Battlefield: Equestria (Part 2) The New Threats

"Careful Reck. Watch it." Recker snapped out of his daydream of him and Pinkie and kept driving. He couldn't help it, he hadn't seen her in two months. Once they got the news that the Russians and the Changelings working together, Reck went to ponyvile to get his stuff and say his goodbyes. He was also given another night at his house to rest up. Pinkie came over that night and...well...lets just put it as this: They got on his bed and made out, and then the pants hit the ground and...you can fill in the blanks. So much for 'never going to screw a pony'. He looked at the road ahead.

"You sure they are at the ruins of this place? They really destroyed the Crystal Empire." Pac looked over to Recker.

"If intell is right...then they are in the castle."

He stared thinking about Pinkie again. He began to veer off course. Irish put a hand on his shoulder.

"Reck, whats going on man? Is it those ponies?" Recker never told them about him and Pinkie for obvious reasons.

"Yeah, they are my friends, I haven't seen them in two months." Pac butted into the conversation.

"Listen Reck, they are cool to be around, especially that Rainbow on-"

"Rainbow Dash?"

"Yeah, her. But still, I know they have a place in your heart, but you need to let it go for now. We will get the intell and get out without getting spotted. Then we will get to go back to base."

Reckers eyes widened. The base they where in was at ponyvile, He would get to see them again.

Recker stopped the car, got out, and looked in awe in what fell before him. "Holy shit."

Irish stood right next to him. "You took the words right out of my mouth." It was a wall. Well...not a wall, but it acted like it, separating them from the snow storm and the warm spring day.

"I guess this is why Shining told us to dress warm and bring the snow goggles." Recker said, still looking at the invisible wall.

"Well Reck, we are awaiting your order." Irish and Pac said at the exact same time.

"All right Tombstone, lets gear up!"

They got their guns with suppressors and put their goggles on. They took a duffle bad out of the trunk for the any info they found. They stood just outside the storm.

"Do ya think we can get through?" Pac said. Recker looked at him.

"Only one way to find out."

Reck took a deep breath, and walked into the storm. Even though they had layers, they where still cold as hell. The storm made it so they could only see two feet in front of their faces.

"How do we even know where we are going?" Irish screamed against the storm, but the winds made it sound like a whisper.

"Shining has done this before. He said just keep going straight and we will hit it." Reck screamed.

"You trust those ponies WAY to much dude." Pac screamed. Eventually, they hit a spot where their was no storm, it was a dome like shape. And in it, was the Crystal Empire. Reck gave Pac an 'I told ya so' look. "Come on, lets get the Intel and get out." Reck moved ahead with Irish and Pac behind him. The town was at a state of ruin. Houses where collapsed and destroyed. Every corner had a guard stationed at it. The castle looked like the only thing that was untouched.

Recker stopped at the entrance of the town and ducked behind a house. The place was crawling with Russians and Changelings. "Fuck me. There is too many of them."

Pac sighed. "I guess we have to sneak our way into the castle."

Irish agreed with him. "Yeah, that sounds really smart."

Reck pulled out wolf tooth. "Okay, put have a knife ready incase someone, or something spots us." They all did the same. Tombstone squad made their way to the castle. They only had to take out one Russian who saw them. With a quick flick of the wrist, Recker imbedded his knife in his head. Irish and Pac hid the body and continued to follow Recker. Eventually, they made it to the castle.

"Reck," Pac said. "What exactly are we looking for? A hard drive with info? Blueprints for something they are working on?"

"Anything that looks useful," Recker said. "Blueprints, hard drives, notes, maps, anything the holds info."

"Right on." Irish said.

"Okay," Recker cleaned the blade of his knife. "Lets do this." Tombstone silently made their way into the castle. Surprisingly, it looked empty.

Pac looked nervous. "I don't know man. This doesn't look fucking right."

Reck agreed with him. "Yeah, maybe they are all having a meeting or something. I don't fucking know."

Irish looked over to a door. "Shhh!" He started to whisper. "Reck, see that? There is a light coming from underneath that door." Recker looked at the door. He was right. Either something left a light on, or they are still in there. "Okay," Reck whispered. "On my lead." He made his way to the door. He slowly opened it. Inside there was a Russian and a Changeling, and they had their backs to them. Reck motioned for Irish to go in with him. Pac made sure nothing else was coming down the hallway. Reck motioned for Irish to take the Changeling. They got behind their targets and they stood up. Reck motioned for Irish to ready his knife. Reck then got ready. "Nighty night, bitch." He brought his knife to his throat and jabbed his knife into it, Irish did the same with the Changeling. Recker and Irish put a hand over their targets mouths to make sure they didn't made any noise. Recker moved his hand down to the Russians tags and pulled them off. He then removed his blade with the tags. He let the Russian go and he fell to his knees, gripping his throat, and fell to the ground. The Changeling did the same.

"Holy shit Reck! We hit the jack pot!" Irish pointed in front of them. On the table were maps.

"Hells yes." Reck said. "Grab everything. I want it all bagged and tagged." They took pictures of the set up and proceeded to carefully bag all of the maps. Each bag was labeled and was put safely away in the bag they took with them.

Pac looked at Recker. "That it?"

Recker gave Pac a look. "Fuck no. We need to keep looking. We may find something else." He motioned for the to move forward. They checked every room, bagging and tagging anything else they found. "This is the last room." Reck said walking over to a door. Pac opened the door. They walked in and saw a huge, metal machine. It looked like a sleeping pod of some sort.

"Oh fuck!" Irish said, obviously impressed on what the thing was.

Pac looked more impressed. "What do you suppose it is?"

"I don't have a fucking clue Pac," Recker said. "Look for blueprints, maybe if we find them I-" They heard footsteps approaching the door. "Shit! Scatter!" Reck whispered. Irish dove behind a table, Pac squeezed behind some file cabinets, and Reck took to the shadows in a corner of the room partially hidden by boxes.

It was a Changeling and two Russians. They Changeling looked a little nervous. One Russian looked over to it. "Changeling, do not worry. This Russian technology and Changeling magic. It no going to fail." The Changeling Stepped into it. The Russians strapped it down and closed the pod door. They flipped a switch and it started making noises. Then the Changeling started screaming in pain. The pod stopped buzzing and shaking and the Changelings screams stopped as well. When the pod opened back up, a huma- no. Not human, Changeling? What ever it was, it was one of the two. It had a human like body and Changeling like features. 'What the fucking hell...?' Recker thought. The Russians stopped the Changeling like thing from falling and gave it some clothing and put it on him. The Russian then spoke. "There see? Changeling now anthro Changeling. You get used to walking on two feet. It really easy." They helped the Changeling out of the room and closed the door.

"What the fuck was that?!" Irish said coming out of his cover.

"Did you guys see that shit?!" Pac said.

"Holy hell!" Reck said. They all looked at the pod. Irish lit up.

"Reck! If we can change this up a little, and get the blueprints back to base, maybe we could build it and we can use it on the ponies and they could help fight!" Reck liked the idea.

"Yeah. We could. I want the blueprints found, now." They looked around the room until they found them. They found some other blueprints as well.

"Reck! Look at this!" Pac said and he showed them a scroll. "A spell that allows anything to walk on clouds!" Irish found some blueprints to something else.

"Guys look!" He showed the blueprints to them. "This is a gun! This, is one hell of a gun!" It looked like a laser rifle.

"Holy shit..." Reck looked at it in awe. "Bag it and tag it. Garrison will defiantly want to see this." After they finished raiding the room the headed to the exit. "Come on, lets get out of here and get back to base." They almost made it to the exit when a alarm sounded.

"Fuck! It's never that easy with us huh?!" Irish said as they ran out of the castle and made their way back to the storm. Bullets flew by them and they took to cover.

"Fuck! We are going to have to shoot out way past these fucks if we want to get out of here!" Reck said as he took his SCAR-H and began to shoot at them. Pac and Irish did the same. Reck grabbed the duffle bad and started to run up to the next cover. "FUCK! PROTECT THE INTEL!" Pac looked up.

"SNIPER! GET YOUR FUCKING HEADS DOWN!" They hit the ground as a bullet flew past them. Recker looked at the hole it made in the building behind them.

"DUDE! THATS A FUCKING .50! GET INSIDE THE BIULDINGS! WE CAN HOPEFULY AVOID THE SNIPER THAT WAY!" They broke cover and ran into the building. They kept their heads down as they made their way through the building. As soon as they got to the back door, they sprinted to the next building. The Russians in the building looked over to them and started shooting. Tombstone took to cover, each member spread out. Recker poked his head out enough to shoot two of them in the head. Irish wacked one of them with his gun and shot him in the head. Pac vaulted over his cover and pushed his knife into the side of a Russians neck, right where his juggler is. He pulled off his tag and pulled his knife forward, severing the artery. Blood sprayed out of the side of the Russians neck as he grabbed it and fell to the ground. Once the Russian were all taken out, the ran out the back door to the pathway out of the town and back to the storm. They passed the invisible wall and once the exited the storm. They ran back to the jeep and put the bag into the trunk and got in.

"DRIVE! DRIVE! DRIVE!" Pac shouted at Recker. Recker turned the jeep around and floored it. Pac looked back. "They aren't following, why aren't they following?"

"The storm Pac," Recker said. "That's why we left the jeep here. You can't drive or fly through it." Pac fell back into his seat and started laughing.

"Haha! We did it!" He looked back at the storm and gave a one finger salute. "Suck it dirty fucks!" Recker and Irish started laughing.

"God Pac, chill out!" Recker said. "You seem really happy."

"Happy?" Pac said. "Dude! Did you see how I took that Russians tags?! It was fucking bad ass! And how we hid from the Russians and that one Changeling in that one room?! Man! That was so close! I'm not happy, I'm fucking insanely happy!" Irish and Recker laughed again.

"I think you are giving yourself a little too much credit buddy," Irish said. "It wasn't that cool how you took his tags. What did you say Reck when we both took out that Changeling and that Russian?"

""Nighty night bitch!"" Both Reck and Irish said at the exact same time and then the all laughed again.

"Man! That felt so good to be out there with you guys again!" Recker said. Pac rustled Reckers hair.

"Same here buddy!"

"Same to the both of you." Irish said. They drove off back to there base.

Back to Ponyvile.