing my job...p..pp-lleas..ppp" stuttered the changeling, but Pinkie showed no care for her whatsoever.

"We don't kill your docs, so why do you kill ours?" she asked.

"They just t-tell me t-t-to." said the changeling.

"Well, I'll make them reconsider." said Pinkie, smacking the sniper across the face with her Garand. The blood spat out of her mouth. Pinkie pulled out another knife in her hoof, she stabbed the mare in the hoof. The changeling screamed in pain as the sharp, cold metal pierced the soft, warm skin of the changeling. Pinkie pulled out the blade and then stabbed her other hoof. She smiled deviously.

"You're the devil." said the wounded sniper.

"Hm. I guess I will see you in Tartarus." she said slowly, as she sliced the changeling's neck. She pierced the neck until she decapitated the changeling. She held the changeling's head in her hooves, until, she finally began to calm down and breathe once more. She looked down, she began to slow down and calmed down. No longer did see feel this rush of anger course through her veins, she looked up and saw the sky turn a luscious blue, instead of a bloody red. Pinkie looked down and dropped the head on the ground, it rolled down to the edge of a bunker entrance. Pinkie then grabbed her stuff and began to trot back down to the rest of the Marines. She trotted through the tunnels, seeing bloody changelings all over the floor. Pinkie was shocked at the destruction she caused, she saw millions of shell casings, and smoking bodies from all the bullet impacts, several holes inside. Knife wounds also pierced several of them as Pinkie just examined all the death she caused. She found her BAR and Thompson about a few yards away down the tunnel, she picked the two of them up. As she trotted out of the bunker complex, the rest of the Marines looked at her in awe and amazement. The pink pony was covered in blood. Her once cotton candy smelling pink puffy mane was now gooey red, with the cruel stench of gore and blood. Pinkie Pie collapsed on the ground, but she didn't cry, she had no tears left. Another medic came in and began wrapping a bandage around Pinkie's right hoof, she smiled as she looked up at the other mares.

"Pinkie..." said a voice. It was Colonel Spitfire, she was standing tall with a cigar in her mouth. Pinkie just looked up at the bright yellow pony, her body covering the sun like a god.

"You're being sent to New Guinea, to recuperate. You're on the next ship outta here." Pinkie looked up, speechless as her eyes widened. She said nothing as she got up start packing her things. She took one last look at the burnt bodies of Vinyl, Flitter, the injured pony, and Doc Hooves. Finally, Pinkie Pie smiled slightly, exhausted, but had enough strength to smile.

"You guys are the lucky ones," began Pinkie, "you've seen the end of war. Rest in peace, friends." she said. As she trotted away, she noticed that Flitter was still somewhat breathing. She was the farthest away from the blast, because she took the flamethrower off her back and placed it in a ditch.

"Pinkie..." she said quietly. Pinkie ran over to see the severely burned mare, Pinkie knew she was almost gone. She gently raised a looked into her blue eyes.

"Just keep smiling..." she said, as she look her last breathe. She exhaled calmly, and then she was gone. Pinkie Pie had a slight tear run down her cheeks, as she slowly closed Flitter's eyes.

"I will." Pinkie said, as she trotted onto the docks and waited for the ship to come by.