Battlefields of Equestria

"What the buck" were the stallions first words of the day. Waking up in a new world, having the strange ability to walk bipedal, being armed to the teeth with weapons that were scrapped thousands of years ago that are now modern, and being put on a team with three other ponies and being told to kill everypony, or ally with those you can, is not a good morning.

"Sir, there are children!" shouted Rarity, gesturing to the filly.

Rarity began to take a look at the fillies gear "Here let me get that off you, Scootaloo."

The filly, apparently named Scootaloo, shook her off, "Didn't you hear what that guy said Rarity? Were at war!"

"Yes and thats why we should get it off you! A battlefield field is no place for a filly!" Rarity shouted, starting an argument with the filly.

"I'm old enough to take care of myself Rarity..." Scootaloo said, giving Rarity a spiteful look.

"The fillies right" the Doctor said, before Rarity could continue the argument. "We need to get to safety and make a plan, where exposed out here. We're not ponies anymore, we're soldiers. We might as well forget our past and start acting like an army."

The stallion took a quick look at the surroundings, they where in the middle of a flat plane of sand, to the right was flat land, but he could see rocks in the distance, to the left and north where dunes, and to the south was more flat sand.

"Those rocks look like our best bet" He said. He coughed after saying a more lengthy statement. The stallion caught his breath and fixed the dryness of his mouth.

"What rocks?"  The Doctor questioned.

"Those rocks, to the west" The stallion said again. He pointed out to where he clearly saw rocks.

"We can't see any rocks dear" Rarity stated. Giving the stallion a confused look.

"Hey didn't the wavy line say we had new talents and abilities? Maybe he can see things far away" Scootaloo suggested. Shockingly, it made sense.

They all gained new abilities and talents. Still with their remaining cutiemarks.

The Doctor gave a gesture to where I had said the rocks are, "If he says they're there, they're there." he began walking, bipedal like it was nothing, toward the west only turning back to notice nopony was following him. "Well come on then! We're dead if we're staying here!"

Nopony moved.

The stallion sighed, "The Doctors right, I'm sorry Rarity, but we're all in the war here."

"But I---umm, what was your name again?"

"It's nothing to you. You call me Recon." The Stallion said. He came up with this excuse to hide the fact that he still didn't know his name. He was wondering why the Doctor had not said anything yet, but he disregarded it, and kept on with his reasoning. "We may as well act like each other and live to tell the tale."

Rarity pondered this. Before she could speak up, Scootaloo made a statement,

"Recon is right," she said. "We're a team, so lets work together, as friends."

Scootaloo held her hoof out to Rarity, who was still leaned back on a rock. She helped Rarity up, and began walking after The Doctor, Rarity followed and I made up the rear.

A shot rang out in the distance as they made their way to the rocks.

Conversation strung up between the group, The Doctor and Recon explained the work at Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns, Recon's profession in biogenic engineering and molecular construction and studies, and The Doctor being an astronomy professor. Rarity talked a bit about her work in Ponyville. Thats when Scootaloo chimed in, she talked about her and the CMC, and how they should look for another filly named Apple Bloom. Rarity spoke about her friends, the elements of harmony, and how they should find them too. Recon didn't say much after that, he didn't have many friends. The Doctor is nice, but he was always so...busy. Other than the occasional stallion or mare he talked to when with the doctor, there wasn't much friendship in Recon's life. Not that he could remember at least.

Recon noticed they had arrived at their destination, where they had been for about five minutes, in the rocks. Rocky spires and massive boulder sprang up around the ground, as we were passing rather close to a rock on the left side of some sort of dirt path. Recon could faintly make out something in the distance, but he couldn't identify it before The Doctor raised his right fore hoof, and snapped. "Shhh!"

Everypony stopped.

The Doctor crouched down to a stealthy position and gestured to us to do the same, we followed. Rarity spoke up, not whispering, "What is it dear, why are you in such a panic all of a sudden?"

"Shh!" The Doctor said. "Something's here...I can feel it."

"New powers?" Scootaloo chimed in.

"SHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" The Doctor said. We remained silent.

"State location..." Recon whispered.

"There's only one, they're somewhere up ahead" The Doctor replied quietly.

Recon moved to the front of the group, and lifted up the long rifle he had and looked through the scope. Aside from the randomly placed rocks, there was nothing that stood out.

"I can't see anything." Recon said.

The Doctor made no response for a few minutes, there was a muffled beeping coming from his rifle, he had a motion sensor that lit up in a blue light as it went off slowly.

It stopped beeping

"It's gone..." The Doctor said, astonished.

"Where was it last?" Scootaloo asked.

"It looked like it was right in front of Recon, but it's gone." The Doctor stated.

"Uhh...uhhh.." Rarity muttered. She fell back and pointed to the top of a rock..

The Doctor, Scootaloo, and Recon looked up to where Rarity was pointing.

Standing atop the rock they where positioned at, was a wyvern. It had a large head with a leather crest and two long horns. Its body was long and sleek, and covered with sharp scales. It had two large leathery wings with scaly plating on the muscle. The scales on the top half of its body where red, and the underside that where a tan color. Giving it natural camouflage. Its two legs looked powerful, and menacing, featuring three toes with long claws on them. Its tail was nothing short of big, and looked like it could smash a pony to bits.

It pounced, landing atop Recon and bashing The Doctor aside. Scootaloo lifted her gun, and squeezed the trigger, the Galil let out a volley of bullets out of the barrel as it shot Scootaloo back from the recoil. She fell back and regained her stance. She tried to fire again but had no ammo.

Rarity turned and fired at the wyvern, striking it in the leg. It got off me and charged at Rarity, jaws open. She was paralyzed, just as it was about to bite her head off, The Doctor had regained himself and jumped in the way, bracing the full force of its jaws around his waist. The monster shook him as his blood spilt all over the ground.

Recon grabbed his gun and fired at the wyvern, his left ear fell flat as the sound of Intervention was astonishing. When the bullet struck the wyvern, it took off its left wing in a geyser of blood from the .50 caliber bullet that just tore through it. The bleeding, and screaming, wyvern threw The Doctor into a near by rock a few meters across the plain. His still streaming blood traveled with him staining the rock. Recon had made his way over to a blood coated Rarity and pulled her over to Scootaloo.

The wyvern turned around, after letting out a screech, and charged them.

It would have killed them if it hadn't been blown to pieces, by something large and explosive. The impact knocked the ponies unconscious.

"What... What just happened?" Rarity said, waking up.

Scootaloo was cleaning the blood off her vest, and flatly said, "Big Mac."

Recon woke up, looking at the towering red pony. He got up, hooves on a small weapon just in case the stallion was going to attack.

"What are you going to do to him?" Recon asked.

"He looks pretty bad, theres a cave a ways north a here. Ah can take ya there." Big Mac said. For such a big pony, Big Macintosh was nothing but cautious. "...but ah need to know y'all wont shoot me in the back when we get there. I don't fall quickly, you'll be dead before you can put a second bullet in me." Big Mac sounded a bit morbid, and a hint of being upset, but the ponies trusted him nonetheless.

"I know you Big Mac, of course I trust you." Rarity said, deprived of any blood coating her. She gestured the Doctor. "He does look certainly horrible, we should get him to safety as soon as possible."

"Follow me" Big Mac said, picking the Doctor up over his shoulder and walking to the cave.

Rarity picked up Recon and The Doctor's gun with her magic, carrying hers in her forehooves. Scootaloo walked beside her, idly talking about her friends and the CMC. Recon, on the other hoof, made his way up to Big Mac and The Doctor, who was still unconcious. I immediately noticed that he was Support like The Doctor, and that his team strap read Stonehenge. He also noticed the difference in his equipment. He supported a gun with scratches that red SPAS-12 Dragonbreath Shotgun. It had the same hoof trigger design, but with a black body and a pump for the barrel and a underbarrel for some other use.

Recon noticed Big Macs gear was different too, he wore a Bandana like Recon, but his was done in a band, while Recon's covered his mane. He also had plating on his suit, mostly on his shoulders and arms, but also some on his breast and waste, on his left shoulder it read 'Breach and Burn', Recon could only imagine what it said on the other. The rest was covered in orange shells for his Shotgun, and large objects that resembled explosives as well as a knife. On his back was a long metal tube, not as long as the one The Doctor carried, which was now in the grasp of Rarity's magic, but big nonetheless. It looked like it had another V shaped support but with a metal pad and antenna for a base, above that was a large hoof trigger. His sunglasses had an antenna on them too. The tubes scratches red; AppleBuck Mortar.

The ponies continued walking for about an hour, and finally reached the cave Big Mac mentioned. It was a quaint little hole-in-a-rock. About five meters back and three across. Rarity immediately went to work dusting it off with a medical cloth. Big Mac set down the Doctor and convinced Rarity to use her medical supplies on him rather than on the floor. Scootaloo took no hesitation with throwing down her rifle and falling asleep on her back at the far end of the cave. Recon, on the other hoof laid down on the cave exit and propped up Recon's rifle on its supports.

Recon began to count the boxes on his vest, "One, Two...Six, plus the one in use, which means--"

"Thirty four bullets." Big Macintosh cut in. The large stallion placed himself on the other side of the cave entrance, which was only three meters across, then widening to the caves full length. Big Mac pulled out a canteen from his vest and passed it over to Recon, he gladly took it and had a drink. Big Mac began to speak again."Ya'll know his names ain't Doctor Whooves right?"

"Yea, its Time Turner isn't it? He never liked that name, thats why he calls himself The Doctor" Recon gave a small chuckle, "His name, both of them, have nothing to do with astronomy."

"Hmm."

Recon tossed the canteen back to Big Macintosh, he took a sip then put it away. He idly began scraping on a stone with a knife he pulled from his vest.

"What happened to you? Wheres the rest of Stonehenge?" Recon asked, with extensive curiousity.

Big Mac stopped scraping on the word 'Stonehenge'. His forehooves collapsed in his lap. "Ya'll really want to know?"

Recon gave a nod, Big Mac gave a sigh and resumed his scratching while he told his story;

"When Ah came too, Ah was with Granny Smith, Braeburn, and Applejack. After that line in the sky explained the rules, me and Applejack grabbed our gear and rushed off to find Apple Bloom, we got about five trots before ah herd Braeburn shout, don't rightly know what he said, but that don't matter no more. Why Ah left Granny...Ah don't know, maybe Ah trusted Braeburn. Ah shouldn't have. Before Applejack could turn a shot rang out, Granny's head was blown apart. Ah did my best to cover Applejacks eyes, but Ah couldn't stop mahself from beating his skull in" Big Mac pounded the ground with a nearby rock as his face flushed redder than before. The other ponies could tell he was angry as he spoke. "By the time ah was done with the bastard Granny was disintegrating and disappearing, so was Braeburn. Ah turned to find Applejack, but she was already gone." Big mack pulled out a small gun from his waist, even smaller than Scootaloo's, it had a wooden handle and a drum for bullets. A small hammer and a barrel finished the firing system. It red Raging Bull. "This was Grannies, ah know she ain't dead, but it feels like she is."

A tear fell from Big Mac's eye as he finished his scraping. On the rock was a ponies skull atop a sword. He reached out a hoof, "Ponies need somethin' to follow, somethin' safe."

Recon returned the hoofbump, Big Mac's right shoulder and team stamp shined a bright white for a second, and reappeared with the same symbol on his shoulder of a sword and a skull, and the patch read Sword.

"Lets give em somethin' to follow"

He stabbed the knife into the ground.

"Friendship is magic, and were gonna uphold it."

Recon nodded, whoever, or whatever put them there, was going to regret it. There is going be a war, but when we win...we will take him down...

...and there isn't anything that will stop us.