A Derpy Apocalypse: The Raiders

19 DAYS INTO THE APOCALYPSE

The current status of the group is elite.  At 19 days in, there were a total of 17 raids; 0 unsuccessful and 17 successful. The camp was larger with better defensive systems like small minefields with mines gathered from military camp raids, mounted machine guns on sandbags,---also from M.C.R.'s---and plenty of bullet proof vests with heavy and lethal weapons.  All of this for the three mares in charge of the whole camp.  They had a lifetime supply of food, with plenty of medicine and first aid supplies.

Carrot Top was trained well in using ranged weaponry, she still couldn't get used to the weapons knock-back throwing her backwards about three feet, so she decided to use a new type of weapon...also recovered from the military base...a predator bow.  This bow had a range of different arrows, listed are as follows: Pointed, Thermal, Incendiary, Air-Born-Fragmentation, and Electrical arrows.  This bow had enough kinetic energy to stop a rhinoceros dead in it's tracks. Carrot's accuracy with this weapon was exact.  Where she looked is where the arrow hit.  Whatever it was, it was gone once the string on that bow was released from the grasp of her hooves.

Octavia got used to dual wielding Desert Eagles, using a type of ammo that was much better than that of her M12 Nova pistol. It was almost as good as the bullets fired from Vinyl's Magnum. She had gotten lots of spare wood that was recovered from about five of the seventeen raided camps, and made herself a cello to play. Octie would either play it for practice, or for the other two's entertainment.

As for Vinyl she had only gotten worse with her thoughts of wanting to see blood spilled. Craving the screams of torment from innocent ponies.  Her ideas of torture became more gruesome, to where the 'least worst' (Only worded this way because even though technically it could be considered 'best,' there is still no way there could be a positive sound to what went on in her mind) was watching a loved one being torn limb by limb, screaming, and being eaten by zeds.  Vinyl kept four zeds in a deep hole with a barbed wire surrounding it.  She knew that in three days without food a zed would die, so Vinyl kept prisoners to throw in with plenty of meat on them.  Instead of giving them plenty of good food, Vinyl would give these prisoners rotten flesh, and bread.  All the prisoners got to drink was muddy water, and if Vinyl felt like it, sewage from the camp's outhouse. If they refused, they would be beaten, by Vinyl, with a stick, or a custom-made Cat of Nine Tails until they would eat their food. If that didn't work, Vinyl would beat them until they bled to death.  This usually made everypony else eat.

If Vinyl knew anything about torture, it was that the worst it could get was torturing somepony, and making the other watch. Vinyl used this technique very often, in fact, if there was to be questioning she would bring in the prisoner and the one to be tortured.  This would make the prisoner either feel guilty for not answering and killing the other pony, therefor making him answer; or the prisoner would be so scared to take the punishment, that they would answer immediately.

On that day Vinyl gave a small speech, presentation if you will, to the other two mares.

"I have been thinking about this, and I feel that I should propose this idea in front of you both," she said. "I have decided that our camp should follow a motto, a single maxim, that we should base all of our survival techniques on.  Though we have been already doing it, if we happen to get a new member or two, we can go ahead and tell them this so that they will get the hint.  And it's pretty cool."  Vinyl got out a piece of note book paper with writing on it. "This paper describes the maxim.  The maxim is as follows: Adapt, Engage, Survive.

"Adapt - Examining the environment and surroundings, and finding tactical advantage points.  Locating targets and thinking out how to take them out.

"Engage - Killing the targets in the way that was ordered.  Taking them out one by one, or killing them all at once.

"Survive - Come out alive with a profit of supplies." Vinyl put down the paper. "Are we willing to accept this motto? All in favor raise a hoof."  All three raised their hooves. "Very well then, it is our camp motto!"

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On that night, Carrot Top and Octavia decided to go to sleep earlier. As always, Vinyl would stay up an hour or two later. The prisoners were asleep, the mines were armed, and the turrets were set to automatic. Vinyl had a fire going. It was small, but enough to keep her warm. It wasn't as cool outside and the soil was dry.  The wind wasn't blowing and it was a clear sky; all the stars were visible. Vinyl decided to roast some marshmallows.  She walked over to the food tent to grab a pack, when she heard a sizzle and smelt smoke.  She looked back and noticed that the fire was out. Feeling threatened, Vinyl picked a Magnum up off the ground and held it up. She looked left and right and couldn't see anything.  Suddenly something jumped out at her and pinned her down.  Vinyl looked up and saw it was a beige stallion with brown hair and an hourglass as a cutie mark. She quickly slid her right foreleg from underneath the stallion and flipped him over, she jumped up and grabbed her Magnum off the ground.  The stallion grabbed a Desert Eagle, and the two ponies had their weapons pointed at each other. After a few seconds of silence the stallion made a sudden move tossing his pistol at Vinyl and kicking her Magnum out of her hand. He slid the pistol away from her and got in closer for hoof-to-hoof combat. The two kept attacking and countering each other.  The stallion lunged at Vinyl, she threw him down.  Vinyl grabbed a Cat of Nine Tails and threw it, the stallion caught it and threw it back. Neither were getting closer to defeating the other.

"Finally, a well matched a opponent..." The stallion said with a Canterlot accent. He threw a punch and missed.

"Well said, beige pony." Vinyl responded lunging towards him, just to be thrown down. Vinyl quickly got up. "Nice surprise attack too."

"Thank you darling." The stallion said, hurling a knife at Vinyl.  Vinyl cartwheeled out of the way and the knife tore through two prisoner tents, and Octavia's tent. Octavia gasped and ran outside with a Desert Eagle.

"What in Equestria is---" she said, being interrupted by another knife whizzing by her head.  The knife hit one of the prisoners that had woken up in the fighting event in the eye. They screamed as they fell back into the pit of zeds still being strapped up at her hind leg by a rope.  The zeds fought for her head. One of them managed to reach up and grab it. It dug it's hooves into the prisoners remaining eye and cheek, making her blood stream out. She screamed louder as the skin on her neck started to tear and bleed. The zed yanked off the prisoners head and took a bite out of the her ear. The zeds drug in the rest of the body, tearing the rope out of the wooden pole holding it, and started to devour the body.

As for Vinyl and the stallions, they were still fighting. The stallion pinned Vinyl down and almost got a knife into her throat until an arrow whizzed by with a string attached. The stallion was swept up and pinned against a wall by the string.

"You thought you could kill me?" Vinyl said to the stallion laughing. She suddenly stopped at his answer.

"Ha...you thought I came alone?" The stallion said moving his hoof. Suddenly, the four auto turrets were taken out by electrical devices, and the mines were disarmed. A mare and another stallion walked up on either side of the camp with M4A1 Carbine's. The stallion was from the apple family, tanish-yellowish coat with orange and tannishyellowish-streaked hair.

But the mare was what struck fear into the hearts of all who where in the camp.  Her with a gun in her hand, and the mean look on her face, her eyes looking red instead of violet...she had a bright blue coat with a rainbow mane. A wonder-bolt equivalent, able to perform a double rainboom, defeated Discord, element of loyalty...

Rainbow Dash

All of their names: Time Turner, Braeburn, and Rainbow Dash. Another elite group, the raiders only problem was, they weren't allies.