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Discord had betrayed us again? At a time like this? What was wrong with him? I suddenly had doubts whether or not Flutters was okay.

"Should we shoot him?" Dash asked.

"If he gets too close ..." Twi said, "I'll say fire when I want you guys to shoot him."

We watched as he approached slowly. Then he stopped about halfway from us to the gate. "We only want the human to show himself," he said.

I looked at Twi. She frowned. We were all loaded and ready to attack him in a hail of bullets on Twi's signal.

"Well? Can we bring the human out? I'll even lower my gun if that helps." He lowered it, but revealed a grenade in his hands.

"The guys in the towers won't!" I shouted.

"Wait a minute ... your voice sounds familiar ... are you ... pony lover?"

I exchanged another glance with Twi.

"Should I ..."

"No," Twi answered.

"Well, we gotta do something ..."

"We haven't got all day," Pete said.

"Twi ... can't we just shoot 'em?" Dash asked.

"That wouldn't be nice," a voice sounded from behind. I heard Twi yell before shuffling, and turned around to see Jen, the one girl from before with a gun to Twi's head.

"Put it down!" I yelled, and aimed my Beretta at her.

"Hey! I will shoot her! Put it down!" she yelled.

I lowered it in the hopes she'd let Twi go.

"And don't surround us, or I'll gun you all down," she ranted.

"Don't do this ... Jen ... give her to me."

Pete was over the ridge before we knew it, with his automatic smg ready to wipe us all out.

"Drop all your guns," he demanded. The others listened and dropped their guns. The guards were hesitant before dropping theirs, and now it was just me.

"Pony lover ... it is you. Wait ... didn't I bash your eye in? I swear I witnessed it die."

"Magic healed it." I gripped Beretta in my hand.

"Drop the gun or we'll shoot."

"I'll drop it when Jen releases Twi," I proclaimed.

They exchanged glances. Pete looked back at me.

"Just drop your damn gun."

Sticking to my word, I held it in neutral state. I wasn't letting it go until they let Twi go. But I wasn't going to die stupidly. I wasn't going to pull it up.

"Like I said before ... we don't have all day."

"I'm not dropping it."

"Bang!" a shot whistled past me. I jumped but didn't pull it up.

"We'll call that 'Your final warning'."

I don't know if it was instincts or rage that led me to finally pulling up Beretta. Two bullets ripped through my shirt, but didn't prevent me from firing seven or eight rounds at Pete, striking him in the shoulder and torso multiple times. We both screamed out in pain after dropping our weapons. I could feel blood seeping out the holes in my shirt already. Had I messed up? I scurried to lean over and pick up my gun as a distraction towards Jen.

"Pete!" she screamed, and dropped Twi. I got a glance of her running away before I fell backwards from weakness. Sound was becoming a blur. Everybody's voice was muffled. Instead of using energy to lift up Beretta, I laid back, clenching my stomach. The blue sky was darkening. The clouds were shaking. I felt my heartbeat in my skull.

I had messed up ...

I was falling unconscious while the others needed me ... again.

"Devan ..." I barely heard Twi. I saw her clearly for a second before blurring up again.

"I ... I'm sorry ... Twi."

"I'm sorry." She teared up and hugged me.

"It wasn't your fault."

I couldn't hear what I was saying very well, but that didn't matter. Snow ran up to me.

"Lift up his shirt," she told Twi. I would have myself, but my muscles were already extremely sore from the gunshots and blood loss. There was another shot and Jen's scream.

"I'm so stupid ... always blacking out when you need me ..."

"Devan, th-" a few more guns blared, "-thanks to you, we're safe from Jen and Pete. Don't worry about us."

"Thanks ... Twi ..." The blurriness and muffle returned before falling black.