Chapters Max and Killer were snooping in the bushes, nothing red on, quiet as roaches. They were amazed enough to be insane. Serial Killer was listening to a conversation between a cyan pegasus with rainbow hair and a purple unicorn. "Did you see that big black thing float down and back up into nowhere?"
"Yeah. what do you think it was?"
"Dude, watch this," Serial Killer whispered.
"Dude, NO!"
He jumped out of the bushes and into the street with his arms in the air. "YEAAAAHH! FRICKIN' ALIENS! I KNEW THEY WERE REAL!" He ran up to the cyan pony. It was half as tall as him. He raised his hand back like a slap and patted the shoulder. "Hey, cuz! I'm Jimmy, but friends call me Serial Killer."
All ponies in the street looked terrified. "What? It's just a gun... I aint pointin' it at y'all."
Max came walking up to Killer's side and rifle butted him in the shoulder. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING, IDIOT? YOUR HEAD IS HARD, BUT YOU GOT SOME COMMON SENSE!"
The ponies were confused, but Max and Serial Killer explained the scenario. Then the ponies and humans knew each other's names. Rainbow Dash jumped up. "I'll be with the reds! They're reasonable." Everypony else stayed out of it. Then Rainbow followed the soldiers back to the base.
Serial Killer's first kill
11:51 P.M., five weeks after meeting the ponies, Serial Killer was talking. The Blue team's base was eight miles north of the Red team's base. The fighting had started two of the five weeks later. "Yeah, man. Everybody's been killin' Blues and everything, but every time I get to kill someone, something messes it up. Like no ammo, miss, pinned down, kill someone before I do, you name it."
Rainbow Dash, called Dashy, blurted out, "One question. If you guys were used to 'clone' more men, how come they have different styles?"
"Well," Max was answering, "it just makes a second man that's the same. Not the 'exact' same, but still. The same voice and face."
Out of nowhere, the alarm went off. Over and over, flashing red and beeping, "BUUM BUUM BUUM BUUM" The three picked up their rifles and ran through the halls. The different rooms were opening, the men were yelling, and the building was shaking. Then the three were outside.
They were looking around at the different buildings. Then a Red member sprinted toward them. "GET DOWN!" He tackled Serial Killer right behind an explosion and Max fell. Dashy got down, but not forced. Killer looked around. A Red member had a pistol behind sandbags. He put it over, raised up, shot some rounds, and five bullets hit him in the torso as he spun around and fell with blood flying out of him in all directions.
Serial Killer barely raised his head over a cargo crate. A bullet came in and hit the savior right in the face with vomit and blood falling out, right next to Killer. He got down the very second he realized. "Good GOD, that was close!"
Max yelled, "STAY HERE, DUDE!" He ran into the fire to get in a hummer. He drove in front of Dashy and Killer so the bullets wouldn't hit them. "GET IN!"
A helicopter flew over the fighting. It had a Red stripe on it's side. Then it shot rockets and machine guns at the Blue members, ripping them into blood, guts, and pieces. A rocket flew up and hit the chopper, busting it into pieces. A blade almost hit the Humvee, but it hit a different Red member and tore his legs off his body. "AAAAAAHHHHH, CHRIST!" He was so horrified. "AAAAAHHHHHH!" He spat a bunch of blood all over the ground and died.
Serial Killer was in the hummer, controlling the gun and T.O.W. missile. Dashy was leaning out the window and shooting. Then she got back in and yelled, "HOLD ON, GUYS!" A rocket hit the hummer and flipped it. They shook off the pain from getting banged up.Then they worked to get a door open.
"Well, I guess I aint gettin' a kill tonight, am I?" He laughed and let out a sigh.
The shooting and explosions stopped. Max noticed. "Shh! Listen."
The three of them yelled, "IN HERE! HELP!" The Red team got them out in two minutes. A guy asked if anyone needed a medic, but they said no. Then Serial Killer grabbed a pistol off the ground. He saw that there were three Blue hostages.
"Hey, can I guard those guys?"
"Go for it."
They were brought into the detention center for a way to scare the Blue team into not striking for a while. One was going to be questioned about the Blue base. A seargent stepped in front, and told Serial Killer to escort one over. He smacked a Blue in the side of the head with his pistol and yelled at him. "Get over there!" The Blue fighter got up and wandered toward the seargent. Serial Killer shot him in the back. Then he slowly started to smile.
"Dammit, boy, send another one over here. 'Alive' this time." Everyone laughed.
That night, Serial Killer was playing blackjack with Max, Dashy, and five other guys. One got curious. "So, why do they call you 'Serial Killer?' It's weird."
"They just think I'm crazy."
"oh."
Then lightning flashed and thunder cracked. A tall hooded alicorn appeared in the dark. She was pissed off. "DO YOU CREATURES THINK I CANNOT SEE YOUR COMING AND DESTRUCTION!?"
Max jumped up and started yelling. "YOU BETTER NOT COME DOWN HERE RAISING HELL WITH US!"
"YOU WILL BE STRUCK BY LIGHTNING!"
"I'll blow your DAMN BRAINS out!"
Then it was silent for a few seconds until they both started laughing. "Why are you creatures down here? Why were you killing each other and destroying this land?"
"We can't come to an agreement."
"So you destroy each other. Dost thou find it unreasonable?"
"Sure."
Serial Killer blurted, "I'm goin' to bed." He walked into the barracks.
The next morning, Serial Killer walked outside to see if anything exiting would happen. A seargent stopped him and told him he was going to ambush a Blue convoy. He jumped into a hummer, and was followed by two others. There was fifteen men including him. Twenty minutes later, they stopped and hid the vehicles off the road, then hid themselves.
When the convoy finally showed up, it had two hummers, a tank, and infantry everywhere. Serial Killer was bored, and just shot up three Blue guys. Then bullets and rockets flew into the convoy from all directions. When the smoke cleared, there was blood, guts, body parts, and burning vehicles that were blown apart.
The Red team went into the wreckage to kill survivors. Then they noticed one Red member leaning on a tank. He was pale. "You alright, dude?"
"I'll be fine." He was behind it where they couldn't see his torso. Then he coughed blood and blood clots all over the top. When they went around, he had a black hole in his chest with blood all over his shirt and pants. "I'll be fine, man." He leaned forward and vomited blood, then fell over. "Kill those Blue faggots. I'm done, man." Serial killer survived though. Then they went back to the Red base after they took up all the supplies they could get.
A month later, nothing happened since the Blue convoy had been killed, except infantry rushes and single intruders. Serial Killer had been with Dashy, and realized that she switched from a comrade to a girlfriend, which he found mildly awkward. She saved him sometimes, and he saved her sometimes. The reason they got into romance was because they got assigned to the same guarding point, which was patrolling the command center.
Mostly it was quiet. Blue intruders and infantry break-ins only happened once a week, and the Red team was also doing it. A lot of pony thugs fought on both Red and Blue sides just so the police wouldn't find them. Serial Killer was thinking about all the close calls he had with the Blue team. He couldn't believe he hadn't died yet.
He was guarding at night only, from 6:00 P.M. to 6:00 A.M. This was Saturday, and there wasn't a problem with the Blue team this week. So he knew it was coming. All night nothing happened, until 2:37 A.M. The base was being rushed. He heard gunfire. "boom.... boom boomboomboomboom." Then the alarm went off.
He started thinking while running, "God, if I get killed, don't let it be by a pony, PLEASE! Let it be a guy." He ran out of the building, and the first thing he did was go to a hummer. He sprinted toward one, and when he opened the driver door, a bullet came in and hit the door right by his face. He jumped in and picked up four random Red members and got into the gun controlling seat.
It was a huge advantage, until a bullet came in and shot the driver in the head, exploding it and letting brains fly everywhere. The hummer went out of control and Serial Killer bailed out. Then it crashed over a Blue explosive expert right as he shot a rocket and the hummer jumped in front of it. The vehicle gushed blood from all the windows.
Then Serial Killer heard someone running up to him and yelling. He looked, and it was a Blue guy with no ammunition, about to fight with his fists. Serial Killer couldn't fight correctly, but he could still hit hard. The first thing he did was kick the Blue guy in the ribs, then in the shin. Then he just punched from the side and hit him in the face, and it knocked him down. He stomped on his face until it was a bloody pulp.
After he picked up an SMG, he got on the ground and crawled to a pack of Red members. They were pinned behind sandbags for a few seconds, and the fire and explosions were dying down. The Blue team had retreated. "TAKE 'EM DOWN, GUYS!" Bullets flew everywhere toward the Blues, and all of them were chopped down into guts. Serial Killer lived another night.
Then his arm burned. When he looked, there was a big cut, but he didn't know what from. He went to an ambulance, and they wrapped up his wound. They gave him some needles and told him to take one every morning.
Serial Killer's first intruder
Two nights later, at 12:02 A.M., the alarms went off and the radio was heard all over the base. "ALERT! BLUE INTRUDER! BLUE INTRUDER! PROTECT THE RADIO!" Serial Killer and Dashy went for the communication room. They saw a guy laying on his side by the barracks being inspected. Dashy went over, and came back. She said he was shirtless, dead, and there was a blue shirt found behind the war factory. They continued to the communication room.
While they were running, Serial Killer told Dashy, "Do NOT split up. That just makes it harder for us to survive."
They got to the room with the radio, but it was locked with a digital passcode. "Shit! What was the code, Dashy?"
"I don't know!"
"Ok. I know what to do. Uuuhhh....... one, nine,..... two,..... uhh.... two!" It flashed red. "One two three four!" It flashed green. "We need something better." A group of five guys came running, and Max was one of them.
They busted the door open, and they were all yelling. "AAAHHhhhh, hey, it's fine."
A voice was in the doorway. "Is it ok?"
"Yeah." Someone in the crowd answered, and the guy in the door moved on.
Serial Killer was thinking. He put a note on the door that said, "IF YOU ENTER YOU WILL DIE" Then he was talking. "The spy needs to destroy that radio so we can't request evacuation from this planet. If he doesn't think so, he's an idiot. So, he's gonna need to get in here. If anyone comes through that door, they're gonna die. Now let's all set our guns on the same wall, and don't touch them." Everyone did. "Now everyone stay calm." He pulled out a pistol and gave it to a familiar guy. "Life and death of you're friends is in your hands." "Now before you shoot someone, realize that the Blue can be out there OR in here. We don't know. What we do know, until someone dies out there, or hell breaks out in here, nobody's leaving."
Two minutes had gone by, and the General came to say, "If you guys in there are trying to figure out who the spy is, he's not out here."
"So that means one of us has to go."
The guy with the pistol looked around, and without thinking, shot and killed a bystander. Serial Killer punched him in the face and took the gun. "WHAT ARE YOU DOIN'? DON'T GET 'STUPID' ABOUT IT! Now.... there's six of us." He saw one guy standing in the corner. He talked with everyone openly. Then someone walked off, and when someone looked to him, he was on the floor with a bloody neck. Everyone panicked.
A guy was walking to Serial Killer. He pointed the gun and his arm was grabbed. Serial Killer and the spy were moving all over the room with their arms switching directions. The gun went off nine times, and was turned to the Blue member. The trigger was pulled, and skin holes opened up on the chin and on the top of the head with blood and pieces of bones falling out. The intruder was dead, but Max was on his back, teeth gritted and eyes closed, blood all over his chest and the floor.
The year 2046, the war starts
There was a man named James, called "Serial Killer," and his friend, Max. They lived in Washington, D.C. and were voting their opinions to congress for how they can end the war in Iraq. They both said that the military should put on gas masks, drop nuclear bombs, and sweep for survivors. The governor brought them into a meeting with all U.S. generals to discuss what they said. Two minutes into the conference, there was yelling.
"DAMMIT! WE CAN'T DO THAT!" one general was yelling.
"It's the only solution for peace," said another.
They were in halves now, and no one could decide what to do. Then a general was killed in a drive-by three nights later. The criminal shot himself in the face when he was caught by federals. A general arguing oppositely to that one was kidnapped and found dead two weeks later. Then Serial Killer and Max were taken onto a space ship, and given assault rifles, body armor, and red shirts.
They were told that they were fighting to aggressively gain peace. When they saw that Serial Killer was a better fighter, they cloned him, and used his clone to clone more men. A week later, they were setting up bases on different planets. They went to a different galaxy afterwards, and saw a planet that looked like Earth.
They set up a base, and saw a village. Serial Killer and Max were stationed in the base. Now, that the supply drop zone, barracks, war factory, command center, strategy center, rocket turrets, and satellite were all set up, Serial Killer and Max were sent to investigate the town.