Leader BloodHound, sat at his desk in his fort, giving his Sargent a death glare with steely grey eyes that would kill a man, trying to keep himself from blowing. The Sargent was shuffling his feet, causing the hardware on his uniform to jingle, while waiting for another command.
BloodHounds face was harsh as well, having two hideous scars on his face, making him look even scarier. Finally, BloodHound spoke in a deep, harsh voice that made the Sargent flinch involuntarily. "Please tell me that report is not true. Tell me this isn't fucking true!" BloodHound stood up sharply, knocking the chair he was sitting in over, and pounded on the table.

"I fucking told you, to eradicate them, Mark! Not just go and try to capture them!" BloodHound clenched his fists, and continued to glare at the Sargent.

Sargent Mark tried to protest. " But sir, they are just kids! How can-" Mark was interrupted.

"I don't give a flying fuck what they are! Obliterate them, destroy them, pound them into the ground, I don't care just get rid of them!"

"But sir-" Mark tried again.

"Shut up! Get your ass out there, Find another strategy and get. It. Done!" BloodHound Looked strait into Mark's eyes, and growls, " Level the damn place if you have to."

Sargent Mark saluted and hastily walked out, shuddering.

BloodHound walks over to a map on a wall in his office, and says, "I will get you, Habets Boys. I will get you and your family!" He brings out his dagger, and stabs the location where the boys are located, and screams.

There was a small knock on the door. "This had better be good." BloodHound was furious. Another Sargent walked in, fear flashing in is eyes. In the Sargent's hands was a new report. It didn't have very good news.

"What now." BloodHound snapped.

"Uh s-sir, I-I have this l-last attacks report h-here." The Sargent shuddered.

"Well what does it say? Come on boy, spit it out!"

"Uh well, our reporters state that t-there was some a-allies that helped the boys, and they mentioned that they were t-technicolor ponies."

"What?! Please tell me its not those ones that have been sighted before." The Sargent reluctantly nodded.

BloodHound was pissed. First these ponies, now the boys, and now the ponies again! BloodHound started pacing, while the Sargent stood like a statue, sweating profusely. BloodHound was thinking hard. "We need to find a way to get rid of these irritating obstetrical. How is the portal going?"

The Sargent shuffled his feet. "It is slowly going sir. We just need to do some small things. The scientists are hard at work. What I was told is-" Suddenly, an alarm system sounded, cutting off the Sargent and nearly deafening both men.

BloodHound ran from the office with the Sargent hot on his heels. Bursting through a lab door, he is glancing around to find out what is going on. "What the hell is going on?!" BloodHound demanded.

One of the employees shouts," Evacuate! Evacuate the building now! The reactor is overheating!" The person runs off, into the chaotic scene.

Then, the alarm systems stop, and the workers are busy with scientific calculating and checking the systems. "Reactor stabilized, core temp is down. Ready to go."

"Get this thing going, and I want it done asap! We don't have alot of time. So I suggest you get your asses moving and work!" BloodHound stomps off out of the lab, with a scared to death Sargent directly behind him. BloodHound says," Sargent Don, I want that portal ready to go in less than a week. I have a feeling that those boys will join the ponies. Well we will bring the fight to them, and they wont know what hit them!"

Author's Note

Thank you to all who are reading this. Chapter 3 is under way, and will be done shortly. as i said before, this is something me and my bro have been imagining for a while. With out ponies of course. till then, enjoy.

Lost, Found, and 'Fur'ever Loved

Maddog