Fallout Equestria: Bottle-caps, Best Friends and Bullets

STABLE PERSONAL FILE
Name: Hail "Ricochet" Storm.
Age: 21.
Gender: Male.
Race: Pony. Unicorn.
Occupation: Stable security guard.
Stable number: 31.
Cutie Mark: A small stone ricochet between larger rocks. (large rocks spilting.)

Hi there, names Hail Storm, I'm just your average stallion trying to make a life in this life less shit-hole we call EQUESTRIA! (sort of)from guard-pony to gun-for-hire in my struggle for survival (does this sound dramatic enough?) I invite you to listen to my tales so sit back, grab a cola and relax as I share with you the good times and the bad, This is my story.

Many during the war feared the idea that their life and everything they strived to achieved could be wiped out in a instant from the war they had created and when Stable-tec revealed the under ground stables guaranteed to survive the doomsday many knew was coming ponies flocked to them in droves and many (if not all of them) survived untouched for two centuries just like good old stable 31, where the rich arrogant live in luxury and the commoners wanna crack the formers skulls in with a rusty pipe and can make the best drinks in the shittiest of dumps.

For me ~~most~~ every morning starts with that piercing screech of Stable-tec's worst crime, alarm clocks, reaching my hoof out I flailed half-heartedly trying whack the clock and after a few tries it worked, opening my eyes I turned to see the time it was 5:25 am and I had just over and hour before my shift started rollling out of bed I landed firmly on my hooves with a triumphant smile (given that usually I land less gracefully) as I reached the closest a satisfied moan broke to the morning silence. "Heyyy... Come back to bed." I turned floating out a clean uniform behind me as I smiled at the mare still half asleep in my bed.
"Sorry Prim shift starts in an hour so does your daughter's and your filly and that pig husband of yours get up in an another two." She pouted teasingly as climbed out of bed shaking her purple mane before she tied it back.

"Mind if I grab some coffee and a bite before we leave?" I smiled moving over to a mirror on the wall beside the bed.

"Sure thing Prim grab whatever you want," she smirked at me. "Oh but you said you didn't have time." She walked out humming to herself meanwhile I turned back to the mirror pulling the zip down on my stable jumpsuit sliding my fore-hooves through the sleeves then zipping up the jumpsuit, standing there I just stared at the stallion looking back at me lifting black hoof to a to scratch a yellow mane.

"What are you doin' Hail?" The double questioned "she's married with children one of whom is your supervisor." This wasn't the first time this reflection had asked me this but still we did this (Yeah... It's been like this for a few years I should mention that I'm kinda fucked up after a gas pipe went ka-boom in my face while on patrol... Now I have conversations with myself or more accurately lectures from myself) my hoof reached up to my eye gently running down the pink scars which webbed a round it. "She's sweet and she makes me feel normal again not like some frail egg about to shatter." The stallion just rolled his eyes. "You know this only gonna hurt everypony when ponies find out what about her family? What about their feelings?" I groaned at the mirror I knew it wasn't right and I shouldn't be having an affair with Prim Rosé but she was hurt by her husband's cheating and she talked to me about it and no this wasn't the way I thought it should go but we just clicked and BAM! the next thing I know we're spending any time me can together nothing else mattered not her husband, her being more than ten years my senior (she was still fun, free spirited and hotter than the sun... I mean thirty-five is nothing) hell even her eighteen year old daughter being my C.O didn't bother me. But inside I knew it wasn't fair and my bitch of a conscience spent every morning reminding me, finally dressed I did my equipment check flak jacket check, baton check, flashlights check and Pip-buck check finally dressed I trotted in to the main room.

Prim Rosé was dancing around with a cup floating behind her as music was filling the room after a few more minutes the song ended and a blushing Prim had realised I'd been watching. "That Mix Beat might be a common pony but that music is amazing." She giggled dusting toast crums from her wrinkled uniform as a always happy voice chimed in.

"Yes she has quite the talent... Ah! Master Hail." Turning I spotted Digi, my Ms helpful robot, spinning an arm to me holding a plate with a bowl of fruit salad on it.

"What no coffee?" Floating the bowl over to the table in the middle of the room.

"Good Heavens! After the report Dr. Brittle gave you mother we'd both be SCRAPPED!" Digi floated off to the kitchen meanwhile I was getting the look from Prim Rosé.

"Brittle snitched me out cause I arrested her buck for possession.... I've got P.T.S.D and she told the ovemare that I stopped taking the pills." Prim's look turned in one of boiling anger (and she was about to blow, she hates when ponies keeping something this important from her).

"Prim Rosé darling those pills were going to kill him..." Digi chimed from across the room with an eye on each of us, Prim froze then turned to Digi, "If that HACK of doctor knew anything she'd have known those pills were A. Nearly TWO CENTURIES out of date B. Are short-term use ONLY! And C. Long-term use leads to SUICIDAL! FUCKING! DEPRESSION! So if you want to tear anypony a new asshole it would be that doctor or MYSELF not the stallion whom was almost hung himself." Digi's voice and personality shifted back to her normal nonchalance as I looked down into my fruit salad with flattened ears trying to avoid eye contact with Prim.

"Is that true?" She asked, I nodded slightly when gentle warmth wrapped around me, "Hail why didn't you say anything?" I could feel the tears forming in her eyes.

"The overmare can't afford it... I make her... Weak and the stable nobility would use it to kick her from the position." She pulled back with tears running down her cheeks.

"Wh-what does it matter? You nearly died so what if you aren't some robot..." She paused quickly turning to Digi, "urm... No offence." She sat down looking at the table.

"Politics... This whole stable runs on it... Anypony can be overseer if they have enough ponies voting for them so having enough dirt saves time it's why we're all guards keeps nobles at a distance and the guards loyal with connections and more importantly... Strong", I stood up and scratched the back of my head and gave a weak smile, "I'm okay really it's just a lot of pressure at times noble want rid of the overmare, overmare want total domination over the stable and Sub-City wants every noble up here... You know." I turned to leave giving a wave to Prim.

"Well just be careful ok?" Prim called I nodded and trotted off.

As I walked down the empty corridors my mind began to wander off (yay depressed thinking time, can't have enough of that!) the stable was originally meant to be shared control between commoners and nobility but early on power shifted to the nobles but given their rules about relationships and child birth commoners out numbered them with there being roughly 300 commoners but 200 noble. The stable was only designed for only 200 however when it opened they let in double that knowing it was over populated everpony caught on pretty quickly however and plans began immediately to counteract it thus began Sub-City everypony dug out under the stable clearing massive caverns out and began building a city which given the support of the first overstallion a noble named Fancy Pants established a massive farm which under a strict ‘no ownership’ law meant that all crops were kept under strong unbias control so everypony was kept fed but beyond that noble seemed to do whatever they wanted ( regardless of how illegal it was) which was left unchecked for 200 years and meant everypony in Sub-City would gut a noble in a heartbeat before they'd helped them and vice-versa, so being a commoner who was the step-son of the overmare and one of the highest ranking security ponies in the stable left me in a rather unpleasant position (given that, with the exception of Prim Rosé and her youngest, every noble needs a long overdue bludgeoning, but not being allowed to means a lot of stressful days) finally I made it to the office and was greeted by a jumpy dispatcher.

"What are you doing in... Y-your early?" Quickly checking my Pip-buck, nope definitely Half-six.

"You know if you'd stop reading porn at work you'd stop being so jumpy." The mares face turn red as she tried to think of a lie.

"Just t-t-take your g-gear and go!" At this point I just laughed and walked to my locker and retrieved my gun clicking the holster in place and left for Sub-City as I turned the corner I spotted a blue buck half-stuck in a locker and ran over to help.

"Hey buddy need a hoof?" After A few moments the buck was free but had started to brake down crying, "hey hey it's ok who did this?" And then began even more crying (Oh come I had a gas pipeline blow up in my face and I didn't cry THIS MUCH!!) I sat down putting on his shoulder and he finally stopped.

"It was B-bl-blue Ribbon and her thugs they wanted chems a-and I couldn't..." He turned his head and cuts and scars cluttered his neck and shoulder "They said if I don't have them soon my sister is gonna pay!!!" He laided down his hooves covering his face.

"Where did they go?" He shifted a leg and looked at me with a scared eye.

"S-she said something about making a Mud-Sucker give them crystals or something I don't know..." Resisting the urge to beat him for that last comment I sent him off to the clinic to get treated (thank the goddess they never closed) and began a anger fueled march to Sub-City, somepony needs a beating right now, after about ten minutes I was at the lift that would lower me to Sub-City and with little more than a nod of recognition and a swipe of a badge the cage began its slow decent.

Slowly the steel wall of the stable were replaced with stone and mud and as my decent continued the bright lights were gone and a warm blue light wash over the cage in their place, turning around I smiled at the source, in the centre of the cavern was a enormous cluster of glowing crystals (with smaller clusters scattered around the city) lit up everything, I always got a warm feeling of nostalgia coming down here (whats born from the earth shall return to the earth... Or something like that) all across the cavern walls the shadows danced shifting from wall to wall, suddenly a klang snapped me from my trance looking up I saw a pissed off looking pink pegasus.

"What's a BASTARD like you doing here?" He snarled.

"You know what they say ‘bastards are better when we flock together’ I'm just here so you don't shit on ponies... Again." He hopped into the cage and smiled before jumping on me and ruffling my mane.

"Oh mister funny buck are we?" After a little wrestling he let go.

"Sooo... Cotton what brings you here?" I questioned while straightening my uniform, he scratched his mane.

"What? Can't I say hi to my buddy or something?" He smiled innocently (he looked like a filly caught in the cookie jar.)

"Nope" I replied flatly "you ALWAYS have a angle for whatever you do so what is it" He started to open his mouth and hesitated.

"Oh fuck it! Mix Beat wants to speak with you and before you ask NO I don't know why... Now I leave." And instantly shot out through the clear roof of the cage, quickly I shouted.

"Hey! Cotton if you spot that BLUE BITCH Ribbon let me know!" He waved a hoof in reply and a moment later the lift touched down.

Stepping out I was greeted by two uniformed (and by that I mean they were wearing matching shirts) ponies, a scrawny mare with bulky stallion, grunted in acknowledgement of me. "Hey either of you know where MB is?" The stallion just stared at me like his brain couldn't process the question, the mare beside him sighed.

"Don't mind Lead he's thicker than the stable door... I think she's hangin' out at 'Six Feet Under'." We both groaned at the name ,it was the only bar in the stable but it was still a cheesy name, with that mind I began my patrol as I walked into the streets the sound of life washed over me the sound of ponies trading make-shift cart pulling along, a complete opposite of its stable counterpart, with only (technically) a single patrol officer (yay me) thankfully the Keepers, the group in charge of the farms, acts as a policing force without the nobility's support (dispite their numbers they lack any actual authority outside of the farms... So yeah SCOREBOARD!) life here never stops and after weaving through the crowds of Main Street I reached the road leading to the bar, wandering down the street at a more leisurely pace, taking a quick glance at each stall as I passed eventually reaching the largest building with a bright crooked sign ‘we'll put you SIX FEET UNDER’, with the last three word enlarged, as I walked towards the door I could already hear the music blasting at max volume gently pushing against the door hopefully I can get in without making a scene.

As I stepped a hoof inside the door the music cut dead and a dozen faces all turned to me(you just couldn't cut me a break could ya Celestia, fuck my life sideways,) as the door agonisingly crept shut behind me several earth ponies stepped forwards. "Oh lookie what here... B-osss." As a final mare stepped out in fact the very mare I was looking for, Blue Ribbon, now surrounded by her thugs began a slurred speech.

"What-s a blue BASTARD doin 'ere?", She started waving her hoof around mockingly, "We're Ssssoo fucking scared... Have 'im!" And with they all charged towards me (so hoof in the air who ACTUALLY though this was gonna work? Huh no pony? Ok BEATINGS for EVERYPONY!) time slowed to a crawl as my S.A.T(Stable-tec Arcane Targeting) switched on and I began picking through my options, as the green light highlighted Ribbon's head I instantly selected it (twice), once each attacker was targeted at least once time began to speed up and my barrage of unicorn furry and Pip-buck know-how commenced immediately my baton launched from its holster striking Ribbon straight in the throat launching itself into a upwards spin, gasping for air she started to stagger, my magic wrapped around the batons handle mid-spin and swung downwards striking Ribbon on the back of her skull instantly she collapsed and with that I moved onto the other, who seemed barely able to stand never mind fight, which was proven when after a few sidesteps and cracks to the head they were little more than a mound of groaning ponies suddenly a muffled growl brought my attention back to Ribbon, she stood there clenching a switchblade in her teeth and screamed something intangible before rushing forwards I let out a sigh before smashing the baton into her throat again and then grabbed her mane with magic for a moment she struggled as I walked up to her, at which point she made the mistake of spitting on me and I proceeded to introduce her face to the wall (multiple times) afterwards lifting the bloody mares head and whispering ine her.

"The next time you threaten anypony I'm going to personally round your WHOLE family up and torture them in front of you, your mum, your dad and especially your SISTER and then I'm going to kill all of you..." Her eyes widened as looked back at me "Oh yes I know all about and you should know that EVERY. SINGLE. GUARD. Answers to me." And with that she began shaking and once my magic faded Ribbon and her thugs bolted out the door, earning a cheer from the remaining patrons, finally a mares voice called out to me.

"Nice job Hail, that'sss 'ell of a beating, nice to see Stable side ain't softened you up." I spotted the voices owner, a pegasus mare flicking a red and black mane to the side of her face with a matching short curl cut tail, she began walking, or more accurately staggered over to the bar her neon green coat stood out almost as much as the fabric bandaging and plasters wrapped around most of her body, by the time I joined her at the bar she was already downing glasses of whiskey.

"Mix what happened to you?" She paused then turned to me with a warm (or drunken its hard to tell with her) smile before pulling me into a kiss (Hello prenchy!) after cheering from the crowd she finally let go.

"Hey you wanna... Have a little fun..." She said licking her lips, getting even more cheers from the rest of the crowd, meanwhile I turned to the bartender.

"How much has she had?" He shrugged pointing at the mound of empty whiskey bottles lying in a recycling bin then he turned bright red, turning my focus back to Mix Beat (CELESTIA fuck Luna how can anypony be THAT flexible!)

"OK! Time for you to go missy!" I floated Mix on to my back where she immediately puke up what must have been a weeks worth of alcohol and then passed out.

"She lives in Old Quarter now with some mare..." The bartender moaned dragging a bucket and mop to what smelled like the sixth puking of the day "AND she needs to PAY-UP!" Angrily point a hoof at the snoring mare on my back (well mostly on my back) quickly searching my pockets for bit and floating them onto the bar top.
"Thats a hundred aaaaand forty-nine plus a pack of gum okay?" He nodded and proceeded out the door.

"Sooooo.... What's the plan now then? Whisk the drunken maiden home wake her then maybe ravish her a little." (Ok why does my conscience get to be an asshole?) "Becaaause I AM you dumbie so Ha your an asshole!" The double trotted casually beside me looking around after deciding to ignore my duche bag of a companion I made it to Old Quarter and after dealing with even more duche bags I finally found where Mix Beat actually lived which unsurprisingly only was three buildings down from where I'd been asking for directions. I poked the door and to my surprise it opened. "Hellooooo... Stable security anypony hooome." Slowly inching further in the room when a mares voice call back.

"Just be a minute!" And a moment later a mare happily trotted into to the room, at least till she saw Mix and her entire mood shifted "Oh! No! What has she done nopony's hurt are they?" Without getting a chance to actually answer she ushered me in and watched in filly like glee as I floated Mix onto sofa. "Nothing major just made everypony happy hour over at Six Feet Under and owes me 150 bits but I've cleaned worst messes... Ummm Miss?" The realisation dawned on me; I'd never seen this mare before and I knew everypony, by face at least, in Sub-City.

"Oh my names Daisy Cutter." I nodded.

"Right I just need you Pip-buck tag for the paperwork of course." Noticing the poorly disguised panic.

"Oh urm... It's broken I-it out of power so I can't...", "Oh now that is straight up bullshit let me see that thing!" proclaimed my mental companion (well go check for me then) and off my double went in search of the supposed Pip-buck meanwhile I casually eyed the mare noticing her lack of anger and resentment both social classes had (especially against security ponies) but there was something about a vibe of some kind that told me she'd live a hard life just like the commoners in Stable 31 "The BUCKING hell is this SHIT? It's not even a real fucking Pip-buck!!!" Meanwhile I casually started flicking through my own. "Well good new I can still retrieve your tag just need to connect and I can go from there." I smiled as the mare panic more with each second.

"Owww my fucking head waaaaait the fuck am I doin- Oh Celestia fucks me sideways..." Mix Beat lying half of the sofa.

"Mix would you care to explain this?" She stared for a moment and shrugged.

"I think she's from up there... But she can't remember anything I found her after the cave in over at expansion tunnel sparkle..." She pointed a hoof to the ceiling "Hail you helped that Wrench fella with the reactor right? And all those test with the soil thingys." My eyes widened as the direction of this conversation became crystal clear.

"Nonononono you are not going to the surface!"she looked at with confusion and she was about to ask why when I cut her off "And NOPONY finds out about any of this got it?" She was still confused but nodded none the less, I turned to Daisy cutter "the SECOND day-shift end YOUR OUT." Pointing a hoof at the door for empathise which lead Mix Beat leaping in front of me millimetres from my face and growled.

"NO SHE ISN'T!!!" She shifted into a fighting stance.

"Unless she want you both sharing a shallow grave courtesy of the FUCKING overmare she is!", Both of them froze at that, "YES that right the overmare would have you both killed to keep this quiet okay? It's the same FUCKING reason Wrench died because out there fucks over the nobility in here.... Everything the nobles have even down to the fucking title come from what they control and with Stable 31 that very little it's drugs, food anything that they can use they will... Wrench told the overmare and she had him killed because everything they have he could free ponies from... food from the surface, drug from the surface anything we needed we could get without nobles it would destroy everything they fight to hold and they killed him to stop that, though at the time the only known way was through the door, now if there's another way out you'll be dead in the hour if anypony finds out." Silence filled the room Mix struggled to comprehend what I had just said. "Oh Goddesses DANGER! DANGER! Asshole alert!" My mental double squeaked bouncing up and down with a hoof pointing outside and my ears perked up at shouting outside and motioned for the others to stay inside.

Peeking through a crack in the door I spotted the worst possible kind of trouble, the soon to be brother-in-law(in-law) kind, Platinum Star, a Pegasus with a blue coat and mane was stood behind a group of ponies as they tore through Old Quarter grabbing mares and pulverising anypony who wasn't quick enough as I walked out of the house a faint click came from my gun holster (Celestia why do you have to fuck with me so fucking much?). Walking into the street is probably the simplest thing anypony could in Sub-City two steps out the door and done but for me it wasn't so easy trying march through ten degenerate thugs while being menacing and not being jumped was nerve wracking. Platinum was wearing his usual self-righteous smugness (goddesses give me strength not kill this arrogant prick).

"Oh Storm so good to see you, what are you doing here?" Given that he had ten retards behind me some diplomacy might be a smoother approach.

"MY job and WHAT are you doing here Platinum? You know nobles AREN'T allowed down here GET out." He replied with a nerve grinding high-pitched laugh, spit spraying over my face in the process (DIPLOMACY over in... 3... 2...).

"And what pray tell are you GOING t-" (ONE!!!) I launched forward headbutting Platinum in the nose quickly followed by a spinning buck into the side of his head meanwhile triggering S.A.T on his thugs, with my pistol drawn, while time slowed down I scanned the group not for target but civilians, thankfully they were clear of any targets but a new problem accrued to me after cycling through limbs none had higher than a thirty percent chance to and I only had tens shots (Cutie-Mark power work you magic) after I selected the leading ones on each side, I felt a warm tingle as time caught up, a bright flash burst from my gun matched with a loud bang instantly the first stallion collapsed grinding to a face first stop a few metres away meanwhile a second shot fired tearing clean through the second stallions right legs moments later bullets began a almost rhythmic song as bullets began striking metal scattered around the street each time slashing attackers hind legs until finally biting into the last pony's flanks causing her to drop screaming in agony. "YOU BASTARD I'LL KILL YOU!!!" Screamed Platinum from behind causing me to spin on the spot to witness him turning to face me with a gun clench in his mouth and like a scene from an old western we fired over and over, my whole body began to burn as the world around us slowly blurred a instant later both guns clicked dry, Platinum eyes turn life fading from them completely in mere seconds he collapsed on the floor blood streaming down his body from several bullet hole puncturing his body with two planted straight in his heart, as the adrenaline faded my strength shattered from pain as I started coughing blood as my body came crashing to the ground there was faint shouting but it was too muffled to make out (so sleepy I think I'm gonna take a nap now.().

The next few days past by at a crawl, I had awakened to find my self in the Stable-side prison ( which was really a bunch of empty maintenance supply rooms with a mattress thrown in the corner and a barred window cut into the wall next to the doors.) My sole visitor during this time had been Prim Rosé crying asking me things like what had happened and why I had done them but more importantly that my punishment would be... Public execution, honestly the words had little impact on me, I loathe this place and everything it stood for and the fact I'd pissed the overmare off enough to have a public example made out of me did give me a small measure of satisfaction. After trying to comfort Prim I asked her to move to Sub-City and after a brief explanation over my concern that commoners retaliation by food cut off she agreed to move with her filly down there, (we were bastards but commoner had heart enough to allow refugees and ponies seeking protection and Prim was a good guard and a great pony, somepony would take her in), finally the day arrived and in the restless early morning hours I slipped a ear bud from my Pip-buck in and switched on the radio.

"HHEEEELLLOOO SUB-CITY HOW YOU DOIN?!! It's you jockey on the disc's MIX BEEAAAT and I'm about lay down some music for you all out there but let's get the news. Now I'm bettin' most y'all heard bout the gunfight down in the Ol'Quater the one resulting in the death in everyponies FAVOURITE scumbag, you know the one PLATINUM STAR!!!, I know I know who could do such a thing well it's our hometown buck who don't give a fuck Hail Storm. The security pony was on duty when Platinum's mob squad attacked resulting in one death and Hail's execution take place later today, Celestia be with him, right onto our next bit of news several families from Stabie-side have fled down to here, turns out the overmare is ABSOLUTELY bucking crazy but hey if it took ordering the death of her stepson for hoof-full of them to realise that gotta wonder what it'll take for rest."

"And finally... The Keepers have refused all demands from the Nobility to return refugees and have seized complete control over the lift and are now claiming not only independence but that any attempts to force refugees back will be met with force, now ain't that the magic of friendship courtesy of a good old .308 to the motherbucking face and if you thought the mess they make of roaches was bad you do not want to see the real thing. Now let's get you folk some tunes."

Hours passed by as reality finally started to set in and I began playing out escape scenarios in my mind. "Ah so it begins... So how do we do it then. Hmm we can't get out the Stable door would take too long... " Scratching the back of my mane with a hoof I let out a small sigh. "The expansion tunnels... " The double gave a subtle nod "but security will be ready to kill when we run." The echoing sound of hooves off the steel floor caused my imaginary accomplice's ear to perk up scanning every which way. "one pony inbound, mare... Not security." the hoof-steps stopped at the cell door. After a moment the door opened whining in protest at its own compliance; in walked a single unicorn (the last pony in this whole damn Stable I wanted to see) Starlight Night walked in front of me tears welling in the corners of her silver eyes. My whole body tensed for what was probably the most deserved back-hoof in the history of back-hooves. (So you can imagine my surprise when she wrapped her hooves around my neck to hug me) my double's mouth hung open a moment before he began mouthing silently (what the fuck indeed... ).

"S-sorry I'm so so sorry..." Without any clue as to what to do I hugged back trying to comfort her(I'm pretty sure this backwards aren't I meant to apologise to her?) "I should have stopped him or d-done..." She choked up on the words struggling to form in her head.

"Ssshhh.... It's not your fault you couldn't know he'd do something like this you can't blame yourse-." She looked up at me, her face streaked with tears, her mouth opened slightly confused by something.

"HOW ARE YOU CALM? YOUR OWN MOTHER IS GONNA MURDER YOU!!! BE SAD BE ANGRY OR SOMETHING DON'T JUST SIT THERE LIKE ITS SOME CASUAL MEETING! MY BRO-." (Ahhh so that why she's... Oh goddesses she crying again!) I brought her back into a hug again. Starlight was nothing like Platinum dispite being his twin sister, she'd often been bullied for it and I had stepped in a countless number of times and was probably the closest thing to an actual friend she had. It was at that moment I felt like I had an actual idea as to why she was crying, she'd lost her brother her family rarely even spoke to her and now her friend was going to be executed in less then an hour leaving alone again.

"Starlight it's okay... I've got a plan but I need your help can you pass a message to Digi for me?" She looked up wiping tears from her eyes, she gave a slight nod "tell her lights out for the show." With that she galloped off and afterwards the door whined as it closed again. (interesting... Mental note made)

After twenty minutes two guards showed up. "Come on." Grunted one of the guards and we marched towards the atrium, the biggest room in the Stable, after five minutes we reached it. The crowd of ponies was so thick it blocked out virtually every direction but up and even the second floor was crowded but the thing that stood out more than the crowd or the noise but the noose swaying at the far of the room leaving a lingering itch around my neck even as my attention shifted away. After a minute I was stood on a crate with thnoose swaying between the guards and my self. One piece of my plan was needed and that was Digi's distraction (fun fact Digi saw this very thing coming and had demanded an escape plan... 71 specifically though only a couple actually centred around a noose most just based around the overmares insanity.) one of the guards prodded me to the edge of the crate shifting the weight over the railing untill he stood on the other side.

Suddenly the lights went off and the entire room was blacked out with Pip-buck lights running everywhere. The cries of the crowd silenced by the sound of music and mares moaning (ahhhh plan 69 priceless). "Hey you inbreed whore... Take THIS!!!" Clenching the noose in my teeth I jumped kicking the guard in the throat as he turned to me, thankfully this launched us different directions, letting go of the rope I turned into a roll clearing the atrium door before it shut behind me and with that the chase was on.

Racing through the corridors two things were clear to me A. That most of security was now locked back in the atrium leaving only a few in the corridors and B. Despite being corrupt pricks they were either extremely embarrassed or extremely aroused (goddesses bless the horny pervert who smuggled it in and uploaded to the maneframe) eventually I reached the doors in front of the lift however my hopes were dashed when it wouldn't open. In a desperate attempt to continue I grasped the bottom of the door in my magic and began pulling; I poured more magic into forcing the door open, with screeching and wailling I knew it was working, once the door reached halfway I started inching through; desperately fighting the heavy pain pressing into my shoulders as my magic pinned the door up just long enough for me to barely make it through before slamming down. Sitting on my haunches I rubbed the sore muscles in my fore-legs. dad had once told me that magic (or at least levitation) was like an extension of our bodies drawing energy from our bodies for pushing and pulling things as well as most heavy floating and that once a limit was reach we would feel the pain as exhaustion would set in (leading to collapsing or even magical burn outs in extreme case). After a minute or two I stood back up, a smile creeping across my face as the sound of hooves and desperate guards echoed through the door.

Peering over the edge of where the lift should be I realised the sheer enormity of the drop. "Well FUCK me sideways Celestia." As I walked back a few steps a familiar voice called to me.

"Does a certain bastard need some assistance?" Cotton floated up from the hole, wear a smug smile on his face, looking at the pegasus I noticed his all pink look was broken up with chunks of polished metal formed into armour.

"Planning on a war or something?" He smiled at me.

"Your lookin at the newest member of the Peace Keepers." Despite all efforts (which was very little to begin with) I fell backwards laughing hysterically causing him to lose his smug composure.

"Peace Keepers REALLY!!! Nothing else came to mind..." I slowly got back up regaining some of my composure "Cotton I need your help I-" he cut me off with a hoof.

"Your robot and MB gave me the details. One fly-by express to expansion Sparkle comin' up." He jumped into a hovering position above me and locked his legs around me and we flew out the hole just in time to hear the pained opening of the door behind us.

Several blue blurs shot from the hole behind us and instantly the air erupted in gunfire with none of it aimed at us. Looking back I saw a dozen shadow had dropped from the ceiling ambushing the security guards meanwhile sparks came from the lift shaft as ponies on the ground laid down suppressing fire stopping others chasing us; within seconds all the guards had fled back into the Stable and we were just touching down at the tunnel. "Thanks Cotton... Hey could you pass a message to everypony..." He nodded, still trying to gather his breath, "tell them I'm sorry that things have to be this way and that I'm gonna be fine out there and PLEASE for the love of the goddesses don't try and follow me their homes are here." He was almost gone when I shouted one last thing to him "THANKS FOR EVERYTHING YA BASTARD!!!" He turned around with a huge smile and waved back to me. As the sound of more gunfire in the distance reminded me of why I needed to leave I gave one last glance at the place which had been my home for so long and with a heavy sigh I walk into the dark tunnel to the outside world.

Thankfully the tunnel of the expansion were all relatively short which meant finding the way out was pretty easy (not that finding a gigantic hole in the ceiling is particularly difficult) the real challenge was actually getting out said hole and after four failed attempts I had managed escape thankfully the exit was just across the room. As I got closer a feeling of excitement started growing inside me and I wonder what lay beyond this pony-sized hole.

LEVEL UP!!!

FIGHT THE POWER (1): You've always fought for the little pony and now it paying off you now deal 25% more damage to the gangs and raiders of the wasteland and take 10% less damage from all factions.

POWER OF MA CUTIE-MARK(1): Your cutie-mark ain't just for show your S.A.T criticals now do RICOCHET damaging other enemies as well.