Of Fire and Ice

As Brave exited the tunnel he could see the tower and enemy army was a good 15 minutes away but he could see that a small force was heading toward the 7 ponies, he knew what he had to do. And he had to do it fast. Brave pointed his horn toward the tower and began to charge the magic, his helmet had some steel that covered the horn so it was not easily cut off, it also work as a way to aim. Just point the heavy part of your head at the thing you want to destroy.

Thunder was in the sky with Grey and Nightglider, watching the enemy advance. “So, Grey. want to tell me more about the north? I don’t think you’ll get another chance”

Grey looked at Thunder “Win today, I’ll make sure word gets to you. Then it’s up to you. Act as a slave to your unknown masters or join the north and choose what you do in life.”

Thunder nodded, then looked back at the force advancing, “May the Fire lord have mercy upon my foes as I shall spare none” The others looked at him “What? I want my last words to be somewhat heroic” They just laughed, Thunder found himself laughing too.

The Volcanic Brothers could be heard from where Thunder was “We are the wind, we are the thunder, we are the flame! We are the hammers of the god!” soon a chorus of chants filled the air from Thunder’s squad. Grey however just said “Looks like I made the right choice” And Nightglider nodded.

A loud war horn sounded, coming from the north. It made all the squad look foreword so they could see the tower’s doors open and soldiers streaming out with ladders,battering rams and small balista. “BRAVE! I WANT THAT TOWER GONE! DO YOU HEAR ME!” Thunder found himself shouting in a commanding voice he didn’t even know he had.

Brave replied with “Yes sir!”

Brave was aiming his shot, he was about to fire when a Pegasus launched himself into brave, he drew his sword “Fire warrior, you and me fight. let’s see if the flame is mightier than the ice!”

Brave looked to see if the others would help him, the three Earth were fighting, and it was the same story for the Pegasus. The Ice warrior was clad in steel mail and leather from head to toe, his blade was a bastard sword, allowing use of both one handed and two handed combat; he took a wild slash into the air, Brave could hear the sound of steel on steel surrounding him. He lowered his head.

“Well you're smart … or craven” The Ice warrior raised his sword, exposing his central body mass, he brought his sword down onto Brave It was fast … But not as fast as the mystic bolt firing from Brave’s horn into his torso, cutting armor and flesh alike. The limp body fell to the floor, bleeding from its wound, the hole Brave opened up some how missed most of the major organs but hit the heart in the center. Brave looked into the wound, he could see bone, musial and flesh mixed into an unholy cocktail. Some of the magical energy was still inside the body, when the small beams of magic ran around like maggots the flesh would boil and turn into a liquid.

Brave stopped himself looking at the mess he made “Nopony calls me a coward and if they do they don’t life to tell about it”

Brave picked up the stallions blade, a finely crafted hilt sat atop the fierce blade. The pattern of the hilt was a bird flying toward the sky, and the pommel was made of a fine stone, polished until it would shine. Even when covered in blood. Brave told himself he would keep the weapon when this was all done.

Thunder came flying down “Brave. Why is that tower still -” He saw the body “I see, next shot is in that tower”

Brave nodded. Seeing the lack of words Brave had Thunder called to Nightglider “Night! i want you to take command! I’m going to stay down here”

Night replied “understood”

Thunder looked for the first ice warrior he could see, he could see one raising his blade to cut Hardknox in two, Thunder threw his spear into the enemy. There was an audible thud as the spear penetrated the armour and found it’s new home in the spine of the soldier. Hardknox looked behind him as he pulled his sword out of another Ice warrior, He gave a nod of thanks before going toe to toe with another. then another. then another. Hardknox was a killing machine, something about seeing it made Thunder’s blood run warm.

“Shield!” Thunder shouted, his response was a grunt from Volcanic Wrath as he smashed the skull of a northerner against the point of the shield, then he threw it to Thunder. Whilst Thunder was arming himself with the shield the sound of steel exiting its scabbard and sinking into the skull of the nearest nothener.

“Brave! why the hell is that tower still moving!?” Thunder called out, cleaning his sword of the blood of his first ever kill, it was something he would never forget, and he knew.

“It’s coming down sir!”Brave replied as the magic left him, aiming it at the tower.
A large explosion was heard. The tower went up in flame and the screams of the unfortunate souls who were in it filled the air. For a moment; no, a second, they was quiet. A bird could be heard calling out to its mate. Then … after the moment of peace and a small shred of hope it brought was smashed to tiny pieces. The scream of pain filled the air, all eyes fell onto Volcanic Axe. A large piece of wood was protruding from his torso, the wood was flaming. He was, for all intents and purposes, dead. But the Brave, Thunder, and Volcanic Axe saw Wrath do something crazy.

His pupils were pin points, a look of crazy in his eye as he threw himself at the north, swinging wildly. Finally it was his brother, Volcanic Axe, who put him down. “Be with … Mama … save me a cookie”

Thunder felt Grey’s hand on his shoulder, pulling him away from the scene.

“Hurry. Thunder, we don’t want to be around when it kicks off”

Thunder pulled away from Gery, making his way to Axe, cutting all who would stand in his way. He reached Axe. He reached out to take him away.

Save them all. He could hear in his head, but it was not his voice. It was a mares.

He could feel the sharp point of the needle puncture his skin. Then all was white.