Last bullet-

by Lone wolf from the East

Rating: mature
Tags: Tragedy, Human, Sad, Dark
Length: 5727

I've been sent here for help. Damn changelings! One last mag... one last bullet

It was to be a routine help. Just another visit in Ponyville… but this visit changed into a bloody masacre. Changelings attacked Canterlot. Again! Freaky bastards! I killed a lot of them, but now… I am sitting in empty room alone. I heard them hitting in door. C'mon and try to get me. Last bullet in my mag. What should I do now?

Editor: mikemeiers

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-04-28 04:30:02 UTC

Just another boring visit in Ponyville.

"Year 2012. Our scientists discovered a strange structure in an alpine cave. What is it, a big, iron horseshoe? Maybe it is some kind of portal. Our eggheads are looking for a way to active this thing."

"Year 2013, January. I heard a strange explosion from cave. I have no idea what they are doing down there, but I don't like it. I have very bad feelings about it."

"03.05.2013. Yes! I was right! It was a portal, but to where? Nevermind! We switched it on. Now we need only a maniac to throw himself into it. Maybe he will be back... who cares? If he die. we'll say, that a big rock smashed him."

"04.05.2013... We found a maniac... ME! Fuck! Ok. Calm down. Everything will be alright."

"Yeah. It was two years ago. I went through a portal and you won't guess where I landed... In pony world. Maaan.... That was strange, but nevermind. We worked together for two years. We gave those ponies weapons and technology, and they give us some magic. Not sure what use it would of been anyway. Everything was going well, until one night...

My name is Robert Dinoza. I am a member of international organisation called "Time Vortices" (TVO). This group of scientists and maniacs help Equestria with everything. TVO also has a military department. Those experienced bloodsuckers can destroy a whole army using just a spoon. Officially they are  called "Time Vortices - Special Service." They prefer another name: "Death's Claws."

And I am their leader.

As I said. In 2012 we found a portal to Ponyville. One year later, we switched it on and I went in as a "volunteer". Since then, we’ve had an active trade. We gave them some guns, and we took some magic. Maybe this is my last letter. To where? I don't know. Maybe you are thinking now: "Ok. Everything is fine, but what the hell happened?" Let's start  from the beginning.

March 23, 2015.

I was sitting at the computer, when the director came to my room.

                        "Dinoza. Pack your ass. You are going to Ponyville," he said with an innate delicacy.

                        "Why. I was there few days ago. Now it's Denison's turn." I got up from the chair and laid down on my bed almost as a protest.

                        "He'll go with you. Those ponies made a dinner party in Canterlot. You'll go there to protect the Princesses." The director sat down on my chair.

                        "Why? We gave them plenty of guns. I think they can take care of themself." I remembered all those weapons crates thrown into a portal.

                        "Yes, but our agent said that changelings were found in Ponyville. I think they're preparing something," he said, worried.

                       "Maybe we should send them a whole Armoured Division?" I joked,  He didn’t laugh back.

                     Getting up to leave, the director turned and said, "Maybe. Anyway, pack yourself and be ready in five minutes."

Yeah. Five minutes. Give me less, because I'll go to the brothel. Ok. There's no time to waste. I took my Marine Backpack and threw there some useful stuff. Awful MRE - this shit is dry as sand, but it can save my ass, two cans of cola drink. Who knows what is swimming in those drinks, three small cans of: ham, fish and vegetables - I won't eat anything there too, I took some four mags to my M4 SOPMOD with bullets caliber 5.56, which can blow up your head in close combat, three mags to my M9 - old, good M9. Rapid fire, good accuracy, 15 bullets in mag and nice muzzle velocity, my old Marine knife - my souvenir after my father, useful stuff, and two grenades M67 - just in case. I dressed my uniform and went out from my room. At the doors I turned back for sure I took everything. I nodded and went out.

  The corridor was empty.I turned right and went to the portal. In less than six months, we built a whole complex of concrete bunkers, underground hangars with full operational airfield and quarters for a crew. All within 14 square kilometres. It's our underworld.

                 "Dinoza! Wait for me," someone called behind me.

I turned to stranger. Yup. As I thought.

                 "Move your lazy ass Carl!" I yelled to him. He was on another end of the corridor, so I slowly continued to walk.

When he ran to me he was obviously tired.

               "C'mon. It was only 40 metres," I started to joke of him.

               "I was on a swimming pool." he tried to catch breath. "I just broke the standing record... four kilometres in fifteen minutes..."

I looked at him and smiled.

               "Why are you smiling? I beat your record!" he recovered his breath, and he was very surprised.

  I started laughing.

                "I beat my old record yesterday. Fourteen minutes and twenty-three seconds." I looked at Carl.

               "What? How?" he was shocked.

                "By swimming?" during a whole trip to the portal, he didn't answer anything. For three months he trained to beat me.

           "There you are. Our greatest soldiers," Sergeant Matt Jackson welcomed sarcastically.

    I looked at him with a friendly smile and  answered as sweet as I could, "Go fuck yourself." Matt Jackson was a typical bureaucrat. He served in the US army for twenty years, but he never saw combat. Why? I don't know. I think he's a simple coward, that's all. We both were in Iraq, when the Islamist's attacks reached a high point. There wasn’t a convoy with less than two destroyed vehicles. Yea... That was hell. But Jackson didn't know about that, and sent us on another patrol immediately after we came back from the last.

        Now I can tell him everything I really think about him, since I'm a lieutenant and he is no longer my CO.

  As I saw it, he wasn't too happy about this. Very well. Sometimes I want to send him to Ponyville and leave him there.

I and Carl stand in front of portal. We were maybe... five metres? Something like that. In front of us was a big, blue, gelatinous wall. I looked at Denison, and he looked at me. We nodded at the same time and jumped into this blue thing. Again this , awful, loathsome shit. I hated it. We stood there, inside this grease for three seconds before turning back and leaving the teleporter. We appeared in some Canterlot room. We left this small place  and went to find Princess Celestia. As always, she probably was on her throne in the Great Hall.

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       ""Death's Claws reporting for duties," I saluted  and stood at attention. Carl did the same thing.

                   "I'm glad you are here. Your presence will be very helpful. Parade rest soldier," said Solar pony.

                   "What happened princess? If I may ask," I rested my rifle on my leg and took off my helmet. It was very heavy.

                   "We found a changeling in the forest." Celestia got up from her seat and walked to the window.

                    "Maybe he lost his way or something like that," said Carl, he took off his helmet too.

                   "I don't think so. They must be planning something." Celestia was looking at the forest.

                   "Was he in interrogation?" I asked her.

                    "Yes, but he didn't tell us anything"

I gave her a surprised look.

                 "I thought you knew spells that can make prisoners talk?"

                  "Yes and I used them, but something blocked them. I felt a powerful magic barrier in his mind,"  she said.

                   "Do you think that changelings' magic can create so powerful mind blockade?" asked Carl as he walked closer to Princess.

Celestia was in a deep thought

                 "Impossible. More likely someone gave them some magic, but..." she interrupted her own sentence.

                 "...but?" I gently hurried up her.

                  "It wasn't an ordinary spell. This barrier was created by dark forces," she said, worried.

                  "Hmm... not good. What do you think?" I turned to Carl.

                  "Yup." he only nodded.

                 “What can you say about him?” I looked at Celestia.

          In her eyes I could see fear.

             “I am worried that black magic can induce  dangerous behavior. This changeling tried to kill us. Three guards had to hold him,” she said, shocked.

              “Hmm… interesting. Tomorrow I’ll check our protection,” I put my thumb on my chin. “Where is this insane worm-pony now?” I asked.

              “I ordered his execution. He was too dangerous,” she said.

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                 "Another boring visit to Ponyville," I said with weariness in voice while a pony lead us to our rooms.

                 "I don't think so. I have bad feelings about this. a very bad feeling." he looked serious.

I learned that when Carl says ‘I have bad feelings...’ it means we'll have a problems. It was the same in Iraq. He said then "I have bad feelings about this road" and the vehicle in front of us blown up, In Somalia... you know what happened? Two Black Hawks were shot down, because Carl said "I have bad feelings about those choppers".

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                "Here we are. Your rooms," said the guard pony before he went away. Our rooms were very close. Only a single wall  between them, so if something was to  happen with one of was, the other would hear it. We went inside  and started unpacking. When I finished I went to Carl. I came in and froze.

                "What?" he asked me with a mag in his hand.

              "Man... Why did you take those weapons? Do you plan on going to war?" I pointed at his small armory spread out on the floor. There were two M4 SOPMODs, 5 grenades, ten mags to M4s, six mags to M9, four claymores and a MP5 with twelve mags.

             "Oh come on, I like to have a big firepower." he smiled and took a mag from the ground. "Hey, look what I have here." he threw me a mag to a M4 SOPMOD. I looked at the first bullet. His tip was red... I knew what it mean.

                "Dum-dum ammo?*" I looked at my mate, and he smiled like a little kid.

               "Yeah." his eyes glowed like small stars.

               "You are fucking crazy." I threw back his mag.

                "Take it. Maybe it will be useful," he said throwing the  bullets to me again.

Yeah. Two guys throwing metal box, full of explosive bullets between themselves. Don't worry! We are professionals! Until this mag falls to the floor. Then we will be still professionalists but in pieces.

                "So what do you want?" Carl got up from the floor.

                     "I want you to stay with the princesses. I'll check their guns and meet with Sinking Armor." I put mag into my pocket.

                 "Shining Armor," he corrected me.

            I rolled eyes and raised my arms.

                "What does it matter? Armor is Armor." I went to the door and put hand on handle.

               "What if the changelings do attack?" Carl again sat down on the floor and start to clean his weapons.

      I turned to him and said with a smile, "Then do what we do best. Shoot to kill." I left the room.

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             "Show me where you keep your guns," I ordered to a soldier in a gold armor. I think he was a sergeant. The party will be for two days and I had to be sure that everything is prepared for probably attack.

              "Yes, sir!" he saluted and showed me the basement.

It wasn't so big. Only few hundred metres. Thick walls without gold decorations, which were in most of the castle. Some spiders webs under the ceiling, and big, black spiders running away from the light of our torch. Yeah. Beautiful place. So romantic. I should get here my girlfriend. "Hey look! A giant spider trying to eat your head! Isn't it so romantic?" Finally, the guard pony stopped near a big, old, wooden door. He took off the brass padlock and opened door. I entered into a dark room and started to light up the torches there. There were our boxes. Some were opened. That meant Shining Armor had started to train his soldiers to fight with guns. Good news.

               "How many did you unpacked?" I asked the soldier and started to walk around the empty boxes.

               "Forty," he answered.

He was right. There were forty empty boxes, but he still had around one thousand guns. It was bad news. He had two years and he trained only forty soldiers. Bad, bad, bad pony.

             "Thanks soldier," I said before leaving. I need to meet this Shining Armor, I thought, starting to walk faster.

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      I found the captain in front of the Great Hall, he was talking to somepony who left when I came closer.

                "Shining Armor. Death's Claws reporting for duty." I saluted

                "Good to see you lieutenant,"  he welcomed me. "Everything checked out alright?" he asked me.

                "Yes, but I have a question," I said.

                "What is it?" Shining Armor went into Hall.

                "How many ponies have you trained? The sergeant told me that you opened only forty boxes." I asked him with curiosity.

He stood and put his hoof on his chin.

              "Thirty one are  experts in shooting..." said thoughtful.

               "Only thirty one? In two years?" I was getting a bit mad at his incompetence now.

              "No. We trained forty, but nine of them are still in training. So what? We have peace with everyone so we don't need a rapid mobilization." he shrugged his arms. "Do you have some problems with this?" he asked me offensively.

              "No sir. That's all," I saluted and went away. He started to pissing me off.

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             March 25, 2015.

Yes. March 25, 2015. It was yesterday. I remember this day so clear.

This day started very casually. I woke up at 6 a.m. and ate a can of ham before washing up. Party was at 3 p.m so I had a lot of time for myself. For a few hours I  walked through Canterlot and latter, Ponyville. In the village I saw some soldiers from TOV-SS and knights. On the afternoon I took forty ponies with their guns into the forest for shooting range. Everypony had a special, small lever near the trigger, manufacturers didn’t predicted that their guns would be used by ponies. I put some dummies in the distance one hundred metres and I ordered the soldiers to shoot them two times. Eighty bullets cut the air, seventy six hit their mark. Most of them in the dummy's head’s. We practiced some close combat tactics and returned to Canterlot. It was 2 p.m so everything was ready and the first guests started to arrived. Twilight and the other princesses have already been here .I didn't see Carl. I told him to stay with Twilight. As soon as I finished dismissing his absence, I realized he was here too. He stood behind the throne, fully equipment. He saw me and nodded at my sight. I waved my hand to him and went to my room to prepare.

The party was boring. Some ponies in uniforms  moved through the Hall aimlessly. Some ponies were chatting, some eating and the others were walking around with the princesses. I was near the door with my gun ready to fire. Some fillies stared at me, so I didn't move. Maybe they thought I was a beautiful statue. Yeah... almost like a God of love and peace... with an assault rifle and two grenades. Apollo should be proud of me.

        Everything was alright. At five p.m there were a lot of ponies in the Great Hall, that’s when I started to get a bad feeling. I looked at Carl. He felt the same thing. Denison nodded to me and we unlocked our guns. Yes. Something happened. Crowd in front of doors started to push. Someone yelled something and panic has began. Everyone was screaming and trying to get inside the Great Hall.

              "What the fuck is going on there?" I heard Carl’s shout in my headphone.

             "I have no idea. Call the guards," I yelled back. He nodded and disappeared through the back doors.

A few minutes later everything was clear. Changelings flew over me and I engaged them with the pull of a trigger. DUM, and his head disappeared. Maan! I love those Dum-Dum rounds. I saw Carl lead our ponies with rifles. The rest of guards tried to calm down the crowd of confused partiers. Ponies started disappeared in corridors. I turned back and saw only few ponies left. The Great Hall was now full of soldiers. Twilight came to me and looked through a doors.

              "What happened?" she asked me, scared.

I pointed at a dead changeling in front of doors.

             "Changelings?" she was surprised.

             "Hey! Dinoza! You should look at this," called Carl, who stayed near a window. I went to him and looked through the window. I froze. Ponyville and the Everfree Forest were burning.

             "What are you looking..." Twillight was struck dumb. Carl moved to the doors, and closed them.

            "I need to go there! My friends! I need to help them!" Twilight started to panic and ran to the doors, but Carl stopped her.

             "No. I must to protect you, so you won't go anywhere," I said calmly and clearly. I turned to Celestia and Luna.

              "What are you gonna do now?" asked Celestia.

              "We must defense this place," I answered before going to our troops.

              "Set the perimeter. One will sitting at the door and looking for changelings. If he see something, let us know. The rest of all, build some barricade and take good fire position. Everyone covers everyone. Two ponies go for ammunition to basements," I ordered them and ponies spread out. |

              "What are we doing?" Carl asked me.

               "You stay here. I'll take some soldiers and we'll go look for the others," I answered and began walking to the door.

               "No. It'll be better if you stay here and plan a defense. I'll take five ponies with guns and go for the others." I stopped.

               "As you wish. We will be in radio contact," I patted him on his shoulder.

                "Yeah. Just like in Iraq." he smiled and went to the doors. "Hey! You! You come with me!" he pointed to some ponies near the them, and they followed him out.

A few minutes later, we had prepared the Great Hall for defence.. We built some cover and brought our ammo cases from basements. The princesses helped us too, especially with the heavy furniture. Only Twillight was sitting in a window, she was looking at Ponyville. When we finished our defensive line, I contacted with our HQ and I told them what is going on.

                 "Hold your position at all cost. We will send you reinforces," was the only response..

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                "Dinoza?! Do you copy?" I heard Carl's voice in my intercom.

                "I hear you loud and clear," I said. In the background I could hear gunshots and screams. "What is your situation?"

                "We have Applejack, Rarity, Spike, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy, but fluttershy is badly wounded. She lost her leg. We are close to Canterlot. I brought some of our boys. Be prepared  for..." his report was cut off by someone's shout, "Look out!"

I turned to my soldiers.

                 "Be ready. Allies incoming. Wait for a signal." I turned to Twilight who was still  looking out through the window.

I walked over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders, then turned her to face me

                  "We have your friends. Fluttershy is wounded so you must help her. Understand?" I yelled into her face.

She shook her head.

                   "I understand," she whispered confused and went for medicaments.

Celestia came to me.

                 "Don’t be mad at her. She never saw a dead body, especially one without a head," she whispered to me.

                   “Yeah. I know that," I said with a sadness.. I remember massacred bodies, after the trap’s explosion.

Suddenly I heard shout behind the doors.

                  “Incoming!" a soldier ran into the Hall.

                  "Take your positions and wait for orders," I said and hid behind a column. Footsteps became louder, louder and louder...

They were so close. And suddenly the doors opened with a powerful thud. Peoples and ponies ran into hall and jumped on a right side. Behind them flew changelings. Lot of black, worm ponies.

                  "OPEN FIRE!" I yelled as loud as I could. In one second, all of our gunshots fused into a single loud sound. Dead changelings were falling down like flies.

Dum! One head blown up. Dum! Another changeling lost a half of his face and his brain covered a nearby wall. Dum! And another worm body disappeared. I was shooting like a maniac, and parts of ponies started to flying through a whole Great Hall. The floor was covered by a green blood and torn bodies.

                 "Cease fire! Cease fire!" I shouted, when I didn't see any living changeling left. The tempest of bullets stopped. "Quick! Close the doors," I ordered. One soldier started jumping over parts of massacred bodies.

I came to Carl. He was sitting beside Fluttershy. The pegasus had lost her leg, and now she was bleeding out. Twilight sat next to her and bandaged her hoof. Or what's left from her. This yellow pony was pale as chalk and she was breathing very slowly.

                  "Where is Rainbow Dash?" I asked Carl, when he came to the window.

                    "I don't know. She was left behind. The last time when I saw her, she was surrounded by changelings. I think she is now in pieces somewhere in Ponyville," he said without any emotions.

                    "How does our situation look?" I looked through a window too.

Carl stood in silence for a few second.

                    "Robi... there is no fucking situation. Ponyville is overrun by changelings. Shining Armor is gone.  Most of our TOV-SS' soldiers died. Changelings killed everypony in the village. It isn't even war. It's a carnage," he stopped for a few moments, "We are fucked..." he finished.

I looked at the group of survivors. There were ten TOV-SS' soldiers and twenty other ponies including five knights with assault rifles.

I came to Fluttershy and Twilight.

                   "How is she? Will she be alright?" I asked.

                     "I hope so. She lost a lot of blood," said Twilight.

The pegasus was lying on her left flank with her closed eyes. She was breathing deeply. I put my ear to her body and I tried to catch her heartbeat. It was too slow and too quiet. If she'll survive a night it will be a miracle. I wouldn't tell Twilight though. She has already been broken.

                   "Did you contacted with HQ?" Carl asked us.

                    "Yeah. They said that they'll send us help." I got up from the ground.

I looked at my watch. It was 8 p.m and the Sun was heading down.

                    "Listen up." I turned to TOV's soldiers. "Night is coming. We must hold this position so there is no way out. Changing of the guard every half hour. Eyes wide open." finished with my orders I once again came to the window. The village was still on fire. This night will be very bright.

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11 p.m. I heard a murmur behind me. I tried to sleep, but I couldn't find rest again.

Something grabbed my shoulder.

                   "Robi? Are you sleeping?" asked me familiar voice.

                   "No. I can't. What are you doing Carl?" I turned to my mate. He looked around and lowered his voice as he could.

                  "I’m going for Rainbow Dash. She is still outside," he whispered and got up.

                  "Are you crazy? Those bloodsuckers will kill you." I got up too. "I’ll go with you," I said.

Carl smiled to me.

                    "Yeah. Good idea," Carl agreed.

I took my stuff, and we started to move slowly between sleeping bodies to the doors.

                   "Who's there?" We heard a human voice when, we came closer to the doors.

                    "It’s us. Robi and Carl. We are going for Rainbow Dash," I told the soldier.

                    "Should I wake them up?" he asked us from nowhere. Invisible guard. We didn't know where the soldier was, but we didn't bother looking for him.

                   "No. Let them sleep. Changelings are probably sleeping too, so they won't see us," I said, and we went through a doors.

                   "Good luck," wished us the invisible man.

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      We came out from the palace.

                  "Where was Rainbow Dash when you came into a building?" I whispered to Carl.

                   "Around one hundred metres this way," he said, pointing ahead.

                    "So move up, quietly," I said as we started to sneaking.

Don't think that it was something like, "We go in there like two idiots during a picnic". When one of us was changing position, second one cover him and change. Canterlot was ruined. How did it happened, how did we not know about an attack? When Carl saw a burning Ponyville, it was too late, because we would get there in one hour, so the changelings would have enough time to kill everypony and prepare defence. Why did they attack us? Anyway. We knew about it, or we should of known. Changelings in the forest? Yeah. He definitely must be lost. Poor, fucking worm. Shame that I didn't want to hug him. We should send more guards to Ponyville, because we had only twenty-five TOV-SS' soldiers, and few knights. Nothing more. Yeah. Fucking citadel. But... the princesses were safe. That is now the most important thing. But the most concerning thing is: where the fuck is Shining Armor? He was in Canterlot three hours before changeling’ attack.

Carls signal pulled me out from my musing. "Come here," he was on another side of street. I crossed the road fast, and hid behind him.

                     "What happened?" I asked silently.

He pointed at pile of dead bodies.

                    "Rainbow is there. See that tail?"

I looked more precisely. Indeed. A colorful tail protruded from this heap of changeling bodies. We came closer, and started  shifting the worm-ponies. There were many of them.

                   "Hey? Carl," I said quietly during digging in this piece of shit.

                   "What?"

                   "What do you think? Why did those ponies take so many guns from us?"

Carl  thought for a moment.

                 " Celestia said they had a rebellion in South," he answered unsure.

I stopped throwing bodies, and I looked at him with curiosity

                  "What rebelion?"

He straighten up and looked at the dark sky.

                  "Robi... I don't know. As Celestia said, a rebellion started in the South and Shining Armor had to train some soldiers to kill those rebels," he said, powerless.

                 "How many?"

                "Two hundred... those soldiers would destroy  Southern villages," said Carl with remorse. He felt guilty, because it was his business. He gave them weapon.

                "Let me guess. Shining Armor didn't want to kill civis?" I asked and returned to digging in bodies.

                 "Yeah. I wouldn’t be surprised if he  prepared this attack on Canterlot," he started to move bodies too.

                "Genocide for genocide? It nonsense." I was surprised. Why did the most faithful captain want to kill defenseless ponies? For protecting other defenseless ponies? It's absurdity.

                  "Look. What is better? Kill hundred of ponies, or destroy one village and castle?" he asked me. He was right.

                 "Now it's your turn," he said unexpected. I looked at him with surprise.

                  "What are you talking about?" I asked seriously.

                   "You know. Why did we take their magic?" he smiled.

  Yeah. I was a supervisor of the trade, but I didn't know why ponies wanted our guns. My task was only "keep eye on those boxes with weapons and magic stones".

                  "You know why. We made a new technology research, but we need a powerful energy source. And this magic is very powerful. But we are a human, so we can't take a magic in a clear form so ponies gave us their magic as magic, glowing stones," I said making pauses for a breath.

                  "What is this ‘new technology research?’." he looked at me. He wasn't working on this project. His task was only "Give them weapons".

I took a deep breathe.

                  "Super weapon. We made a new self-propelled cannon on Abrams' hull, which can destroy a whole city in one shot," I felt like a criminalist. But what can I do?

We stopped our discussion, when we saw Rainbow Dash. She was covered by blood, but she didn't lose legs or wings. Only some scrapes and wounds. Her condition wasn't so bad, but she would need  help as fast as possibly. She could catch an infection, because she was lying in dead bodies for few hours. Suddenly I heard a repressed scream of pain and surprise. I looked at Carl, and I saw a changeling with his horn pounded into Carl's chest. I grabbed my knife from my pocket and throw it into a worm-pony.

The blade hit him into his head, and green blood splattered Carl. He fell on the ground.

                   "Are you alright?" I ran to him.

                  "Yeah. He missed my lungs and heart. I’ll live. Take Rainbow Dash and get the fuck out of here," he said, and got up from the ground. He was bleeding badly.

I took the unconscious pegasus on my backs, and we ran to the palace. Now there was no time for caution. We had to get to the Great Hall soon. Luckily, no Changeling heard us, or we would easily be killed .

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                    "Who's th..."guard tried to ask, but we ran through doors before he could finish.

Every soldier jumped up and aimed at us with their guns. Bloody veterans. Fortunately nobody shot us. I put Rainbow Dash near Fluttershy, under a window, and turned back to Carl. He was behind us, but he was exhausted and pale. He knelt down and tried to catch a breath. Everyone surrounded him, and looked at him.

                  "What the fuck are you looking at? Help him!" I yelled as loud as I could, and put Carl on the floor.

Now people and ponies spread out and one of them brought Carl some water. I wasn't mad on them, because I would be shocked too when two guys with a wounded pony ran into a room in middle of the night. Two TOV-SS soldiers started to clear and bandaging wound.

I was sitting near a Carl, when Twilight came to us.

                   "Are you okay?" she asked, scared.

My friend looked at bloody stain.

                   "It's only scratch. Nothing more," he smiled. "What’s with Rainbow Dash?" he asked.

                   "She is okay. Only some slight wounds and broken leg. I've already bandaged her. She’ll be fine tomorrow," answered soldier helping Carl.

I love those guys. They knew what to do without an order.

I looked at the Celestia. She was sitting on her throne and looking at us. I waved her to came closer. Near her was Luna, but she was sleeping. Very deep...

                    "Why do you wanted to kill defenseless ponies on the South?" I asked her insolently, when she came closer.

She looked at me confused and shocked.

                   "Which ponies? What are you talking about?" she asked me with incredulous.

               "Don't fuck with me. I know what did you plan." I pushed her with venom in voice.

                "I really don't know what are you talking about." she was shocked. "Who told you such a thing?"

                 "Carl said that you told him you want to destroy a rebellion in the South." I was angry, but I didn't want to shout or speach much louder. I didn't want to make a panic.

                 "I never said that . Shining Armor told me that this weapon is necessary to keep Changelings far away from this land..." Celestia was confused.

                  "Hmm... So why did he train only forty soldiers..." I was lost in thought.

Celestia looked at me with astonished eyes.

                  "How did you know about it?"

I looked at her like she was an idiot.

                  "He....o my goodness..." I jumped up from the floor. Two soldiers, Twilight, Carl and Celestia looked at me with terrified in eyes.

                  "What?" asked a surprised Twilight.

I froze. That was so simple. Why I didn't think about it earlier?

                 "Did you invite Shining Armor?" I asked Celestia.

                  "Yes, but he couldn't come here. He was too busy. Why?" Celestia still don't get it.

                 "I was talking with him yesterday!" I almost yelled.

                  "How..." Twilight was confused.

                  "That means..." Celestia cut her own sentence short.

                  "We are fucked," Carl finished.

                  "Everything was planned. Those soldiers... We don't have guarantee for that, they are ponies. Those guns. Changelings don't want Canterlot. They want capture our TOV complex. My goodness." I started to walking around them.

                 "You mean to say that those ponies with our guns, they are changelings?" A medic got up.

                 "Yes," I answered seriously.

                 "But they killed so many of their brothers..." Carl couldn't believe it.

                 "It's just like a swarm. Reach a target at all cost." I stopped. "Ponyville, Canterlot... it's only a part of their plan... fuck," I whispered and put my fist through a wall.

                  "So what we gonna do now?" Celestia asked.

                 "We must kill them. All of ponies with guns." I turned to them.

                  "But what if, some of them aren't a changelings?" asked Twilight.

Celestia got an idea.

                 "Twi, do you remember your spell? This one which you used during Cadence's wedding?" Celestia looked at Twilight with a bit of desperation.

                 "Yes. I remember it," she answered with a hope in her voice.

                 "So let's do it. Kill them in their dreams. You two. Help us," I pointed at two soldiers near Carl.

It was bloody night.

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We killed thirty four masked changelings. Quietly and fast. Now we had only six ponies with guns. But we weren’t sure that the changelings didn't masked as humans. Twilight said that it isn't possible, so I calmed down a bit.

Unfortunately, the changelings attacked us the very  next day.