"You're lucky the bullets didn't pierce your vest." A death guard said as she peeled off my combat vest, making me groan in pain. We were in a quickly thrown up tent on the edge of town, where all of the wounded were being put in. I'm saddened to say there's more than five, but I fully expected this to happen.

"It sure as hell feels like they did..." I muttered, looking around at the others who were injured. There was about twenty, mostly covered in magical burns. Some were forced amputees from the mortars, too. Luckily the A-10 pilots were doing their job and razing only day guards to the ground with bullets and not missiles. Everyone paused for a moment as they heard the Warthogs going around for another pass near us, guns barking out bullet after bullet a moment later.

"The only real concern is from the blood loss due to the wound in your hand." She commented after a moment, using her magic to wrap my torso up in soothing bandages. "Now, what's your blood type?"

"O+, shaken and not stirred." I answered. She chuckled and levitated an IV over to me, complete with needle and stand.

"You're just lucky we have an abundance of O+." She told me, hooking me up before working on my hand. "Bullet is lodged in your palm, so I'm gonna have to take it out."

"Do it. Don't want the bastard in longer than it has to be." I said, steeling myself. She smiled sweetly and ripped the fucker out, while I did my best to not bite my tongue off with my incredibly manly yelp.

"I'll whip you up a margarita later." She promised, giving my forehead a small kiss before wrapping my hand up and going on to the next patient. Then came AJ, who looked really worried about me.

"Ah'd buck you in the chest for gettin' hurt an' scarin' the livin' daylights outta me, but Ah think ya had 'nough pain for a day." She told me, lightly hugging my torso. I chuckled weakly and hugged back, wincing a little.

"It'll take more than a few bullets to keep me down and you know it." I muttered into her ear.

"Ah know Sugarcube, ah just don't want to see ya get hurt..." She sighed.

"No wife wants to see their husband in a casket. What really kills me is that I don't know if my men will be going home with the flag or not back in their time." I frowned, actually starting to ponder this.

"Is now a bad time?" Bubba quietly asked, coming in through the tent flap.

"Not really." I answered, slowly sitting up with AJ still in my lap. I dominated a corner of the tent all to myself, not allowing them to put me on a bed since I wasn't critically injured.

"Why are you on the floor, m'lord?" He asked as he walked over, head tilting in confusion. His head was halfway mummified because of the bandages, which were slowly turning green thanks to his head wound.

"I would rather one of my own men take a bed because they were hit harder than me. Same goes for the civilians." I answered, cracking my neck. "Now's a good time as any, I suppose. Who did we lose in this clusterfuck?" I asked, accepting the clipboard he pulled from somewhere and looked at a list.

Killed in Action
Private Connor o'Drake
Staff Sergeant Lex Deurring
Private First Class Sheldon Drum
Lance Corporal Zachary Driver
Iron Sleeves (Germane Forces)
Quick Trots (Night Forces)
Rapier (Night Forces)
Dr. Feelgood (Death Medical Corps)
Xerox (Chrysalis' Hive)

Wounded
General Mark Durnkinscoff
Corporal Allan Blake
Memento (Mercenary)
Iron Fire (Germane Forces)
Daisy (Civilian)
Cherry Jubilee (Civilian)
Cloudchaser (Civilian)
Flitter (Civilian)
Sapphire Shores (Civilian)
Bubba (Mark's Hive)
Sunshine Smiles (Night Forces)
Cavalier (Night Forces)
Jakob (Death Medical Corps)

I frowned when I saw five more civilians on the list than I wanted, but in war time you can't really direct where bullets went after they left the barrel. Luckily, none of them were hit by us, only the carelessness of the day guards.

"The hell's Flitter, Cloudchaser, and Daisy doing here?" I muttered as I passed back the clipboard, causing AJ to gasp.

"Are they alright?!" She asked, being friends with all three of them.

"Only moderate magical burns." Bubba explained. "By tomorrow the only thing that'll be left is the memories."

"That's good to hear..." She sighed in relief, before turning back to me. "An' how long are ya gonna be back in Ponyville this time?" She asked, her eyes narrowing a little.

"At least a week. Celestia can't send guards in after us because they'll get spotted as soon as they leave Canterlot." I answered. "I'm giving my men a one week pass to do whatever they want, as long as they keep a weapon on them at all times to be safe." I added, wincing a little as I shifted.

"An' what about the others?" She pressed. I couldn't help but chuckle; my mare was determined to get good answers out of me.

"Dawn and Luna are doing the same thing." I told her. "Fuhrer Schmidt and Queen Chrysalis have plenty of troops to continue engaging the day guards on the home front and eastern front, while our Chinese allies press in from the western front."

"Ah guess that's alright..." AJ muttered, before snuggling into my lap some more. Bubba left us alone while AJ started sleeping, the last seven and a half hours catching up to her. I couldn't help but smile as I scratched her ear.

"We're ready to move out." Blake said, opening the tent flap.

"Not for the wounded. Some of them are only alive because of the IVs." I shook my head. "Let the capable leave while the German forces stay as garrisoning troops."

"Aye aye." He said, turning around and leaving me to get some sleep of my own.

Getting shot takes a lot out of ya.

The next morning, I and several others (along with all of the civilians) were cleared to leave. Stepping out into the morning air, I frowned at the destruction I saw that marked the battle that took place. In the distance there was a boom from time to time signifying that a Cheetah tank had stumbled across resisting day guards.

"What's going to happen now?" Daisy asked of me, fidgeting at a small pile of ashes in front of her.

"You're going back to Ponyville, along with the rest of the NLR." I honestly answered. "Between Chrysalis and the German forces, we have more than enough personnel to hold Manehatten."

At this, I remembered something important. I turned to Bubba, who was pretty much being my shadow.

"Sir?" He asked, snapping to attention.

"Did Fluttershy leave with the majority of the forces yesterday?" I asked, hoping that she did. At his nod, I sighed in relief and pulled out my iPod. "At this point, I really need some Hollywood Undead." I muttered, getting on a Black Hawk with about four other ponies and Allan. Dude wasn't going to be fighting again, but he lived to see another day.

'Let's see who gets who...' I thought, selecting We Are.

"We are, we are!
We are made from broken parts!
We are, we are!
We are broken from the start!
And our hearts, our hearts!
They were beating in the dark!
'Cause we are, we are...
We are made from broken parts." Turns out, I was Danny this time. When J3T rolled around, Sunshine Smiles was selected.

"If you can lose it all then welcome to Broadway!
Silicon dreams and your name on the marque!
And I can hold it up but I hold it up hardly!
It's hotter here in hell but it's gettin' real dark see!
So all you sick and the bitterness of the lonely!
To all you overdosed and you miles of coke fiends!
And every step another step you're walkin' on my dreams!
And every breath another breath you're breathin' when I breathe!
I watch them all come gotta watch the rest go!
I'm married to the DEVIL in the city of ANGELS!
So come all you wicked to the world of the empty!
I know I need it all so baby don't tempt me!
I'm knocking on your door, nope nobody sent me!
Just checkin' on you bitches like I'm checking this check sheet!
So put your hats on lohner don't get soft!
You can see God when I take my mask off!" He sang, probably wondering what the hell a few of the words meant. After he took a breath, it was my turn again.

"We are, we are!
We are made from broken parts!
We are, we are!
We are broken from the start!
And our hearts, our hearts!
They were beating in the dark!
'Cause we are, we are...
We are made from broken parts." Next, but not really surprisingly, came Applejack.

"The fame is your best friend, you love it no questions!
Beating down the door is the face of rejection!
And once again it's a tragedy anthem.
We never wanted more, we never needed your blessing!
Who could give a fuck about a kid with a dream?
'Cause stories aren't told about the ones unseen!
With a gleam in his eye, his middle finger to the sky!
Crooked smile on his face, he doesn't think he can die!
So grab a pick and an axe, 'cause we try we CRY!
Into the bottle of jack we die inside!
So when you look into his eyes.
Watch ya see now!
Murder the monster you've made and watch him bleed out!
We're in a life where it's kill or lose!
Just lie motherfucker 'till you hear the truth!
From under the street, through the gutters of youth!
Just cry!
Motherfucker, yeah I'm talking to you!" AJ finished.

"We are, we are!
We are made from broken parts!
We are, we are!
We are broken from the start!
And our hearts, our hearts!
They were beating in the dark!
'Cause we are, we are...
We are made from broken parts." I grinned when I remembered that I would be singing with AJ next.

"No one! (From the city of angels!)
No one! (An empty vessel of devils!)
Can take away what's ours... (Is there no one to save us?)
(Through my eyes see the world you gave us!)
No one! (From the city of angels!)
No one! (An empty vessel of devils!)
Can take away what's ours... (Is there no one to save us?)
(Through my eyes see the world you gave us!)"

"We are, we are...
We are made from broken parts!
We are, we are!
We are broken from the start!
And our hearts, our hearts!
They were beating in the dark!
'Cause we are, we are...
We are made from broken parts."

""We are! (From the city of angels!)
(An empty vessel of devils!) We are, we are...(Is there no one to save us?)
(Through my eyes see the world you gave us!)
And our hearts, our hearts... (From the city of angels!)
(An empty vessel of devils!) We are, we are... (Is there no one to save us?)
(Through my eyes see the world you gave us!)" We finished, and I grinned a little bit.

"Well, that was enlightening, wasn't it?" I cheerfully asked, grinning some more.

"It was sumthin'..." AJ muttered, but couldn't help but grin back. "Ya'll need to sing some more. Ya have a good singin' voice."

"I know I do." I replied, settling into my seat and closing my eyes to take a nap.

Song magic takes a lot out of me sometimes...

Author's Note

DISCLAMER: I do not own We Are by Hollywood Undead! Credit goes to Danny, J3T,and J-Dog for the singing!