Battlefields of Equestria

His eyes slowly opened to the blazing sun. Sand and dust coated his body as if he hadn't moved for ages. He remembered being in his bed last night, not in a desert.

Sitting back on his haunches, he took a quick check of himself.

His coat was grey. His mane was black with a white streak through the middle. His eyes were a dark blue color. He remembered nothing. His brain was traumatized from whatever teleportation or transformation happened to him. He wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not, it all felt so real. Eventually, he got his feeling back and felt something on his head. Atop his mane was a band connecting to an ear muff and a microphone over his right ear, the rest of his head was covered in a greyish green bandana. He was wearing a vest with several patches containing what looked like metal boxes with bronze objects in them. Around his neck was what looked like to be a piece of cloth in a greyish green material same as his bandana, but unlike the material that made up his vest which was a darker green.

He felt something fall to the ground with a distinct click of plastic on metal.

A pair of sun glasses fell off his head and tapped a long metal object standing on three legs, two in front making a V shape and one in the back. The majority of it was a long barrel, with a stick at the end. On top was a long telescope like object, which for its length, could probably see things some distance away. Under it was a handle for carrying near the front. A distinct metal box like the ones in his pouch, and a trigger system like on hoof-held fireworks. Sticking out from the back was a hollow block of metal, which almost looked movable, and a small stick holding it off the ground, most likely used for support. On the side it read in distinct silver scratches reading; SRR-61 Intervention.

There was a distinctly female and lady like cough that emitted from behind the stallion. He was startled and spun to his left and immediately recognized the mare sitting there on her haunches. She was a fashion designer by the name of Rarity.

Rarity was sporting the same headset as the stallion, with the addition of a square baseball cap over her mane and horn, and her vest was more rugged, containing more boxes, as well as multiple patches with a red cross for medical supplies. A pair of defibrillators was strapped to her side as well, not like the white ones in Canterlot, no these where brown and had a smaller battery with solar panels on top.

Rarity had a object at her hooves as well; It was a tan object, not like his which was black. It had multiple switched and a small appendage which could be pulled back on both sides. It had a grip at the front, a ways past the box and under the pole. Said pole supported a sort of thicker end for some reason unknown. It had a shorter telescope than the one on the stallion's, but it could probably see far things none the less. Unlike the stallion's object, its back was thick and looked solid, while his looked hollow and movable. It to read something: SCAR-H

Behind Rarity was a good friend of the stallion's, the professor of astronomy in Celestia's School of Gifted Unicorns, sitting on his haunches was Doctor Whooves.

The Doctor had the same headset as the stallion, but this time with a helmet covered in the same green material. His vest had so much of those boxes on it, it just screamed overkill. Two large belts of bronze covered his body, and a very large tube on his back that read; IGLA.

His object was black like the stallion's, but its box was green. It was more square, with the front shaping to a short pole. It had a V shaped support like the stallion's, but not one at the back. Speaking of, it looked solid, as of it needed to support a massive amount of push on it. It read, like the others on the side in white scratches; M249 SAW.

The final pony in the stallion's vicinity was a filly, \ she had a Orange coat and a Purple mane. The stallion didn't remember her, only thought she looked familiar. She was a pegasus like him, but her wings where too small for use, almost as if they hadn't grown since birth. She had the same headset as everypony else, but nothing on her head other than a pair of goggles. Her vest like ours had multiple boxes on it, but she had what looked like a small hoof held blowtorch. Multiple Clay-like objects reading C4 on them, darted her waist. When she tried to sit up, it looked like everything was to heavy for her.

By her hooves was another black object. The shortest of them all, it looked as if it had two poles at the front, but the top one cut off half way. With nothing under the pole, the box was not as big as everypony else's, and the trigger was her hoof size. The pole looked like it continued to the back, but it was much larger and had a curved pad connecting to it. On the side it read Galil ACE.

Just when everything seemed calm and the stallion was ready to start questioning the three others surrounding him, all four of them where forced to the ground on their back in a jolt of pain. The sky, which was originally blue, now had a grid pattern of grey. A large blue line shot across the sky, stretching from south to north.

"Welcome everypony, griffon, donkey, zebra, and minotaur." boomed a male voice the stallion had never heard before, the line pulsated as if reading his sound waves.

"You are now in Battlefield, you and your four creature team must eliminate, or ally with, all other teams, don't worry, if you die you will only disintegrate into nothing and be brought back into the real world"

"I cannot tell you what the prize is for winning Battlefield, but only know it is worth more than life itself"

"You will find that walking bipedal is easy and feasible, and the rifle before you is your weapon. Now, you may shoot your team mates now and go it alone, but this is your choice, you will also find you are already an expert with your given equipment"

At this point, there was gunfire and screaming afar off as some decided to go alone.

"The world you are in is not Equestria, it is four biomes, The south is the desert, the west is a city, the east is a jungle, and the north is a snowy mountain range"

"You all have new talents and weapons, use them well"

"You are at war now ponies, good luck"

The four ponies stood up on their two hind legs, easy enough, their pain had passed by now. They gave each other a once over, confirming they weren't going to shoot each other. The rules seems simple, very simple, but brutal. The stallion noticed something he didn't before:

Rarity read Assault on the right breast of her vest.

Doctor Whooves read support.

The filly read Engineer.

The stallion, looking down, read Recon.

And on all of them, on their left breast, read Sword.

They were a team.