“The food is a necessary resource. It would be better to get rid of the bandits rather than to launch a full aerial assault on the Arcane Faction Fort Canterlot.”

“Explain your reasoning,” asked a stallion as he entered. The stallion had a Light Blue coat and Dark Lavender eyes. He also wore a Stetson hat. His Talent Mark was that of three apples with crosshairs over them.

“Our reasoning is that an army marches on it’s stomach. Your army will do better knowing they can return to their unit hold position and have good food to eat,” they stated, “You of all soldiers should know this, Master Macintosh.”

Hehe “-Point taken,” he started. “Nopony could best my Grandpappy's Apple Cobbler.”

“Enough on the subject,” Flash stated as he slammed his hoof on the table. “Back to the problem at hoof,” he continued before looking at Contact. “If I asked: ‘How many soldiers it would take to perform this preferred course of action.’, What would you say?”

“If you choose to send us, one. If you send a group of soldiers, approximately a battalion.”

“Why a Battalion?” Limenera asked.

“The reports our supply units have given to us state that there were around one-hundred raiders of high power in magic, above normal strength, and remarkable flight experience,” Flash said.

“Oh,” he said realizing his incompetence.

“We’ll send you,” Flash said. “If you are victorious, ponies generations from now will recognize you as a war hero.”

“Fail and you will be known as the pony that betrayed the world,” a pegasus stallion said while he entered the room alongside Rich.

The pegasus stallion had a Blood Red coat, Lime Green eyes, a monochrome main and tail consisting of five shades of Grey, one stripe of White and one stripe of Black.

“Master Thrash, I swear to you and the Elements of Discord, I will succeed,” they said as they bowed before him.

“Good, you leave now,” Flash stated.

“Understood,” they replied before rushing to tend to their new task.

*********

“You? A Supply Guardian?!?-” Pfft “-As if,” a Supply Wagon Master said
mocking them.

They looked at him with a White mist coming from their eyes. “Do you wish to die?” they asked before he took a step back.

“N-No…” he replied.

“Then by all means… SHUT UP AND DRIVE!” they yelled angrily. After the said altercation, all the surrounding soldiers slowly trotted away picking up in pace the further they were.

“Now, if you don’t mind, saddle up, We’ve got a group of bandits to either capture or kill,” they finished as they took their positions for the ride.

*********

“We’re at the entrance to Everbound Forest. This is usually where we take a break,” the Supply Master said.

“Then we will take a break,” Contact replied. “Would you like something to eat?” they asked.

“Why do you ask?” he replied. “Do you have food with you that is good food, unlike our shipment?”

“No, but-”

“Then why do you ask?” he rudely interrupted.

“Because we can summon food through a Spacial Rift,” they said in a moderately angered tone.

“Prove it, foal.”

They then created a spatial rift and walked through it. They soon returned with a bag of rice balls covered in curry powder.

“We heard you like curry rice balls,” they said before tossing them in his direction, “Thank us later. Right now we need to get this mission done.”

“You got these straight from the Royal Kitchen,” the Supply master said. “Are you insane?! I can get the firing squad for eating food from the Royal Kitchen!”

“We got them from the Royal Kitchen, yes,” they started, “However, The Elements of Discord allow us to have whatever we want from the Royal Kitchen. So shut up and eat.”

“Fine but I’m dragging you down with me if I get in trouble.”

“That does not worry us.”

After they had rested for an hour, they continued their mission and entered the Everbound Forest. As they neared the center of the forest, Contact heard leaves rustle to the east of their position.

“Slow down,” they told the Supply Master.

“Why? He responded.

“Just do it,” they replied.”

“Understood,” he ended turning his slow trot to a slow walk.

The leaves rustled a few more times over the course of the next two minutes before a pegasus bandit appeared in front of the supply wagon.

“We know the shipment is fake,” she said. “Lord Thrash let us know before you left the castle. Give that stallion a good and well-behaved mare and he’ll be disloyal even to his own Legion.”

“And Lord Rich let us know exactly which route you would take,” another bandit said as she came out of the bushes on the other side of the path.

“Still, we won’t let you out of the woods to go tattle on them,” the first continued.

“You don’t know who you’re messing with, do you?” the second bandit resumed.

“Girls, Come on out!” The bandit leader said as she dropped down from the trees above. Soon thereafter, Mares of every type, Unicorn; Pegasus; and Earth-Bound ponies, dropped from the trees in the surrounding area.

Before the Raiders hit the ground, time stood still for Contact. A brief flash of light appeared and the two remaining Djinns appeared.

"Prysme, Chia, if we forfeit the challenge, will you take this Wagon Master back to the Chaos League?" they asked.

"The challenge was a test to see how long you could keep your true form," Prysme started.

"And you have exceeded our expectations," Chia continued.

"in exchange for his safety, you leave the physical realm and join your parents and siblings in their respected areas," Prysme proposed.

"Deal," they replied.

A glowing light appeared around Contact and they were absorbed by it...

Since then... Their life, nay, existence has been questionable... Yet to those ponies they knew, they will always remember them.

Author's Note

Thank You if you've read this far. Truly, Thank you. I'll be taking my leave now. Arrivederci.