Your Human And You: Feet First Into Hell

Maelstrom felt a surge of pressure as the pod door burst open, releasing the trooper into the unknown world. Around him, six other pods hissed open as well, revealing the entirety of Fire-team Nightmare.

"Everyone good?" he called out.

"I think my bags are still bouncing," Icepick commented, the sarcasm almost palpable from her voice, "but I'm alright."

"No broken bones, I'm good," Black Eye shouted.

"If anyone needs their fun-bags checked, I'm sort of qualified," joked Cowbell.

"Think I hit my jaw when the chutes opened," commented Blind, "but other than that, nothing major."

"Sputnik, you alright?" they heard Melt speak by the collapsed trooper. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Sputnik responded by raising a middle finger to Melt.

"Shit-head's alright, sir."

The ODSTs laughed at the response before Maelstrom began to remove his weapons from the side of the SOEIV. As he did, he heard several other pods being emptied as well. Maelstrom pulled out the M7S and checked the magazine before reaching to his side to find the M6C/SOCOM secured in its holster.

"Everyone got their gear?" he asked while turning back to them.

The rest of the squad, save for Sputnik and Melt, were also removing their weapons from their respective SOEIV pods. Black Eye pulled out an M45D Shotgun from his pod and pumped a fresh round into the chamber with a satisfying sound before nodding to Maelstrom. Blind slung his Sniper Rifle over his right shoulder while Icepick and Cowbell were still pulling equipment from theirs. Melt, however, was kneeling over a large metallic case as he spoke to the group.

"Anyone want some Covie weapons?" he offered while reaching in.

The group remained somewhat silent as he pulled out a Covenant Carbine, the handle coated with dry dark-blue blood.

"No? Alright then, I'll save 'em for later."

Cowbell grunted as he pulled out an M41 SSR MAV/AW and a large bag that, without a doubt, held rockets for the massive weapon.

"Really?" Maelstrom asked as he watched Cowbell place the weapon on the ground.

"Sir, we only had a few seconds to prepare for an emergency drop. I had to take what I could get... sir."

Maelstrom shook his head slowly as the ODST placed the rocket ammo on his back. As he did, Icepick pulled out an M395 Designated Marksman Rifle from her pod, as well as a large bag with a red H on the center of it, identifying it as a Med-Kit.

Before anyone else could say anything, a human-like scream was heard from somewhere close. The ODSTs raised their weapons and began to comb the area before Blind lowered his rifle and pointed towards a downhill slope.

"That way!" he called out.

"Troopers, ready to move!" Maelstrom ordered before they all ran for the source of the screams.

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Meadow cringed as the human was struck again by a large, burly unicorn with a dark red coat and a black mane and tail.

"Come on," he spoke in a gravely voice, "GET UP!"

Brick kicked the small human male again, sending him sailing through the air for a few seconds before a dark orange glow surrounded him, slamming the human into the dirt. The large unicorn charged at the limp form before turning around and bucking him straight into the side of a train car. Several humans backed away from where he impacted, and remained silent as he shook on the cold, hard dirt.

"You see this!?" Brick shouted at the humans in the train. "This is what happens when you go fucking what isn't yours!"

Meadow felt hot tears run down the side of her face as Brick went back to slamming the human into the ground with his magic. She could feel the ground shake slightly upon every impact, along with the light trickle of blood from the poor human.

'Please, dear Celestia, send somepony to help,' Meadow prayed silently, unaware of the seven pairs of eyes now aiming at the unicorn.

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"Ho-ly shit," Blind commented.

"What the fuck is this!?" Cowbell hissed.

"Why the Hell are there aliens harboring civies down there!?" Sputnik almost shouted.

"Quiet!" Maelstrom ordered. "We're not gonna get any answers by just sitting here, and watching while that... thing, is killing a defenseless civilian! Blind, take out the red one. Black Eye, Icepick and Melt, on me. We're capturing the white one while everyone else checks the rest of whatever that transport is."

The ODSTs all tapped their helmets in response, lighting up Maelstrom's Heads-Up Display with six green indicators on his roster.

"Let's move!"

Maelstrom, Black Eye, Icepick and Melt all clambered over the edge of the hill and slid down the dirt slope as Blind laid on his stomach, lining up the scope with the red creature.

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Meadow jumped back as Brick threw the limp form of the human at her hooves, trembling in pain as his arms stuck out at an odd angle.

"Oh, you're not going anywhere, you tail-lifter!" Brick shouted. "I put on this muscle just for you, and you just slink away towards the nearest human you can find!? Oh, no, no, no, no, no! I'm going to show you just what you missed out on, one broken bone at a time!"

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As soon as it stood still, seemingly speaking to the other creature, the Helljumper pulled the trigger, cracking the silence of the night with thunder as the weapon sent out a personalized invitation to Hell.