Sudden landing.

                                        "Never seen anything like it, it appears that they were.....studying our anatomy."

                                "Right...maybe if we came any sooner it might have been possible to save a few more."

    "Come on now Lad, you and me both know that-that couldn't have been possible regardless of how fast we were."

  With that fiery hope now vacant since their recent discovery the only thing left in him was gratitude. He was grateful for atleast recovering one person alive but severely harmed, he was opened up like some science experiment in the middle of his chest, both Casper and Hammond did what they could to stabalize his condition.

What they both discovered through a quick examination of the building was...

A: it was evacuated right at the last second of when they entered the area of operations, but how someone or thing was capable of  knowing of their insertion before hand  was a mystery.

B: the echolocation sensors were given false information, there were no combat able humans...alive what so ever. What ever was responsible for this did so with the intention of slowing down team onslaught.

C: Humans came willingly and either volunteered for explorative disection or were mislead. The discovery of living quarters and further investigation and documentation of the compound was out of the question for local law enforcement or "guards" entered the premises.

D:  The search and rescue team were victims excluding one that was found strapped to an operation table, identification of survivor was team leader Ryan Bradly, given code name Raptor.

"  I know how it feels Casper....to lose a comrade..... I've lost many good men out in the field, even a view close to me."

                             "Huh?"

     Pulled back to reality when he was lost in thought, Casper raised his then lowered head and just starred at Hammond, probably expecting him to continue speaking.

               "..?"

  Hammond held his apathetic stare with Casper, unbeknownst to him Hammond was examining his mental state closely, being sure to spot any chinks in his armor if any existed.

        "Sorry, what?"

    "Nothing.....prepare to rope down,we're near your Stop."

        "Ten-fou-Woah!"

    Following the sound of a metal bang Casper and his critically injured precious cargo were ejected from the bench, now sliding around the cabin of   the helicopter as it was spinning violently.  The pilot desperately trying to regain control of the aircraft.

    The helicopters metal frame shuddered, red lights and beeping sounds emanated  from the cock-pit.

      Feeling the g-forces pushing him around before sliding into the lower left corner of the cabin, Ghost took the opportunity to look out the side window to get a vague idea of altitude and how fast they were falling.  Before  he could compute anything in his head the barrel of his p416 smacked him on the side of his head.

The pilot managed to reduce the severity of the spinning they were still rapidly losing altitude.

Hammond unbuckled himself from his seat, the safety of the recovered survivor was paramount.  Last thing he wanted to worry about was losing the one person who could shine light on the situation.  Slowly yet determined he made his way to Casper who was dazed from the sudden impact his rifle gave him, placing  his hand firmly on Caspers shoulder he spoke up thus snapping him out of it.

" HELP ME GET VIP SECURED!"

Casper nodded in response, after what seemed for hours they finally managed to strap his stretcher on the seat firmly.

Both Casper and Hammond tried to use there holocom's to trigger an SOS signal.

    "What the hell did we hit back there!?"

The pilot replied

     "I don't know but what ever it was it scrambled our electron--Brace for impact!"

The helicopter crashed in the dense woods of the everfree forest landing on its side the helicopter began to roll thus disabling the aircraft because of it's broken blades. The helicopter halted in the middle of a small clearing upright, taking advantage of the moment The pilot unstrapped himself from his seat.

"You alright mates?"

They were alive but far from alright.....the pilot quickly help Hammond to his feet but couldn't stand up by himself "Bloody shite, I think my legs broke, Ahh! Bullocks."  The pain was starting to kick in but priority kept him going. " Go check on Casper I'll tend to the VIP."

Casper was prone on the floor face to the corner of the cabin, when the pilot turn him over he screamed in pain his left arm and right leg bent in unnatural angles.

"Fuck he has one out of place limb with one of his  legs broken and the other shattered and I think he has a cracked rib."

Another cry of agony came from Casper as the pilot assessed his physical state."Make that several." The pilots said gingerly.

"Alright..... the VIP's vitals are very unstable but he should hold as long as nothing else happens" glancing at Casper real quick before checking outside. It was desolate other than a few trees in the distance and the afternoon sun baking the dirt, what ever hit them either lost them when they crashed or simply fled. Hammond reached for the first aid kit and pulled out a syringe full of morphine, using it on himself to make the pain bearable. Checking one last time if the coast was clear he limped towards Casper, "Bloody hell. Jeremy I will hold the poor sod down while you pop his arm back in place".

"I don't recommend that sir, his left arm has sever swelling indicat-"

"He's a hard bastard he can take it."

One scream fest and a pop later Hammond and Jeremy the pilot correct caspers limbs to there natural position.

"Casper...... look at me, not where it hurts. I need you to focus right now Casper otherwise if you fall sleep you may not wake up again."

Jeremy the pilot was keeping Casper conscious before a sound of pierced metal rang around the cabin. Then the helicopter tipped forward then backwards as the door was ripped off by the golden halberd that pierced it.

Hammond resorted to standard protocol gathering all the weapons and sensitive information and placing them in a secret compartment within the helicopter.

Checking Raptors pulse and breathing Jeremy yelled"Shit the VIP is entering cardiac arrest!"

Hammond reached for the personal defibrillator within the first aid kit but was stopped immediately by a yellow aura holding him in place.

"Not so fast  you hairless ape."

   The crashed heli was surrounded by a half dozen royal guards glad in gold armor that gleamed in the early morning sun.

One of them called out "Ma'am we found them Ma'am!"

"Good work private."

The voice was feminine but with a scratchy surfer tone in the mix, but the way it spoke nonchalantly made it radiate with authority.

Foot steps could be heard getting closer and closer to the downed helicopter  "Let's see what we got in this tin can shall we?"

Poking her head in the cabin the only person that could see the potential hostile was Casper. Jeremy the pilot was frozen in place reaching for the firearm holstered to his leg but facing the opposite direction, Hammond was desperately trying to break free from the aura, his grunts of effort audible as a mans life was on the line.

Casper was fighting to stay conscious sitting face up in the corner of the cabin frozen with his right hand clutching his weapon.

but from his observation the entity was obviously female wearing a blue skin tight flight suit that complemented her athletic body. Her coat was another weird shade of yellow that he had to think about or maybe it was just the concussion impairing him,and a spiky fiery mane that literally  looked on fire, he couldn't tell for sure because he was losing consciousness due to loss of too much blood via internal bleeding.

The pony cleared her throat the. Proceeded to speak, "Hello,I am Spitfire captain of the wonder bolts"  she couldn't help but smirk at the site before her, she had no intention of causing the scene before her but what was she supposed to do? Hold a sign asking them to land? Either way she did what was necessary and was impressed that the spell worked to immobilize that contraption. But of course upon doing that meant she had to do more paperwork and less fly time filing a report.  "Guards, carry them out and disarm them of anything they have that could be dangerous."

"Ma'am Yes Ma'am" all the guards said in perfect unison. Spitfire walked around the cabin of the helicopter curiously examining the interior and then the cockpit controls while the guards carried Hammond, Jeremy the pilot, and raptor out and laid their still frozen in place body. Removing all there gear, and restraining them before removing the spell.

"Let me go! The bloke on the stretcher is having cardiac arrest!"

"I'm sorry freak, you all look the same to us." The joke among the guards roused a good between them all.

Spitfires shot a glare towards the guards that silenced the laughter then noticed that there was one missing.

"Where is the fourth one?"

"He's badly injured ma'am, moving him could worsen the state he's already in. "

"I see, and what's this about cardiac arrest?"

"H-he's going to die if we don't do something right now."

Spitfire crossed her arms and with half lidded eyes she replied,

"I understand but what do expect us to do."

Jeremy the pilot spoke with more aggression this time.

     "I'd expect you to get these binds off of me and let me save this mans life!"

     "Spitfire found the human's want to save its fellow human admirable,  "I don't want to be responsible for the death of one or them so might as well." She thought

     "Alright tiger calm down, let him do his thing."

The guard grunted In response and released his binding, Jeremy the pilot ran towards the helicopter to stabilize his condition, after what seemed like raptor was loss Jeremy was able to get a pulse out of him. Then when he was headed towards Casper he was put in chains then grouped up with everyone else.

"Yeah I don't think there's anything you can do for him sport."  One of the guards commented.

Spitfire nodded before giving out her final orders

"March them to the nearest guard post then arrange a wagon to take them to Canterlot, let them be someone else's problem. I will carry him to pony vile that's the nearest hospital."

Hammond leaned towards Jeremy's ear and whispered.

"Under no circumstance do you tell them anything."

"Enough talk. Move!"

Both Hammond and Jeremy were pushed forward and trudged on despite his injury,while Two of the six guards volunteered to carry Raptor.

  Watching them before they were no longer visible spitfire decided it was probably time to get that thing out of there.

But she couldn't help but let her curiosity get the better of her, she was alone with a human sure a seriously injured human but still. couldn't pass up this opportunity.  Already in the cockpit she wondered what she should get out the way first, Hooves!

"Heh I always wondered if they had hooves similar to ours."  One removed high top sneaker later and a removed sock.

"Hm well what do you know their hooves look exactly like ours."   With that rumor finally debunked she looked forward to returning to the locker room to share her discovery with cloud chaser. But then again it seems a bit unusual to examine a humans hoof so she concluded to keep it to her self now. Also there was only one mystery left and just the thought of that made her blush, " I should get you to that hospital right about now."   Picking him up with his left arm to place around her shoulder to carry him, but to her horror a sickening pop came from his shoulder and his left arm stuck out more then usual.  "Ooh my Celestia' oh my Celestia ,oh my Celestia"

"Me and my big mouth, I should have just let Soarin do drills today." Spitfire whimpered.