Author's Note

Easy number chart for those who might get confused

Boss-38
Fixer-40
Sev-07
Scorch-62
Fluttershy-06
Rainbow-05
Applejack-04
Rarity-03

Broken Chains

Fluttershy didn’t know why this was happening. But she knew she couldn’t do anything. She was blindfolded and chained. She was walking somewhere, and every time she stopped or didn’t keep pace the guard would push and yell. She was beyond terrified.

One by one she listened to her friends be taken. She tried to call out to figure out what was happening. But all she got was more yelling. She could hear a crowd, feel there gaze on her. She wanted to drop and cry clam up. But she didn’t want to get hit again. A booming voice made her flinch.

“The last of Celestia’s whores ripe for the taken. Small, petite, and soft in all the right places if you know what I mean.” She heard him laugh. She remembered this guard. She remembered his touch. She gently started to cry.

Pop! Like a loud firecracker went off only to be followed by a thunderous roar of a bang. The flash was bright enough to feel through her blindfold. She dropped to the floor. Her ears rung with horrible white noise, she opened her eyes to see the fold had fallen a little letting her know the carnage that was now all around her. She had been right there was a crowd. Keyword had been. What she saw was terrifying.
She saw a minotaur leap towards a cloud of white smoke. Only for flashes of blue and it fell on its back smoking from several areas. She watched a griffon run up with a sword just for a white and black hand to knock the lion bird down.

Then she saw it white and orange covered in plates of armor like a beetle. Something black was held firmly in its hands. A flash of blue and the griffon stopped moving with smoke rising from its face. Something cyan caught her eye she looked to find Rainbow on the end of a chain trying to break free of the griffon that held the other end. She had already broken the restraints on her wings but not the chain. She delivered a swift kick to the beak then tried to fly again. The chain held but a bolt of blue, and the chain broke. Now free Rainbow flew up and back down into a rocket of a kick. Faster then the Grif could react the kick connected, but it was to low. The griffon’s neck jerked and fell at an unnatural angle before falling to the ground. It didn’t get up, why didn’t it get up. Her brain was failing her as she tried to comprehend why. She tried to get up, but something smacked her back down. Sound returned all of a sudden like a crashing wave of pain. She heard a familiar scream and turned her head. But the act felt sluggish like her brain had to catch up to her actions. She saw Rarity being dragged off by a bunch of Tall ponies with tall antlers. Elk her mind filled in the blanks, More of those blue bolts. But the Elk didn’t fall the blue bounced. Then they Simply vanished taking Rarity with them.

“No” it took her a second to realize it was her voice and she was screaming now. A shadow hovered over her. She looked up to see the Griffon guard with a giant metal ball covered in spikes raised high. Her screaming stopped her throat tightened as she realized she was gonna fall down. She wasn’t going move again. She wanted to close her eyes but she couldn’t It was like time slowed as his arm started the swing that would end her. She watched the blue bolt go through the griffon’s arm. She watched as the limb went flying off. The place where the limb used to be was smoking and had an orange glow to it. The Griffon swung the stump Flacks of charred feathers and fur came off, and Fluttershy could feel the heat from it still. She watched the realization hit him. The Griffs eyes went wide his feathers puffed out he touched the glowing stump and fell back withing on the floor screaming. She was mesmerized by its spasms.

Somehow over the macabre dance, she heard a familiar southern accent curse. She swung her sluggish head. Her eye’s locked onto an orange pony struggling over the shoulder of a brown Minotaur. More of the monsters surrounded and blocked Applejack from her view. The bolts came, but their large shields caught them. Where the bolts hit burned a bright Orange. But they didn’t stop. They moved out of sight, and Applejack was gone. Her friends were gone.

She tried to move, to chase, to fly but her limbs were tangled in the chains and her wings still bound. She felt useless Everything was quiet and all that still stood in the room were those four beetles in the middle of a sea of corpses. The orange and white one pointed at her, and two of them started walking towards her. She couldn’t feel anything but the beat of her own panicked heart and the tears that flowed freely from her blue eyes. The other two ran to chase after the Minotaurs. As the two got closer, she drew in a ragged breath as a sob escaped her.

“I don’t want to die!”
****
The breach had gone off without a hitch. Fifty percent of hostile numbers fell in the first minute of combat. A flash of Cyan brought Boss’s attention to 05’s struggle. The Commando aimed and fired the Griffon moved causing the bolt to strike the chain instead freeing the Rainbow pegasus. A Minotaur jumped into his line of fire blocking the next trigger pull. Thankfully the giant target was a much of a challenge as to the amount of blaster bolt’s it took to bring it down, which was not much. The Min fell just in time for Delta to see 05’s killer kick.

“Nice.” 07 let out right before a Feminine scream pulled there attention to 03 being pulled away from the carnage by a herd of Elk. 40 put a bolt down range only to strike some red barrier and deflect off.

“Deflector shields! How in the blue blazes do these things have deflector shields!” Boss demanded. They advanced as a squad trying to keep track of the herd.
“Don’t know 38 maybe it’s a Barrier against magic and it just blocks energy, Sir.” 40 tried to explain using what little he’d learned on the topic. They continued advancing slowly gaining on them until they Vanished in a flash of red mist.

“Fir’fek!” Scorch cursed sweeping the area.

“Advisor get me whatever you can on those Elks.”

“Copy that 38.”

Through the flashes of his DC-17 Boss saw the griffon about to bring the crude weapon on to the yellow pegasus matching 06’s description. This Grif was also the one to announce the show. Head slaver perhaps could be useful.

“Disarm primary target Delta.” He marked him and quick as lightning Sev aimed the sniper attachment the rifle barked and the Grif’s arm went flying. Boss sighed internally

“Dammit, Sev you knew what I meant.”

“Sorry boss.” Both Commandos didn’t look away from there targets.

“Gaggle of Mins 5 o’clock” Scorch called out and the squad roaded to see the retreating bipeds.

“Looks like they got 04.” Boss spotted squeezing the trigger. Two Mins moved heavy iron shields that blocked the bolts as they moved backward.

“Dense alloys.” fixer cursed looking for any weak spots in the armor. The Minotaurs ducked into a hallway out of sight with there prize.

“Split up Delta’s 62, 07 the two here. 40 on me.” Boss barked, and the squad split up. Fixer and Boss stormed after the Minotaurs and Scorch, and Sev swept the room for any more targets before approaching the ponies.