EW2 (Equestrian War 2)

                To the Battlefield

Thank Luna for the underground rails. For the normal taxi ride or walking to Clawburg would take about five days to a week. The rails took us about a few hours. The only bad thing is that the trip depletes our magic quickly. When we reached the outskirts of the city, we could feel the rumbling of ZBDD troops advancing. We were greeted by barricade created by the griffons. I recognized one of the officers commanding squad guarding the barricade.

"Captain Talon, been a while since I seen you." I called. Talon was part of the honor guard. In charge of protecting, Discord, Luna and any other royalty in Gryphallia. His armor was a sleek black with two garnet streaks running across his armor representing he was a 2nd LT. I met him when Sparks and I were fleeing from Her Majesties Honor Guard to Gryphallia. He had a Barrette, silenced, loaded and aiming down were my voice came from. Judging by the way his aim followed us, I would say he had an infer red scope attached.

"Dinky, that you? Come over here so I can see you." Talon shouted, replying to my call.

"Eh, Talon? Why do you have the rails blockaded?" I questioned.

"We figured that the invasion upstairs was a distraction for a small infiltration team to kill the Prince." Talon replied.

"Seems reasonable. Sis got got a call from Luna, telling us to hoof it over here. Anything you need us to do?" I asked.

"Follow me to the frontline, your skills would be needed there. Quickly, the buffalo have began their march." Talon requested.

We reached the battlefield, a vast field with trenches and dead bodies very wear. For those of you that don't know, Clawburg is the Metropolis in the Gryphallia empire. It's an interesting design, having the steel, wood and cloud mixed together looked so great together. Luck for us, the architects that built this great city also designed it to protect agansist an invading force.

Over in the tall spires of this magnificat metropolis, Luna, Discord and Swift Wing. Swift Wing was the Prince of Clawburg. Sitting on a ledge above Luna, my mentor, Gloomy Night. Like me, he was cursed with the Sombra magic. He is a small stallion with a night black coat and a grey mane with a dark blue neon highlights. His horn, marking the curse of Sombra, was curved and had a sharp point, similar to mine.

"Talon, we are unarmed, could you possibly spare they arms and equipment?" I asked, a smile on my face.

"Anything for you, Dinky." I followed him down the stairs. The Armory was guarded by two Corporals. I gave them a brisk salute before entering. As I followed Talon in the blocky building, he through some armor at me. I got the black armor on, though a little loose, it was nearly able to fit me. It felt good to be a Captain again.

"So, this was requested by you or am I in the grace of Prince Swift?" I questioned

Talon replied, with a wink "Both actually, he ordered while I guessed the measurements".

"Looks like you got it pretty close." I replied, releasing that my checks turned a bright crimson.

A sergeant major rushed by, "Stop kissing each other's asses and move your flanks down to front lines." After seeing our ranks, he quickly apoglized.

Sparkler teleported to the front door, who standing in her fully engulfed body gully suit. She held a M24 Sniper rifle and chuckled at what just happened. Sometimes I think she's the one with the Sombra magic.

"We going to deal damage or play grab ass, eh?" Sparks asked, with a sly smile on her face.

I picked up my AUG and through Talon his AK. We moved quickly to the trenches. I hoped over the wall and sprinted across the opening. Luckily we had one of the best snipers watching us, other than Talon, of course. I picked an earpiece from a dead soldier. I shot a black flare from my horn. A response from Sparkler was a green flare from her horn.

"There, see that small shack 900 meters?" I said to Talon, handing him the binoculars.

"Yes, hold on, the Zebra General and a yellow coat mare is talking with the Dragon Lt. General and Donkey Major General." He replied.

"What color mane does the pony have?"

"Blood red. Why?"

"Buck my life, if she's here then they others are close behind."

"Who?"

Two years after the Sugar Cube murder. Disappears where popping up again. Sparkler and I just entered as mercenary killers. She handled covering my flank and techie work. I handled watching her back when she sniped or clearing out a building. We came across a few of their hideouts, with tools hanging on the wall. A bloody dissection table and limbs hang from the celling. We torched the building. After ducking behind some bushes, I saw what looked like a scooter with three young mares and a wagon in tow.

We followed and found their identity. It was the CMC, but I just couldn't believed it. Inside the cart was Rarity, Applejack and Rainbow Dash. All knocked out but still breathing. They took them to the treehouse. As soon as the they closed, we heard the splash of water. Coughing and cursing were silenced quickly. Then, we heard the cooing of from Scootaloo, telling to be quiet like a mom quiets her baby. Soon after, we heard the silenced screams and popping noises as their center cavity was cut open.

Sparkler and I decided to try and save as much as we could. Pushing the images of Lyra's dead body out of my mind, I pulled out my two lucky sabers. Small put deadly, these babes have saved my flank from more than one time or another. Sparkler bucked open the door while prepared to jump in. Lucky for me, Sweetie Bell is more of lover than a fighter. We make eye contact, she closes her eyes, shotgun wobbling in her telekinesis field. She pulls the trigger but misses, with buckshot. Till this day, I wonder, because she and I dated, will I be able to put her down? I cut her gun clean through. Scootaloo picks up knifes and chucks them at my sister and I. I knew they would miss but I still flinched.

I hear pin and ting. "Grenada." I shout. We jump out the window and feel the heat from the explosion. We pick ourselves up and go to see if there was any survivors. After surviving the wreckage, we left a note for mum. Letting this to lead police officers to believe it was a suicide.

A mortar landed near us, snapping us back into the battle.

"Pony feathers!" I shouted in surprise. ZBDD started their march. The Buffalo acted as troop carries with Zebras throwing potions from catapults. Following behind them were the bulk of their force. A mix of Donkeys and Zebra officers followed closely behind. There were young dragons being used as flamethrowers. Above us, the dragons had gain air superiority.

"[Static] Dinky, I spot three AA turrets, back of the enemy lines. Take a group of nine to infiltrate, I cannot cover pass there. Good, see you the other side [Static]"

"Alright I need seven voluntaries to help assist in taking those turrets. You Private, Private, Private First Class, Sergeant, Private First Class and Master Sergeant and the 2nd LT. Everyone else, give them hell!"

We took to the sky, but forced down by those damn dragons. Looks like we are hooven it. "So Private, what's your name."

"Paws ma'am."

"Alright Paws, you know how to operate an AA turret?" I questioned.

"No ma'am but this babe right here will tear them down" he replied, pulling out a .50 caliber Browning MG.

"Don't get cocky on my private, just keep your ass down and your head up."

I jogged up to Talon. "How many can operate that AA?"

"Two, luckily."

"Ok. You or I should I explain the importance of this mission?"

"I should, being the higher rank."

"Listen up. In order for us to win this battle, we need to secure those AA turrets. Those dragons control the air but that's all they have agansist us. We need to move quickly and efficiently. No drawn out firefights or engaging in any sword fighting. Let's take this AA guns. For Gryphallia!"

Our small band of brothers take up the cry "For Gryphallia! For Gryphallia! For Gryphallia!"

~

We approached their left flank unnoticed. I give a nod to Sharp Beak and her sister. They ripped apart the two unlucky donkeys stations as guards. We moved quickly across the open field, using what little cover we had. Then I heard it, faint but chilled to the bone.

"Dinky, move up. Come on, we need to take those guns."

"Hold on Talon, something doesn't seem right." Of course, me and my big mouth jinxed us.

"Cover fire left. Paw, where is that MG!"

"Got it!"

"Take them out Adiutor's! For Gryphallia!"

Paw provided us with cover fire. Sabers drawn, I charged their line. Warban, the sergeant, drew his  saber and shield. I cut down down two Zebras. I hear it again. I slip from the battle using the dark magic. It was an ambush. The CMC appear out of no wear. The field of grass waved gently.

"So we meet again, to bad your sister isn't here to protect you." Scootaloo taunted me. I dove at her, striking her with my rage. Her blades shattered by she just stood there, chuckling. Then I realized it, it was trap. Damn my rage. I try to us my Sombra magic but realized I didn't have time to recharge. A net hoists me up. Then I hear a sound. The sound of the bolt of a M24 sniper being slammed home. The soft crack answered my question to who was behind the trigger. The net fell apart.

"Think again bitch but sis and I always watch our backs." Another crack destroyed the dagger in Applebloom's hand. I picked my sabers and give a wink to Sweetie. She blushed so hard, I swear her face would melt off.

"Damn your bucking sister to the depths of hell. And you, you whore, will be the first to greet her" Scootaloo screamed at me, charging me with nothing but hooves. Another crack of the sniper rifle and I hear a sharp scream. Clean shot through her wings.

I picked up my sabers, deflecting Scootaloo's sword. She swung at me, over stepping me. I shoved her down. I teleported to Applebloom. She was pissed. Her trusty axe came crashing down onto my two sabers. I felt a sharp pain in my back. Sweetie stood over me, with a sad smile over me. Talon and our squad ambushed them quickly taken them down. Sweetie mouthed sorry and gave me a wink. Damnit, she knew my weaknesses.

"Talon, let the white one go."

"But Dinky..."

"Talon, don't question what I am doing ok. Leave the other two."

"Release the white one. We still need to take those AA turrets." Talon muttered, confused on what just happened.

"Ok, just please don't do anything stupid."

"Ok." That was the last I saw of Bells for a few years. I just hope she's doing ok.

~

I return back to the group. We suffered no calsutlies but ask any military man. All you have luck and the man to your right and left. If you don't have any those. I bet you 1 to 10 will die as soon as you make a mistake. It time to take this AA turrets. For Gryphilia.

The earbud rang with Sparklers voice "That's the twentieth time I saved your ass. Next time, your buying me a drink." That's Sparkler, always keeping things light.

"Sparkler I had everything under control."

"Yah, because being caught in a net was being in control."

"I had them on the...ropes you could say."

"I hate you."

"I know you mean love."

~

We moved quickly moved across the plain. Soon, we heard the glorious sound of Artillery guns being fired.

"Sharp Beak, Roc, fly above the sky and land near the HQ. Paws and Talon, take up covering fire positions. Warban, Lions, Hurried Hoof and I will clear the camp. Any signs of trouble, move north east about 1/2 mile down. For Gyphallia!"

"For Gyphallia! For Gyphallia! For Gyphallia!"

"Any room for one more?" Sparkler appeared with a bloody mane and ripped suit. Her hooves had cuts all over and she wasn't looking to good. But Sparkler would rather die in battle protecting me than sitting on the sideline and have me get hurt.

"Sparks, ride with Roc and Swift , provide any sniper cover fire that you need."

"Roger, Captian Obvious." She replied with sarcasm and a salute. A ripple of laughter ran throughout the squad. They took up their positions and awaited my order.

We moved quickly to defeat the heavily entrenched. "Watch for any hiding places, they fight for every inch. Willing to die than be taken prisoner. Show them mercy."

Warban, Lions, Hurried Hoof and I moved swiftly across the open plain. They never saw coming. Paws and Talon opened fire, cutting down any guards to pieces of meat in seconds.

I heard the faithful cry "Bonsai" as 27 Zebras charged at us with nothing more than daggers and bayonets. "Shit, watch left flank." A Sergeant rushed at me, there was something in his eyes that didn't seem right. I needed to observe this. I bucked him hard in the head.

"Check corners and stay in groups. Sis, see anything important?"

"No, wait. Oh damn."

"What? Sister? What happened!?"

"GET OUT OF THERE KNOW DAMNIT!"

I called my squad back. We regrouped back at the north east area. "What happened sis?"

"They took Clawburg."

"Fuck."