I was laying down, applying pressure to a wound in my side. I was blacking out when I heard Littlepip.

5 Hours Earlier

I was in Tennpony Tower's shopping center, getting measured so I can have armor.

"It'll be ready in week." Said the mare who Pon3 has commissioned to making me armor.

"Thanks." I said, stopping my whistling.

"By the way, what where you whistling?"

" A song named 'You're gonna go far, kid'." I said. "It was a song from Earth. It was written by the offspring." Then a guard came over to me.

"Raiders are attacking."

"I'll help you get rid of them." I said. "How many?"

"At Least a hundred..." he said, worried. "This seams like a bad idea..."

I tied my shoes as tight as possible, while they still where comfortable. Littlepip, Calamity, Steel Hooves, James Pearson, and several more where going to be helping me on this. I inserted a magazine into my M16A4. I made sure the gun was on safety, and I chambered a round.

"You sure this will end well?" Asked Littlepip.

"Only one way to find out." I said, walking to the door, and taking off safety for a three-round burst. I pulled out a M67 grenade, and pulled the pin. I opened the door and tossed the grenade out. I slammed the door shut, and counted to three. I heard the grenade go off. I opened the door, to see guts everywhere. Since I hadn't eaten yet, I failed to vomit. Bullets whizzed by my head, so I jumped into cover. I peeked over the short brick wall and opened fire on raiders, Their numbers dropping fast. I leaped over the cover, and moved toward what was left of a tree.

I saw a mare with a pool cue rushing at me, so I drew my machete, and she backed off. I looked behind me to see most of the guards that were fighting with me are now dead. Damn it. I heard a crack of a .308 round. I turned to see the sniper wasn't looking at me, so I shot him. I saw his body fall off the roof of the house he was perched on.

I had begun to reload when I heard what sounded like five shots of 5.56 rounds, and then all I felt was pain in my side. I fell to the ground and pulled out my .44 magnum, and aimed at the raider who shot me. The stallion froze, unsure what to do. I pulled the trigger to hear a dreadful Click.

"Shit..." I said as the stallion laughed. I pulled my machete and threw it at him.

"-H-how... di-" he said before collapsing dead, with my machete sticking out of his chest.

I applied pressure to the wound in my side. I felt myself beginning to black out.

"Oh shit! Travis!" I heard Littlepip yell as I blacked out.

I woke up -somehow- for doctor Helping-Hooves to tell me that I at this point be dead.

"Yeah, yeah. Thanks doc."

"But hey, you still drove out the raiders, so I should be thanking you." This surprised me because I really can't believe I am not dead yet, let alone known as a hero. I walked out of the infirmary again. Third time. Good job, Dumbass. I Berated myself.

When I left the room, I found nopony was waiting for me. Well, Helping-Hooves did say I was out for a two weeks. Wait, two weeks? Holy shit. I figured they thought I was dead. I walked to the elevator, and took it the same floor as Littlepip's and companies room. I knocked on their door.

"Hel-" started Littlepip, as she found it was me. "Wait, you are NOT dead?" She asked, like it was rhetorical.

"I am not dead, somehow. So, how was the two weeks I was out?"

"I was feeling horrible, I thought I essentially got a small colt killed. I am sorry, we should have been covering you."

"It is fine. It is not your fault I was shot in the side because I wasn't paying attention." I noticed they were all at the door, And apparently James Pearson was behind me, too.

"Well, The doc. told me to get some rest. See you in the morning." I said, as I walked over to my room. As soon as I got to my bed, I plopped on it and fell asleep.

No new level.

Author's Note

Does he get hurt too much? let me know.