Madness Equestria

Somewhere in Nevada<

A drab gray building sat in the middle of a drab gray field, in contrast to the deep red sky. At the door of the building stood two guards, one idly smoking a cigarette with his AK leaning against the wall next to him. The other was reading a back issue of a newspaper the building had, though the incomprehensible language made it useless. The smoker thought he saw a flash of light in the distance and reached for his rifle.

Bang! A bullet ripped right through the middle of his crossed face. His buddy barely had two seconds before he too joined his friend in death.

On a nearby hill were two figures, similar in build to the now dead guards but dressed differently. The one lying down, dressed in a black trench coat with a visor and headset, peered through the scope of the PSG-1 at the building and gave a thumbs up to his partner, who was dressed in shorts, a bandana, glasses, and oddly enough a mouth. The latter nodded, took out a mirror, and sent a coded message down to the building. When he was done he picked up his binoculars and watched the side of the building.

A third figure, dressed almost entirely in black to cover his incredibly scarred body, peeked around a corner and quickly made his way to the door. He had just gotten there when a guard opened the door and was quickly taken out with a quick snap to the neck. With that done he took out a silenced USP, checked through the door, and entered.

'Go get 'em Hank,' thought Sanford. He tapped Deimos on his shoulder and they went about searching the windows for grunts to pick off.

Inside the building, Hank was doing his best to quietly kill as many guards as he could. Two shots downed two guards. He took the knife from one of them and plunged it right into the heart of a grunt that had walked through a door.

Which, of course, led into a room with at least a dozen 1337 agents, all of whom drew their weapons and charged at Hank. He didn’t waste any time as he skillfully took down the ones with guns first and tore apart any agents foolish enough to get within melee range. More 1337 entered from the adjoining rooms and were quickly gunned down, one of them being lucky enough to land a punch on Hank before getting a bullet in the head for his trouble.

Hank’s pistol clicked empty, so he discarded it and picked up an axe from a 1337 and entered a stairwell with two more 1337 agents, who were quickly dispatched with a thrown knife and an axe to the face. The farthest one had a shotgun which Hank grabbed along the way to the next room. The guards in this room were waiting for him and immediately opened fire when the door opened. The one closest to the window was taken down by a shot from outside, which startled the rest enough for Hank to kill the rest of them. Hank dropped the empty shotgun and walked into the hallway, picking up a MP5 along the way.

There was still plenty of work to do.

Another shot and another dead grunt. They had surprisingly deployed snipers to the roof, not that it helped at all. Sanford pointed out another sniper which Deimos quickly shot down. Deimos’ communicator started beeping so Sanford grabbed it to check the message.

>The Improbability Drive located inside the target building has been activated.

>Try to cut the power to the Drive before it fully activates.

Sanford showed Deimos the message and, after exchanging a couple nods, Deimos shot one last guard before dropping the rifle, getting up, and following Sanford down the hill.

Hank was finishing cleanup in the room he was in. With the last 1337 dead Hank checked how much ammo he had left in the MP5, amounting to three bullets. He collected a Glock 17 from a dead agent and entered the next room. The lone ATP agent inside reached for a rifle and was cut down by Hank. He discarded the submachine gun and walked over to the console the agent was working on and checked what was on the screen.

Improbability Drive: activated

Coordinates set to Eq1248U32

Percentage complete: 70%

There was still time left, so Hank took out some C4, started to set the timer, and was about to stick it on the console when the screen went black. Hank stared at the screen and a pair of red eyes opened on it and stared angrily at him and some text appeared along the bottom.

‘Hello Hank, nice to see that you took the bait.’ A small screen filled with static popped up in the corner and the eyes looked down at it. ‘Oh, what’s this?’ The screen cleared up to show security camera footage. It started simply, a couple of 1337 agents just milling around, until a door opened and Sanford and Deimos walked in. Sanford threw his hook into the first agent while Deimos used a silenced pistol to kill the rest in the room. Sanford motioned to an off screen door and they walked off screen.

‘Well, nice to know they’re here too. Now to get rid of you for a while.’ The eyes disappeared from the screen and were replaced by text.

Percentage complete: 100%

teleporting to coordinates.

‘Uh oh.’

Sanford and Deimos stopped at the door and positioned themselves on either side of it. Through a series of hand motions they agreed on a plan. Sanford took out his hook and waited for Deimos to open the door. When it opened Sanford tossed the hook inside and snagged the top of a grunt’s head and yanked him back. The first guard to approach the door got a hook to the face for his trouble.

Deimos provided covering fire as Sanford advanced into the room using the guard’s body as cover. He felt bullets impact against the body and took out a couple of guards with his revolver. Deimos killed the farthest 1337 as Sanford tossed his cover at the last one which distracted him long enough to kill him with his hook. Deimos moved to cover the door as Sanford wiped the blood off his hook on one of the bodies before putting it away and walking over to the power generator.

Before he could do anything though, Deimos’ communicator rang out. Deimos checked and walked over to Sanford to show him what it said. Hint: it wasn’t anything good. Sanford and Deimos exchanged worried looks as the generator sparked to life. They started to back away from it when a loud bang sounded throughout the building and they were blinded by a white light.

There was a knock on the door, so Twilight walked over and opened it to reveal her friends.

“Hi girls, are you all ready?” Twilight asked.

“Yeah, we’re just waiting for you,” Rainbow Dash said as she hovered lazily over the group.

“Heh heh, sorry. I was just getting everything ready for tonight.” On cue, Spike walked over to them carrying a picnic basket. “Are we ready Spike?”

“Yep, everything’s set,” Spike answered. Twilight knelt down to let Spike climb on her back and the group trotted away from the library to the outskirts of Ponyville.

“This is going to be great!” Pinkie exclaimed as she bounced along.

“I agree, it’s not every day that a meteor shower gets arranged,” Twilight said, “The last one was really good, so I wonder what this one will be like.”

“Well, we’ll find out soon enough,” Applejack said. The group of friend engaged in various small talk (Pinkie being incredibly adamant in steering it toward sweets of some kind) until they reached the hill they would watch the shower from. Spike hopped off of Twilight’s back and they set a blanket down as well as the food on top of it.

“So, when is this supposed to start?” Rainbow asked as she settled onto the blanket and picked up one of the treats.

“In a couple of minutes Rainbow, just be patient,” Twilight answered. Rainbow shrugged and took a bite of her treat as the conversation continued until Pinkie started bouncing and pointed up at the sky.

“Look, it’s starting!” she exclaimed. The group looked up as the first of the meteors zoomed across the sky, followed by another, and then two more. Soon the whole sky was filled with shining trails which, combined with the stars, created a sight to behold. Fluttershy managed to look away long enough to see that she and her friends were the only ones on the hill.

‘That’s odd,’ she thought and looked back up at the shower. Fluttershy noticed something…odd about one of the lights. “Um girls… do you see that one that’s going in a different direction?”

“Yes, I just now noticed that,” Rarity said and looked over to Twilight who looked back.

“I don’t know, but I have to admit I’m kind of excited. Who knows what it is? I wish I brought my telescope.”

“Oh, maybe it’s an alien spaceship!” Pinkie said.

“Ya gotta stop hanging with Lyra,” Applejack said, “Yer way too impressionable.”

“Is it me or is it getting closer?” Spike asked.

“I think it is,” Rainbow said. The group watched the incoming object and prepared to run in case it got too close.

Hank shook his head a little and tried to stand up, but the building shook and launched him into a wall. When he actually stood up he realized the building was turned on its side so he was standing on the wall next to the door he came in.

‘That’s it? Weak,’ Hank thought and walked to the door, which opened so a 1337 agent could climb in. Hank punched the agent a couple and kicked him back down the corridor. He looked down and saw the agent crash through a window, which was replaced by a metal shutter. Hank jumped down the corridor and carefully looked out the window expecting to see the regular grey of Nevada.

Instead he saw that the building was burning through the atmosphere of a bright green and blue planet. He backed away from the window as a door opened on the ceiling and a grunt fell through. The poor fool thought he could take Hank and got strangled for the effort. Hank dropped the guard and looked outside the window again and found the ground was much closer than before. Fascinatingly enough, Hank could make out what appeared to be trees and lakes on the surface.

Hank looked at the dead grunt and then back to the window as an idea formed in his head. He didn’t know what would happen if he stayed inside, die most likely, but if did what he was thinking it could end in one of three ways. Either he would: miraculously survive the fall, die but get revived again, or die for good. Except for the second option, there was no way this could end badly.

With his mind set, Hank picked up the dead grunt’s body and jumped out the window with the grunt in front of him. The glass crashed around him and Hank held onto the grunt as hard as he could as he watched the building fly away. He looked at the ground and tried to steer toward a lake.

He was coming up short.

“That’s a building!” Twilight yelled as the object got into view. The building was a very drab gray as it burned on reentry. It roared at least a thousand or so feet above the group as it flew past them.

“Hey what’s that?” Rainbow asked and pointed at the building. It was hard to tell, but it looked like something was falling out of it. “I think it’s moving.”

“Somepony’s fallen out of that! Rainbow!”

“I’m on it!” Rainbow took off and accelerated toward the falling figure, unfortunately blowing right past it. Rainbow cursed and turned around for a second pass.

Something really fast and really blue flew right past Hank.

‘What was that?! A SAM?’ Hank looked back at the ground and winced at the sight of the fast approaching ground. He hit the ground grunt first and slid about twenty feet before getting thrown off. He guarded his head as he hit the ground once, twice, and then hit water.

He was disoriented from the impact and water started to fill his lungs. He followed the bubbles up and broke the surface just as his vision was starting to black out. Hank coughed a little and swam to the nearest shore, which thankfully wasn’t that far. Once he crawled on shore he coughed out the water and started to black out. Before he did a voice filled his head and he saw a bit of blue.

“Are you ok?”